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  <title>PSYCHE IN DISGUISE</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 13:23:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bokday</title>
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  <description>today is my birthday. i am tired. will post something later on. much much later on.&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 12:16:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OCTOBER-best?</title>
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  <description>With this entry, I officially declare myself on blogging hiatus for an indefinite amount of period. I know that it&apos;s the start of October and my 18th birthday is 15 days away.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will either be the best or the worst day of my whole life. Honestly, I&apos;m expecting it to be the latter. Either way, it will be a milestone of sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I care much. As long whatever is happening now in my life passes as smoothly as I hope it would be, I&apos;m contented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contented but not necessarily happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genuine happiness seems to avoid me these past few weeks -- who knows, maybe even for the past months, years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I&apos;ve become apathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 13:13:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Complete Confessions Of The Curious Cat</title>
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  <description>Ok, so I promised you guys the full story behind my confession this morning, and here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, I didn&apos;t know what exactly came into my head. I&apos;m beginning to believe that writing about it was a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But then I realize, why bother to hide it? My conscience -- and my family -- will probably kill for it, but at least, it&apos;s out in the open. I mean, the first step towards healing is acceptance right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Forgive me for being such a drama queen but to me, this is a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  An EXTREMELY big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I wrote the &apos;achievement&apos; part in there, I was being sarcastic. The stress and exhaustion brought by the past week and a half has gotten to me. I was crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And not in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The little rendezvous I did last Thursday was nobody&apos;s fault but my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I took that stick. I lit it. I smoked it. I stubbed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The same goes for the next two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I admit, it did take away some of my stress. Hell, it helped me release all the frustration I had pent up inside me all this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I bottle up all my negative feelings. It does not include petty things like irritation over a difficult professor or a low test score... no, I&apos;m afraid its much much deeper. I bottle up the feelings of hurt, betrayal, loneliness and confusion that I&apos;ve kept all this time... that is a fact that I have come to accept. I really don&apos;t know who I am. I&apos;m afraid of myself. I&apos;m at peace with myself. All different personas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All of them me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;m confused.  I never did really have my a sensible outlet for these feelings. I think won&apos;t be able to sort them out. Maybe I will. I don&apos;t know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So I resort to crying. I pity myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I took that first smoke, I knew it was bad. That I was going to regret it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But then I gave myself a wake up call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I ended the habit before it even started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If my mom somehow manages to read this, she would immediately call me and remind me how much the family depends on me. I should not be doing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My grandparents would ask me why was I doing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My aunt would ask the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I wouldn&apos;t be able to answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I see myself as a rebel, but I am no delinquent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;m a coward and I&apos;m not afraid to admit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have become so accustomed with the walls that surround me, that I think I won&apos;t be able to notice if I was already dying of suffocation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They tell me that I should keep them updated with what&apos;s happening with my life. I try to, but they keep on butting in, giving advice that I don&apos;t ask for. I never get to finish a sentence. They always see the downside even if they still haven&apos;t seen the whole picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This is why I confess everything here in my blog.  I need to speak what&apos;s on my mind and I need someone to listen. I will ask for advice when I think I need it. Call me selfish and prideful but that&apos;s who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ll be keeping this entry accessible to everyone. Comments, reactions and what-nots are allowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Looking over this post, I realize how messed up my thoughts are. I do hope this phase I&apos;m going through would end soon. It&apos;s emotionally draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  p.s. Diana, if you ever read this, I would like to thank you for everything. I hope you don&apos;t take things the wrong way but I&apos;m really grateful that you were there to listen to me bitch about my life. Putangina, bakit ba kasi lilipat ka pa? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; p.p.s. Kristine, I&apos;m sorry if I didn&apos;t get to tell it to you before I posted. I hope you forgive me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 01:37:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quick And Quirky: A Confession</title>
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  <description>Just got to school a few minutes ago. I thought I was late for class yet again but then I realized, our professor said that she would be absent today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*throws imaginary confetti in the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to the confessions part... I&apos;ve been a bad girl this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&amp;nbsp;tried smoking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I&apos;ve manage to put away 4 sticks. Two last Thursday (an &amp;quot;achievement&amp;quot; considering that was my first try.), one last Friday and another one last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nervous laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, the supposedly goody-two-shoes of the group. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I assure you starting from today, I&apos;ll be back to normal. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it&apos;s nearly time for my next class (I started typing at 0855, it&apos;s now 0949...). I&apos;ll spill the complete details later tonight. Watch out for the entry entitled, &amp;quot;Complete Confessions Of The Curious Cat&amp;quot;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 13:07:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Forgot To Put A Title</title>
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  <description>082808 - 090608&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has got to be the busiest, craziest, baddest, *insert -est adjective of choice* week that I have experienced in the whole history of my life. Unfortunately, I wasn&apos;t able to blog it in right away due to some technical errors (damn you, Internet Explorer!) and obviously, due to sheer exhaustion and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, here&apos;s the gist and list of happenings that will be blogged about in the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God, please don&apos;t let something exciting or interesting happen then because my list of things to blog about would so totally pile up. Thanks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so lets start the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;082808&lt;/strong&gt; (that&apos;s how I write dates, in case you don&apos;t get it.) - An &apos;effin crazy, hilarious yet totally embarrassing moment happened that Thursday morning. I swear, this is too good to pass up so I&apos;m gonna write the full story here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was Thursday morning and as usual, I was running late for class. My grandma nearly kicked me out of the house, half-screaming why the hell was I still running late despite the fact that my classes every TTh start at 0920 (that&apos;s how I&amp;nbsp;write time, screw the punctuation marks. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I loooove sleep. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the craziness start at the corner of the street where I usually ride jeepneys to school. As I was walking down to road to cross the other side, a hearse (the vehicle used to transport coffins) followed by mourners and convoys caught my eye. It gave me the slight chills and without knowing why, I felt something bad was gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds later, I got over it. I&amp;nbsp;was late, damnit! I gotta find a ride fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I quickly jumped on the nearest jeepney I&amp;nbsp;could find. As I was making myself comfortable at my seat, I noticed the bunch of old people inside looking at me with either surprised or amused faces. Heck, even the driver stopped a bit to stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my arm to hand over my fare when the old man right next to me said something that made me wanna kill myself in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old Man:&lt;/strong&gt; I&lt;em&gt;neng, hindi ito pumapasada ngayon. (This jeep isn&apos;t taking passengers at the moment, girlie.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;*confused face*) Ho? (I beg your pardon?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old Man:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pasensya na, pero kasama kami &apos;nung patay. (I&apos;m sorry but we&apos;re with the dead. We&apos;re on our way to the funeral.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large; &quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH&amp;nbsp;MY&amp;nbsp;FRICKIN&apos; GAWD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the other passengers, hoping that it was some kind of joke. A bunch of sympathetic faces looked back at me. I paled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large; &quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KILL&amp;nbsp;ME&amp;nbsp;KNOW, DAMNIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least the old man said it in the most nicest way possible. Probably didn&apos;t want to hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large; &quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOMGROTFLMAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the best / worst part was? Instead of immediately getting out of the jeep like a sane person would, I&amp;nbsp;asked them if I could still hitch a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did. Looking back, I think that was pretty stupid of me. I do hope they weren&apos;t offended much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did tell them I was sorry (both for their loss and the misunderstanding.).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, you gotta admit, it&apos;s frickin&apos; hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I just love to poke fun at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I have a shame-induced spasm again, let&apos;s go on with the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;082908 - 083008&lt;/strong&gt; - The class&apos; annual immersion to Brgy. Malitlit. Watch out for the detailed blog post entitled: &amp;quot;THE&amp;nbsp;FRICKIN&apos; FANTASTIC&amp;nbsp;ADVENTURES&amp;nbsp;OF&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;U2A SUPERFRIENDS&amp;quot;. Total action, Total LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;083108&lt;/strong&gt; - Friendship Day with Kristine. Went to Edz&apos;s place to start preparations for the class&apos; photo exhibit. Enter the stressful week. Tried something bad. Watch out for that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090108&lt;/strong&gt; - Kristine&apos;s Birthday. More photo exhibit drama.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090208&lt;/strong&gt; - Even more drama. Photo exhibit finally opens. Hector confesses. My uncle treats me to my first ever massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090308&lt;/strong&gt; - A betrayal of some sort from a friend. Total Dance Revolution / Into The Groove addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090408&lt;/strong&gt; - Total bonding with Diana Fabielous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090508&lt;/strong&gt; - Day 1 of the film-making seminar.&amp;nbsp;Watched a bunch of short indie films. Photo exhibit finally closes. A misunderstanding with the security office. Bonding with Chermitz and Diana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090608&lt;/strong&gt; - Day 2 of seminar. Decided to end a starting habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I hope I didn&apos;t miss anything. Expect either long or double posts in the next couple of days. I hope you guys stick around for that.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 10:31:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Pis And Blushes</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Okay, so I&apos;ve been&amp;nbsp;addicted to playing this game called Pi Story for sometime now. It&apos;s kinda like Ragnarok Online but at the same time, it isn&apos;t. LOL. Nevermind the crappy description. Anyway, I wouldn&apos;t say that it was the best MMORPG in the net but it was okay -- save for the ocassional lags and server glitches. I&apos;m part of this guild called FATE, headed by &lt;em&gt;ADOREme&lt;/em&gt;. They&apos;re a bunch of crazy people but they&apos;re a whole lot of fun. Obviously, I very much fit in there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even made a name for myself there after a couple of days... As the guildmember who gave the most &apos;fatal&apos; and &apos;feared&apos; hugs aka the *deathugs*. LOL. See, I told you... CRAAAAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my character&apos;s name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;robinchan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;after Nico Robin from the anime One Piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the main story, last night -- or rather, this morning at 3 am (yes, I was still up and playing at this ungodly hour but trust me, it&apos;ll be the first, and hopefully the last, time. I promise.) -- I was chatting up a storm with my guildmates when suddenly one&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;them, who went by the username &lt;em&gt;RavenRose&lt;/em&gt;, told me that she whispered something to me (In game speak, a private message.). So here&apos;s the conversation in the &lt;strong&gt;guild chatroom&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;[RavenRose] hey robin&lt;br /&gt;[robinchan] ?&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] i whispered something to you&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] check it out&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I immediately clicked the window to show the whisper chat box and here&apos;s what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[From: RavenRose] curious, are you bi***ual?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the censorship, I understood what she was asking. I literally froze at that question. One second later, I felt the blush consume my face... WTF?! Luckily, I was able to respond. I went back to the guild chat box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[robinchan] hey raven&lt;br /&gt;[robinchan] just read your message&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] lol&lt;br /&gt;[Awesome] uyy ano yang sinasabi ni raven?&lt;br /&gt;[Awesome]&amp;nbsp;may pa whisper whisper pa kau nalalaman&lt;br /&gt;[robinchan] and the answer is no&lt;br /&gt;[robinchan] btw you made me blush&lt;br /&gt;[robinchan] lol&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] oh&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] lol&lt;br /&gt;[RavenRose] sorry, i was just curious&lt;br /&gt;[robinchan] don&apos;t worry i&apos;m cool with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, &lt;em&gt;Awesome&lt;/em&gt; is another guildmate online at that time, he was typing in the chat box and as you can see, he&apos;s filipino. He was buggin me about Raven&apos;s question so I had no choice but to tell him in whisper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[From: Awesome] o ano?&lt;br /&gt;[To: Awesome] tinanong ako kung kung bi daw ako&lt;br /&gt;[From: Awesome] bi?&lt;br /&gt;[From: Awesome] bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;[To: Awesome] ulol&lt;br /&gt;[To: Awesome] kung bisekswal daw ako&lt;br /&gt;[From: Awesome] bat ka naman nag-blush&lt;br /&gt;[To: Awesome] boi ikaw ba naman tanungin ng ganun&lt;br /&gt;[To: Awesome] it was the first time somebody asked me such a question&lt;br /&gt;[From: Awesome] lol&lt;br /&gt;[To: Awesome] lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That&apos;s pretty much what happened. Luckily, the subject never came up again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet can be one hell of a crazy ride sometimes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 13:21:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Slowness And Ice Creams</title>
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  <description>Ok. First of all, a big shout out to the recently-turned adult, LOVE! Sorry for the blog entry delay. ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You see, it was her birthday last Thursday. I probably gave her one of the most amusing gifts that she had that day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It all started at photography class, I was getting something from my bag when the birthday girl called me. I looked at her and asked what she wanted. She looked up to me sweetly and said, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&apos;Batiin mo naman ako!&apos;&lt;/span&gt; (&apos;Greet me!&apos;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And did you know what happened next?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I gave her a weird look, then raised my hand in acknowledgement and said, &apos;Hi Love!&apos;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The people around us gave me strange looks as if I was out of my mind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Five seconds later, I realized that it was her birthday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*facepalms*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So THAT&apos;s what she meant by greeting...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha, SLOW!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really, my current streak of embarassing -- and not to mention, retarted -- moments is going to be the death of me. LOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, Tito Bobet and I just came back from the malla couple of minutes ago. We both had an appointment in Let&apos;s Face It, and we decided to eat out and do a bit of grocery shopping before we go home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fast forward on the grocery shopping. We had a bit of an argument concerning ice cream. No it wasn&apos;t that he didn&apos;t want to buy it --&amp;nbsp; he actually told me that I should have bought a bigger tub since the one that I bought was so small (about the size of my fist.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I told him that I didn&apos;t get a bigger tub since it was so expensive -- it was Haagen Daz, duh! And I only wanted to taste it even just once.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then at the cashier, he paid with his credit card.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aww. If I knew that beforehand, I WOULD&apos;VE gotten the bigger tub.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So why did I hesitate again?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah. The little cup was worth 150 bucks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WTFudge?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;150 bucks! I can bear to imagine how much the bigger tub costs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn the Germans and their oh-so-scrumptous ice cream. TT^TT&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 13:52:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Can Be Flaky... Like A Dandruff</title>
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  <description>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#eeeeee&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color: black;font-size: 14pt;&quot; face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Innovator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatroledoyouplayintheworldquiz/innovator.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&apos;re the type of person who is always a step ahead of everyone else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You thrive when you&apos;re experimenting with new designs, ideas, and attitudes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a creative person with many talents. You have to have artistic outlets in your life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;bt&gt;You need to create - whether it&apos;s writing furiously or redecorating your home. If not, your life becomes chaotic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;bt&gt;You tire of doing the same thing every day. You change your job, friends, and personal style often.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;bt&gt;You are at your best when you have a focus. If not, you develop a flaky artist&apos;s temperament.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/bt&gt;&lt;/bt&gt;&lt;/bt&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatroledoyouplayintheworldquiz/&quot;&gt;What Role Do You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;LOL. I couldn&apos;t think of a title that follows my typical format of &apos;Of Blah And Blah&apos;... I also couldn&apos;t think of anything thing that comes in flakes besides dandruff... So hence the retarted title.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just in case you&apos;re slow like me (at least. today I am), the flaky part came from the last line of the meme. ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. This will be my first blog post typed in Multiply. Let&apos;s see if it cross-posts in my LJ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 15:55:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Heroes And Buffets</title>
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  <description>We went to Glorietta today. It was entirely because of my little cousins. They heard through the grapevine that there will be an event there  concerning their current obsession -- the cartoon Ben 10. So being the persuasive little buggers that they are, they managed to convince their parents to take them there. As for Tito Bobet and I, we just tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we arrived early at Glorietta, we decided to have a late lunch at Dad&apos;s / Saisaki / Kamayan. For those who don&apos;t know this place, it&apos;s a restaurant famous for it&apos;s eat-all-you-can buffets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s just what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;more food trips behind the cut...&quot;&gt;Personally, I indulged myself with the Japanese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;389&quot; height=&quot;291&quot; src=&quot;http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/loneangel1016/S5001026.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;That is actually my second helping. Total sushi love. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what&apos;s more, they gave away complimentary teddy bears for every cold drink ordered. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like an eternity, we left the restaurant to find the activity area. And while famiglia Calangi was busy grabbing seats for the event, Tito Bobet and I wandered around in search of a cafe that hopefully serves good coffee. We eventually found one and I had the rare honor of paying for my uncle (usually, it was the other way around). Since we only wanted to aid our digestion (our slightly bulging bellies were starting to become embarassing), we ordered one shot of Espressos each. Tito had a Espresso Macchiato while I had one with Caramel in it (which was a little sickeningly sweet). Note to self: Just order a normal one next time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;390&quot; height=&quot;290&quot; src=&quot;http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/loneangel1016/S5001035.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After that we went back to the activity area. We just opted to watch from afar since the seating area was packed with kids and their families. As much as I hate to admit it,&amp;nbsp; the show was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I finally found (and bought) a copy of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A Little Princess&lt;/span&gt; by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Sure, the image of Camille Prats and Angelica Panganiban as Sarah and Becky will be forever embedded in my memory, but I simply had to have a copy of the book. The last time I read was in high school when my favorite teacher, Ms. Roda, lent it to me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add more bookworm happiness to the mix, I also got a copy of the book that I&apos;ve got my eye on for quite a while: &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Book Thief &lt;/span&gt;by Markus Zusak.  I was planning on getting &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;, the last book of Stephenie Meyer&apos;s &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series but since I haven&apos;t even read my copy of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;, which may I add, is still in the same state as I bought it two months ago -- wrapped in the protective film -- I decided otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 15:44:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Anxieties And Uncles</title>
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  <description>Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly forgot about yesterday&apos;s promise of an entry. Well, now I&apos;m here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midterm exams are over finally... though I cannot say that I can now rest easily. The feeling of anxiety over the exam results still lingers above my head like a little raincloud ready to pour. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at least some parts of my current academic checklist are now done. I passed the admission test for our school publication and will be attending the orientation tomorrow, and our paper for PrintMedia -- the very one that nearly claimed my sanity yesterday -- has been finally completed and passed to our professor. Well, not exactly to him personally, but rather his pigeon hole in the faculty room, which was the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next part of the update... Exactly one week ago, my tito Bobet arrived here from Italy. We&apos;re really glad that he&apos;s able to go back here for a vacation on a yearly basis. Last Sunday, we took him to Tagaytay and of course, the day before that, my cousins took him on a major toy shopping spree. Well, I guess that&apos;s the benefits of having a single uncle with a lot of cash to burn. LOL. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said it&apos;s been only a week but I feel like a longer time has passed by. I dunno... maybe I&apos;m just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. There will be no Eyeshield21, One Piece and Naruto update on OneManga this weekend... It&apos;s because there&apos;s a holiday in Japan this week. :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 13:33:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Haircuts And Split-Personality Episodes</title>
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  <description>There are so many things I would like to write about tonight. Honestly, a few hours ago, I was at my wits&apos; end trying to figure out what to do with my academic life... but I&apos;ll tell that particular story some other time (which, i swear by my pinky, will be tomorrow when I&apos;ve released myself from the clutches of the evil that is called &apos;MIDTERM EXAMS&apos;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we&apos;re on the subject of me not knowing what to do with my life -- may it be my academic, social, past or even next life -- I just want everybody out there to know that I got a haircut last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. And you thought I was going to write something life-changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in a sense, that particular decision was life-changing. After all, I could have spent that time studying instead of attending to my materialistic needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I doubt I would have learned anything if I did otherwise. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;so now, I look like this...&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/loneangel1016/S5000964.jpg&quot; style=&quot;width: 271px; height: 363px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding aside, I&apos;ve been feeling a bit concerned for myself this past week. I cannot seem to stop myself from procrastinating... Hell, I can&apos;t even force myself to do an all-out cramming session. I feel strangely calm yet completely panicked at the same time. Is that even possible? Goodness knows how I nearly banged my head into my bedroom wall in an attempt to *ahem* &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;motivate&lt;/span&gt; myself into studying already. Seriously,&amp;nbsp; I can summarize my feelings into one emoticon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;TT^TT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think those would fall into the &apos;having split personality episodes&apos; list. Think of it as one of those cliche scenes where a devil-me and angel-me are floating above my shoulders, doing a world war of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention that the devil-me would totally look kickass and smexy in a black gothic lolita outfit while the angel-me would look oh-so-innocent and kawaii in a white babydoll lace dress with matching ballet shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*face palms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna go and bang my head into the wall now...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 03:23:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quick And Quirky: Laptop!</title>
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  <description>Like the title says, this is gonna be quick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the grandparental units allowed me to bring my laptop to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I didn&apos;t even have a hard time convincing them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.0 i honestly can&apos;t believe it... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that&apos;s all. will do the update on my misadventures some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 15:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Double Post Vengeance (pt.2)</title>
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  <description>So here&apos;s part two of the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;My misadventures post-hiatus.&quot;&gt;I&apos;m only going to fill you up with the events of the past week and a half since they were the busiest and most eventful so far. Let&apos;s start with Friday, July 18th. I woke up especially early&amp;nbsp; that day so that I can visit ILEC and catch up with my friends there. It was also a bittersweet occasion since some of the Koreans that I grew attached to were leaving the country on the weekend. If that wasn&apos;t enough, some of my (ex)co-workers were also leaving. From what I&apos;ve heard, Ryan found a much more stable job in Isla Verde while I&apos;m not particularly sure about Ivy&apos;s case.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; *sigh* I&apos;ll miss these guys. I&apos;ll miss the times when Ryan and I would sing a lovely duet, particularly those sappy love songs that were popular in the mid-90&apos;s, his jokes about porn, his goofiness. Basically, in being such a good friend to me despite my short stay in the school. As for Ivy, I&apos;ll miss her mischievousness and the seemingly &apos;innocent&apos; comments.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; As for the Koreans, I was pretty surprised to hear that most of the remaining students that I know were leaving as well. Honestly, I was only aware that Eileen and Derick were leaving for Australia, but it seems that Kaka, Betty, and their batchmates were going as well. But the biggest surprise for me was that old-man Kelvin was leaving as well! (Well, he really isn&apos;t THAT old, just 30-ish I think. I just like to tease him by calling him old.)&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I thought he was going to stay until August. We used to hang out a lot and have fun together back when I was still working there despite the obvious age difference.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I think that was what made the friendship work. We teased and bickered a lot due our contradicting views yet at the same time, for both our childishness. He&apos;s pretty good in English too so that makes our &apos;arguments&apos; more amusing. So, in other words, I&apos;m gonna miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let&apos;s get on to this week... You know the saying &apos;when it rains, it pours&apos;? That&apos;s what basically happened to us... and not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Grandpa was supposed to admit himself in the Veteran&apos;s Hospital in Manila last Sunday. He&apos;s there for a medical procedure that involves checking his intestines for any signs of damage on his doctor&apos;s orders. Since there were only the five of us in the house -- Grandpa, Grandma, me, my 2-year-old brother and the household help -- it was obvious that Grandma would be the one to look after him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as luck would have it, Grandma came down with a slight fever so they had to cancel their plans for a day and also call her sister so that there would be more eyes to look after us grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the next day, with Grandma&amp;nbsp; and Grandpa gone, and due to the fact that my brother and I rarely get along, my aunt decided to take my brother in for a couple of days. But unfortunately, Grandma passed her sickness to my brother so now, he was he one feeling terrible. Honestly, I felt a bit sorry for the little guy. When Grandma heard about it, she quickly traded places with our help so she can take care of my sick brother (and she herself was still recovering.). By Wednesday night, my bro&apos;s fever got a bit worse so he was admitted in the local hospital. And by Thursday night, Grandma&apos;s fever came back so she was admitted as well. So basically, that&apos;s three people in the hospital (and not to mention, my other distant relatives who just gave birth, undergone breast surgery and nearly died in his sleep all in the SAME WEEK.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Grandma&apos;s sister looked after my brother and Grandma obviously. It was kinda crazy. Grandpa was calling us every couple of hours to check on us and vice versa. I went straight to the hospital Thursday afternoon in my school uniform and woke up the next morning wearing the exact same thing (a bit disgusting, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when it comes to hospitals, all I can say is this: when you&apos;re in one, you completely lose your sense of time. I know I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, the worst is over. Grandma, Grandpa and my bro are all out of the hospital and I&apos;m really happy about it. And between you and me, I hope this incident doesn&apos;t repeat itself. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that&apos;s that. I left out a few details like the department acquaintance party this morning, and the LAVOXA placement exam and such but don&apos;t worry. I&apos;m gonna fill you in on that some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja!&amp;nbsp; ^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 11:59:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Double Post Vengeance (pt.1)</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m back with a vengeance. A double post vengeance, that is. First up is this fun meme that I klepto&apos;d from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_merielrose&apos; lj:user=&apos;merielrose&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merielrose.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merielrose.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;merielrose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and next will be an update on my misadventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Here&apos;s part one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;RULES &lt;br /&gt;-Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;-Strike out anything that doesn&apos;t apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;-Bold the 5-10 that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;-Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months under a lj-cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*OCTOBER:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. &lt;b&gt;Inner and physical beauty.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Lies but doesn&apos;t pretend.&lt;/b&gt; Gets angry often. &lt;b&gt;Treats friends importantly.&lt;/b&gt; Always making friends. &lt;b&gt;Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated.&lt;/b&gt; Does not care of what others think. &lt;b&gt;Emotional.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Decisive.&lt;/b&gt; Strong clairvoyance. &lt;b&gt;Loves to travel, the arts and literature.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Touchy and easily jealous.&lt;/strike&gt; Concerned. Loves outdoors. &lt;b&gt;Just and fair.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Spendthrift.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Easily influenced.&lt;/strike&gt; Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;what&apos;s YOUR month?&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JANUARY:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people&apos;s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; FEBRUARY:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MARCH: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;APRIL:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people&apos;s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JUNE: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JULY:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people&apos;s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;AUGUST:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SEPTEMBER: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people&apos;s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;OCTOBER:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn&apos;t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOVEMBER:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DECEMBER:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 14:53:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Bands And Random Links</title>
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  <description>Totally awesome. Totally random. Trust me, it&apos;s loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tagged by Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RANDOM BAND MEME*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;1.  Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;. The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*Clio-Danae Othoneou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;It&apos;s Greek therefore it&apos;s cool. And our fanbase will affectionately call us CDO. Though I just hope they&apos;ll come up with something better than that. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clio-Danae_Othoneou&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Click here for the Wikipedia article.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;2. Go to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&quot;&gt;Random Quotations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;. The last four words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album. If you want to do this again, you&apos;ll hit refresh to generate new quotes, because clicking the quotes link again will just give you the same quotes over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*The Subject Reveals Itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; (o.0)... The sheer awesomeness of the album title has rendered me speechless... (o.0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Each painting has its own way of evolving... When the painting is finished, the subject reveals itself.&quot; -- William Baziotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to Flickr&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/&quot;&gt;&quot;Explore The Last Seven Days&quot;.&lt;/a&gt; The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2613035065_29e76654a2.jpg?v=0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Ditto with the album cover.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/8505789@N03/&quot;&gt; Hans Söderström at Flickr.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.randomwebsite.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.randomwebsite.com/&lt;/a&gt;. The first ten links you end up in (minus the .com’s etc.) are your 10 song titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*1. Neurotic Fishbowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*2.  Artist Direct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*3.  The Avatars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*4.  Mediumphobic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*5. Notebook Forums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*6. Retroland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*7. Sugar-Amour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*8. Montana Book Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*9. Negativland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*10. Insomniac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I&apos;m totally loving Neurotic Fishbowl, Mediumphobic, Retroland, Sugar-Amour, and Insomniac. Based on the titles, I can pretty much say that the band will probably be into Alternative Rock with some eccentric endeavors on the side. Mostly influenced by the &apos;80s and &apos;90s. Not emo. Not punk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I can feel the rockstar vibe coming along. ^^&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;To hell with it. I&apos;M TAGGING EVERYBODY! (Yeah, that means you.)&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 14:12:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lost In Translation No More</title>
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  <description>After almost a year of navigating through an Italian Windows Vista, I have finally (FINALLY!) managed to  find an application that can somehow change it into English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*throws confetti all around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;ll be able to understand exactly what the hell I am doing in my computer! OH JOY!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 14:52:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Trains And Forums</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&quot;In 2004, an anonymous user posted in a 2channel (a popular Japanese forum) thread for single men to bemoan their woes. According to his account, he had been sitting next to a young woman on the train when a drunken man entered the car and began bothering the other passengers, most of whom were female. When the drunk began to badger a particular woman, the poster took the risk of telling the man to stop bothering the passengers. The two struggled for a short time while the other passengers used this distraction to summon the conductor, who took control of the situation.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never having done such a thing in his life, the poster was amazed to find the woman thanking him deeply for saving her from harassment. The young woman requested his address, telling him that she wanted to express her appreciation for his act, before they parted ways. The poster, upon returning home, shared his experience with other posters in the thread and was eventually nicknamed &quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Densha Otoko&quot; (Train Man).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;A few days later, Densha Otoko received a package from the woman: an expensive set of cups and saucers made by Hermès. Flabbergasted, the man turned to the 2channelers for advice; he was soon convinced that the tea set was too expensive to be a mere thank-you gift. Following the advice and suggestions of the other posters, Densha Otoko eventually contacted the woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Densha Otoko had never been on a date before, he consistently posted updates on his situation, asking for advice on everything from restaurant choices to what clothing to wear. After an enjoyable first date, they began meeting regularly. Following the 2channelers&apos; collective advice, he got a haircut, updated his wardrobe, and began to emerge from his shell. After several dates, his demeanor had changed for the better and this culminated a few months later in his confessing his love for her. She reciprocated, and when the 2channelers were informed, there was a mass celebration; posts began flowing in congratulating the new couple, and extravagant Shift JIS art pictures were posted. Because 2ch has an enormous impact on net culture in Japan, this story quickly spread throughout the media.&quot; -- &lt;/i&gt;Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia.&lt;/p&gt;Since then, this story has been turned into a drama, a film, four manga (Japanese comics) adaptations, a theatrical play and a book. In fact, I&apos;ve just finished reading &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.onemanga.com/Densha_Otoko/&quot;&gt;one of the manga adaptations in OneManga.com&lt;/a&gt; just now and I have to say... D-A-M-N. I fully understood why it became so popular. Really guys, even if you aren&apos;t big fans of anime, manga or whatever, READ IT. Click the damn link! It&apos;s awesome. AWESOME, I TELL YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I kinda wish I was part of the actual 2channel forum back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! I&apos;m still a bit giddy over Densha Otoko&apos;s story... (FYI, since 2channel is an anonymous thread, the complete authenticity of the story is not yet clear... But who cares?! The story is an EPIC WIN!) *gushes*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!~</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 13:29:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Milk Cartons And Swedes</title>
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  <description>Right now, I&apos;m sitting here in front of my laptop, munching on some crackers and drinking low-fat milk straight from the 1L carton (where are my manners?). Ahh, I can say that life certainly is good.~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today is Bern&apos;s birthday. We had fun celebrating obviously. It all started with the surprise Teddy bear gift with matching cupcakes and balloons. After school, we headed -- where else? -- YELLOW CAB.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But instead of the usual fab 5, we became the savvy 7. It&apos;s because we now have two new members in the gang, Karla and Doodle. Well, the more the merrier. ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, back to YC. We ordered an 18&quot; barbecue chicken and onion pizza with an additional Charlie Chan Chicken Pasta. Wooh. I&apos;ve never felt this full since... well, the last time we ate there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that, we roamed around SM (the shed of some of the calories. LOL.) and did some major window shopping. LOL. As usual, JB was flooded with requests that he wear colored skinny jeans. He&apos;s our Barbie doll.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or is it Ken doll? Tch. Whatever. LOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Artwork is having a T-shirt design contest again. The mechanics changed this year so I need not to buy a new shirt if I want to enter. Just pay the Php 80.00 registration fee and viola! You&apos;re in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have an idea for the design actually. But I&apos;m gonna need Ninya&apos;s help.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yosh! We can do this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, as I was roaming around YouTube a while ago, I found a trailer for the movie be Kind Rewind starring Jack Black and Mos Def, and directed by Michel Gondry. I have actually seen this trailer a while back but it&apos;s so interesting I just had to put this in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Be Kind Rewind Official Trailer:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;8&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Director Michel Gondry&apos;s &apos;Swede&apos; Trailer: (Note: A swede is like a parody of a movie. It&apos;s a term found in the film.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;9&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOL at 1:07-1:20. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ah, Michel Gondry. I find him oddly charming and attractive. Maybe it&apos;s because of his eccentric style... Or maybe because of his cute French accent... I wanna watch his movies, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, The Science of Sleep (with English subs), and Be Kind Rewind. I swear this fascination for Gondry all started when I caught a glimpse of his commercial for HP. Here it is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;10&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;I dream a lot... But I&apos;m not a very good sleeper.&quot; - Michel Gondry, &apos;Eternal Dreamer&apos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brilliant.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 12:49:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This Entry Is Long Overdue</title>
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  <description>Like I said, this entry is long overdue. So many things happened this past week but unfortunately, I was to lazy to blog about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just accidentally pressed the enter button and I am now editing this so called &quot;posted&quot; entry. Strange enough, I didn&apos;t curse / blame the stupid computer for what just happened. I&apos;m feeling a bit passive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know... big shocker, isn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the too-lazy-to-blog-about-it part. I guess I&apos;ve changed a bit. I don&apos;t feel a tad guilty if I don&apos;t update as often as I like anymore (or should I say, at the moment?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;and more updates and rants under the cut...&quot;&gt;Okay, so let&apos;s go on to the updates. As you all probably know, my second year in college officially started last Monday. Surprisingly, we didn&apos;t know our professors in all of our subjects. Yes, this semester, there were no Sir Ps, no Sir Bruces and even no Miss Cheries, which was sad (ironically, the latter part just sounded a bit like &quot;miseries&quot;... LOL. Just kidding, Miss. ^^) It was a bit nerve-wracking but exciting at the same time. So far, I like my classes. I&apos;m especially looking forward to my Communication classes (both Interpersonal and Oral), Print Media and Photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninya now has a digital SLR of her own. And I have to say that I am so envious... Anyway, we decided to have a bit of fun last Wednesday. I&apos;m not going to say exactly what we did so tough luck if you&apos;re not Ninya&apos;s contact, because it&apos;s posted in her page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I visited ILEC a couple of days ago. Not much has changed, though Nestle is now working part-time since she also went back to school. Bea also told me that my former student Eileen is doing good in her classes. I was very glad when I heard that. Despite the fact that she&apos;s years older than me, (I think she&apos;s 26.) Eileen has become some sort of my baby since I was her first teacher when she came here in the Philippines. She didn&apos;t know much English so it took a while before she opened up to me. She also has a little inferiority complex and is terribly shy. I&apos;m really glad that she seems a bit more cheerful these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard it was Juno&apos;s last day yesterday. Boo. I didn&apos;t even get his email or even talk to him properly. I guess, it&apos;s pretty obvious here that I have a crush on him. Don&apos;t get me wrong, I wasn&apos;t shy around him or anything, it&apos;s just that we weren&apos;t close. Period.  On contrary to the belief that being quiet means they&apos;re not very good in English, I heard that he was pretty good. He just wasn&apos;t the type to have idle chit-chat with anybody. He just simply stood on a corner, smoking a cigarette, being all mysterious and looking every bit of the sexy mischief-maker that he is. *swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got to get a copy of his picture. Though honestly, he isn&apos;t that handsome but I find myself inexplicably attracted to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I can&apos;t believe that I just wrote that. I hope nobody from ILEC reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my current &lt;i&gt;current&lt;/i&gt; status, I&apos;ve rediscovered an old MTV cartoon called &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Daria.&lt;/span&gt; I wouldn&apos;t exactly say that it was old&lt;i&gt; old&lt;/i&gt;, but you know, it ran from 1997 to 2002 so, yeah... Whatever. Anyway, I remember watching this when I was a kid. Sad to say, I wasn&apos;t a fan back then (in the sense that I didn&apos;t appreciate it much due to the fact that I was a kid back then as opposed to not actually liking it...) but now after watching some episodes, I think it&apos;s cool. I&apos;m pretty sure that my inner child would want to be just like Daria... Anyway, (recently, I&apos;ve developed a habit of saying &quot;Anyway,&quot; at the start of practically every sentence I say. I say it so much that Ninya has been keeping tabs on how many times I say it...) Anyway, back to Daria. Here&apos;s a video of the first episode. Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;7&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;I&apos;ll let you in on a little secret...&quot;&gt;Speaking of MTV cartoons, I&apos;ll let you in on a little secret: when I was a kid, Beavis and Butt-head creeped the hell out of me. I didn&apos;t get any of the humor (if there was any) in the their show because I was strangely focused on how I felt like crying every time I see them on TV for more than 30 secs. Yup, that&apos;s how much these freaks weirded me out. I dunno, maybe it was the animation or their  trademark laughs. *shudders* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I think I still have that &quot;phobia&quot;. But I&apos;m too chicken to find out if it&apos;s still true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 14:25:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Unlucky Days And Laziness</title>
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  <description>First of all, happy Friday the 13th, you guys. I hope you guys had gone through the most unlucky day in your entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was my last day at work. I bawled for like, a couple of times, but mostly after school. We had a major photoshoot afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;Then, Nestle, Vermont, Noralyn and I went to grab a bite at J-Ritz. I received a couple of farewell gifts from my students (and don&apos;t worry, I gave something as well.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve also found a new friend. Her name&apos;s Bea. She&apos;s a little older than me but we hit it off almost instantly. Kinda like me and Vanessa when I started in ILEC. Anyway, I found out that she&apos;ll be the one inheriting my room. It was kinda cool. I even joked on how the resident lunatic (me) will be replaced by yet another lunatic (Bea). LOL. In a span of a week, she&apos;s already become some sort of a big sister. Though I think it&apos;s more of a twin sister than another older sibling. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lazy bug&apos;s got me so I&apos;ll just post a very detail account of the past week tomorrow ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Back to school in Monday. I dunno whether to fell excited or annoyed. LOL. Well, at least I get to see the gang again. Yay!~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 14:08:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Junebugs And Spirits</title>
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  <description>June&apos;s here again. Can&apos;t believe that summer&apos;s nearly over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already passed my resignation letter to ILEC&apos;s office a week ago. My official last day at work would be at the 13th. It wasn&apos;t actually a real shocker. We all knew that I was only there for the summer. I mean, I would still work there if my schedule allowed me to, but unfortunately, it didn&apos;t. Such a shame, really. I&apos;m gonna miss that place. Sure, I may still be able to visit (well, duh -- my school is literally across the street.) but it just wouldn&apos;t be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;More drama under the cut, I guess.&quot;&gt;After weeks of ignoring each other, Rowel and I finally talked. Actually, I was the one who approached and asked if we could have a private word (which was kinda ironic since he was the one who started the ignoring-thing.) Anyway, the whole reason behind this was that&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; wanted to make peace with him already. Okay, maybe &apos;make peace&apos; is a wrong term for it since we didn&apos;t exactly fight / argue... it was more like, I wanted to &apos;set things straight&apos; between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I was sorry if I intentionally or unintentionally hurt him and that I wanted to patch things up since I&apos;m leaving and I don&apos;t want to feel any awkwardness in the possible future encounters. He said that he understood and he was also sorry. He explained that he decided to ignore me because in his mind, it was the only way to forget about me. And that it was hard for him to accept that I wanted us to be friends first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn&apos;t blame him. Even I thought I was a little bit harsh when I turned him down. (Though Nestle and Noralyn said I wasn&apos;t.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the moment was suddenly ruined when somebody pushed me from behind (I was sitting on the metal railing of the staircase in the fire exit), causing me to stumble a bit and mutter a loud and solid &apos;P*tang*na!&apos;. I turned, ready to kill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to find out that it was my boss who did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he did it to emphasize the fact that sitting on the railings of metal staircases (especially when you&apos;re five floors up) is dangerous. He even had this teasing smirk on his face that completely gave him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remembered the little fact that this particular Korean boss of mine understood Tagalog. Especially the curse words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it was embarrassing. At least he wasn&apos;t a bit offended. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Rowel, he stopped by my room a few minutes later to properly end the conversation. He asked if things were now okay between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rowel:&lt;/b&gt; *puts out his hand* So, friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; *smiles a little and shakes his hand* Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rowel:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; *sighs* Yeah. Hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of things, I finally got to watch a decent video of &lt;i&gt;Spirited Away&lt;/i&gt;. Man, I have to say that it was one awesome movie. Chihiro / Sen is so cute (though I still can help but think of Lilo from the Disney movie, since they were voiced by the same person). Haku is quite charming as well. And I actually prefer Boh (the giant baby) as a mouse. I couldn&apos;t help but giggle at the part where he was running inside a spinning wheel like he was some sort of hamster. So kawaii.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the climax (and the best part) of the movie was when she remembered his real name then they held on to each other as they fell from the sky. The forehead-to-forehead gesture was completely &apos;Aww!&apos;-worthy. I was on the edge of my seat, silently cheering and screaming, &apos;Kiss! Kiss!&apos;. It was sad that they had to part ways. :( Not that I&apos;m complaining or anything, it&apos;s just that I was hoping there was a bit in the end that was sorta like a flash forward of Chihiro and Haku meeting... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; *cough* &lt;i&gt;sequel!&lt;/i&gt; *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might notice that I&apos;m not really as hyped as you expect me to be. Well, to tell you the truth, I actually love &lt;i&gt;Howl&apos;s Moving Castle&lt;/i&gt; more. Don&apos;t get me wrong, &lt;i&gt;Spirited Away&lt;/i&gt; is a work of art, an instant favorite if you ask me. Plot-wise, it was simple and the presentation is absolutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since HMC contained more romance in it... Well, you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, Howl or Haku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, THAT is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I bought a copy of Paulo Coelho&apos;s &lt;i&gt;Brida&lt;/i&gt; and Stephenie Meyer&apos;s &lt;i&gt;New Moon &lt;/i&gt;last Monday. Miss Bookworm is happy. Very happy. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 14:21:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Histories And Imports</title>
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  <description>I am now going through the agonizing -- and not to mention, humiliating -- process of importing EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ENTRY from my LiveJournal back into my Multiply site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You see, recently, my Internet history has been mysteriously wiped clean. So now, Multiply suffered from a slight amnesia and insists that my entries since last December &apos;07 have never been imported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely positively pissed off about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;ve imported everything (AGAIN) and now, the only simple task left is to erase EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ENTRY that has been double-posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life pretty much sucks right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my fellow LJ/Multiply bloggers, I know there&apos;s an automatic cross-post feature. I just don&apos;t use it since I had a very ugly experience regarding that fucking feature a few months ago. So there. I&apos;d rather be safe than sorry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 11:46:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Wizards And Moving Castles</title>
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  <description>Just finished watching &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.watch-movies.net/movies/howls_moving_castle/&quot;&gt;Howl&apos;s Moving Castle on watch-movies.net&lt;/a&gt;. Mind you, I started watching this afternoon at about 0145. It&apos;s a 2-hour movie so it&apos;s understandable that the time it took the movie to load was considerably longer... especially since the internet flow is not really fast compared to other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say, the wait was quite worth it. I loved the plot, the animation and basically everything else. Apart from Sophie and Howl, I found Calcifer, Markl, and Turnip Head quite endearing. I love, love, LOVE them!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli, THANK YOU SO MUCH for making such a wonderful masterpiece. This movie shot straight into my favorites list. ^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s forget about Edward Cullen at the moment. Wizard Howl is now the object of my current fan-girling. And, damn, with Christian Bale voicing him in the English version... Let&apos;s just say that he made Harry Potter look oh-so tween-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Howl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosh. Next week, I&apos;ll try to find and watch Spirited Away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go. I still have to call Danica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 14:46:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Surreal News And Missing Notebooks</title>
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  <description>I just got off the phone with Danica. I&apos;m still a little dazed about something that she told me. It&apos;s just too surreal to believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;I guess I&apos;m speechless.&quot;&gt;A guy from my old highschool -- JP, an incoming senior -- passed away yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know about the exact details, but Chie said he drowned while they were doing thesis-related stuff. Something about scuba-diving. I dunno. Gosh, I really find it hard to absorb the news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d be lying if I said we&apos;re close (he&apos;s two years my junior), but I knew the guy nonetheless. He seemed like the quiet but mischievous kind -- always smiling.&amp;nbsp; He was damn good at basketball even if he wasn&apos;t the tallest guy around. Sui and I would always joke about how he and his friends would always try to look cool (at least, that was what we thought) while they hanged around the corridors. From what I gathered, he was a nice guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though one thing&apos;s for sure, he had a whole life ahead of him. He&apos;ll be sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things happen for a reason, and now, the only thing we can do is to hope for his soul to find peace. I extend my condolences to all of his loved ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Seriously, I&apos;m going to wait until someone tells me that it is just a sick joke so that I can take this blog entry down ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My red Incredibles spiral notebook is still missing... Damnit, it has the extended version of one of my unposted fanfics! TT^TT</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 12:47:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of Headphones And Macedonias</title>
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  <description>I finally managed to buy a new pair of headphones since the ones that came with my iPod recently broke.~ It&apos;s in black so I&apos;m really satisfied with it. (I dunno why but lately, I&apos;ve been slowly reviving my long lost romance with the color black. But don&apos;t accuse me of jumping the emo bandwagon unless you want to suffer a slow and painful death by... something that kills you slowly and painfully. Black looks elegant, sophisticated and classy. Period.) Now if I can only find a way to change the colors of my iPod (metallic pink) and GameBoy (cobalt blue) too. That would be nice...^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; In case you&apos;re wondering, Macedonia is a salad or dish composed of small pieces of fruit or vegetable. In my family&apos;s case, we had both of them tonight. Grandpa made the vegetable Macedonia. He diced some tomatoes, green mangoes, and red onions then added a dash of salt and pepper. We ate it with rice, and even though it was just a simple dish, I found it extremely delicious.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I made the fruit Macedonia. It was Mom who introduced it to the family actually. She would include some of it in my packed lunch along with a few other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit it. Even if I was in senior year of high school, I still brought home-made lunch. My mom loves me THAT much. Teehee.~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was the best. My former classmates can attest to that. I swear, they were probably the biggest fans of my mom&apos;s cooking. Sometimes, I even think they like my mom more that they like me... LOL. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my mom, a lot of people already asked her why she&apos;s not yet in the food-business. Well folks, here&apos;s what she answers EVERY SINGLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I really don&apos;t like to cook. I just do it because I&apos;m supposed to.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Mom, that&apos;s real humble of you. The pasta, the paella, all of it was just a result of your experiments in the kitchen. And I am your very willing guinea pig. The story of my life. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason why I suddenly thought of making Macedonia was that I was shopping with Grandma this afternoon. We decided to buy some groceries and we passed by the fruit aisle so I figured,&amp;nbsp; &apos;What the heck, let&apos;s have some Macedonia for dessert!&apos;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there&apos;s really no particular reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hours later, I found myself chopping some bananas, green and red apples, and seedless grapes. Just add a large splash of pure calamansi (the sour green kind) juice and voila! A delectable dessert with a slight tangy kick. It&apos;s delicious! Try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smacks her forhead* Okay, did I just sound like an infomercial?!</description>
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