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Stories of Hope from Hangad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/SrgpQNKkN3I/AAAAAAAAACI/p7Ue9mPJDcE/s1600-h/3939687902_2b47d3e097_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/SrgpQNKkN3I/AAAAAAAAACI/p7Ue9mPJDcE/s400/3939687902_2b47d3e097_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384098712910051186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Everything In Its Time&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Songs &amp;amp; Stories of Hope from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hangad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 3 &amp;amp; 4, 7PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tanghalang Onofre Pagsanghan - Dulaang Sibol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ateneo de Manila High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Katipunan Avenue&lt;br /&gt;Loyola Heights, Quezon City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tickets Php 100 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;For reservations,  please email mail@hangad.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;www.hangad.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-7323018323814776751?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/7323018323814776751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=7323018323814776751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/7323018323814776751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/7323018323814776751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2009/09/everything-in-its-time-songs-stories-of.html' title='Everything In Its Time: Songs &amp; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/SKOqXN-0DvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_3bOlYECP_o/s320/FA-v1-with-watermark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234214507801480946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung aawit ako nang mag-isa, awit ko'y awitin nga ba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block off your calendars for Hangad: Noon at Ngayon, a 10th anniversary concert for Hangad's first album titled "Hangad". The show will feature inspirational and liturgical standards from Hangad's repertoire -- some in their original form, others with fresh new arrangements -- such as Panunumpa, Pananatili, and Pag-Ibig Ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the show features the launch of a commemorative 5-track CD, also titled Hangad: Noon at Ngayon, featuring new arrangements of well-loved songs mostly from Hangad's first album, plus the first-time release of the upbeat "Walang Ibang Hangad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hangad : Noon at Ngayon will be held at 7 PM on August 30, 31 and September 7, 2008, at the St Stanislaus Chapel of the Ateneo High School, Ateneo de Manila University, Katipunan Ave., Loyola Heights, Quezon City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tickets are at Php150, which covers entrance to the show and a copy of the commemorative CD "Hangad: Noon at Ngayon." Additional "Hangad: Noon at Ngayon" CD's can be purchased at Php100 each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Habambuhay iisa ang Hangad: umawit sa "Yo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;August 30, 31 and September 7, 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7:00pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;St Stanislaus Chapel of the Ateneo High School&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ateneo de Manila University, Katipunan Ave., Loyola Heights&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quezon City, Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-3895519587397301028?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/3895519587397301028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=3895519587397301028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/3895519587397301028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/3895519587397301028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2008/08/hangad-noon-at-ngayon.html' title='Hangad: Noon at Ngayon'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/SKOqXN-0DvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_3bOlYECP_o/s72-c/FA-v1-with-watermark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-2030002328799602497</id><published>2007-12-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:59:21.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inachus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=623577"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=623577" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-2030002328799602497?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/2030002328799602497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=2030002328799602497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/2030002328799602497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/2030002328799602497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/12/inachus.html' title='Inachus'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-4963894056193637538</id><published>2007-11-12T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:56:53.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek + Sensitive = ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/test24_1.php"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;What Kind of Guy Will You Fall For?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test24/the_geek.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You would fall part for the geek. If you're looking for love, consider spending a little more time studying up in the library.  To you, there's nothing more attractive than intelligence, shyness, and kindness; your future love may have four eyes and zero social skills, but he'll make up for it in brains and heart.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test24/the_sensitive_guy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You would fall part for the sensitive guy. You'll find your future man wherever turtlenecks are sold.  He will have depth, introspection, and a disturbing knowledge of musical theatre.  And he may be a little weird.  But hey, while your girlfriends cry over broken hearts, you'll be having Shakespeare read to you every night.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-4963894056193637538?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/4963894056193637538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=4963894056193637538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/4963894056193637538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/4963894056193637538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/11/geek-sensitive.html' title='Geek + Sensitive = ...'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-7479155028810541169</id><published>2007-09-21T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T10:09:28.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Afternoon Person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/afternoon.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find energy any time of the day ... or night!&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to be out and about when most other people are.&lt;br /&gt;Very early mornings or very late nights aren't really your thing.&lt;br /&gt;You're practically solar powered, and the afternoon is when do best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/"&gt;Are You a Morning Person or Night Person?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-7479155028810541169?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/7479155028810541169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=7479155028810541169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/7479155028810541169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/7479155028810541169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/09/afternoon-girl.html' title='Afternoon Girl'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-2454100084251709428</id><published>2007-09-21T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T10:09:04.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Choco Chinky</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are White Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/white-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are White Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;You are sweet, caring, and truly very innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Whether your naive ways are a bit of act or not, people like to take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;You are a quiet flirt, and your power is often underestimated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-2454100084251709428?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/2454100084251709428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=2454100084251709428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/2454100084251709428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/2454100084251709428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/09/white-choco-chinky.html' title='White Choco Chinky'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-5318637187004305087</id><published>2007-07-26T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:04:47.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Blag*</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Friendster Horoscope for July 26, 2007&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Aquarius (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="help"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div class="flo200"&gt; &lt;div class="ic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.friendster.com/images/horoscopes/aquarius_lg.gif" alt="Aquarius" title="Aquarius" border="0" height="83" width="83" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="dc"&gt; &lt;h3&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're a source of inspiration for someone. Bask in the glory of their admiration.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;In Detail&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're the source of inspiration for someone today -- bask in the glory of their admiration, and don't shy away from the spotlight that they're shining on you! This is your time at center stage, and it won't last long. Soak it up for as long as you can, and believe in your heart that you deserve every single accolade you get. Your fans should become your friends, too -- be nice to the people who appreciate you, and they will inspire you to grow to be even better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sabi ko na nga ba artistahin talaga ako, eh. Hindi ko lang pala imagination! wahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos kahapon ang sabi sa horoscope ko, mas magiging involved daw ako sa sinalihan kong grupo. Takutin pa ako at tinanong pa kung kakayanin ko kaya dahil makakaapekto raw iyon sa work, family, and whatever aspect pa ng buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In furnace, tumpak ang sinabi n'ya na may sinalihan nga akong grupo. I enrolled in the Photoworks photography workshop at The Garage yesterday. Kinabahan tuloy ako, lintik na horoscope yan. Tapos ngayon naman, may mga fans &amp;amp; admirers daw ako. How I wish. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, ngayon lang ulit ako nag-post ng nilalaman ng buhay ko. Well, dahil din kasi siguro kinakabahan ako para sa prayer session na inaayos ko para bukas. First time ito. *cold sweat* Pagod na ako from work at gusto ko nang magpahinga pero I still don't feel prepared. Halata naman siguro sa paraan ng pagsusulat ko ng entry na ito. (sabog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana matuloy ang lakwatsa ko bukas ng gabi. (Bea, save me from my insanity!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-5318637187004305087?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/5318637187004305087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=5318637187004305087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/5318637187004305087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/5318637187004305087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/07/blag.html' title='*Blag*'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-7682740815995700032</id><published>2007-06-14T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:40:14.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walang Ibang Hangad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://teej108.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RnCCwQoKCl0AADPnL-s1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.teej108.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RnCCwQoKCl0AADPnL-s1/rose_acapella_poster-5-21.gif?et=KVReCTf8NdarBLEQJqbgzw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watch Hangad's all a capella concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walang ibang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hangad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;July 8 and 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;EPCI Tower 1 Francisco Santiago Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P150 entrance fee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for inquiries, drop an email at mail@hangad.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-7682740815995700032?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/7682740815995700032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=7682740815995700032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/7682740815995700032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/7682740815995700032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/06/walang-ibang-hangad.html' title='Walang Ibang Hangad'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-4403160903852650197</id><published>2007-05-18T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:42:07.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visual DNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#3D3932" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#3D3932&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-78BCAFD1.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=the ordinary becomes extraordinary&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-0455EFC.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=music makes work 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sky. perfect combo.&amp;moodlabel=EASY RIDER &amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;amp;habitslabel=BACK TO BASICS&amp;uid=346184-43da&amp;amp;srv=iwebhd5" align="middle" height="240" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; text-align: center; width: 340px; height: 25px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=346184-43da&amp;srv=iwebhd5" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-4403160903852650197?l=bugita.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-4066565477913234760</id><published>2007-04-20T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:22:06.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Sonnet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/RihNvPqa0CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TzpoYq75erY/s1600-h/DGLDf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/RihNvPqa0CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TzpoYq75erY/s200/DGLDf.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055376055777021986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Sonnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;          &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;eliberate&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;entle&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;reamer          (&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;DGLDf&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;                Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sonnet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Get it? Composed?     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring &amp; careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;!-- begin exact opposite table --&gt;&lt;!-- end exact opposite table --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;                     Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span shmolor="red"   style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;ALWAYS AVOID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;The 5-Night Stand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;The False Messiah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;The Hornivore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;The Last Man on Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span shmolor="blue"   style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;CONSIDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;The Loverboy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;Link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: tahoma;" href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 32-Type Dating Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: tahoma;" href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;OkCupid&lt;/b&gt; - Free Online Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-4066565477913234760?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/4066565477913234760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=4066565477913234760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/4066565477913234760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/4066565477913234760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/04/sonnet-d-eliberate-g-entle-l-ove-d.html' title='Broken Sonnet'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/RihNvPqa0CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TzpoYq75erY/s72-c/DGLDf.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-3483177143364153812</id><published>2007-03-01T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T15:02:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Witnessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/ReZ3wUhKHcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/MpwE62lv3IQ/s1600-h/shallwedancepubb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/ReZ3wUhKHcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/MpwE62lv3IQ/s400/shallwedancepubb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036844905285688770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family: tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here's another excerpt from a movie. Shall We Dance is about a husband (Richard Gere) taking ballroom dancing lessons &amp; keeping it a secret from his family. His wife (Susan Surrandon) suspects that he is cheating &amp;amp; hires a private investigator to find out what her husband is really up to. In one meeting the wife had with the P.I., she asks him if he knows the reason why she got married. He guesses, "Love? Companionship?" and some other answers. The quote below is the reason she gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet... I mean, what does any one life really mean? But in marriage, you're promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things... all of it, all of the time, every day. You're saying, "Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-3483177143364153812?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/3483177143364153812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=3483177143364153812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/3483177143364153812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/3483177143364153812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/03/witnessing.html' title='Witnessing'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/ReZ3wUhKHcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/MpwE62lv3IQ/s72-c/shallwedancepubb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-696465171988774160</id><published>2007-02-26T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:58:28.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/ReKEoEhKHaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HyIy6eQMdE8/s1600-h/Hday_1024x768_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/ReKEoEhKHaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HyIy6eQMdE8/s400/Hday_1024x768_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035733157296086434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excerpt from THE HOLIDAY. The scene these lines were taken from was when Miles (Jack Black) just finished telling Iris (Kate Winslet) the vicious cycle he goes through with bad girlfriends. Iris tells Miles that she means it when she says she knows exactly how he feels. She empathizes with Miles in terms of unrequited love, as she is also trying to get over Jasper, who is now engaged but doesn't stop keeping in contact with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I understand the feeling as small &amp;&lt;br /&gt;as insignificant &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;as humanly possible,&lt;br /&gt;and how it can actually ache in places&lt;br /&gt;that you didn't even know you had inside you.&lt;br /&gt;and it doesn't matter how many haircuts you get or&lt;br /&gt;gyms you join or&lt;br /&gt;how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends,&lt;br /&gt;you still go to bed every night&lt;br /&gt;going over every detail&lt;br /&gt;and wonder what you did wrong or&lt;br /&gt;how you could've misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;And how in the hell for that brief moment&lt;br /&gt;you could think that you were that happy.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes you could even convince yourself&lt;br /&gt;that he'll see the light and&lt;br /&gt;show up at your door.&lt;br /&gt;And after all that,&lt;br /&gt;however long that may be,&lt;br /&gt;you'll go somewhere new,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll meet people that would make your life worthwhile again.&lt;br /&gt;And little pieces of your soul will finally come back.&lt;br /&gt;And all that fuzzy stuff,&lt;br /&gt;those years of your life that you wasted --&lt;br /&gt;that will eventually begin to fade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-696465171988774160?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/696465171988774160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=696465171988774160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/696465171988774160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/696465171988774160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/02/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/ReKEoEhKHaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HyIy6eQMdE8/s72-c/Hday_1024x768_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-6563987331442351518</id><published>2007-02-07T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T09:38:01.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intensified!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's been eons since I last posted anything substantial here. It's not that there's nothing to share about what's been happening in my life lately. It's mostly a matter of laziness that's keeping me from updating this blog. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;After months of enslaving myself to our family business, I finally decided to cut my over-extended vacation &amp; applied for a job. I got several call backs from companies I sent my CV to but I never went to interviews or to take exams. You could say that I was abusing my luxury of choice, but to me, I was doing just the opposite. No, it was not a matter of meeting the usual standards (e.g. salary, location of the work place, the company), but it was a matter of where I would be most happy. (Yes, my idealism still hasn't worn off.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Then late November 2006, I got a call from the Ateneo Placement Office, asking if I were interested in being Fr. Dan McNamara's assistant in the MINISTRY OFFICE. (Note that Ateneo's ministry office is actually called CAMPUS Ministry Office.) Surprised that there was at least an opening at CMO, I grabbed the opportunity &amp;amp; said yes. The day after, however, I got a call back, not from CMO, but from MANILA OBSERVATORY. After realizing that I was given the wrong information, I was asked by the person at the other end of the line if I were still interested with the job since it wasn't in CMO. I took a moment before answering, &amp; still, I ended up saying yes. Two days after, I came in to take some written evaluation &amp;amp; an initial interview. More that a week after, I got a call back from MO, informing me that I had passed the initial evaluation &amp; asked to come back for a panel interview two days after. And I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Obviously, I passed with flying colors (yabang! haha!) that's why I'm now working there for almost two months now. My bosses are great, &amp;amp; within a short span of time, I already had an easy rapport with most, if not all of the staff members. I'm not sure how long I will be staying there, but it already feels like home. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And now for a breather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The following segment is an excerpt from a situation report from ADMU's Physical Plant Office dated February 6, 2007. When I read this, I laughed my ass off! Read on to find out why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Last Monday night, 29 January, a taxi driver (former driver of a Loyola Schools student) &amp; a yaya were caught in an embarrassing situation in an isolated spot at the Northwest carpark. On Wednesday night, 31 January, a Nissan Sentra without an Ateneo sticker was found parked in an isolated spot again of the Northwest Carpark. Campus security managed to take pictures of the couple inside the car. However, the driver managed to start the car &amp;amp; dashed out of the campus, almost running down two guards who were stopping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking of vehicles entering the campus has been intensified.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;INTENSIFIED! Watta word! hahaha! (For me, the last sentence was the punchline of the entire segment. Ang babaw ko, ano?) Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350" style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is Film Noir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/film-noir.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're a little nihilistic at times?&lt;br /&gt;Life with meaning is highly over-rated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Sin City, L. A. Confidential, Blade Runner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: tahoma;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ah yes... I'm complicated in this way. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350" style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Musician&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/musician.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a rare combinations of talents: an ear for music, nimble fingers, and the willpower to practice.&lt;br /&gt;You could master almost any instrument you choose to play (if you haven't already!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: tahoma;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;WISH KO LANG! sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-6563987331442351518?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/6563987331442351518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=6563987331442351518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/6563987331442351518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/6563987331442351518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2007/02/intensified.html' title='Intensified!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-6197368548508050338</id><published>2006-12-04T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T19:23:10.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuddly-doo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-6197368548508050338?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/6197368548508050338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=6197368548508050338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/6197368548508050338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/6197368548508050338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/12/cuddly-doo.html' title='Cuddly-doo!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-8960086171622323231</id><published>2006-11-30T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:17:57.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am THE Star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Star&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-8960086171622323231?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/8960086171622323231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=8960086171622323231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/8960086171622323231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/8960086171622323231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-star.html' title='I Am THE Star!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-116133991392435134</id><published>2006-10-20T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:28.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labinlimang Hangad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/poster_2006AWishForChristmas_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/poster_2006AWishForChristmas_h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-116133991392435134?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/116133991392435134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=116133991392435134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/116133991392435134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/116133991392435134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/10/labinlimang-hangad.html' title='Labinlimang Hangad'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-115684948021382035</id><published>2006-08-29T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:27.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Chinky" gender="'f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Chinky Siy!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duelling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are Chinky Siy!--&gt; Fight Club ba ito? haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A thimbleful of Chinky Siy would weigh over 100 million tons.--&gt; t*ng ina 'to ah! oo na, malaki na ako! ipaggiitan pa raw...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The patron saint of Chinky Siy is Saint Eugenie!--&gt; Assumptionista ako?!? Oh my gad! I don't like to make tuhog the fishballs!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinky Siy is the largest of Saturn's moons!--&gt; lintik. kanina ka pa ah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The state nickname of Iowa is 'The Chinky Siy state'.--&gt; why not?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Chinky Siy was life size, she would stand 7 ft 2 inches tall and have a neck twice the size of a human.--&gt; pucha, palalakihin na nga ako lalo, di pa proportioned!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Zealand was the first place to allow Chinky Siy to vote.--&gt; rock on!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinky Siy does not have toes.--&gt; so, what the heck do I have -- hooves? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans have 46 chromosomes, peas have 14, and Chinky Siy has 7.--&gt; ako'y isang mababang nilalang... huhuhu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The canonical hours of the Christian church are matins, lauds, prime, terce, sext, none, Chinky Siy and compline.--&gt; canonical hour ako?? wtf?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-115684948021382035?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/115684948021382035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=115684948021382035&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115684948021382035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115684948021382035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/08/wtf.html' title='WTF?!?'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-115633217019228491</id><published>2006-08-23T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:27.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Vanity's Sake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just had to see how this would turn out if I used my digitally-enhanced graduation photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage" href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrity-collage.php" target="_blank" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 516px" height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/76/80/7680_63494f93ce44mbgpez17.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Zhang Ziyi&lt;/span&gt; again... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;86%&lt;/span&gt;!!! I'm sorry.. star-studded na ito! Grabe, baka ma-starstruck ako sa sarili ko 'pag tumingin ako sa salamin mamaya! wahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-115633217019228491?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/115633217019228491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=115633217019228491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115633217019228491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115633217019228491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-vanitys-sake.html' title='For Vanity&apos;s Sake'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-115625382376608766</id><published>2006-08-22T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:27.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabi na artistahin talaga ako, eh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;putek benta!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage" href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrity-collage.php" target="_blank" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 465px" height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/02/76/0276_18509280be44tyjs1602.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ito ang mas benta hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage" href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrity-collage.php" target="_blank" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 544px" height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/38/90/3890_9836ff03ce44r852v817.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sorry... Zhang Ziyi, Shiri Appleby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And of course... JERICHO ROSALES?!!? Di ba sabi nila yung mga magkahawig ang nagkakatuluyan? Paano ba yan, girls? Sorry na lang kayo! wahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-115625382376608766?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/115625382376608766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=115625382376608766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115625382376608766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115625382376608766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/08/sabi-na-artistahin-talaga-ako-eh.html' title='Sabi na artistahin talaga ako, eh!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-115392285495053698</id><published>2006-07-26T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:27.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Songs, 25 Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get your mp3 player &amp; put it on shuffle mode. Press play &amp;amp; listen to the first 25 songs. Use a line from each song to answer the following questions. NO CHEATING – use song #1 to answer question #1, &amp; so on. Try to keep the answers at least somewhat truthful.Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;1. What is your life like right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I’m so lost in my emotions.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I Fall So Deep – Gary Barlow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;2. What is your biggest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Sana’y pansinin ang tinig kong umaawit ng kundiman.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabay sa Ihip ng Hangin – Hangad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;3. What is one thing that would make you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“That moment I knew, you were the one I could spend my life with.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;My Boo – Usher &amp; Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;4. What is your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Long after the hillsides have crumbled away, there still My love will be.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Love Untold – Hangad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;5. Who are you in love with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“It all comes down to faith, that’s the way I see it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;God-Shaped Hole – Plumb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;6. What will your future be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I let it go.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kiss by Kiss – Emilia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;7. What is your family like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“’Pagkat ako ay para mong alipin.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nandito Ako – Lea Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;8. What is something that makes you feel sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I love to see (her) him smile back at me, &amp; I know (she) he is happy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;All These Things – Stephen Speaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;9. What was your childhood like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Makapangyarihan ang pag-ibig na hawak mo sa ‘yong kamay. Ikaw ang (diyos) diyosa at (hari) reyna ng iyong mundo. Matakot sila sa ‘yo.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Huwag Kang Matakot – Eraserheads (Orange &amp; Lemons cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;10. What is school like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Our days are full of passing faces, our hearts are bruised in many places, yet all shall be well.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;All Shall Be Well – Bukas-Palad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;11. How is your love life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“You’re switching sides like a Gemini.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She Bangs – William Hung (Michael V. cover haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;12. What is something that excites you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Isipin mo na lang na may nagmamahal sa ‘yo.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hey, Jay – Eraserheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;13. What is something you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Awiting malungkot, awiting masaya, dulot sa ati’y damdaming kakaiba.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hanggang sa Muli – The CompanY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;14. What is something you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Does he like me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like me&lt;/span&gt;, like I like him? Will we be friends or something more? I think he’s interested, but I’m not sure.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mix Tape – Kate Monster from Avenue Q, The Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;15. What is something you find attractive in the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I will not make the same mistakes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Because of You – Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;16. What is your best memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Be anyone you want to be, bring to life your fantasies.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Burn – Tina Arena (Nina cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;17. What is something that can make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I know you know what’s goin’ on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;6th Day Medley – 6th Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;18. What is something you’re guilty of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Maybe I’m just a sentimental fool bringing back memories from a photograph of you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Photograph – Ariel Rivera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;19. What’s the most fun you’ve ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I think I’ll follow the Voice that calls within, dance to the silent song It sings.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Pilgrim’s Theme - Hangad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;20. What’s something you want to do before you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Just a little bit of happiness, it is all that I wish.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wishes – Nathan Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;21. Something you want to say to your best friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Wishin’ all of my daydreams come true, now baby what am I to do?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Daydreamin’ – Tatiana Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;22. Something you want to say to your (crush) love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Every prayer has been answered… I could not ask for more than the love you give me ‘cause it’s all I’ve waited for.” (the whole song, actually.. ¤sigh¤)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I Could Not Ask For More – Edwin McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;23. Something you want to say to someone you hate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Makakaya ko ba kung tuluyang ika’y wala na at ‘di na makikita?” (rhetorical question haha evull!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wala Na Ba’ng Pag-ibig - Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;24. Something you want to say to someone you admire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Even the best fall down sometimes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Collide – Howie Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;25. Some last words you would like to give:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I wonder if it’s worth [it – ] me holdin’ on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Half Crazy - Musiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/clackers"&gt;Cla&lt;/a&gt; Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-115392285495053698?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/115392285495053698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=115392285495053698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115392285495053698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115392285495053698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/07/25-songs-25-questions.html' title='25 Songs, 25 Questions'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-115289195466654668</id><published>2006-07-15T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:27.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's All...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oo na, huli na ako sa balita. I just watched The Phantom of the Opera movie a couple of nights ago. I didn't watch it on Broadway when we were in New York, but after watching the movie, I could just imagine myself on the orchestra seat, tissue in hand, with tears flowing down my cheeks. The movie made me cry, particularly the famous romantic duet of Raoul &amp; Christine, &amp;amp; being the sentimental geek that I am, I'm pretty sure that I would sob my way throughout the play had I gone &amp; watched it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music speaks to my soul. Listening to music is such a spiritual experience for me. I am so moved that even in a live rock concert, you might catch me a bit teary eyed amidst a full auditorium dancing about. Raoul &amp;amp; Christine's duet is no exception. As of today, I've listened to the song for more than ten times already, and the intensity of the effect the song has on me just keeps on growing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL I ASK OF YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Phantom of the Opera OST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.bugita.multiply.com/song/1/46/full/U2FsdGVkX19iFjPfQ0OUKVbD26yHrRy5uyQv9Xh5Zo63gxW,zZD5Nw==/All%20I%20Ask%20Of%20You%20-%20Gerard%20Butler%20&amp;amp;%20Emmy%20Rossum%20(The%20Phantom%20Of%20The%20Opera%20Movie%20OST).mp3"&gt;click to download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RAOUL&lt;br /&gt;No more talk of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Forget these wide-eyed fears.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, nothing can harm you -&lt;br /&gt;my words will warm and calm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your freedom,&lt;br /&gt;let daylight dry -your tears.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, with you, beside you,&lt;br /&gt;to guard you and to guide you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Say &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; love me every waking moment,&lt;br /&gt;turn my head with talk of summertime&lt;br /&gt;Say &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;need me with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, now and always&lt;br /&gt;promise me that all &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; say is true -&lt;br /&gt;that's all I ask of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAOUL&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter,&lt;br /&gt;let me be your light.&lt;br /&gt;You're safe: No-one will find you&lt;br /&gt;your fears are far behind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All I want is freedom,&lt;br /&gt;a world with no more night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;, always beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;to hold me and to hide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAOUL&lt;br /&gt;Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Let me lead you from your solitude&lt;br /&gt;Say you need me with you here, beside you&lt;br /&gt;anywhere you go, let me go too - Christine,&lt;br /&gt;that's all I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Say &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'ll share with me one love, one lifetime&lt;br /&gt;say the word and I will follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Share each day with me, each night, each morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Say &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAOUL&lt;br /&gt;You know I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Love me - that's all I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go let me go too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE ME &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that's all I ask of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-115289195466654668?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/115289195466654668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=115289195466654668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115289195466654668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115289195466654668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/07/thats-all.html' title='That&apos;s All...'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-115235887615875222</id><published>2006-07-08T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:26.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Puns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stolen from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://merrie125.blogspot.com/2006/05/jokes-that-started-with-few.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Merrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few... ---------- lo pascual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if... ---------- fagfatawad mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed her... ---------- dj can i make a request, pwede ba yung love song ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuwing... ---------- kol tuwingkol litol star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joseph... ---------- fruit gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jewel... ---------- turre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anchor... ---------- tis.. anchor-ny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below... ---------- tin mo akow ng hiwaga ng iyong pagmamahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gems... ---------- yap! james k n b? yap yap yap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda... ---------- top of the world looking down on creation and the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back... ---------- tumibok ang puso wala ka nang magagawa kundi sundin ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, busy?... ---------- D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many... ---------- pacquiao, sosyal ka hah, slang slang ka pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some... ---------- milby, o bat biglang nawala slang mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when your dreams seem so far away..&lt;br /&gt;when everything seems so distant..&lt;br /&gt;just reach hard... ---------- gomez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto lang ang masasabi ko sa mga jokes na ito..&lt;br /&gt;super duper korny na... ---------- sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyork nyork nyork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-115235887615875222?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/115235887615875222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=115235887615875222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115235887615875222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/115235887615875222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/07/fun-with-puns.html' title='Fun with Puns!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114926300358680068</id><published>2006-06-02T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:26.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Now? Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://beaditz.livejournal.com/27309.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bea's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; recent post about life after graduation. It got me thinking about my own situation again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I received two e-mails from two different organizations hiring fresh graduates. Having been fortunate enough to come from a prestigious university, I just realized how lucky I am to be able to literally sit &amp; wait for opportunities to come to my doorstep. There are a lot of people out there who NEED to get jobs for their families but couldn't because the good jobs are reserved for people like me. Sometimes I feel that I don't deserve all of this. I probably don't. But those people out there who've been looking for jobs since forever to provide for their families don't deserve that kind of hardship either. It's just not fair. It's not fair that I get several opportunities to pursue my crazy ideals while there are others who cannot even afford to HAVE ideals. That's not right at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One e-mail was from a Fortune 500 company. Well-established, pays well, great benefits. They're looking for someone to work at Human Resources -- something that I have a lot of experience with in my college organization. It's also a bonus that I took a Training course as my Psych elective in senior year. Although I have some aptitude for this type of work, I don't feel that it's a job that I'd love &amp; would fight for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The other one was from an NGO aimed at public education. Still young but pretty established, have no idea if they'll be paying. They're looking for a Communications Officer or something like that. I like people. I love being with people. I communicate well with all kinds of people. Plus their cause is something that I'm very passionate about. BUT they want a sample of a written work. Back in grade school, I was told that I wrote well, but definitely not the same case in recent years. Maybe I write good formal letters, which is something that I have quite an experience with, but other than that, I have nothing Palanca-Award worthy to submit. And I don't know how to make posters using Photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The question in one of my previous posts still stands: WHAT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought that things would be clearer to me once I've graduated. I've planned it all out before even graduating from grade school. Amazingly, everything went according to plan, right up to graduation day last March. Now that it's all finally over, I'm quite surprised at how clueless I really am to dealing with the world, the REAL world. I've always seen myself as sensible, responsible, adaptable, a girl with a good head on her shoulders. But during my four years in college, I've come to know about the scared little girl inside me, afraid of trying out &amp; doing things on her own, afraid of being alone. I guess I've still got a lot more growing up to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is ALWAYS more complicated than we think. I'm just glad that we learn something new about it every now &amp;amp; then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114926300358680068?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114926300358680068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114926300358680068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114926300358680068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114926300358680068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-now-part-2.html' title='What Now? Part 2'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114915502680393614</id><published>2006-06-01T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:26.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nakaw again from Nanan (ito ang gawain ng mga unemployed haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head? Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people. Don't changethe names you've written once you start answering the questions. Ready, Start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nono 2. Nanan 3. Beatot 4. Michee 5. Bea s. 6. TJ 7. Kia 8. Lota 9. Francis 10. Benj 11. Bodi 12. Cheenee 13. Cla 14. Vianx 15. Ruthie 16. Nicolo 17. Matts 18. Rica 19. Koonce 20. Teehankee 21. Rai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 14? ACIL&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6? mabubuhay naman siguro ako.. probably one good friend less.. naks!&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? why not?! tapos kami naman ni Lota wahaha&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 5? syempre, best friend ko yan eh. haha&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 12 make a good couple? ay. micheenee. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 8: loka-loka, jologs, marunong makinig, creative, intelligent, masipag&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think 13 is attractive? aba oo! lahat ng friends ko attractive! haha!&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me something about 17: masarap kasama sa tawanan -- kabag ang aabutin mo!&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 4's family members? met her kuya once. *drool*&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 21's favorite color? blue&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 18 just confessed s/he liked you? sabi ko nga ba bakla ka eh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;12. what language does 20 speak? Tagalog. English.&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with? 8. e mag-asawa na yan eh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 16 in? senior year college&lt;br /&gt;15. When's the last time you talked to 13? wow. tagal na!&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 2's favorite band? Eraserheads -- With A Smile! Doo-do-doo-doooo!!&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 7? naka-ilang dates na kami nyan, even before Benj. haha!&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date 12? why not? MemRel rules!&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 15 single? hmm. di ko alam. hehe&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 19's last name? Santos&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 11? iba gusto nya eh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;22. What school does 3 go to? e graduate na sya eh&lt;br /&gt;23. Where does 15 live? bicol!&lt;br /&gt;24. What's your favorite thing about 10? mahal nya si Kia! yikee!&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen number 1 naked? ay. skandalo ito! wahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114915502680393614?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114915502680393614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114915502680393614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114915502680393614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114915502680393614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/06/21-names.html' title='21 Names'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114915405174001899</id><published>2006-06-01T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:26.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ateneo Cross-List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nakaw (na naman) kay Nanan at kay Lem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) eat at Manang’s (liempo, donut, biko)&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn the alma mater song (school spirit! wahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) get on the dean’s list (huhu)&lt;br /&gt;( ) sleep on a bench&lt;br /&gt;( ) be a TNT!&lt;br /&gt;( ) jog around the campus in the evening&lt;br /&gt;(x) visit the art gallery (once)&lt;br /&gt;(x) know at least one xerox lady (ate alma, ate jenny, ate evelyn, ate imelda)&lt;br /&gt;(x) get a Jesuit for a teacher (Dacanay forever!!!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) itch from higad bites (i survived!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) have gotten an F in something (curse you, Math 12!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) have taken a crap in school&lt;br /&gt;( ) watch a La Salle vs. Ateneo UAAP game (sa TV ba counted? wahehehe)&lt;br /&gt;(x) give a powerpoint presentation&lt;br /&gt;(x) study in the caf (iba talaga pag cramming na)&lt;br /&gt;(x) watch a T.A play (parang nakanood ako. di ko lang matandaan kung ano.)&lt;br /&gt;( ) sit on the SEC ledge and watch the stars&lt;br /&gt;(x) eat in Full House, Martha’s Kitchen, and Ken Afford (sara na yung full house and martha's nung 1st year kami)&lt;br /&gt;(x) sleep in the lib (pag nagpapakanerd)&lt;br /&gt;( ) visit Mr. San Andres&lt;br /&gt;(x) go to the chapel&lt;br /&gt;(x) have gotten a pebble stuck in your shoe/slippers in the middle of the quad (lalo na ngayon!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) cut class with your block to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;(x) sign up for those institutional (i.e. difficult but brilliant)(Dacanay rules!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) go to CERSA night&lt;br /&gt;(x) have tried siomai rice&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn how to smoke&lt;br /&gt;(x) fall in love (talaga lang ha? haha!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) actually read the book you keep borrowing from the lib&lt;br /&gt;(x) play cards during your free time (sa ACIL ako natuto ng pusoy dos!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) dress in business attire (wretched orals &amp;amp; defense)&lt;br /&gt;(x) learn to stay awake for more than 24 hours straight (mornangs galore!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) have gotten side comments from ASSOC&lt;br /&gt;( ) take (and enjoy) Saturday classes&lt;br /&gt;(x) go to your immersion&lt;br /&gt;(x) eat Food for Thought sandwiches (wheat bread, salami, lettuce, egg, tomato! Nanan's Special! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) get a boyfriend/girlfriend again (hmm. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) take time to read the vandalism in the CR doors&lt;br /&gt;( ) watch "Minsan Lang Sila Bata" and "Macho Dancer" for class (high school pa)&lt;br /&gt;(x) do a last minute paper&lt;br /&gt;(x) have spent a lot for 1x1 ID pictures&lt;br /&gt;(x) get exempted from final exams (History 166 under Dr. Totanes)&lt;br /&gt;(x) attend a college mass&lt;br /&gt;( ) promise to quit smoking&lt;br /&gt;( ) play hide-and-seek in the mini-forest&lt;br /&gt;(x) know where the best restrooms are on campus (well, renovated na ang mga banyo)&lt;br /&gt;(x) join an org (go ACIL!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) allow yourself to make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(x) take summer classes (make-up for my Math 12, practicum)&lt;br /&gt;(x) admire the sacred heart statue in the evening&lt;br /&gt;( ) make a video for a project&lt;br /&gt;( ) have a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;(x) attend a Jesuit retreat&lt;br /&gt;( ) have gotten a parking ticket&lt;br /&gt;(x) come to school in your crappiest yet most comfy clothes (esp freshman year)&lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to use the Bayantel pay phones&lt;br /&gt;(x) participate in school activities&lt;br /&gt;(x) catch the Blue Babble Battalion tryouts (sa caf)&lt;br /&gt;( ) date an Atenean&lt;br /&gt;(x) ride a tricycle on campus&lt;br /&gt;(x) find a tambayan painting room! (sa old ACIL Rm. sa now inexistent Colayco Hall)&lt;br /&gt;(x) admire the marikina valley at night (from the LHS Titanic)&lt;br /&gt;( ) go drinking along Katipunan&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn how to beg for a higher grade&lt;br /&gt;(x) use your cuts wisely (i barely cut class)&lt;br /&gt;(x) volunteer to be class beadle (Theo 141 under Dr. Tejido)&lt;br /&gt;(x) had the worst lottery schedule for reg&lt;br /&gt;(x) admire the trees on campus&lt;br /&gt;( ) have forgotten about your freecut and gone to that class&lt;br /&gt;(x) eat in the ISO canteen&lt;br /&gt;(x) be active in your org (iisa na nga lang eh, tatamarin pa ako. haha)&lt;br /&gt;( ) have signed up on an ACP class just because the girl or guy u like signed up for it (once lang nag ACP)&lt;br /&gt;( ) get as many app forms as you can during the job fair (di ko pinuntahan!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to cram&lt;br /&gt;( ) sell tickets (or watch) an org-sponsored movie premiere&lt;br /&gt;( ) save money to Xerox all of your seatmate’s notes&lt;br /&gt;(x) have accidentally seen a make-out session (di pa nga by accident yun eh haha)&lt;br /&gt;(x) check out the Meron Lagoon and Lambingan Bridge&lt;br /&gt;( ) have dozed off in class in Bel right after a class in CTC/SOM/Comm. Bldg or vice-versa&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn how to work with groupmates from hell&lt;br /&gt;( ) perfect the art of parking on campus&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a bad encounter with one of the guards on campus&lt;br /&gt;(x) develop a love for sisig&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn how to pronounce "AEGIS" properly&lt;br /&gt;( ) have used typing rooms at the library&lt;br /&gt;(x) have reserved a classroom, AVR, etc. for a class or org function&lt;br /&gt;( ) have asked the library for an endorsement to research in other libraries&lt;br /&gt;( ) have lost a perfectly functioning umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;(x) have used consultation hours properly&lt;br /&gt;(x) Looked forward to lab breakage refund, in case you didn’t break any equipment&lt;br /&gt;(x) visit the Guidance Office and Infirmary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114915405174001899?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114915405174001899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114915405174001899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114915405174001899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114915405174001899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/06/ateneo-cross-list.html' title='Ateneo Cross-List'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114915077286796027</id><published>2006-06-01T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:26.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What have I been up to these past few weeks since I got back from the US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. gave out my pasalubong&lt;br /&gt;2. helped around in the family business&lt;br /&gt;3. watched a few DVDs (e.g. Constantine, The Virgin Suicides)&lt;br /&gt;4. met up with friends&lt;br /&gt;5. weekends with the family&lt;br /&gt;6. bummed around the house&lt;br /&gt;7. currently reading 'Wicked' by Gregory Maguire (which inspired the hit Broadway musical that I never got to watch)&lt;br /&gt;8. ignored several job opportunities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am guiltily avoiding getting a job. Guilty, because I haven't gotten around to being the responsible daughter that I am. Guilty, because I can actually afford to take a break while most people, some of them my friends, have been busting their butts at work a few weeks right after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I do not plan on being like this (a bum) all my life. I just feel that I'm in a point where I'm not sure which step to take next. Do I compromise my dreams &amp; settle for an available job that I can easily do &amp;amp; would no doubt please my family? I'm just afraid that if I get into something so far from what I really want, I might not be able to get out anymore. So what's keeping me from pursuing my dream? The timing, fear of disapproval. Those kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say the timing isn't right. What am I to do NOW? I guess that's what's really bugging me right now. No, I'm not bored with the stress-free conditions that I have set myself up with. I guess after all the things I have done to enjoy myself, the hype's settling down &amp; I'm starting to hear Reality's faint knocking on my door to actual adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably answer it when I hear the doorbell. Until then, I'm just going to sit back, iPod on ears, &amp;amp; 'Wicked' in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114915077286796027?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114915077286796027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114915077286796027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114915077286796027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114915077286796027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-now.html' title='What Now?'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114890939458411535</id><published>2006-05-29T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Fishy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.shootdmoon.multiply.com/movie/2/1148908967/2.3gp/MOV00007.3gp?enctoken=U2FsdGVkX18Pin9LHcDVXCXY.MAdLyLZjq2O2hWggI2,8.4RVYuigQ=="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ang kabaliwan ng mga ACILista habang naghihintay tumila ang ulan sa Something Fishy sa Eastwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114890939458411535?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114890939458411535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114890939458411535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114890939458411535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114890939458411535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/05/somethings-fishy.html' title='Something&apos;s Fishy...'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114837247180832792</id><published>2006-05-23T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakaw kay Nanan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/85620005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/320/85620005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/320/04.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/F1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/320/F1010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/F1010004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/320/F1010004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss you, ACIL peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huhuhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114837247180832792?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114837247180832792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114837247180832792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114837247180832792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114837247180832792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/05/nakaw-kay-nanan.html' title='Nakaw kay Nanan'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114809879961965506</id><published>2006-05-20T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biyaheng Hangad 2006 Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sobrang dami pa ng mga pictures namin actually. Marami kaming may dala ng camera. I'll upload more pix as soon as I get a hold of my copy of the compiled pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bugita.multiply.com/photos/album/6"&gt;Chicago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bugita.multiply.com/photos/album/7"&gt;Orlando&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bugita.multiply.com/photos/album/8"&gt;New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bugita.multiply.com/photos/album/9"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss ko na kayo, Hangad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114809879961965506?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114809879961965506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114809879961965506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114809879961965506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114809879961965506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/05/biyaheng-hangad-2006-pictures.html' title='Biyaheng Hangad 2006 Pictures'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114804192591870244</id><published>2006-05-19T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Jersey, New York, Los Angeles</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Jersey/New York:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. commuted from La Guardia Airport in New York to Jersey City via rented van &amp; subway while lugging our bags (there were 16 of us, so we were quite a sight to look at)&lt;br /&gt;2. saw Ground Zero (World Trade Center)&lt;br /&gt;3. slept in a convent (trial ba ito for my future? why nat?!)&lt;br /&gt;4. met the other wonderful Hangad members who are now based in the US&lt;br /&gt;5. learned how to commute from Jersey City to New York City (take Bus 51!)&lt;br /&gt;6. commuted from 14th St. in New York City to Jersey City via subway &amp;amp; bus... BY MYSELF! Ü&lt;br /&gt;7. ate New York street food!&lt;br /&gt;8. ate lunch at Central Park &amp; lounged at Sheep Meadow (while sighting some hot bods haha!)&lt;br /&gt;9. BROADWAY!!! (Mamma Mia!, Avenue Q, &amp;amp; Sweeney Todd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Los Angeles/Torrance:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. went to Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills (kaso puro designer shops pala ron. my gad!)&lt;br /&gt;2. went to Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;3. shopped at a bargain CD store (WINNER!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. finally got to buy myself some clothes from a bargain store&lt;br /&gt;5. Bath &amp; Body Works shopping spree! (Thank you, Mother's Day Weekend Sales! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;6. finally got to eat a corn dog&lt;br /&gt;7. tasted a lime lemonade (talap!)&lt;br /&gt;8. watched MI:3 in Westside Mall&lt;br /&gt;9. eaten Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough (ang natatanging pinunta ko sa States!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Favorite Hangad Highlights:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. expanded my vocabulary (e.g. BORKY means 'scary' *don't ask me why*)&lt;br /&gt;2. noticed that the sound technicians I worked with during the concerts had common names (e.g. John, Bob, Tim, Neil)&lt;br /&gt;3. got to be 'backstage' &amp; 'behind the scenes' with great performers! (ala 'Almost Famous' effect)&lt;br /&gt;4. spent a marvelous 4 weeks with some of God's most precious messengers of love &amp;amp; grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deux, Clare, Meechee, Mariel, Teen, Rose, Elaine, JC, Louis, Migs, Prime, Ron, Toby, &amp; of course Mother Domi, Ernest, TJ, &amp;amp; Bea:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for being so accomodating, warm, &amp; patient with me. The memories you have shared with me will always be remembered &amp;amp; cherished. Congratulations to all of you, for your past, present, &amp;amp; future achievements. Kita-kita na lang sa mata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pix to follow (ang dami kasi!)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114804192591870244?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114804192591870244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114804192591870244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114804192591870244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114804192591870244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-jersey-new-york-los-angeles.html' title='New Jersey, New York, Los Angeles'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114686763486782167</id><published>2006-05-06T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando, Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual, ililista ko muna yung mga highlights ng trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Disneyworld!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping at Waterford&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopping at Premium Outlets&lt;br /&gt;4. Cleo the golden retriever&lt;br /&gt;5. Dudoy the little boy!&lt;br /&gt;6. Yo momma jokes with Christian&lt;br /&gt;7. The best sound system we've had for the tour!&lt;br /&gt;8. The heat in Orlando!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tito George, if you're reading this, pasensya na at ito lang ang nasulat ko. Ngayon lang kasi ako nakapag-update ng blog. Medyo lumipad na ang mga memories ko about our trip there. Ang hindi ko talaga makalimutan ay yung INIT! Para palang Pilipinas ang weather doon. Oo, lumalamig sa gabi, pero grabe ang heat! Now I know bakit Miami Heat ang pangalan ng team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Ching, Tito Amador, Jamie, Tita Tess, Tito Dante, Tito George, Tita Lea, Tita Mina: THANK YOU! Grabe, kahit inaapi nyo ang pagsho-shopping ko, ok lang. I really enjoyed your company, pati na ang yummy food, syempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now in New Jersey, pero most of our gimiks are to New York City. Teaser about what I've been doing so far: BROADWAY! Matts, lagi kitang naaalala pag nanonood ako! Sobrang ma-e-enjoy mo talaga ang mga napanood ko! Kwento &amp;amp; pix soon! Hirap kasi mag-upload. Maraming gustong mag-internet. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114686763486782167?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114686763486782167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114686763486782167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114686763486782167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114686763486782167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/05/orlando-florida.html' title='Orlando, Florida'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114603387342753620</id><published>2006-04-26T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago, Illinois</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm actually not in Chicago right now. I'm in Schaumburg, which is mostly a suburban area. But we did go to Chicago to do some sight-seeing. Before I start getting into detail, I'll enumerate the highlights of this part of the tour:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Had me &amp; my stuff go through a SPECIAL inspection at the airport in Minnesota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Went out for a long walk with 34 degrees Farenheit (about 3-4 degrees Celsius)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Bought DVDs from Virgin Records (Now &amp;amp; Then; The Virgin Suicides)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Walked down along Michigan Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Went to the Water Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Went to Millennium Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Went to the Art Institute of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Went to the Shedd Aquarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Ate lunch at Quizno's Sub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Tulips EVERYWHERE! As in equivalent sya ng santan sa Pilipinas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Ate Chicago-style pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. Kumanta sa Magic Sing ng Breakout  by Swing Out Sister, as a submission to the drunken whims of the Hangad members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ibang-iba ang Filipino community dito sa Illinois. Sobrang close at parang mga bagets pa na tipong mahilig mag-inuman at mag night out. Ang kukulit pa, especially Tita Raquel! Sana mas matagal pa kami dito sa Illinois. Bitin. Salamat talaga kina Tita Aleli &amp; Tita Elisa sa lahat ng tulong at tsismis, kay Tita Nida sa pagsundo at paghatid sa airport, kay Tito Boy at Tito Ben sa kakulitan din, at kay Tito Jess sa phone card, lotion, at fabulous picutures. Madami pa silang dapat kong pasalamatan, kaso bangag na ako at pinipilit ko na lang itong tapusin. Maaga na naman ang flight to Orlando in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Roomies ko pala sina Bea (yehey!) &amp; Clare. Back in Minnesota, I was in the same house as JC, TJ, &amp;amp; Deux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nabigyan pala ako ng $50 from Ernest &amp; Trin (of Hangad) as part of my share of the pocket money they gave us. So, I have already spent a total of $102.84 so far on this US trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114603387342753620?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114603387342753620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114603387342753620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114603387342753620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114603387342753620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/04/chicago-illinois.html' title='Chicago, Illinois'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114559636566258329</id><published>2006-04-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minneapolis, Minnesota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe na ito! Imagine, 32 hours ang travel from Manila to Minneapolis! Kangaragan! Manila - Guam - Hawaii - Los Angeles - Houston - Minneapolis. 5 planes. Goodness. At kailan ako nahilo? Before the plane landed in Minneapolis. Lakas ng turbulence (Fun with Puns: TURBELENCE? Yun ba yung sinasakyan pag may emergency?) probably because of the wind. Kalamigan dito! Walang binatbat ang Baguio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Minnesota Highlights:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fruits with cottage cheese (Lota, specialty ng Minnesota ang cheese. Heaven ito for you!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to Como Park (saw polar bears doing backstrokes on the pool, lions doing a quickie [NO JOKE])&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to the Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to the Capitol&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to the Mall of America (rode a ferris wheel for the first time, bought souvenirs)&lt;br /&gt;6. Touched hale (I have a picture to prove it! Will show you soon!)&lt;br /&gt;7. See my breath coming out of my mouth because of the cold weather&lt;br /&gt;8. Heard a tornado warning (loud siren), but with no one seeming to be bothered by it&lt;br /&gt;9. Saw a White Castle branch! Harold &amp; Kumar! wahaha!(I think we might eat there tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hosts are so hospitable! Thank you very much to the Hiess Family! I'm still not over the book Tita Judith bought for me at Barnes &amp;amp; Knoble without my even asking. Oh, &amp; the Godiva chocolate bar. *drool* But I'm saving it for my mom. She loves that chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for myself, I bought a pink Minnesota shirt &amp;amp; a Minnesota star keychain (apparently Minnesota is the North Star state) Apart from that, it's also the state with 10,000 lakes. No joke. As in may lakes everywhere, kahit sa tabi ng highway. Parang malalaking puddles na kalat-kalat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, past midnight na rito. I need to rest na kasi concert na bukas sa Basilica. My gad, ang laki ng simbahan. No room for error! The pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagastos ko pa lang so far sa aking US trip ay $30.86. Basta sa L.A. &amp; New York na lang ako mag-splurge para malapit na kami umuwi nun. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bugita.multiply.com/photos/album/5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures!!!Ü&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114559636566258329?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114559636566258329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114559636566258329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114559636566258329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114559636566258329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/04/minneapolis-minnesota.html' title='Minneapolis, Minnesota'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114527311605342324</id><published>2006-04-17T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Easter Journey: Biyaheng Hangad 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apr 21, 2006, Friday, 8:00PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basilica of Saint Mary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hennepin Avenue &amp; 16th Street, Downtown Minneapolis&lt;br /&gt;MN Minneapolis, Minnesota&lt;br /&gt;Call (612) 317-3507&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apr 22, 2006, Saturday, 7:30PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Hubert Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;729 Grand Canyon St.&lt;br /&gt;Hoffman Estates, Illinois&lt;br /&gt;Contact HangadChicago@yahoo.com or (847) 287-5291&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Apr 28, 2006, Friday, 7:30PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Joseph Catholic Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1501 N Alafaya Trail&lt;br /&gt;Orlando, FL 32828&lt;br /&gt;Call Tess Gabriel at (407) 275-6461; Mina Bailey at (321) 946-1495; George Tunaya at (407) 382-1471; or Father Rex at (407) 929- 0577&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May 6, 2006, Saturday, 3:00PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Anne’s Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3545 Kennedy Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;Jersey City, New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;Call Rick Rivera at (201) 779-9114&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 7, 2006, Sunday, 5:00PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chapel of San Lorenzo Ruiz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;378 Broome St.&lt;br /&gt;New York, New York 10013&lt;br /&gt;(Mass and mini-concert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May 13, 2006, Saturday, 2:00PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First United Methodist Church of Torrance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1551 El Prado St.&lt;br /&gt;Torrance, California&lt;br /&gt;Call Rose Domingo (310) 880-3610 or Josie Bada (310) 962-3929&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114527311605342324?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114527311605342324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114527311605342324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114527311605342324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114527311605342324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-journey-biyaheng-hangad-2006.html' title='The Easter Journey: Biyaheng Hangad 2006'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114467618740509689</id><published>2006-04-10T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:25.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You asked for it, you got it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dahil natamaan ako sa comment ni Cheenee about not updating my blog, eto na. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obvious naman siguro sa previous post ko na napakaganda ng experience ko sa 8-Day Ignatian Retreat ko sa Baguio. Kakaibang experience sya, friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oo nga pala, I graduated last March 25. Pero backtrack lang muna sa Baccalaureate Mass nung March 24. Astig, si Fr. Dacanay ang homilist. At ang choir, da bomb! (Syempre mga friendships ko nandun haha! Heller Nanan, Eds, TJ!) Pero syempre astig yung kumanta ng Responsorial Psalm, si TJ. I felt so proud, kahit na halos murahin nya ako after the Mass kasi nakita pala nya akong humahagikhik habang kumakanta sya. haha! But the most memorable thing about that day was Fr. Dan speaking in Tagalog in front of everyone after the Mass to announce some things about the graduation practice that afternoon. Winner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the Mass, Beatot, Sherwin, Hazel, Arjay, Eds, Nanan, &amp; I went to Eastwood to grab some grub before our scheduled graduation practice. We ended up eating at Serye. Yummy! I was able to ride in two of Sherwin's Benz's, one 2-door, &amp;amp; one SLK. Deym! Funny thing though, we arrived late for the practice because Arjay's car got a flat &amp; Sherwin had to help fix it. Funniest part was when we were hurrying to go back to school, Sherwin realized that he didn't have his mobile phone with him. We tried calling it &amp;amp; could hear it ringing faintly but we just couldn't seem to find where it is. It turned out that I was sitting on it because Sherwin had left it on the passenger's seat in front &amp; my blind eyes didn't notice it when I moved in front. Kakaiba ang utot ko, MUSICAL! haha! Upon reaching the exit of the parking lot, Sherwin frantically searched for the parking stub, which also ended up on my seat again. Nanan didn't stop himself from saying that cash might suddenly come out from my butt. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ironically, rushing to the practice was a bit useless because the organizers were already hungry for lunch &amp;amp; were already speeding things up to end it. So, we got to spend around 30mins or so for the practice. After which, I contacted Tin because we agreed to go see a movie after my grad practice, plus it was also her last day of exams. We ended up watching V for Vendetta at Eastwood (yes, there again) with Bobby, her blockmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grad day. Blooper of bloopers, I had left the cord that we were supposed to wear during graduation at home. Good thing my family &amp; I arrived 2 hours early &amp;amp; my dad (God bless him) went back home to get it for me. (Note that we live 40mins away from Ateneo.) Lucky me, Ate Julie (from OSA) was one of the usherettes &amp; promised that she would hand me the cord in my seat when my dad arrives. So she did! With the help of Ate Susan (from the Psych Dept). Several speeches were given, of course the loudest applause went to Boyet, our valedictorian (though he did get a bashing from a parent in the Inquirer, poor boy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I forgot to mention that the graduation was held in the high school covered court, which was rectangular &amp;amp; vertical in orientation, which meant that guests seated in the back would be watching ant-like students on a toga marching up the stage, if not for the amazing projection screen up front. My mom said after the graduation that I was 'telegenic'. Why not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, our graduation was webcast LIVE. Amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the ceremonies, TJ told me to wait for him because he was going to give me something. Something = a dozen red roses. Of course, considering that I do not have a lovelife &amp; getting those flowers caused a stir with my parents. They immediately asked me if he was courting me. Right. In what parallel universe will that happen? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, what have I been doing after graduation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. helping out in the family business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. watching DVDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. reading the books I've bought long ago but never got the chance to read them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. enjoyed days not having to worry about responsibilities like school work (sorry undergrad friends... bayaan nyo, makakarating rin kayo rito. kaya n'yo yan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. catching up with old friends over food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. preparing for my trip to the US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep, you read that right. But before I get to that, I would just like to announce that my family &amp;amp; I are going to Baguio on Holy Thursday till Black Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And on Easter Sunday, I'll be attending the send-off concert of Hangad. Send-off where? To their US Tour, which is where I'll be going as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're leaving on April 18 &amp; be back on May 15. We'll be going to Minneapolis, Chicago, Orlando, New York, New Jersey, &amp;amp; Los Angeles (in that order).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I'm not a member of Hangad. It just so happened that my mom was pressuring me to go to the States since I haven't used my Visa yet, &amp; Hangad needed the extra hand for their production stuff. There. It's a plus that I'll be with TJ &amp;amp; Bea. Whoopee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so excited!!! Aaaahhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114467618740509689?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114467618740509689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114467618740509689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114467618740509689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114467618740509689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-asked-for-it-you-got-it.html' title='You asked for it, you got it!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114282472017776646</id><published>2006-03-20T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To sit in the middle of a garden&lt;br /&gt;and be embraced by a cloud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To open your bedroom window&lt;br /&gt;and smell the mist coming into the room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be wrapped in a fog&lt;br /&gt;and see everything as if in a dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To witness the dawning of a new day &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and see both the sun and the moon in the same sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To watch the sun rise and set&lt;br /&gt;amidst whipped-cream and cotton-candy clouds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bathe in the warmth of the sun&lt;br /&gt;and dance at the glow of the moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stand on a mountaintop&lt;br /&gt;and touch the sky on tiptoe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stare at the night sky&lt;br /&gt;and convince yourself you're in outer space? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To delight at the sight of the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;kissing the soft petals of a newly-bloomed flower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or to walk into a labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;but never lose your way&lt;br /&gt;because you hear God's Voice calling out to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or to understand and feel the graces of True Love&lt;br /&gt;in the peaceful silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do know, I'm sure you'll be keeping all these things in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bugita.multiply.com/photos"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tribute to the 8-Day Retreatants Batch 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/CIMG0151.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114282472017776646?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114282472017776646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114282472017776646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114282472017776646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114282472017776646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/03/high-on-lord.html' title='High on the Lord'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114163597635478520</id><published>2006-03-06T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a way to end the year. ¤sigh¤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/MGG0101.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/MGG0101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lintik benta! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of March 3, 2006, Friday, 5:45PM, my academic life finally ended. Well, technically, it's not yet over since I have yet to complete my clearance. But yes, no more exams, no more orals, no more papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, I did crappy in all of my final exams. What a way to end my academic life. Goodbye 3.08 QPI. Back to C+ land for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, we won Best Thesis Poster Presentation! Thanks to Mr. Ego Faylona for his creativity &amp; generosity to see our vision through. In terms of tangible academic recognition, this is the only thing I've ever received throughout my four years in college, so pardon me if I gloat a little. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/untitled.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to a much depressing note, I wasn't able to attend the ACIL Senior's Night last March 4 due to obligations &amp; duty. Honestly, I don't regret having stayed throughout the whole SOA Elections/Delibs. I stayed because it was for ACIL, primarily for SOA, but essentially for ACIL because it's part of SOA. Pero oo, sobra akong nalulungkot hanggang ngayon at hindi ko nakasama ang mga minamahal kong ACILista sa huling activity for the year, to think na especially for the seniors pa yung activity. Alam ng mga kasama ko sa elections kung gaano ako nag-struggle sa pag-stay ko doon instead of going to the party. Napuri pa ako nina Makaw (Speed) at Reg (ACMG) when they said, "Grabe talaga ang dedication mo [for staying here instead of going to the party]! Kakaiba!" Hay. Humagulgol ako pag-uwi ko sa bahay kasi na-guilty ako for choosing to do my job over going to the party. I feared that my friends got mad at me for not showing up &amp;amp; seeing everything they had prepared especially for me. Buti na lang nag-text back si Rica kahit na 1:30AM na nun. Kung hindi, baka hindi ako nakatulog talaga. Thanks Rica, for your reassurance. Ay lab yu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinakamasaklap pa sa lahat, hindi na ako nakapagpaalam sa mga kids ko sa area. Ano ba yan, ang ACIL na pinakamamahal ko, hindi ako nakapagpaalam. Naiinis ako, nagagalit, nalulungkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have to finish ACIL documents for submission. Plus clearance. Plus pack my bag for my retreat in Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114163597635478520?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114163597635478520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114163597635478520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114163597635478520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114163597635478520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-way-to-end-year-sigh.html' title='What a way to end the year. ¤sigh¤'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-114013005512261987</id><published>2006-02-17T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari Yllana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Chinky+%C3%9C"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Chinky+Ü&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-114013005512261987?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/114013005512261987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=114013005512261987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114013005512261987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/114013005512261987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari-yllana.html' title='Johari Yllana'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113996700547338591</id><published>2006-02-15T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guru</title><content type='html'>"How do I find true love? By doing it, as 1st Reading from James: what is faith without work. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you say you love another person, but you do not show it, it is useless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you say you care about workers and their plight, but do not concretely act on it, you are then a liar. Love is about doing and expressing it in action. St. Ignatius said that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love ought to find expression more in deeds than in words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It means that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love should be spent to save it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;." ~ &lt;a href="http://faithofacenturion.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-we-lose-is-what-stays.html"&gt;Fr. Jboy Gonzales, SJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113996700547338591?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113996700547338591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113996700547338591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113996700547338591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113996700547338591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/guru.html' title='The Guru'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113974607664600055</id><published>2006-02-12T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oo na, adik na 'ko!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time."&lt;br /&gt;You usually find it easy to be part of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113974607664600055?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113974607664600055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113974607664600055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113974607664600055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113974607664600055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/oo-na-adik-na-ko.html' title='Oo na, adik na &apos;ko!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113957719141056314</id><published>2006-02-10T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usapang Pag-ibig</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to give more than take in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113957719141056314?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113957719141056314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113957719141056314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957719141056314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957719141056314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/usapang-pag-ibig.html' title='Usapang Pag-ibig'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113957716459903359</id><published>2006-02-10T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:24.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulog na, Mahal ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE5DE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF5EE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front.&lt;br /&gt;Shy and private, you yearn for security.&lt;br /&gt;You take relationships slowly. &lt;br /&gt;You need lots of reassurances before you can trust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113957716459903359?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113957716459903359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113957716459903359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957716459903359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957716459903359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/tulog-na-mahal-ko.html' title='Tulog na, Mahal ko...'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113957712065214449</id><published>2006-02-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a dreamer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Dreaming Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/dreaming-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this world&lt;br /&gt;So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time&lt;br /&gt;You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...&lt;br /&gt;But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.&lt;br /&gt;Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113957712065214449?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113957712065214449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113957712065214449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957712065214449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957712065214449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-dreamer.html' title='I am a dreamer.'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113957702898033345</id><published>2006-02-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulaga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;You cherish all of the details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113957702898033345?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113957702898033345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113957702898033345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957702898033345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957702898033345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/bulaga.html' title='Bulaga!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113957697078079279</id><published>2006-02-10T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not scary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd79a"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/not-scary.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How reassuring. hahahaha lintik benta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113957697078079279?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113957697078079279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113957697078079279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957697078079279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113957697078079279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-not-scary.html' title='I am not scary.'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113926426700997441</id><published>2006-02-09T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(205, 222, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu..&lt;br /&gt;Your convictions are strong and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113926426700997441?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113926426700997441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113926426700997441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113926426700997441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113926426700997441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-believe.html' title='I Believe!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113926412832521286</id><published>2006-02-07T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Affection is Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(230, 230, 250);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so intuitive, it's like you have a sixth, seventh, and eighth sense.&lt;br /&gt;You connect with others freely and easily - and you tend to have many best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Warm and caring, it's hard for you to close your heart to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Affection is like air for you - you need to give and receive it to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your universal compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your unpredictable mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Mauve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113926412832521286?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113926412832521286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113926412832521286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113926412832521286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113926412832521286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/02/affection-is-air.html' title='Affection is Air'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113798712248957140</id><published>2006-01-23T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An excerpt from my entry posted last September 4, 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's been a long time since I felt peace within me. Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever felt peace within me. There's always something to worry about, something to be angry about, something to be sad about. Maybe it's impossible for a person to find absolute peace within himself until he actually dies. (Don't worry, I won't kill myself over this. hahaha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think the closest any person would ever get to inner peace is the feeling of relief, which is sadly, fleeting. Still, I am thankful for the fleeting feeling of relief, because its absence teaches me how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe I'm quoting myself. VANITY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113798712248957140?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113798712248957140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113798712248957140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113798712248957140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113798712248957140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/01/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113772846320787470</id><published>2006-01-20T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eunuch Ako?!? *faints*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113772846320787470?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113772846320787470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113772846320787470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113772846320787470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113772846320787470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/01/eunuch-ako-faints.html' title='Eunuch Ako?!? *faints*'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113772306180659690</id><published>2006-01-20T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:23.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Kay Bodi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sa palagay ko, kaya tayo naguguluhan sa mga tanong na ganyan (i.e. figuring out women/men) dahil may inaasahan tayo mula sa kanila (expectations, ba?). You like someone, and you cannot help but picutre an ideal situation for the two of you. That's probably why we get disappointed or confused when they 'act weird' because of these hopes and fantasies we create in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it in an objective point of view, take a look at our friends of the opposite sex. Do you find yourself asking those questions whenever you are with your girl-friends? Hindi, 'di ba? That's because you don't expect or hope for anything more than that genuine friendship that you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is the beauty of falling in love with your best friend, because you don't really have to go through the guessing game. You already know what makes her laugh, what makes her cry, and how she wants to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making sense to you? I hope I am. hehe But don't think that what you're doing is wrong, or perverted or whatever. Normal lang 'yan. It's a phase that we all go through. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113772306180659690?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113772306180659690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113772306180659690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113772306180659690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113772306180659690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/01/para-kay-bodi.html' title='Para Kay Bodi'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113730481166425182</id><published>2006-01-15T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Tests Before My Actual Tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dabb99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Black Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ead3b8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/black-coffee.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: low maintenance, friendly, and adaptable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you can get your hands on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Karamel Sutra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/karamel-sutra.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain on the outside, but once someone gets in, they're stuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese Pizza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/cheese-pizza.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional and comforting.&lt;br /&gt;You focus on living a quality life.&lt;br /&gt;You're not easily impressed with novelty.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you easily impress others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Pizza Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/seascape.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.&lt;br /&gt;You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.&lt;br /&gt;Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;People crave your praise and complements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#fea7b6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: 66% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffced6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing isn't a casual thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip to lip action makes your heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/"&gt;Kissing Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/fantasy-lover.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!&lt;br /&gt;Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.&lt;br /&gt;You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable&lt;br /&gt;Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life&lt;br /&gt;By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113730481166425182?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113730481166425182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113730481166425182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113730481166425182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113730481166425182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/01/trial-tests-before-my-actual-tests.html' title='Trial Tests Before My Actual Tests'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113713069709116410</id><published>2006-01-13T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Option Revision?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 374px; height: 448px;" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Theater&lt;/b&gt;. You should be a Theater major! Like a bohemian actress, you are seasoned and confident and not afraid to express yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 333px; height: 276px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Linguistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Anthropology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Sociology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Journalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="17"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;17%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=119158"&gt;What is your Perfect Major?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113713069709116410?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113713069709116410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113713069709116410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113713069709116410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113713069709116410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/01/career-option-revision.html' title='Career Option Revision?'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113619743051671206</id><published>2006-01-02T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/since-youve-been-gone.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.462951996&amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;Since You've Been Gone&lt;/a&gt; by Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so moving on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In 2005, you moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113619743051671206?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113619743051671206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113619743051671206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113619743051671206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113619743051671206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2006/01/did-i.html' title='Did I?'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113525109483774117</id><published>2005-12-22T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pit Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ako nakapag-comment sa year in review ko. Hindi ko muna maatupag yung reflection ko on my immersion kasi medyo sabaw ang utak ko dahil sa sipon (yak!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Napansin ko lang na puro mga summaries lang ang pinopost ko rito sa blog ko over the past year. Kung hindi naman yon, puro naman ang-tagal-ko-nang-hindi-nagsusulat-ng-matino-dito posts. Or puro pictures naman. Hay. Ewan ko. Walang panahon. Laging may ginagawa o kailangang alalahanin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Naiinis pa rin ako hanggang ngayon, kasi gusto kong manahimik at maglaan ng panahon para pag-isipan ang mga dapat kong pag-isipan ngayong malapit na akong magtapos sa pag-aaral. Ano ba talaga ang gusto kong mangyari sa buhay ko? Magtuturo ba talaga ako? Mag-co-corporate ba ako (Please, Lord, huwag.)? Sasali ba ako sa JVP? Kukuha na ba ako ng M.A.? Magbabakasyon ba muna ako? Tutulong ba ako sa family business? Magmamadre ba ako? (Yes, napag-iisipan ko rin 'yan.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Syempre hindi lang yan kinabukasan ko ang pinag-iisipan ko. Pati yung mga magulang ko na unti-unti nang tinatamaan ng mga sakit. Ano na ang mangyayari pag biglang may mawala sa kanila? Paano kaming magkakapatid? Paano ang negosyo? Si kuya, wala pa ring trabaho. Anong mangyayari sa kanya? Ang nakababata kong kapatid, na madalas pasaway at gastador, anong mangyayari sa kinabukasan nya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;At si Mahal. Ano'ng mangyayari 'pag balik n'ya? (Hanggang d'yan na lang muna ang tanong tungkol sa kanya.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;At ang pinakaimportante pero laging naisasantabi: si Lord. Kailan kaya ako makakabalik sa Kanya? Kailan ko tatanggalin ang poot at katigasan ng ulo ko para matanggap ko Siyang muli sa buhay ko? Handa ba akong tanggapin Siya ngayong Kapaskuhan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang bilis-bilis ng mga pangyayari. Sana makapagnilay-nilay ako nang kaunti ngayong bakasyon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero bago ang lahat, party muna! Woohoo!!! Sana dumating na ang mga tao! hehe!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113525109483774117?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113525109483774117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113525109483774117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113525109483774117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113525109483774117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/12/pit-stop.html' title='Pit Stop'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113495715210420377</id><published>2005-12-19T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Word From Our Sponsors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I know, I know, sabi ko sa last entry ko I'll be posting my 'reflections' on my Immersion. I still need more quiet time to finish it kaya I'm postponing it until after classes are done. (Our last day is on Wednesday pa. Arrgh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;For now, ito na muna. Natuwa kasi ako sa idea na 'to. Got it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/bulakball/"&gt;Bits's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt; Take the first sentence (or two) from the first post of each month of 2005. That's your year in review.Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Jan: THE DISTANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Feb: Birth Data for Denise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Mar: BaliKatTanDate: 28 January 2005; Model: Kat; Venue: ACIL Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;*no entries for April*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;May: Bantay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;June: Schedule for this coming semester:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;July: It's been a loooong while since I poured in my thoughts here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Aug: This was my Friendster Horoscope from July 30:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Sept: First time ko'ng mag-overnight sa bahay ng kaibigan last Friday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Oct: I am a mere spectator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Nov: What I've accomplished so far since October 14 (last day of exams), in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Dec: Halos isang buwan din akong hindi nagsulat dito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113495715210420377?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113495715210420377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113495715210420377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113495715210420377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113495715210420377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/12/short-word-from-our-sponsors.html' title='A Short Word From Our Sponsors'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113375266513705962</id><published>2005-12-05T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Halos isang buwan din akong hindi nagsulat dito. Bakit? Nakita n'yo naman ang schedule ko di ba? Pero kahit na mahahaba ang breaks ko, nakakain din dahil sa dami ng ginagawa: field work for thesis, ACIL Caroling practices, at ACIL Week activities. Siguro mabuting ilista ko na lang muna kung anu-ano ang mga nagawa ko over the past weeks. Sa tingin ko may mga nakalimutan na ako, pero susubukan kong tandaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nanood ng 'Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Goblet of Fire' at 'Prime' with my family&lt;br /&gt;2. Nakapagpasa ng papel para sa Theology&lt;br /&gt;3. Naging 'alipin' ng klase (class beadle) sa Theology&lt;br /&gt;4. Tumugtog ng bamboo instruments sa Philippine Music class (e.g. tongatong, bungkaka, pateteg, kubing, saggeypo)&lt;br /&gt;5. Nag-commute papuntang Batasan para sa thesis (dalawang beses na)&lt;br /&gt;6. Nag-attend (at sana patuloy pa) sa caroling practices (na dating hindi ko magawa)&lt;br /&gt;7. Kumanta sa harapan ng ACIL alumni sa College Chapel (dalawang beses)&lt;br /&gt;8. Nag-IC kay Ma'am Rina ng CMO nang dalawang oras&lt;br /&gt;9. Sumali sa 8-Day Retreat for Seniors na gaganapin sa Marso (pero hindi pa ako pinapayagan)&lt;br /&gt;10. Pumunta ng Marikina kasama si TJ at napadpad ng Blue Wave Marikina para kumain ng pananghalian at mag-Starbucks (sa uulitin!Ü)&lt;br /&gt;11. Nag-make-up class ng Sabado ng umaga (Pol Sci)&lt;br /&gt;12. Nag-breakdown pagkatapos pa lang ng dalawang linggo sa eskwelahan&lt;br /&gt;13. Nagpa-photocopy kay Ate Alma ng wroth P1,392.00 (!) para sa thesis&lt;br /&gt;14. Nag-immersion sa Pangarap Foundation (Pasay-Taft) nitong nakaraang weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kwento tungkol sa immersion sa susunod na entry. Abangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113375266513705962?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113375266513705962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113375266513705962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113375266513705962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113375266513705962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113163763316594053</id><published>2005-11-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>576: Lintik na numero ka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;830-930AM Politics &amp; Governance&lt;br /&gt;330-430PM A Theology of the Catholic Social Vision&lt;br /&gt;430-730PM Training Administration Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &amp;amp; Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12-130PM Research in Psychology II&lt;br /&gt;430-6PM Philosophy of Religion&lt;br /&gt;6-730PM Philippine Music &amp; Culture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday &amp;amp; Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;830-930AM Politics &amp; Governance&lt;br /&gt;330-430PM A Theology of the Catholic Social Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's something wrong with this schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you enumerate &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113163763316594053?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113163763316594053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113163763316594053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113163763316594053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113163763316594053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/11/576-lintik-na-numero-ka.html' title='576: Lintik na numero ka.'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113134114561760907</id><published>2005-11-07T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:21.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I've accomplished so far since October 14&lt;/strong&gt; (last day of exams), in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. read Harry Potter 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. read Series of Unfortunate Events Book 4 (will finish Book 5 by this evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;3. watched Carnivale Seasons 1 &amp; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. my last ACIL Form Sem (huhuhu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. started Christmas shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;6. done thesis work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;7. gone to see my grandma &amp;amp; my other cousins after a LONG time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8. gone out during weekends with my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9. helped out in the family business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. bought me 2 CDs: Alicia Keys Unplugged &amp;amp; Orange and Lemons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;11. got me a new 'do (finally!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12. got me 4 new shirts from Bench (yes, Bench na naman haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;13. watched other DVDs (forgot the title of the movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. got good grades from last semester! (sacrifice does pay off!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;15. got me a pair of closed shoes from Rockport (it was on sale! one thou bucks off! unbelievable!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;16. starting to learn how to use Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17. got my mom out of the hospital (whee!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pending:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. article for Ite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2. registration on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3. CLEAN MY ROOM (hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113134114561760907?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113134114561760907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113134114561760907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113134114561760907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113134114561760907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/11/pampered.html' title='Pampered'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113052048191771404</id><published>2005-10-29T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:21.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Language[s] of a Lost Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awit ng Pag-ibig XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Salin ni Virgilio S. Almario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maisusulat ko ang pinakamalungkot na berso ngayong gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maisusulat ko, halimbawa: "Mabituin ang gabi&lt;br /&gt;at nanginginig, bughaw ang mga tala sa malayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumiligid sa langit ang simoy-gabi at umaawit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maisusulat ko ang pinakamalungkot na berso ngayong gabi.&lt;br /&gt;Minahal ko siya, at minahal din niya ako paminsan-minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga gabing ganito, ibinilanggo ko siya sa aking mga bisig.&lt;br /&gt;Ulit-ulit ko siyang hinagkan sa lilim ng walang-hanggang langit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minahal niya ako, paminsan-minsan ko rin siyang minahal.&lt;br /&gt;Sino ang hindi iibig sa kaniyang malalaki't mga matang tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maisusulat ko ang pinakamalungkot na berso ngayong gabi.&lt;br /&gt;Maiisip kasing hindi na siya akin. Madaramang wala na siya sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maririnig ang gabing malawak, at mas lumalawak kung wala siya.&lt;br /&gt;At pumapatak sa kaluluwa ang bersong tila hamog sa pastulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maano kung hindi siya mabantayan ng aking pag-ibig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mabituin ang gabi at hindi siya kapiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ito na ang lahat. May umaawit sa malayo. Sa malayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi mapanatag ang kaluluwa ko sa pagkawala niya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Upang waring ilapit siya, hinahanap siya ng aking mata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hinahanap siya ng aking puso, at hindi siya kapiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ganito rin ang gabing nagpapusyaw sa ganito ring mga punongkahoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kami, sa tagpong iyon, ang nagbago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ko na siya mahal, natitiyak ko, ngunit minahal ko siya nang todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hinahanap ng tinig ko ang simoy upang hipuin ang kaniyang pandinig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nasa iba. Siya'y nasa iba. Tulad noong katalik siya ng aking mga halik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang kaniyang tinig, malinaw na katawan. Ang kaniyang matang walang-hanggan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ko na siya mahal, natitiyak ko, ngunit baka mahal ko siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Napakaikli ng pag-ibig, napakahaba ng paglimot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dahil sa mga gabing ganito na ibinilanggo ko siya sa aking mga bisig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;hindi mapanatag ang kaluluwa ko sa pagkawala niya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kahit ito na ang huling pighating ipapataw niya sa akin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;at ito ang huling mga bersong isusulat ko para sa kaniya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;¤---------------------------------------------------------------¤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;XX Tonight I Can Write...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Translated by W.S. Merwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Write, for example, 'The night is shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;How could one not have loved her great still eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;What does it matter that my love could not keep her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;The night is shattered and she is not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sight searches for her as though to go to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;The same night whitening the same trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;We, of that time, are no longer the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is so short, forgetting is so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;and these the last verses that I write for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;Translations of Pablo Neruda's 'XX Puedo Escribir Los Versos...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113052048191771404?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113052048191771404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113052048191771404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113052048191771404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113052048191771404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/languages-of-lost-love.html' title='Language[s] of a Lost Love'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113025681479999438</id><published>2005-10-26T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:21.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>¤SiGh¤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/320/CIMG0302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic taken by me at Picnic Groove, Tagaytay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;21 October 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Francis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idol ko talaga kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;¤SiGh¤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113025681479999438?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113025681479999438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113025681479999438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113025681479999438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113025681479999438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh.html' title='¤SiGh¤'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-113016123257472985</id><published>2005-10-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:21.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ask Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;List of my feelings at this very moment (in no particular order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;envious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;self-pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;betrayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;slightly hopeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-113016123257472985?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/113016123257472985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=113016123257472985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113016123257472985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/113016123257472985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/dont-ask-why.html' title='Don&apos;t Ask Why'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112997958342684040</id><published>2005-10-22T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, kaunting tulong naman, please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;And that's marriage - with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;You're serious about settling down some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112997958342684040?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112997958342684040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112997958342684040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112997958342684040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112997958342684040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/lord-kaunting-tulong-naman-please.html' title='Lord, kaunting tulong naman, please.'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112955933610760986</id><published>2005-10-17T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:21.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazarus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISSED YOU &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LUKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112955933610760986?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112955933610760986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112955933610760986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112955933610760986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112955933610760986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/lazarus.html' title='Lazarus'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112883449245215130</id><published>2005-10-09T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/Bespectacled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/Bespectacled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Year, 2nd Sem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/Da%20face%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd Year, 2nd Sem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/CIMG0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th Year, 1st Sem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112883449245215130?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112883449245215130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112883449245215130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112883449245215130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112883449245215130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/evolution.html' title='Evolution'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112877354052163903</id><published>2005-10-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangad ko'y Patawanin Ka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/CIMG0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/CIMG0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tristan Joel T. San Jose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagawan na kita ng testimonial sa Friendster kanina pero tinamaan ako ng Senior's Syndrome at nagkaroon ako ng short trip down memory lane. Natandaan ko na partners pala tayo sa Ballroom Dancing nung 2nd Sem during our freshman year. Tapos itong picture na ito, remember this? Social Psych class with Ma'am Bo Peep. Nagpupumilit magmukhang serious, hindi naman maitago ang kapilyuhan. hahaha! Cheers to you TJ!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112877354052163903?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112877354052163903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112877354052163903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112877354052163903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112877354052163903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/hangad-koy-patawanin-ka.html' title='Hangad ko&apos;y Patawanin Ka'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112844062135915833</id><published>2005-10-04T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-Die List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;¤ Thesis Proposal Defense (tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ Abnormal Psychology Case Study (Thursday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ History Bonus Project (Friday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ Educational Psychology Reflection Paper (overdue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ Theology 151 Final Oral Exam (next Monday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ Educational Psychology Final Exam (next Wednesday!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;¤ Thesis Final Proposal (next Friday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ Abnormal Psychology Final Exam (next Friday also!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ Philosophy 104 Final Oral Exam (next Friday pa rin! last exam!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ ACIL Evaluation Seminar &amp;amp; Formation Seminar Preparations (super overdue! waaahh!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;At wala akong sem break dahil sa thesis work. Shet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112844062135915833?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112844062135915833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112844062135915833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112844062135915833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112844062135915833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-die-list.html' title='To-Die List'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112835959324570756</id><published>2005-10-04T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2003 Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;Bago pa man tayo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nag-ibigan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nagmahalan&lt;/span&gt; muna tayo bilang &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;magkaibigan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;Oo, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;minahal&lt;/span&gt; muna &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kita&lt;/span&gt; bago kita &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inibig&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112835959324570756?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112835959324570756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112835959324570756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112835959324570756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112835959324570756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/2003.html' title='2003 Ü'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112823636022909297</id><published>2005-10-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Minsan ay Magpakailanman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaano Kadalas ang Minsan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Basil Valdez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gaano kadalas ang minsan lang ka mahagkan,&lt;br /&gt;Sindalas na rin ng dami ng bituin waring walang hanggan.&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa labi ko'y laging mararamdaman,&lt;br /&gt;Kahit sandali halik mo'y dumampi minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaano kadalas ang makapiling kang minsan,&lt;br /&gt;Sa kin sindalas ng walang wakas, saglit mang magpisan.&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa ganoong paraan lang mag-iisa,&lt;br /&gt;Kung magsasanib ang dalawang dibdib di ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit(dahil)kung pag-ibig ay hindi rin lang wagas&lt;br /&gt;Mabuti pa, mabuti nga, mabuti ang hanggang maaga'y magwakas&lt;br /&gt;Pagkukunwari'y itago man ay lalabas&lt;br /&gt;At minsan kang matuklasan hapdi'y walang kasing dalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaano kadalas ang minsan mo akong saktan,&lt;br /&gt;Kahit minsan lang sa 'kin para bang walang katapusan.&lt;br /&gt;Gaano kadalas ba ang puso'y namamatay,&lt;br /&gt;Gaano kadalas, gaano kadalas ang minsan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤---------------------------------------------------¤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Minsan Lang Kitang Iibigin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Ariel Rivera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mahal pangako sa iyo hindi magbabago&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw lang ang iibigin ko&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ikaw ay lumayo at masaktan ako&lt;br /&gt;Asahan na 'di maglalaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang pag-ibig ko'y alay sa 'yo lamang&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya giliw dapat mong malaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lang kitang iibigin&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lang kitang mamahalin&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagmamahal sa 'yo'y walang hangganan&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ang minsan ay magpakailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lamang sa buhay ko ang 'sang katulad mo&lt;br /&gt;Ako rin ba'y iniibig mo&lt;br /&gt;Tupdin, puso'y sumasamo sumusumpa sa 'yo&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang tanging dalangin ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112823636022909297?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112823636022909297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112823636022909297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112823636022909297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112823636022909297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/ang-minsan-ay-magpakailanman.html' title='Ang Minsan ay Magpakailanman'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112823554602946045</id><published>2005-10-02T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voyeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/IMG_00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/200/IMG_00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a mere spectator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;To the beauty you are growing into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I can do is sit on my chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;As I watch you sing your melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am moved by your song --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its words, its hymn, its everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I watch you as you let the music escape from your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;And reach into my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like you have a thousand times before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a mere spectator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;To the minstrel you are becoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I can do is applaud with the others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;As I sit on my chair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Silently wishing we can sing a duet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspired by last night's Café Loyola &amp;amp; Norah Jones's "Those Sweet Words."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;Before the night is done, I just have to hear those sweet words spoken like a melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112823554602946045?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112823554602946045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112823554602946045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112823554602946045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112823554602946045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/10/voyeur.html' title='Voyeur'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112765110615790789</id><published>2005-09-25T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my Non-existent Philo Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pilit kong pinipiga ang aking utak&lt;br /&gt;Upang mailabas ang mga salita&lt;br /&gt;Na s'yang pupukaw sa iyong damdamin.&lt;br /&gt;Maghapong lumipas na hindi na maibabalik pa&lt;br /&gt;ang nagbabanta sa bawat hakbang ng oras --&lt;br /&gt;Papalapit nang papalapit&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit tila lumalayo nang lumalayo.&lt;br /&gt;Lumilipad, tumatalon, umiikot, nawawala, bumabalik&lt;br /&gt;"Heto na naman," ika nga ni Gary V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112765110615790789?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112765110615790789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112765110615790789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112765110615790789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112765110615790789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/ode-to-my-non-existent-philo-paper.html' title='Ode to my Non-existent Philo Paper'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112756836929332831</id><published>2005-09-24T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagbigay Pugay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to express my gratitude to those who helped me 'Vicky-Belo' this blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Bro. Ryan Echevarria, SJ&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil nakita ko sa blog mo na may links ka, nagtaka ako bakit 'yung akin wala. Tapos tiningnan ko 'yung template ng blog ko (kahit na wala ako'ng alam sa mga html chuva) at hinanap kung saan pwede maglagay ng links. At nakita ko rin sa pinakadulo ng blog mo na nilagyan mo ng quote, sabi ko, gusto ko rin, kaya hinanap ko rin kung saan 'yun. And voila! Meron na! Whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Nicolo Ludovice&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil nakita ko sa blog n'ya na iba 'yung nakalagay sa 'comments' part ng entries n'ya, tinanong ko s'ya paano ko mababago 'yung akin. S'ya rin ang nakaisip ng ipapalit ko'ng pangalan doon! Whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Hazel Nakpil-Castillo&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil nakita ko na may sitemeter ka (at si Bro Ryan) at tagboard, nainggit ako at tinanong ko kung paano maglagay ng mga ganoon sa blog ko. Faster than a speeding bullet ka'ng nag-e-mail ng instructions at sinabihan mo pa akong SMART to figure it out.Ü Yessss!!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Matthew Dy&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil sa pag-recommend mo ng tagboard site, napadali ang paglagay ko nito sa aking bloggie. Tama ka nga, super one-two-three magic lang s'ya gawin! Bibidibobidiboo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Jong Figueroa&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil nakita ko sa Friendster account mo 'yung John Legend video, pinuntahan ko kaagad 'yung site at kinopya ko rito at pati sa Friendster account ko. I had to adjust the video player size though kasi masyadong malapad 'yung original size ng video player para sa sidebar ko rito sa blog. Buti na lang din at madaling sundin ang instructions sa pag-resize kundi sabog na ang itsura ng blog ko. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oo na. Gaya-gaya na ako. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112756836929332831?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112756836929332831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112756836929332831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112756836929332831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112756836929332831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/pagbigay-pugay.html' title='Pagbigay Pugay'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112756432203476401</id><published>2005-09-24T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:20.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was born to love deeply.Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.friendster.com/login.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt; Horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Get ready -- those flirt-filled conversations will finally add up to something real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Are you postponing taking that next big love step because you're afraid? And are you afraid because everything's not 'perfect'? The stars tell you to snap out of it and stop asking yourself, 'What if?' or you could talk yourself out of a situation that may not be 'perfect,' but is actually perfect for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were born to love deeply&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so embrace an adventure that has the potential to change your life for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Napangiti ako ro'n, ah.Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just wish it would happen sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112756432203476401?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112756432203476401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112756432203476401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112756432203476401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112756432203476401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-born-to-love-deeply.html' title='I was born to love deeply.Ü'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112739433347843327</id><published>2005-09-22T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I realized last night as I recalled all the significant 'men' that have come into my life was that a great majority of them are or were seminarians. Yes, religious, aspiring-to-be-priests folk. I would like to blame ACIL for this. Then again, I have always been one of the boys, even considering the fact that I graduated from an exclusive Catholic Chinese school for girls. Maybe it's because there are 3 guys in my family &amp; that I have many guy cousins. Maybe it's also because I came from a co-ed school before transferring to the exclusive school. Maybe. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the first people I became close to in college was my male blockmate, Ryan. Though we don't talk to or see each other as much, we still have that great brother-and-sister banter we got so used to having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's also TJ. We don't have the same relationship as I have with Ryan but I can say that we're pretty good friends. He's more of a PG-13 as opposed to Ryan who is a definite R-18. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My ACIL male friends are a combination of TJs &amp;amp; Ryans, which is a good mix, &amp; is probably one of the reasons why I have good relationships with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then there were the seminarians. First wave: San Jose Seminary boys. Had crushes on some of them, I admit. (Sa kaunti ba naman nila, I'm sure you can guess who they are. haha) I still recall the late nights I would spend with them, either going out for a movie, or eating &amp;amp; sight-seeing at Riverbanks, or simply talking the hours away while lounging on their 'Smoker's Pocket Garden' overlooking the Marikina Valley. Those were the times... Just for the record, I don't go there anymore, save for that one time last month when we reviewed for our Philo exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second wave: Jesuit Scholastics. There was Nono, the two Ryans (Kalbo &amp; Rai), &amp;amp; Bro Art. For some weird &amp; inexplicable reason, I have an ease in sharing my heart &amp;amp; soul to these guys. Not just that, I feel comfortable with them to the point that I barely see their 'religious' side. This still puzzles me up to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;The constant presence of the seminarians in my life suddenly made me think that maybe they're the reason why I still do not have a boyfriend. Yes, a far-fetched hypothesis. (Guys, don't kill me for this. hehehe) Nevertheless, I'm quite blessed to have those seminarians as my friends. Like I told one of my ACIL friends, I would want to have my first drinking session with my Jesuit friends, since I have no idea of how I am when I'm drunk, at least I know that I'll be safe with them. Right guys?Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112739433347843327?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112739433347843327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112739433347843327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112739433347843327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112739433347843327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-of-boys.html' title='One of the Boys'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112726983712261918</id><published>2005-09-21T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kwarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by: Sugarfree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;¤ Thanks, Rai!Ü ¤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maglilinis ako ng aking kwarto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na punong-puno ng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; galit at damit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mga bagay na hindi ko na kailangan&lt;br /&gt;Nakaraang hindi na pwedeng pagpaliban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mga liham ng nilihim kong pag-ibig&lt;br /&gt;At litrato ng kahapong maligalig&lt;br /&gt;Dahan-dahan kong inipon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ngayo’y kailangan nang itapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di ko na kayang mabuhay sa kahapon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya mula ngayon, mula ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May jacket mong nabubulok sa sulok&lt;br /&gt;Na inaalikabok na sa lungkot&lt;br /&gt;May panyong ilang ulit nang niluhaan&lt;br /&gt;Isang patak sa bawat beses na tayo’y nasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alaala ng lumuluhang kahapon&lt;br /&gt;Dahan-dahan ko na ring kinakahon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natagpuan ko na ang tunay kong ligaya&lt;br /&gt;Lumabas ako ng kwarto’t naroon siya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Magpapaalam na sa 'yo ang aking kwarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;¤ Wish ko lang. ¤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112726983712261918?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112726983712261918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112726983712261918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112726983712261918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112726983712261918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/anthem.html' title='Anthem'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112726728231942643</id><published>2005-09-21T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tumatakbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By: MOJOFLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laging bigo laging sawi sa pag-ibig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minamalas o kay sakit&lt;br /&gt;May balat nga ba ako sa pwet&lt;br /&gt;Mabuti pa ang tindera sa aming kanto&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainggit TL ang sweet nila ng&lt;br /&gt;Kanyang nobyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gusto ko lang maranasang umibig&lt;br /&gt;Tamaan ng kupido&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang maranasan ang langit&lt;br /&gt;Tumibok muli ang puso ko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tumatakbo ang oras naiiwan na ako&lt;br /&gt;Ng panahon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di na nagbago bawat araw pare-pareho&lt;br /&gt;Parang kahapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May birthday cake ka nga&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit wala naman kandila&lt;br /&gt;May Christmas tree na malupit&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman dekorasyong pansabit&lt;br /&gt;Sadyang ganyan ang aking buhay&lt;br /&gt;Walang kasing tamlay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayoko sanang tumandang nag-iisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tatanggapin na lang ba ang malupit&lt;br /&gt;Na tadhana o kaya'y&lt;br /&gt;Tatanggapin na lang ba na ako'y&lt;br /&gt;Sadyang hindi pinagpala?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tigilan na ang drama&lt;br /&gt;Punasan na ang luha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112726728231942643?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112726728231942643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112726728231942643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112726728231942643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112726728231942643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/deadline.html' title='Deadline'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112703273525218181</id><published>2005-09-18T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior's Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Overview of my schedule for the following weeks:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Sept 19: Revised thesis proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, Sept 20: Abnormal Psy quiz; History graded recitation &amp; quiz; Call UPIS to confirm participation in pilot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs, Sept 22: Educ Psy Reflection Paper; History bonus paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, Sept 23: ACIL Liquidation Report to OSA; go to Roque's house for Theo project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat-Sun, Sept 24-25: Finalization of Thesis Proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Sept 26: Philosophy paper (yuck); Theo project; ACIL Statement of Receipts &amp; Expenses to COA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, Sept 27: Abnormal Psy Case Study; Final Thesis Proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs, Sept 29: Abnormal Psy Exam; Educ Psy Refelction Paper; History Exam; History Final Project Proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri-Sun, Sept 30-Oct 2: Preparation for Thesis Proposal Defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Oct 3: Thesis Proposal Defense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112703273525218181?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112703273525218181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112703273525218181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112703273525218181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112703273525218181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/seniors-stress.html' title='Senior&apos;s Stress'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112675141777844382</id><published>2005-09-15T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Napakagaling ko talaga. Umuwi ako ng mga 4:00PM kahapon. Sumabay ako kay Jaya. Nakarating ako sa bahay ng mga 5:15PM. Kumain ng merienda. Sumakit ang ulo kaya natulog ng mga 5:45PM. Refused to get up from bed for dinner. Didn't get up until 5:53AM. Mahusay, Chinky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Ilang beses akong tinanong kagabi kung maghahapunan ako. 'Di ako sumagot. Ayaw na ayaw ko kasing napuputol ang tulog ko. Kapag nangyayari ito, lalo kong gustong pahabain ang tulog ko. Kung tuluy-tuloy ang tulog ko, mas sisipagin akong bumangon. May mga dapat pa naman akong ginawa kagabi. Tulad nga ng sabi ko sa previous entry ko, dapat gagawa ako ng mga papers. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Rationalization ko lang 'ata ito. Medyo tinamaan kasi ako ng loneliness kahapon. Defense mechanism ko marahil ang pagtulog ko para hindi ko maramdaman yung lungkot. Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Nasa RSF ako ngayon. Aatupagin ko 'yung isang survey na gagamitin namin para sa thesis. Free cut yung Educ Psy class ko ng 9:00AM. Thesis consultation mamayang 12noon. Muntik ko na namang hindi i-schedule ang lunch sa araw ko. Hay. Dadalhan ako nila 3cia &amp;amp; Hazel ng lunch from Jollibee. Pumunta sila sa UPIS para tanungin yung principal kung pwede kaming mag-pilot ng surveys doon. Sana pumayag. Kailangan na kasi kaming mag-pilot ng isang measure namin before our defense on the 1st week of October. Stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Sige na nga. Trabaho na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112675141777844382?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112675141777844382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112675141777844382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112675141777844382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112675141777844382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/hibernate.html' title='Hibernate'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112666792153161306</id><published>2005-09-14T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beep-Beep ang Sabi ng Jeep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/beep%20for%20truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/beep%20for%20truth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Attended the noise barrage yesterday along Katipunan Avenue. As evidenced by my previous entry, I didn't have enough sleep (in fact, I was running on only 2 hours of sleep). After my History class at around 4:20PM, I was supposed to go to the library (AGAIN) to study &amp; to take a nap. It was supposed to be a compromise since I wanted to attend the 6:00PM Mass at the Gesu. Anyway, I gave in (so did Hazel -- we slept at around the same time) to Sherwin's peer pressure to join the noise barrage. So there we were, under the seemingly endless light drizzle of the afternoon, shouting our lungs out amidst the cling-clanging of metal cans &amp;amp; beeping cars, encouraging the other motorists to honk their car horns to show support to our cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point during the noise barrage, I'm not sure if it was because I was just drained, but I fell silent. (Yes, I was silent in a noise barrage.) I got teary-eyed. (Iyakin talaga ang lola n'yo.) Why did my eyes water? Maybe I was just so overwhelmed with the whole scenario I just described above. In all honesty though, I didn't have a really intense emotion at that moment as compared to the other times I've been overwhelmed. Then one car passed by &amp; inside there was a little girl with a puzzled look on her face. I wondered. What could she have thought about what we were doing? In a decade or so, would she understand why we were out there in the streets? Again, I went back to ask myself of what I can do for my country in educating the youth, if ever I do pursue a teaching career. Questions, questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Mass, bigshots came (e.g. THE Cory Aquino, Dudut Jaworski, Gilbert Remulla, president of DLSU). Heard 3 speeches within the Mass: Fr. Danny's, Fr. Ben's, &amp;amp; Tita Cory's. The general theme was about upholding the truth, virtues, &amp; morals. I particularly liked what Fr. Ben said about not just having accountability to the truth, but also having accountability to the poor. It's sad to accept that no matter what happens to the country, they are always at the losing end. I am now reminded of the notion that education is the great equalizer. I personally would like to believe that this is so, but even when education is supposed to be standard &amp;amp; unbiased, it isn't so. Again, WHAT CAN I DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nostalgia: off. back to present.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on leaving school early today, as opposed to my usual 9:00PM departure on Wednesday evenings since the rest of the week is pretty light for me. I just hope I don't slack off again in dong my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, it's Cha's 22nd birthday!!!Ü (Sorry girl, I don't have an embarrassing picture of you good enough to put here in my blog. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112666792153161306?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112666792153161306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112666792153161306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112666792153161306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112666792153161306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/beep-beep-ang-sabi-ng-jeep.html' title='Beep-Beep ang Sabi ng Jeep'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112654993263509433</id><published>2005-09-13T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:19.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk-Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nag-"walk-out" ako sa YM (No, hindi sa Congress. haha) nung Sunday ng gabi dahil nainis ako sa isa ko'ng kaibigan. Nothing serious naman. Kung tutuusin, ang dami na naming "fights" na tulad no'n. Sabi n'ya naiintindihan n'ya ako, pero alam ko'ng hindi. Pero in all fairness to him, naiintindihan ko rin kung bakit 'di n'ya ako maintindihan. Naintindihan n'yo ba? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ko alam kung naiintindihan n'ya na kakaunti lamang ang mga talagang nakakausap ko sa tunay na nararamdaman ko, lalo na ngayon. Marahil naririndi na s'ya sa akin. 'Di ko naman s'ya masisisi. Para mailabas ko lahat, kailangang ma-verbalize ko ang mga saloobin ko. May pakiramdam na unti-unting nawawala 'yung sakit at hirap kapag nasasabi ko s'ya out loud. Minsan nga kapag hindi ko nasasabi 'yung nararamdaman ko, literal na sumasakit ang dibdib ko. Weird noh? And since kakaunti lang ang nakakausap ko tungkol sa mga drama ko sa buhay, the same people have to put up with me. Yes, you may not believe it, but I'm too much to handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I think ok na kami nung friend ko. It was a momentary thing lang naman. Pero dahil doon, siguro hindi na muna ako masyado magbabahagi ng saloobin ko sa kanya. Bahala na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 2:30AM. I have to be out of the house before 6:30AM. Still waiting for Hazel to finish editing the thesis proposal. Sigurado before 3:00AM I'll be in bed na. I think. I hope. Good luck na lang sa aking bangag commute to school sa umaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112654993263509433?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112654993263509433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112654993263509433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112654993263509433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112654993263509433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/walk-out.html' title='Walk-Out'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112636359981319887</id><published>2005-09-12T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:18.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgo Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/Beatoot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/Beatoot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/Beatoot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bea&lt;/span&gt;triz S. Siojo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember this pic? Mr. Quickie, Galleria, with Kat.Ü hahaha I don't think I got to tell you how much it meant to me when we went to UP to watch Anak Dalita together. I really missed your company. Hay. Senti. Oh, and when you caught me at the chapel that particular Friday... I was really glad you were there. Thanks, friend. You've always made me proud to know you.Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112636359981319887?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112636359981319887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112636359981319887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112636359981319887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112636359981319887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/virgo-two.html' title='Virgo Two'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112635933643024245</id><published>2005-09-10T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:18.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgo One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/Ice%20Monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/Ice%20Monster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 September 2005 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt;herine Louise M. Aristorenas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;No, no, I didn't forget her birthday. It's just that she doesn't know I have a blog &amp; that the chances of her going online are very rare. I was looking through my picture folder &amp;amp; found this pic of her. This was the first time I ate Ice Monster. hahaha Bad influence ka, Kat! Addict na ako! hahaha I miss you, girl! Sana when Bea &amp;amp; I graduate, makalabas na tayo ulit. Baka may boyfriend ka na, hindi ka nagsasabi! hahaha Sana rin pala I can get to watch you sing. Sawa na ako kay Bea. hahaha I hope you're doing fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112635933643024245?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112635933643024245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112635933643024245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112635933643024245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112635933643024245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/virgo-one.html' title='Virgo One'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112617552314363871</id><published>2005-09-08T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mama Mary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/1600/virgin_mary_w_baby_jesus11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/195/412/400/virgin_mary_w_baby_jesus11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112617552314363871?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112617552314363871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112617552314363871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112617552314363871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112617552314363871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-mama-mary.html' title='Happy Birthday Mama Mary!'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112608016661465840</id><published>2005-09-07T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:18.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayaw Ko'ng Magsalita Nang Tapos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Last Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Eric Benet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first time I fell in love was long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't know how to give my love at all.&lt;br /&gt;The next time I settled for what felt so close,&lt;br /&gt;But without romance, you're never gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything I've learned, now it's finally my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first time we walked under that starry sky,&lt;br /&gt;There was a moment when everything was clear.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need to ask or even wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;Because each question is answered when you're near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wise enough to know when a miracle unfolds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now don't hold back, just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Could I be moving much too fast or way too slow?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all of my life, I've waited for this day.&lt;br /&gt;To find that once in a lifetime, this is it, I'll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know what it's taken me to say these words.&lt;br /&gt;And now that I've said them, they could never be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can see, there's only you and only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112608016661465840?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112608016661465840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112608016661465840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112608016661465840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112608016661465840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/ayaw-kong-magsalita-nang-tapos.html' title='Ayaw Ko&apos;ng Magsalita Nang Tapos'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112601213267284713</id><published>2005-09-06T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:18.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions Taking Me Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;May naganap na mobilization kaninang 10:30AM na nagsimula sa may Bellarmine Hall. Nanggaling ako sa 3rd floor nung mga oras na ‘yun dahil galing ako sa klase. Nakita ko ang ilang mga kaibigan ko na nakapulong sa may daanan ng sasakyan. Seryoso ang mga mukha nila at taimtim na nakikinig sa mga habilin ni Bro Rai. &lt;strong&gt;Inggit&lt;/strong&gt; ang una ko’ng naramdaman nang makita ko sila. Inggit dahil gusto kong sumama. Gusto kong sumama kahit na alam ko na hindi pa ako nakapagdedesisyon ukol sa kung ano ba ang opinyon ko sa kahihinatnan ni GMA. Gusto ko’ng malaman ang katotohanan. Pero dahil may klase ako ng alas-dose, napagpasyahan ko na hindi sumama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumeretso ako sa Mateo Ricci at ilang minuto lamang ay narinig ko na ang mga sigaw ng mga nagdedemonstrasyon. Iniikot pala nila ang buong campus. Nakakatawa pa na lumabas ako ng gusali, hindi dahil sasama ako sa kanila, kundi dahil pinulot ko ang nahulog kong ruler nung papasok ako ng gusali. May &lt;strong&gt;hiya&lt;/strong&gt; akong naramdaman sa pagkakataong ‘yon. Nahiya ako dahil heto’t halos pinuntahan na ako ng grupong gusto ko’ng samahan pero literal ko silang tinalikuran noong pabalik ako ng gusali pagkapulot ng plastik na ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkapasok ko sa loob ng gusali, dalian ko’ng niligpit ang gamit ko. Mukhang desidido akong sasama sa kanila. May halos sampung tao ‘ata ‘yung kasama ko sa mesa. Walang may gustong sumama sa akin. Tinamaan na naman ako ng hiya. Nagtaka ako kung saan ito nanggaling. Umupo na lamang ako at nanahimik sandali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binalikan ko ang survey na pinasasagutan ng Puno ng Kamalayang Panlipunan ukol sa impeachment issue. Napilitan akong mamili sa mga limitadong solusyon sa isyu. Inisa-isa ko sila. Wala akong naramdaman kundi &lt;strong&gt;duda&lt;/strong&gt; sa mga posibleng epekto ng mga “solusyong” ito. Napilitan akong mamili hindi dahil kailangan ko’ng pumili, kundi dahil sa kawalan ko ng alternatibong solusyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binigyan ko pa ang sarili ko ng ilang minuto para pag-isipang mabuti ang bawat posibilidad na inihain sa akin. Bigla kong naalala ang sabi ng guro ko sa Teolohiya, na kahit limitado ang mga solusyon, kailangan pa ring mamili, at sa pagpili, tingnan kung alin sa mga pagpipilian ang para sa akin ang higit na may pag-asa. Binalikan kong muli ang papel, at sa wakas, nagkaroon na rin ako ng personal kong paninindigan ukol sa isyung ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag&lt;strong&gt;taka&lt;/strong&gt; naman ako kung bakit umabot pa ng ganito katagal ang pagdedesisyon ko, kung kailan natalo na ang pinanigan ko. Maaaring dahil sa survey ay napilitan akong umupo at pag-isipan talaga ito. Maaaring kinailangan ko muna’ng malaman na makatutulong sa pagdesisyon ko ang paghahanap ng pag-asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik ako sa naging pagdududa ko sa mga posibleng magiging epekto ng mga solusyong naimungkahi. Sa sobrang pagdududa ko, hindi ako nakakita ng alternatibong solusyon. Ngunit may kukurampot akong pag-asa na magiging maayos ang lahat. ‘Yun nga lang, hindi ko alam kung saan manggagaling ‘yung pag-asang tinutukoy ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw kong maniwala na wala nang pag-asa ang Pilipinas. Ika nga nila, habang may buhay, may pag-asa. Hindi pa huli ang lahat. Mawawalan ng katuturan ang lahat ng bagay kung mawawalan tayo ng pag-asa. Kahit na anong mangyari, may pag-asa pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*serious mode off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga 9:40PM na ako nakauwi kagabi at pagkahapuna’y umupo na sa harapan ng computer. Halos 2:00AM na ako tumayo mula sa computer kaninang madaling araw sa pakikinig sa mga rambulan sa kongreso via DZBB online. Hindi ko inasahan na pagkapasok ko sa aking kwarto’y may naghihintay pala sa aking sorpresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To make the long story short, 3:15AM na ako nakatulog sa kaiiyak at nagdesisyong hindi na pumasok sa 7:30AM class ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;WERE&lt;/strong&gt; the only person who knew how to surprise me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;WERE&lt;/strong&gt; always the best part of my day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112601213267284713?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112601213267284713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112601213267284713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112601213267284713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112601213267284713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/emotions-taking-me-over.html' title='Emotions Taking Me Over'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112594154112136330</id><published>2005-09-06T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:18.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manny has Many Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I attended a presentation yesterday afternoon about the new student leadership center that will be constructed in campus. Majority of the students who attended, including myself, were amazed about the plans of how the building will look like &amp; what will be put inside. Apart from the new building, there were several other developments in the coming months like the construction of a BIG swimming pool behind the College Covered Courts &amp;amp; the creation of the School of Medicine &amp; Public Health. Several oohs &amp;amp; ahhs were let out all over the lecture hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation, I realized that not once was the ongoing political crisis mentioned. I thought, our school is spending so much money on the construction of this building for student leaders, but what kind of leaders, let alone what kind of students, is our school forming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be another mobilization to Congress later at 10:30AM. Again, I don’t think I’d be able to go because of our thesis consultation at noon. Great. Apart from this, I got scared about what would happen over at Sandiganbayan, what with Cory Aquino &amp;amp; Susan Roces joining forces to go there. I'm a chicken sh*t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I’m still awake listening to the goings-on in Congress. I can’t believe they’re still at it. If they spent this much time ACTUALLY doing something good for the country, maybe we won't be in such a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;On a lighter note, I'd like to quote a friend from a YM conversation we just had a while ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ayoko maging congressman, [lalo na kung laging puyatan at maraming kailangang i-deliberate]. Presidente na lang, para ikaw [ang] laging pinag-uusapan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Good point.Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I think I need to sleep now. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112594154112136330?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112594154112136330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112594154112136330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112594154112136330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112594154112136330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/manny-has-many-money.html' title='Manny has Many Money'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112580094121990306</id><published>2005-09-04T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahil Wala Akong Makausap At Sinisipag Akong Mag-blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First time ko'ng mag-overnight sa bahay ng kaibigan last Friday night. Pero sana talaga hindi trabaho 'yung ginawa namin sa first overnight ko. Hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halos wala kaming tulog sa paggawa ng chapter 1 &amp; 2 ng thesis proposal namin. Deadline was yesterday at noon. Kumaripas kami from Corinthian Gardens dahil 11:30AM na namin natapos 'yung paper. May mali pa nga sa printing pero we didn't realize it until we were already in White Plains. Kebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang din Cha was able to help us with some of the questions we had about our thesis. She was our adviser-on-call, although when we tried calling her at around 6AM she was obviously fast asleep from watching An Affair to Remember for 4 straight times. (Malala ka na, bakla! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were running on chips, gum, chocolates, and Coke. I think the Coke worked on Hazel because she was the one up all night until she decided to sleep at 6-8AM. As for me &amp;amp; 3cia, we had several power naps throughout the evening. I still can't believe I fell asleep on the computer chair. It was pretty comfortable, I must say. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Ateneo, we went straight to CORD, where our thesis adviser's office was. When we got there, we were told that our teacher left for the Psy Dept that morning &amp; had a messenger deliver all the submitted thesis proposals there just a few seconds before we got there. Yes, we saw the messenger outside the CORD building when we got off the car. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 3cia &amp;amp; I had a lot of bags with us from the overnight, Hazel rushed to the department &amp; submitted the paper. 3cia &amp;amp; I slumped ourselves on a bench in the SS Foyer &amp; waited for Cha's reply if she wanted to have lunch with us, since she said she wanted some company that day, plus we owed her for all the help she's given us. We decided to order pizzas &amp;amp; had it delivered to the Foyer. We were just too darn tired to move. I was feeling lightheaded &amp; had a heavy feeling on my chest, probably caused by my lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pizza came, Cha was already there with us, plus Jose who was with her. We talked, shared some laughs, &amp;amp; got really full. 3cia &amp; I finished our share of the pizza while Cha didn't want to eat her last piece. Good thing Doc T came by &amp;amp; we just gave him the last piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~beaditz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &amp; Yanna coming from the Psy Dept at around past 12:30PM, I think, obviously having just passed their proposal. Bea decided to hang out with us while Yanna went on. Bea asked me if I wanted to watch "Anak Dalita" over at UP for our History bonus paper. We were both tired from doing our papers &amp;amp; we also had a lot of bags from our respective overnights. We decided to take a cab going to UP. We made a detour to My Place first because Bea had to drop off her contact prints. Bea told me that she was going to be fetched at UP after the movie &amp; that I could be dropped off in Ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to UP on time. The movie was supposed to start at 2PM, but didn't until around 2:40PM. We spent the whole time before the movie just chit-chatting, which is something I really missed doing with her. When the film started, I was already afraid that I would doze off because of my lack of sleep, &amp;amp; true enough, I did fall asleep several times. I think that was the first time I slept on a movie in a movie house. Anyway, I think I was awake during the more important parts of the movie so I'm sure I could still write something about it in my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bea's mom fetched us at past 4PM &amp; went back to Ateneo. It was raining pretty hard when we got there. Good thing I was able to ask Tin if I could hitch a ride with her going home. I got home at around 540PM, fixed my things, took a cold shower, &amp;amp; slept at around 6:20PM. I don't recall having been called to dinner that evening but I didnt' wake up until 1:20AM. I felt pretty much rested but I decided to stay in bed &amp; didn't get up until 8AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I could've done something productive at 1:20AM like finish reading Utilitarianism for Philo, or the Personality Disorders chapter for Abnormal Psy, or I could've gone online to write this blog entry, or written at least one of the 4 papers I'm supposed to submit within the month, or do some long overdue org work. I could've done all that but didn't. Why? I don't want to say I was just lazy (which is probably the best answer) or tired (I just had a good night's sleep). I think I just didn't like the loneliness of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the funny &amp;amp; frustrating part about Friday night was that some friends of ours had a sleepover, got themselves drunk &amp; just had fun while we were slaving over our paper. Yes, nainggit ako. And I don't think I've really had any fun in a long time. Sure, I get to have my dose of laughter every now &amp;amp; then from being with friends, but actual fun is something almost alien to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I felt peace within me. Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever felt peace within me. There's always something to worry about, something to be angry about, something to be sad about. Maybe it's impossible for a person to find absolute peace within himself until he actually dies. (Don't worry, I won't kill myself over this. hahaha) I think the closest any person would ever get to inner peace is the feeling of relief, which is sadly, fleeting. Still, I am thankful for the fleeting feeling of relief, because its absence teaches me how to hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang ayaw ko nang mag-type. I think I'm going to go back upstairs &amp;amp; watch a movie with my brother. To hell with the things I have to do. Mamaya na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112580094121990306?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112580094121990306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112580094121990306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112580094121990306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112580094121990306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/09/dahil-wala-akong-makausap-at-sinisipag.html' title='Dahil Wala Akong Makausap At Sinisipag Akong Mag-blog'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112539932400910462</id><published>2005-08-30T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie Days Are Here To Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I just want to rant about my schedule for the next few days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Tomorrow: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;PSY 112 (Thesis) Exam - Coverage: 9 chapters, the APA Manual, &amp; the thesis guidelines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;PSY 113 (Abnormal Psy) Exam - Coverage: 3 chapters -- around 40-50 pages each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;HI 166 (Philippine History) Graded Recitation &amp;amp; Quiz - Coverage: 2 chapters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;PSY 112 (Thesis) Submission - Chapter 1 (revised) &amp; Chapter 2 of thesis proposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wait till I tell you what will happen in the weeks that will follow. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I'm at the library right now burning my brain cells. My eyes are strained. I just hope I finish studying. I don't know how I'm going to be able to deal with our thesis work with all these other requirements floating above our heads. Planning to drown myself in coffee tonight. I just hope I can stay up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have around 30 minutes left to study here in the lib till Vicente &amp;amp; Jaya end their classes. Back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord, help us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112539932400910462?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112539932400910462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112539932400910462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112539932400910462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112539932400910462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/zombie-days-are-here-to-stay.html' title='Zombie Days Are Here To Stay'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112531437201265048</id><published>2005-08-29T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gastric Disturbance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;50th birthday ng tatay ko ngayon. Dapat kakain kami ng hapunan sa labas pero inatake 'yung sikmura ko kaya hindi na kami tumuloy. Nakakahiya nga kasi alas-singko sumakit 'yung sikmura ko at walang naihandang ulam para dito sa bahay ngayong gabi. Bakit sumakit ang sikmura ko? STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa mga kailangang aralin at gawin para sa eskwelahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa masalimuot na sitwasyon ng ating lipunan -- sa gobyerno, sa mga nagpapahirap sa tao, at lalo na sa mga nahihirapan dahil sa kapabayaan ng iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa mga taong may magandang hangarin para sa kinabukasan ng bayan ngunit mali ang itinuturo at ipinapakita sa kabataan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa mga taong hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ganoon mag-isip at umasta pero kabalbalan lamang ang mga ginagawa at sinasabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa mga taong malabo ang paninindigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa mga taong walang paninindigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress sa "pagkawala" ng isang matalik na kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa tapos ang kalbaryo ko. Lintik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112531437201265048?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112531437201265048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112531437201265048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112531437201265048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112531437201265048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/gastric-disturbance.html' title='Gastric Disturbance'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112528286840590346</id><published>2005-08-29T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helplessness vs. Humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/login.php"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; Horoscope for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can huff, and you can puff, and you can blow someone's house down, but it may not get you what you want in the end. In fact, the stars can definitely guarantee that it won't get you what you need, either. Rather than letting your emotions run away with you, acknowledge that you have some very strong feelings on the topic. Once you do that, you may just see what the real answer to this conundrum is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you sometimes hate the feeling of not being in control? When you can't seem to get what you want &amp; need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hay. I don't want to continue this entry anymore. Too many emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112528286840590346?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112528286840590346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112528286840590346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112528286840590346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112528286840590346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/helplessness-vs-humility.html' title='Helplessness vs. Humility'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112523220465302190</id><published>2005-08-28T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Kawawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Narinig ko sa radyo nung Friday na break-up season daw ngayon. Gusto kong maniwala na hindi, pero parang totoo. Paano ko nasabi? Maraming ebidensya. As in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May nabasa akong blog entry ng isa kong kaibigan. May karanasan sya na matagal ko nang gustong maranasan. Ayaw kong ikwento kasi baka makasuhan pa ako ng copyright infringement hehe. Pero bottom line, naramdaman nya na sobra syang special. Ewan ko ba. Minsan iniisip ko na I'm so hard to please. Tipong high maintenance person pero not in material &amp;amp; superficial aspects but more of emotional support yung kailangan ko. Hay. Basta, nainggit ako sa kaibigan ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;May nasabi sa akin si Bro Art nung nag-uusap kami after ng Waterhole FS nung Friday. Di ko na matandaan kung ano yung pinag-uusapan namin pero nasabi kong lagi na lang akong tagapag-alaga pero walang nag-aalaga sa akin. Sabi nya, "Hindi naman kasi kailangang hanapin sa ibang tao yun eh." Medyo paraphrased na yun, by the way. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tama si Bro Art. Hay. Ewan ko. Akala ko I have a strong sense of self. Hindi pala. I just come out strong to most people pero sa katotohanan, 'pag mag-isa na ako, sobra akong needy. Siguro dahil perception ng karamihan na strong ako, pati ako naniwala doon. Big mistake, Chinky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang dami kong pinagdaanan this past week na malamang may carryover to this coming week. Kailangang magpakatatag. Pero for now, dadaanin ko muna sa iyak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112523220465302190?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112523220465302190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112523220465302190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112523220465302190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112523220465302190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-kawawa.html' title='Feeling Kawawa'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112443061288950093</id><published>2005-08-19T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Song of the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's Stay Together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Al Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I, I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is all right with me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you make me feel so brand new&lt;br /&gt;And I want to spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say since, baby, since we've been together&lt;br /&gt;Loving you forever&lt;br /&gt;Is what I need&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you come running to&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be untrue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's, let's stay together&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' you whether, whether&lt;br /&gt;Times are good or bad, happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why some people break up&lt;br /&gt;Then turn around and make up&lt;br /&gt;I just can't see&lt;br /&gt;You'd never do that to me (would you, baby)&lt;br /&gt;Staying around you is all I see&lt;br /&gt;(Here's what I want us to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's, we oughta stay together&lt;br /&gt;Loving you whether, whether&lt;br /&gt;Times are good or bad, happy or sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112443061288950093?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112443061288950093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112443061288950093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112443061288950093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112443061288950093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/feel-good-song-of-moment.html' title='Feel Good Song of the Moment'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112393796305788287</id><published>2005-08-13T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veritas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"What makes us unhappy are the things that we try to impose on ourselves - those that we hold true even if they are obviously false in its entirity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Bro. Art Tangara, SJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112393796305788287?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112393796305788287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112393796305788287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112393796305788287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112393796305788287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/veritas.html' title='Veritas'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112392407972495780</id><published>2005-08-13T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Citrus Fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HANGGANG KAILAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Orange &amp;amp; Lemons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labis na naiinip&lt;br /&gt;Nayayamot sa bawat saglit&lt;br /&gt;Kapag naaalala ka&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman akong magawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi ka na baby&lt;br /&gt;'Di na ako sanay nang wala ka&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap ang mag-isa&lt;br /&gt;At sa gabi'y hinahanap-hanap kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang kailan ako maghihintay&lt;br /&gt;Na makasama kang muli&lt;br /&gt;Sa buhay kong puno ng&lt;br /&gt;Paghihirap&lt;br /&gt;At tanging ikaw lang ang&lt;br /&gt;Pumapawi sa mga luha at&lt;br /&gt;Naglalagay ng ngiti sa mga labi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di mapigilang mag-isip&lt;br /&gt;Na baka sa tagal&lt;br /&gt;Mahulog ang loob mo sa iba&lt;br /&gt;Nakakabalisa&lt;br /&gt;Knock on wood&lt;br /&gt;H'wag naman sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi ka na baby&lt;br /&gt;'Di na ako sanay nang wala ka&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap ang mag-isa&lt;br /&gt;At sa gabi'y hinahanap-hanap kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang kailan ako maghihintay&lt;br /&gt;Na makasama kang muli&lt;br /&gt;Sa buhay kong puno ng&lt;br /&gt;Paghihirap&lt;br /&gt;At tanging ikaw lang ang&lt;br /&gt;Pumapawi sa mga luha at&lt;br /&gt;Naglalagay ng ngiti sa mga labi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi ka na baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112392407972495780?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112392407972495780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112392407972495780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112392407972495780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112392407972495780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/citrus-fresh.html' title='Citrus Fresh'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112362685982028984</id><published>2005-08-10T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:16.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborn Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/login.php"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; Horoscope for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You excel at solving puzzles on your own, but right now, holding your problems in won't make you stronger -- on the contrary, it might deprive you of the help that's well within your reach if you could only make the smallest gesture toward it. Remember that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;asking for aid doesn't make you weak -- it makes you smart&lt;/span&gt;. So if something's been on your mind, grab a friend and pour out your troubles to their sympathetic ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah I know. Avoidance coping na ito. I think the reason behind this is that I've become more selfish &amp;amp; that I don't want to face that change in me. If you think this is a recent issue, no. Matagal-tagal na rin ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112362685982028984?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112362685982028984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112362685982028984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112362685982028984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112362685982028984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/stubborn-me.html' title='Stubborn Me'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112329178317530671</id><published>2005-08-06T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:16.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue [Still Waiting]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was my &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/login.php"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; Horoscope from July 30:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's Forecast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Right out of the blue, a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;romantic proposition&lt;/span&gt; will arrive -- an extremely attractive one. You'll be more than happy to accept the offer, and you'd be foolish not to. Be sure all parties concerned are honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There's a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bunny rabbit&lt;/span&gt; who wants you to give them a bite of carrot. Be generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Someone you've been amazingly fond of for some time will suddenly let you know that the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feelings are extremely mutual&lt;/span&gt;. What should you do about it? Well, for starters, pick up your jaw and let yourself grin. Saying something appropriate wouldn't hurt, either -- something along the lines of 'me, too,' for example. You might also think of where to have dinner tonight. You'll need to keep up your strength if you're going to keep someone this startling entertained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After almost a week later, nothing. Waiting waiting waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah, the new crush I was talking about in my last entry? Uulitin ko lang ang sinabi ko: I'm really attracted to men I can't have. hahaha Basta, yun na yun. Hindi s'ya elevated to stalkee status. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, si stalkee. Ang kyut n'ya talaga. Sana magkaroon kami ng opportunity to know each other more. Hi at hello lang kami forever. Minsan hirit dito, hirit doon, pero wala. Ang babaw. Hay. Sadness. Sana talaga before I graduate maging friends kami at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tama pala 'yung sinasabi sa psychology na teaching children to wait instills hope in them. May pagka-synonymous pala sila. Kapag sinabi sa 'yo ng isang tao na, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't wait for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;," ang ibig n'yang sabihin, "H'wag ka nang umasa." Ang galing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Masarap maghintay at umasa na matutupad ang gusto natin, pero nakakapagod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112329178317530671?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112329178317530671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112329178317530671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112329178317530671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112329178317530671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/08/overdue-still-waiting.html' title='Overdue [Still Waiting]'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112240346757212139</id><published>2005-07-27T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/login.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Horoscope for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A loved one you've been thinking about fondly for some time has &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;finally come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- at least, it seems that way. There are several roadblocks in their way, however, many of which won't move aside easily. The hard part will be your urge to clear their way without enlisting any help at all from them. The &lt;strong&gt;harder part will be the absolute necessity of your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so that they can make this happen alone -- which is what will really count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Surprisingly, I have a new crush. Yes, my stalkee finally has competition. Haha! Then again, my horoscope might be referring to my stalkee. Has he finally come around? (Rhett Miller's "Come Around" crooning in the background) Drama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just for the record: Hindi ko mahal si stalkee. Eye candy lamang s'ya. Nyahaha! Pero in fur-ness, I began to like him because he's really nice, has a sense of humor, very passionate, God-fearing... hay. Drool drool drool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My new crush, on the other hand... well, let's just say I have a track record of being attracted to men I can't have. So let's just leave it at that. Sana hindi ma-develop at maging stalkee #2 ko s'ya or worse: mahalin ko s'ya. Deym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kakaiba. Sobrang conscious ang paghahanap ko ng boylet ngayon. Feeling ko seniors' syndrome na ito. Desperada ang lola n'yo. Shyet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope hope hope... is the second name of my Educ Psy teacher. (Labo mode again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Letting go... yes. Heto na naman tayo. Ewan ko ba. Gusto ko nang umusad, pero ang higpit pa rin ng kapit ko sa 'yo. Pero ramdam ko na mas kaya ko na ngayon. Ewan. Baka ngayon lang 'to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay leche. What an incoherent entry this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112240346757212139?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112240346757212139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112240346757212139&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112240346757212139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112240346757212139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/07/blag.html' title='Blag'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026624.post-112227797285782468</id><published>2005-07-25T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:47:16.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>De-stress Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'ve been called a toilet bowl by a &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=kumanderkumot"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; because I seem to have this great capacity to take in all the sh*t in other people's lives &amp; make them feel better after they have expelled their demons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever mind if I'm a mess myself. Most of the time, it's unnoticable anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ven if there are a ton of things that are going through my mind, I can set them aside to accomodate another person's ramblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ndless rants, piercing pains, ecstatic joys, you name it, I can handle it. Never mind me. They seem to be more in need than me. Then, the inevitable happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rowning in my own pool of tears, that's the end of my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;es, I am a living irony. I know when somebody is in need but won't let others know that I need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nce again, I have fooled everyone. "Outstanding performance!" is what I say when I look in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nderneath my smiles &amp;amp; laughter, a helpless little girl is curling up in a ball crying everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/login.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Horoscope for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're so ahead of your time. Like a time traveler. Interesting, what you think of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you're at all worried that you might say or do something to offend someone, especially if you're pretty darned sure about who it is and what the situation might be, take someone along for the ride who's equipped to mediate in situations such as this. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know who to ask -- because you've probably had to call on them in the past for just such a reason.&lt;/span&gt; Remember, too, that it's not you they'll be watching out for. It's anyone who gets in your way or challenges your opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Di ko alam kung anong mas masakit, kung hindi ka na kailangan ng mahal mo o kung hindi malaman ng mahal mo na kailangan mo s'ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ewan. Basta masakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Got this from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~princesaav"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Av's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to show girls you love them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Tell her she is beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;, not hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Hold her hand &lt;/strong&gt;at any moment even if it's just for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kiss her on the forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Leave her voice messages to wake up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Always tell her how beautiful she is, no matter what she's wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When she is upset, &lt;strong&gt;hold her tight&lt;/strong&gt; and tell her how much she means to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recognize the small things . . . THEY USUALLY MEAN THE MOST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Call her baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Sing to her&lt;/strong&gt; no matter how horrible your voice is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Pick her over all the other girls&lt;/strong&gt; you hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Write her notes&lt;/strong&gt;, she loves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introduce her to family and friends as your girlfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Play with her hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Pick her up, tickle her and play-wrestle with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sit in the park and just talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Tell her funny jokes, tell her stupid jokes, just &lt;strong&gt;tell her jokes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Throw pebbles at her window in the middle of the night just because you missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Let her fall asleep in your arms&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Carve your names into a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If she's mad at you, apologize because SHE is always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;CUDDLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Bring her flowers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;Look her in the eyes and smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Let her take as many pictures of you as she wants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slow dance with her, even if there isn't any music playing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kiss her in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;f your in love with her . . . &lt;u&gt;TELL HER&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;December awaits me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026624-112227797285782468?l=bugita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/feeds/112227797285782468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026624&amp;postID=112227797285782468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112227797285782468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026624/posts/default/112227797285782468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bugita.blogspot.com/2005/07/de-stress-call.html' title='De-stress Call'/><author><name>Chinky Ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971345148674264729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tZFvjF7AMWA/R6u2dPcGWDI/AAAAAAAAABI/9w5wl1-02IA/S220/IMG_1532.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
