<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878</id><updated>2011-08-01T12:25:11.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purging of Emotions - Cleansing of the Soul</title><subtitle type='html'>This is James's Blog... Walang kwentang pag-popost ng buhay buhay lalo na ng kanyang life as an Iskolar ng Bayan!!! Go guyz and read it!! Have fun!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-7686207423467239596</id><published>2011-02-06T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T10:05:26.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOWVILLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tNcjFWMb9A/TU7g9u-v1PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i2Djtkx_teY/s1600/Lowville.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tNcjFWMb9A/TU7g9u-v1PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i2Djtkx_teY/s320/Lowville.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570637140291736818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Well, I always wanted to have my own band. If fact, I have our first single in mind - CAPTAIN PLANET - OST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I got this from Chico Garcia and thought it was cool so I tried it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;This is Creating your band's album cover 101!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Here's what you have to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(238, 238, 238); line-height: 21px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Go to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; and click on “Random Article”. The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Go to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://quotationspage.com/"&gt;http://quotationspage.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; and click on “Random Quotes”. The last few words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Go to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; and click on “Interesting photos from the last seven days”. The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover. And in case you decide to post the final product, even if we’re just doing this for fun, don’t forget to acknowledge whoever owns the original image!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Use Photoshop to put it all together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. And voila, you’ve got you band’s CD album cover!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I thought that I would also share mine, because of its awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Credit to the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chicogarcia.wordpress.com"&gt;Chico Garcia&lt;/a&gt;: for the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quotationspage.com/quote/2827.html"&gt;James Garfield&lt;/a&gt;: for the quote (Yes! We even share the same name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77632291@N00/5413482509/"&gt;Ssabin&lt;/a&gt;: for the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8412878-7686207423467239596?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/7686207423467239596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=7686207423467239596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/7686207423467239596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/7686207423467239596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2011/02/lowville.html' title='LOWVILLE'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tNcjFWMb9A/TU7g9u-v1PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i2Djtkx_teY/s72-c/Lowville.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-4852996561035875087</id><published>2010-01-13T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:29:11.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the tune of N-Sync's Bye Bye Bye...</title><content type='html'>Bye Bye Blog... Bye Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-4852996561035875087?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/4852996561035875087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=4852996561035875087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/4852996561035875087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/4852996561035875087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-tune-of-n-syncs-bye-bye-bye.html' title='In the tune of N-Sync&apos;s Bye Bye Bye...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-8815588502028167393</id><published>2010-01-06T03:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:23:50.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That is when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I get tired of feeling sober, that is when I will be happy again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8412878-8815588502028167393?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/8815588502028167393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=8815588502028167393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/8815588502028167393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/8815588502028167393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2010/01/that-is-when.html' title='That is when...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5155133502815747576</id><published>2010-01-03T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:31:08.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An open letter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Christ, when he was persecuted, suffered in silence. He took the blows, the bruises, the pain, the humiliation without resistance. Although it is ideal that we strive to be like him, I just can't. &lt;i&gt;Punch me and i'll bleed, kick me and i'll retaliate&lt;/i&gt;-- I have the every right to. Besides, I'm still human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have three things in mind, not to divert the attention to something else, but I just had to express my long-suppressed thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not mad, but I have something against you. I know that you already knew about these things long ago. Why didn't you talk to me as I expected to you to. It seemed to me that you just don't care. You believed them, I supposed, but why didn't I get any benefit of the doubt? Why didn't you ask for my side? Why did it take you this long before you talked to me. I respect you so much, I wanted for so long to talk with you, even before all these. I guess you are too busy to over-see every little detail that is going through your flock. I just hope you cared a little more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Speak not evil one of another, brethren. He that speaketh evil of his brother, and judgeth his brother, speaketh evil of the law, and judgeth the law: but if thou judge the law, thou art not a doer of the law, but a judge.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You believe them, I suppose. Not that I claim that they are speaking evil of me. But what proof do they have? Don't I have the right to be friends with people outside the religion? Don't they have their own? Let's set aside the fact that these allegations are true, but one can always argue that they started as allegations. No one has approached me, no one has asked me, and no one can confirm or deny these issues but me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, if we always say to none-Baptists that what we want to share to them is a relationship with God and not RELIGION, doesn't it apply to human relationships as well? Should our relationships be based on RELIGION? How can we be so quick to judge and accuse one person of compromising? How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He who is without sin, cast the first stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can prove me wrong, you know the words of God by heart. I can only argue up to this point. Now, I want to hear you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish you can read this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5155133502815747576?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5155133502815747576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5155133502815747576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5155133502815747576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5155133502815747576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-letter.html' title='An open letter...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-1070563837980687269</id><published>2010-01-01T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:07:47.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;My first blog for 2010. Here it goes...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than a year ago, it was a complete confusion. I was facing two options: to keep a friendship that I absolutely value in my life, or to take that friendship to another level. In all the confusion, one thing was for sure, I don't want to lose her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four years in college, I can safely say that I really know her as much as she knows me. We talk about anything and everything-- the trivial, the serious, the humorous, the senseless, just about anything. I know who I was in her life, and I can easily say who she was in mine. We were friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was always the bestfriend, never the boyfriend. I'm used to that, no regrets or whatsoever, I guess that was just me. Growing up, I was always one of the girls. I can say that I have not yet pictured myself playing the boyfriend role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faced with my dilemma, OUR dilemma I mean, I had to make a decision. I decided to take the second option. We took the relationship to the next step. We became more than just friends, but partners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fear was always there. The what if's never ceased to resurface. The maybe's have to be dealt with as well. But above all these, we did our best to stay happy. I have to admit that it was never a walk in the park. Keeping the relationship alive was bittersweet. We struggled. We strived. We stayed together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were issues-- countless issues. We always try to resolve them, but sometimes they demand more from us. There were times that we almost gave-up, but it was always this that kept us together-- we are happy with each other. The relationship is getting stronger. The root grows deeper. We are growing as individuals and as partners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are times of doubts. Right now, I am struggling. I am VERY happy and satisfied with how we are right now, but sometimes... &lt;i&gt;you jus&lt;/i&gt;t. There are time I feel inadequate. There are times that I want to speak but choose to keep silent. There are times I just wish I am free(&lt;i&gt;er&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be unfair to her if I say she has taken my freedom. Sometimes, it is just my decision to let go of this freedom I once had. There are things that I want to do but choose not to, cause I don't want another argument. There are times I just choose to withdraw myself to be fair with her. Sure, I can do without those things, but sometimes you just miss them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to spend uninterrupted time for my faith without having to think of texting her or updating her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to go out with my high-school friends again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to watch games on my own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want time for myself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want more rest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is not prohibiting me from doing these things, but I choose not to, because it will spark another fight. Sure, I can do without them, all for the sake of having a harmonious relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had to let this out. Sometimes I just feel it's unfair. I guess that is just how life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-1070563837980687269?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/1070563837980687269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=1070563837980687269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/1070563837980687269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/1070563837980687269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-are-times.html' title='There are times...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-713653923525798738</id><published>2009-07-10T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:02:22.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Post</title><content type='html'>Yes! After a long time, I finally convinced myself to write a blog entry today. My last post was like ages ago. I think I'm slowly loosing my (non-existent) writing skills. What should I write about? I can rant about a million of senseless things (which I have always done), but this time I want to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right! Let's start with that-- MAKING SENSE. I have always believed that I am a sensible person, with intelligence higher than that of an amoeba. For me, making sense is not using words that only Meriam-Webster can understand, neither is it getting straight A's on your report card. Making sense for me is speaking with coherence, stating an idea which most people can comprehend; it is expressing your self in any possible way as long you are understood. Given this definition, indeed, I am not making any sense at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, is it really important to make sense? That's a good one! Let's talk about life and what are the important things in it. I created this blog so that I can share my life, my experiences, my challenges, my thoughts-- ME. No matter how many times I say it to myself that what other people say won't affect me, one way or another, they still do. This sounds very selfish, but at this, all that is important for me is to be happy-- regardless. Now, this is where the complications enter the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does happiness come from. How can one be genuinely happy. I believe that happiness is very subjective. Some people find happiness in different things, in different places, in different ways. Where do I get mine? Ice cream! Delicious foods never fail to put a smile on my face. I must admit, happy foods really make me happy. Being with my loved ones make me really happy as well. Simple things make me happy. I dare say, the elusive happiness is not that elusive at all. Our pursuit of happiness (not the movie) can be ended with just one word-- CONTENTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not that difficult to satisfy me (in every sense of the word :P). I am really contented with what I have. Seldom do I ask for something I don't have. I believe, that I already have what I need, any addition to it will be great but they are not necessary at all. Making do with what you have is NOT contentment, being happy with what you have is more like it. In a way, it is very circular. To be happy, you have to be contented with what you have; to be contented you have to be happy with what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me back to making sense, happiness, and life. I still believe that what's important for me is to be happy. I am happy, satisfied, contented. I could not ask for more. Really! I have a job, I have a family, I know I am loved. I know, I nor my life is neither perfect. Maybe some parts of it are not there, but SURPRISINGLY it is perfectly well. Cliche' as it may sound, I could not ask for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-713653923525798738?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/713653923525798738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=713653923525798738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/713653923525798738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/713653923525798738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2009/07/latest-post.html' title='The Latest Post'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-627436095985957144</id><published>2008-08-01T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:27:26.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Ten Oldest Jokes</title><content type='html'>I was reading random articles from Yahoo! when I stumbled upon this article about the world's oldest jokes. I was redirected to this &lt;a href="http://uktv.co.uk/dave/item/aid/604717"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, and I was really entertained by what I read. They listed top ten of the world's most ancient jokes. Some of the jokes are funny, some just left me clueless. Anyway, I am sharing this list to you. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World's Ten Oldest Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;1. Something which has never occurred since time immemorial: a young woman did not fart in her husband's lap (1900 BC – 1600 BC Sumerian Proverb Collection 1.12-1.13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you entertain a bored pharaoh? You sail a boatload of young women dressed only in fishing nets down the Nile and urge the pharaoh to go catch a fish (An abridged version first found in 1600 BC on the Westcar Papryus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Three ox drivers from Adab were thirsty: one owned the ox, the other owned the cow and the other owned the wagon's load. The owner of the ox refused to get water because he feared his ox would be eaten by a lion; the owner of the cow refused because he thought his cow might wander off into the desert; the owner of the wagon refused because he feared his load would be stolen. So they all went. In their absence the ox made love to the cow which gave birth to a calf which ate the wagon's load. Problem: Who owns the calf?! (1200 BC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A woman who was blind in one eye has been married to a man for 20 years. When he found another woman he said to her, "I shall divorce you because you are said to be blind in one eye." And she answered him: "Have you just discovered that after 20 years of marriage!?" (Egyptian circa 1100 BC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Odysseus tells the Cyclops that his real name is nobody. When Odysseus instructs his men to attack the Cyclops, the Cyclops shouts: "Help, nobody is attacking me!" No one comes to help. (Homer. The Odyssey 800 BC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Question: What animal walks on four feet in the morning, two at noon and three at evening? Answer: Man. He goes on all fours as a baby, on two feet as a man and uses a cane in old age (Appears in Oedipus Tyrannus and first performed in 429 BC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Man is even more eager to copulate than a donkey - his purse is what restrains him (Egyptian, Ptolemaic Period 304 BC – 30 BC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Augustus was touring his Empire and noticed a man in the crowd who bore a striking resemblance to himself. Intrigued he asked: "Was your mother at one time in service at the Palace?" "No your Highness," he replied, "but my father was." (Credited to the Emporer Augustus 63 BC – 29 AD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wishing to teach his donkey not to eat, a pedant did not offer him any food. When the donkey died of hunger, he said "I've had a great loss. Just when he had learned not to eat, he died." (Dated to the Philogelos 4th /5th Century AD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Asked by the court barber how he wanted his hair cut, the king replied: "In silence." (Collected in the Philogelos or "Laughter-Lover" the oldest extant jest book and compiled in the 4th/5th Century AD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;So what is your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-627436095985957144?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/627436095985957144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=627436095985957144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/627436095985957144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/627436095985957144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/08/worlds-ten-oldest-jokes.html' title='World&apos;s Ten Oldest Jokes'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-3009899998600575006</id><published>2008-07-20T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:42:15.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mapait Ba?</title><content type='html'>Sinimulan ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinapos ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinuloy niyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kung yan ang gusto niyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;It's either you kill them with kindness, or you give them a taste of their own medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the latter. Not that somebody asked for it, but that is what -I think- you are asking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you by the way, you are making this fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;You add spice to my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how much I am enjoying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia can kill people.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is the center of the solar system.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a superhero.&lt;br /&gt;Where can I have our ink cartridge refilled?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-3009899998600575006?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/3009899998600575006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=3009899998600575006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/3009899998600575006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/3009899998600575006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/07/mapait-ba.html' title='Mapait Ba?'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-6353140063439476487</id><published>2008-07-13T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:37:51.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Old Hags</title><content type='html'>I HAD REACHED THE END OF MY TOLERANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite a long time, I find myself crying again. I can't even remember when was the last time I shed a tear. I'm really the type of person who tries to keep everything to himself. It's not that I consider crying as a weakness; I'm not just fond of expressing too much emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll keep this blog entry for my selected contacts only, I don't want her to know that I cried... Although, I know, eventually someone will surely tell her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started last Saturday. Finally, we had the chance to settle some serious things between us. Apologies were done, forgiveness were made. Everything was ALMOST back to normal. We took the long walk to her house like we used to. We talked and laughed like we used to. We were supposed to eat at McDonald's like we used to, but they were only serving spaghetti during that time, so we just went to Jollibee instead. (Alam niyo na probinsya bihira ang marangal na kainan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit it, I was very happy. Everything has been cleared and settled. I was even surprised with myself; I was able to say words I never imagined I would be saying. Believe me, you will not want to hear it, get goosebumps myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just when everything was slowly getting better, here comes the group of old HAGS... again! (I will say they are really a bunch of OLD HAGS, this is private entry anyway) They were not yet through with their hobby-- gossip making. I thought all issues were settled between the two us, I know they are. But the OLD HAGS, slowly losing their market values, don't want to see us happy; they were now putting into question our reconciliation. I know everything is already okay between the two of us, but just when the wounds were already starting to heal, here they come trying to open them again and even inflict more pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the heck are their reasons. Maybe it's because of their insecurities, or even the fear of getting old ALONE. I will just try to understand the situation of the OLD HAGS; they who are slowly losing their market values (if there are some left!). This is the only thing they can do to make themselves happy, 'cause no male Sapien sapien will get attracted to OLD HAGS like them... EVER! unless these are male horses, donkeys, or ogres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, nothing was changed between the two us. We will try to go on and become happy again. Who knows, we can even formulate a poison to put on their apples; we'll say they came from prince charming. They will definitely believe it.... DESPERATE OLD HAGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or DESPERATE OLD MAIDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ Isn't "old hag" redundant?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Just for emphasis!&lt;br /&gt;Tuyot na matatandang dalaga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-6353140063439476487?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/6353140063439476487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=6353140063439476487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6353140063439476487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6353140063439476487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/07/desperate-old-hags.html' title='Desperate Old Hags'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5360636133177782759</id><published>2008-06-27T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:37:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Random Entry</title><content type='html'>NOTHING: I'm running out of things to do. Is this the price I have to pay for not having a job? Ok, I know doing nothing is one of the greatest things one can do (why is there something instead of nothing). When I say I'm doing nothing, what I mean is I'm not really doing nothing but, that nothing is something that I am doing. When you say there in nothing then there is something!!! This is how random and crappy my mind works right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10FACTS: I was supposed to post the ten-facts-about-me thingy, but I'm still polishing things up. That post will really be bongga! If I will be able to post it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASONS: So why am I blogging? I don't really know. I have already watched new videos from all my youtube subscriptions. I have checked my email, my friendster account, my multiply account, my youtube account, my imeem account, and that's it. Right now I'm just running out of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUTUBE: I still don't want to sleep. Tatay is still awake, secretly peeking at what I'm doing. It pisses me off! Anyway, I watched happyslip's new video. It was great! I watched another video teaching the happyslip-cup-beat! I already know how to do it! It is such an accomplishmet. I want my father to go to bed first! I still don't wanna sleep yet. I should really lessen those siestas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSH-MUSH: My &lt;a href="http://pogssz.multiply.com/photos/album/30/Im_going_to_do_the_same..."&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; was really nothing. I just want to share that cool video I found. The creator has more cool vids, you can visit his youtube channel &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/AgentXPQ"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. ok! Somehow, I was able to relate to that video, but I have gotten over that stage. I know my downfalls, my shortcomings, my faults, as well as hers. I'll be man enough and take all the blame. Right now it's as if we live in two different worlds. It's as if we don't know each other. It's as if we were blinded and unable to see one another. This is better; I'm coping with the situation well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIREFOX3: We're now using FIREFOX3! I don't think it's different from the previous version. Well, they changed some little things on the appearance of the browser, and I guess that's it. After performing unbelievably well, our internet connection is again back to it's normal, crappy self. Connection drops in about every ten minutes. Before, when this happens I have to restart everything when I'm downloading something, but I noticed that with the new FIREFOX3, downloading or uploading something resumes even after the i-connection drops! Amazingly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXERCISE: Tatay is making me laugh (secretly). He is doing some funny exercises right now. I think he is preparing for something. Hahaha! Now he already went inside their room. He just finished the late news pala! Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE: I have nothing more to say...&lt;br /&gt;Naantok na rin ako...&lt;br /&gt;Tulog na nga ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5360636133177782759?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5360636133177782759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5360636133177782759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5360636133177782759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5360636133177782759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-random-entry.html' title='Another Random Entry'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-4528081235556334427</id><published>2008-06-11T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:35:01.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Published Somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncontrollable circumstances and factors dictated and caused these things to happen. I thought I was in control of the situation, but I was wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I thought, we were just at our usual "avoiding phase." I thought there was nothing serious to get worried about, but I was wrong-- I was terribly wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you space, more room for you to move; this, for me, was what you needed, and again, I was wrong. It was rather what I wanted. I don't want my happiness to be based on something or someone, and this was slowly happening to me. I depended on you too much. To make things worse, people see us as one entity; we lost our individuality-- one can never be happy without the other, one should be beside the other to find comfort and happiness. I dread for these things to happen. I had to take action, and moving away from you was my best option: my last resort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My action took its toll. No problem was solved. We moved further, away from each other. And to top it all, you became mad at me. Rumors grew, speculations were made, and you believed on them all; without even trying to consult me. I was badmouthed; issues were made about what happened to us. But I'm taking a firm stand, and I believe to none of those. We should know better; I trusted you to believe on me, but I was wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things already got worse between the two of us. I made the first move to clear things out, but your mind was already made up. That was all I can do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when things are starting to fall into their right places, I realized that nothing was really right. Everything was a disaster, and we can do nothing about that. I don't regret the wonderful (and even the awful) things that happened when we were together, but its time to take the first step to moving on. We need not to say our goodbyes and lock our doors; I'm keeping mine open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not say goodbye but goodnight. Take a rest; we both need it. When we wake up, our minds will be cleared, ready to make more noble decisions. Right now, we cannot just let our emotions dictate our actions. Goodnight my sleeping beauty; It saddens me that it is not my kiss that woke you up, but it has rather put you to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;***keso!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-4528081235556334427?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/4528081235556334427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=4528081235556334427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/4528081235556334427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/4528081235556334427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/06/published-somewhere.html' title='Published Somewhere'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5446275739314229916</id><published>2008-05-12T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:33:46.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandamakmak na Paltos at Sugat</title><content type='html'>Dahil sa bibo kid ako, yan ito ang napala ng kamay ko.&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sira ang letters "el" at "ar" ng keyboard namin, kailangan ng extra effort from my wounded hands sa pagtatayp nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron ako dapat job interview sa Makati, kaso hindi ako pumunta. Dahil sa malawakang transport strike (na hindi ko alam kung natuoy nga), hindi na ko nag-effort na gumising ng maaga. Noong nakaraang gabi pa lang, nagdesisyon na akong hindi tumuloy. Bahala na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpa-alarm pa rin ako ng 7am dahil naka-schedule kaming maglinis ng church ngayon. Masaya at maligalig akong nagtungo sa church, maya-maya magbabago na ang mood ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una ko silang nakitang naglalagay ng mga bato sa isang gilid. Dahil nga bibo kid ako, nagdadali-dali akong tumulong. mukha naman kasing madali... nagkakamali pala ako. Pagkatapos namin, napansin kong medyo iba yung itsura nung gawa ko sa gawa nila. May aesthetic value yung sa kanila, yung akin, parang tumpok lang ng mga bato. Kinailangan kong i-retouch yung sa kin para maging kamukha naman nung sa kanila kahit konti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos nun, nagdesisyon akong mag-iba ng career. Kumuha ako ng kalaykay. Magpapatag na lang pala ako ng lupa, parang mas madali at masaya yun. MULI! Nagkakamali pala ako. Doon ko nakuha ang mga una kong blisters *para sosyal* Naramdaman ko na lang na medyo mahapdi na yung kanang kamay ko. Ayun na nga paltos na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng lunch break, nagpalit na ulit ako ng career. Kung kanina landscape architect ako na naging gravedigger, ngayon naman isa akong karpintero. Nag-uumapaw ang kabibohan sa katawan ko, nagpasya akong tulungan si kuya leo sa pagtatayo ng bakod. Sinabi niya linisin ko na lang daw yung kawayan. Akala ko, huhugasan ko yung mga kawayan, yun pala kakailanganin kong kumuha ng itak at kinisin ang mga matatalas na gilid nung mga kawayan. Noong una hindi ko naiintindihan yung ginagawa ko, ga-toothpic na nga lang yung natitira sa kawayan. Noong medyo natutunan ko na at naiintindihan yung ginagawa ko, naging mabilis na ang production at tumaas na rin ang quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong kinailangan ng maghugas ng kamay, doon ko na nakita at naramdaman ang kabayaran ng sobrang kabibohan! Sandamakmak na Sugat at Paltos. Mahapdi pero medyo bearable naman... akala ko kasi pati yung kamay ko dapat tinataga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga sugat at paltos sa aking kamay... parang pag-ibig lang yan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! Joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang, trip ko lang magblog ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa rin nauubos ang kabibohan sa katawan ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5446275739314229916?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5446275739314229916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5446275739314229916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5446275739314229916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5446275739314229916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/05/sandamakmak-na-paltos-at-sugat.html' title='Sandamakmak na Paltos at Sugat'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-8864516710749408148</id><published>2008-05-03T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:32:14.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala lang Magawa</title><content type='html'>I keep on fighting,&lt;br /&gt;I keep on running this race,&lt;br /&gt;I keep on holding on to my values.&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely winning not even losing.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm almost at the finish line,&lt;br /&gt;a decision would have to be made,&lt;br /&gt;but still it is a mystery how this will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to win this battle;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most appropriate and likeable end to this game&lt;br /&gt;There are times I feel victorious,&lt;br /&gt;but there are also instances I feel defeated.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be triumphant--&lt;br /&gt;people expect this,&lt;br /&gt;this is also want I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward...&lt;br /&gt;Will there be any repercussions if I lose?&lt;br /&gt;What is at stake?&lt;br /&gt;What is there for me if ever I win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of breath,&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting tired,&lt;br /&gt;I keep on running this race,&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my eyes on the price.&lt;br /&gt;It may be yet unknown,&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather try and lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this point onwards,&lt;br /&gt;only time can tell how this will end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers crossed,&lt;br /&gt;I keep on believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my capacity--&lt;br /&gt;this both comforts and terrifies me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-8864516710749408148?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/8864516710749408148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=8864516710749408148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/8864516710749408148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/8864516710749408148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/05/wala-lang-magawa.html' title='Wala lang Magawa'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-1772639878884262216</id><published>2008-04-30T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:29:05.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabag</title><content type='html'>Napabuntong hininga.&lt;br /&gt;Napalunok ng laway.&lt;br /&gt;Natulala sa kawalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ba ay pag-ibig at pagtataksil?&lt;br /&gt;Paano na ang prinsipyong pinanghahawakan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patay na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Pride na lang to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ba ay pag-ibig?&lt;br /&gt;Malamang kabag lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana nga...&lt;br /&gt;Kabag lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....mushy! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-1772639878884262216?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/1772639878884262216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=1772639878884262216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/1772639878884262216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/1772639878884262216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/04/kabag.html' title='Kabag'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-207019834146313105</id><published>2008-04-29T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:27:42.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Done</title><content type='html'>I'm so over this guessing game!&lt;br /&gt;I'm done; I'm moving on. I don't care if I'm doing it with or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako si Madam Auring. Wala akong bolang kristal&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong third eye. Hindi ko kayang mgabasa ng isip ng ibang tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna play it this way, do it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of speculating and reading between lines.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go direct to the point, para hindi nasasayang ang load at ang effort sa mga paliligoy-ligoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;it's healthy to talk to yourself sometimes... I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-207019834146313105?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/207019834146313105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=207019834146313105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/207019834146313105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/207019834146313105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m Done'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-662756374747370980</id><published>2008-04-15T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:26:09.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papansin Lang</title><content type='html'>Birthday ko ngayon. Yun lang! Nothing special. Ayoko nga magpapapansin, pero talagang pansinin ako eh! Hahaha! Am I making any sense? Anyway, gagawin ko na lang tong mala acknowledgement sa thesis. I want to thank the following people who took time to greet me on my birthday. Sorry kung di ako makapagreply. Ako lang ang nag-bbirthday na walang load! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In order ng pagbati sa akin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Eva... Salamat. ikaw yung unang bumati pagtpatak ng twelve.. or mga before 12am pa nga yata yun. Never ka talagang nakakakalimot ng birthday ng mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael... Hayaan mo magpapacheeseburger din ako pagbaba ng presyo ng bigas, langis, at pag bumalik na sa P300.00 ang tuition per unit sa UP. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lau... sa dami ng number mo, sinisigurado ko munang ikaw nga yung nagtext. Ikaw nga! Salamat... Natutulog ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graz... May trabaho ka na, kaya ikaw ang dapat nanlilibre. Ako ay isa pa ring parasite dito sa bahay. Palamunin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille! Hoy! sabi ko pag binati mo ko ng saktong 12am, kahit wag mo na kong regaluhan. 2:00am ka na nagtext! aasahan ko yung gift dahil dyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Mhon... ikaw ang unang bumati sa akin nung sumikat na ang gintong araw. Birthday mo rin nung nakaraan diba? Pacheeseburger ka naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arra... Salamat, kahit di na tayo nagkita kanina! hahaha! Cheeseburger din? lahat na lang ng tao! Dun tayo sa BUENA BONITA BURGERS! Bibili tayo ng keso sa supermarket! ok na yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane... Ayun kahit na lantang gulay ka na nung umaga, at least nakabawi ka naman nung nakapagkape ka na. Hyper ka na ulit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Edgar... Thank you po. Tumatanggap naman din po ako ng gift kahit lagpas na ng birthday ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga AS people na bumati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maita, Manny,  and Tropa. Sa pilahan sa OUR! Maraming salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Henson! Na kabirthday ko pala! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaburdei... Nakahanap na ko ng tunay na kaburdei ko! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chesca, Bianx, Lors... Humabol pa sa text! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga tropa sa pag-papagawa ng Alumni ID! Juvinia, Damir, Molers. at pati kay ate from Alumni office. Thanks sa pagbro-broadcast ng bday ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA PAMILYA KO... SALAMAT SA LINYANG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're getting older, and you are already graduating, YOU SHOULD BE ON YOUR OWN ALREADY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! akin na po ang bag at magiimpake na ko! Seriously, thanks talaga! PInagtitiisan niyo ko! ahooo! magdrama daw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sa lahat ng hindi ko nabanggit! Pasensiya na.. ito ang ultimate excuse...&lt;br /&gt;TUMATANDA NA KASI! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga hindi bumati, siguro nakalimutan niyo lang, o hindi niyo talaga alam! hahaha! pero alam ko kung naalala niyo yun, babatiin niyo rin ako! Paimportante talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes from now matatapos na ang araw ko. Ordinaryo lang siya... Pero you guys made me happy today! YUn ang LITANYA! Til next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-662756374747370980?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/662756374747370980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=662756374747370980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/662756374747370980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/662756374747370980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/04/papansin-lang.html' title='Papansin Lang'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5444932646239199410</id><published>2008-03-17T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:24:49.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TAPOS NA KO MAGDEFENSE!&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ni Sir Henson, sure na akong makaka-GRADUATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang...&lt;br /&gt;Simple lang! bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sir Henson. Hindi niyo ko iniwan.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Sir Burn for being extra good. Kahit hindi masyadong halata. Ako lang ang naglakas loob na itaya ang kinabukasan ko at kunin kayong panelist. Hindi ko naman pinagsisihan yung desisyon ko, kahit feeling ko nakikipag-debate ako sa inyo, at lahat ng sinasasabi ko may rebuttal kayong handa.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ma'am Pulumbarit. Sobrang bait niyo po, at salamat din dahil kayo ang naglilinaw kung medyo lost ako sa mga sinasabi ni Sir Burn.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you TRIPOD.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lau and Shane sa pagbili ng food ng panelists ko. Salamat at hindi niyo ko pinabayaan. Ahoooo!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Starbucks para sa pagkain ng panelists ko.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks churchmates.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledgement ang drama???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congartulations din sa mga sumusunod na tao:&lt;br /&gt;Dharlene na naka-LCD Projector pa ang presentation.&lt;br /&gt;Alfie, kaya natin talaga 'to, kung nakakalusot nga yung mga bobo... Ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Miah, running for best thesis. Hihintayin namin ang pakain!&lt;br /&gt;Laurence, flawless ang presentation, hindi na nagtanong ang panelists.&lt;br /&gt;...gayon din sa Mga Bering-Babies&lt;br /&gt;Bianca, narinig ko ang isa mong panelist. Grabe siya, at naging consistent siya buong araw.&lt;br /&gt;Reg, ahoooo! Tapos na!&lt;br /&gt;Nikko, na naka-text brigade pa ang araw ng defense.&lt;br /&gt;Anton, na bume-best thesis din.&lt;br /&gt;Arra, na biktima din nung isang panelist.&lt;br /&gt;Dean, umalis na kami kaya wala na kong narinig... Alam namin kaya niyo ni Arra yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa lahat ng mga nag-defense na, at naghihintay pa ng araw ng defense,&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO ALL OF US!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... BACK TO REALITY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REVISE... REVISE... REVISE...  &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/8412878-5444932646239199410?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5444932646239199410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5444932646239199410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5444932646239199410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5444932646239199410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-day.html' title='D-DAY!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-6379359862168544852</id><published>2008-03-15T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:23:45.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panaginip</title><content type='html'>2:30am na. Kagigising ko pa lang. Ang sabi ko sa sarili ko, tatapusin ko na yung mga kailangan ko sa defense, para pagpunta ko sa church mamaya, free na ko sa worries. But I can't help myself, last na 'to, tapos isasara ko na 'tong firefox at i-ooff ang internet connection namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanaginip ako kanina, sa ikli ng tulog ko, I still managed to have two dreams-- Two totallly different dreams, both about my thesis defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung una kong panaginip ay masayang panaginip. Nagdefense daw ako, ang panel ko si Ma'am Adeva at si Pulumbarit. Pagkatapos ko daw magdefense ang tangi nilang tanong ay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Labrador, ano nga ulit ang definition mo ng Nonprofit Organizations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre nasagot ko daw. Tapos, OK na yung defense ko. Ni-hug ko daw yung mga friends ko, teary eyed pa and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's now move on to my second dream. Itong panaginip na ito ang gumising sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;NAGDEFENSE DAW AKO NANG HINDI PREPARED! Walang powerpoint, walang cue cards, walang kahit ano!!! Kinausap ko daw si Sir Henson, nakiki-usap na paunahin na si Dhang dahil hindi talaga ako prepared. Ang mga panelists ko pa daw ay si Adeva at si Salazar. Nagdiscuss daw ako sa harap nila na hawak ko pa yung draft ng thesis ko, na tila nagsasalit ng mga bagay na walang ka-sense sense. Ayaw pa daw ibigay ni Sir yung draft ko kasi yun lang yung copy niya. Pumunta na lang daw ako dun para magkalat. Sa huli natapos din ako mag-explain. Nang magsimula ng magtanong ang mga panelists ko... Naiyak na lang daw ako sa harap nila. Sa huli daw si Ma'am Salazar na ang nagdiscuss ng topic ko. Kumuha siya ng chalk at gumawa ng model na nageexplain ng mga variables ko. Pagkatapos nun namatay na ko sa harap nila. Hindi na nasundan ang mga pangyayari dahil nagising na ako na  pinagpapawisan ng malamig at naghahabol ng hininga. Ito na ang pinakamasamang bangungot sa buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ngayon isasara ko na si firefox at idi-disable ang connection. Tatapusin ko na ang powerpoint ko para ang maitatanong na lang nila sa akin ay ang definition ng Nonprofit Organizations... HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-6379359862168544852?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/6379359862168544852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=6379359862168544852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6379359862168544852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6379359862168544852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/03/panaginip.html' title='Panaginip'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-6888569902272826414</id><published>2008-03-13T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:22:37.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Randomness, this is going nowhere, pagpasensiyahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6am na, nagising ako ng 5am. Wala naman akong klase ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako makatulog, LITERAL! Hindi talaga ako makatulog.&lt;br /&gt;Maraming bagay ang bumabagabag sa isipan ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;At the top of my list-DEFENSE. Nakakuha na ko ng schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is THE day. 10am, right after my speech class, diretso ng defense.&lt;br /&gt;Ginawa ko na yung powerpoint ko, pero hindi ko pa tapos.&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing that could happen? Ulitin ang study mo, o mag defense ka ulit.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang kinakabahan ako. Three times ko sinubukang matulog, pero wala talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Nagigising ako agad. Pakiramdam ko wala akong karapatan matulog ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;pero pagharap ko dito sa computer, wala naman ako masyadong nagagawa.&lt;br /&gt;Sasabog na ulo ko kakaisip ng defense. Matapos lang talaga 'to.&lt;br /&gt;Kulang pa panelists ko. Wala talagang available, if ever, manghihila na lang ako sa monday.&lt;br /&gt;Sana hindi ako iwan ni sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang kailangang gawin bago ako maging sure na makaka-graduate ako...&lt;br /&gt;1. DEFENSE (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;2. PA Final Exam and Paper (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;3. Psycholing Paper (Monday or Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;4. DS Final Exam (Tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;5. Speech Final Exam (March 26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na ko maisip. Ang daming dapat gawin. Saan ako magsisimula.&lt;br /&gt;Nangako akong tatapusin ko yung PPT ko ngayon. Sana nga.&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan ko pa rin ng cue cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anong mangyayari pagkatapos ng graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Plano ko talagang pumasok ng graduate school, pero and advice ni sir Hensy, mag work muna ko. Ayaw ko muna mag-isip nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer na, saan kaya kami ngayon ng HS friends ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 30! Excited na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung tungkol sa mga nangingidnap daw ng bata, hindi daw totoo yun, nabasa ko sa dyaryo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasensiya na kung walang patutunguhan 'tong post na 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One or two more weeks... Hopefully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-6888569902272826414?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/6888569902272826414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=6888569902272826414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6888569902272826414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6888569902272826414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-random-thoughts.html' title='Some Random Thoughts'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5489301802948812000</id><published>2008-03-08T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:21:20.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Kwentong Barbero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Isang barberya lang ang pinapagupitan naming magkakapatid simula ng mga bata pa kami. &lt;/span&gt;Ito yung pagupitan ni Mang Naldoza sa may tahanan. Kung loyalty lang ang pag-uusapan... &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Aba&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; dapat may medal na kami. Sa totoo lang, ayokong nagpapagupit sa mga parlor, ayaw ko kasing hinahawakan ng mga bading yung buhok ko(no offense). Alam ko magaling din sila, pero pakiramdam ko kasi mayamaya kukulayan na nila at kukulutin yung buhok ko. Kaya kahit mainit sa barberya, doon pa rin ako nagpapagupit palagi.&lt;br /&gt;    Marami na ring nagbago sa pagupitan ni Mang Naldoza, hindi na mainit ngayon doon, dahil airconditioned na sila. D'Lord's Barber Shop ang pangalan &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt;, pero nag-iba na ata ngayon. Ang alam ko rin, patay na si Mang Naldoza (Sumalangit nawa). Iba na rin ang head-barber nila ngayon, at wala na rin yung malalaking rebulto sa loob ng barberya. Pero sa kabila nun, they still offer QUALITY SERVICE sa lahat ng nagnanais na magpatasa sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;    Pagkadating ko pinaupo na ko ni kuya doon sa umiikot ikot na upuan. Hindi niya na rin tinanong kung anong gupit ko, dahil alam niya na yun. Pagkalagay niya nung telang kulay pula, nagsimula na rin siyang magkwento.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Alam mo ba yung tungkol sa gumagalang nangunguha ng bata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nyek! talaga meron? Yun man ang gusto kong sabihin, sumagot na lang ako ng hindi. Bigla ko ring naalala ang tungkol sa kwento ni Arra tungkol dun sa psycho-killer. Baka siya na yun, nandito na siya sa Cavite at mga bata na ang bago niyang binibiktima. Hindi natigil dun si kuya, tinanong niya ko kung taga-saan ba ako at kung bakit hindi ko alam yung balita. Sinagot ko lang siya na taga-Teachers' Village ako. Sabi niya takot daw dito yung nangunguha ng bata kaya siguro hindi ko alam. Siguro mas maraming psycho-killer sa 'min kaya siya takot dito. Ano man ang rason niya, totoo man ang kwento ni kuya o hindi, salamat naman at safe kami kahit papaano dahil ayaw niya sa lugar namin.&lt;br /&gt;    Hindi pa natapos doon. Mayamaya pa, may isang manong na nagbukas ng radyo, at nilagay sa estasyon kung saan sumusulat ang mga sawi sa pag-ibig.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ang letter sender po natin ngayon ay isang byuda...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    IGNORE! Nagpipigil na ako ng tawa at this point. &lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Pero baka masira ang gupit ko kaya tahimik lang ako. At ayun na, sinimulan nang patugtugin ang kanta para dun sa byuda...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the visions around you, when tears are in your eyes...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Hala... Ito na ang barbero ko ay naging concert king na at sinimulan na akong kantahan ng sarili niyang version nung kanta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the visions around you, when SMOKE gets in you eyes&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Nag-iba na ang kanta... At tawang tawa na ako... Masakit na rin ang ulo ko, pero hawak niya na yung pang-ahit. Natakot naman akong baka dumanak ang dugo kaya nagpanggap na lang akong wala akong naririnig... Pero humirit pa si kuya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;    Pag may banda ka no?&lt;br /&gt;    Kantahin mo yan...&lt;br /&gt;    Siguradong hahabulin ka ng mga babae...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ayun na... may mga frustrations pa pala si kuya. Thankfully nung panahon na yun, patapos na yung gupit ko, kaya makakatakas na ko sa katatawanang pinagsasabi ni kuya. Pagkatapos niyang gamitin yung steel brush para suklayan ako, lagyan ng isang kilong powder yung mukha at leeg ko, at walisin ng walis-tambo yung buhok sa leeg ko, may libreng sandaling masahe pa sa balikat, ayun kumaripas na ko na takbo para makalayo at makatawa na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Masaya talagang nagpapagupit sa barberyang dating kay Mang Naldoza... Marami kang matututunan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    SA NGAYON, NAGHAHANAP NA AKO NG KABANDANG TUTUGTOG NG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS I PROMISE YOU&lt;/span&gt; KASAMA KO... Syempre ako yung bokalista...&lt;br /&gt;    May nakita rin akong picture ng wanted sa labas ng village, siguro siya na yung tinutukoy nung barbero ko... kung hindi niya ko binarbero lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5489301802948812000?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5489301802948812000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5489301802948812000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5489301802948812000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5489301802948812000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2008/03/mga-kwentong-barbero.html' title='Mga Kwentong Barbero'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5430170461045385753</id><published>2007-04-26T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T06:16:16.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to my friends</title><content type='html'>I sent an email to friends just a little while ago. I consider my blog readers (if there are any) as my friends, so I will also post it here. This is just a summary of what has happened to me, my OJT endeavors, and my progress report. Medyo "bloggish" din naman yung pagkakasulat ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Labrador/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-10.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;I envy you guys! Yes! I envy you! Wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang ngayon naglalatak pa rin ako. Kawayan niyo na lang ako sa graduation niyo. I'm happy for you guys; you will soon be out of the university, pero ako mga two more years pa (at least). Wala pa rin akong OJT. Suicidal na ko. Bugnutin na ko. Lahat ng tao dito sa bahay inaaway ko palagi. Kain na lang ako nang kain. Patabaing baboy lang ako dito. Magbebenta na lang ako ng laman. AY! Taba pala. HUhuhuhuhuhuhuhu!&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/02.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lau - hindi ko na tinuloy yung SMART. Ewan ko kung bakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane - di na talaga ma-reach. Patext-text pa. Sosyal na, mayaman pa, laging may pang-text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arra - sorry, hindi ko pinapakinggan advices mo. (taba ba? C db?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--ayan nabobobo na naman ako. Kaya siguro walang tumatanggap sa 'kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Progress Report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane, naaalala mong nagpasa tayo ng resume sa isang mining company? Tinawagan nila ako, pinapapunta ako bukas, PUBLIC AFFAIRS daw. Kaso naman pinagdadala ako ng write-ups ko. ano ba naman 'yon? Buburahin ko na 'to sa isipan ko. Ayoko magsulat. Pagkatapos ng mga panlalait ni Barry, never ko na talagang kinonsider ang career path na 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominguez Marketing Communication - kila Maita ba 'to?! Wahahaha! PR firm siya, interview ko din bukas. Mukhang maganda rin siya, client nila yung HP &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177593224_0"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;, more on IT stuff yung clients nila. Di ko nga lang alam kung ano gagawin ko dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGATEP ASSOCIATION! Ito yung sobrang pinag-ppray ko dati pa. Sumagot na sila. PR firm di 'to. &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177593224_1"&gt;Ilan&lt;/span&gt; sa mga clients nila: Pony, GSK.. hay naku, nakalimutan ko na yung iba. AT.. ito pa pala! PURINA! siguro pag natanggap ako, dun sa PURINA ako iaasign. PangBABOY! Pero sa May 7 pa ako. Sabi niya, "I'll interview you shortly, then you ca start right away" May 7 pa. kinompute ko, aabot pa ko ng first week ng June. Pwede pa naman yun no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week maglalatak lang ako. Not actually maglalatak.  Sasama ko ng Camp sa church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness, and ALL these things shall be added unto you" Matt 6:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi rin sa susunod na verse "take no thought for the morrow, for the morrow shall take thought of itself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God has BETTER plans for me. This is just a test of Faith. Sorry kung nag-ppreach na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahaba na ba masyado? Reply kayo ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#7f7f00;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;color:#0000bf;"&gt;Labrador, James Rey B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:100%;color:#7f003f;"&gt;BA Organizational Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:100%;color:#007f40;"&gt;University of the Philippines, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177593224_2"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The most splendid achievement of all is the constant striving&lt;br /&gt;to surpass yourself and to be worthy of your own  approval."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Labrador/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Labrador/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5430170461045385753?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5430170461045385753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5430170461045385753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5430170461045385753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5430170461045385753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/04/letter-to-my-friends.html' title='A Letter to my friends'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-843243716348490842</id><published>2007-04-20T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:56:46.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is hidden in the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm trying but I'm nothing but a failure. I always tried to find my place here where people told me I belong. I tried to be good but found it was futile. No matter what I do I will always be the bad guy, the dissonant, the fallen angel, the black sheep among the flock, whatever you want to call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't care if they can read this! Who gives a DAMN! Damn all those people who constantly tried to make my life miserable! Damn all those people whom I always tried to please but didn't care. Damn all those people who made me post this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I promised myself that I will never be emotional. I always tried to suppress my emotions. I constantly hid them, beneath those smiles, beneath those happy faces, beneath those jokes. But underneath this happy person is another one, another persona only few or even no one recognizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I never asked for anything but those that I need. I never asked for anything that I know I can never have. I never tried to compare myself to others. But here you are constantly accusing me of whom I am not. And here you are asking me to be someone I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DAMN ALL YOU people. Again, I don't care if anyone can read this. I don't CARE! I will not even try to care for you people.... If you're asking for it, you'll definitely get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;him who is without sin cast the first stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8412878-843243716348490842?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/843243716348490842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=843243716348490842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/843243716348490842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/843243716348490842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-is-hidden-in-dark.html' title='It is hidden in the dark'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5381496866906063423</id><published>2007-04-17T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T03:04:56.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic... Panic... Panic</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm simply in a state of panic (as you can read from the title of this post)! It's almost March and I still have nowhere to work for my OJT! It's not that I don't have any choice, I just can't make one. I am facing three scenarios right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number One:&lt;br /&gt;Good Company : SMART&lt;br /&gt;Job Descriptions Sucks : Answer the phone for 2 weeks.. then wait...&lt;br /&gt;OK Schedule : Regular Office Hours... Mon-Fri 9am-6pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number Two:&lt;br /&gt;Not so Nice Company : Call Center in Libis Quzon city&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Job Description : Work for HR... Employee and Gov't Relations... this is soooo ORCOM!&lt;br /&gt;Scary Schedule : 2pm to 11pm... mga anong oras na kaya ako makakarating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number Three:&lt;br /&gt;Not so Sure about the Company : Travel Agency&lt;br /&gt;OK Job Description : Marketing, Writing for them... Somehow Orcom Related&lt;br /&gt;Ok Schedule (din): Same as Smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will really think and pray before I make any decision! I'm giving myself until friday of this week before I make any decision... I hope these companies are still willing to accommodate me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were in my position? What will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to boredom.. I tried some harry potter sorting quiz. Those that will try to determine what house will you go if you entered hogwarts... I tried two quizzes and got two different results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thi first one says I belong to Gryffindor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://nimbo.net/quiz/gryff.gif" alt="i'm in gryffindor!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimbo.net/quiz/houses.html" target="0"&gt;be sorted&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://nimbo.net" target="0"&gt;nimbo.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; I don't quite like this house. Maybe because Harry belongs to this house. It has the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bida&lt;/span&gt;" factor with it. Not that I want to be among the antagonists, I just don't like that house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second Quiz says I belong to Hufflepuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quizzes/hp-Hufflepuff.png" style="border:none; width:256px; height106px;" title="Hufflepuff" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Don't like this house as well! LOYAL? DEPENDABLE? HARDWORKING? I'm not so sure about those descriptions! Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you might want to try these quizzes as well... I'll give you the Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" href="http://nimbo.net/quiz/houses.html"&gt;Muggle World : Where Do You Belong?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;Harry Potter : Sorting Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5381496866906063423?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5381496866906063423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5381496866906063423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5381496866906063423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5381496866906063423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/04/panic-panic-panic.html' title='Panic... Panic... Panic'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-6233053113673701370</id><published>2007-03-20T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T10:53:04.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Norwegian Recycling - How Six Songs Collide (Mashup) [This is so COOL!]</title><content type='html'>I was checking out multiply to look for some cool pictures, but what I found is a cool remix of some of my favorite songs. I also found his video on youtube and felt like sharing it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His multiply site is &lt;a href="http://norweigianrecycling.multiply.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (just click it man!). You can also download his songs there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the talking. Just see the video below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JKKl95Ttrc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JKKl95Ttrc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" 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/8412878-6233053113673701370?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/6233053113673701370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=6233053113673701370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6233053113673701370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/6233053113673701370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/03/norwegian-recycling-how-six-songs.html' title='Norwegian Recycling - How Six Songs Collide (Mashup) [This is so COOL!]'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-8365590104420918935</id><published>2007-03-19T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T15:18:23.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphanage</title><content type='html'>Ang Elsie Gaches ba ay para sa mga orphans o sa mga matatanda?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-8365590104420918935?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/8365590104420918935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=8365590104420918935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/8365590104420918935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/8365590104420918935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/03/orphanage.html' title='Orphanage'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5144676348125865346</id><published>2007-03-15T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T01:30:54.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellence</title><content type='html'>Denis Waitley puts it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;        "The most splendid achievement of all is the constant striving to surpass yourself and be                         worthy of your own approval."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't agree more.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5144676348125865346?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5144676348125865346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5144676348125865346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5144676348125865346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5144676348125865346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/03/excellence.html' title='Excellence'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-5210749722463672207</id><published>2007-02-19T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T08:42:50.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Laugh</title><content type='html'>Naikwento ko kay Shane last Saturday yung nakita kong link sa blog ni &lt;a href="http://narangha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karichi&lt;/a&gt;. Tuwang tuwa kasi ako, tungkol siya sa Urinal etiquette. Funny! So nagkaroon na nga sharing and all, kaya binigyan niya rin ako ng site na parang ganun din daw, Bathroom Monologues(BM), pero di siya masyadong sure dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.ph/search?hl=tl&amp;q=Bathroom+Monologues&amp;amp;btnG=Hanapin+sa+Google&amp;amp;meta="&gt; ginoogle &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ko siya. Tapos nakita ko tong mga site na 'to. I strongly recommend tem if you're in for a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tacobomb.com/"&gt; Taco Bomb &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny site, puntahan niyo yung mga flash jokes nila. It will make you roll over the ground laughing! Hindi lang siya puno animations, meron ding mga interactive stuff, trip ko yung make your Simpson thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pokegravy.com/"&gt; Poke and Gravy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A round of applause for Mr Alex Salsberg and Company! Sobra! Ang galing ng gumawa ng site na 'to! I'm not talking about its layout or anything, but rather about its content. Hindi nga lang sita na uupdate since 2 halloweens ago?! Pero puntahan niyo yung mga toons nila! Astig yung mga animations! Sila (or siya) rin pala yung gumawa ng Bathroom Monologues. Meron na rin siya for girls, tska sequel nung BM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa sobrang enjoy ko sa mga sites above ^. Nirecommend ko siya kay arra na online din kagabi. Mukhang nasiyahan din naman siya. (Goodluck na nga lang pala sa screen niya na nasira niya! )Visit niyo rin yung mga sites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, papasok na ko. Hindi alam nila Lau and Shane (unless binabasa nila yung blog ko) na papasok ako para maghanap ng theses para sa aking Theses matrix na hindi ko pa nasisimulan! Pasahan na ng first draft ng research namin sa Wed. Hindi ko pa kumpleto yung Chapter 2 ko, wala psa akong chapter 1, wala pa kong intro, conclusion, at kahit table of contents wala pa. Pero eto ako, naglalatak pa rin. Nag-rerecommend pa ng sites para sa mga latak modes! Wuhoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-5210749722463672207?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/5210749722463672207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=5210749722463672207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5210749722463672207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/5210749722463672207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-laugh.html' title='Good Laugh'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-117163941718795535</id><published>2007-02-16T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:23:37.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Life, you win some, you lose some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right! Life is not all good.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to play the game;&lt;br /&gt;try your best to win it;&lt;br /&gt;be a good sport if you lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the juniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(My condolences to myself...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-117163941718795535?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/117163941718795535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=117163941718795535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/117163941718795535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/117163941718795535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/02/lesson-in-life.html' title='Lesson in Life'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-117158126895293299</id><published>2007-02-16T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:19:31.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie!</title><content type='html'>After ten years, I was finally able to open my blogger account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with them?! Few weeks ago, whenever I enter the site, they kept on asking me to move to that new blogger! (whatever it is) I like my account the way it is right now. But still, they kept on directing me to that page that will update my account so that I can have a "new blogger account". Got a hard time trying enter to my blogger site, that's why was not able to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect new posts from me the next few days, but now I have to prepare for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way belated happy hearts' day!&lt;br /&gt;(even I don't believe in that crap!)&lt;br /&gt;Or let me put it this way-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ingles' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;wareness &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ay (SAD)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Over and out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swoooosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-117158126895293299?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/117158126895293299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=117158126895293299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/117158126895293299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/117158126895293299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/02/quickie.html' title='Quickie!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-117051822762901066</id><published>2007-02-04T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:50:10.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving the Best for Last doesn't Always Work...</title><content type='html'>I can't help but blame myself for losing our debate this afternoon. SURE! I can blame the timer for not clapping his hands loud enough so I can monitor my time. Sure! I can blame my partner for not extending my case. Sure! I can even blame that stupid dementor who kept on distracting me by mimicking my gestures. Sure! I can blame my professor for choosing the other teams to win. But in the end, it all boils down to the point that it was all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mr Labrador, again, this is an issue of POOR time management." (Bernadas, 2007)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I ever think that saving our best case for last will work? Maybe, I thought that it would sound better, or it will assure us that it will be the last thing that will stick to the mind of the adjudicator. But of course! I'm wrong. Saving the best for last daosn't always work (especially in debates).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mr. Labrador, you ended your speech at seven minutes, four seconds."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking again? I have sixteen more seconds; maybe, if I used that time, we would have won. Regrets... Regrets... Regrets... There really is no more room for regrets. No more room for self pity. We should try to move on to a better future. There's always room for improvement. Comfort me with these words, but they still would not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can argue that it was a good debate. That's the point! It will definitely make us feel better if we won a good debate. This is not being GC*. C'mmon! Think about all those bragging rights at stake. Hahaha! Am I a bad loser? But what else can I do? I just need to get this out of my mind. I will try to leave these thoughts. After this blog entry I will not think about it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Learned? Saving the Best for Last doesn't Always Work. So when you have a bowl of sinigang, and just when you're think of leaving the best part for last, think again. So when you a bag of candies, and when you're about to think of saving your favorite flavor for last, think again. So when you have a peso left on your load and thought of texting your most loved one with it, think again! Learn from this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving the best for last DOESN'T always WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GC &lt;dzi-see&gt;{dzi-see} grade conscious; ito yung mga estudyanteng dayukdok sa grades, ganid, o simpleng mga ahdeeeek lang sa grades. (I'm not saying that being GC is all bad, it has its own benefits and detriments!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-117051822762901066?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/117051822762901066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=117051822762901066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/117051822762901066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/117051822762901066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/02/saving-best-for-last-doesnt-always.html' title='Saving the Best for Last doesn&apos;t Always Work...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116948506740299149</id><published>2007-01-23T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T08:59:41.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left with nothing to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Flooded by a rash of diversed emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;But still, left with nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Consumed by a rumble of nothingness and fullness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;One who is left with nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Heart's Bruised, Emotions oppressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;For there's nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;The fears of rejection, the joys of excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Leaves you with nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;What else can one do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;When nothing else is left for him to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Are we really left with nothing else to say?&lt;br /&gt;...Or is it a choice of saying nothing at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116948506740299149?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116948506740299149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116948506740299149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116948506740299149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116948506740299149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/01/left-with-nothing-to-say.html' title='Left with nothing to say...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116827450138913682</id><published>2007-01-08T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T08:41:41.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold-upped!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Happy new year sa lahat ng nagbabasa ng blog ko! (as if meron diba?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karamihan sa mga nag-bblog na kilala ko meron ng new year's special na entries for their blogs; I will not have any. Magkukwento lang ako ng worst experience ko for this year... so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! It's true, at this early, I have already experienced the worst experience a commuter could have! To be hold-upped, to hear that gun-shot, and to hear them say, "Hold-up 'to!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! It was so cinematic! (Sa totoo nga niyan, hinintay kong lumabas si Bong Revilla nung mag-announce ng hold-up.) I was asleep then, because I was not able to get enough sleep the night before. Nagising na lang ako nung may putok ako na narinig. Akala ko, binato yung bus namin or nasira yung makina ng bus. Whe I looked around to see what is happening, I immediately saw a guy wearing his yellow shades  who was carrying a gun in his right hand! OK James! You are not shooting a movie or something! Totoo na talagang hold-up 'to.  (Pero naghintay pa rin ako na lumabas si Joey de Leon at sabihing nawo-wow mali lang ako!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immediate reaction was to pray, that was after I saw one of the hold-uppers get the cellphone of an old guy near me. Kinakapkapan nila lahat ng tao, para makita kung may makukuha silang mapapakinabangan nila. Pagkatapos, ako na yung kailangang kapkapan. Nag-volunteer na akong ibigay yung wallet ko na may lamang iilang daang piso lang naman. Baon ko dapat yun for that day. Pero naitago ko yung phone ko bago ako makapkapan. Saan? Basta! I hid it SOMEWHERE! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to pray , pray, and pray. Just when I thought na tapos na ang kapkapan spree nung mga hold-uppers, may second screening pa pala. Wow parang starstruck, para sa final 14 na 'to. Ngayon naman ay si Kuya Yellow, na mas mabait, ang nangapkap. Nakita niya yung coin purse ko. Barya na lang yung laman nun. Nung nakita niya yun, at ang aking pulubi outfit, nahabag ata siya at hindi na kinuha yung barya-barya kong pera. Talagang thankful ako dahil hindi na kinuha ni Kuya yung natitira kong pera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumaba yung mga bad guys sa Pasay Road. Casual lang, parang walang nangyari. Nag-decide yung mga pasahero na mag-report sa pulis. Wala daw bababa, lahat kami kailangan mag-report! Hello! May class pa po ako, kaya bumaba na ako sa may buendia. Ayokong ma-late kat Barry, at gusto kong ipasa yung 105 homework ko na one month in the making ata. Sumakay ako sa may buendia na medyo happy na ri. Masaya ako dahil una,  buhay pa ako, at higit sa lahat, may pamasahe pa akong papuntang Faura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng bad experience na yun, may blessing pa rin ako from Lord. May magandang result pala yung imprmptu speech namin! Wuhoo! at least diba? Something to cheer me up naman. Pag-uwi ko, may nanlibre pa sa akin sa McDo'. Thanks nga pala ate jo, kuya alex, ate ellaine, at elaine. Thanks din sa mga friends ko, kahit papaano pinaniwalaan niyo ako. At salamat din sa kaban ng bayan, dahil sa kaniya, naka-uwi pa ako at hindi ko na kinailangang maglakad from Faura to GMA! Wahahaha! Most of all, I thank the Lord for keeping safe while being in that dreadful situation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116827450138913682?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116827450138913682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116827450138913682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116827450138913682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116827450138913682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2007/01/hold-upped.html' title='Hold-upped!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116605550048197862</id><published>2006-12-13T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:18:20.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling of being discriminated... (sad face)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, after ng Stat Class namin, nag-gcgchan na naman kami at pumunta sa National Library. Siguro alam naman ng marami sa inyo na madalas talaga akong pumasok nang naka-slippers, or naka-shorts, or sometimes, both. Ano ba namang problema dun? I just don't get the point of dressing-up for school. Will it make you a better listener, or is it easier to understand your lessons if you're wearing nice clothes, or in short, will it make you a better student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to my kwento, after eating and consulting a book called &lt;em&gt;Book of Answers,&lt;/em&gt; pumunta na kaming Nat'l Library, not Nat'l Bookstore. OK?! Sa entrance may naka-post dun na yung mga naka-sleeveless bawal pumasok. Wow! hindi naman ako naka-sleeveless, so puwede na akong pumasok. Pero, hindi natapos dun. Bawal ding pumasok dun ang naka-shorts. Oh No! Naka shorts ako. Kung bakit ba naman ngyon ko pa naisipang mag-shorts? Akala ko pwede na akong makapasok, isang violation lang naman eh, but wait there's more pa pala. Ang last item dun, Bawal din ang naka-RUBBER slippers. Take note, RUBBER slippers.  Ang galing-galing ko talaga. I violated rule # 2 &amp; 3. Hindi na ako nag-expect na makakapasok pa ako. Alam ko namang ginagawa lang nila manong guard yung job nila. Pero, kung ako lang yung balahurang tipo ng tao, eh patay talaga sila manong sa akin. Pero, wish nga ng mga friends ko na magka finesse ako, and this is the perfect time to show some. So, umupo na lang ako sa labas habang naka-tingin sa kawalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinapasok din kami nila manong guard, pero hanggang first floor lang, para magpagawa ng Library card. Pero thanks to ATE ANNA (ayan ate, naka-all caps pa yung name mo), dahil hinayaan niya akong mag-research kahit mukha akong magsasaka with my outfit. Kaya, masaya na ulit ako. At dahil nasa library kami, ang una naming pinuntahan ay yung canteen nila. Wahahaha! Dun kasi kami nag-plan for our resumé at ng mga things-to-do namin for this christmas vaccation. Pagkatapos nun, nag-research na kami. After that, umuwi na rin kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan ko lang talagang ilabas 'tong feeling na 'to. I just didn't like the feeling of being discriminated, that you are being judged based on what you're wearing, or that equality has no place on earth. (mush.mush.mush) Isa siguro sa mga paniniwala ko yung pag-ignore sa mga people around me, as long as I'm comfortable and confident of myself. You can never make me wear something I don't like. Quit it! I don't care of what the people around me think. Who gives a d***. Hahahaha! Bitter talaga ako? Basta I will still wear my rubber slippers even I look like a magsasaka or a construction worker, I will continue to wear my shorts even people disagree on it, I will continue be myself, regardless of what the people around me think. I just don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116605550048197862?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116605550048197862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116605550048197862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116605550048197862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116605550048197862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/12/feeling-of-being-discriminated-sad.html' title='The feeling of being discriminated... (sad face)'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116524481858575131</id><published>2006-12-04T23:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:06:58.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Kaching-Kaching... $_$</title><content type='html'>Definition of terms:&lt;br /&gt;Kaching-Kaching = sound of coins&lt;br /&gt;...............................= kapag nasilaw ang isang tao sa pera, maririnig niya ang tunog na ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, pumunta kami sa Ortigas para umattend ng isa ng orientation (&lt;em&gt;kuno&lt;/em&gt;). Ako, si Lau, si Kawichi, at yung friend nila na si Ronnie na doon na raw nagwowork. Pumunta kami dun with the dollar sign sa aming mga mata, as in parang ganito ---&gt; $_$, pero umuwi kami ng luhaan. Wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi sa amin, parang call center daw yung nature ng work, 12 hours a day, flexi-time pa raw, at higit sa lahat, P10,000 ang sweldo. Talagang nag kaching-kaching ang aming mga mata nung narinig namin 'to. Not bad. Aba! P10,000, tapos kami pa pipili ng sched, GO NA! Kaya pumunta nga kami kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-meet kami sa powerbooks sa Megamall. Kaunting lakad na lang papunta dun sa building. Sa tuktok ng building, nakalagay yung TELEPERFORMANCE. Wow! Call canter nga. Pero hindi pala! Sinalubong kami ng isang girl from UST daw siya st Psych major. Hindi ko maalala yung name niya kaya tawagin na lang natin siyang &lt;em&gt;Rich Kid&lt;/em&gt;. Bakit Rich Kid? Ganito kasi 'yan. Pag dating namin, sabi niya we look young daw, mukha naman daw hindi namin kailangan ng pera, blah-blah-blah... at mukha daw kaming RICH KID. May dumating na mag-oorientation din, at sinabi niya rin yung mga sinabi niya sa amin. Kaya nalaman na lang namin na naka-TEMPLATE pala lahat ng sinasabi niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta natapos na yung orientation (kuno). To make the long story short, hindi pala call center yun. Ang tawag sa company, PHARMANEX, at hindi pala kami sasagot ng telepono or whatever, kundi MAGBEBENTA! Oo mag-bebenta kami, yung parang AVON, Sara Lee, Natasha, Board Walk, Tinapa, Taho, Bote, Diyaryo at kung ano-ano pa. Kunwari pang Distributor yung term, pero ang totoo, magbebenta lang kami ng kung ano-anong gamot, supplements, vitamins, at ng isang BIOPHOTONIC Scanner. Para masimulan yung training, kailangan lang naman magbayad ng P12,600. Ano kami? Mayaman?! Hala! Dito na talaga kami nag-backout. Please lang! San namin kukunin yun. Mamatay muna sila. Pagkatapos nun umuwi na lang kami, at binura na namin sa isipan namin ang pag-asang mag Kaching-Kaching pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Learned:&lt;br /&gt;Wala na talagang easy money ngayon! Kung gusto mong mag Kaching-Kaching, pagpawisan mo, kailangan dumanak muna ang dugo. Siguro, sa susunod na kami mag-tatrabaho. Mag-aaral muna kami ngayon. Thesis muna, tapos Graduation, at tapos nun dun na kami magtatrabaho. Hahaha! Bye-Bye Kaching-Kaching na talaga. See You soon. Makakamit ka rin namin someday! 'Wag ka lang maiinip dahil malapit na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116524481858575131?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116524481858575131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116524481858575131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116524481858575131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116524481858575131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-more-kaching-kaching_04.html' title='No more Kaching-Kaching... $_$'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116500572223810836</id><published>2006-12-02T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:47:06.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dangwa Adventure!</title><content type='html'>Sige na, isa na akong probinsyanong first-time na nakapunta ng dangwa at kailangan ko talaga siyang i-kwento dito sa aking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon kasi, pumunta kami ni Camille sa Dangwa (kung ganito nga ang spelling niya) para bumili ng bulaklak(ano pa ba?!) para sa church. Una kaming sinalubong ng isang aleng nagtatanong kung magpapa-arrange daw kami ng bulaklak, deadma lang kami at nagpatuloy sa paglalakad. Akala ko sobrang laki ng Dangwa, na isang lugar siya na puro bulaklak lang ang makikita mo, na maaamoy mo ang mababangnong flowers habang naglalakad ka- pero hindi masyadong ganun sa Dangwa. Parang tatlong maliliit na eskinita lang siya na maraming stall na nagtitinda ng bulaklak at mga dahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko talaga puro bulaklak lang meron sa Dangwa, pero may mga fields of specialization din pala ang bawat stall dun. Yung iba puro rose ang tinda, yung iba assorted naman ang drama, pero ang pinagtatakahan ko, bakit yung iba puro dahon yung tinda? 'Di ba Dangwa- Famous for its flowers?! Pero nabobo ata ako. Sa dangwa, merong mga tindahan ng ribbons para sa flower arrangement, sinamay na may red &amp;amp; gold, foam na d'un daw itinutusok ang mga bulaklak, at syempre, dahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba-iba rin pala ang klase ng mga bulaklak, pero syempre para sa akin, mukha naman silang pare-pareho. Akalain mong merong medium, large, may XL pa nga daw eh, meron ding long-stem, may-short at kung ano-ano pa. At ikaw, alam mo alam mo ba ang difference ng light pink sa pink, o ng fuschia sa dark pink? Dun talaga kami natagalan. Ako pa kasi yung sinama na color blind naman. Pero eventually, nakabili kami ng 2 dozens ng dark pink na rose(large), light pink na rose(medium), at golden rod. Sa mga tulad kong hindi alam kung ano ang golden rod, hindi po siya bulaklak(or hindi siya mukhang bulaklak), parang tangkay sila na maraming dahon na manilawnilaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya talaga sa Dangwa, ang daming flowers at siyempre, dahon. Ewan ko lang kung gugustuhin ko pang bumalik dun. Medyo nakakapagod kasi dun. Ang dami kong natutunan, pero hindi ko pa rin alam ang pagkakaiba ng light pink sa pink, o ng fuschia sa dark pink na rose. Ng Calla sa Galla. Hahahaha! Basta! Hindi ako dun pupunta mag-isa, baka lokohin ako ng mga tindera, baka hindi na pala bulaklak yung binebenta nila pero tatanggapin ko pa rin. Ano ba namang alam ko sa mga bulaklak? Eh mukha naman silang pare-pareho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116500572223810836?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116500572223810836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116500572223810836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116500572223810836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116500572223810836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-dangwa-adventure.html' title='My Dangwa Adventure!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116495675858142374</id><published>2006-12-01T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:05:58.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzz....</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Reming I got stucked here in our house with nothing to do! Anyway, thanks to her (or him) I was able to sleep for more than eight hours. Wala na talaga akong magawa, wala na rin akong masulat, wala na rin akong ganang mabuhay sa mundo... (Mushy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon kami dapat pupuntang Ortigas for a job interview, or orientation, or whatever, kaso thanks to reming nandito ako ngayon sa bahay at na-bubwisit na dahil si shane at lau ay send ng send ng message! 100,000,000,000 na yata yung na-sesend nila. Full na yung inbox ko.. (teka, ayan na naman sila!) Pero ok na rin yun kaysa kausapin ko yung sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, wala na talaga akong masabi... Shane, kung nababasa mo 'to, stop na ha! You know what I mean. Lau, makikita mo rin siya bukas for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go TRIPOD! Kaching - Kaching!!! $_$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116495675858142374?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116495675858142374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116495675858142374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116495675858142374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116495675858142374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/12/zzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzz....'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116484542430353243</id><published>2006-11-30T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:47:28.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pssst... Hoy... (Duro!)</title><content type='html'>Wala na akong mukhang ihaharap pagkatapos ng mga nangyari kahapon. P'wedeng mamatay na lang? Wala na akong kahihiyan, puri, dignidad, at kung ano-ano pang mga bagay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Kahihiyan: Ito kinayakaya ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;Late na ako for my OrCom155 class kahapon. Mga 20 minutes lang naman ako late. In fainrness, nakasabay ko pa si Reg sa bus. Pagpasok ko sa room parang dedma lang si prof Sumalapao... ay si Gonzaga pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Kahihiyan: Ito halos natunaw na 'ko!&lt;br /&gt;Sige na, late na nga ako, pero nagawa ko pa rin makipagdaldalan sa klase. Masama bang magtanong sa mga classmate mo? Sa tingin ko hindi, pero nagalit pa rin 'yung prof ko. Dito na nangyasi y'ung Pssst... Hoy... Duro incident. Sinitsitan niya ako... Tinawag pang hoy... Tapos dinuro... Pwede naman y'ung dalawang nauna eh; bakit kailangan pang manduro? Sige na, nakikipagdaldalan na ako. Masama na akong bata. Pero bakit y'ung ibang mga tao, 'pag maingay, hindi niya naman sinisitsitan, tinatawag ng Hoy, at dinuduro. Bakit ako lang? Pagkatapos n'un ang nasabi ko na lang, pwedeng matunaw? Pwede ba? Ok lang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third kahihiyan: Pride kept me going... and going... and going...&lt;br /&gt;143! Ito na yung ultimate kahihiyang dinanas ko for the day. Dito ko na talagang ginustong kitlin na lang ang aking buhay, pigilan ang aking hininga, laslasin ang aking pulso, tumalon sa building, dukutin ang aking eyeballs, hilahin ang aking dila, balatan ang sarili ko ng buhay, in short: mamatay! Talagang tinanggap ko nang papahiyain ko yung sarili ko nung tinanggap kong ako yung gagawa ng mga bagay na ginawa ko. Pero pride kept me going, and going. Pero dumating din sa point na naubos yung pride ko, at sobrang napahiya na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;Third Kahihiyan.1&lt;br /&gt;Kumanta ng sing a song version ni vic at jose. Kinareer ko na talaga 'to. Pero naman, ang sintunado na talaga! May background music pa kami, pero hindi naman namin nasabayan. Kamusta naman 'yon?&lt;br /&gt;Third Kahihiyan.2&lt;br /&gt;Kumanta ng whatever song from high school musical.'Yung dapat na lip sync ay naging live performance. Nasira pa yung sound system namin. Dito ko na talaga naisipang kitlin na lang ang aking buhay, pigilan ang aking hininga, laslasin ang aking pulso, tumalon sa building, dukutin ang aking eyeballs, hilahin ang aking dila, balatan ang sarili ko ng buhay, in short: mamatay! Buti na lang may mga supportive akong mga friends na walang tigil sa kakahalakhak. Wow! Buti na lang. Talagang pride na lang 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napag-usapan namin ni Shane kung paano pinapatay ng ibang mga tao yung pride nila para mapakain lang y'ung mga pamilya nila. Parang ganun din ako. Nawalan dignidad dahil sa mga kahihiyang dinanas, pinatay ang pride para sa grade, at mukhang mawawala pa sa mundong ibabaw dahil wala na talaga akong mukhang maihaharap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116484542430353243?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116484542430353243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116484542430353243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116484542430353243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116484542430353243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/11/pssst-hoy-duro.html' title='Pssst... Hoy... (Duro!)'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116474818925519494</id><published>2006-11-29T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:47:59.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi ako naniniwala sa luck, pero goodluck na rin...</title><content type='html'>Naku, mamaya na yung subject namin kay vaquer, at talagang halos lahat ng grupo nangangareer na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung bakit ba naman nag galing-galingan ako at nagvolunteer akong aralin yung song na Breaking Free from High School Musical. (James, Bass ka ha?!) Hay naku! Pagka-taas taas naman nung kanta, at ang mga pag-iinarte nung lalaki- wala sa personality ko. So pa'no ba 'yan guys?! Good luck na lang talaga sa 'kin. Pero, sabi ni Grace, pwede naman daw na lip synch na lang... Wuhoo! Salamat naman. Kasi dudugo na yung ngala-ngala ko, pero hindi ko pa rin maaabot yung song! Dinownload ko na rin pala yung mga iba naming kailangan na background music. Sana lang mag-work sila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto pa pala. Aba naman, binasa ko yung mga dati kong posts, at ang BOBO! Sobra! Alam mo 'yon? Mali-mali 'yong mga punctuation marks, ang daming grammatical &amp;amp; typograpical errors. Minsan nga hindi ko malaman kung may sense ba talaga yung sinasabi ko. Good luck ulit sa writing skills ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahala na. I think, this will be another long day for me. I also have to attend the rehersal today! So pa'no ba 'yan? Good luck na lang talaga sa 'kin... &lt;em&gt;Kahit hindi ako naniniwala sa luck...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116474818925519494?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116474818925519494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116474818925519494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116474818925519494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116474818925519494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/11/hindi-ako-naniniwala-sa-luck-pero.html' title='Hindi ako naniniwala sa luck, pero goodluck na rin...'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116464156276028880</id><published>2006-11-27T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:32:42.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Government Warning: Cigarette Smoking is Dangerous to Your Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kung titignan mo siguro y'ung baga ko, kung hindi siya kasing sama ng baga ng isang sunog baga, baka higit pa dun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nasa bus ako kanina papunta sa school, napadungaw ako sa bintana at nakakita ng isang manong na naninigarilyo. Oo nga, normal lang yun. Marami naman talagang manong na naninigarilyo kang makikita 'pag tumingin ka sa bintana ng isang bus. Pero, 'tong manong na 'to, halos mamatay na sa kakaubo. Halos ilabas niya na yung lungs niya, halos sumuka na siya ng dugo, halos mamatay na siya, but he doesn't care. Tuloy pa rin sa paghithit si manong ng usok ng sigarilyo niya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano bang high ang nakukuha ng mga mahilig mag-yosi? Makukuha rin ba nila 'yon pag humithit sila ng usok galing sa tambutso ng isang ten-wheeler truck? O pag humithit sila ng kili-kili ng manong na katabi nila sa bus. Siguro hindi. Kasi kung pwede 'yon, sana marami nang taong bumubuntot sa mga jeep para lang malanghap yung usok nun. O kaya, marami na ring manong ang masayang masaya dahil sinisinghot ng isang magandang dalaga na nagtatrabaho sa makati yung kili-kili niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have nothing against smokers. Eh yung tatay ko ata kasama sa Top Ten Smokers na inilabas ng Time Magazine last year. Kaso naman, para dun sa mga hindi na kaya, 'WAG NA! Yung tipong nasa list ka na ng bibisitahin ni Kamatayan this Christmas, tuloy ka pa rin. Yung tipong naka-book ka na sa manila memorial park, 'WAG NA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kung maninigarilyo ka naman, siguraduhin mong, papasok sa bibig mo yung usok tapos lalabas sa butas ng ilong mo. Ganun kasi ang ginagawa ng mga experts; 'yung mga hindi 'to nagagawa, nagfe-feeling lang 'yon- iyon bang nakiki-ride lang. Hindi yung pabuga-buga ka lang diyan. Kailangan, sa dalawang butas ng ilong mo lalabas yung usok! That's the way experts do it. Aba! Kung sisirain mo lang naman ang baga mo, lubusin mo na. Kung pwede nga, lunukin mo na lang yung usok, tapos, wag mo nang ilalabas forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta bahala kayo sa buhay niyo. Hindi ko na kayo papakialaman, the same way na hindi niyo ko pinapakialaman. Basta kung magbago isip niyo, at usok na ng tambutso ng mga ten-wheeler trucks ang trip niyo, sabihin niyo lang sa akin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116464156276028880?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116464156276028880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116464156276028880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116464156276028880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116464156276028880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/11/government-warning-cigarette-smoking.html' title='Government Warning: Cigarette Smoking is Dangerous to Your Health'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116460648803782784</id><published>2006-11-26T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:48:08.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok lang magmura?! Pero hindi ko gagawin yun... (for now)</title><content type='html'>"Ilayo niyo sa akin 'yang kutsilyo na 'yan, dahil baka magdilim ang paningin ko at dumanak and dugo maya-maya!" Iyan mismo ang tumatakbo sa isip ko kagabi habang naghuhugas ng plato, pagkatapos akong pagmukhaing tanga sa harap ng computer! Nagparaya na nga ako, hindi na nga ako nakisingit sa computer buong araw, pati nung sabado. Pwede kahit ngayon lang?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nagtataka na kayo kung ano 'tong pinagsasabi ko? Sige eto na, ikukwento ko na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagabi, bago kumain, sumingit muna ako sa kapatid ko dito sa computer. Ok lang naman siguro kasi saglit lang... Pero yung saglit na inakala ko, inabot ng halos kalahating oras. Maikli lang yun? Kalahating oras ako sa yahoomail, pero 3 mail ko pa lang ang nababasa ko!!! OO tatlo! Sa sobrang bagal ng computer namin dahil sa milyones na virus, worms, trojans, spywares, adwares, at kung ano ano pang makapagpapabagal ng computer namin, TATLO LANG ANG NABASA KONG MAIL KO! Feeling ko ang saya saya ng mga kapatid ko pag nakakadownload sila ng mga virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapatid X: Wow! bagong reformat na naman yung computer namin... ay wala pang virus?! saglit lang... magdo-download na 'ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... after mag download...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapatid X: Wow! Ayan may virus ka na! Salamat naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si kapatid Y naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapatid Y: Hoy Kapatid X! Bakit ka nagdownload ng virus? Kailangan dagdagan pa yan ng worms, time bombs, spywares, at adwares! Sige, ako na bahala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... after a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapatid Y: Wow! Ayan na! Ang bagal na ng computer natin! Happy na naman tayo niyan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik tayo sa kuwento ko... Sa sobrang asar ko, 'sumuko na ko! Sabi ko, "AYAW KO NA!" kaya naghugas na lang ako ng plato. Maya maya, sabi ng tatay ko, "Hoy james, eto na oh, ang bilis na ng computer!" Oo! Hinintay lang nilang maasar ako, tapos ginawa na ng kapatid ko yung hocus-pocus niya kaya bumilis na yung computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba pwedeng tulungan nila ako habang nahihirapan ako dun sa harap ng computer? Hay nako! Asa pa ako! Bahala sila! Pag ako gumanti, sisiguraduhin kong wala silang magagawa para maayos 'tong computer! Sa sobrang tindi ng mga virus, worms, trojans, spywares, at adwares na ilalagay ko sa computer, ang magagawa lang nila para maayos 'to eh ---WALA! Wahahahaha! Maghintay lang sila... Pero Bad yun! Kaya pag-iisipan ko muna... Bibigyan ko sila ng second chance... More or Less...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116460648803782784?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116460648803782784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116460648803782784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116460648803782784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116460648803782784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-lang-magmura-pero-hindi-ko-gagawin.html' title='Ok lang magmura?! Pero hindi ko gagawin yun... (for now)'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116076580905144869</id><published>2006-10-14T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:57:59.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redemption Song!</title><content type='html'>This song kept on running through my mind the whole day. I really like this song; I think that it is a Bob Marley Original, but I like the Chris Cornell of Audioslave Version. I tried to make a tagalog song from its tune, but I was only able to do the chorus, and here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit cheezy, but I dedicate it to the Lord. (Seriously!) I'm trying to play it on the guitar. I hope I can finish the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost three in the morning alrady. I am finally able to finish My Seven-page CoMM Plan. I also edited our final output for P.I. a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now! i want to sleep even for just a couple of hours! Goodnyt! oh! I mean Good Morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116076580905144869?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116076580905144869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116076580905144869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116076580905144869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116076580905144869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/10/redemption-song_14.html' title='Redemption Song!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-116066710522156732</id><published>2006-10-12T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:31:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While!</title><content type='html'>I can no longer remember the last time I posted anything on my blog. My last enrties were about the Chorale's European Tour; I consider them as dreams that came to reality for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things has already happened to me. Some things changed, and some remained the same. I am still trying to be an active member of the chorale, but the university life is very toxic. We have to do papers ene after the other. We have to take exams, and face terrible professors! Nevertheless, I am still enjoying my life here in UP! Mabuhay ang mga Iskolar ng Bayan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I really had many things to do. This morning, I was finally able to finish our critique paper for S1m0ne in STS. I was also able to add some entries on the commplan we're making for OrCom109.1. We have to submit in on saturday, but I am not even half way finished with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will agin be sleeping late tonight to finish everything, or at least what I can finish for now. I also have to go to school tomorrow just to pass our STS report. The DIlemma is; Will I attend the Rehersals Tomorrow?! Hahaha! Probabaly not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-116066710522156732?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/116066710522156732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=116066710522156732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116066710522156732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/116066710522156732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111625514173547057</id><published>2005-05-16T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T07:52:21.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.... Romans....</title><content type='html'>Hey people!!!! Nandito na kami sa Rome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pa alam kung kelan uwi namin.... Basta bahala na... Hehehhehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And daming tourist spots dito... And just like Vienna... ang bait din ng hosts namin dito... Si tita Zany... may dalawa siyang anak... Si Clara and Christina.... At ang kaniyang makulit na asawa si Tito Alberto... heheheheh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya dito... Sana maulit tong tour ng Chorale at sana maging mas masya pa yung mga susunod na araw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James signing out... Peace out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111625514173547057?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111625514173547057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111625514173547057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111625514173547057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111625514173547057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/05/friends-romans.html' title='Friends.... Romans....'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111581959863269694</id><published>2005-05-11T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:25:46.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Vienna!</title><content type='html'>Last day na namin dito sa Vienna today. Maya-maya lang ay pupunta na kami sa Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy kasi pupunta kami sa isang new place pero sad ako kasi attatched na rin ako sa Vienna. Ang bait ng mga people dito. Ang daming magagandang places. Basta ang fun dito! The place to Be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiwalay hiwalay daw kami ng Cabin sa Train... sana may kasama pa rin ako, at sana hindi ko makasama yung mga not so nice people na hindi ko masyado ka-close. (Sino kaya sila?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I'm looking forward sa Rome!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111581959863269694?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111581959863269694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111581959863269694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111581959863269694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111581959863269694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/05/farewell-vienna.html' title='Farewell Vienna!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111557820037966920</id><published>2005-05-08T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:28:09.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WON!!!</title><content type='html'>Grabe! Ang tagal ko nang hindi na-uupdate 'tong blog ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandito na ang chorale sa Vienna Austria... Ang ba-bait ng mga host-families namin. napaka-accomodating nila! The Best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just left Bad Ischl.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God! Kasi we won 3rd place for the mix-choir category and 2nd place for folk!&lt;br /&gt;The best... iba talaga ang feeling na kahit hindi ka nanalo ng first place basta magaling naman yung nakatalo sa 'yo. Pero siyempre, masaya pa rin sana kung first place. we know naman na we did our best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya dito, kaso medyo na-hohome sick na rin ako!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Bye na for now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111557820037966920?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111557820037966920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111557820037966920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111557820037966920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111557820037966920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/05/we-won.html' title='WE WON!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111433630684466255</id><published>2005-04-24T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:51:46.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey pipz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe! Nag-freak out talaga ako nung nareceive ko yung message ni Sab kanina!!! We might fly daw to europe tomorrow evening!!!! What??!!! I'm just half way pa lang sa pag-iimpake!!! So check ako agad ng email ko kasi dun ko daw malalaman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!!! Wala naman... so probably tuesday pa rin flight namin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat din kay Lord, kasi parang things are going smoothly na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks talaga for your prayers ha?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys cge na tuloy ko na pag-iimpake ko...Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maging fun talaga yung tour namin sa Europe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sana maka-place kami sa competiton kahit ano lang basta galing kay Lord tatanggapin namin!!!Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111433630684466255?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111433630684466255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111433630684466255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111433630684466255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111433630684466255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/04/panic.html' title='Panic!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111418498998293871</id><published>2005-04-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T08:49:49.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The European Tour</title><content type='html'>GuyZZZ, I'm so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aalis na ang chorale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuesday na flight namin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAna maging safe.... Hehehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sa mga nag-pray for the Chorale... Alam ko mern... Sana help us in praying for our victory.... Kahit anong place lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge gabi na.... Bye blog readers!!!ÜÜ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111418498998293871?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111418498998293871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111418498998293871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111418498998293871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111418498998293871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/04/european-tour.html' title='The European Tour'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111399508288682511</id><published>2005-04-20T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:24:05.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The UPMC European Tour</title><content type='html'>Guys, siguro most ng mga nagbabasa nitong blog ko ay naririndi na sa tour na lagi kong sinasabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ha! (As if may nagbabasa nitong blog ko?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pips, God's will we may leave this sat, pero were praying na sana tuesday so that we can make tipid sa gagastusin naming sa board and lodging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe! We have paid for the plane tickets na partially at bukas na malalaman yung flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "execoms" will also talk to Chancy at sana tumulong sila. We know naman na medyo naging harsh nga kami sa kaniya before, pero ok na 'yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, continue to pray for the chorale ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a cliche' na talaga... Pero prayers can really move mountains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111399508288682511?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111399508288682511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111399508288682511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111399508288682511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111399508288682511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/04/upmc-european-tour.html' title='The UPMC European Tour'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111392508279235471</id><published>2005-04-19T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:17:13.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guyz we're leaving for Europe na!</title><content type='html'>Guyz sana matuloy na yung tour. Sa Saturday flight na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakanta kami tomorrow sa graduation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana i-touch ni Lord yung heart ni Chancy para suportahan niya yung Chorale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge na aarilin ko pa yung song for tomorrow.. I don't want na magkalat tomorrow... Namumuro na ako kay sir eh... HeheheheÜ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uy!! Tnx sa mga nanood ng Concert!!! You guyz rock!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111392508279235471?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111392508279235471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111392508279235471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111392508279235471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111392508279235471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/04/guyz-were-leaving-for-europe-na.html' title='Guyz we&apos;re leaving for Europe na!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-111373604498465927</id><published>2005-04-17T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:10:05.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guyz how Cool!!!</title><content type='html'>Guyz!!! Ang cool talaga ng bagong look ng blog ko... tnx to that unknown person na nagdonate nito... Hehehehe!!!Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first major concert ko na with the chorale bukas. Sana maging maayos. Sana maging masaya... hehehehe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupunta na rin pala ng europe y'ung chorale sana matuloy. Sabi nga ni sir, "we're already on a point of no return".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge bye na. Sana ma-update ko na regularly blog ko, lalo na at ang cool nya na talaga!!! Hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge!!! Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-111373604498465927?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/111373604498465927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=111373604498465927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111373604498465927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/111373604498465927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2005/04/guyz-how-cool.html' title='Guyz how Cool!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109723438388237327</id><published>2004-10-08T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:06:50.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye... (for now)</title><content type='html'>Hey there Blog!&lt;br /&gt;Blog readers, medyo mawawala muna ako ngayon sa Blog world...&lt;br /&gt;Siya nga pala kasi sembreak na. I want to free myself with all those toxicity.&lt;br /&gt;Aba! Napakahirap ata maging Iskolar ng Bayan?! Kaya Bye muna for now!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry I'll be back pag start ng sem break!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109723438388237327?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109723438388237327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109723438388237327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109723438388237327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109723438388237327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/10/goodbye-for-now.html' title='Goodbye... (for now)'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109686864165153413</id><published>2004-10-03T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:04:41.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick!!!</title><content type='html'>Pag-gising ko...&lt;br /&gt;Super sama na ng pakiramdam ko. I think lumalala yung sakit ko.&lt;br /&gt;Buong araw nakahiga lang ako. One more thing, hindi na ako nakapag-church. I was supposed to prepare a game for our Young People Service, pero yun nga may sakit ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing lang ata sa pagkakasakit ko ay nakaligtas ako sa household Chores!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys need to say good bye. ang boring ng day ko no?!&lt;br /&gt;Siya nga pala, hindi ako nakapanood ng survivor tonight kasi yung tatay ko. Kagabi rin I wasn't able to watch america's next top model, kasi nga gabi na ako nakauwi pero alam kong si april yung natanggal. Nag-research na kasi ako sa net. Kahit hindi mananalo si Shandi ok lang... Makakaabot naman siya sa Finals, tska yung mga faves ko naman yung mga naglaban-laban. Shandi, Mercedes, and Yoanna the winner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige na, watch out for my blog tomorrow baka magaling na ko! Bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109686864165153413?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109686864165153413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109686864165153413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109686864165153413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109686864165153413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109686845620524444</id><published>2004-10-02T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:00:26.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala akong gana mag-post ngayon!!!</title><content type='html'>What a day this was, to think na ngaun ung math exam namin. Hala! Di pa ko masyadong nag-rereview, kasi kagabi natulog na ko straight after I arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Sinet ko yung alarm clock ko ng 6:00 kasi mag-rereview ako. Nag breakfast muna ako habang nag-rerevie, pero nung naubos yung food ko tinamad na ako mag-review kaya I took a nap muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 na ko nagicng from my short nap. (A short nap, indeed!!!) I planned to continue my review, but my brother opened the T.V. so I had a hard time concentrating on my notes. Sabi ko sa sasakyan na lang ako ulit mag-rereview. Just like the last time!!! Good Idea eh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok naman ung review ko. Just enough na preparation na 'yun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating ko sa school, some of my classmates were already there. Nakita ko si Badette na tinuturuan si Nico. Sinamantala ko ang chance at nakisali na rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namove nang namove yung sked ng Dep't exam hanggang anong oras na ata yun!?!?! I was really praying na multiple choice yung exam! Yes!!! Malayo pa lang yung test paper nakita ko nang Multiple Choice nga! Hahahaahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ko pinasa yung paper ko pinag-pray ko muna siya maigi!!! Sana po pumasa ako!&lt;br /&gt;After ng test, we decided to go to Rob, para "mag-detoxify" (is there such word?!) Nakasalubong namin si Princess at pupunta siyang pahinungod para mag-sign up daw. Eh sila Ritz tska Lau hindi pa rin nakakapag-attendance, so nag-away kami kung tultuloy kami. We decided na mag-toss coin kung tututloy kami or hindi. Pagpunta namin dun wala si Ate Jean (LTS coordinator namin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumuloy kami sa Rob at kumain kami sa McDo. We decided na magpa- studio Pic. Nag-away-away pa kami kung tututloy kami. Sabi ulit ng coin, tumuloy kami, kaya ayun tumuloy nga kami. Habang naghihintay kami na ma-develop cya, nanood muna kami ng sine... Raising Helen... Gitna na ng Movie nung pumasok kami. After ng movie we planned na bumalik muna sa Kameraworld (*the Studio). Pagkita namin ng pic- Nagulantang kami!!! Ang Dugyot kaya!!!! As in!!! Sabi namin papapic kami ulit sa Fri... Well sana nga matuloy at sana hindi na sa isang tamad na cameraman. Ano kaya yun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik kami sa cinema 7. We decided to sit at the very front row. As in front! Nung part na ng movie na napanood namin, umalis na rin kami. Besides 9:00 na nun! 9:30 na nun nang makasakay ako. Nakasakay ko pa yung isang taga Block 9! In fairness sa kanya di niya ko pinansin. well, di naman kami magkakilala!&lt;br /&gt;12 na ko nakarating sa bahay!! Patay!!! Gising pa tatay ko!!! Nanonood ng TV! Tinanong ako kung saan ako nanggaling, I told a lie... Heehehehehe!!! Buti na lang tulog na ang aking ma'ma, kundi, extended ang sermon! Low Batt na talaga ako at I'm not feeling well!!! Nilagnat ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige Blog!!! And Blog Readers Wish me good health and Bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109686845620524444?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109686845620524444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109686845620524444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109686845620524444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109686845620524444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/10/wala-akong-gana-mag-post-ngayon.html' title='Wala akong gana mag-post ngayon!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109662497295304752</id><published>2004-10-01T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:49:26.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared for Philo!!</title><content type='html'>Napag-isipisipan kong ang hirap pala mag-ingles kaya mag-tataglish na lang ako.. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-set ako kagabi ng 6am sa alarm clock, hindi ko pa kasi nagagawa yung TTD ko for Philo. Kaso late na ako nagising and almost 7 na nun, kaya nagrush na lang ako! 9:00 ko sya natapos kaya masaya pa rin ako kasi natapos ko cya bago ako maligo...&lt;br /&gt;Naligo na rin ako after. Kaso paglabas ko ng baño nagluluto ang aking Inay ng paborito kong adobo, kaya yun instead na aalis ako ng 10:00, 12:00 na ko umalis... Hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;12:00 na. sa bus nag-review na ko ng todo for Philo, but my brain seems to reject all the stuff i'm feeding it. I think I'm just tired!&lt;br /&gt;Pagkarating ko sa school, nakasalubong ko si Lor's kaya sabay na kaming umakyat sa taas and to my surprise, nandun na si Badette...&lt;br /&gt;Nagreview ako for Philo again kasi marami pala akong na-miss reviewhin.&lt;br /&gt;At eto pa!!! UP critic ito!!! Matapos akong ma-reject ng Bwisit na janitor na yun kasi mag-c-cr ako.. May epal na gwardiya na nagpapaalis naman sa amin sa Corridor!!!! Haller?! Nag-iisip ba siya?! Public place yun... natural maingay dun... Buti ba kung sa loob ng classroom yun!! Pero in fairness naman sa kaniya... maingay naman talaga kami...&lt;br /&gt;Exam na namin sa PHilo... mukhang 50-50 ang lagay ko dito ha... Inanswer ko cya with all the force I can exert ever!! But still its up to the Lord's hands kung papasa ako... At sana yes ang sagot niya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. aalis na ko... Cge Bye na.. until next time!!! Bye!!!ÜÜÜ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109662497295304752?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109662497295304752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109662497295304752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109662497295304752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109662497295304752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/10/scared-for-philo.html' title='Scared for Philo!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109662402987719442</id><published>2004-09-30T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:43:57.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is the gist of the Exams!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wed morning...&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ride the Juaymah Bus Line whose route is from Cavite straight to Taft. Askin' why? Its because I wasn't able to review for my span exams and it would be this morning! What will I do?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will be able to accomplish reading all the stuff that I need to read before my exams! One more thing!!! Naunahan ko si sharelle ngaun!!! Hehehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam was quite easy and I hope to get high grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again... Our exam for History is fast approaching. What will I do?! I am&lt;br /&gt;still unprepared (guys tama ba garammar ko?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ate our lunch at Burger King!! Then that was the time that I was able to review for the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our exam in History was an essay, and it was definitely easier than an objective type. Thank God I was able to answer all of them and I did not run out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to BEATA for LTS. The kids were kindda naughty today. They were very hyper. I felt sad because we will never see them again for this sem, but still I want to teach them, especially my tutees. I want her to go beyond her limits, learn more and be better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys... Gotta go na!Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109662402987719442?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109662402987719442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109662402987719442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109662402987719442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109662402987719442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/09/here-is-gist-of-exams.html' title='Here is the gist of the Exams!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109662326644447655</id><published>2004-09-29T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:38:36.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring wed....</title><content type='html'>Today, wala kaming pasok kaya sobrang boring!&lt;br /&gt;Naku bukas nga pala yung exam namin sa Span1 tska sa Histo! Dapat mag-review.&lt;br /&gt;Bored ako sobra, sayang kasi tapos na yung Amazing Race kaya wala na akong aabangan 'pag sabado!!&lt;br /&gt;Wala talaga akong maikwento!!!&lt;br /&gt;Talagang instead na nag-review ako, nandito ako at nagsayang ng oras sa panonood ng TV!!! Kay buting estudyante ano?! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge Bye na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109662326644447655?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109662326644447655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109662326644447655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109662326644447655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109662326644447655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/09/boring-wed.html' title='Boring wed....'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109643969979002323</id><published>2004-09-28T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:30:51.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Suck!!!</title><content type='html'>Ano ba yung exam namin sa COMM1?! Mukhang nararamdaman ko na ang hirap ng pagiging Estudyante sa Unibesidad ng PiLipInas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero Ok pa rin... nasagutan ko namn lahat at sana lang maka-flat-1 ako. (Taas ba ng Pangarap?) Anyways, happy pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya nga pala, nagyon si ritz naman yung hindi namamansin. Ano kaya problema nun? Hindi rin sya tumabi kay Lau' nung Comm1. Ano ba?! Sino ba dapat ma-unang mag-approach? Kami nila Shane o Siya? (Please post your answer as a Comment!) Anyway ano ba talaga gagawin namin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag-uwi namin at nasundo na namin si Shane sinama na rin namin si Karichi(a BehSci person), ayaw pa namin umuwi kaya nag-rob muna kami to seek the advise of karichi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!!! tinikman namin ung adobo and beef steak flavored empanada... Yuck!!!! Joke lang. Kahit papaano lasang pagkain pa rin naman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sige 'till next time na lang, kailangan ko nang mag-paalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bub-bye!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!!! and peace OuT!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109643969979002323?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109643969979002323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109643969979002323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109643969979002323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109643969979002323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/09/tuesdays-suck.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Suck!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109628448291307597</id><published>2004-09-27T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T04:28:02.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To sum things up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Since matagal-tagal din akong hindi nakapag-post ng blog ko... I will make kwnto na lang in summarized form.... Kayo na bahala mag-asses at tanggalin ang mga sugar coats!!!ÜÜ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Iyon, umatend din ako ng orcomsoc sem-ender party... ano ba yun?! parang pajama party naman yun!!!! Panis nga ung spag... kakaasar... buti na lang talaga masarap ung nachos!!!Ü Nagpunta pa kami ng Roxas.. kindda corny, pero masaya at least kasama ko frens ko!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;12 na ko nakarating sa bahay... buti na lang knock-out na ung mga tao sa bahay... hahahaha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;....Sabado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yun!!! may klase kami for NSTP.. natapos na lang cya... at higit sa lahat!!! may ng-indian sa amin~!!!!!!! kakaasar!!! kaya napag-usapan naming maging invisible cya,,, America's next top model update.... wala nag-recap lang... sana hindi pa matanggal si Shandi!!!! She Rockzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...Linggo na....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nag-church ako ng umaga till 12... tapos tulog tapos return to chuch for afternoon service then nine na ako nakauwi.. and diretso na ko bed.... Boring ba?!... Survivor update.... tanggal na ung doble-carang si Dolly!!! Buti nga!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is what's in stored for monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;-invisible nga si Ritz... kawawa nga eh, kinakausap ña kami pero deadma... hehehehe!!! Pero bukas daw pansinin na namin cya... Guys listen to this... I mean read this... Exempted ako sa finals ng HISTO1!!!!!! Harharhar!!!! Nabunutan na rin ng isang tinik... cge na at gagawa pa ko ng TTD's ko for philo... thanks for reading this concised and sugar-coated Blog!!! Hhahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till-next time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109628448291307597?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109628448291307597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109628448291307597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109628448291307597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109628448291307597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/09/to-sum-things-up.html' title='To sum things up!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412878.post-109576602573394941</id><published>2004-09-21T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:31:11.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey there sa lahat ng bumabasa ng blog ko (as if meron diba?!).&lt;br /&gt;Well, this was a tiring day na naman. (as usual) A friend introduced this stuff to me, ang saya niya pala! (thanks kay'z!) Napagod na naman ako bilang isang isko, maramin kasing kailangang asikasuhin.&lt;br /&gt;Masaya naman ang araw na 'to. Ang daming tinuro sa amin ngaun si Ma'am Sioco. Maaga kami ngayon for our philo class kasi may meeting daw siya.&lt;br /&gt;Guys I have secret to share.... Atin2x lang ha?!&lt;br /&gt;ANG SARAP NG DOUGHNUTS SA "GO NUTS DONUTS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(wow! paid advertisement ba 'to)&lt;br /&gt;The best talaga, sayang nga lang kasi walang pastillas de leche today. Anyway, happy pa rin kami!&lt;br /&gt;Cge dito na lang muna.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!! till next tym!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412878-109576602573394941?l=pogssz15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/feeds/109576602573394941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412878&amp;postID=109576602573394941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109576602573394941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412878/posts/default/109576602573394941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pogssz15.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog!!!'/><author><name>James L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328688096187698283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
