<?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-14748118</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:21:21.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pixtudio</title><subtitle type='html'>never been heard of.unless you depicted me. you left me alone unwanted. you let me burden all of this in silence..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14748118.post-117103504331729964</id><published>2007-02-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:30:43.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HIMIG NG PAGLIKHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARLEQUIN THEATRE GUILD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;presents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde" size="6"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HIMIG NG PAGLIKHA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isang Theatre Gig ni Noel Cabangon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;DLSU - Manila&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Teresa Yuchengco Auditorium&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;March 9, 2007 (Friday)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;March 10, 2007 (Saturday)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;3:00pm and 7:00pm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Php. 250.00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guys, nood na kayo nito. Matagal pa naman kaya pwede pang pag-ipunan. Sa lahat ng taong nangako sa akin na manonood ng play namin, ngayon na ang pagkakataon para manood kayo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First time ko na magpperform&amp;nbsp;dito sa play na ito, kaya sana advance birthday gift niyo na sa akin 'to. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nood kayo ha! Kahit hindi ka taga DLSU, pwedeng pwede! Basta may ticket ka! So ano na, HAKUTIN MO NA 'YUNG IBA AT MANOOD NA~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Text niyo na lang ako for inquiries!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde" size="4"&gt;SUZIE - &amp;nbsp;09164760197&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;/*Ito na muna ang huling update ko sa month ng February. */&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times" size="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-117103504331729964?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/117103504331729964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=117103504331729964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117103504331729964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117103504331729964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/02/himig-ng-paglikhaharlequin-theatre.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-117069002924888568</id><published>2007-02-05T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:40:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DROUGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maraming salamat sa lahat ng tumangkilik at nagdownload ng aking mga lay-outs.. Sa ngayon, ang current number of downloads na aking nakuha ay 9 - Harry Potter na Lay-out at 4 - Green Lay-out (Na halos kahapon ko lamang inupload). Ang susunod na imageless na lay-out ay magiging available na rin sa mga susunod na araw. Pagpasensyahan niyo na lamang ang matagal na pag-uupload dahil ako ay gumagamit lamang ng dial-up at maraming ginagawa sa school. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YESSSSS!! TANGGAP NA AKO!!!! Isang meeting na lang ang kailangan para mapag-usapan na ang schedule ko para sa part-time job ko ngayon sa De La Salle Philippines. Computer Specialist ang ii-applyan ko. Hmm. Jade? Teril? Nakapasok rin ba kayo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa tagal ko ng namumuhay, 5 years old pa lang ako ng simulang matigil ang pagbibigay ng mga regalo sa aking ng aking mga ninong at ninang. Siguro, pati ata ang Tito kong naospital na at lahat lahat, ay nagawa pa rin akong bigyan ng pang dalawang buwang baon at nagawan pa niya akong ibukas ng isang bagong account sa BPI. Salamat Tito!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hindi ko pa rin talaga alam kung magsshift pa talaga ako ng course. From, Computer Science - Software Technology to Computer Systems Engineering... Naiisip ko tuloy, kung CS-ST ako, baka nakagawa na ako ng E-ticket system ng HTG (haha!!) E-Vote system at lahat na ng E- na pwedeng makatulong sa HTG. Haha.. Kung CSE naman, tiyak na may pwesto na ako sa PLDT pagkagraduate ko. (Ito kaya ang dahilan kung bakit ako pinag-sshift?) Ang kapitbahay kasi namin ang manager ng PLDT Try-Isis. [oh.. oh.. pwede ng sponsor to..] haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pasensya na at maraming mga entries ang dapat eh naipost ko na. Haay. Mabuhay tayong lahat! Mabuhay ang Community Templates!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Kisapmata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-117069002924888568?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/117069002924888568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=117069002924888568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117069002924888568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117069002924888568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/02/droughtmaraming-salamat-sa-lahat-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-117062818670616133</id><published>2007-02-05T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:29:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Green Lay-out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here it is..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img title="green" height="300" alt="green" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/green.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/10056634/5816b92f/Green.html"&gt;Click to Download&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-117062818670616133?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/117062818670616133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=117062818670616133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117062818670616133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117062818670616133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/02/green-lay-outhere-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-117015651626638710</id><published>2007-01-30T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:28:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter LAY-OUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Harry Potter Lay-out is now Up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Download it NOW! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img title="hp" height="311" alt="hp" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/hp.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/9732251/4728e8aa/Harry_Potter.html"&gt;Click to Download&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-117015651626638710?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/117015651626638710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=117015651626638710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117015651626638710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117015651626638710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/harry-potter-lay-outthe-harry-potter.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-117007337155580820</id><published>2007-01-29T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:22:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lay-out prevs..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will only show first of my 2 imaged lay-outs and 1 imageless that comes in different colors of your choice..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a sample preview.. I'll update this link in the following days so that you will be able to download it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These lay-outs will be available in psd, jpeg formats (for those who want to still edit the pic and the over-all look of the site). Also, the file consists of the htm where you can find the codes, readme (for liabilities, disclaimers, credits, instruction&amp;nbsp;etc..), and fonts (for edit).. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img title="ayenprev" height="256" alt="ayenprev" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/green_prev.jpg" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Green Lay-out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;(an original first given to ~xayenx)&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img title="hpprev" height="249" alt="hpprev" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/hp_prev.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img title="imageless/1" height="398" alt="imageless/1" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/IL-Dark_green.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;Imageless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center" align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-117007337155580820?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/117007337155580820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=117007337155580820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117007337155580820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/117007337155580820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/lay-out-prevs.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116998570572384932</id><published>2007-01-28T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:01:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OLD ENTRIES..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just fascinated with my old entries..Reposting them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Examine what is said, not him who speaks. &lt;br /&gt;Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all they have. &lt;br /&gt;Never stand begging for that which you have the power to earn. &lt;br /&gt;The dead cannot cry out for justice; it is a duty of the living to do so for them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to regain myself back. I always felt that I am losing it every minute. I even can't imagine on how on earth will I look like once I let go of my identity. Maybe, time will tell that I am not really the person whom you knew from the start, that I am not the one whom you rendevous with everyday. Or worse, I am not really existing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have always asked myself with one question. &amp;quot;Who are you?&amp;quot; or it strikes back; &amp;quot;Who am I?&amp;quot; It really sound absurd that a person doesn't know who he really is (not mentioning people who have this psychological problems). I find myself amusing not because how the way of my life goes, but how was I able to handle my identity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; True, not all people understand the thoughts of what one is trying to perceive. It's just in the nature of a person. All you have to do is to sit down, keep quiet and try to mingle. Think about it. If nothing gets in your mind, you'll just have to try harder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Identity is a crucial problem to deal with. Everybody has its own unique identity and everybody has the chance to meet this identity. Reverberated? Confused? That's one thing, the identity make - to let you choose if you'll accept something or not. oh and yes, WILL is a part of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Why am I saying this? I need to write and I need to read. I need to regain myself. I am starting all over again to do this. I need TIME. I need CONSIDERATIONS. I am dying just to regain myself once again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116998570572384932?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116998570572384932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116998570572384932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116998570572384932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116998570572384932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/old-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116981501370573954</id><published>2007-01-26T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:36:53.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VCD + LAYOUTS + MP + HTG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;VCD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I started watching VCDs when I got my first membership card ID in SM Bicutan Video City Branch; And heck, I&amp;nbsp;thought I've&amp;nbsp;drowned with all the VCD's I had watched since November 2006. Here are some of the Movies I've watched as far as I remember: (in random order)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memoirs of Geisha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House of Fury&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lady in the Water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Her Shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's the Man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little Manhattan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just my luck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Break - up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Casablanca&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Final Destination 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun with Dick and Jane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open Season&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monster House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lot like love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So Close&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You, Me and Dupree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue Moon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eternity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've got served&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anger Management&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Madagascar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ultraviolet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Grudge 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exodus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ispiritista&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catch me if you can&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Closer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi ko pa kasi napapanood ung iba kaya ayan. Haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;LAY-OUTS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Magppost na ako ng free lay-outs sa community by this weekend. Busy-busihan lang kasi ng konti sa school eh. Random themes ako gumawa kaya, pagtiyagaan niyo na lang sana. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Usericons!! Marami na akong nagawa.. Iuupload ko na rin siya.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;MP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi ko na maimagine ang MP ko ngayong term.. Haha. Isang Java Game! Naisip ng partner namin na ang implementation ay parang isang flash game. Ang gameplay ay parang kagaya ng sa Super Mario tapos ang interface ay mala flash o pang playstation. Excited na akong gawain at tapusin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;HTG&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aba, nakita ko na rin ang pinag-uusapan ng lahat sa HTG na kasama sa request performance. Wala lang.. Andami ko kasing nabalitaan at ayon, nakita ko na rin siya ng live in action. :P Wala lang.. (Tingin sa baba).. Adik ang lights kanina.. On-the-spot ang lightings na ginawa namin nila Martin at Kuya Kiko. Haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Electronic Ticketing System ba kamo? Madali lang naman gumawa ng program na ganun.. Kaso ang hindi ko pa alam is ang GUI. Pero, possible naman ito.. Kasi ito rin yung naging case study namin sa Computer Programming. Gumawa kami ng isang database program about Movie House and Library naman, kaya hindi naman siguro imposible ito? Tama ba, Kuya Gerol? Pero kung titignan din ang time frame.. hmm.. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Congrats sa mga nagGlamrock kanina.. Ang galing. Haha.. Lalo na ung dance! Yehey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116981501370573954?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116981501370573954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116981501370573954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116981501370573954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116981501370573954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/vcd-layouts-mp-htgvcd-congrats-sa-mga.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116956625507111228</id><published>2007-01-23T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:30:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LAY-OUTS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be submitting Lay-outs maybe this weekend or next week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116956625507111228?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116956625507111228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116956625507111228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116956625507111228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116956625507111228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/lay-outs.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116922063423257092</id><published>2007-01-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:30:34.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;confiDENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; /.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ako ba ang nagbago o ikaw? Pareho nga ba o masyado lang akong nag-iisip? Walang isang beses sa bawat araw ko na hindi ko iniisip na layuan ka o hindi na magpakita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; /.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero sa tuwing babalik ka't papanain mo ang kahinaan ko, hindi ko na magawang sumunod sa isipan ko.&amp;nbsp;Malalaman ko na lang na talo na ako; wala ng lakas para magpatuloy pa. Sa bawat paggapang ko papalayo,&amp;nbsp;makikita ko ang iyong mukha. Bakas sa mukha mo ang klase ng taong pumapatay at sa pagkakataong ito, papatayin mo na ako. Subalit hindi mo ginawa, hinayaan mo pa akong magdusa ng ilang beses, ilang taon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; /.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi na nga yata kita kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116922063423257092?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116922063423257092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116922063423257092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116922063423257092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116922063423257092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/confidence-hindi-na-nga-yata-kita.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116904456464083340</id><published>2007-01-17T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:36:04.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TEMPLATES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fellow Tabulas users.. This is a site where all of you can find, share and use templates created by your very own fellow users in Tabulas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things here might have been a rough start for we need users like you who can design and share your knowledge about creating templates for everyone to use. I know this would be hard but come to think of it, we could help and advertise our own templates for use! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's help one another for glory! (huh?) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good Day to everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/community/templates"&gt;http://tabulas.com/community/templates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116904456464083340?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116904456464083340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116904456464083340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116904456464083340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116904456464083340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/templatesfellow-tabulas-users.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116895959734510752</id><published>2007-01-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:59:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Return&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nasira ang computer ko at dahil doon, hindi ko nagawa ang ilang importanteng bagay. Una, hindi ako nakapagpasa ng gawa sa LitAw. Kuya Josh, pasensya na. Kahit ano gagawin mo para lang makapagpasa ako, sorry po ulit. Ikalawa, hindi ko nagawa ang pangako kong tatapusin ang &lt;a href="http://draculasriddle.co.uk"&gt;Dracula's riddle&lt;/a&gt; pero nagawa ko namang umabot sa antas na 72/82. Ikatlo, hindi ko naisagawa ang bagong &amp;quot;template&amp;quot; para sa bagong taon na kung mapapansin niyo ay ngayon lang ako nagkaroon muli ng panibagong likha (ang konsepto ay galing sa &lt;a href="http://templatebox.com"&gt;templatesbox&lt;/a&gt;). Ikaapat, hindi ako nakaabot sa huling araw ng pasahan para sa WBD. At ang panghuli, nakuha ang posisyon ko bilang forum moderator sa &lt;a href="http://newgrounds.com"&gt;newgrounds&lt;/a&gt;. Haay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pasahan na agad ng MP sa susunod na Linggo. Wala kaming maisip ng kapartner ko kung ano ba ang magandang 2d game. Isa lang talaga ang pumapasok sa isip ko, SUPER MARIO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Baka naman gusto mo akong tulungan, isipan mo naman ako ng isang laro. Kahit ano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116895959734510752?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116895959734510752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116895959734510752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116895959734510752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116895959734510752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/return-baka-naman-gusto-mo-akong.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116770645319445784</id><published>2007-01-02T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T10:54:15.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clueless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I watched a film last night on the Livng Asia channel. Take note, the film has no sounds. It wasn't an anime or either a cartoon.&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbsp;come to think of it, I managed to watch a 2 hour film with no sounds, conversations, etc. &amp;nbsp;The characters in the film are real. They represent all the people in the world. It has a nice plot if you would ask me. The lead actor was a Filipino (good to hear that) and also it was the Filipinos who got beaten in the end. Haha. It was really comedic. /.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My PS2's dumb. The last time I played was about 8 months ago. I stopped because its lens needs cleaning and the whole unit is a bit damaged. Today, someone gave me a Xenosaga III PS2 cd as a late christmas gift. I didn't want her to be disappointed so I tried to work on with it in my PS2. Yes, I know it's broken but I think I did something that even I do not know what it is&amp;nbsp;so my PS2 is now working. With that, I was able to finish Silent Hill 4 and Resident Evil Outbreak. &lt;img src="http://s.tabulas.com/ik/smilies/yellow/innocent.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to add things on my tabulas; the siteskin, entry cut, flash menu, and some other stuffs. So just let me know if you want something that I&amp;nbsp;could add in this site. &lt;img src="http://s.tabulas.com/ik/smilies/yellow/shy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (This entry has been cut.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116770645319445784?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116770645319445784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116770645319445784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116770645319445784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116770645319445784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/clueless.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116765171658388715</id><published>2007-01-01T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:41:56.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Internet Securtiy App. and concerns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you want an Internet Security Protection for your computer, one of the good software applications is the Panda Platinum Internet Security program. It does not only provides a good system back-up of your temporary internet files but also comes into a complete package of an ideal software application to match-up Norton's, McAfee, AVG and other popular computer protection program in the market. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BUT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I practically suggest that you should get any of those computer protection program out in the wild other than Panda. Why? As how it seems to be good in providing you with the best protection it can give, this Panda Software can easily back-fire in the registry system and will provide you with endless non-text files all over your system. Because of that, you'll be so frustrated that they keep on coming back just right after you have set to delete them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My intention here is not to offend or say any disgrace about the Panda company. Believe me, this all came from my day-to-day experience.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These things happen when you are about to uninstall the Panda Platinum program or when you are about to upgrade into a recent version of Panda. When you uninstall Panda, there is this script that'll tell you, &amp;quot;Uninstall fail | system file for uninstall is corrupt | Error | Delete files manually&amp;quot; or the uninstall program finishes its task without any script telling you something. After running uninstall, you would still be able to find the Panda Folder in the Program files directory and you would be able to see files such as pavlsp.dll, pavole.dll and a bunch of the dynamic-list library (.dll) and you wouldn't be able to delete them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This lists, can cause a massive replication of the web log files on your computer. This is because that these web log files don't have the execution program to store them in their own library whenever you connect to the internet. As it may seems, it would probably reflect that these&amp;nbsp;would be&amp;nbsp;worms in your computer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can't believe it? Try it for yourself ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, for those who have installed Panda and wanted to remove it but had all the trouble of these non-text files that keep on appearing everywhere in you computer, I've made a walkthrough on how to get these things erased.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do the&amp;nbsp;traditional&amp;nbsp;way in uninstalling a program. Uninstall Panda. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Start&amp;gt;Control Panel&amp;gt;Add/Remove Programs&amp;gt;Panda..)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2. Then, Reboot/Restart your computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Since there still Panda files left in your system that you cannot manually delete, I suggest on downloading &lt;a href="http://www.snapfiles.com/get/moveonboot.html"&gt;moveonboot&lt;/a&gt; , a program that set files to be deleted on the next reboot of the computer. (This is because that the files are currently working at background and cannot be stopped or deleted on the process.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Set to delete now the Panda files inside your computer. (As well as the web log files that keeps appearing everywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Local Disk&amp;gt;Program Files&amp;gt;Panda Software&amp;gt;Panda...&amp;gt;...) Then, Restart again your computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For the basics, that should do it. Everything else would work normally now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; if this doesn't work out, I can &lt;strong&gt;SUGGEST&lt;/strong&gt; you to go a bit more complicated this time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can do it. Just follow the instructions carefully. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLICATED PART.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do steps 1-4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;1. Run services.msc (Start&amp;gt;Run) then see the items about Panda application. If it is on automatic and is not started, ignore this number and proceed to number 2. If not, try to right click and stop these applications.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Run msconfig. Go to Services tab, then uncheck all Panda related icons. This process may prompt you to restart. If so, don't.. you still have one more task left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;NOW BE MORE VERY CAREFUL&lt;/strong&gt; in this last&amp;nbsp;step.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Run regedit. Press Ctrl+F (which would lead you to FIND). Type in &lt;strong&gt;Panda&lt;/strong&gt; then delete &lt;strong&gt;ALL ENTRIES&lt;/strong&gt; THAT HAS &lt;strong&gt;PANDA&lt;/strong&gt; on it (unless you have other programs that share the same name with Panda, if that happens be very careful on what registry file you are deleting or else, this would cause a &lt;strong&gt;MAJOR&lt;/strong&gt; problem). You can press F3 for the next search to make it easier ;) . Also you need to remove files the strings&amp;nbsp;named&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;pav&lt;/strong&gt;. So type in again the word &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;pav&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Now, after all the hardwork in deleting the registry, restart your computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, that should be able to fix your computer. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoping that this would help someone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nagiging techie na ako. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116765171658388715?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116765171658388715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116765171658388715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116765171658388715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116765171658388715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/internet-securtiy-app.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116764473259369237</id><published>2007-01-01T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:45:32.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LAYOUT10!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Binalik ko sa dating settings ang lay-out ng aking tabulas. Gagawa kasi ako ng panibago para&amp;nbsp;magbigay pugay sa&amp;nbsp;bagong taon/.! Bago siguro magpasukan, may bago na akong lay-out. Happy New Year nga pala sa lahat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Want to ask anything?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116764473259369237?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116764473259369237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116764473259369237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116764473259369237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116764473259369237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2007/01/layout10binalik-ko-sa-dating-settings.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116697479812639075</id><published>2006-12-24T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:39:58.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde" size="5"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!/.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May nabura akong pic sa phone ko. Waa. Ang memorable pa naman nun, haha. Merry Christmas sa lahat. Kung mayaman lang ako, lahat kayo binigyan ko na ng mga regalo. Yey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May reason kung bakit&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;static&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ung ung entry ko sa multiply. Marami tuloy akong gustong sabihin. Marami tuloy akong gustong gawin. Maraming salamat sa &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Ngayon alam ko na ang lahat! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Burado na ang lahat ng laman ng phone ko. Lalo na ang mga messages; umabot ba naman ng 200+ messages ang nakastore sa inbox ko. Ngayon, kasalakuyang pinupuno na naman ito ng mga mensaheng bumabati para sa pasko. 30 minutes na lang at pasko na. Yey. Matutulog na rin ako. (Ah eh.. Walang ng kainan dito. Tulog na silang lahat. Haha. Wala nga kaming decoration sa bahay eh.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero dahil sa may sweldo na ako, bumili ako ng food. Nagluto na rin ako. Kakain ako. Kakain sila. Optional ang noche buena dito sa bahay. Kung magigising ka by 12, edi kumain ka kung hindi naman, bukas na lang. Pasko pa rin naman bukas eh. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyway, hinihintay ko na lang ang pagsapit ng bagong taon. (Dahil marami akong balak gawin! Nyahahaha.) Napakaligalig ko ngayong gabi. Ewan, haha. sumuweldo na kasi ako eh. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bago ang lahat, I-try&amp;nbsp;mo ito. Sobrang saya ko na kapag natapos ko ang riddle na ito at sobrang saya ko na kapag sinubukan mo ito. Ma-bbrain wash ka. Mapipiga ang utak mo. Mapapaisip ka at higit sa lahat, mababaliw ka sa riddle na ito. May 82 levels at level 50 na ako. More or less 10 ps lang ang nakakatapos nito WORLDWIDE. Achievement kapag natapos mo. Kaya sige, simulan mo na. Mapapasaya mo pa ako ngayong pasko! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size="4"&gt;[&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://draculasriddle.co.uk"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;LINK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; MERRY CHRISTMAS ulit sa lahat! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116697479812639075?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116697479812639075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116697479812639075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116697479812639075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116697479812639075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmasmerry-christmas-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116666613598476020</id><published>2006-12-21T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:55:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;XMAS.Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ibang klase. First time kong pumunta sa isang overnight activity ng HTG. Nakakatuwa. Nakakapang-high.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sinabay ako ni Mamy sa kotse nila. Kasama ko sina Elaine at Joanne. Buti na lang medyo alam ko 'yung lugar kasi kung hindi, baka nagkandaligaw-ligaw na kami. Akalain mo nga naman, tinawag pa nila akong &amp;quot;walking map&amp;quot; dahil sa sobrang laughtrip namin sa kotse sa tuwing mamangha si Elaine kung saan kami napapadpad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GAMES. Ang kulit ng cheer na ginawa ni Leslie. Go Power Rangers! Panalo kami sa lahat except nga lang sa dugtong yarn. Nasira pa nga 'yung&amp;nbsp;monoblock nung sa first game eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; EXCHANGE GIFT. Tawa ako ng tawa. First time ko pa lang makita 'yung wishlist ng baby ko,&amp;nbsp;alam ko na kung sino 'yung nabunot ko. Nakakalokang isipin kasi nagppretend akong hindi ko siya kilala't nagrereklamo sa harap niya. Haha. Hi &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~ikeorganus"&gt;Ate Ike&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Actually 1k ung gift kaya lang naging 900+ ung gastos ko kasi nagbayad utang ung kaklase ko. Sayang ang DVD player. Kung na-extend pa sana ng konti ang Christmas party, edi nabili ko na 'yung portable DVD player. =) Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; VIDEOKE. Ako ang super audience ng gabi't umagang iyon. Pagkatapos namin ligpitan ng gamit si kuya Josh, sige pa rin. Tuloy ang kanta. Natulog na ang lahat by the time na mag-4am na. Wala ng tao. Wala ng maingay (except sa videoke). Wala ng pagala-gala. Ako, ate Lady at si kuya Josh na lang ang naiwang gising. Ang lakas pang manghatak ni ate Lady na kumanta. Ang nangyari, super bonding kaming 3 buong magdamag. Nasilayan namin ang paglubog ng araw at pati ang pagsikat nito. Wala pa ring sawa, kanta pa rin ng kanta. Napakanta na rin ako pero konti lang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dumating na sina Ate Alon at Ate Happy. Inuwian kami ng puto bumbong at bibingka. Wala na rin kaming magawa ni ate Lady kung hindi ang kumain, kumanta, umupo, kumain at vice versa. Nagising na ang kapwa kong mga apprentices at si ate Eka. Pinatay lang ang videoke dahil baka sumabog na ito dahil sa overheat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi na rin nakayanan ni ate Lady. Bagsak. Patuloy pa rin ang buhay namin ni kuya Josh. Haha. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masama ata gising ni ate Ces. Ako ang inaway at pinagtripan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Umuwi ako ng mag-isa. Nabangag na rin ako. Muntik pa akong hindi makauwi. Pagdating ko sa bahay, sarado at nalaman kong brown-out pala. Umupo na lang ako sa labas ng bahay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naka-idlip tuloy ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas sa lahat.! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116666613598476020?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116666613598476020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116666613598476020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116666613598476020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116666613598476020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116632574544543767</id><published>2006-12-17T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T11:22:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TENACIOUS D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tiff, salamat sa paglibre mo sa akin sa MoA. Ngayon lang tayo nagkakilala tapos nilibre mo na ako. Thanks thanks po. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoy Carlo Bero, akala ko ba wala tayong pera? Bakit pareho tayong nasa MoA kanina? Haha. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi talaga ako umiinom. Pasensya na kayong lahat. Hindi rin naman ako nakadaan. Shep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sana makapunta ako sa christmas party. If ever na payagan ako, wala naman akong pambayad. Wala naman akong costume. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang mahal ng hinihiling mong regalo! Haha. Ok na, nabili ko na naman eh (mas tumaas ang determinasyon kong mag-ipon ng dahil dito, salamat!). Kaso wala na akong perang pambalot, pwede bang newspaper? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang saya ng bonding sa G4. Akalain mo nga naman, dapat susuportahan namin sila Ron sa Ragna Tournament nila, inabot ba naman ng 5pm | Talo agad in 20seconds?. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas masaya ako sa DDR (Dance Dance Revolution, Super Nova) sa timezone. Wala na ngang pera, ipinagpipilitan pang mag-DDR. Nice nice. &amp;quot;Edward, panira ka naman eh&amp;quot; - Eunice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Record Breaking. Pinag-antay mo ako sa South Gate ng 7 hours. Umaasenso na galing sa 5 hours ah. (Bakit ang tiyaga kong mag-antay?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Since mag-isa ako sa bago kong schedule ngayong 3rd term, babawi ako sa lahat. Nyahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Huwag kayong pupunta ng&amp;nbsp;Bicutan sa gabi. Baka ikamatay niyo&amp;nbsp;pa ang sobrang traffic. Nandoon ako ng 5pm. Nakauwi na ako sa bahay ng 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Haay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I do never mix..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116632574544543767?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116632574544543767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116632574544543767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116632574544543767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116632574544543767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/tenacious-d-i-do-never-mix_17.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116618633220344655</id><published>2006-12-15T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T20:38:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TENACIOUS D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tiff, salamat sa paglibre mo sa akin sa MoA. Ngayon lang tayo nagkakilala tapos nilibre mo na ako. Thanks thanks po. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoy Carlo Bero, akala ko ba wala tayong pera? Bakit pareho tayong nasa MoA kanina? Haha. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi talaga ako umiinom. Pasensya na kayong lahat. Hindi rin naman ako nakadaan. Shep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sana makapunta ako sa christmas party. If ever na payagan ako, wala naman akong pambayad. Wala naman akong costume. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang mahal ng hinihiling mong regalo! Haha. Ok na, nabili ko na naman eh (mas tumaas ang determinasyon kong mag-ipon ng dahil dito, salamat!). Kaso wala na akong perang pambalot, pwede bang newspaper? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I do never mix..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116618633220344655?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116618633220344655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116618633220344655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116618633220344655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116618633220344655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/tenacious-d-i-do-never-mix.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116584242237902241</id><published>2006-12-11T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:07:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An Identity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;PLUG: &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~pixtudio/content/37335.html"&gt;View a video about the DLSU-Harlequin Theatre Guild&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Amazed. I was thinking a lot this past few hours&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;how&amp;nbsp;this day&amp;nbsp;made me crack a bit of a smile; how&amp;nbsp;this day&amp;nbsp;made me confused for a lot of reasons that&amp;nbsp;I didn't want&amp;nbsp;one to know; how&amp;nbsp;this day&amp;nbsp;made me realize that I belong to this gigantic&amp;nbsp;parallel world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enlightened. It was finals. I didn't study. It was the&amp;nbsp;secret of my success (plus cram). It took me a while before I even realized that I was already doodling at my final exam booklet. I smiled a bit. Suddenly, I remembered back in high school the organization that was against me. It was an anti-Suzie society. Why? The organization's name explains it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Afraid. I longed for someone like you. You, who never keeps on cheering me up and never failed&amp;nbsp;to convince me to snap a smile and&amp;nbsp;who continued to give me those endless hugs, gave me the opportunity to live life and to continue my remaining days here on this world of yours. Yes, it's your world. This gigantic parallel world must be filled with your kind. Yet, I am afraid - with how history would continue to repeat its cycle.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;remembered this day. For this day, I saw one of your resemblances. It was&amp;nbsp;nice&amp;nbsp;to have her picture within you. You both share the same talents, the same attitude and likeness but what's afraid me most was how you both manage to treat me&amp;nbsp;using my weaknesses. I&amp;nbsp;was afraid for this to&amp;nbsp;happen just because as soon as we would be able to get so close, I would again eventually leave you. Forgive me, I had my own reasons and by the time you'd wanted to know why, you'd be seeing me long gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;General fact: I changed my history and I had repeated it. And this would only end if I would also end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cold. I sore. Both of my thighs gave up and&amp;nbsp;I ended up waiting for the LRT by sitting on the floor. A minute or so,&amp;nbsp;a woman offered me a lift and asked to help me. I knew I was fine but&amp;nbsp;both of my legs&amp;nbsp;just can't move any longer. As the LRT approaches, she never waited for me to speak. She lifted my arm and carried me inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was drastic. She can easily tell&amp;nbsp;my sickness. She wasn't a doctor, not even a nurse. She can tell it not because she just guessed it. She can tell because we both share the same illness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;How many months?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;30 more months,&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;That's barely 3 years! I envy you!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;..more than a week.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I saw a figure in the LRT -- I saw a childhood friend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was the&amp;nbsp;first one who ever saved me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was also the first friend whom I wasn't able to save.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And now, as blink my eye, she is nowhere to be found.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116584242237902241?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116584242237902241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116584242237902241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116584242237902241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116584242237902241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/identityplug-view-video-about-dlsu.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116566188750797187</id><published>2006-12-09T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:58:07.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Form of Desperation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been isolated for three days; I never thought I would have to lived such a desperate life more than I had imagined. There are so many things that I wanted to say. There are so many things that I wanted to reveal. There are so many things that I wanted to correct. In this life of mine, I never thought I would ever go beyond my boundaries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew how to disclose myself, I never knew how much truth could I ever divulge. If there is one person in this world who knew everything, who knew how to distinguish my lies from truths, who knew how hopeless I was in this life craving for things which I would want to bring in my so-called timed death, then it was me. There was still one person whom I never lied to, whom I never cheated, whom I never deceived but right now, I think it was only Him I could ever feel safe and protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never good with words. I was never good with expressing my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punish me for this rant, slap me for the truths that I had never revealed, Kill me for that even a second I was not able to clarify this entry, and hate me for I have been like this since I was little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life with lots of sad and faked smiles, was ever the most beautiful gift I had ever received.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116566188750797187?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116566188750797187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116566188750797187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116566188750797187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116566188750797187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/form-of-desperationbeen-isolated-for.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116505821411494021</id><published>2006-12-02T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:16:54.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Society is a Dystopia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="color: black"&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Society has been on a rough road. It has had many turbulent journeys. People have seen a great myriad of great events happen, like the Civil Rights Movement of the 1960&amp;rsquo;s and the Women&amp;rsquo;s Rights Movement that ended in 1920. Equality, which is where one has the same rights as the next, has been fought for both events. In the Civil Rights Movement, rights for blacks were fought for. In the Women&amp;rsquo;s Rights Movement, raising the rights of women was fought for. All were successful. However, there have also been many hardships in the world, like the Cultural Revolution in China and the corruption of communism in countries such as Cuba and China. During the Cultural Revolution, people were brainwashed to an extent where they would do anything for their leader.&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black"&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;In Communism, everybody was equal. It was an ideal utopia, but in reality, it was the exact opposite: a dystopia. Extraordinary people have contributed to society today. People like Mohandas Gandhi, who lived on the philosophy of truth and freedom and people like Mother Teresa, who lived only for the good of others have helped shape the world into a better place. However, the world is not all bunnies and flowers. Former tyrants like Joseph Stalin in the Soviet Union and Mao Zedong in China have equally molded and manipulated the world people live in today. Through charisma, eloquence, and bravery, they have won over millions of people. Society has come a long way since the beginning. But history repeats itself, whether it is good or bad. In &amp;ldquo;Harrison Bergeron,&amp;rdquo; a book by Kurt Vonnegut, society is ultimately corrupted and de-moralized into a dystopia, which is the exact opposite of what the ideal society is today. The dream of a utopian society has become a nightmare through several ways. Society cannot advance academically, the rise of a new ruler and a better age is unquestionable, and being equal is lowering the bar. In &amp;ldquo;Harrison Bergeron,&amp;rdquo; society is a dystopia.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black"&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;A preview, I am still currently working on this paper of mine.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116505821411494021?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116505821411494021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116505821411494021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116505821411494021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116505821411494021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/society-is-dystopia-preview-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116496149516892932</id><published>2006-12-01T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:24:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;630pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Umalis na tatay ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Rejoice?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: "Harrison Bergeron"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116496149516892932?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116496149516892932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116496149516892932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116496149516892932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116496149516892932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/12/630pmumalis-na-tatay-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116463458324590244</id><published>2006-11-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:36:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isang Box ng Coffee Mate + 1 Noodles = 5 points.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pack of Noodles + 6 Canned Goods = 5 points.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nth CM (Nth N) + Nth N (Nth CG)&amp;nbsp; =&amp;nbsp; 10 points.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waw. Hindi ko akalaing kakailanganin kong iwithdraw sa bangko ang lahat ng perang naipon ko para lang makabili nito (may iwwithdraw pa nga ba? May ATM pa kaya ako?). Point System ito for TREDONE. Naka-score na naman kasi si GARFIELD sa mga tao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natambakan na tuloy ako ng MP. Kahit na naawa sila sa akin at binigyan ng extension date sa submission ng mga ito, kakailanganin ko paring icontact ang best friend kong si Miracle Man. &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, Miracle Man.. Save me from 5 hells&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nakakuha ako ng TRABAHO!!! For almost a decade and a half, mabubuhay na ulit ako sa isang buwan. Ewan ko, pero kakaibang part-time job ito. Inirekomenda lang ako ng isa kong butihing kaibigan at ipinakilala niya sa akin ang isa sa mga nagttrabaho sa isang company. Akala ko kung ano.. Kailangan ko lang palang maglaro. POWER LEVELLERS ang trabaho ko. Ako ay maglalaro ng isa sa mga company account ng FFXII, AUDITION at O2JAM. 12K ang kikitain ko dito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hindi naman bayolente ang laro, ang audition ay isang online dance game, ang o2jam naman ay isang parang &amp;quot;beatmania&amp;quot; sa arcade at RPG lang ang FFXII. Nagtry na ako kanina&amp;nbsp;sa EGI. (Note: Half free lang ang rental ko sa PC.) Feeling ko, baka ma-adik ako. Wa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss ko na ang kama ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116463458324590244?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116463458324590244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116463458324590244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116463458324590244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116463458324590244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/random.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116451381035374288</id><published>2006-11-26T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T12:03:30.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VERSION 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         TRIAL AND ERROR              TRIAL AND ERROR            TRIAL AND ERROR             TRIAL AND ERROR       TRIAL AND ERROR           TRIAL AND ERROR       TRIAL AND ERROR    TRIAL AND ERROR     TRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERRORTRIAL AND ERROR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br/&gt;Currently Reading: TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;br/&gt;Currently Listening: TRIAL AND ERROR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116451381035374288?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116451381035374288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116451381035374288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116451381035374288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116451381035374288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/version-9wala-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116450577692253258</id><published>2006-11-26T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T09:49:37.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VERSION 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=5"&gt;COMING SOON!..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116450577692253258?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116450577692253258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116450577692253258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116450577692253258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116450577692253258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/version-9coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116420740846285785</id><published>2006-11-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:56:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GLITCHES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSTER&lt;/strong&gt;:   Maghahanap ka ng user sa friendster na gusto mong i add.. Kapag nakakita ka na at hindi mo siya kilala, ipprompt ka ng friendster na i verify kung alam mo ang first and last name ng user or kung ano ang email address niya. Sa kakaibang palad naman, nakasulat sa user profile niya sa may bandang itaas sa pamamagitan ng bold at bigger letters kaysa sa iba. Hindi ka makapaniwala dahil akala mo, isa itong 'magic'. Simple ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAHOO FEATURES&lt;/strong&gt;: Tunay na kakaiba ang mga naffeature na article sa Yahoo lalo na kapag nagbubukas ka ng Web Browser mo at home page mo ang Yahoo. Nagkataon namang nagbabasa ako ng mga featured articles nila mula sa World News hanggang sa Odd news. Ito ang ilang bagay na nagnakaw ng aking atensiyon. As of November 22, 2006. 10:40pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. "&lt;strong&gt;Flying while Muslim&lt;/strong&gt;: Some Muslims see the airport detention of six imams as discrimination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. "&lt;strong&gt;The time is Yao&lt;/strong&gt;: Forget Shaq. Yao Ming is now the top center in the league."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. "&lt;strong&gt;Snake road&lt;/strong&gt;: In southern Illinois, forest rangers block traffic for migrating snakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. "&lt;strong&gt;Sex in the wild&lt;/strong&gt;: Staying faithful can be a struggle for most animals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. "&lt;strong&gt;Frequent fliers unite&lt;/strong&gt;: "Kip Hawley is an Idiot!" shirts symbolize activism."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ODD NEWS&lt;/strong&gt;: Ppwedeng World coverage or Local lang. Nakita ko itong mga news titles (pero hindi lahat binasa ko) sa BBC.co.uk.. as of November 22, 2006. 10:45pm. Baka interested lang kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. "Indonesia orangutans given VIP welcome"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. "Manila halts real version of "Snakes on a Plane" . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manila airport officials prevented a real life version of horror flick "Snakes on a Plane" this week when they stopped more than 130 reptiles, including poisonous cobras, from boarding a flight to Bangkok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. "Buddhist monk cuts off penis and renounces refix"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BANGKOK (Reuters) - A Thai Buddhist monk cut off his penis with a machete because he had an erection during meditation and declined to have it reattached, saying he had renounced all earthly cares, a doctor and a newspaper said on Wednesday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. "China opens first lesbian hotline"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEIJING (Reuters) - China, where homosexuality was listed as a mental disorder until 2001, has opened its first hotline for lesbians following the success of a service for gay men, state media reported on Wednesday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST POPULAR ODD NEWS: Ito ay galing mismo sa Yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. &lt;strong&gt;"Calif. couple calls for orgasm for peace"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAN FRANCISCO - Two peace activists have planned a massive anti-war demonstration for the first day of winter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na nga. Inaantok na ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makamiss kaya ulit ako ng curtain call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko na ng Laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko na ng ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko na ng 1GB USB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko ng magcondo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116420740846285785?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116420740846285785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116420740846285785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116420740846285785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116420740846285785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/glitches.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116420602556259772</id><published>2006-11-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:33:46.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CONTEMPAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116420602556259772?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116420602556259772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116420602556259772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116420602556259772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116420602556259772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/contempal.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116406912867548640</id><published>2006-11-21T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T08:32:08.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3230. 32months. 32 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squatter na nga ako, ang vain ko pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awayin ka daw ba? Haha. Kampi ako sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pramiz. Peksman. Hope the lamok die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke lang. Pero seryoso, kampi ako sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critique night ng harlequin kanina, ewan ko ba kung bakit pero andami ko na namang iniisip. Kailan nga naman ako tumigil sa kakaisip? Nagiging totoo na lahat ng sinasabi ng tao tungkol sa akin - ganito, ganyan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makalayo nga sa topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nararamdaman ko na ang alta-presyon. Isang kakaibang bagay na ang mga tulad ko lang ang nakakadama. Isang bagay, na naghuhudyat sa kung ano na dapat ang mangyari. Naramdaman ko siya kanina habang nagccurtain call. At buti na lang, 'nahawakan' ko pa ang katawan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Lalayo ulit sa topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino gusto manood ng show namin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night 630. 1 ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night ng 630. 1 ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kapag sobrang nakikita ko sa iyo ang iyong kagustuhang manood, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppwede nating pag-usapan ang bayad sa tiket o baka libre na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116406912867548640?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116406912867548640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116406912867548640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116406912867548640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116406912867548640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/3230_21.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116403881432481259</id><published>2006-11-21T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:06:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3230. 32moths. 32 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squatter na nga ako, ang vain ko pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awayin ka daw ba? Haha. Kampi ako sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pramiz. Peksman. Hope the lamok die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke lang. Pero seryoso, kampi ako sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critique night ng harlequin kanina, ewan ko ba kung bakit pero andami ko na namang iniisip. Kailan nga naman ako tumigil sa kakaisip? Nagiging totoo na lahat ng sinasabi ng tao tungkol sa akin - ganito, ganyan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makalayo nga sa topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nararamdaman ko na ang alta-presyon. Isang kakaibang bagay na ang mga tulad ko lang ang nakakadama. Isang bagay, na naghuhudyat sa kung ano na dapat ang mangyari. Naramdaman ko siya kanina habang nagccurtain call. At buti na lang, 'nahawakan' ko pa ang katawan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino gusto manood ng show namin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night 630. 1 ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night ng 630. 1 ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kapag sobrang nakikita ko sa iyo ang iyong kagustuhang manood, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppwede nating pag-usapan ang bayad sa tiket o baka libre na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116403881432481259?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116403881432481259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116403881432481259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116403881432481259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116403881432481259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/3230.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116360387448733230</id><published>2006-11-15T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:17:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PASICATCHAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natapos na rin ang dance competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago pa man ako pinilit na sumali (kung hindi dahil sa perang ipambabayad ko sana sa ganito), tumatak sa utak kong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sasayaw lang ako para sa pera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi rin nangyari 'yon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga 3 oras bago magshow, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumagpak ang utak ko sa ambisyong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manalo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-enjoy ko ng sobra ung sayaw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit na, OP.. sige go lang. (db janna?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anlaki ng kompiyansa ng mga tao na &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mananalo daw kami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagflash back bigla ung tungkol sa problema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko para bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hindi naman kami nanalo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilata mode na lang pagkatapos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming salamat din sa pagpilit sa aking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga magulang para maniwala silang kayo ang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namilit na sumali ako at hindi ako nagkusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming salamat din sa pagtuturo ng stunts sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sa mga natutunan kong causes ng mga sakit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na na-ishare niyo sa akin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bigla kong naalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi rin pala ganun katagal ang 3 taon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya kahit anong gawin ko, antayin ko man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang 3 taon, kahit anong oras pa rin naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako pwedeng matuluyan. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isabak na ang sarili sa lahat ng posible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at subukan namang gawain ang mga imposible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami ang nakakaalam tungkol sa sakit kong ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero bilang lang sa kamay ang nakakaalam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ano ba talaga ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman ako nagrereklamo. Kailan pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap lang 'yung feeling na nailalabas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipong hindi sinasabi. Hindi pinapakita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya minsan, (ay wag na nga.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i-Try ulit basahin. Baka sa pagkakataong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito, maintindihan ng lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tao rin ako. Nagkakamali. Nagbabago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumatanggap ng opinion pero may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sariling paniniwala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tao rin ako. Nabuhay. Namumuhay. Namamatay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116360387448733230?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116360387448733230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116360387448733230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116360387448733230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116360387448733230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/pasicatchannatapos-na-rin-ang-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116342523462485694</id><published>2006-11-13T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:40:36.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OPTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;meron akong 3 options para mabuhay (literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si option A, B at C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag ang sumalubong sa akin ay option A, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit na ako ng harlequin; quit na ako ng schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag si option B naman ang sumampal sa akin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit na ako ng harlequin; mabubuhay na ako ng normal;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibig sabihin, ospital dito. ospital doon. bati ng 'hi' sa nurse,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at isang malagim na 'hello' sa doktor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag si option C naman ang sumuntok, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang quit quit. Go lang ng Go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, kung ikukumpara mo ang life points ko &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa isang yu-gi-oh na laro o kaya sa isang super mario,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1 out of thousands lives" na lang ang natitira sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang walang kain, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka tigok na ako.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116342523462485694?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116342523462485694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PERAPERAPERA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5px"&gt;Tangina.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="Arial Black" size="36px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na alam kung saan ako &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahanap ng PERA para mabuhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116333880295269000?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116333880295269000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116333880295269000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116333880295269000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116333880295269000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/peraperaperatangina.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116290493239163963</id><published>2006-11-07T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:08:53.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"After effect" ako kung matuto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ACID RAIN CATCHER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's Autumn,' I thought, then smiled &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of the gloomiest time of the year&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I like it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for its days like this&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you come to me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pour acid rain on my shoulders.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I watch every leaf fall off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel every drop of rain coming from you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stings all over,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'll have to enjoy your presence,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it means hurting you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For only in sad days like this&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you come and seek for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it worries me, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for soon enough winter shall come&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and take you away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, spring...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when your days are all happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's summer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're always positive&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in high altitudes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these seasons, I shalln't see&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the slightest glimpse of you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to wait for autumn again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How selfish of me, you may think&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's the only way to be with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even if it rips me apart,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall catch your acid rain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawa ni 'pareng' Denise ay este, "ang hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala siya" Denise.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kktest lang. nasa gox pa. nag-aantay ng announcement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hindi ko na maintindihan ang mga tao.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung pwede lang na hindi na ako makakita pa ng isa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116290493239163963?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116290493239163963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116290493239163963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116290493239163963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116290493239163963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-effect-ako-kung-matutoacid-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116208634626100493</id><published>2006-10-29T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:45:46.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MP TEXT TWIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isang Machine Project na naman ang ipapasa sa thursday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isang TEXT TWIST na LARO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Base sa observation ko, parang self study na lang ang computer science kapag transformative learning ang klase ng education nito. Ikaw lang lahat ang aalam ng mga dapat na gawin para mapagana mo&amp;nbsp; at makagawa ka ng program. At kaag nalaman mo na, i-eenhance lang ng teacher ang natutunan mo kapag lecture days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, pagkatapos ng isang typing tutor, diner dash, drawing pad, ito naman ngayong term na ito. Text twist, library at movie (cashier type) information system, Email, at isang shopping discount program para sa mga supermarket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;at saka ko lang nalaman. THURSDAY na pala. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero, kahit na malaman ko itong ng mas maaga pa, baka hindi ko rin ito masimulan, dahil sa dami ng projects sa iba pang comsci subjects.. baka ipamental ko na ang sarili ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gagawa na ako! (GUSTO KO LANG KASING MA-SET ANG MOOD KO) para makagawa na ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116208634626100493?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116208634626100493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116208634626100493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116208634626100493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116208634626100493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/mp-text-twistisang-machine-project-na.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116203602300777688</id><published>2006-10-28T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:47:03.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Andami kong nalaman ngayong araw na ito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde" size="7"&gt;VERSION 8&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;na!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana,geneva" size="7"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~pixtudio2"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116203602300777688?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116203602300777688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116203602300777688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116203602300777688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116203602300777688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/andami-kong-nalaman-ngayong-araw-na.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116160435222967754</id><published>2006-10-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:52:32.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CINNAMON GUM AWARDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hindi ko matanggap. HAHA.. isa akong psycho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="125" alt="best old site award" src="http://img55.imageshack.us/img55/3154/bestoldsitejul06pixtudiozx6.gif" width="200" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nanalo ako bilang isang best webmaster at best old site sa Cinnamon Gum Awards basic level. At hindi ako nanalo sa over-all gaya ng pinangarap kong magkaroon ng libreng bandwidth at site. Oo, basic level, dahil ako ay hindi stand alone server kung hindi ay nakikigamit lang sa tabulas. Iyon ang pagiging batayan ng paglalagay sa bawat category. Siguro, nagkulang ako sa advertisement tungkol sa voting thru Cinnamon Gum. Ang labo kasi ng instructions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="125" alt="best webmaster award" src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/8889/bestwebmasterjul06pixtudioar5.gif" width="200" align="left" border="0" /&gt;Hay naku, babawi ako! Haha. Matagal ko ng gustong magkaroon ng sariling, &amp;quot;yourname.com&amp;quot; At isang 1GB na bandwidth. Nyak. Iba ata ang idinulot ng virus sa katawan ko. Hindi ako ang nahyper sa unang araw ko sa pagpasok mula ng magkasakit ako, Ang mga taong nakapaligid sa akin ang na-admit ata sa mental hospital. [tsk tsk] Oh tama na Denise, tama na. ok?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, ok lang.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ito ang link for further info sa Cinnamon Gum Awards. &lt;a href="http://www.cinnamon-gum.com/basic-jul06-awards.php" target="_blank"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: Gum Awards winners!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116160435222967754?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116160435222967754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116160435222967754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116160435222967754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116160435222967754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/cinnamon-gum-awardshindi-ko-matanggap.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116156704550335014</id><published>2006-10-23T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T09:30:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BOOKS.Logo.siteskin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 days na lang at hindi ko pa rin natatapos basahin ang &lt;strike&gt;[1] Muslim and its legacy&lt;/strike&gt; [2] Short story and its writer &lt;strike&gt;[3] dreamweavers&lt;/strike&gt;. Nasa Exorcism of Emily Rose pa lang ako. May &amp;quot;Good brownman&amp;quot; pa saka &amp;quot;The Puppeteer&amp;quot;. Makakabalik&amp;nbsp;na rin&amp;nbsp;ako sa regular kong&amp;nbsp;pagpasok. Ang hirap umabsent ng isang linggo lalo na't nakamiss ako ng 2 midterm exam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My lj na rin ako pero balak kong hindi&amp;nbsp;ipagalaman ang url nito. &amp;nbsp;Swerte mo na lang kung makita mo ito. Gusto kong lumawak ang web developing skills ko at ang graphics orientented kong utak. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nagsubmit na rin ako ng application form sa TechDev support staff sa DLSU. At kung makuha man ako bilang isa sa mga support staff, matututo na rin akong mag advanced flash at magkakapriviledge na icopyright lahat ng mga web designs and lay-out ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Magaling si Marian, (hindi lang pagiging isang JAZZ dancer) kundi pati maghandle ng mga bagay-bagay. Ang labo kasi ng botohan nung election, Buti na lang, natalo ako at si Marian ang nanalo yey! (si Elaine kasi..) Super dedicated siya. Mas responsable pa sa ibang taong nakilala ko, mas higit pa ng 100% mas responsable sa akin. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;0-0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alam mo ba ung feeling na, humingi ng pabor ang isang tao sa iyo tapos pinamamadali ka, kinukulit ka, naubos ang oras mo ng dahil doon, muntikan ng nawasak ang buhay mo dahil sa pabor na iyon, tapos nang ibinigay mo kung ano ang hinihiling niya, bigla na lang niya babaliwalain? Ung tipong, ng makita niya e, ikinumpara pa sa iba ang gawa mo na para bang wala kang kaalam-alam sa pinagkakagawa mo sa umpisa pa lang? Ang masama pa nun, isinumbat pa sa iyo ang mga pagkakamali at ang laki ng pagkakaiba sa gawa ng isang propesiyonal sa gawa mo. [Aba, e dapat sa kanya ka na lang nagpagawa..] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nanahimik ako. Tinitigan ko lang siya, tapos nakita ko ang isa sa mga kakilala ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa kakilala: [Ate, humihingi rin po kayo ng pabor diba? Alam kong ung sa kabila ang tinanggap ko, pero tignan niyo muna itong gawa ko, baka magustuhan niyo]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At ayan,&amp;nbsp;pinili ng committee ang gawa ko na ipinasa ko sa kabilang grupo kaysa sa una na ang pinasa ay hindi ko alam kung saan galing. [tsk tsk tsk]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sana magawa ko na ang siteskin.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: Exorcism of Emily Rose (3rd time)&lt;br/&gt;Currently Listening: walang speaker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116156704550335014?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116156704550335014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116156704550335014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116156704550335014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116156704550335014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/books.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116141422573693075</id><published>2006-10-21T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:03:45.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YELLOW CAB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nasira ko ang isang bagay na naging isa sa mga pinakamahalagang gamit na niregalo sa akin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit pero, mas natuwa pa ako ng masira ito kaysa sa mga panahong lubusan ko itong ginagamit. Naramdaman ko ang halaga ng nito, at dahil sa pagkasira niya ay na-realize kong ganun pala ito kaimportante at ang halagang ibinigay nito sa akin. Nalaman kong, mas pinahalagahan ko ito ng sobra kaya ito nasira. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patawad ng masawak ko siya. Ang unang drumsticks na aking natanggap, ngayo'y nasa shoebox ko na siya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa, maraming salamat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jon Pe! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday! Maraming salamat sa yellow cab! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;at Elaine, (yihee..) nakapuntos kay fred! haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SURVIVAL TOUR NA NGAYON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sugatan ang aking kamay. Animo'y parang nagpakamatay ako.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: Inverted excerpt ng Excorcism of Emily Rose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116141422573693075?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116141422573693075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116141422573693075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116141422573693075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116141422573693075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/yellow-cabnasira-ko-ang-isang-bagay-na.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116109692755777290</id><published>2006-10-17T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:55:27.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TUTORIAL FIRMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;/* Nagbabalak na gumawa ng org dedicated for working students! Isang dedicated org para sa mga estudyanteng gustong kumita ng perang pangbaon, panggastos o panglakwatsa. */&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isang tutorial services ang handog namin sa inyo kasama ang aking partner na si Denise Francisco. Ang sakop ng aming pagtuturo ay mula Math, Science, English, Computer at kahit anong aspeto pa ng aralin na mula high school hanggang pababa lamang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kami rin ay mayroong espesiyal na serbisyo tulad ng pagttype, paggawa ng presentasyon sa powerpoint, research paper, proof reading, advertisements, modules, reviewers, digital services, computer repair, computer upgrade, programming, networking, computer assembly at consultant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nais lamang naming ipaalam na ang aming serbisyo ay galing lamang sa amin o sa kapwa naming mga working students. At dahil sa kami pa rin ay nag-aaral, limitado lamang ang sakop sa tutoring service at ito ay first come first serve basis o&amp;nbsp;kaya nama'y depende sa kung sino ang libre sa aming dalawa ng aking kapartner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lahat ng bayad ay siguradong mas mababa sa iba. Money back guarantee ang ruling namin dito at minsan ay nasa sa amin na kung hindi na kayo pagbayarin pa o hindi na per hour ang bayaran sa tutoring; maaring for the whole day na. All service charges are negotiable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ako ay nag-aanunsyo ng aming serbisyo. Mukha nga lang hindi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;/* Maganda ang naging panimula ng aming tandem. Kumita kami ng halos isang libo sa isang linggo. Kaunting sipag lang naman ito at kaunting tiyaga. At muli'y hindi na ako maglalakad mula sa sm bicutan hanggang sa&amp;nbsp;tawi-tawi &amp;nbsp;naming bahay.*/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116109692755777290?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116109692755777290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116109692755777290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116109692755777290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116109692755777290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/tutorial-firms-nagbabalak-na-gumawa-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116100724378526866</id><published>2006-10-16T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:00:43.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;40.2 oC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;//&amp;nbsp;isang substring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;isang time crisis 4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;isang drummania version 4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;isang dance rage nonstop. at &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;isang guitar freak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ako ay may lagnat. Walang boses. Pilay. May ubo't sipon. Parang nalantang gulay daw ako sabi ni ate Kuan. (Hi. Ate Kuan [=)] )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Kung ikukumpara mo kami sa pagiging isang anghel at demonyo, ang masasabi ko lang na anghel siya noon, demonyo naman ako..&amp;quot; -Blythe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hanapan niyo naman ako ng trabaho! Parang awa niyo na. Part - time. Baka hindi na ako makauwi nito kapag naubusan ako ng pera! Wa. ( Jen, salamat sa pautang. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: case study&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116100724378526866?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116100724378526866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116100724378526866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116100724378526866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116100724378526866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/40.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116065477021697462</id><published>2006-10-12T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:06:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CASE STUDY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pati ba naman ang case study?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116065477021697462?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116065477021697462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116065477021697462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116065477021697462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116065477021697462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/case-studypati-ba-naman-ang-case-study.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116040040835017572</id><published>2006-10-09T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:26:48.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;REGALO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naisip ko bigla.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isang wishlist para sa darating na pasko. (naks. excited!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isang printed&amp;nbsp;BLACK shirt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ORANGE&amp;nbsp;ang kulay ng print.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ito ang nakalagay,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUZIENESS&amp;nbsp; /suzi*nes/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-adjective&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;in state of having lots of stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;in state of feeling strong but is incapacitated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wish kong magkaron ng shirt na ito since nag-graduate ako ng high school.. or should i say, before pa ako gumaradweyt ng high school.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116040040835017572?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116040040835017572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116040040835017572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116040040835017572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116040040835017572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/regalonaisip-ko-bigla.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116022358338546293</id><published>2006-10-07T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T20:19:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SHADOW.(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ang hirap ng shadow play. Haha. Akala ko masisimulan ko na ung puppets, gagawin ko lang din pala siya dito sa bahay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shadows. Kailan ko kaya makukuha ang libro ng aking buhay mula sa bookshelf ng Parsci? Maraming laman iyon. Maraming bagay na hindi dapat binabasa lang ng kung sino-sino. May lason iyon na kapag binasa mo ay bigla ka na lang lagnatin o himatayin ng dahil sa mga nilalaman nito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kailan ako babalik ng Parsci para kunin ang libro ko?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116022358338546293?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116022358338546293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116022358338546293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116022358338546293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116022358338546293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/shadow.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-116001014425506040</id><published>2006-10-05T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T09:02:24.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MATAGAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;/*oo, matagal..*/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Tiboli&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-116001014425506040?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/116001014425506040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=116001014425506040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116001014425506040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/116001014425506040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/matagal.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115983927946126226</id><published>2006-10-03T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:34:39.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kung may isang dahilan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;/* Kung wala pang nagvvolunteer na gawan ka na ng iyong talambuhay, ako ng gagawa. */&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kung may isang&amp;nbsp;dahilan na kaya ako pumasok sa ganitong sitwasyon, ay dahil hindi sa gusto kong ilabas kung anong meron ako kung hindi ang makitang muli ang kung anong meron ka at sa pagkakaalala ko, ni hindi ko man lang maisip na maging isang ganap na tao kung hindi dahil sa iyo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tatayo ako..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at sasabihing hindi mo pa ako lubusang kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sa bawat paghusgang gagawin mo, sa bawat pagbibirong sinasabi mo, hindi mo ito mamamalayang masama&amp;nbsp;kung walang tutugon sa iyo ng masamang reaksiyon. Akala mo ayos na ang lahat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Uupo naman ako ngayon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at tititigan kita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115983927946126226?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115983927946126226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115983927946126226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115983927946126226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115983927946126226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/kung-may-isang-dahilan-kung-wala-pang.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115966573013520056</id><published>2006-10-01T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T09:22:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MILENYO AT NENENG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ito na ang pinakadisastrous na bagyo o ipo-ipo ang natunghayan ko. Ang puno sa tapat ng aming bahay, na kasabay kong lumaki't tumanda, ay hindi na pinatawad ni Milenyo. At hindi lang isa o dalawang araw ang tinamasa ng buong subdivision namin sa pagkawala ng kuryente kung hindi tumagal ito ng apat na araw. Sinabayan din ito ng pagkawalan ng tubig. Siyempre hindi rin mawawala ang mga adventures ko dito sa bahay. Dahil nastranded silang lahat sa las pinas na dulot ng bagyo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mag-isa kong inakyat ang aming bubungan sa gitna ng matinding ulan dahil sa mga nagliliparang mga yero. Tumawag sa akin ang mga kapitbahay dahil sa mga nagliliparang yero sa bubungan namin. Mas malaki raw ang babayaran namin kung ito ay makadisgrasya ng kung ano man at kung sino man. Iyon na nga, kahit ako ay muntikan ng lumipad dahil sa sobrang lakas ng hangin, nagawa ko pa rin naman ang itali lahat ng yero sa bubungan namin. Tinawid ko rin ang ilang bubungan ng mga bahay para makuha ang mabigat na nagliparang yero. Ang epekto, marami akong sugat at pasa, at may sakit ako ngayon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Muntikan ko na ring makalimutan na puro tulo na ang aming bahay dahil nawala na sa tamang kalalagyan ng mga yero. Isa itong malaking disaster. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lumabas ako ng bahay ng tumigil na ang ulan. Ni hindi ko man lang magbuksan ang gate dahil sa dami ng punong nakaharang. Nagbike ako hanggang sa tindahan para bumili ng tinapay at kandila. Pero kahit ang pagbabaktas, ay hindi rin makakadaan. Nagmistulang parang giyera ang buong lugar at animo'y may nagrally ng mahigit 100 taon ang itinagal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At may susunod pa rito. Abangan si bagyong Neneng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115966573013520056?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115966573013520056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115966573013520056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115966573013520056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115966573013520056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/10/milenyo-at-neneng.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115936419251376600</id><published>2006-09-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:36:32.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CATSUP/KETCHUP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nakakalokong isipin, sa tuwing magbubukas ako ng bagong window ng net, pupunta ako sa google at magttype ng kahit anong pwede kong makita. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At napagtanto kong almost 5 times a week ay ang mga related sa sites ng paghahanap ng trabaho ang aking tinitignan. Sa bawat bakanteng position na makikita ko, ang aking hinahanap ay kung part time ba ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mag-isip ka na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;/* sa bawat taong hindi ko naiisip, nakikita ko. */&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheshe: Eh 'di ba kapag ganun, mas nalalaman mo kung gaano mo talagang namimiss ang isang tao?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suzie: Talaga? Eh kaya mo nga iniisip ang isang tao dahil namimiss mo sila eh. Ano naman ang psychological explanation dun?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheshe: Kapag nakita mo na ang isang taong hindi mo iniisip pero parang bihira mo na lang makita, malalaman mo kung ano ang ibig kong sabihin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;/* At nakita nga kita, hindi kita iniisip, hindi kita inaalala, hindi lahat. Pero ang impact ng pagkakita ko sa iyo, doon ko narealize na tama nga si Sheshe.. Namiss kita ng sobra. */&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: POCOYO&lt;br/&gt;Currently Listening: Burn in my light&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115936419251376600?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115936419251376600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115936419251376600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115936419251376600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115936419251376600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/catsupketchupnakakalokong-isipin-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115935810640485432</id><published>2006-09-27T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:55:06.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;APPRENTICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sa dami kong ginagawa, as usual nagcram ako sa paggawa ng poster ng htg. Buti na lang nakita ko 'yung sinend na picture sa laptop ni denise dahil kung hindi, baka hindi ko ito maddownload sa bahay dahil dial-up lang kami.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the spot na rin ang paggawa at&amp;nbsp;pagkatapos ng isang case study at project proposal eh saka lang pumasok sa utak ko na magdrawing. Andami kong disenyo, andami kong pwedeng pagpilian para sa poster, andaming pwede na angkop sa lahat ng mga pics. Magaganda kasi ung kuha sa mga iyon, kaya ung mga disenyo ko eh&amp;nbsp;pwede para sa maramihan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero nang magsimula na ako't binuksan ko ang photoshop, humanap muna ako ng isang dummy poster sa net; para lang malaman ko ung mga detalye na dapat ilagay. Tinitigan ko ung pc ko. Hanggang sa makagawa ako ng design na wala sa lahat ng ginawa kong drawing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natapos ko rin naman siya. Nagpanic pa nga ako dahil parang wala akong cd na pagbburn-an nito. Naghanap ako. At meron akong nakitang cd, ito ay isang regalo mula sa isang kris kringle noong high school. Nakasulat pa rito ang, &amp;quot;SUZIE&amp;quot; na naka red pentel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagkatapos ng klase ko, nagpunta ako ng ofis. Wala doon si ate ike o si kuya martin, kaya pinabilin ko ito kay kuya gerol dahil magtatagal daw siya doon at pwede niyang ibigay. Pinabilin ko rin kay dal na sabihin na,&amp;nbsp;na kay kuya gerol ang cd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kinabukasan, nakita ko si ate ike. Tinanong ko kung natanggap niya ung cd.&amp;nbsp;Usb lang daw ni carlo ang&amp;nbsp;natanggap niya.&amp;nbsp;Ibinigay ko tuloy ung usb ko. Sa antok ko siguro, nakalimutan kong isave ung gawa ko sa pc ko mismo. (Sa usb lang pala talaga siya nagssave)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feeling ko tuloy, hindi ako sumusunod sa deadline.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakita ko si sir raffy at ate pam nung araw na iyon. Nagkamustahan at kung anu-ano pa. Nagtanong ako kay ate pam kung ako pa rin ba ung asst prod manager ng tuko, kasi kinuwento ko sa kanya na si martin na ung gumawa ng set at kung anu-ano pa. Hindi alam ni ate pam kung anong sasabihin sa akin. Sabi lang niya, tulungan ko na lang siya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At kanina nung pauwi na ako, Nagtext si martin na may meeting daw ang production staff sa ofis. Nagulat ako. Kasi saka ko lang nalaman ng nasa biyahe na ako. Saka hanggang 730 lang siya kaya hindi naman ako papagalitan ng ganun. kung pwede lang bumaba, ginawa ko na. Kaso baka ma-pulis pa ako kapag bumaba ako sa skyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feeling ko tuloy, para akong batang nakakulong na walang magawa. Hindi man lang ako makaatend ng mga meeting/practices. Hindi ko man lang magampanan ung tungkuling binigay sa akin as an asst prod manager. Hindi man lang ako makagawa ng matino. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parang wala tuloy akong silbi. Parang gusto ko ng akuin lahat ng trabaho na sa bahay lang ginagawa. Parang nung high school ako, na naisipa ako sa isang tabi nung&amp;nbsp;bagong salta pa lang ako; Parang nung high school na hindi ko pa alam ang mga ginagawa ko at parang nung high school na hindi na&amp;nbsp;sanay mabuhay ng walang&amp;nbsp;ginagawa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parang ngayon. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115935810640485432?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115935810640485432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115935810640485432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115935810640485432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115935810640485432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/apprentice_27.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115935809712874606</id><published>2006-09-27T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:54:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;APPRENTICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sa dami kong ginagawa, as usual nagcram ako sa paggawa ng poster ng htg. Buti na lang nakita ko 'yung sinend na picture sa laptop ni denise dahil kung hindi, baka hindi ko ito maddownload sa bahay dahil dial-up lang kami.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the spot na rin ang paggawa at&amp;nbsp;pagkatapos ng isang case study at project proposal eh saka lang pumasok sa utak ko na magdrawing. Andami kong disenyo, andami kong pwedeng pagpilian para sa poster, andaming pwede na angkop sa lahat ng mga pics. Magaganda kasi ung kuha sa mga iyon, kaya ung mga disenyo ko eh&amp;nbsp;pwede para sa maramihan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero nang magsimula na ako't binuksan ko ang photoshop, humanap muna ako ng isang dummy poster sa net; para lang malaman ko ung mga detalye na dapat ilagay. Tinitigan ko ung pc ko. Hanggang sa makagawa ako ng design na wala sa lahat ng ginawa kong drawing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natapos ko rin naman siya. Nagpanic pa nga ako dahil parang wala akong cd na pagbburn-an nito. Naghanap ako. At meron akong nakitang cd, ito ay isang regalo mula sa isang kris kringle noong high school. Nakasulat pa rito ang, &amp;quot;SUZIE&amp;quot; na naka red pentel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagkatapos ng klase ko, nagpunta ako ng ofis. Wala doon si ate ike o si kuya martin, kaya pinabilin ko ito kay kuya gerol dahil magtatagal daw siya doon at pwede niyang ibigay. Pinabilin ko rin kay dal na sabihin na,&amp;nbsp;na kay kuya gerol ang cd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kinabukasan, nakita ko si ate ike. Tinanong ko kung natanggap niya ung cd.&amp;nbsp;Usb lang daw ni carlo ang&amp;nbsp;natanggap niya.&amp;nbsp;Ibinigay ko tuloy ung usb ko. Sa antok ko siguro, nakalimutan kong isave ung gawa ko sa pc ko mismo. (Sa usb lang pala talaga siya nagssave)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feeling ko tuloy, hindi ako sumusunod sa deadline.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakita ko si sir raffy at ate pam nung araw na iyon. Nagkamustahan at kung anu-ano pa. Nagtanong ako kay ate pam kung ako pa rin ba ung asst prod manager ng tuko, kasi kinuwento ko sa kanya na si martin na ung gumawa ng set at kung anu-ano pa. Hindi alam ni ate pam kung anong sasabihin sa akin. Sabi lang niya, tulungan ko na lang siya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At kanina nung pauwi na ako, Nagtext si martin na may meeting daw ang production staff sa ofis. Nagulat ako. Kasi saka ko lang nalaman ng nasa biyahe na ako. Saka hanggang 730 lang siya kaya hindi naman ako papagalitan ng ganun. kung pwede lang bumaba, ginawa ko na. Kaso baka ma-pulis pa ako kapag bumaba ako sa skyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feeling ko tuloy, para akong batang nakakulong na walang magawa. Hindi man lang ako makaatend ng mga meeting/practices. Hindi ko man lang magampanan ung tungkuling binigay sa akin as an asst prod manager. Hindi man lang ako makagawa ng matino. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parang wala tuloy akong silbi. Parang gusto ko ng akuin lahat ng trabaho na sa bahay lang ginagawa. Parang nung high school ako, na naisipa ako sa isang tabi nung&amp;nbsp;bagong salta pa lang ako; Parang nung high school na hindi ko pa alam ang mga ginagawa ko at parang nung high school na hindi na&amp;nbsp;sanay mabuhay ng walang&amp;nbsp;ginagawa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parang ngayon. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115935809712874606?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115935809712874606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115935809712874606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115935809712874606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115935809712874606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/apprentice.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115918585600643844</id><published>2006-09-25T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:04:19.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AMPersand: &amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;AMPersand: &amp;amp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ito ang naging dahilan kung bakit kami ni Ramelle kamuntikan ng ma-zero sa lab activity sa computer programming. 2 hours (10-12) ang isang activity pero inabot kami ng 11:59 para tawagin si sir at i-check ang aming gawa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ang istorya: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:00 - Nay! bakit 0.0 ung lumalabas! dapat 8.0! WA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:10 - Teka, parang may mali tayo. Check natin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:30 - Wa. Ba't ayaw parin? Hindi, &amp;nbsp;i-check lang natin ng maigi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:50 - Teka, first time kong babagsak.. may balak pa ba tayong mag-TREDONE o gagawin natin ito hanggang matapos natin?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:57 - &amp;quot;Class, 3 minutes left..&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; i-trace natin ung program!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:58 - 100% akong walang mali sa functions natin. Pero bakit ganun? (pinatignan kay XT..)&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;AHHH!!!! dapat wala ng ampersand!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:58:30 - Eh wala naman siyang error ah! saka diba kailangan ng address?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:58:40 - Try natin..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:59&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;SIRR!!!! WAG MUNA KAYO UMALIS!!!! TAPOS NA KAMI!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ang istorya sa likod ng AMPersand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bow*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115918585600643844?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115918585600643844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115918585600643844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115918585600643844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115918585600643844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/ampersand-ang-istorya-sa-likod-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115910431966394066</id><published>2006-09-24T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:25:19.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PAG-ALIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;layas na kaya ako?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size="1" /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;dahil&amp;nbsp;maliban&amp;nbsp;sa sakit ko, &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;baka ikamatay ko na ito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;kaysa sa antayin ko pa &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;ang taning ko.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size="1" /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size="1" /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115910431966394066?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115910431966394066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115910431966394066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115910431966394066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115910431966394066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/pag-alis.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115910274104529175</id><published>2006-09-24T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:59:03.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;._WALA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde" size="5"&gt;LIBRONGSUZIE.COM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least, ito ay akin lang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paano maging ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paano ang naging buhay ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa libro lang naisusulat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115910274104529175?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115910274104529175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115910274104529175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115910274104529175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115910274104529175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115901005834625869</id><published>2006-09-23T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T19:14:18.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SCHEDULE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay gumagawa. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay nag-iisip. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay naglalakbay. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay tumitingin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay nagbabasa. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay nagsasanay. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay napapagod din. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay nagtitiyaga. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay nagtitiis. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at balang araw.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay makakapaglalaro. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115901005834625869?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115901005834625869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115901005834625869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115901005834625869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115901005834625869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115883760930407811</id><published>2006-09-21T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:20:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BACK to basics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;OLD STYLE muna ang aking blog. Hindi ko muna icchange ang lay-out nito. Hindi ko naman sinama ung hit counter so fair rin un sa part ko. Anyway, kayo ko ito binalik kasi may gagawin ako. Ano iyon? Malalaman mo na lang kapag may nakita kang kakaiba sa site na ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ayaw ko ang sked ko ngayon; pang-hapon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nagbabalik na ang husay at kagalingan sa mga paggawa ng mga bongang reporting/visual aids/reflection papers at ang walang kasawa-sawang &amp;quot;the art of portfolio making.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Masarap bumalik sa high school..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ayan lang naman. Sa susunod na update!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Pahabol, ngayon ko pa lang mababasa ang Da Vinci Code at isa pa siyang ebook na naka pdf. Kung hindi ko ito binili sa ebay.ph ng 10 pesos worth of pasaload, eh baka hindi ko pa ito mabasa.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: Da Vinci Code (ebook)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115883760930407811?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115883760930407811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115883760930407811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115883760930407811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115883760930407811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-to-basicsold-style-muna-ang-aking.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115840790066489067</id><published>2006-09-16T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:58:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My World Known As Disgaea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a world called &amp;quot;Veldime.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While humans stand at the top of the food chain,&lt;br /&gt;A blend of nature and civilization still deeply colored of natural beauty-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, even an utopia like this could do nothing&lt;br /&gt;against an evil curse that would turn them into ruins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Overlord Zenon's curse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This disaster fell upon them without a warning,&lt;br /&gt;The people of Veldime were transformed into demons,&lt;br /&gt;As time passed, their memories of being human were slowly taken away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Veldime had been turned into a netherworld&lt;br /&gt;where the demon's groans bellowed through the lands...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since then, 15 years have passed-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A ritual to summon Overlord Zenon,&lt;br /&gt;is about to take place in the town of Haruruto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A young demon hunter who swore to defeat the Overlord,&lt;br /&gt;The mistakenly summoner daughter of the Overlord,&lt;br /&gt;An assasin from another netherworld after Overlord Zenon's life,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Intertwining traps and tactics.&lt;br /&gt;Demons snarl their ferocious fangs.&lt;br /&gt;Now, with each thought and task at heart, the story will begin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;my story had just begun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115840790066489067?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115840790066489067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115840790066489067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115840790066489067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115840790066489067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-world-known-as-disgaeathere-is.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115797359849312981</id><published>2006-09-11T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:19:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2ND TERM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;quot;She was too whimsical with regard to his work.&amp;quot; It was bypassed. Or&amp;nbsp;merely 14 people in a searing&amp;nbsp;room would have just thought it was a nice compliment to start of. &amp;quot;He is an extraordinaire when it comes to academics.&amp;quot; And yet, 14 people staggered for the moment to pretend that they were listening at all. &amp;quot;All of you are dumb and all of you deserve a second chance.&amp;quot; Each and every 15 students put out a smile and awoke with a trickled brain for a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;My eyes won&amp;rsquo;t even believe that this was the outcome. Many have hoped and consider gaining a 1.0 pass for this course which is unlike us who have barely survived the tower&amp;rsquo;s tremendous menace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I feel bad for jester. She was the only one who continued to exist by arising from her delicate state but then she was secluded. I met her once in our CCS frosh party but we didn&amp;rsquo;t have the guts to take down each other &amp;ndash;maybe because we were all shy back then. And now, I get to meet her twice. In my state, I wanted to feel that I belong (in a room full of unparallel and unidentified students) or maybe I just wanted to let out the eerie feeling that has been bothering me for about 30 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;He wanted to make a conversation with me about the fact that we were only the students who made it out in the safe zone. Even he can&amp;rsquo;t believe it. Even I was shocked because I knew it was awkward for him to feel that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;I saw her silent then I decided to shift my phase and sit next to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;First day&amp;rsquo;s nice. And for the fact that I really don&amp;rsquo;t like my schedule, I told myself that either way I am going to like it. As the day&amp;rsquo;s over, I gained something from Gemma today. She gave me a pat on the back and even told me to join the women&amp;rsquo;s basketball team. And on the second thought, it gives me more second thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;And I made a friend. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: Dreamweavers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115797359849312981?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115797359849312981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115797359849312981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115797359849312981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115797359849312981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/2nd-term-and-i-made-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115780356804183924</id><published>2006-09-09T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:06:08.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VERSION7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teka.. nag-aayos pa ng site.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May kulang? Alam kong meron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maaring magtanong dito.. i-click ang comment.&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115780356804183924?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115780356804183924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115780356804183924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115780356804183924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115780356804183924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/version7teka.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115711429638181338</id><published>2006-09-01T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:38:16.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TEAMBUILDING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde" color="#3300ff" size="6"&gt;60%.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;yan ang possiblity na makasama ako sa teambuilding.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;konting dasal pa &lt;a href="http://pixtudio.blogspot.com"&gt;suzie&lt;/a&gt;.. konti pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115711429638181338?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115711429638181338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115711429638181338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115711429638181338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115711429638181338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/09/teambuilding60.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115702928729586596</id><published>2006-08-31T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:01:27.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GAWA.at iba pa + REQUESTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A long dream;&amp;nbsp;a sad farewell; Hanging in the air in that world between. When caught in the stream of the days and nights-going past, gaze anew at your steps. For there, all confusion will end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;VISIT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3300ff" size="6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~pixtudio2"&gt;PIXTUDIO2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="arial black,avant garde"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;FOR YOUR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REQUESTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;THAT'S FOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[designs and the like/video editing and like/avatars and the like/manipulations and the like]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115702928729586596?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115702928729586596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115702928729586596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115702928729586596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115702928729586596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/gawa.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115624733016650572</id><published>2006-08-22T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T19:48:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PSHSnews: PAGBISITA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was like an OMG. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sa paglayas ng batch namin sa eskwelahang Pque Science High School, andaming nangyari at andaming nagbago. Nagsimula ang pagbabagong natuklasan naming mga alumni (the term..) na ipinalalabas&amp;nbsp;sa telebisyon ang pagffeature sa nasabing paaralan. 2 beses itong lumabas sa ABS-CBN at isang beses naman sa GMA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ito na ang balita.. Ang mga kaganapang magpapatunay na malas talaga ang batch namin (ayon sa 50% katao na nagbigay ng opinyon). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bumisita ako sa skul dahil maaga ang uwian namin ngayon (FINALS). At siguro sa kadahilanang ayoko pang umuwi at sa pag-iisip na kukunin ko na lang ang libro kong naiwan at makita ang mga taong iniisip ko kung ano na ang naging mga hitsura. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Para hindi siguro magmukhang mahaba ang entry na ito, ibbullet form ko na lang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All white ang pintura ng building ng ParSci. Bagong pintura; Literal na all white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Naka BLUE tiles na ang ground floor lobby at ang ilang mga silid-aralan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nagkaroon ng isang malaking misteryo sa bagong ayos ng faculty room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hindi na library ang tinatawag nating library noon, kung hindi, ito ay opisina na ng principal at mga department heads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OO, may bago ng principal ang PARSCI at may Department Heads na ito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nagkaroon ng bagong principal ang Parsci dahil sa panukala ng BAGONG Principal ng PNHS main - Nagkaroon ng FORCED RESIGNATION si Bb. Aseron dahil sa PETITION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May patches na ang mga polo ng mga lalaki at may patches din ang blouse ng mga babae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ang dating room ng 3B (sa panahon ng 13th Batch), ay isa ng malawakang library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nagkaroon ng extended computer networks - nagkaroon ng maraming dagdag na mga computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;85 na ang minimum grade para tumagal sa ParSci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wala na si Ms. Physics. Back to the zone na si Mam de Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Individual na ang mga research projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Conio at mayayabang at masama ang ugali DAW ng mga first years ngayon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MABUHAY TAYO. 13TH BATCH (un lang.. =) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ito lang muna ang mga nabalitaan ko. Baka may sequel pa ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115624733016650572?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115624733016650572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115624733016650572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115624733016650572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115624733016650572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/pshsnews-pagbisita-ito-lang-muna-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115599441500792633</id><published>2006-08-19T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:33:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OSPI.at.PERA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi ko inaakalang, galing din si ate Ike sa ospital (o hindi?). Tingnan mo nga naman ang mga pagkakataon. Akala ko, ok na si ate Ike.. (Ate, ok na po ba kayo? =)) kasi nakapag-ym na siya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napalayas na naman ako. Pang-ilan na kaya? At usual, kung hindi pa tatawagan ng nanay ko ang tita ko, malamang palaboy pa rin ako kung saan. Kapag ganito 'yung sitwasyon, casual lang.. kunwari may pupuntahan ako; isang excuse para sa mga kapitbahay kapag nagtanong sila. HTG-galing umarte. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As usual ang mga dahilan kung bakit ako napapalayas. Mga tipong ganito ganyan. Memorize ko na nga eh. Minsan, bago pa matapos ang linya, papunta na ko sa pintuan para less pain. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As usual, nagiinternet ako dito sa computer shop ng tita ko. nagsasayang ng konting oras at naghihintay sa usual na tawag ni mama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;quot;Uwi ka na, bago pa lumala. Malilintikan ka raw.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sino gustong umuwi ng dahil dun? Na alam mong, maoospital ka na naman o malilipasan ng gutom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At usual, uuwi ako. May 5% freedom pa naman ako sa pag-aaral ko. Free will ko naman ang mga extra activities. Gaya ng umuwi ng late (late=less pain; early=more pain). Magovernight (means, 1day=1pain; 2days=1pain). At kung anu-anong pwede kong gawin para hindi mapag-initan sa bahay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At kung ikakaresolba para sa lahat ang katanungan kung bakit ako laging malungkot, expressionless, hindi laging makareact ng tama, at mukhang nakakaawa, siguro naman alam niyo na ang sagot. Solve ba?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 300 per hour ang tutorial sa ALGTRG! Kinagat ng dalawa kong blockm8 ang tutorial na ito. At ng malaman ko, kinompyut ko agad, sa half day na&amp;nbsp;araw2 na tutorial, kikita ka ng PHP. 130,000+ a month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nagtugma ang iniisip namin ng isa ko pang kasamang nakapasa sa ALGTRG. Dahil sa siya ay scholar at laging naghahanap ng pera, at ako naman na tumatayo sa sarili kong mga paa, nag-advertise na kami. PHP 50.00&amp;nbsp;OR Libreng Lunch per day! Kami magtuturo. =) NEGOTIABLE pa! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naisip ko rin naman kasi, sa 300 per hour, eh baka isang problem pa lang, hindi pa kayo matapos. At ang security.. My gad. Sa Jolibee lang kayo magkikita at magkakakilanlan at magtuturuan. Safe ba 'yun? At isa pa, kung ako ba naman ung tutor na naniningil ng 300 per hour, gagawa at gagawa ako ng paraan para patagalin ang oras. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At ang resulta,&amp;nbsp; Lipat ung dalawa sa amin, isa sa akin. Isa sa kanya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagkatapos kong maging bampira (dahil ginamot ako sa ospital.. &amp;quot;aray ang bulsa ko.&amp;quot; ) Tutor naman ako ngayon.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: BASICON/COMPRO/ALGTRG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115599441500792633?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115599441500792633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115599441500792633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115599441500792633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115599441500792633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/ospi.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115565140409697818</id><published>2006-08-15T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:16:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;bampiraPART2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wala pa ring naiimbentong lunas sa pagiging isang bampira. Mararanasan mong hindi pumasok ng may araw at mapipilitan kang lumbas sa gabi. Hawakan mo ako, hihimatayin ako. Kausapin mo ako, mangangagat ako. Buti pa, dumistansya ka muna ng konti. Konti lang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Update na ako ng update. Halos araw-araw, gabi-gabi, may makikita kang post. Kailangan kong maka-DL. Para hindi na naman ako sumbatan ng dahil sa HTG. Ito raw kasi ang dahilan kung bakit nasisira ang pag-aaral ko, pagkawalan ng oras, at pagtatakas. Masama ba? Patutunayan ko ngayon 'yan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kailangan kong maka 90+ sa ALGTRIG para maka 3. Ang totoo, 7 lang kaming pumasa sa subject niya. Miyembro ba naman ng LOTR ang prof namin. 'Yan lang ang problema ko sa subjects ko. Kung ano pa 'yung favorite kong subject eh, doon ako nahihirapan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Manlilibre ako kapag nakaDL ako! Promize.. kung sino man ang makabasa nito, (kunwari ikaw..) at inalam mo mismo para sa sarili mo kung nakaDL ako o hindi, ililibre kita kapag nalaman mong nakaDL ako. Ayos ba? Malaking selebrasyon ang magkaroon ka ng&amp;nbsp;panlaban&amp;nbsp;sa mga nang-aapi sa iyo.&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Gusto ko na ulit ng Sundae.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115565140409697818?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115565140409697818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115565140409697818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115565140409697818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115565140409697818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/bampirapart2.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115555400006107022</id><published>2006-08-14T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:13:20.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MGA GAWA.at iba pa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A long dream;&amp;nbsp;a sad farewell; Hanging in the air in that world between. When caught in the stream of the days and nights-going past, gaze anew at your steps. For there, all confusion will end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115555400006107022?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115555400006107022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115555400006107022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115555400006107022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115555400006107022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/mga-gawa.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115529709362779108</id><published>2006-08-11T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:51:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAE/bampira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Friday ngayon at isa lang ang klase ko. Natapos na rin ang playfest ng HTG. Masaya pero hindi ako nakapunta ng Jeng-jeng. Sino may kasalanan? Pumayag naman si mama ah.. tapos ang dahilan mo, hindi ka pa nakakakain ng hapunan.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ha?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naghintay ako sa office ng mga 12:30. So, si Wowow lang at si Marc ang tao. Umalis na rin si Marc ng mga 2pm. Nagsabi si Wowow sa akin na gusto niya maglaro ng PS2.. Eh ako naman, naisip ko na parang 10,000 years na akong hindi nakakapaglaro at sana makapangwala ng kaba sa eksenang nangyari kagabi sa bahay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hmm.. Tinatanong pa ba 'yun? Edi siyempre, sa&amp;nbsp;garahe na naman ako ng bahay natulog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bago kami umalis, nagsulat muna ako sa logbook. Ang haba.. mga 5 pages ata un. Nagpasalamat na kasi ako ng maaga pa lang para in case, (alam mo na) nakapagpasalamat na ako. At gaya nga ng sinabi ko doon, magtatagal pa ako. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nagpunta na kami ni Wowow sa UM. Naglaro ng isang oras. Pero nag-extend pa si Wowow. Metal Gear 'yung nilaro ko. Tomb Raider naman sa kanya. Haha. Nakakatuwa, nung paghawak ko ng controller, parang hindi na ulit ako marunong maglaro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bumalik na ulit ako sa office pagkatapos. Itinuloy ko ang pagsusulat. Innersoul lang ang nandoon nang dumating sina Geli at Stine. Pagka-5pm, umalis na ako. (Tama, hindi ako nakaatend ng CAO awards na ginaganap na ngayon) Pumasok na ako ng Waldo Perfecto para sa Triumvirate. Nakita ko si ate Alon at siya pala ang kukuha ng prize ni kuya Josh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Inusisa na rin ako ni ate kung anong ang eksenang nangyari kagabi. Hindi naman ako makapagtago. Ever since na napost ko na ito sa blog ko. At ayun, nalaman na rin niya. Naiiyak na si ate Alon. Oh no. Dumating si kuya Josh na inakala kong to the rescue pero &amp;quot;Suzie! Anong nangyari sa iyo. Galit ba? Sorry talaga!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Haay. Ang buhay nga naman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nanalo si kuya Josh sa category na 10 minute play DRAMA. =) At ng pauwi ako ay tinetext na ako ni ate Alon ng mga words of comfort. Haay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bumili ako ng sundae sa Mcdo at sumakay sa shuttle sa may KFC. Nasa skyway na kami ng makita ko ang ice cream ay kulay pula na. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sa araw-araw kong pagbili nito, ngayon lang ito nangyari sa buong buhay ko. Naging red ang sundae ko ng maghalo ang chocolate at ang ice cream mismo. Feeling ko tuloy, naglalaway ako ng dugo. Feeling ko tuloy, bigla akong mahihilo dahil dumudugo na pala ang bibig/bunganga ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Paghawak ko sa labi ko, may kulay pula. Nang ipahid ko ang puti kong panyo, tumagos sa kabila ang pulang mantsa. Sumigaw ang katabi kong babae. &amp;quot;Miss, ung ipin at labi niyo dumudugo!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ako na ang naging bagong bampira nung panahong iyon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: spotlight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115529709362779108?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115529709362779108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115529709362779108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115529709362779108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115529709362779108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/sundaebampira-ako-na-ang-naging-bagong.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115484075360672920</id><published>2006-08-06T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:05:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FORUMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakikipag-away ako ngayon sa GID forums. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit nandoon ako sa forum na iyon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masaya ang linggo. Walang tao sa bahay (ako lang); Walang maninigaw; Walang nagmumura; at Walang umiiyak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hirap na hirap na ako sa Machine Project na 'yan. Ang artikulong Transformative learning kaya kami nahihirapan ngayon. Hindi naman ganyan ang MP dati ah! 'Yung MP ng higher level nga eh, ginawa lang naming seatwork. Saan ka pa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ibang klase, hindi ko malaman&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;kung bakit&amp;nbsp;ito ang nararamdaman.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;sa tuwinang makikita ka,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;parang gusto kang yakapin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;sa tuwinang makikita ka,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;parang gustong sabihing &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;yakapin mo.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;sa bawat sandali ng&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;pagmasid,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;gusto ang atensyon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ay mabaling. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;at sa tuwing yayakap ka,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;iniwan mo ang isang saglit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;para sa akin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;Thank you&amp;quot; daw. Para sa isang simpleng bagay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Gusto ko ng Baboy - (radioactive sago)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115484075360672920?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115484075360672920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115484075360672920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115484075360672920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115484075360672920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/forums-daw.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115468582417431386</id><published>2006-08-04T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T18:03:44.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ZEAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kakatapos lang ng first show at marami ng nangyari. Isa na rito ang pagbulgar sa katotohanang iniiwan ko na lamang sa mga mambabasa. Unang beses kong umiyak&amp;nbsp;sa harlequin&amp;nbsp;noong unang run ng kuwentong butsero sa william shaw little theatre. Bakit? Nasisigawan lang naman ako at namumura ni kuya Josh sa telecom. Naalala ko pa noon, niyakap pa ako ni ate Ces para patahanin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagkatapos naman nito, nakaalis na naman ako ng la salle ng mga 10pm. &amp;quot;Patay na naman ako, sana abutin ko pa ang sikat ng araw bukas&amp;quot; sabi ko sa sarili ko. Wala na akong magawa, kung hindi maghanap ng taxi kahit na alam kong unti - unti ng nauubos ang pera ko. Umuulan pa noon, at wala pa akong payong. Nakita ko sina Jon Pe at Elaine. Sinulong nila ako sa kanilang payong at kinausap. Hindi ko sila masyadong makausap dahil nagpapanic na ang utak ko. At ayun, nakita ko si ate Danica sa isang kotse at naglakas loob na akong magtanong kung pwedeng sumabay. Hindi ko man lang inakalang, kotse iyon ni ate Eka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nahiya tuloy ako. Sa Cavite pa naman nakatira si Ate Eka at Cavite rin si Seth at kuya Gerol. Nagkamali nang daan si ate Eka at nagdesisyon na lang na unahin sila Seth at kuya Gerol. Wala ng GAS si ate Eka! WAAH. 'Pag dating namin sa villanueva, nagssori na si ate Eka sa akin. Sinabi niya 'yun dahil dapat daw talaga inuna niya akong ihatid. Nagexplain naman ako at iyon, hindi na rin napigilan ng bibig ko na magsabi ng mga bagay na dapat binabasa na lang nila. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nalaman din ni ate Eka ang lahat. Ang sitwasyon ko rito sa bahay at lalo na ang sakit kong dapat wala na. &amp;quot;Buti na lang, ikaw ang pinares kay Josh. Hindi siya masyadong magiging monster.&amp;quot; Natawa si ate Danica sa sinabi ni ate Eka. Natawa na rin ako. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagdating ko sa bahay, as usual, wala silang paniniwalaan sa lahat ng mga pinagsasabi ko. Hindi nga ako nasuntok o napalo, hindi naman nila ako pinakain ng hapunan at agahan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At sa mga sumunod na araw, nalaman na rin ni ate Ike. Nagtaka ako, sinabi niya sa akin na ngayon lang niya nalaman at bakit hindi daw siya ang unang nakaalam. Naisip ko kasing alam na niya ng mapadaan ako sa site niya at may bago ng entry. Naisip ko tuloy, nabasa na niya. At hindi lang niya siguro ako malapitan o makausap. Iyon ang naisip ko. Pero 'yun nga, saka na lang niya nalaman. Hinug rin niya ako ng sinabi niya sa akin 'yun. Naramdaman ko tuloy na parang gusto kong magbreak-down at umiyak. Kaunti na lang, kaso tinawag na kami ni kuya Josh. Ayun, back to reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naappreciate ko talaga kapag may naghhug sa akin or nagbibigay ng comfort. Feeling ko tuloy nagiging normal ang takbo ng buhay ko tulad ng ibang bata diyan. Feeling ko, wala akong problema. Feeling ko, hindi pa katapusan ng mundo at feeling ko, hindi pa ako nababalewala. at sa every time na nangyayari 'yun, tumatanaw ako ng malaking utang na loob. Nagpapasalamat na kahit ano ay ibibigay. Nagsasaya na para bang nagiging normal ako sa mata nila.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero, ang awa. Kahit na naawa na lang ang naiisip ng iba. Hindi ko na iyon pinapansin. Hindi ko na iyon ginugulo pa. Awang - awa na rin ako sa sarili ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Salamat Jeli sa tuwinang paggising sa akin kahapon. Kung wala ka, baka nagpassed - out na ako. Salamat Princess (kawil) sa paghawak mo sa aking kamay at napatigil mo ang pagbagsak ng mga mata ko. Salamat sa kape ng z2. Nagising din ako kahit paano. At Joan, salamat sa hug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natapos din ang first show. Pagdating ko sa bahay, buti na lang tulog na silang lahat. Nakakain ako ng hapunang pamalit sa buong araw kong walang pagkain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakatulog ako sa mesa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: C++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115468582417431386?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115468582417431386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115468582417431386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115468582417431386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115468582417431386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/08/zeal-nakatulog-ako-sa-mesa.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115435864415292270</id><published>2006-07-31T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:10:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LEAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sige, sinuway ko na ang huli kong entry at masyado na siyang dramatic. mag-pplug na lang ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DLSU HARLEQUIN THEATRE GUILD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;presents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;MALATE LITERARY FOLIO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;4 PLAYS FEATURING:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2 TEN-MINUTE PLAYS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;EYEBALL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;THE TEST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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Kapag natapos ang playfest, hindi ko na alam kung anong mangyayari. I mean, ang playfest lang naman ang pumipigil sa akin para gawin ko ang mga naiisip kong gawin. Hindi ko rin naman ito naisip ng masabi ko sa sarili ko na, &amp;quot;This was the first time I saw my mom cried.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ilalabas ko lahat. Walang pakundangan at walang kung anu - ano pa. As I grow older, I am beginning to hate my dad. Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyari sa kanya nang magsimula siyang maging presidente ng kanyang basketball club. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Katulong na ang trato niya sa amin dito. Ako, ang mga kapatid ko, ang aking Ina, lahat kami ay mistulang utusan at mga walang pinag-aralan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ako ang hari dito, kaya wala kayong pakielam sa lahat ng sasabihin ko. Ako ang masusunod dahil ako ang nagpapakain sa inyo! Kung ayaw mo, lumayas ka! Walang kang silbi. Leche ka.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Minsan, patakas pa ang pagpasok ko sa eskwelahan. Si Mama na lang ang nakakaintindi sa akin. Ang baon ko sa araw - araw, ako ang pumupuna pati na rin ang baon ng mga kapatid ko. Swertihan na lang kapag nagbigay si Papa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag dumating naman ang taga basketball club NIYA, para siyang anghel. Siya lahat gumagawa ng mga gawaing, inuutos niya sa amin. Isang mistulang pakitang tao na akala mo, ikamamatay niya kapag hindi siya nagmukhang mabait sa mga ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isang beses na nasira ang isang computer dito sa bahay, sinigawan niya ako at tinanong kung bakit nasira. Sa totoo lang hindi ko alam kasi hindi ko iyon ginagamit, mga kapatid ko ang gumagamit noon. Nang isinagot kong &amp;quot;Hindi ko po alam,&amp;quot; Sinigawan na naman niya ako at sinabihang &amp;quot;Leche ka, computer science ang course mo tapos hindi mo alam? Akala ko ba nag-aaral ka? Bakit hindi mo alam?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Minsan, susubukan niya ang katalinuhan ko. Magtatanong siya tungkol sa isang bagay tapos dapat mong sagutin. Sa lahat ng mga tanong na sinabi ko, alam kong tama ako. Pero sa lahat ng tanong na sinagot ko, lahat kinontra niya at sinabing mali ako. &amp;quot;Walang kwenta mga teacher na yan, ako nanggaling sa iba't ibang bansa para magtrabaho at alam ko lahat ng yan! Walang bagay na hindi ko alam!&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag sumagot ka pa, baka damputin na lang niya ang mga gamit mo at itapon sa labas ng bahay. Bilang ko rin ang lahat ng sinabi niya, at pang 56 na beses na niyang sinabi sa akin na lumayas na ako sa pamamahay na ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kahit ang kapatid ko, naka 34 na beses ng tumilapon sa kalsada ang mga gamit niya. Matino ang kapatid ko, disiplinado at takot sa kanya. Lagi niya kaming sinasabihang sinungaling sa tuwing magpapaalam kami sa kanyang umalis ng bahay. At laging niyang nirarason na, &amp;quot;hindi na nga kayo nakakatulong dito sa bahay, aalis pa kayo! kung gusto niyong umalis, diretsuhin niyo na, dalhin niyo na lahat ng gamit niyo.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag napagalitan ang isa, damay lahat. Lalo na si mama. Lagi niyang sinisigiwan dahil tanga raw siya.. Lagi niyang pinagtataasan ng boses dahil wala siyang pakinabang at lagi niya kaming minumura. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isang araw na sumagot ang kapatid ko sa kanya, &amp;quot;Kailan ka pa natutong magmura ha?! Yan ba ang tinuturo sa inyo ng mga teacher niyo?! Eh kung patigilin kaya kita sa pag-aaral?!&amp;quot; sumagot ang kapatid ko, &amp;quot;San pa ba? Edi Sa'yo! Masyado kang makasarili! Sarili mo lang ang iniisip mo!&amp;quot; Nagalit si papa ng husto, kumuha siya ng kahoy sa bakuran namin at pinaghahampas sa kanya. Nadamay kaming lahat kaya lahat kami may pasa. Duguan ang kapatid ko, habang ako naman, Makikita mo lahat ng pasa sa may binti ko at sa braso. 'yun ung oras na hindi kami nakapasok ng isang linggo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang lahat ng trabahong ginagawa ko, TAGO. Hindi alam ng tatay ko. Si Mama lang ang nakakaalam. Minsan, sa sobrang takot namin, hindi na namin ginagalaw lahat ng pinamili niya sa bahay. Hindi na namin ginagalaw ang laman ng ref, ang tv, ang lahat. Pwera na lamang itong computer na ako ang bumili at ang mga gamit na pinamili ni mama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ika nga ni ate Ike, napakalungkot kong bata. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ilang beses na kaming nag-usap ni Mama tungkol dito. Ang lagi ko na lang sinasabi, &amp;quot;Kapag hindi pa rin siya nagbago, at kung gusto mo ng hiwalayan, sasama ako sa iyo.&amp;quot; Hindi ko na kailangan ang lahat ng bagay na ibinibigay niya; lahat ng manggagaling sa kanya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kung natiis namin ang ganitong klase ng pamumuhay dito sa bahay simula nung magbago siya, (mga 2nd year high school ata ako) Mas kakayanin naman namin na kami na lang kahit wala ng makain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mam Robles, ito na nga siguro ang eksplanasyon sa lahat ng sinasabi ko, Kung natuklasan ko mang isa nga akong ampon, at kung ganito man ang dinanas naming hirap, tama pa rin kayo. Buhay ko na nga ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ito na muna ang huling entry hanggang matapos ang playfest. Oh, kung makakapagpost pa ako ng mga entry. Isang matinding rebelasyon ang nabasa niyo. At hinding hindi ako manghihinayang na ginawa ko ito dahil nakapaglabas na rin ako ng sama ng loob. Hindi ko pa alam sa panahong ito kung sino ang mga taong mapagkakatiwalaan ko. Alam kong marami akong kaibigang gustong tulungan ako, at damayan ako. Pero, wala na rin siguro kayong magagawa, for the least sigurong maririnig ko eh, &amp;quot;Ba't hindi ka na lumayas&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pangarap. Malabo pa itong maabot. Hindi sa ganitong sitwasyon. Patawad sa lahat. Kahit sa Ama ko, alam mong mahal ka pa rin namin kaya kami nagtitiyaga at nagtitiis sa lahat ng ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ito na nga ang kapalaran. Ang Destiny. Ang Fate. Hindi na ito mababali pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At sana hindi ako manghihinayang sa pagtulo ng luha ko ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115356918203874066?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115356918203874066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115356918203874066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115356918203874066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115356918203874066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-at-sana-hindi-ako-manghihinayang.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115356769346266412</id><published>2006-07-22T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:28:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC &amp;quot;-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Transitional//EN&amp;quot; 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Kapag natapos ang playfest, hindi ko na alam kung anong mangyayari. I mean, ang playfest lang naman ang pumipigil sa akin&amp;nbsp;para gawin ko ang mga naiisip kong gawin. Hindi ko rin naman ito naisip ng nasabi ko sa sarili ko na, &amp;quot;This was the first time I saw my mom cired.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ilalabas ko lahat. Walang pakundangan at walang kung anu - ano pa. As I grow older, I am beginning to hate my dad. Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyari sa kanya nang magsimula siyang maging presidente ng kanyang basketball club. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Katulong na ang trato niya sa amin dito. Ako, ang mga kapatid ko, ang aking Ina, lahat kami ay mistulang utusan at mga walang pinag-aralan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ako ang hari dito, kaya wala kayong pakielam sa lahat ng sasabihin ko. Ang ang masusunod dahil ako ang nagpapakain sa inyo! Kung ayaw mo, lumayas ka! Walang kang silbi. Leche ka.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Minsan, patakas pa ang pagpasok ko sa eskwelahan. Si Mama na lang ang nakakaintindi sa akin. Ang baon ko sa araw - araw, ako ang pumupuna pati na rin ang baon ng mga kapatid ko. Swertihan na lang kapag nagbigay si Papa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag dumating naman ang taga basketball club NIYA, para siyang anghel. Siya lahat gumagawa ng mga gawaing, inuutos niya sa amin. Isang mistulang pakitang tao na akala mo, ikamamatay niya kapag hindi siya nagmukhang mabait sa mga ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isang beses na nasira ang isang computer dito sa bahay, sinigawan niya ako at tinanong kung bakit nasira. Sa totoo lang hindi ko alam kasi hindi ko iyon ginagamit, mga kapatid ko ang gumagamit noon. Nang isinagot kong &amp;quot;Hindi ko po alam,&amp;quot; Sinigawan na naman niya ako at sinabihang &amp;quot;Leche ka, computer science ang course mo tapos hindi mo alam? Akala ko ba nag-aaral ka? Bakit hindi mo alam?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Minsan, susubukan niya ang katalinuhan ko. Magtatanong siya tungkol sa isang bagay tapos dapat mong sagutin. Sa lahat ng mga tanong na sinabi ko, alam kong tama ako. Pero sa lahat ng tanong na sinagot ko, lahat kinontra niya at sinabing mali ako. &amp;quot;Walang kwenta mga teacher na yan, ako nanggaling sa iba't ibang bansa para magtrabaho at alam ko lahat ng yan! Walang bagay na hindi ko alam!&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag sumagot ka pa, baka damputin na lang niya ang mga gamit mo at itapon sa labas ng bahay. Bilang ko lahat ng sinabi niya, at pang 56 a beses na niyang sinabi sa akin na lumayas na ako sa pamamahay na ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kahit ang kapatid ko, naka 34 na beses ng tumilapon sa kalsada ang mga gamit niya. Matino ang kapatid ko, disiplinado at takot sa kanya. Lagi niya kaming sinasabihang sinungaling sa tuwing magpapaalam kami sa kanyang umalis ng bahay. At laging niyang nirarason na, &amp;quot;hindi na nga kayo nakakatulong dito sa bahay, aalis pa kayo! kung gusto niyong umalis, diretsuhin niyo na, dalhin niyo na lahat ng gamit niyo.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag napagalitan ang isa, damay lahat. Lalo na si mama. Lagi niyang sinisigiwan dahil tanga raw siya.. Lagi niyang pinagtataasan ng boses dahil wala siyang pakinabang at lagi niya kaming minumura. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isang araw na sumagot ang kapatid ko sa kanya, &amp;quot;Kailan ka pa natutong magmura ha?! Yan ba ang tinuturo sa inyo ng mga teacher niyo?! Eh kung patigilin kaya kita sa pag-aaral?!&amp;quot; sumagot ang kapatid ko, &amp;quot;San pa ba? Edi Sa'yo! Masyado kang makasarili! Sarili mo lang ang iniisip mo!&amp;quot; Nagalit si papa ng husto, kumuha siya ng kahoy sa bakuran namin at pinaghahampas sa kanya. Nadamay kaming lahat kaya lahat kami may pasa. Duguan ang kapatid ko, habang ako naman, Makikita mo lahat ng pasa sa may binti ko at sa braso. 'yun ung oras na hindi kami nakapasok ng isang linggo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang lahat ng trabahong ginagawa ko, TAGO. Hindi alam ng tatay ko. Si Mama lang ang nakakaalam. Minsan, sa sobrang takot namin, hindi na namin ginagalaw lahat ng pinamili niya sa bahay. Hindi na namin ginagalaw ang laman ng ref, ang tv, ang lahat. Pwera na lamang itong computer na ako ang bumili at ang mga gamit na pinamili ni mama.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ika&amp;nbsp;nga ni ate Ike,&amp;nbsp;napakalungkot kong&amp;nbsp;bata.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ilang beses na kaming nag-usap ni Mama tungkol dito. Ang lagi ko na lang sinasabi, &amp;quot;Kapag hindi pa rin siya nagbago, at kung gusto mo ng hiwalayan, sasama ako sa iyo.&amp;quot; Hindi ko na kailangan ang lahat ng bagay na ibinibigay niya; lahat ng manggagaling sa kanya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kung natiis namin ang ganitong klase ng pamumuhay dito sa bahay simula nung magbago siya, (mga 2nd year high school ata ako) Mas kakayanin naman namin na kami na lang kahit wala ng makain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mam Robles, ito na nga siguro ang eksplanasyon sa lahat ng sinasabi ko, Kung natuklasan ko mang isa nga akong ampon, at kung ganito man ang dinanas naming hirap, tama pa rin kayo. Buhay ko na nga ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ito na muna ang huling entry hanggang matapos ang playfest. Oh, kung makakapagpost pa ako ng mga entry. Isang matinding rebelasyon ang nabasa niyo. At hinding hindi ako manghihinayang na ginawa ko ito dahil nakapaglabas na rin ako ng sama ng loob. Hindi ko pa alam sa panahong ito kung sino ang mga taong mapagkakatiwalaan ko. Alam kong marami akong kaibigang gustong tulungan ako, at damayan ako. Pero, wala&amp;nbsp;na rin siguro kayong magagawa, for the least sigurong maririnig ko eh, &amp;quot;Ba't hindi ka na lumayas&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pangarap. Malabo pa itong maabot. Hindi sa ganitong sitwasyon. Patawad sa lahat. Kahit sa Ama ko, alam mong mahal ka pa rin namin kaya kami nagtitiyaga at nagtitiis sa lahat ng ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ito na nga ang kapalaran. Ang Destiny. Ang Fate. Hindi na ito mababali pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At sana hindi ako manghihinayang sa pagtulo ng luha&amp;nbsp;ko ngayon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115353372236571502?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115353372236571502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115353372236571502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115353372236571502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115353372236571502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/lastko-ngayon.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115296817136445184</id><published>2006-07-15T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:56:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TAMA NA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Graduate na ako sa lahat ng STALKERS sa buhay ko. Kaya kung pwede lang, kung ayaw niyo ring magpakilala, 'wag na 'wag niyo na akong kausapin! Kung nanttrip lang kayo, pwes.. hindi uubra sa akin yan! Bahala na kayo sa kung anong isipin niyo pero, ibban ko kayong lahat!! Shep, parang awa niyo na! Ayoko ng atakihin sa puso! I am practically living with a great life! Huwag niyo ng istorbohin kung wala kayong idudulot na maganda. PARANG AWA NIYO NA. TIGILAN NIYO NA AKO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Huwag ninyong subukang pahulaan kung sino man kayo sa akin. Dahil hindi ako sumasagot ng mga tanong na, &amp;quot;Hulaan mo, sino ako?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At kung nakakaintindi ka rin lang ng tagalog at kung nababasa mo ito ng tama, siguro naman alam mo na kung anong gusto mong mangyari sa buhay mo diba? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At kung sasabihin niyong, &amp;quot;Ito naman, hindi mabiro..&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Joke lang un..&amp;quot; ay ewan ko sa inyo. Kahit sino ka pa at kahit anung gawin mo. MAMATAY KA NA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Naiinis ako. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sana hindi ito matuloy sa galit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: FMP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115296817136445184?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115296817136445184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115296817136445184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115296817136445184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115296817136445184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/tama-nagraduate-na-ako-sa-lahat-ng_15.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115296816146072064</id><published>2006-07-15T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:56:02.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TAMA NA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Graduate na ako sa lahat ng STALKERS sa buhay ko. Kaya kung pwede lang, kung ayaw niyo ring magpakilala, 'wag na 'wag niyo na akong kausapin! Kung nanttrip lang kayo, pwes.. hindi uubra sa akin yan! Bahala na kayo sa kung anong isipin niyo pero, ibban ko kayong lahat!! Shep, parang awa niyo na! Ayoko ng atakihin sa puso! I am practically living with a great life! Huwag niyo ng istorbohin kung wala kayong idudulot na maganda. PARANG AWA NIYO NA. TIGILAN NIYO NA AKO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Huwag ninyong subukang pahulaan kung sino man kayo sa akin. Dahil hindi ako sumasagot ng mga tanong na, &amp;quot;Hulaan mo, sino ako?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At kung nakakaintindi ka rin lang ng tagalog at kung nababasa mo ito ng tama, siguro naman alam mo na kung anong gusto mong mangyari sa buhay mo diba? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At kung sasabihin niyong, &amp;quot;Ito naman, hindi mabiro..&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Joke lang un..&amp;quot; ay ewan ko sa inyo. Kahit sino ka pa at kahit anung gawin mo. MAMATAY KA NA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Naiinis ako. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sana hindi ito matuloy sa galit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: FMP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115296816146072064?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115296816146072064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115296816146072064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115296816146072064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115296816146072064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/tama-nagraduate-na-ako-sa-lahat-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115276813997183798</id><published>2006-07-13T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:22:20.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MEME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Napaalam ako kay &lt;a href="http://alabapoy.livejournal.com"&gt;daniel&lt;/a&gt; na nakawin ang ninakaw niyang meme.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ito na siya.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://pyesetz.furtopia.org/meme-3col-DeathNote.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to post your own answers for this meme.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: white" border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;col width="33%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;col width="33%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;col width="33%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't watch much &lt;b&gt;TV&lt;/b&gt; these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I own lots of &lt;b&gt;books&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wear &lt;b&gt;glasses&lt;/b&gt; or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love to play &lt;b&gt;video games&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've tried &lt;b&gt;marijuana&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've watched &lt;b&gt;porn&lt;/b&gt; movies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been the &lt;b&gt;psycho-ex&lt;/b&gt; in a past relationship.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I believe &lt;b&gt;honesty&lt;/b&gt; is usually the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;curse&lt;/b&gt; sometimes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I carry my &lt;b&gt;knife&lt;/b&gt;/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;lj-cut text="it goes on..."&gt;* * * * *&lt;table style="background-color: white" border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;col width="33%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;col width="33%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;col width="33%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have broken someone's &lt;b&gt;bones&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a secret that I am &lt;b&gt;ashamed&lt;/b&gt; to reveal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate the &lt;b&gt;rain&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;paranoid&lt;/b&gt; at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would get &lt;b&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/b&gt; if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I need/&lt;b&gt;want money&lt;/b&gt; right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love &lt;b&gt;sushi&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I talk really, really fast.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have fresh &lt;b&gt;breath&lt;/b&gt; in the morning.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have long &lt;b&gt;hair&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;lost money&lt;/b&gt; in Las Vegas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have at least one &lt;b&gt;sibling&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I was born in a &lt;b&gt;country&lt;/b&gt; outside of the U.S.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have worn &lt;b&gt;fake hair&lt;/b&gt;/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't survive without &lt;b&gt;Caller I.D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like the way that I look.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;((nyaahhaha..))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;lied&lt;/b&gt; to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am usually &lt;b&gt;pessimistic&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a lot of &lt;b&gt;mood swings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;prostitution&lt;/b&gt; should be legalized.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;slept&lt;/b&gt; with a &lt;b&gt;roommate&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(slept? as in..? // nakitulog oo..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a &lt;b&gt;hidden talent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;always hyper&lt;/b&gt; no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a lot of &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have pecked someone of the &lt;b&gt;same sex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy talking on the &lt;b&gt;phone&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I practically live in &lt;b&gt;sweatpants&lt;/b&gt; or PJ pants.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love to shop and/or &lt;b&gt;window shop&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm obsessed with my Xanga or &lt;b&gt;Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(wala sa dalawa.. tabulas ako eh..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a &lt;b&gt;mobile phone&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have passed out &lt;b&gt;drunk&lt;/b&gt; in the past 6 months.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I currently &lt;b&gt;like/love&lt;/b&gt; someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I want to have &lt;b&gt;children&lt;/b&gt; in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have changed a &lt;b&gt;diaper&lt;/b&gt; before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(haaahahahahaha)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm not &lt;b&gt;allergic&lt;/b&gt; to anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have at least 5 &lt;b&gt;away messages&lt;/b&gt; saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt;  I have tried &lt;b&gt;alcohol&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;drugs&lt;/b&gt; before.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have made a move on a &lt;b&gt;friend's significant other&lt;/b&gt; or crush in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hehe)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I own the &lt;b&gt;"South Park"&lt;/b&gt; movie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ha?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or &lt;b&gt;Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sort of.. [tabulas])&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy some &lt;b&gt;country music&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I would die for my best &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;obsessive&lt;/b&gt;, and often a &lt;b&gt;perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(misan lang.. hindi often.. occassionally)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have used my &lt;b&gt;sexuality&lt;/b&gt; to advance my career.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;Halloween&lt;/b&gt; is awesome because you get free candy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(uhm, I don't usually have halloween celebrations)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;dated&lt;/b&gt; a close &lt;b&gt;friend's ex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(haha.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; at this moment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm obsessed with &lt;b&gt;guys&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(oh no..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Democrat&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Republican&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;I don't even know what I am&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;punk&lt;/b&gt; rockish.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(wahaha)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I study for &lt;b&gt;tests&lt;/b&gt; most of the time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hindi mxado.. cramming  person ako e)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I tie my &lt;b&gt;shoelaces&lt;/b&gt; differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can work on a &lt;b&gt;car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love my &lt;b&gt;job(s)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have more than just my &lt;b&gt;ears pierced&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I walk &lt;b&gt;barefoot&lt;/b&gt; wherever I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;jumped&lt;/b&gt; off a &lt;b&gt;bridge&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love sea &lt;b&gt;turtles&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I spend ridiculous amounts of money on &lt;b&gt;makeup&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I plan on achieving a &lt;b&gt;major goal&lt;/b&gt;/dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am proficient on a &lt;b&gt;musical instrument&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hmm?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate &lt;b&gt;office jobs&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I went to college out of state.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;adopted&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://staticflames.pitas.com"&gt;pyro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(si daniel to ah?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I fall for the worst people.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I adore &lt;b&gt;bright colours&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I usually like covers better than originals. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate chain theme restaurants like &lt;b&gt;Applebees&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;TGIFridays&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(anu yan?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can't &lt;b&gt;whistle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have ridden/owned a &lt;b&gt;horse&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ridden)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I still have every &lt;b&gt;journal&lt;/b&gt; I've ever written in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ang tibay!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I talk in my sleep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've often thought that I was born in the wrong &lt;b&gt;century&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I wear a &lt;b&gt;toe ring&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a &lt;b&gt;tattoo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am a &lt;b&gt;caffeine&lt;/b&gt; junkie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(nasanay na)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am completely &lt;b&gt;tree-huggy spiritual&lt;/b&gt;, and I'm not ashamed at all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(di ko alam ano ibig sabihin nito..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one &lt;b&gt;murder&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I will &lt;b&gt;collect&lt;/b&gt; anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy a nice glass of &lt;b&gt;wine&lt;/b&gt; with dinner.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm an &lt;b&gt;artist&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(in what way?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;ambidextrous&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sleep with so many &lt;b&gt;stuffed animals&lt;/b&gt;, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; If it weren't for having to see other people naked, I'd live in a &lt;b&gt;nudist colony&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have terrible &lt;b&gt;teeth&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate my &lt;b&gt;toes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I did this meme even though I wasn't tagged by the person who took it before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(haha)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have more &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; on the internet than in real life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have lived in either three different &lt;b&gt;states or countries&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am extremely &lt;b&gt;flexible&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sobra.. extreme?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love &lt;b&gt;hugs&lt;/b&gt; more than &lt;b&gt;kisses&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I want to own my &lt;b&gt;own business&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;smoke&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I spend way too much time on the &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt; than on anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Nobody has ever said I'm &lt;b&gt;normal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Sad movies, games, and the like can cause a trickle of &lt;b&gt;tears&lt;/b&gt; every now and then.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am proficient in the use of many types of &lt;b&gt;firearms&lt;/b&gt; and combat weapons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't like it when people are &lt;b&gt;unpleased&lt;/b&gt; or seem unpleased with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have been described as a &lt;b&gt;dreamer&lt;/b&gt; or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have played &lt;b&gt;strip poker&lt;/b&gt; with someone else before.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have had emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I believe in &lt;b&gt;ghosts&lt;/b&gt; and the paranormal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can't stand being &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have at least one &lt;b&gt;obsession&lt;/b&gt; at any given time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;weigh&lt;/b&gt; myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I consistently spend way too much &lt;b&gt;money&lt;/b&gt; on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm a judgmental &lt;b&gt;asshole&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm a HUGE &lt;b&gt;drama-queen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have travelled on more than one &lt;b&gt;continent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(haay..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;Libertarian&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can speak more than one &lt;b&gt;language&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would rather &lt;b&gt;read&lt;/b&gt; than watch TV.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(vice versa)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like reading &lt;b&gt;fact&lt;/b&gt; more than fiction.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(vice versa)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have no &lt;b&gt;piercings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have spent the night in a &lt;b&gt;train station&lt;/b&gt; or other public place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been so upset over my physical &lt;b&gt;gender&lt;/b&gt; that I cried.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I once spent Christmas completely alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;There have been times when I have wondered &lt;b&gt;"Why was I born?"&lt;/b&gt; and may/may not have cried over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like most &lt;b&gt;animals&lt;/b&gt; better than most people.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I own a collection of retro &lt;b&gt;games consoles&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; The thought of physical exercise makes me shiver.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have hit someone with a &lt;b&gt;dead fish&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am compulsively &lt;b&gt;honest&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I was born with a &lt;b&gt;congenital birth defect&lt;/b&gt; that has never been repaired.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;danced topless&lt;/b&gt; in front of dozens of complete strangers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have gone from wishing I was a girl to revelling in being a boy to feeling like a girl again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual &lt;b&gt;sex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am unashamedly &lt;b&gt;bisexual&lt;/b&gt;, and have different motivations for my desires for different genders.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(wow!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I sometimes won't sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I dislike &lt;b&gt;milk&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;obsessively wash&lt;/b&gt; my hands.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sobra..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I always &lt;b&gt;carry&lt;/b&gt; something significant around with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes I'd rather wear a &lt;b&gt;wig&lt;/b&gt; in day-to-day life than use my own hair.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've pushed myself to become more &lt;b&gt;self-aware&lt;/b&gt; and thereby more aware of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Even though I live on my own I still cry sometimes because I miss my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I hand wrote all the &lt;b&gt;HTML&lt;/b&gt; tags in this document.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've liked something which a majority of people claimed was either bad or &lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have been &lt;b&gt;clinically dead&lt;/b&gt; for a brief period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Instead of feeling sympathy/&lt;b&gt;empathy&lt;/b&gt; with people and their problems, I simply become annoyed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I participate/have participated in &lt;b&gt;auto drag races&lt;/b&gt; and won.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I do not 'get' most &lt;b&gt;comedy acts&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't think &lt;b&gt;strippers&lt;/b&gt; are money-greedy or slutty for dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I don't like to &lt;b&gt;chew gum&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am obsessed with history/historical things and can't wait for someone to build a &lt;b&gt;time machine&lt;/b&gt; so I can be the first to use it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can never remember for the life of me where I &lt;b&gt;parked the car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I had the &lt;b&gt;TEEN ANGST&lt;/b&gt; thing going for at least 2-3 years.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wish people would be more &lt;b&gt;empathic and honest&lt;/b&gt; with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I play &lt;b&gt;Dungeons and Dragons&lt;/b&gt; weekly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love to &lt;b&gt;sing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to live in my &lt;b&gt;mother's basement&lt;/b&gt; when I grow up.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a custom-built &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to create a certain someone's &lt;b&gt;babies&lt;/b&gt;, even though there's a 0% possiblity of ever achieving it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would be in a relationship with one of my &lt;b&gt;pets&lt;/b&gt; if they were human.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've gone &lt;b&gt;skinny-dipping&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've performed in three &lt;b&gt;plays&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I enjoy &lt;b&gt;burritos&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm &lt;b&gt;Irish&lt;/b&gt; and loving it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a thing for &lt;b&gt;redheads&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;twin&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Most of the times, I'd rather do something intellectual instead of doing something generically 'fun'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Once I set out to finish something, I always stay at it until it is completed before I move on to something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wish there were a way to erase past mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;sleep&lt;/b&gt; more than 12 hours a day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sana applicable sa akin)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wish I could be &lt;b&gt;prouder&lt;/b&gt; of what I've accomplished, but it's never enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I need more time to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I wish I was more &lt;b&gt;open-minded&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hope that I go really prematurely grey.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;download&lt;/b&gt; songs from the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've just reenacted chapter 58 of &lt;b&gt;Death Note&lt;/b&gt; with my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I say &lt;b&gt;random&lt;/b&gt; things to freak people out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm still a little mad about the ending of &lt;b&gt;Death Note&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love playing &lt;b&gt;Truth or Dare&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love listening to &lt;b&gt;slow music&lt;/b&gt;, but I hate singing to it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Music helps me remember that I am not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Playing my favorite &lt;b&gt;sport&lt;/b&gt; makes me temporarily forget my problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I think this &lt;b&gt;survey&lt;/b&gt; is particularly long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yeah)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I prefer my &lt;b&gt;LJ friends&lt;/b&gt; to my real-life ones.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can only hate someone that I love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've ordered an extra two shots of espresso to an Americano at &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/lj-cut&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/col&gt;&lt;/col&gt;&lt;/col&gt;&lt;/col&gt;&lt;/col&gt;&lt;/col&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115276813997183798?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115276813997183798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115276813997183798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115276813997183798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115276813997183798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/memenapaalam-ako-kay-daniel-na-nakawin.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115270970359615994</id><published>2006-07-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:08:23.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BROWN_OUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ngayon lang ulit nagkaroon ng kuryente dito sa amin. Nakakainis isipin na suspended ang klase ngayon. Hindi sa ayaw ko ng &amp;quot;suspension,&amp;quot; sana lang pinaabot sa subject naming PERSEF1. Para hindi nasayang ang pagod at antok ko sa kakaantay ng kuryente para lang ma-edit ang video. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oo, tama ka. Gising ako ng buong magdamag para lang mag-antay na magkaroon ng kuryente. Nagkaroon&amp;nbsp;nga&amp;nbsp;pero mga 45 minutes lang. Eh, hindi ko rin siya na-edit kasi humanap na ako ng tiyempo para makapagluto, makaligo at makapag-ayos ng gamit dito sa bahay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kapag pumasok ka sa bahay ko, wala kang makikita, wala kang makakapa, wala kang mararamdaman kundi ang lakas ng kulog at liwanag ng kidlat. Buong subdivision din namin ay ganoon din ang tema ng lugar. Madilim, nakakatakot at nakakabaliw. 'Pag pasok ko ng bahay, kinapa ko lahat. Nauntog pa ako ng kaunti at nasugatan ako sa may bandang leeg dahil nabangga ko ang tv namin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hindi makapagsindi ng kandila, kasi hindi ko mahanap 'yung posporo. Sa sobrang dilim, na parang nakikita mo ang paligid ng nakapikit, ewan ko na lang kung hindi ka masiraan ng bait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Naramdaman ko na naman ang pag-init ng mukha ko. Sabi nga ni Ramelle, namumula na ako. Masyado na akong napapagod. Masyado na akong nakatitig sa harap ng kompyuter. At ito, nag-bblog habang hinihintay ang pagddownload ng DNA extraction at karyotyping video. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sana walang pasok ng mga 2 araw. Para, 'yung isa, makapagpahinga naman ako at 'yung isa, gagawa ako ng 4 na powerpoint presentations na due na sa Friday at ung isa sa Tuesday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*Ate Ces, MARAMING MARAMING SALAMAT PO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*Tita, Maraming salamat po.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;wag ka ng humiling pa, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;tama na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tanggapin na lang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hindi mo lang alam, kung gaano ka ka-importante sa akin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Minsan, ayaw na kitang makausap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Minsan, gusto na lang kitang pagmasdan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ano ito. At bakit ganito. Magpatayan na lang tayo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-=--=-=-=-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Someone do makes my world go 'round!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115270970359615994?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115270970359615994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115270970359615994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115270970359615994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115270970359615994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/brownoutngayon-lang-ulit-nagkaroon-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115269494285644345</id><published>2006-07-12T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:02:22.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vote for ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guys, iboto niyo po ako sa web competition na ito.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinnamon-gum.com/basic-nominees.php"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;PLEASE CLICK THIS WHOLE SENTENCE TO VOTE FOR ME AND &amp;nbsp;PLEASE CHOOSE &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIXTUDIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Magiging isa po kayong malaking tulong! Marami pong salamat. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115269494285644345?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115269494285644345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115269494285644345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115269494285644345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115269494285644345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/vote-for-me-magiging-isa-p_115269494285644345.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115269487908432012</id><published>2006-07-12T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:01:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vote for ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guys, iboto niyo po ako sa web competition na ito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinnamon-gum.com/basic-nominees.php"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;PLEASE CLICK THIS WHOLE SENTENCE TO VOTE FOR ME AND &amp;nbsp;PLEASE CHOOSE &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIXTUDIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Magiging isa po kayong malaking tulong! Marami pong salamat. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115269487908432012?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115269487908432012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115269487908432012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115269487908432012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115269487908432012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/vote-for-me-magiging-isa-po-kayong_12.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115269473111329551</id><published>2006-07-12T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T16:58:51.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vote for ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guys, iboto niyo po ako sa web competition na ito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinnamon-gum.com/basic-nominees.php"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;PLEASE CLICK THIS WHOLE SENTENCE TO VOTE FOR ME AND &amp;nbsp;PLEASE CHOOSE &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIXTUDIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Magiging isa po kayong malaking tulong! Marami pong salamat. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115269473111329551?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115269473111329551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115269473111329551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115269473111329551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115269473111329551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/vote-for-me-magiging-isa-po-kayong.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115234878701940945</id><published>2006-07-08T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:53:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PhotoSHOOT.. VideoSHEP..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi naging maganda ang araw ko kahapon. Pero hindi ko naman maikakailang maganda araw ko kagabi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakipagkita ako kay Denise kahapon ng mga 8am sa starbucks malapit sa school; sa may torre lorenzo. Medyo, nag-antay rin ako ng bilang na minuto at nagdesisyon na bumili ng isang chocolate cream frap para hindi naman ako palayasin at masigawan ng guwardiya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dumating siya pero hindi ako ang una niyang binati. Pinuntahan niya agad ang isang dati niyang kaibigan at saka nakiupo sa aking mesa at inilabas ang kanyang laptop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Alis ako ng mga 9 ah,&amp;quot; na may kasamang smiley face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iniwan niya sa akin ang kanyang laptop at dali-dali kong binuhat ang aking mabigat na bag, ang kanyang laptop, ang aking video cam, at ang plastic bag na pinuno ng costume para sa photoshoot ng Harlequin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May trangkaso ako at hindi nila iyon alam. Wasak na ang kanang braso ko ng umakyat ako ng SPS 5th floor. Naisipan ko kasing mag-residency habang naghihintay para sa susunod na klase. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sarado ang office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nagpunta na lang ako ng library. Tinignan ko kung may bakante pang kompyuter, pero sa kaka-asam kong makakita ng isa, si ate Danica ang nakita ko. Sa tagal ng aking paghihintay, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Umalis na lang ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wala na akong maisip na puntahan. Mayroon pa akong Isa't kalahating oras na natitira para sa aking klase. Napadpad ako kung saan-saan hanggang sa marating ko ang Gokongwei at magpasyang, &amp;quot;Itutuloy ko na lang ang Machine Problem ko.&amp;quot; Binilisan ko ang akyat ko kahit alam kong wala ng nararamdaman ang kanang balikat ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; at sa kaswertihang palad... may nagkklase sa Lab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;May napapala rin ako sa pag-akyat baba ko ano? Nakakapagsayang ako ng oras ng hindi ko namamalayan,&amp;quot; iyan na lang ang nasabi ko ng makalabas ako ng Gokongwei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi na ako nag-isip pa. Hinatak na lang ako ng mga paa ko sa susunod kong klase sa STRC. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;The elevator has malfunctioned. Please use the stairs.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nang makarating ako sa pinakataas na floor ng STRC, napapaluhod na ako sa bigat ng mga dala ko. Parang ako ay isang pulubi sa daan na 'di mawari kung estudyante nga ba o isang mistulang batang ligaw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dito na ako nag-antay hanggang sa pumasok ang aming prof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang tunay na dahilan kung bakit ko dinala ang aking video cam ay upang mapaayos ito dahil sa Miyerkules na ang pasahan ng dokyumentary sa PERSEF1. Mag a-alas 3 na ng hapon ng pumunta sila sa conservatory at mag-internet. At doon ko lang din naalala na kailangan kong magpareserba ng klasrum para sa mga rehearsals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pumunta ako ng Registrar at kumuha ng dalawang dilaw na papel na aking susulatan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natagpuan ko na lang ang sarili kong naiinis sa mga nangyayari ng malaman kong wala akong dalang bolpen at iniwan ko ito sa aking bag na nasa aking kklase sa conservatory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bumalik ako at doon na lang nagfill-up. Sa dalawang papel na fill-up ko na, saka ko lang napansin na mali ang numero ng klasrum na nailagay ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pumunta ulit ako sa registrar, at doon na nagfill-up. Kumuha ako ng numero at kasalukuyang pangwalo pa ako sa pila.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mag a-alas 3 y medya na ng tawagin ang numerong hawak ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Sana hindi ka na lang nag number, dito sa kabila ang pila mo,&amp;quot; at naalala ko ang isang matinding bilin ni kuya Josh sa akin. &amp;quot;HUWAG ka ng kumuha ng number, HAYAAN mo sila. Doon ka pipili sa kaliwa.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Binalikan ko na ang kamera ko. Pinabilin ko sa kanila ang aking mga gamit dahil ipapaayos ko ito. Una akong pumunta sa Robinson, Binigyan ako ng guard ng isang magazine at pinakita ang adres ng nasa likod. &amp;quot;Mam, iyan po ang service center namin. Diyan na lang po kayo pumunta.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi ako pamilyar sa lugar kaya sa bawat taong dumaan sa harap ko ay tinatanong ko. Buti at nakarating naman ako sa Bocobo st. Ermita, Kalaw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 600 - 960 pesos daw ang labor fee para sa video cam at 3000 pesos naman ang minimum kung may papalitang piyesa sa loob. Alam kong isang malaking butas sa aking bulsa ang presyo na iyon. Pero, wala akong nagawa, kailangan na namin ang kamera. Pina-receive ko ang kamera at sinabing i-notify nila ako kung may papalitang piyesa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5pm na ng makarating ako sa&amp;nbsp;conservatory ng mabasa ko ang text, &amp;quot;Suzie, umalis na kami&amp;nbsp;sa conservatory, dito na kami sa goks lobby.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tapos bigla kong nakita ang flyer, &amp;quot;BETA Colors: We repair while you wait&amp;quot; Pinuntahan ko agad at nagsabi ako na bago mag alas 6 eh, babalik ako kasi may photoshoot ako. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nilakad ko lang ang lugar na iyon mula sa Gokongwei at ng kinalkula ko ang layo ng service center sa Beta Colors, ano sa tingin niyo? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sabi ni manong, 80 pesos lang daw ang labor tapos piyesa na lang daw ang problemahin ko kung may papalitan man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nasa kalsada ako habang nag-iisip kung anong gagawin ko. Tapos tinignan ko ang relos ko. 5.30 na.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumakay na ako ng LRT papuntang United Nations. Dahil sa sobrang pagmamadali ko, Naranasan ko na 'yung gamitin na ang lahat ng pwersa ko para mapigilan ang LRT sa pagsara ng pinto. Hindi ko siya kinaya, pero tinulungan ako nung ale, dalawa kaming nagpumilit pumasok sa loob. Alam kong mali, pero oras ang kalaban ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagbaba ko ng istasyon, naglakad ako ng mga 5 kilometro papuntang kanan. Dahil sa oras, ako ay tumatakbo na.. nag-jjogging pag napapagod at nakikiangkas sa may bisikleta. //ako lang ata ang gumagawa niyan sa buhay ng isang tao. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Narating ko rin sa wakas ang service center. Nagtaka 'yung guard sa akin kung bakit ako pawis&amp;nbsp;na pawis na parang nabasa ng ulan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ate, ippull-out ko na po 'yung video cam ko.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ma'am, ON GOING po 'yung REPAIR eh, ano pong reason kung bakit niyo po ippull-out?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; //hindi ko agad sinabi ang totoo na mas mura ung kabila kaysa dito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Masyado na po kasing matagal 'yung four days na repair. Hindi ko na mamimeet ung deadline ng project namin. Pasensya na po. Magbabayad na lang ako ng pull-out fee.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pinatagal pa niya ang oras. Pinatagal pa niya at ng pinatagal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakita kong kinuha niya sa cabinet ang video cam ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;sa buong araw na pagkasira ng araw ko, ngayon lang ako nakapaglabas ng lungkot at inis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Uhm, Ate, excuse me po. Akala ko po ba, ON GOING REPAIR 'yung video cam ko? Eh nakita ko lang po na kinuha niyo lang sa cabinet eh.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ah.. eh.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;At saka, ang sabi niyo sa akin na TOP priority niyo ang video cam ko. Eh bakit napansin ko na, ilang oras niyo akong pinaghintay sa pagppull-out ng video cam ko eh, inuna niyo pang ayusin ung dapat eh deadline ay sa biyernes pa?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ma'am, priority rin po kasi namin ung isang video cam na un eh.. saka kalokohan na po ung sinasabi niyong deadline niya ay friday pa.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ah, Miss.. Hindi naman po ako bulag, ayan oh nakalagay. To be repaired on Wednesday. Tapos deadline ay friday [turo sa sticker]&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;...&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nagrereklamo rin ung isang customer na mas nauna sa akin. Ang sabi pa niya, andami dami daw talagang pinalitan sa piyesa ng kanyang video cam tapos nang sinubukan eh, nasisira 'yung screen kapag umabot na sa 15minutes ang pagrerecord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi naman sa nakipag-away ako. Sinabi ko lang ng diretso, hindi ko babayaran ung pagpull-out na 350 pesos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At ako ang nagwagi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagbalik ko sa school, nakita ko si ate Mae. Buong galak siyang nageffort na mag &amp;quot;hi!&amp;quot; sa akin. Tapos ngumiti na lang ako na parang patay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Anong nangyari sa iyo? Ok ka lang ba?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Uh, .. Hindi po.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mga 6.15 na ako nakarating sa Studio room sa Miguel Building. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [paano nangyaring, ang bilis kong makarating?]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [I am but a person, who happens to be at 5 distant places in 1 hour]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaupo ako sa sahig sa sobrang pagod. Halos pumipikit na 'yung mata ko at naka-idlip kahit papaano. Nagising ako ng kinausap ako ni ate Ces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Susie, ok ka lang?&amp;quot; Hinawakan niya ang kaliwang braso ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi ako maka-imik, Hindi ko rin ang nasagot ang tanong niya. Ang ginawa ko, sinagot ko ng tanong ang tanong niya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ate, may video cam po ba kayo? Baka po pwedeng mahiram.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Meron ako. Kailan mo kailangan?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Kahit sa Monday po, ako na po bahala sa tape.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;O sige, sa Monday. Text na lang kita. Ok ka lang ba talaga?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ate.. kayo na po ata ang pinakamabait na tao ngayong araw na ito.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ngayong araw lang??&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napangiti niya ako. At iyon ang unang beses na tumawa ako nung araw na iyon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Maraming salamat po ate. &amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Photoshoot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Siguro, kung hindi ako napatawa ni ate Ces, magtutuloy - tuloy na ang kamalasan ko at baka madamay pa ang photoshoot namin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakakatuwa ang mga pictorials. Lalo na kapag candid. Napilitan na naman akong pumalit sa isa sa mga karakter ng mga baboy. Wala kasi si Princess, kaya wala akong dalang damit na pang-ale. Sinabi na lang ni kuya Josh na, 'yung outfit ko nun, ay gawin na lang isang ambisyosang ale. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nararamdaman ko na ang tensiyong nabubuo dito sa bahay. Unti-unti na akong nakakaramdam ng hindi pagpayag sa pagdalo ko ng mga workshops at meeting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isa na akong kaawa - awang bata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: What I've been looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115234878701940945?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115234878701940945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115234878701940945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115234878701940945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115234878701940945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/photoshoot.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115219109290633601</id><published>2006-07-06T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:04:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PPG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;quot;Tata, Tata, Tata... you make my world go 'round!&amp;quot;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[..in the tune of PowerPuff Girls, &amp;quot;Love, makes the world go 'round&amp;quot;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong frosh party lang tayo nagkakilala. At heto, parang magkababata tayo. &lt;em&gt;You treated me of something. Something that I never had experience in my life. Beyond that, you left me smiling. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hyper ang blockmates ko ngayong week. Bakit? Na-energize na naman daw sila sa pagiging hyper ko. Hilig din nila sa pictures. Pati cellphone ko, naubos na ung battery sa kakapicture! Na-upload ko naman lahat, ito oh.. &lt;a href="http://pixtudio.multiply.com"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm soaring.. Flyin'..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAH..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Adik na sa HIGHSCHOOL MUSICAL. Lahat ng Blockmates ko, kinakanta yan. BWAAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Malapit na ang playfest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;I crave for chocolate and caramel sundae ng MCDO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: You were always there beside me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115219109290633601?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115219109290633601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115219109290633601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115219109290633601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115219109290633601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/ppg-i-crave-for-chocolate-and-caramel.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115181847715567623</id><published>2006-07-02T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:34:37.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;P.I.G.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tama, ito ang pangalan ng grupo namin sa Harlequin na para sa Playfest. //teka, kung nababasa mo ito ngayon.. at&amp;nbsp;lalo na kung kabilang&amp;nbsp;ka sa HTG, HUWAG MO ITONG IPAGSASABI! Baka hindi malayong malitson ako kinabukasan kapag ipinag-sabi mo ito. Magagalit si kuya Josh! [ssshhh..]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May ibig sabihin 'yang pangalan namin. Siyempre, hindi ko na sasabihin. Ang isipin mo na lang, puro baboy ang play namin. Baboy ang mga karakter. Baboy-ish (sa term ni wowow)&amp;nbsp;ang script at&amp;nbsp;Baboy kaming lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Ang baboy, bastos.. kaya pinapatay&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iyan na ang paboritong linya ng lahat. Hindi rin namin maikaila na halos every scene eh may&amp;nbsp;PI na word. Sabi nga sa akin ni Dineth, &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Kapag hindi ka pala marunong magmura, talo ka..&amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Teka, ang pagiging SM ko naman ang pag-usapan natin. Hmm.. pagdating sa pagiging SM ko, medyo nahihirapan pero nasasanay. Siyempre, drawing dito.. drawing doon.. take-down dito.. take-down doon.. sigaw dito.. sigaw doon.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kapag SM ka pala, dapat malapit ka sa director mo. Ako, kahit paano, malapit ako kay kuya Josh.. pero minsan hindi. Sa totoo lang, natatakot ako.. HAHA// Basta, nakakatakot siya.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mga ka-grupo ko na rin ang nagsabi na.. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Buti na lang mabait 'yung SM namin. Hindi na niya kami pinagagalitan. Naawa na siya amin. Lagi kasi kaming napapagalitan eh. =)&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Ang sabi ko tuloy, &amp;quot;Hindi na ako nagsasalita, napipipi na kasi ako kapag nararamdaman ko ung pagnginig ng upuan. =)&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Na-ffeel ko na ng sobra ang pressure. Lalo na nung nag-recital kami sa harap ng mga Malate pipol. Karamihan sa kanila ay magaganda ang mga koments tungkol sa play namin. At dahil doon, napaisip na naman ako. (Kelan ba ako, pwedeng tumigil sa kakaisip?) Sa dami ng magagandang koments tungkol sa acting and directing, sinabi ko tuloy kay Martin, &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Mart, na-ppresure ako, baka maging negative ang lahat kapag production na ang pinag-uusapan.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; Nasabi ko lang siya ng bigla. Ewan ko kung bakit, sa isang taong tulad ko na&amp;nbsp;graduate na sa cramming, at mga prod. works na yan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naalala ko tuloy ang speech choir last year. Feeling ko noon, hindi gagalaw mga ka-grupo ko kapag wala ako sa lugar. I mean, pareho silang kailangan kong i-handle. Ang performers ko kasi, sa may gatchalian 2 nagppraktis tapos ang prod ko naman, sa may BF pa! At naitanong ko na ang tanong na ito noon pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ang ipinagtataka ko lang, eh bakit ko pa iyon nasabi?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nagtest kami sa BASICON, COMPRO1 at ALGTRIG. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;BASICON&lt;/strong&gt; (Basic Computer Concepts), multiple choice lang naman siya. Actually, nadalian ako ng konti (hindi ako nagmamayabang, bakit? 5th to the last person na kaya akong lumabas ng room!). Purely conceptual siya at may konting math. Lahat naman ay itinuro at medyo nakapag-aral din ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;COMPRO1&lt;/strong&gt; (Computer Programming 1), madali 'yung first part. Nagkanda leche-leche na nung mga sumunod. Alam kong, medyo &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;carelessness&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; na ung mga nasa middle part. 'Yung test VI naman, nagawa ko naman siya ng maayos. Kinompyut ko ung probability, (HAHA) medyo may pag-asa akong pumasa. Pero nung sinabing, &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Hindi pwede ang if and else statement sa test VII, switch lang&amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;Nice one, if and else na nga lang ung pwedeng gamitin dun ah! (kompyut ulit ng probability. Ans==Baka bagsak)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; ALGTRIG&lt;/strong&gt; (Algebra and Trigonometry), Magaling magturo si ma'am. Nasasagutan ng lahat ang mga examples niya at mga practice excercises. Ok na 'yung test para sa akin, compared nung 4th year ako na ang highest na lang sa report card ay 79. Pero, parang sa style ng test niya sa last part ay &amp;quot;4th year&amp;quot; style. &amp;nbsp;Oh no, Ma'am Raymundo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumuweldo na nga pala ako nung Wednesday at nasa kamay ko na ang 7k. Tatlo lang naman ang pinupuntahan ng pera ko. Una, ang bumili ng mga gamit na gusto kong bilhin. Pangalawa, kapag naisip kong manlibre, manlilibre ako. Pangatlo, sa wallet ko at nandoon lang siya magpakailanman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok na sa akin ung kinita ko. Pero nung malaman kong, 12.5k ang kinikita ni JJ, ahh... ok pa rin naman.. diba?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shep, sayang..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming bagay ang pinag-iba ko simula ng pumasok ako! Isa na akong Kompyuter.. Iyan ang symbolism na binigay ng mga kblockm8s kong mga babae. Sabi kasi nila, hyper ako lagi.. naka-on ng 24 hours. Tapos kapag may HTG ako, kinabukasan, low-bat ako.. ang term naman nila, &amp;quot;naka log-off si &lt;a href="http://pixtudio.blogspot.com"&gt;suzie&lt;/a&gt; ngayon.&amp;quot; Tapos, kapag nakakatulog ako, &amp;quot;Nag-sshutdown na siya.&amp;quot; Pero kung hindi naman ako nakakatulog at medyo tahimik ako, &amp;quot;nagsscan-disk lang yan, oh kaya nag-reformat.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tuwang - tuwa mga ka-block ko kapag hyper ako lagi. Kasi, dahil sa 10 kaming babae, ako na lang daw ang source ng pagiging wild nila. Isa daw akong kompyuter na nag-bbenta ng drugs. Kapag hyper ako, mahahawa silang lahat at hyper na rin sila.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pati nga mga expressions ko, gayang-gaya na nila.. Haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Depressed/Stressed mode ako nung isang-araw. Napakadami kong iniisip sa hindi malamang dahilan. Lahat ng bagay na nakikita at naririnig ko eh, binibigyan ko na ng ibig sabihin. Minsan, gusto ko ng lumayo sa isang bagay. Sa umpisa, ok na.. nakakalayo na. Pero ng lumapit ung bagay, hindi ko na tuloy maiwan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Medyo napaisip din ako ng matindi sa &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~galeaya/1229970.html#comment"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; ni &lt;a href="http://taublas.com/~galeaya"&gt;Erose&lt;/a&gt;. Paano, naka-relate ako ng sobra. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Andami kong nabasang fiction write-ups. Tapos, sakto lahat sa mga nakikita ko ang mga iyon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parang gusto ko tuloy, ibalik 'yung dating ako. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mapag-isa. Intra. Mapag-isip. Suicidal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: PPG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115181847715567623?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115181847715567623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115181847715567623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115181847715567623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115181847715567623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/07/p.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115110911550607050</id><published>2006-06-24T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:31:55.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WRITER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nagbabalik na ata ang dati kong sakit.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*may sakit ako ngayon, lagnant at sipon */&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ang ibig kong sabihin eh, ang sakit ko sa pagsasagot ng mga blog quizzes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ito na ang isa..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Film Writer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/film.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115110911550607050?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115110911550607050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115110911550607050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115110911550607050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115110911550607050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/writernagbabalik-na-ata-ang-dati-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115080812434170605</id><published>2006-06-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:55:24.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HTG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;WOW!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yun lang. kasi masyado siyang maganda. napaka-exciting. the best. worthwile. ENJOY. nakakapagod. nakaka-iyak. nakaka-tuwa. nakakabaliw. nakakabangag.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(*bow*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Mga ate, kuya.. SORRY hindi ako naka-attend ngayon ng Directing Workshop.. galing po akong ospital eh.. 'di ako pinayagan. ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Babawi na lang po.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: IMENVIRONMENT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115080812434170605?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115080812434170605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115080812434170605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115080812434170605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115080812434170605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/htgwow-yun-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115011031863121805</id><published>2006-06-12T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:05:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INDEPENDENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -has something to do with the word &amp;quot;INDEPENDENT.&amp;quot; Independent akong bata every summer at ngayong taon lang na naging independent for the &amp;quot;rest of my life&amp;quot; na ata. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Palagi naman akong tinatawagan ng aking mga magulang. Kaya kahit ang oras ng pag-uwi ko galing sa DLSU ay alam nila. Alam din nila ang tungkol sa pagsali't pagtanggap ko sa Harlequin Theatre Guild ng DLSU. At dahil doon, para bang gusto nila akong puntahan sa bahay at pigilang pumasok. (oh no..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naka-ym ko ang isa sa mga ka-blockmate ko ngayong first term. JJ ang pangalan niya at siya ay isang happy-go-lucky guy. Isa rin siyang independent na tulad ko in terms of having a good job on his own. I say, he has a very GOOD job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kinausap niya ako at nalaman niyang gumagawa ako ng website ngayon para sa COMPUSERVE. Buong pride kong ipinagmalaki sa kanya na 7K ang kikitain ko sa 5 website na walang content. Totoo, ipinagmalaki ko iyon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tumango na lang ako ng sabihin niya sa akin na &amp;quot;Is 7K enough? Hindi ba dapat mas mataas pa ang singil mo dyan?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Sheesshh, dapat sumama ka sa akin! 12.5K ang kikitain mo para sa isang website at team of 4 pa kayong gagawa! Well, anyway... mas mabilis kang gumawa ng site at may 5K additional un pag natapos mo ng maaga. Masasayang lang din ang galing mo! And you are pretty FAST to finish it in a week or so..&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natahimik na lang ako. Naisip ko nga naman. Napakalaki ng diperensya ng 7K sa 12.5K (less time included.) Pang-condo na rin un buwan-buwan. Marami rin akong mabibili nun. At pwede akong magpakasawa hanggang sa maubos ang 12.5K (pinapadalhan naman ako ng pera eh). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ngayon lang ako namulat ng husto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shep, sana nalaman ko na lang siya ng mas maaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Reading: JJ-SUZIE ym&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115011031863121805?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115011031863121805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115011031863121805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115011031863121805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115011031863121805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/independence-shep-sana-nal_115011031863121805.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115011018872600203</id><published>2006-06-12T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:03:08.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INDEPENDENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -has something to do with the word &amp;quot;INDEPENDENT.&amp;quot; Independent akong bata every summer at ngayong taon lang na naging independent for the &amp;quot;rest of my life&amp;quot; na ata. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Palagi naman akong tinatawagan ng aking mga magulang. Kaya kahit ang oras ng pag-uwi ko galing sa DLSU ay alam nila. Alam din nila ang tungkol sa pagsali't pagtanggap ko sa Harlequin Theatre Guild ng DLSU. At dahil doon, para bang gusto nila akong puntahan sa bahay at pigilang pumasok. (oh no..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naka-ym ko ang isa sa mga ka-blockmate ko ngayong first term. JJ ang pangalan niya at siya ay isang happy-go-lucky guy. Isa rin siyang independent na tulad ko in terms of having a good job on his own. I say, he has a very GOOD job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kinausap niya ako at nalaman niyang gumagawa ako ng website ngayon para sa COMPUSERVE. Buong pride kong ipinagmalaki sa kanya na 7K ang kikitain ko sa 5 website na walang content. Totoo, ipinagmalaki ko iyon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tumango na lang ako ng sabihin niya sa akin na &amp;quot;Is 7K enough? Hindi ba dapat mas mataas pa ang singil mo dyan?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Sheesshh, dapat sumama ka sa akin! 12.5K ang kikitain mo para sa isang website at team of 4 pa kayong gagawa! Well, anyway... mas mabilis kang gumawa ng site at may 5K additional un pag natapos mo ng maaga. Masasayang lang din ang galing mo! And you are pretty FAST to finish it in a week or so..&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natahimik na lang ako. Naisip ko nga naman. Napakalaki ang diperensya ng 7K sa 12.5K (less time included.) Pang-condo na rin un buwan-buwan. Marami rin akong mabibili nun. At pwede akong magpakasawa hanggang sa maubos ang 12.5K (pinapadalhan naman ako ng pera eh). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ngayon lang ako namulat ng husto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shep, sana nalaman ko na lang siya ng mas maaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115011018872600203?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115011018872600203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115011018872600203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115011018872600203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115011018872600203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/independence-shep-sana-nalaman-ko-na_12.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115011011066875486</id><published>2006-06-12T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:01:51.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INDEPENDENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -has something to do with the word &amp;quot;INDEPENDENT.&amp;quot; Independent akong bata every summer at ngayong taon lang na naging independent for the &amp;quot;rest of my life&amp;quot; na ata. Palagi naman akong tinatawagan ng aking mga magulang. Kaya kahit ang oras ng pag-uwi ko galing sa DLSU ay alam nila. Alam din nila ang tungkol sa pagsali't pagtanggap ko sa Harlewuin Theatre Guild ng DLSU. At dahil doon, para bang gusto nila akong puntahan sa bahay at pigilang pumasok. (oh no..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naka-ym ko ang isa sa mga ka-blockmate ko ngayong first term. JJ ang pangalan niya at siya ay isang happy-go-lucky guy. Isa rin siyang independent na tulad ko in terms of having a good job on his own. I say, he has a very GOOD job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kinausap niya ako at nalaman niyang gumagawa ako ng website ngayon para sa COMPUSERVE. Buong pride kong ipinagmalaki sa kanya na 7K ang kikitain ko sa 5 website na walang content. Totoo, ipinagmalaki ko iyon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tumango na lang ako ng sabihin niya sa akin na &amp;quot;Is 7K enough? Hindi ba dapat mas mataas pa ang singil mo dyan?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Sheesshh, dapat sumama ka sa akin! 12.5K ang kikitain mo para sa isang website at team of 4 pa kayong gagawa! Well, anyway... mas mabilis kang gumawa ng site at may 5K additional un pag natapos mo ng maaga. Masasayang lang din ang galing mo! And you are pretty FAST to finish it in a week or so..&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natahimik na lang ako. Naisip ko nga naman. Napakalaki ang diperensya ng 7K sa 12.5K (less time included.) Pang-condo na rin un buwan-buwan. Marami rin akong mabibili nun. At pwede akong magpakasawa hanggang sa maubos ang 12.5K (pinapadalhan naman ako ng pera eh). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ngayon lang ako namulat ng husto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shep, sana nalaman ko na lang siya ng mas maaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115011011066875486?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115011011066875486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115011011066875486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115011011066875486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115011011066875486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/independence-shep-sana-nalaman-ko-na.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115001985327659824</id><published>2006-06-11T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:57:33.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;USERICONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;iffeature ko lang ang mga usericons ko. =) Wala na kasi akong magawa. Ako lang din naman ang tao rito sa bahay. At isa pa, hindi ko alam kung anong ippost ko dito sa tabulas. Ah, alam ko na, magppost na lang ako ng mga nangyari nung HTG. Pero, hindi ngayon, gusto ko muna matapos BITAW. Kasi, wala lang. Baka maubusan ako ng ilalagay. Ito na nga pala ang ilan sa mga usericons ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="1" alt="1" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/1userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/3userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/4userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/2userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/usericon3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/usericon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Calintz" alt="Calintz" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/calintzdo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Reith" alt="Reith" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/reithdo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Sherald" alt="Sherald" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/sherazardl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="affinity" alt="affinity" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/affinity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Trip ko lang.. (hindi nakaupload ung iba.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115001985327659824?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115001985327659824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115001985327659824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115001985327659824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115001985327659824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/usericonsiffeature-ko-lang_115001985327659824.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115001962503358843</id><published>2006-06-11T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:53:45.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;USERICONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;iffeature ko lang ang mga usericons ko. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="1" alt="1" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/1userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/3userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/4userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/2userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/usericon3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/usericon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Calintz" alt="Calintz" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/calintzdo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Reith" alt="Reith" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/reithdo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Sherald" alt="Sherald" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/sherazardl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="affinity" alt="affinity" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/affinity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Trip ko lang.. (hindi nakaupload ung iba.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115001962503358843?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115001962503358843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115001962503358843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115001962503358843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115001962503358843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/usericonsiffeature-ko-lang-ang-mga_11.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-115001916308011639</id><published>2006-06-11T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:46:03.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;USERICONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;iffeature ko lang ang mga usericons ko. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="1" alt="1" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/1userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/3userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/4userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img title="Untitled" alt="Untitled" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/pixtudio/2userv6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-115001916308011639?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/115001916308011639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=115001916308011639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115001916308011639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/115001916308011639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/usericonsiffeature-ko-lang-ang-mga.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114940211887918608</id><published>2006-06-04T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:22:02.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ADJUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matagal na rin ang panahong lumipas bago ito muling nabuksan. Hindi man ito natatanaw sa loob ngunit sadyang ito'y ipinapakita. Totoo, isa itong kabalintunaan at iyon ang pumupukaw sa akin mula pa nung simula. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong una ay ayaw mo itong buksan. Hindi ko man lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon ay ayaw mo na itong isara. Nararamdaman ko ang nasa loob mo. Nagulat ka, sigurado. Pero parang nagsisi ka ata ng malaman mong nasa iyo na, pinabayaan mo pa. Nakita ko kaagad ang pagbabago. Dahil hindi mo agad ito inangkin nung simula at ng malaman mong unti-unti itong lumalayo sa iyo, biglang tumigil ang mundo mo't ginustong agawin ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masakit hindi ba? Sinubukan kong kalimutan ito at heto, nagbabalik kang muli para angkinin ang dapat sa iyo noon na ngayon ay napunta na sa iba. Mabawi mo pa kaya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming istorya. Mahirap ipaliwanag. Gusto ko ng kalimutan ang lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masayang kasama ang mga blockmates ko ngayon. Nakakatuwa kahit sasampu lang kaming mga babae at mayroong dalawampu't pitong kalalakihan. Ang mas nakakatuwa pa rito eh, halos lahat sila ay may kamukha na mga kaklase ko dati. Nagulat din ako ng malaman kong kumpleto sa lahat ng talento ang aming klase. 'Yung tipong marunong kumanta, sumayaw, mag-instruments, leader, member ng philippine team, nagttaekwondo, nag-jjudo, contortionist, majikero, acrobat, at iba pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi rin naman mawawala sa klase ang mga asaran at payabangan. Sa aspetong ito, ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganoong klase (ibig kong sabihin, sobrang mataas ang lebel). Hindi ko alam kung manhid lang siya o nagpapalagay na hindi siya tinatamaan. Eh paano ba naman, sa sobrang kayabangan, (ayaw ko ng ituloy, baka kung ano pa masabi ko).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaisip din ako na sa tingin ko eh, parang sobrang nakapag-adjust na ako. Sobrang friendly nila lahat. (Haay, Parsci)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nangyari na naman sa akin ang mga bagay na hindi na ata matanggal-tanggal sa buhay ko. Alam kong, alam mo na iyon. Hindi ko na kailangan pang banggitin. (clue: lagi nagaganap tuwing first day of classes nung highschool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At dahil doon, nirrecruit na ako ng dalawang panig; Ang Santugon at ang TAPAT. Pareho ko silang binigyan ng pagkakataon na ako ay i-educate nila sa kanilang partido. At ngayon, gusto nilang ubusin ang kanilang load para lang ipasaload sa celphone ko para lang makareply kung gusto nila akong i-screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi pa naman ako nakakapagdesisyon. At baka, hindi na rin ako sumali. Benepisyo na sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng load araw-araw :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumali nga rin pala ako sa Harlequin Theatre Guild. Wala lang, para kasing hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala ang mga ganoong gawain (Nasabi ko na sa inyo iyon 'diba? Mga WATER?). Na-enjoy ko nga ang pakikiupo sa HTG nung Biyernes. Pinaririnig kasi ni kuya kiko sa akin 'yung pag-iinterview lalo na ung dramang, manghihingi ka ng apat na piso. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natuklasan ko rin ang mahiwagang library ng ako lang. Kung saan saan ako napadpad at nakakatuwa talaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frosh Party ng CCS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acquaintance party lang siya. Hiniwa-hiwalay kaming lahat at ginirupo grupo bawat isa. At siyempre, maiilang ka na naman, hindi mo sila lahat kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tata at Ina, maraming salamat sa pagiging sobrang friendly niyo kahapon. :) Hindi ko lubos maisip na ganoon ang naging kinalabasan. At Tata, wala lang. Salamat sa pag-aalaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi lang isa kung hindi apat na. (Alam kong binabasa mo ito. At hindi ito ang magiging dahilan sa isang pagtalikod. Ikaw pa rin naman ang siyang nauna!) Nakita ko lahat ng pagtitiyaga. Nakita lahat ng inyong kasipagan para palakasin ang loob ko at ang pagbibigay ng mga pagsuporta. Dadalawang linggo pa lang tayo magkakilala, at heto't tinatawag niyo akong idol. Nagulat ako. Hindi ko akalaing sa bilis ng panahon ay magagawa niyo 'yon. At ng tinanong ko kayo kung bakit, ang sagot niyo ay simple lang. Pero sobra akong natinag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahabang post. Tapos ko na ung part3 ng I and She. Nagagawa ko na rin ung mga deviant ko. May mga pics ang block namin na nasa multiply ni kitten. I-visit niyo na lang ang url na ito. &lt;a href="http://shopaholic17.multiply.com"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; hanapin niyo ung S17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114940211887918608?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114940211887918608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114940211887918608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940211887918608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940211887918608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/adjust-me_114940211887918608.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114940198205459302</id><published>2006-06-04T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:19:42.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ADJUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matagal na rin ang panahong lumipas bago ito muling nabuksan. Hindi man ito natatanaw sa loob ngunit sadyang ito'y ipinapakita. Totoo, isa itong kabalintunaan at iyon ang pumupukaw sa akin mula pa nung simula. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong una ay ayaw mo itong buksan. Hindi ko man lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon ay ayaw mo na itong isara. Nararamdaman ko ang nasa loob mo. Nagulat ka, sigurado. Pero parang nagsisi ka ata ng malaman mong nasa iyo na, pinabayaan mo pa. Nakita ko kaagad ang pagbabago. Dahil hindi mo agad ito inangkin nung simula at ng malaman mong unti-unti itong lumalayo sa iyo, biglang tumigil ang mundo mo't ginustong agawin ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masakit hindi ba? Sinubukan kong kalimutan ito at heto, nagbabalik kang muli para angkinin ang dapat sa iyo noon na ngayon ay napunta na sa iba. Mabawi mo pa kaya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming istorya. Mahirap ipaliwanag. Gusto ko ng kalimutan ang lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masayang kasama ang mga blockmates ko ngayon. Nakakatuwa kahit sasampu lang kaming mga babae at mayroong dalawampu't pitong kalalakihan. Ang mas nakakatuwa pa rito eh, halos lahat sila ay may kamukha na mga kaklase ko dati. Nagulat din ako ng malaman kong kumpleto sa lahat ng talento ang aming klase. 'Yung tipong marunong kumanta, sumayaw, mag-instruments, leader, member ng philippine team, nagttaekwondo, nag-jjudo, contortionist, majikero, acrobat, at iba pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi rin naman mawawala sa klase ang mga asaran at payabangan. Sa aspetong ito, ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganoong klase (ibig kong sabihin, sobrang mataas ang lebel). Hindi ko alam kung manhid lang siya o nagpapalagay na hindi siya tinatamaan. Eh paano ba naman, sa sobrang kayabangan, (ayaw ko ng ituloy, baka kung ano pa masabi ko).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaisip din ako na sa tingin ko eh, parang sobrang nakapag-adjust na ako. Sobrang friendly nila lahat. (Haay, Parsci)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nangyari na naman sa akin ang mga bagay na hindi na ata matanggal-tanggal sa buhay ko. Alam kong, alam mo na iyon. Hindi ko na kailangan pang banggitin. (clue: lagi nagaganap tuwing first day of classes nung highschool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At dahil doon, nirrecruit na ako ng dalawang panig; Ang Santugon at ang TAPAT. Pareho ko silang binigyan ng pagkakataon na ako ay i-educate nila sa kanilang partido. At ngayon, gusto nilang ubusin ang kanilang load para lang ipasaload sa celphone ko para lang makareply kung gusto nila akong i-screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi pa naman ako nakakapagdesisyon. At baka, hindi na rin ako sumali. Benepisyo na sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng load araw-araw :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumali nga rin pala ako sa Harlequin Theatre Guild. Wala lang, para kasing hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala ang mga ganoong gawain (Nasabi ko na sa inyo iyon 'diba? Mga WATER?). Na-enjoy ko nga ang pakikiupo sa HTG nung Biyernes. Pinaririnig kasi ni kuya kiko sa akin 'yung pag-iinterview lalo na ung dramang, manghihingi ka ng apat na piso. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natuklasan ko rin ang mahiwagang library ng ako lang. Kung saan saan ako napadpad at nakakatuwa talaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frosh Party ng CCS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acquaintance party lang siya. Hiniwa-hiwalay kaming lahat at ginirupo grupo bawat isa. At siyempre, maiilang ka na naman, hindi mo sila lahat kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tata at Ina, maraming salamat sa pagiging sobrang friendly niyo kahapon. :) Hindi ko lubos maisip na ganoon ang naging kinalabasan. At Tata, wala lang. Salamat sa pag-aalaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi lang isa kung hindi apat na. (Alam kong binabasa mo ito. At hindi ito ang magiging dahilan sa isang pagtalikod. Ikaw pa rin naman ang siyang nauna!) Nakita ko lahat ng pagtitiyaga. Nakita lahat ng inyong kasipagan para palakasin ang loob ko at ang pagbibigay ng mga pagsuporta. Dadalawang linggo pa lang tayo magkakilala, at heto't tinatawag niyo akong idol. Nagulat ako. Hindi ko akalaing sa bilis ng panahon ay magagawa niyo 'yon. At ng tinanong ko kayo kung bakit, ang sagot niyo ay simple lang. Pero sobra akong natinag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahabang post. Tapos ko na ung part3 ng I and She. Nagagawa ko na rin ung mga deviant ako. May mga pics ang block namin na nasa multiply ni kitten. I-visit niyo na lang ang url na ito. &lt;a href="http://shopaholic17.multiply.com"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; hanapin niyo ung S17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114940198205459302?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114940198205459302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114940198205459302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940198205459302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940198205459302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/adjust-me_114940198205459302.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114940159267221017</id><published>2006-06-04T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:13:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ADJUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matagal na rin ang panahong lumipas bago ito muling nabuksan. Hindi man ito natatanaw sa loob ngunit sadyang ito'y ipinapakita. Totoo, isa itong kabalintunaan at iyon ang pumupukaw sa akin mula pa nung simula. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong una ay ayaw mo itong buksan. Hindi ko man lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon ay ayaw mo na itong isara. Nararamdaman ko ang nasa loob mo. Nagulat ka, sigurado. Pero parang nagsisi ka ata ng malaman mong nasa iyo na, pinabayaan mo pa. Nakita ko kaagad ang pagbabago. Dahil hindi mo agad ito inangkin nung simula at ng malaman mong unti-unti itong lumalayo sa iyo, biglang tumigil ang mundo mo't ginustong agawin ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masakit hindi ba? Sinubukan kong kalimutan ito at heto, nagbabalik kang muli para angkinin ang dapat sa iyo noon na ngayon ay napunta na sa iba. Mabawi mo pa kaya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming istorya. Mahirap ipaliwanag. Gusto ko ng kalimutan ang lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masayang kasama ang mga blockmates ko ngayon. Nakakatuwa kahit sasampu lang kaming mga babae at mayroong dalawampu't pitong kalalakihan. Ang mas nakakatuwa pa rito eh, halos lahat sila ay may kamukha na mga kaklase ko dati. Nagulat din ako ng malaman kong kumpleto sa lahat ng talento ang aming klase. 'Yung tipong marunong kumanta, sumayaw, mag-instruments, leader, member ng philippine team, nagttaekwondo, nag-jjudo, contortionist, majikero, acrobat, at iba pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi rin naman mawawala sa klase ang mga asaran at payabangan. Sa aspetong ito, ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganoong klase (ibig kong sabihin, sobrang mataas ang lebel). Hindi ko alam kung manhid lang siya o nagpapalagay na hindi siya tinatamaan. Eh paano ba naman, sa sobrang kayabangan, (ayaw ko ng ituloy, baka kung ano pa masabi ko).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaisip din ako na sa tingin ko eh, parang sobrang nakapag-adjust na ako. Sobrang friendly nila lahat. (Haay, Parsci)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nangyari na naman sa akin ang mga bagay na hindi na ata matanggal-tanggal sa buhay ko. Alam kong, alam mo na iyon. Hindi ko na kailangan pang banggitin. (clue: lagi nagaganap tuwing first day of classes nung highschool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At dahil doon, nirrecruit na ako ng dalawang panig; Ang Santugon at ang TAPAT. Pareho ko silang binigyan ng pagkakataon na ako ay i-educate nila kanilang partido. At ngayon, gusto nilang ubusin ang kanilang load para lang ipasaload ang celphone ko para lang makareply kung gusto nila akong i-screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi pa naman ako nakakapagdesisyon. At baka, hindi na rin ako sumali. Benepisyo na sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng load araw-araw :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumali nga rin pala ako sa Harlequin Theatre Guild. Wala lang, para kasing hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala ang mga ganoong gawain (Nasabi ko na sa inyo iyon 'diba? Mga WATER?). Na-enjoy ko nga ang pakikiupo sa HTG nung Biyernes. Pinaririnig kasi ni kuya kiko sa akin 'yung pag-iinterview lalo na ung dramang, manghihingi ka ng apat na piso. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natuklasan ko rin ang mahiwagang library ng ako lang. Kung saan saan ako napadpad at nakakatuwa talaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frosh Party ng CCS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acquaintance party lang siya. Hiniwa-hiwalay kaming lahat at ginirupo grupo bawat isa. At siyempre, maiilang ka na naman, hindi mo sila lahat kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tata at Ina, maraming salamat sa pagiging sobrang friendly niyo kahapon. :) Hindi ko lubos maisip na ganoon ang naging kinalabasan. At Tata, wala lang. Salamat sa pag-aalaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi lang isa kung hindi apat na. (Alam kong binabasa mo ito. At hindi ito ang magiging dahilan sa isang pagtalikod. Ikaw pa rin naman ang siyang nauna!) Nakita ko lahat ng pagtitiyaga. Nakita lahat ng inyong kasipagan para palakasin ang loob ko at ang pagbibigay ng mga pagsuporta. Dadalawang linggo pa lang tayo magkakilala, at heto't tinatawag niyo akong idol. Nagulat ako. Hindi ko akalaing sa bilis ng panahon ay magagawa niyo 'yon. At ng tinanong ko kayo kung bakit, ang sagot niyo ay simple lang. Pero sobra akong natinag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahabang post. Tapos ko na ung part3 ng I and She. Nagagawa ko na rin ung mga deviant ako. May mga pics ang block namin na nasa multiply ni kitten. I-visit niyo na lang ang url na ito. &lt;a href="http://shopaholic17.multiply.com"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; hanapin niyo ung S17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114940159267221017?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114940159267221017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114940159267221017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940159267221017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940159267221017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/adjust-me_114940159267221017.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114940146770900574</id><published>2006-06-04T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:11:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ADJUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matagal na rin ang panahong lumipas bago ito muling nabuksan. Hindi man ito natatanaw sa loob ngunit sadyang ito'y ipinapakita. Totoo, isa itong kabalintunaan at iyon ang pumupukaw sa akin mula pa nung simula. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong una ay ayaw mo itong buksan. Hindi ko man lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon ay ayaw mo na itong isara. Nararamdaman ko ang nasa loob mo. Nagulat ka, sigurado. Pero parang nagsisi ka ata ng malaman mong nasa iyo na, pinabayaan mo pa. Nakita ko kaagad ang pagbabago. Dahil hindi mo agad ito inangkin nung simula at ng malaman mong unti-unti itong lumalayo sa iyo, biglang tumigil ang mundo mo't ginustong agawin ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masakit hindi ba? Sinubukan kong kalimutan ito at heto, nagbabalik kang muli para angkinin ang dapat sa iyo noon na ngayon ay napunta na sa iba. Mabawi mo pa kaya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming istorya. Mahirap ipaliwanag. Gusto ko ng kalimutan ang lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masayang kasama ang mga blockmates ko ngayon. Nakakatuwa kahit sasampu lang kaming mga babae at mayroong dalawampu't pitong kalalakihan. Ang mas nakakatuwa pa rito eh, halos lahat sila ay may kamukha na mga kaklase ko dati. Nagulat din ako ng malaman kong kumpleto sa lahat ng talento ang aming klase. 'Yung tipong marunong kumanta, sumayaw, mag-instruments, leader, member ng philippine team, nagttaekwondo, nag-jjudo, contortionist, majikero, acrobat, at iba pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi rin naman mawawala sa klase ang mga asaran at payabangan. Sa aspetong ito, ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganoong klase (ibig kong sabihin, sobrang mataas ang lebel). Hindi ko alam kung manhid lang siya o nagpapalagay na hindi siya tinatamaan. Eh paano ba naman, sa sobrang kayabangan, (ayaw ko ng ituloy, baka kung ano pa masabi ko).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaisip din ako na sa tingin ko eh, parang sobrang nakapag-adjust na ako. Sobrang friendly nila lahat. (Haay, Parsci)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nangyari na naman sa akin ang mga bagay na hindi na ata matanggal-tanggal sa buhay ko. Alam kong, alam mo na iyon. Hindi ko na kailangan pang banggitin. (clue: lagi nagaganap tuwing first day of classes nung highschool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At dahil doon, nirrecruit na ako ng dalawang panig; Ang Santugon at ang TAPAT. Pareho ko silang binigyan ng pagkakataon na ako ay i-educate nila kanilang partido. At ngayon, gusto nilang ubusin ang kanilang load para lang ipasaload ang celphone ko para lang makareply kung gusto nila akong i-screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi pa naman ako nakakapagdesisyon. At baka, hindi na rin ako sumali. Benepisyo na sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng load araw-araw :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumali nga rin pala ako sa Harlequin Theatre Guild. Wala lang, para kasing hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala ang mga ganoong gawain (Nasabi ko na sa inyo iyon 'diba? Mga WATER?). Na-enjoy ko nga ang pakikiupo sa HTG nung Biyernes. Pinaririnig kasi ni kuya kiko sa akin 'yung pag-iinterview lalo na ung dramang, manghihingi ka ng apat na piso. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natuklasan ko rin ang mahiwagang library ng ako lang. Kung saan saan ako napadpad at nakakatuwa talaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frosh Party ng CCS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acquaintance party lang siya. Hiniwa-hiwalay kaming lahat at ginirupo grupo bawat isa. At siyempre, maiilang ka na naman, hindi mo sila lahat kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tata at Ina, maraming salamat sa pagiging sobrang friendly niyo kahapon. :) Hindi ko lubos maisip na ganoon ang naging kinalabasan. At Tata, wala lang. Salamat sa pag-aalaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi lang isa kung hindi apat na. (Alam kong binabasa mo ito. At hindi ito ang magiging dahilan sa isang pagtalikod. Ikaw pa rin naman ang siyang nauna!) Nakita ko lahat ng pagtitiyaga. Nakita lahat ng inyong kasipagan para palakasin ang loob ko at ang pagbibigay ng mga pagsuporta. Dadalawang linggo pa lang tayo magkakilala, at heto't tinatawag niyo akong idol. Nagulat ako. Hindi ko akalaing sa bilis ng panahon ay magagawa niyo 'yon. At ng tinanong ko kayo kung bakit, ang sagot niyo ay simple lang. Pero sobra akong natinag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahabang post. Tapos ko na ung part3 ng I and She. Nagagawa ko na rin ung mga deviant ako. May mga pics ang block namin na nasa multiply ni kitten. I-visit niyo na lang ang url na ito. &lt;a href="http://shopaholic17.multiply.com"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; hanapin niyo ung S17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114940146770900574?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114940146770900574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114940146770900574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940146770900574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940146770900574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/adjust-me_114940146770900574.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114940064559243779</id><published>2006-06-04T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:57:25.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ADJUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matagal na rin ang panahong lumipas bago ito muling nabuksan. Hindi man ito natatanaw sa loob ngunit sadyang ito'y ipinapakita. Totoo, isa itong &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kabalintunaan at iyon ang pumupukaw sa akin mula pa nung simula. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong una ay ayaw mo itong buksan. Hindi ko man lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon ay ayaw mo na itong isara. Nararamdaman ko ang nasa loob &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;mo. Nagulat ka, sigurado. Pero parang nagsisi ka ata ng malaman mong nasa iyo na, pinabayaan mo pa. Nakita ko kaagad ang pagbabago. Dahil hindi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;mo agad ito inangkin nung simula at ng malaman mong unti-unti itong lumalayo sa iyo, biglang tumigil ang mundo mo't ginustong agawin ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masakit hindi ba? Sinubukan kong kalimutan ito at heto, nagbabalik kang muli para angkinin ang dapat sa iyo noon na ngayon ay napunta na sa iba. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mabawi mo pa kaya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming istorya. Mahirap ipaliwanag. Gusto ko ng kalimutan ang lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masayang kasama ang mga blockmates ko ngayon. Nakakatuwa kahit sasampu lang kaming mga babae at mayroong dalawampu't pitong kalalakihan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ang mas nakakatuwa pa rito eh, halos lahat sila ay may kamukha na mga kaklase ko dati. Nagulat din ako ng malaman kong kumpleto sa lahat ng talento &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ang aming klase. 'Yung tipong marunong kumanta, sumayaw, mag-instruments, leader, member ng philippine team, nagttaekwondo, nag-jjudo, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;contortionist, majikero, acrobat, at iba pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi rin naman mawawala sa klase ang mga asaran at payabangan. Sa aspetong ito, ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganoong klase (ibig kong sabihin, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sobrang mataas ang lebel). Hindi ko alam kung manhid lang siya o nagpapalagay na hindi siya tinatamaan. Eh paano ba naman, sa sobrang kayabangan, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(ayaw ko ng ituloy, baka kung ano pa masabi ko).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaisip din ako na sa tingin ko eh, parang sobrang nakapag-adjust na ako. Sobrang friendly nila lahat. (Haay, Parsci)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nangyari na naman sa akin ang mga bagay na hindi na ata matanggal-tanggal sa buhay ko. Alam kong, alam mo na iyon. Hindi ko na kailangan pang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;banggitin. (clue: lagi nagaganap tuwing first day of classes nung highschool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At dahil doon, nirrecruit na ako ng dalawang panig; Ang Santugon at ang TAPAT. Pareho ko silang binigyan ng pagkakataon na ako ay i-educate nila &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kanilang partido. At ngayon, gusto nilang ubusin ang kanilang load para lang ipasaload ang celphone ko para lang makareply kung gusto nila akong &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i-screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi pa naman ako nakakapagdesisyon. At baka, hindi na rin ako sumali. Benepisyo na sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng load araw-araw :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumali nga rin pala ako sa Harlequin Theatre Guild. Wala lang, para kasing hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala ang mga ganoong gawain (Nasabi ko na sa &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;inyo iyon 'diba? Mga WATER?). Na-enjoy ko nga ang pakikiupo sa HTG nung Biyernes. Pinaririnig kasi ni kuya kiko sa akin 'yung pag-iinterview lalo na ung &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;dramang, manghihingi ka ng apat na piso. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natuklasan ko rin ang mahiwagang library ng ako lang. Kung saan saan ako napadpad at nakakatuwa talaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frosh Party ng CCS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acquaintance party lang siya. Hiniwa-hiwalay kaming lahat at ginirupo grupo bawat isa. At siyempre, maiilang ka na naman, hindi mo sila lahat kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tata at Ina, maraming salamat sa pagiging sobrang friendly niyo kahapon. :) Hindi ko lubos maisip na ganoon ang naging kinalabasan. At Tata, wala &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;lang. Salamat sa pag-aalaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi lang isa kung hindi apat na. (Alam kong binabasa mo ito. At hindi ito ang magiging dahilan sa isang pagtalikod. Ikaw pa rin naman ang siyang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;nauna!) Nakita ko lahat ng pagtitiyaga. Nakita lahat ng inyong kasipagan para palakasin ang loob ko at ang pagbibigay ng mga pagsuporta. Dadalawang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;linggo pa lang tayo magkakilala, at heto't tinatawag niyo akong idol. Nagulat ako. Hindi ko akalaing sa bilis ng panahon ay magagawa niyo 'yon. At ng &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;tinanong ko kayo kung bakit, ang sagot niyo ay simple lang. Pero sobra akong natinag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahabang post. Tapos ko na ung part3 ng I and She. Nagagawa ko na rin ung mga deviant ako. May mga pics ang block namin na nasa multiply ni &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kitten. I-visit niyo na lang ang url na ito. &lt;a href="http://shopaholic17.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tapos, hanapin niyo ung S17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114940064559243779?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114940064559243779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114940064559243779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940064559243779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940064559243779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/adjust-me_04.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114940053554844103</id><published>2006-06-04T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:55:53.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ADJUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matagal na rin ang panahong lumipas bago ito muling nabuksan. Hindi man ito natatanaw sa loob ngunit sadyang ito'y ipinapakita. Totoo, isa itong &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kabalintunaan at iyon ang pumupukaw sa akin mula pa nung simula. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noong una ay ayaw mo itong buksan. Hindi ko man lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon ay ayaw mo na itong isara. Nararamdaman ko ang nasa loob &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;mo. Nagulat ka, sigurado. Pero parang nagsisi ka ata ng malaman mong nasa iyo na, pinabayaan mo pa. Nakita ko kaagad ang pagbabago. Dahil hindi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;mo agad ito inangkin nung simula at ng malaman mong unti-unti itong lumalayo sa iyo, biglang tumigil ang mundo mo't ginustong agawin ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masakit hindi ba? Sinubukan kong kalimutan ito at heto, nagbabalik kang muli para angkinin ang dapat sa iyo noon na ngayon ay napunta na sa iba. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mabawi mo pa kaya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming istorya. Mahirap ipaliwanag. Gusto ko ng kalimutan ang lahat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masayang kasama ang mga blockmates ko ngayon. Nakakatuwa kahit sasampu lang kaming mga babae at mayroong dalawampu't pitong kalalakihan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ang mas nakakatuwa pa rito eh, halos lahat sila ay may kamukha na mga kaklase ko dati. Nagulat din ako ng malaman kong kumpleto sa lahat ng talento &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ang aming klase. 'Yung tipong marunong kumanta, sumayaw, mag-instruments, leader, member ng philippine team, nagttaekwondo, nag-jjudo, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;contortionist, majikero, acrobat, at iba pa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi rin naman mawawala sa klase ang mga asaran at payabangan. Sa aspetong ito, ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganoong klase (ibig kong sabihin, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sobrang mataas ang lebel). Hindi ko alam kung manhid lang siya o nagpapalagay na hindi siya tinatamaan. Eh paano ba naman, sa sobrang kayabangan, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(ayaw ko ng ituloy, baka kung ano pa masabi ko).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Napaisip din ako na sa tingin ko eh, parang sobrang nakapag-adjust na ako. Sobrang friendly nila lahat. (Haay, Parsci)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nangyari na naman sa akin ang mga bagay na hindi na ata matanggal-tanggal sa buhay ko. Alam kong, alam mo na iyon. Hindi ko na kailangan pang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;banggitin. (clue: lagi nagaganap tuwing first day of classes nung highschool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At dahil doon, nirrecruit na ako ng dalawang panig; Ang Santugon at ang TAPAT. Pareho ko silang binigyan ng pagkakataon na ako ay i-educate nila &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kanilang partido. At ngayon, gusto nilang ubusin ang kanilang load para lang ipasaload ang celphone ko para lang makareply kung gusto nila akong &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i-screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi pa naman ako nakakapagdesisyon. At baka, hindi na rin ako sumali. Benepisyo na sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng load araw-araw :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sumali nga rin pala ako sa Harlequin Theatre Guild. Wala lang, para kasing hindi ako mabubuhay ng wala ang mga ganoong gawain (Nasabi ko na sa &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;inyo iyon 'diba? Mga WATER?). Na-enjoy ko nga ang pakikiupo sa HTG nung Biyernes. Pinaririnig kasi ni kuya kiko sa akin 'yung pag-iinterview lalo na ung &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;dramang, manghihingi ka ng apat na piso. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natuklasan ko rin ang mahiwagang library ng ako lang. Kung saan saan ako napadpad at nakakatuwa talaga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frosh Party ng CCS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acquaintance party lang siya. Hiniwa-hiwalay kaming lahat at ginirupo grupo bawat isa. At siyempre, maiilang ka na naman, hindi mo sila lahat kilala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tata at Ina, maraming salamat sa pagiging sobrang friendly niyo kahapon. :) Hindi ko lubos maisip na ganoon ang naging kinalabasan. At Tata, wala &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;lang. Salamat sa pag-aalaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi lang isa kung hindi apat na. (Alam kong binabasa mo ito. At hindi ito ang magiging dahilan sa isang pagtalikod. Ikaw pa rin naman ang siyang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;nauna!) Nakita ko lahat ng pagtitiyaga. Nakita lahat ng inyong kasipagan para palakasin ang loob ko at ang pagbibigay ng mga pagsuporta. Dadalawang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;linggo pa lang tayo magkakilala, at heto't tinatawag niyo akong idol. Nagulat ako. Hindi ko akalaing sa bilis ng panahon ay magagawa niyo 'yon. At ng &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;tinanong ko kayo kung bakit, ang sagot niyo ay simple lang. Pero sobra akong natinag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahabang post. Tapos ko na ung part3 ng I and She. Nagagawa ko na rin ung mga deviant ako. May mga pics ang block namin na nasa multiply ni &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kitten. I-visit niyo na lang ang url na ito. &lt;a href="http://shopaholic17.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tapos, hanapin niyo ung S17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-=-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Listening: Change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114940053554844103?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114940053554844103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114940053554844103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940053554844103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114940053554844103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/adjust-me.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114925532451604472</id><published>2006-06-02T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:35:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GUSTO KONG MAG-UPDATE..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SIGE MAMAYA NA LANG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;/* PROMISE */&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114925532451604472?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114925532451604472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114925532451604472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114925532451604472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114925532451604472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/06/update-gusto-kong-mag-update.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114830315452337119</id><published>2006-05-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:05:54.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;COMMENTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindi ko na alam kung bakit... pero, nagiging hobby ko na ang magcomment sa mga entries ng mga kapwa kong gumagamit ng TABULAS. yey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Past time ko na ang mag-blog. Kaya, magiging past time ko na rin ang mag-comment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero, seriously... IT'S A SMALL WORLD! Sa mga kababasa ko ng entries, marami akong nakilalang kapwa ko Lasallian, mga kablockmates! mga kaklase ko dati, at mismong kapitbahay ko na ngayon ko lang nadiskubreng may account sa tabulas. Small world, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakakatuwa rin ang mga entries na nababasa ko. Mayroong nagpapayo tungkol sa mga kapwa niyang broken-hearted sa tonong pangreresbak at kung minsan eh, natuturo nila kung paano tumagal sa karelasyon mong ayaw mo ng makita pero ayaw mong pakawalan dahil ayaw mong ibigay sa iba. Mas marami naman akong nababasa tungkol sa mga pakikipagsapalaran sa bawat araw na tinatahak nila. Nakakatuwa kasi, napakasayahin nilang magkwento. 'yung tipong, &amp;quot;nahulog pa nga ako sa man-hole eh,&amp;quot; pero ang ginawa, &amp;quot;tinawanan ko lang, kasi nakakatawa talaga ako!&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Meron ding mga maddrama... Hindi na daw nila kayang mabuhay sa mundo. Hindi na daw sila makakahinga kapag nawala ang kanilang gusto. Hindi na raw sila makakatulog kapag iniwan ng ganito - ganyan. Pero, ang maganda sa part na 'yun eh &amp;quot;may papansin ba sa akin? sagutin niyo ako!&amp;quot; (uy, teka.. hindi ako nagsabi niyan. nabasa ko lang. :P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakakatuwa talaga ang magkaroon ng sariling blog. Natutukoy mo o naalala mo ang mga pangyayaring nangyari sa iyo tungkol sa buhay mo. Masaya man o malungkot, parte na ng buhay 'yun. Ang maganda na nga lang eh, pwede mong tawanan ang mga nagawa mong katawa-tawa o pwede mo namang sabihing &amp;quot;Ako ba 'yan?&amp;quot; kung ikaw ay nag-improve na at hindi na makapaniwalang ginawa mo ang isang karumal-dumal na gawain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Masaya, Malungkot, at minsan nakakatakot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parte na ng buhay 'yan. Papalag ka pa ba?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: LCH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114830315452337119?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114830315452337119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114830315452337119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114830315452337119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114830315452337119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/05/comments-parte-na-ng-buhay-yan.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114818562793825617</id><published>2006-05-21T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T12:27:08.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BISITAHIN NIYO..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natapos ko rin sa wakas.. Ngayon, ung Polly website naman. Maraming salamat nga pala sa mga tumulong na gawing 10000+ hits ang aking hit counter. Baka kasi masira ko ang nag-iisang natirang ruling ko dito sa blog ko (Ang pagpalit ng lay-out tuwing ika-2000 hit ng counter).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mag-uupdate na rin ako. Sa isang himalang pagkakataon, nakabili ang buong block namin ng ticket para sa Da Vinci Code sa Gateway. Pero sinayang ko lang ang pagkakataong mapanood ito nang magdesisyon akong umuwi na lamang sa bahay dahil ako ay gagabihin. naawa sa akin ang iba kong mga kablockmate; sabi nila, kung wala daw akong kasama sa susunod na punta ko, willing daw silang mag-second time around sa kakapanood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Paano ako nakabili ng ticket? Pinakita ko ID ko. I mean, ung EAF ko (DLSU). Tapos wala na silang tinanong. 'Yun lang. &lt;strong&gt;TIP&lt;/strong&gt;: bumili ka rin ng ticket kapag mahaba ang pila o kaya maraming tao. Minsan kasi tinatamad na para hingin ung ID. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Galing din pala ako ng DLSU kanina. Uhm, hindi naman sa sobrang ikli ng pila para sa pe uniform, naikot lang naman namin ang sakop ng swimming pool. Ang weird din ng sizes ng shirt and pants nila. Biruin mo, sa shirt XXS ako. Tapos sa pants 4XL naman. Pero nung sinukat ko na pagdating ko sa bahay, sakto lang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nakakain ako ng ice cream kanina. Ang pangalan niya eh, ICE TEA tapos ang flavor, super chocolate. Masarap naman. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nalulungkot ako. Hindi ako nakasama sa liga ng volleyball dito sa amin. Kasalanan ko rin naman eh. Nagback-out ako kasi pasukan na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Baka mag-dorm na nga rin pala ako sabi ni papa. Ang hirap kasi sa sked ko eh napakalayo ng interval! mga 4 na oras akong nakatambay sa kung saan. Hindi naman ako makauwi dahil sayang ang pamasahe at baka ma-late pa ako pagbalik. Saan ako pupunta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uuwi na nga pala ang pamilya ko bukas dito. Salamat! Sa 43 na araw ng pag-iisa, makakapagpahinga na rin ako ng matiwasay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sana bumalik - balik ka sa url na ito. Hayaan mong ipadama mo sa akin ang pagnanais mong makatulong. Balik-balikan mo lang at tataas ang hits ko. At kapag mataas ang hits ko, mataas din ang posibleng posisyon ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming salamat sa walang sawang pagsuporta at pagbisita. Mabasa mo man o hindi ang mga nakalagay dito, ang importante sa ngayon ay madalaw mo o masulyapan man lang ng iyong kompyuter ang url na ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Inaantok na ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: Firaga's best&lt;br/&gt;Currently Listening: We belong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114818562793825617?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114818562793825617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114818562793825617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114818562793825617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114818562793825617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/05/bisitahin-niyo_21.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114813739692082405</id><published>2006-05-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:03:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BISITAHIN NIYO..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Natapos ko rin sa wakas.. Ngayon, ung Polly website naman. Maraming salamat nga pala sa mga tumulong na gawing 10000+ hits ang aking hit counter. Baka kasi masira ko ang nag-iisang natirang ruling ko dito sa blog ko (Ang pagpalit ng lay-out tuwing ika-2000 hit ng counter).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mag-uupdate na rin ako. Sa isang himalang pagkakataon, nakabili ang buong block namin ng ticket para sa Da Vinci Code sa Gateway. Pero sinayang ko lang ang pagkakataong mapanood ito nang magdesisyon akong umuwi na lamang sa bahay dahil ako ay gagabihin. naawa sa akin ang iba kong mga kablockmate; sabi nila, kung wala daw akong kasama sa susunod na punta ko, willing daw silang mag-second time around sa kakapanood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Paano ako nakabili ng ticket? Pinakita ko ID ko. I mean, ung EAF ko (DLSU). Tapos wala na silang tinanong. 'Yun lang. &lt;strong&gt;TIP&lt;/strong&gt;: bumili ka rin ng ticket kapag mahaba ang pila o kaya maraming tao. Minsan kasi tinatamad na para hingin ung ID. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Galing din pala ako ng DLSU kanina. Uhm, hindi naman sa sobrang ikli ng pila para sa pe uniform, naikot lang naman namin ang sakop ng swimming pool. Ang weird din ng sizes ng shirt and pants nila. Biruin mo, sa shirt XXS ako. Tapos sa pants 4XL naman. Pero nung sinukat ko na pagdating ko sa bahay, sakto lang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nalulungkot ako. Hindi ako nakasama sa liga ng volleyball dito sa amin. Kasalanan ko rin naman eh. Nagback-out ako kasi pasukan na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Baka mag-dorm na nga rin pala ako sabi ni papa. Ang hirap kasi sa sked ko eh napakalayo ng interval! mga 4 na oras akong nakatambay sa kung saan. Hindi naman ako makauwi dahil sayang ang pamasahe at baka ma-late pa ako pagbalik. Saan ako pupunta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uuwi na nga pala ang pamilya ko bukas dito. Salamat! Sa 43 na araw ng pag-iisa, makakapagpahinga na rin ako ng matiwasay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sana bumalik - balik ka sa url na ito. Hayaan mong ipadama mo sa akin ang pagnanais mong makatulong. Balik-balikan mo lang at tataas ang hits ko. At kapag mataas ang hits ko, mataas din ang posibleng posisyon ko. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maraming salamat sa walang sawang pagsuporta at pagbisita. Mabasa mo man o hindi ang mga nakalagay dito, ang importante sa ngayon ay madalaw mo o masulyapan man lang ng iyong kompyuter ang url na ito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Inaantok na ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently Watching: Firaga's best&lt;br/&gt;Currently Listening: We belong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114813739692082405?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114813739692082405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114813739692082405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114813739692082405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114813739692082405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/05/bisitahin-niyo.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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-14748118.post-114803619082661096</id><published>2006-05-19T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T18:56:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VERSION6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Totoo, sinabi ko mismo sa aking tagboard na ang susunod na lay-out ay isang DLSU template. Sa ngayon, ito ay maaring ma-move bilang version7, 8 or so on sa mga susunod pang mga lay-out. Isang dahilan kung bakit ko ito i-mmove kasi, sa block namin.. (kahit hindi pa nagsisimula ang klase) (at ayon naman sa aming lahat ay marunong gumawa ng site...) Napagkasunduan naming magkaroon ng sariling site para sa malalim pang pagkakakilanlan. At isang website naman para sa Polly industries. Tama ba ako? Vince? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At ang site naming ito ay isang uri ng paligsahan. Ang premyong matatanggap namin dito, ay limang libong piso at mga gift certificates mula sa kumpanya ng mga bag at wallet nila Vince. Ang sabi kasi ng parents niya, hindi daw nakuha ang first prize nung nagpapaligsahan sila kaya sinubukan sa amin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ito ung contents para sa BLOCK site..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mayroong larawan ng mga bulaklak (hindi dapat bright...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dark and blog formal ang lay-out (para mag jive sa mga bulaklak)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Texts are clear and readable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Added graphics are not necessary dark but not contrasts the overall look of the site&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HTML coding and Links are to be judged &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creative and has unique output&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit counters (use amazing counters) are also added as a plus point&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;easy to revised and to retaliate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ito naman ung sa Polly Website&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Professional and advertising look of the website&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No coding or add-ons restriction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easy to revised and to retaliate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creative, unique and has to catch viewers attention&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit counters are also added as a plus point (revisit does not count)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;has a proxy server&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;has complete details and information about Polly bags and wallets products&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Texts and catchy phrases should be clear and readable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Website, text and graphics rules still apply&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Deadline: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BLOCK : May 22 (uploaded to server)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May 23 (judging)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Polly WEBSITE: May 31 (uploaded to server)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; June 1 (judging)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *sayang ang pagkakataon.. limang libo rin un.. kaya ito, ginagawa ko na ang para sa block site.. malapit ko na rin siya matapos.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ipagdasal niyo na naman ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;i am alone. you depicted me. you left me burdened all of this in silene. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14748118-114803619082661096?l=pixtudio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/feeds/114803619082661096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14748118&amp;postID=114803619082661096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114803619082661096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14748118/posts/default/114803619082661096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixtudio.blogspot.com/2006/05/version6-sayang-ang-pagkakataon.html' title=''/><author><name>:: susie ::</name><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>
