<?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-5456561314460649517</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:19:42.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Mad Hopes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6019079786090265976</id><published>2009-03-30T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:22:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired of being alone..</title><content type='html'>..so hurry up and get here.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-6019079786090265976?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6019079786090265976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=6019079786090265976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6019079786090265976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6019079786090265976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-tired-of-being-alone.html' title='So tired of being alone..'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2868474797865526577</id><published>2009-03-18T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:54:46.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer: Imminent yet Elusive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I make a to-do list every time I have the chance. Always. On paper, on my palm, everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I misplace them though. Always. Throw them away, get smudged, everytime.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now since I always go online, I think Multiply will take good care of my list of things to do before summer officially kicks off. (The heat, seemingly, is REALLY excited though. School days aren't over and it's now as hot as hell.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Mikhail, DO US:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Revise revise revise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for CW10. Eight paper revisions baby! (2 POVs, 2 dialogue, 2 character sketch, an artist date and the final paper) // 31 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; an EXCELLENT (and intimidating, ehem) final paper for Geog1 so that Sir Eman won't have room to complain haha! // 26 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with groupmates in Geog1 to devise a final project. AVP mehn! What to do? // 19 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Execute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; what was planned in number 3. // 24 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for Geog1's group exam. // 26 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in Geog1's takehome exam. (Yes it has that MANY requirements hahaha!) // 26 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brainstorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with PanPil17's fabulous (haha) groupmates for the subject's final project. // 20 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; an MTV/A Day in the Life episode for number 7. // March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the ES11 finals and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PRAY HARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; that LE5's results will be GOOOOD. // 30 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in EEE23's LE4 (IT IS MY ONLY HOPE) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;study real hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for the comprehensive exam. // 26 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; summer classes. ES12 (not sure) and/or 1 MST + 1 PE class. PLEEEEASE CRS. Hit on an RA (kidding). // 31 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Nueva Ecija at least once before the start of summer classes. // before 14 April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have DQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with BEBS's (kastress plural) hahaha. // as soon as "funds" are in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; D5 documentation to Meralco. // roughly 15 hours from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; shirts so that my sister will stop nagging me. (SUPER IMPORTANT HAHAHA) // ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Attend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; that last CWTS MilSci class (aww), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;arrive on time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;CELEBRATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;! // 21 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; things. // later than sooner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2868474797865526577?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2868474797865526577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2868474797865526577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2868474797865526577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2868474797865526577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer-imminent-yet-elusive.html' title='Summer: Imminent yet Elusive.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-3662736045222342401</id><published>2009-03-16T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:18:27.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;Something bothers me. (Or no, make that some things.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;1. This weekend was a blur. It was like a gray area where you can't tell what the bad news is from the good one. Good news was that I didn't have major academic work to do. Sundays were usually devoted for reviewing suggested problems for ES11, yet I always end up checking out the solutions manual. ES11 labs are now things of the past and I DEFINITELY do not plan to encounter them AGAIN. Ever. So now that I have nothing to do on Sundays, something haunts me -- and here, the good news becomes the bad. It's this point where I just conjure random ideas in my mind and I always end up feeling bad. It's like something big and heavy and hardcore is waiting for me as payment to this free and petiks weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;2. My CW10 prof mentioned something about middle age, and it scared the hell out of me. He said that being middle aged (say late 20s to early 30s) is the point wherein life stops giving and starts taking away. It's when your parents are dying, you are on your own, your friends take different paths and make lives of their own. The thought is just plain sad and scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;3. Old school Jason Mraz music is beautiful, and the world is dysfunctional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;4. Labels are problematic. We had a discussion on PanPil17 reagrding some issues on sexuality and religion. The major conflict I think that this world has is that it sticks too much on labels. Categorizing people. Distinguishing one from the other. Black. White. Straight. Homo. Rich. Poor. Christian. Muslim. People never stop finding ways of separating themselves from the other and it is the human truth and tragedy -- that we always speak of unity, of togetherness, yet we are the very same people who make these things impossible to attain. One thought struck me: On the atomic level, we are all of the same species. Just a thought to ponder on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;4. I don't know why some people spell whoa as woah. Yes, they sound alike.. but I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida sans unicode', lucida;"&gt;5. Some people think they can, so they do. Some cross the street wisely. Others do not need constant reminders that they do exist, and that they are important -- of a certain value to others. Some people stick to their own beliefs, while respecting the belief of others. There are people who love people no matter what. Some people are better. Some think -- and act. And to the people mentioned above, I extend to you my pure admiration and gratitude and appreciation. And to a selected few, the only thing I can extend to you is my middle finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-3662736045222342401?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3662736045222342401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=3662736045222342401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3662736045222342401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3662736045222342401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/soup.html' title='Soup.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-9029748363988589166</id><published>2009-03-11T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:30:14.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scalar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From almost everyone in my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Do you think you're wasting your time on the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Can you fill this out without lying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't promise that. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. What was the last thing someone bought for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pamasahe? Yeah yun nga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. What's the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kalamay galing sa Nueva Ecija.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. Have you ever kissed anyone named Timothy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nope haha ang random naman neto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;McDonald's Philcoa. UP Fair turned Valentine group date haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. Name someone that made you laugh today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alain: Scalar ang buhay ko. Walang direksyon. (Rakenrol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. When was the last time you saw number 7 on your top friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Di ko alam yang numbering sa top friends na yan e hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm 2am. Reviewing for ES11's last exam! Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha hmm. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. Which of your friends lives closest to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dane? Haha sya lang alam ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oo naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. Where is your biological father right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sleeping sa kabilang kwarto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. When is your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;December 13th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. Who took your profile picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Si Mikka yata hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;16. Who was the last person you took a picture with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm.. wow.. wait. Dagitab steercom. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;17. Was yesterday better than today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes yes. Tomorrow's gonna be waaaay better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;18. What are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wait Until Tomorrow, John Mayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;19. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes they do. They keep us sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;20. What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pajamas haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;21. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;NUEVA ECIJA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;22. Is anything bothering you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm yeah. As always. Lagi akong bothered haha. Random stuff. And people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;23. What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Panyo at relos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;24. How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scalar hahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;25. Do you hate anyone and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nope. None at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;26. Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;27. Are you happier single or in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Steady lang both. There are days when one seems to feel better than the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;28. Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;YES. Galit lang hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;29. Have you ever told someone you loved them and didn't mean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm this I can honestly say no. :) Weak ako eh hahaha. Sincere parati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;30. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;31. If you could go back in time and change things, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm too lazy to think this one out so I'd say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;32. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;33. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;34. Ever want to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;35. Ever kissed your friend's boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;36. Do you like anyone now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes I do. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;37. When did you last kiss someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kahapon ng umaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;38. Who did you last kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;39. What school do you attend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peyups Diliman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;40. Are you currently losing a close friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm.. Alam na. Points upward. Pero nope, di yan. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;41. Who are your best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Team Points Upward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;42. You like your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah. Lightweight e. Portable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;43. What is your favorite number, color, and animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2, Red, PANDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;44. What is your ym name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;jgsolitario13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;45. Plans this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;NOT to sleep in PanPil. Do the docu for Meralco. Inomnomnomnom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;46. Your mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sleepy pero hindi pa pwede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;47. What is your mobile number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;0927250890x.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;48. You own an ipod?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes. Shuffle. Pero semi-dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;49. What was the last text message you received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Inaantok na ko e. E natulog ako kaninang hapon. -Mikka Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;50. What did you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reviewed for ES11. Slept for 15 mins. Took the exam. Had dinner n times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;51. Missing someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;52. You regret anything that has happened in the past week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm yeah yeah. Unnecessary gastos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;53. What's the greatest thing that happened to you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went from a non-passing to a passing status sa ES11! Rakenrol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;54. How many TRUE friends do you have that you can tell anything to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Less than five. Haha. Mga 4 and 1/3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;55. Would you rather get up early or sleep in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SLEEP IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;56. Tell me about the shirt you're wearing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kulay brown. So gusto ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;57. What would you change about your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Class standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;58. Last haircut:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Feb 13 yata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;59. Would you rather be mad or sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mad as in crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;60. What's the worst feeling in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodbyes. And dining alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;61. When were you last outside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kanina lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;62. Name one fear you have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Swimming pool holes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;63. Does the thought of marriage scare you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nope/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;64. What's your favorite color to wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neutrals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;65. Who was the last person in your bedroom besides family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My brother's classmates. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;66. Do you get bored easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes. Badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;67. What's something that someone can do that really bothers you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be irrational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;68. Do you wish you were famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At times, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;69. When you go to the beach, do you swim or lay out more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Swim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;70. What are you obsessed with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do webcomics count? Food haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;71. What's your favorite song at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In Your Atmosphere ni John Mayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;72. Do you like going to the mall to shop or just shopping online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mall. Pero rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;73. Can music affect your mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;74. What do you think that the one you like is doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chatting with me? Hahaha. Sino kaya? Yikee. Dami e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;75. Is someone missing you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;76. Do you remember the person you first kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;77. Have you ever kissed someone you weren't dating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;78. Ever kissed an ex after you broke up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;79. Ever kissed anyone on your top friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;80. Ever kissed someone younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;81. Older than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;82. Have you ever kissed someone you didn't like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-9029748363988589166?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/9029748363988589166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=9029748363988589166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/9029748363988589166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/9029748363988589166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/scalar.html' title='Scalar.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6270632536998184213</id><published>2009-03-02T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:16:36.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto Ko Na Lumayas Survey (From Rach)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;100 Questions about 8 friends/people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;1. Alain Rodil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;2. Tita Rach Javier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;3. Mikka Loser Lagrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;4. Kennymae Banzon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;5. Marky Perez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;6. Chuva Mendoza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;7. JMac (with the B) Macabasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;8. Jowiejoy Maulawin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;1. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm nitong sem lang. Hehe. December yata. Basta Eng'g Week nun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;2. WHAT DO YOU ENJOY DOING MOST WITH 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Laughtrip, sakitan at sex talk hahahaha. Sya lang makakagets neto. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;3. HAVE YOU EVER DATED 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yeah sa Trinoma haha nung nagpolo hunting ako at grocery sya. O sabi sayo magulo buhay 'nya' eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;4. HAVE YOU EVER KISSED 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm nope. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;5. NAME ONE MEMORY YOU HAVE WITH 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm madami e haha. Pero sige yung date na lang namin. At ang occassional/more often than not sakitan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;6. WHAT IS 3's MIDDLE NAME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Ay meron ba? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;7. WHERE DOES 3 LIVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Sa may LKB (pero LB sa kanila). Magkastreet sila ni.. hmm.. hahaha! Saka sa Maynila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;8. DO YOU LOVE 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yes sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;9. DOES 3 DATE ANYONE ELSE ON YOUR TOP 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm wala e. Isipin natin, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RA&lt;/span&gt;! Pero di ako boto dyan. Presko e. Tsk. Feeler much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;10. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Mahaba ang pasensya nya sobra. At gets nya ko parati. Sya yung hihiritan pa ang mga hirit ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;10. WHAT IS 7's FULL NAME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Jesse Paulo Macabasco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;11. HOW DID YOU MEET 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Blockmates kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;12. HAVE YOU EVER HUNG OUT WITH 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yeah haha nabuo ang bonding namin sa EEE11! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;13. NAME ONE INTERESTING THING ABOUT 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm.. bukod sa matanda sya.. joke! Haha.  May kakambal sya. Si Basty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;14. WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING FOR 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Depende hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;15. NAME SOMETHING 7 IS GOOD AT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Being stressed tungkol sa acads. K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;16. ARE YOU OLDER OR YOUNGER THAN 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;YOUNGER. No question about that. Haha peace JMac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;18. EVER DONE ANYTHING ILLEGAL WITH NUMBER 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Whoa haha. Sana meron no. Para naipasa namin ang EEE11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;21. WHERE DOES 6 LIVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Sa malayong lupain ng Bulacan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;22. DO YOU HAVE ANY REGRETS WITH 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm nope? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;23. DO YOU KNOW 6'S MIDDLE NAME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Alam ko U yun e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;24. ARE YOU RELATED TO 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Haha nope. Not yet. Hahaha. Kidding! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;25. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm almost two years na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;26. ARE YOU IN 6'S TOP 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm I dunno. Di sya nag-Multiply madalas e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;27. EVER LAUGHED WITH 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hahaha oo. Ang hirap na hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;28. WOULD 6 BE THERE FOR YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm I think so. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;29. WOULD YOU BE THERE FOR 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Oo naman. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;30. WHAT DO YOU LIKE MOST ABOUT 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm makulit. At sobrang sabaw laughtip pag kasama sya. And.. thoughtful. :) Nacu-cutean sa lahat ng bagay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;31. HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm steady lang. Hindi pa rin naman kami matagal na matagal magkakilala. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;32. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Sabado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;34. WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU'RE WITH 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Kwento, kinig, epal sa kwento, BV/away (haha), kain, kwento, lakad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;35. HOW DID YOU MEET 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;We're orgmates ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;37. HAVE YOU EVER KISSED 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hahahaha. Cue jeep conversation: Uy nagkita nga pala kami ni Chick kanina bago tayo magkita.. Okay lang? Hahahahaha. K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;38. DO YOU LOVE 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yes sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;40. WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING FOR 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm haha depende kung kaya ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;41. WHERE DID YOU MEET 4 AT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;ERG lang din. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;42. YOU RELATED TO 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Haha girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;44. DID YOU EVER GO TO SCHOOL WITH 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yeaaah. Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;45. IS 4 A FUN PERSON TO BE WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;46. ARE YOU ON 4'S TOP 8 LIST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Haha I not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;47. WHEN IS 4'S BIRTHDAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;September 3. Sana tama! *crosses fingers.. and toes* (para full effect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;48. WOULD YOU GO ON A TRIP WITH 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yes yes. Bus ride to MOA. And moooore places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;49. HOW OFTEN DO YOU GET TO SEE 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Mondays and Saturdays rarely, Tuesdays and Thursdays sureball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;50. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Kaladkarin. Open-minded. Masarap kausap. We get along well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;51. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Since 1st year 2nd sem. A year++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;52. WHEN DID YOU LAST SEE 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Saturday. Dagitab 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;53. EVER DATED 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Uhh no haha weeeeird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;54. DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING IN COMMON WITH 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;We love red! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;55. WOULD YOU TAKE A BULLET FOR 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Haha sure. Gusto ko din mabaril e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;56. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL WITH 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;57. HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO KILL 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hahahaha nope. Graceful kami e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;58. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU DID WITH 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Dagitab Steercom overnight and culmination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;59. WHAT IS THE NEXT THING YOU WILL DO WITH 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Nood ng Watchmen sa iMax (yata) and/or D5 Steercom night out! Rahk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;60. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Mabuti syang kaibigan hehe. At trustworthy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;63. WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING FOR 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Sadly, yes. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;64. WHERE DOES 1 LIVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Xanland at LP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;66. HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN IN TROUBLE WITH 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Haha hmm hindi pa naman yata. Pero madaming muntik na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;67. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE THING TO DO WITH 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Lahat halos hahaha. Kumain the best syempre. Inuman din. Mag-aral? Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;69. BEST MEMORY WITH 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Sobrang dami. Hahahaha. As in. Yung mga relative-ang-forever at pinaghirapan-na-ang-smiley na mga usapan. Sabaw acads. YM conversations na puno ng substance and/or conflict. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;70. DO YOU LOVE 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Bading na sagot hahaha pero oo, very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;71. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm for a couple of weeks pa lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;72. HAVE YOU EVER LIVED WITH 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;I wish! Hahaha ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;73. HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO DATE 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Yes yes. Haha. Alam naman nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;74. DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL MEMORIES WITH 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Magkakaron pa lang. Haha. Kbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;75. ARE YOU NUMBER 1 ON 8'S TOP 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Oo yata eh. Haha. LOL. Tibay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;76. HAVE YOU EVER FOUGHT WITH 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Uhh nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;78. WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING FOR 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;We'll see. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;79. DO YOU LOVE 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;She's interesting. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Her personality. Kaladkarin din at squatter. Haha. And those are good things ah. And foodie din. Watdat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;81. WHICH WAS THE LAST ONE YOU SAW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Numbers 1, 6 and 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;82. WHICH ONE WILL YOU SEE NEXT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Number 2 at 3 sa interview at 1 sa CW10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;83. WHICH ONE DID YOU LAST TALK TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Sa landline? Wala e. Namiss ko tuloy makipag telebabad. Wanted: phonepals. Haha. Sa mobile si Number 2 via her Sun number, nung magsisimba kami ng Ash Wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;85. WHICH ONE DID YOU LAST TEXT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;86. WHICH ONE DID YOU LAST IM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;87. WHICH ONE IS THE EASIEST TO TALK TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Hmm hirap ah. Numbers 1 to 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;88. WHICH ONE DO YOU TRUST THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Numbers 1-4 din. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;89. WHICH ONE KNOWS YOU BEST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Whoa hirap. Haha. 1 probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;90. WHICH ONE DO YOU LOVE THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Ah eto mahirap talaga sagutin. Pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;91. WHICH ONE DO YOU HAVE THE MOST IN COMMON WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;92. WHICH ONE DO YOU MISS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 1 din. :| And Numbers 3 and 8 para runners-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;93. WHICH ONE HAVE YOU SPENT THE MOST TIME WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;94. WHICH ONE DO YOU TALK TO MOST RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Now? Numbers 2. By a mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;95. WHICH ONE LISTENS THE BEST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Numbers 1 and 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;96. WHICH ONE HAS BEEN THERE FOR YOU THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Numbers 1 and 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;97. WHICH ONE IS THE FUNNIEST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 3. Hands down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;98. WHICH ONE LAUGHS THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 3 pa din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;99. WHICH ONE HAVE YOU CRIED WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Haha wala pa. I rarely cry in front of other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;100. WHICH ONE WILL REPOST THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;Number 3 probably. Haha. Si Number 2 meron na e. 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href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/gusto-ko-na-lumayas-survey-from-rach.html' title='Gusto Ko Na Lumayas Survey (From Rach)'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-7614814088733925945</id><published>2009-03-01T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:04:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXHAUSTING Photo Survey (from Tita)</title><content type='html'> Website/s I visit most often:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://ryanagraves.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/plurk_logo.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/470958094_cadd1a7329.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://science.kukuchew.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/explosm-evolution-t-shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;explosm.net for Cyanide and Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/fail-owned-bike-lock-owner-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite book/s:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n11/n55285.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n7/n38037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/0099437961.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://mrguerrero.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/lwfc-cover-small1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.youthblog.org/archives/angels_and_demons_1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/79/233936662_94b00c6e44_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TV show/s I like:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.nudecelebritydeathsuv.com/PrisonBreak_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.impawards.com/tv/posters/big_bang_theory.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The car I drive (or want to drive, for that matter):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.jordancarrental.com/carimg/33Mazda_3_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://upload.moldova.org/auto/News/nissan%20xtrail%2040/2002_Nissan_XTrail_GT_800x600_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The cars other family members drive:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.manntours.com/carrental/gifs/honda_city_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.toyota-revo.com/images/albums/NewAlbum_195d6/tn_ToyotaRevo02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://k53.pbase.com/u44/kluken/large/40302380.1987NissanSentra.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.autoclub.com.au/uploaded_images/chevrolet-captiva-sport-2008-700609.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The browser I use for internet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://blogs.zdnet.com/security/images/apple_safari.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The place where I was born:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.dumagueteinfo.com/images/manila-map.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The place where I live now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.dumagueteinfo.com/images/caloocan-map.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last movie/s I watched:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.dvd-collector.com/affiche/jeux-d-enfants.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At home/school: Jeux d'Enfants. Hello Inez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/2989888968_0150956af9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Something I can hear right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://in-cebu.net/cebu-appliance-center/images/SA-76P.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.achosp.org/images/snore300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A celebrity I find extremely annoying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s29/dax304/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A TV show/s I watched as a child:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/955/artattackdh4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite brand of jeans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.kitmeout.com/fashion/lee_jeans.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clothing store/s I like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://siva-ph.jobstreet.com/agena/development/source/default/logo/fnh_1.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PEOPLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size: 32px;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.epinoymall.com/products/full/surplus%20shop_BIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Countries I've been to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.kakinan.com/alex/archives/August2007/images/Singapore_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.freewebs.com/gcbinaural/Flags/Philippines_flag.gif"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.33ff.com/flags/XL_flags/Indonesia_flag.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My email provider:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://chattahbox.com/images/2009/01/gmail.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/05/yahoo_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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Each blog starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br&gt;2. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.&lt;br&gt;3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br&gt;4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;TEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dalawang beses ako nag-grade one.&lt;/span&gt; Una akong nag-grade one sa Mary's Little Angels Montessori school sa Calipahan, Nueva Ecija. Ewan ko iba na daw pangalan netong school na 'to ngayon. Share lang, baka kasi balak nyo puntahan. Bumalik kami sa Manila para magenrol ako sa St Joseph School sa Tondo pero di ako tinaggap kasi underage pa ko. So bumalik ako ng Nueva Ecija para mag-grade one uli sa La Torre Elementary School. So yeah, sayang isang taon. Parehas naman akong first honors so hindi pa ko bobo nung bata ako. If you do the Math, dapat 3rd year college na ko ngayon which pretty much scares me. Una. kasi isang malaking kasabawan na ang acads ko ngayon, what more kung umadvance pa ko ng isang taon. Ikalawa, kung higher year ako, sobrang daming magbabago. Hindi ko makikilala ang mga taong nakilala ko all throughout school life. O diba. No regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The best part about buying new stuff is that I get to peel price tags.&lt;/span&gt; Sorry favorite ko talaga. Hahaha. Okay ang random neto. Ang sarap lang talaga magpeel ng price taaaags.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My body has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a built-in Deluminator. &lt;/span&gt;I have this weird experience which kept on recurring that when I pass by a lamp post, it suddenly turns on or turns off. And nope, I'm not kidding nor dreaming here. Seryoso 'to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I easily forget stuff&lt;/span&gt;. Really. Say, for example, I go upstairs to fetch something. I climb the stairs and when I am there, I already forget what I was supposed to get. Grr. This one really gets into my nerves at times. Otherwise, I just laugh it off. TTL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pizza makes me poop.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. Or maybe it's the quantity. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A big part of me is non-conformist.&lt;/span&gt; I rarely go to church. Once something goes mainstream, meaning a lot of people like it, it suddenly loses appeal to me. I watched Heroes and the next day everyone watches it na din, so hindi ko na pinanuod. Kaya di ko alam kung bakit ko 'to sinasagutan. Haha baka siguro napressure ako kay Iris :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natutuwa ako sa kahit anong lugar na may aircon and/or may chickenjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wag kang mag-alala, naniniwala pa rin akong may higher supreme being. &lt;/span&gt;The world is too beautiful, complex and amazing para maging isang malaking coincidence lang. Say, for example, the nuclear force holding the universe was 2% (a very small amount) stronger than it is now, then di-protons would be stable and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hydrogen would not fuse into deuterium and helium, totally revising the physics of the stars, making life on the universe impossible. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am lazy beyond compare. &lt;/span&gt;Tulad ngayon, I should be studying for ES11's lab session tomorrow pero all I did was to stare at the book and sleep. I slept for 17 hours kanina. Oha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE IS MY RELIGION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;// TAG YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7377145645432191371?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1943186359741807121</id><published>2009-02-26T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:10:22.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five miles an hour.</title><content type='html'>No one was ever made to choose.&lt;div&gt;You were never forced to choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were asked to balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1943186359741807121?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1943186359741807121/comments/default' title='Post 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes things just won't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-4686415981276384436?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4686415981276384436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=4686415981276384436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4686415981276384436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pre;"&gt;http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2233878.ece&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;-_-;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7948631852447756877?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7948631852447756877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=7948631852447756877' title='0 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Nagpapanic ako.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yun bang bigla ka na lang matitigilan dahil sabi sa Rainlendar mo, Feb 15 na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yun bang tingin mo ang bilis ng oras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yun bang pakiramdam mo napag iiwanan ka na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nagpapanic ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when I'm getting the hang of things (read: acads), biglang matatapos na yung sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week, nakakasa na ang mga exams, papers at iba pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagtapos nun, huling linggo na ng Pebrero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapos, March na. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapos, tapos na. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nagpapanic ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andami ko pang gustong ayusin, ilagay sa ayos, ibalik sa ayos, at ialis uli sa ayos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nagpapanic ako.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- 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title='Ain&amp;#39;t No Sunshine.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-3971649259725548228</id><published>2009-01-31T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:58:11.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dagitab 5: An Introductory EEE Workshop for High School Students</title><content type='html'>http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/4OiDScDGqhWIq9FRiOH2wf6_5lVVBftIpDj2s2-H4YAYMwtic3X_k8hTH7ho4j9GaQLrl61RJ5iil3TqJ4iIzzcqQXHFsGKhiJx-8A/Publicity/Dagitabposter.jpg   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1531851880216897234</id><published>2009-01-30T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:44:35.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang gusto ko para sa Valentines ay..</title><content type='html'>NEW THEME. :| Yun lang.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1531851880216897234?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1531851880216897234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=1531851880216897234' title='0 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Kalandian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender userSent YID_Mikhail" id="ms__id18" senderid="Mikhail"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book';"&gt;YM Conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender userSent YID_Mikhail" id="ms__id19" senderid="Mikhail"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender userSent YID_Mikhail" id="ms__id19" senderid="Mikhail"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;Mikhail&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:13:03 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;I just visited Multiply.. and.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender userSent YID_Mikhail" id="ms__id20" senderid="Mikhail"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;Mikhail&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:13:07 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;SHE MISSED ME &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id21" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:15:24 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id22" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:15:25 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id23" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:15:30 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;pano ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id24" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:15:31 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id25" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:15:32 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;joke lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id25" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;Mikhail&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009 10:15:39  PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;Hahaha  sige sige post ko to&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id25" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book';"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:16:04 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;tae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id25" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book';"&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id32" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:16:05 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  userSent YID_Mikhail" id="ms__id33" senderid="Mikhail"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;Mikhail&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:16:11 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;Hahahaha patay ka&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id34" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:16:13 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;loko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id35" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:16:14 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  userSent YID_Mikhail" id="ms__id36" senderid="Mikhail"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;Mikhail&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:17:18 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id37" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:17:36 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;pede rin ipost..  haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id38" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:17:40 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;tapos magtotodo deny  ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id39" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;Ronald&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt; (1/29/2009  10:17:41 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id39" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id39" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makalipas ang ilang saglit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_Ronald" id="ms__id39" senderid="Ronald"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id2" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:45:40 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;mikhail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id3" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (1/29/2009 10:45:42 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;post mo yung kanina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  userSent YID_jgsolitario13" id="ms__id4" senderid="jgsolitario13"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mikhail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:45:42 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id5" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:45:43 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id6" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (1/29/2009 10:45:46 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;para may thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  userSent YID_jgsolitario13" id="ms__id7" senderid="jgsolitario13"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mikhail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:45:47 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Hahahaha landi mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id8" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:45:47 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id9" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (1/29/2009 10:45:49 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;dedeny ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="conversationItem  userSent YID_jgsolitario13" id="ms__id10" senderid="jgsolitario13"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mikhail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:45:49 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;MALANDI KA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem repeatSender userSent YID_jgsolitario13" id="ms__id11" senderid="jgsolitario13"&gt;&lt;span class="sendername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mikhail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (1/29/2009 10:45:51 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;WAIT LANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;font face="Franklin Gothic Book"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id12" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="recvername"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  (1/29/2009 10:46:05 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;sabihin ko  edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id12" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_rock_and_sock_16" id="ms__id12" senderid="rock_and_sock_16"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;//WTF DIBA. WTF LANG. HAHAHAHAHAHA. HELLO KB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-3970146299180911023?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3970146299180911023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=3970146299180911023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3970146299180911023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3970146299180911023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/may-mga-taong-innate-ang-kalandian.html' title='May Mga Taong Innate Ang Kalandian'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-7541253676971666536</id><published>2009-01-28T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:32:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pag bad ka, lagot ka. -Joker Arroyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;From Diether..este Ronald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. smoked&lt;br&gt;2. consumed alcohol&lt;br&gt;3. slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br&gt;4. slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex&lt;br&gt;5. kissed someone of the same sex&lt;br&gt;6. had sex&lt;br&gt;7. had someone in your room other than family&lt;br&gt;8. watched porn&lt;br&gt;9. bought porn&lt;br&gt;10. done drugs&lt;br&gt;Total: 7&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. taken painkillers&lt;br&gt;2. taken someone else's prescription medicine&lt;br&gt;3. lied to your parents&lt;br&gt;4. lied to a friend&lt;br&gt;5. snuck out of the house&lt;br&gt;6. done something illegal&lt;br&gt;7. cut yourself&lt;br&gt;8. hurt someone&lt;br&gt;9. wished someone to die&lt;br&gt;10. seen someone die&lt;br&gt;Total: 8&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. missed curfew&lt;br&gt;2. stayed out all night&lt;br&gt;3. eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br&gt;4. been to a therapist&lt;br&gt;5. been to rehab&lt;br&gt;6. dyed your hair&lt;br&gt;7. received a ticket&lt;br&gt;8. been in an accident&lt;br&gt;9. been to a club&lt;br&gt;10. been to a bar&lt;br&gt;Total: 5&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. been to a wild party&lt;br&gt;2. been to a Mardi Gras parade&lt;br&gt;3. drank more than four beers in a night&lt;br&gt;4. had a spring break in Florida&lt;br&gt;5. sniffed anything&lt;br&gt;6. wore black nail polish &lt;br&gt;7. wore arm bands&lt;br&gt;8. wore t-shirts with band names&lt;br&gt;9. listened to rap &lt;br&gt;10. owned a 50 Cent CD&lt;br&gt;Total: 3&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. dressed gothic&lt;br&gt;2. dressed prep&lt;br&gt;3. dressed punk &lt;br&gt;4. dressed grunge&lt;br&gt;5. stole something&lt;br&gt;6. been too drunk not to remember anything&lt;br&gt;7. blacked out&lt;br&gt;8. fainted&lt;br&gt;9. had a crush on a neighbor&lt;br&gt;Total: 5&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. snuck into someone else's room&lt;br&gt;2. had a crush on your friend &lt;br&gt;3. been to a concert&lt;br&gt;4. dry-humped someone&lt;br&gt;5. been called a slut &lt;br&gt;6. called someone a slut&lt;br&gt;7. installed speakers in your car&lt;br&gt;8. broken a mirror &lt;br&gt;9. showered at someone of the opposites sex's house &lt;br&gt;10. brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush&lt;br&gt;Total: 8&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper&lt;br&gt;2. seen an R-rated movie in theater&lt;br&gt;3. cruised the mall &lt;br&gt;4. cut classes&lt;br&gt;5. had surgery&lt;br&gt;6. had an injury &lt;br&gt;7. gone to court&lt;br&gt;8. walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping&lt;br&gt;9. caught something on fire &lt;br&gt;10. lied about your age&lt;br&gt;Total: 6&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. owned/rented an apartment&lt;br&gt;2. broke the law in the police's presence&lt;br&gt;3. made out with someone who had a gf/bf&lt;br&gt;4. got in trouble with the police&lt;br&gt;5. talked to a stranger &lt;br&gt;6. hugged a stranger&lt;br&gt;7. kissed a stranger&lt;br&gt;8. rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br&gt;9. been harassed &lt;br&gt;10. been verbally harassed&lt;br&gt;Total: 5&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. met face-to-face with someone you met online&lt;br&gt;2. stayed online for 5 hours straight &lt;br&gt;3. talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight &lt;br&gt;4. watched TV for 5 hours straight &lt;br&gt;5. been to a fair &lt;br&gt;6. been called a bad influence&lt;br&gt;7. drink and drive&lt;br&gt;8. prank-called and text someone&lt;br&gt;9. laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br&gt;10. cheated on a test&lt;br&gt;Total: 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Grand Total = SHET KAYO NA MAGCOMPUTE NAHIYA AKO HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If you have less than 10: I'm an uber goody goody.&lt;br&gt;If you have more than 10: I'm still a goody goody.&lt;br&gt;If you have more than 20: I'm average.&lt;br&gt;If you have more than 30: I'm a bad person.&lt;br&gt;If you have more than 40: I'm a very bad influence. &lt;br&gt;If you have more than 50: I'm a horrible person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If you have more than 54: You're going to heaven, honey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7541253676971666536?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7541253676971666536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=7541253676971666536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7541253676971666536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7541253676971666536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/pag-bad-ka-lagot-ka-joker-arroyo.html' title='Pag bad ka, lagot ka. -Joker Arroyo'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-7377946356153190793</id><published>2009-01-25T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:40:40.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CW10 Third (and lamest, by far) Writing Exercise: I Don't Even Know What To Call It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;CHOPPED&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;Sitting beside a grumpy old woman, he shifts his magnetic card back and forth his hands – his palms sweaty. He is aboard LRT Line 2, traversing all stations from Recto to Santolan. He came from a friend’s house in Tondo and is now on his way home in a small, unnamed &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal;"&gt;purok&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Marikina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The train has just left the terminal station, and is now snaking its way between Pureza and Legarda stations. He gently taps his left foot as he waits to arrive home – to his makeshift bed, to his small TV, to his pet dog. No wife massaging his neck, no children smiling to welcome him. Nothing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;He is thrilled to go home to nothing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;The purpleness of the train’s interior soothes him. It makes him breathe easier. For the whole stretch of the trip, all he did was count how many stations there were, and what station follows what. It keeps on plaguing his mind – the same way a song you last heard repeatedly plays mentally. He assured himself that no, he won’t lose track and alight in the wrong station. No. Of course not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;On his lap is a folder teeming with documents of all sorts – his high school ID and diploma, his birth certificate, and several copies of job application forms. The forms were arranged and filled up neatly. They were good to go, but they lack one thing: the address box is always left blank. And in one form, the status has &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;married &lt;/i&gt;ticked &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal;"&gt;divorced &lt;/i&gt;is crossed out in another. All these geared towards his goal: He will drive no more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;He’s been a truck driver all his life. Not a legal one, though. He was, once, until the management of the trucking agency got caught in the economic meltdown and decided to axe some of its employees. He now lives in the mercy of his former co-workers. They meet up in certain points in the Metro and he covers driving and delivery errands for them and takes a small portion of the pay. But everything’s irregular, temporary, uncertain. He cannot complain since it’s the only thing he knows. Drive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;He shelters himself in a dilapidated container van, right beside the road. The moment someone sees him, one must imagine he’s straight from a Hollywood film – the kind where a bunch of good-looking teenagers get killed one by one by this outcast wielding a shotgun or chainsaw. On ordinary days he forgets to fix himself. But his home, if that’s how he calls it, speaks differently. On one corner, he has tanks of stocked water since water is scarce in the Rizal-Marikina area. On another is his makeshift bed which is folded against the wall when not in use. Beside that is an improvised shelf from wood he salvaged from a fire that broke out before. The shelf contains cans of tuna, sardines and soup – all neatly arranged like they were in a real supermarket shelf. On the rusted walls are big street maps that are usually seen in government offices. And pinned randomly on the maps are receipts of eateries all over &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Luzon&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and photos of a woman and two children smiling. Images. Virtual. Not real.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;Today is like any other day. The usual routine: He sits all day on top of the container van, spying silently for a recognizable truck that might stop nearby. The rest usually follows: The truck driver goes down and waves at him. He fixes himself. He drives. He goes home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;But today, somehow, feels different.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;He is driving for another friend of his. Not a truck this time but a small empty van. He’s off to Navotas Fishport to pick up some seafood to sell. He found himself in the streets of &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:city&gt; and then &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Caloocan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and followed the usual truck route to Navotas. Eager to meet a familiar face, he regularly checks on the drivers traveling with him on the road. He glances side to side, unaware that he’s about to pass a railroad crossing. He was preoccupied by the thought of meeting co-drivers and his senses were inconveniently impaired.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;The train hit his van.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"Franklin Gothic Book";"&gt;His senses racked, he panned across the wreckage to check. His arms are intact, but bleeding. He looked further. His legs are on the other side of the street.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book';"&gt;// Sorry for the sabaw title. Hahahaha. I started typing this crap 6am and my CW10 class is at 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7377946356153190793?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7377946356153190793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=7377946356153190793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7377946356153190793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7377946356153190793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cw10-third-and-lamest-by-far-writing.html' title='CW10 Third (and lamest, by far) Writing Exercise: I Don&amp;#39;t Even Know What To Call It'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1128727899534102760</id><published>2009-01-25T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:04:11.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CW10 Second Writing Exercise: "Character-Building"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;K. We were tasked to "build" a character by describing her environment, and not exactly telling what kind of person she is. Here goes..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;She never gets to scrape peanut butter off of the bottom of the jar. For one, she might have someone else to do it for her. For another, she just never has the luxury, or the lack of it, to do so. To make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, all you need is bread, peanut butter, jam, and patience. To make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, all she needs to do is to sit down on her cushioned stool, stare blankly at the jet black porcelain countertop, and wait for her sandwich to be served. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;This is what passes for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Work hard for it to earn it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;She never gets to twist, turn, and twist again to find the cooler side of the pillow – that right spot to sleep soundly. Her carpeted and air-conditioned room is adorned by large glass-paneled windows, a personal refrigerator, and an HD television – practically everything a normal person needs to carry on living. To get proper sleep, all you need is a decent mattress, adequate ventilation, minimal lighting and peace. To get proper sleep, all she needs to do is pick up two or three random sleeping pills sprawled motionless on her bedroom floor, and hope that they consume her wakefulness in the quickest time possible. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;This is what passes for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Sleep tight and don’t let the bed bugs bite.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;She never gets to use single serving shampoo packets and good-for-one-week bars of soap. Shelves float flawlessly against the tiled room, containing hordes of processed animal fat and liquids that lather -- all from someplace around the globe. To bathe, all you need is running water, some good soap, and mobility. To bathe, all she needs to do is do the usual routine, without forgetting to unclog the bathroom drain for fallen hair from all the corrupting sickness she has. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;This is what passes for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Cleanliness is next to godliness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt;LINE-HEIGHT: 200%;FONT-FAMILY: 'Franklin Gothic Book';mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;To live, all you need is an amazing balance of good and evil, warmth, and human contact. All the things you need. All the things she needs. Exactly the same things she does not seem to have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1128727899534102760?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1128727899534102760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=1128727899534102760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1128727899534102760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1128727899534102760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cw10-second-writing-exercise.html' title='CW10 Second Writing Exercise: &amp;quot;Character-Building&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-859100351464681315</id><published>2009-01-24T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:45:19.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CW10 Frist Writing Exercise: Artist Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I definitely miss the times when Ms Coscolluela would handle our CW10 classes. CW10 is the only subject I did not dare cut last Engineering Week. Yes, that's how much I'm into it. And then the break comes and goes and some weirdo guy pops outta nowhere telling us he'll be the one to take over. What a great way to start the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This entry is our first writing activity under Ms Coscolluela. It's called an "artist date" wherein you go someplace out of your comfort zone, try to absorb things, and write about the whole experience. All these you do by your self. So it's not really a "date". I planned to go on a Pasig River cruise, I thought it was a great idea -- sitting there, sightseeing, and pretty much saturating all of my senses. But then something came up. So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;This is not what you expect. It’s not what I expected, either. So there I was, all giddy and excited for my first cruise on the infamous, murky and good-as-dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Pasig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. Swinging on my neck is my camera, ready to immortalize any scenic spot I might come across with. I have done my research – I know that the river snakes past thirteen bridges and it roughly divides the Metro Manila in two. Tickets range from P25 to P45 denominations, but students are charged only P20 regardless of the distance they travel. Everything is locked and loaded. The only problem is, everything remained a vision – it never materialized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It was a phone call from my Dad last Thursday evening – my paternal grandmum was rushed to St. Luke’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; due to kidney complications. Lola, as I fondly and un-creatively call her, is a retired elementary schoolteacher who hails from Nueva Ecija. I grew up with her morning pancakes and hot chocolate; her handwritten flip-up manila papers bearing the alphabet, numbers and how to take care of one’s self; her light spanks and sermons when I refuse to sleep in the afternoon. She was a central and vital character of my childhood, and without thinking twice, I would give up the random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Pasig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; trip to be by her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Now, the stenches of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Pasig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; were replaced by the stings of rubbing alcohol and the seemingly immaculate smell of nothingness in hospital corridors. The roars of the ferry’s propellers were swapped with hushed footsteps and murmurs of nurses doing rounds as they check on their patients. The muddy water and shanties lining the riverside became white walls, yellow curtains and wide dimly-lit rooms. The taste of sticky summer sweat transformed into bland hospital rations. But above all these, the random pats of my co-passenger’s elbow as we traverse the river turned into the gentle grip of my Lola’s soft, weak and calloused hands – something I wouldn’t exchange for anything in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-859100351464681315?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/859100351464681315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=859100351464681315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/859100351464681315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/859100351464681315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cw10-frist-writing-exercise-artist-date.html' title='CW10 Frist Writing Exercise: Artist Date'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-242704951243921166</id><published>2008-12-26T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:59:40.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampantanggal Badtrip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SURVEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Date someone older than me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- I don't even remember if I had resolutions hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Mga kapitbahay namin dito? Close kami spatially haha. Sa mga relatives.. wala naman yata.Sa barkada.. wala naman sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Nope. Fortunately. Good heavens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Pwedeng wag plural? Nakaka-pressure. Haha. Wala! Pilipinas lang buong taon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- GOOD GRADES! Tama tama. And oh, a new car, perhaps? Kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Madami actually. Usually ERG moments. Yihee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Meron ba? Hahaha. Shit wala yata. Uhh.. be alive? And oh oh.. advanced Math classes! Win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Be alive din. Kidding. EEE subjects demmit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Nope hindi naman. But someone really close to me did. It devastated me, good thing she's okay now. I wouldn't know what to do had it been worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Clooothes na kulay purple haha. Wala naman ako masyadong nabili. Towards the end of the year damit sapatos lang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- I dunno. Mine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Madami dami 'to ah. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Pagkain at pamasahe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Madami. Inuman sessions. TS. Sembreak. Christmas break. Basta walang pasok. New movies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Your Universe. Haha. Wala lang. Walang tigil pakinggan. And oh, The Night Sky pati So Far Away para sa honorable mentions. Ito lang naiisip ko ngayon e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- happier or sadder? Happier. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- richer or poorer? POORER hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- thinner or fatter? Fatter. Marami nakapansin. FOOOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- STUDYING hahahahahaha. Promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- NOT STUDYING. And thinking too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. How did you spend the holidays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Holiday-ish. Kain lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Pwede ba mag-pass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Hahahahaha tawa na lang ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Wala na ko nasubaybayan. Prison Break, perhaps. And oh, BIG BANG THEORY. How could I almost forget?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- You can say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Palahniuk books! Thanks Mithi. :) And oh, Good Omens looks promising. Sana matapos ko na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -- Eagle Eye. Dark Knight. Iron Man. JEUX D'ENFANTS and ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND. HUHUHU. Iyak na lang ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Everyday-ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 Whom did you miss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- My family! I wasn't home most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- New? Hmm. Hey man what's up? Alain, Kuya Marky, and Ryan! Walang katulad mehn. And Tita Raaaach for the win. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Think positive. It works. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Innerpartysystem. Win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. What did you want and get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Amazing people. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- On my birthday? Slacked off nung umaga. Practice ng cheering nung hapon. My sister's musical nung gabi plus family dinner syempre. Nothing special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. What one thing would have made your year immeasureably more satisfying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Hahaha kung totoong tinatawagan pala nya ko. (JOKE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. What kept you sane?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Pamilya ko. And frieeeends opkors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Eh? Wala. Haha.Hindi ako fanboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "How do you quickly replace it with a golden summer smile?"&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-242704951243921166?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/242704951243921166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=242704951243921166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/242704951243921166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/242704951243921166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/pampantanggal-badtrip.html' title='Pampantanggal Badtrip'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1812491322197862808</id><published>2008-12-23T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:37:20.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a world where people can trust people again.</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My iTunes playlist is on loop. Keane's The Night Sky is the only song playing, for the nth time now. I came across this song on the radio while having my late late dinner of leftover pandesal, leftover adobo, some chocolate bars and coffee. Pretty much everything you would not decide to eat this time of night -- together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The song caught my attention since it had an Oasis feel to it. Too bad it wasn't Oasis. Haha. I was smart enough NOT to catch any significant lyrics for me to key in Google's search field when I go online. Good thing Tita Rach was online, she helped, but then I was still the one who figured out it was Keane's beautiful beautiful song, and not Oh Boy or Stray Cats or Holy Man with only the phrases "city lights" and "all the world can see" in my lyrics arsenal. Okay tinatamad na ko mag-English.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wonder why I can't justify the alignment of my paragraphs here in Multiply. Oh wait, pwede pala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay enough na sa segway. This post is just an outlet of another random musing. Sobrang walang kwenta talaga pag idle sa bahay. Andami kong iniisip, napag isiipan, naiisip. Pwede bang fast forward na sa Fin outing? Pleeeeease. Okay shit ano ba talaga yung random musing ko?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TRUST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi yung contraceptive. Napaisip lang ako habang nanonood ng Reporter's Notebook. At dahil kakaligo ko lang, wala pa kong bakas ng antok sa katawan kaya naging attentive ako. Yung episode parang tungkol yata sa illegal recruitment. Basta ganun. Tapos sabi nung correspondent, "Kung inofferan sila ng ganun kaganda, dapat magtaka na sila." He was referring to some too-good-to-be-true offers sa mga OFW na kadalasan eh nauunsyami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, come on. Ganun na ba ka-wicked ang mundo natin na nagre-resort na lahat ng tao sa deception, ilusyon at panloloko sa kapwa? Wala na bang genuinely good acts na pwede mong gawin na hindi ka paghihinalaan na may ulterior motive o masamang balak o anuman? Hindi ba pwedeng gumawa na lang ng mabuti ng walang tanung-tanong, walang alinlangan, walang patumpik-tumpik at walang inaantay na kapalit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grabe corrupted na yata talaga lahat tayo. Tama naman maging cautious, pero nagkakaron lang naman ng ganito dahil may mga tao o bagay lang na dapat iwasan. Pero dapat walang ganun. Kaya naman yata na walang ganun talaga eh. Yun bang parang hindi mo na kailangan magsara ng gate o pinto dahil alam mo namang walang papasok ng palihim sa bahay mo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parang wala na talaga tayong tiwala sa isa't isa. At tayo din naman ang dahilan kung bakit nawala yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wala lang. Haha. Random Christmas wish: Tiwala. More than world peace, gusto ko tumira sa mundo kung saan makakaya mong magtiwala sa ibang tao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay yun lang naman. The end. Merry christmas everyone! Enjoy the break! Next thing we know, pasukan na naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S. Excited na talaga ko sa Fin outing!! And oh, pakinggan nyo The Night Sky ng Keane. Nice song. :)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1812491322197862808?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1812491322197862808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=1812491322197862808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1812491322197862808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1812491322197862808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-world-where-people-can-trust_23.html' title='I want a world where people can trust people again.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-7639575122616573629</id><published>2008-12-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:37:04.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a world where people can trust people again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My iTunes playlist is on loop. Keane's The Night Sky is the only song playing, for the nth time now. I came across this song on the radio while having my late late dinner of leftover pandesal, leftover adobo, some chocolate bars and coffee. Pretty much everything you would not decide to eat this time of night -- together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The song caught my attention since it had an Oasis feel to it. Too bad it wasn't Oasis. Haha. I was smart enough NOT to catch any significant lyrics for me to key in Google's search field when I go online. Good thing Tita Rach was online, she helped, but then I was still the one who figured out it was Keane's beautiful beautiful song, and not Oh Boy or Stray Cats or Holy Man with only the phrases "city lights" and "all the world can see" in my lyrics arsenal. Okay tinatamad na ko mag-English.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wonder why I can't justify the alignment of my paragraphs here in Multiply. Oh wait, pwede pala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay enough na sa segway. This post is just an outlet of another random musing. Sobrang walang kwenta talaga pag idle sa bahay. Andami kong iniisip, napag isiipan, naiisip. Pwede bang fast forward na sa Fin outing? Pleeeeease. Okay shit ano ba talaga yung random musing ko?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TRUST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi yung contraceptive. Napaisip lang ako habang nanonood ng Reporter's Notebook. At dahil kakaligo ko lang, wala pa kong bakas ng antok sa katawan kaya naging attentive ako. Yung episode parang tungkol yata sa illegal recruitment. Basta ganun. Tapos sabi nung correspondent, "Kung inofferan sila ng ganun kaganda, dapat magtaka na sila." He was referring to some too-good-to-be-true offers sa mga OFW na kadalasan eh nauunsyami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, come on. Ganun na ba ka-wicked ang mundo natin na nagre-resort na lahat ng tao sa deception, ilusyon at panloloko sa kapwa? Wala na bang genuinely good acts na pwede mong gawin na hindi ka paghihinalaan na may ulterior motive o masamang balak o anuman? Hindi ba pwedeng gumawa na lang ng mabuti ng walang tanung-tanong, walang alinlangan, walang patumpik-tumpik at walang inaantay na kapalit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grabe corrupted na yata talaga lahat tayo. Tama naman maging cautious, pero nagkakaron lang naman ng ganito dahil may mga tao o bagay lang na dapat iwasan. Pero dapat walang ganun. Kaya naman yata na walang ganun talaga eh. Yun bang parang hindi mo na kailangan magsara ng gate o pinto dahil alam mo namang walang papasok ng palihim sa bahay mo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parang wala na talaga tayong tiwala sa isa't isa. At tayo din naman ang dahilan kung bakit nawala yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wala lang. Haha. Random Christmas wish: Tiwala. More than world peace, gusto ko tumira sa mundo kung saan makakaya mong magtiwala sa ibang tao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay yun lang naman. The end. Merry christmas everyone! Enjoy the break! Next thing we know, pasukan na naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S. Excited na talaga ko sa Fin outing!! And oh, pakinggan nyo The Night Sky ng Keane. Nice song. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7639575122616573629?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7639575122616573629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=7639575122616573629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7639575122616573629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7639575122616573629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-world-where-people-can-trust.html' title='I want a world where people can trust people again.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-941897727533609594</id><published>2008-12-19T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:12:05.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganito pala feeling ng Engineering Week.</title><content type='html'>Yun lang.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-941897727533609594?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/941897727533609594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=941897727533609594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/941897727533609594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/941897727533609594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ganito-pala-feeling-ng-engineering-week.html' title='Ganito pala feeling ng Engineering Week.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2447425136992828615</id><published>2008-11-30T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:50:43.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream a Little Dream of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a snake, spider-devouring, poison toothed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy footed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a world, space-floating, life nurturing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a nova, all-exploding, planet-cremating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the universe -- all things encompassing, all life embracing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am anti-life, the beast of judgment. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds -- of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing can defeat me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;// I just finished The Sandman series' first volume -- Preludes and Nocturnes. Everything above sprouted from Neil Gaiman's brilliantly dark brain, except the last line. Amazing eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Thanks Pata for lending. Next volume na! :D&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2447425136992828615?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2447425136992828615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2447425136992828615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2447425136992828615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2447425136992828615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-little-dream-of-me.html' title='Dream a Little Dream of Me'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-7528807221026931864</id><published>2008-11-26T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:35:12.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really need to sleep now. Really.</title><content type='html'>So as you read this, you'll probably &lt;div&gt;think I'm one desperate guy &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desperate for some hours of sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and desperate for some of your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attention.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have never been the same since &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've gone and as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;much as I try to I just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldn't shake the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the loss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the absence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off of my system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This profound and seemingly unexplainable &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weight I feel each time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come across the memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we shared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and threw away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and revisited and cherished &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and longed for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then tonight I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally had the guts to admit it and tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7528807221026931864?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7528807221026931864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=7528807221026931864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7528807221026931864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7528807221026931864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-really-need-to-sleep-now-really.html' title='I really need to sleep now. Really.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-5618138996747619629</id><published>2008-11-17T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:35:53.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend.  Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.'</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah so I'm done sniffing out the page interiors and pressing and rubbing my face against the smooth unblemished oh-good-lord cover of my new books. But how I got them is an entirely different insane story.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It all started with me panicking last Friday in front of the ES Department, seeing that they already posted the 12 (magical) suggested problems -- three of which appeared in our ES11 lab class earlier today. I was lax though, thinking that I can secure a copy of the book anytime, in any branch of the Philippine's national bookstore -- what else, but National Bookstore. (Creative, eh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Saturday came and I attended my morning CWTS class, after which I went to my Dad's office lalala lalala okay let's fast forward to the book-hunting shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Dad and I thought that one of the motherships of the whole goddamn bookstore chain thingamajig will surely have tons and tons of copies of the books I'm looking for (as I was also searching for the elusive copy of Eng'g Electromagnetics for EEE23). We went there only to find out they are out of stocks at hand. So we then go to Trinoma where my Dad dropped me off since the parking spaces were scarce and he wanted to go home. So I was left alone in Trinoma searching for copies and of course, nothing happened. Zilch. Nada. Nil. Zero. Null. Empty set. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay sobra na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay so bottom line is I tried to find the books in five branches in one night -- Quezon Avenue, Congressional, SM North, Trinoma and Katipunan, plus one Powerbooks outlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we continued our search, but this one is different in some way since we had a target in mind -- C&amp;E's (the publishing company) bookstore thing. We finally got a copy of the Vector Mechanics book (whew) but then they still didn't have the other. My Dad insisted that we go try to search for the remaining book in the mecca of all-the-books-you-need -- RECTO. Even the Recto branch didn't have the book, so did the Otis and Rob Ermita branches. We finally found one by phoning our last resort, SM Manila. (Ah memories! Ulul.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's really really amazing, and equally frustrating, about this whole weekend find-the-books extravaganza is that wherever bookstore I go to, the only books that are abundant and free-flowing and (insert adjective that describes insane quantity here) are 1) TWILIGHT BOOKS and 2) NURSING BOOKS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(No offense to nurses and vampire fanatics, though. I'm just emphasizing the country's lack of priority on vital books -- books that actually matter. Books that might actually help us, and in turn, help this whole goddamn nation free itself from ignorance and apathy and whatnot.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Philippine education system is fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-5618138996747619629?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5618138996747619629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=5618138996747619629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/5618138996747619629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/5618138996747619629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-dog-book-is-man-best-friend-inside.html' title='&amp;#39;Outside of a dog, a book is man&amp;#39;s best friend.  Inside of a dog it&amp;#39;s too dark to read.&amp;#39;'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-8238019826931230715</id><published>2008-11-11T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:25:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batang 90s Ka Ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BATANG 90'S KA BA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masaya ka kapag naglalaro ka ng Tex at Pog. Kadalasan ang design dito ay yung mga palabas sa TV, mga drama o kaya anime, may dialogue pa. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May comics pa ang Bazooka. Kahit di mo maintindihan yung Fortune Cookie sa huli ay collection mo pa rin yun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uso pa yung tirador, yung gawa talaga sa sanga ng puno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang mga babae naglalaro ng paper dolls na tigpipiso bawat isang set sa sari-sari store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kung lalake ka, siguradong may pellet gun ka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Humihingi ka ng dalawang piso sa magulang mo para maglaro ng video arcade sa sari-sari store. Favorite mo yung Sonic, Mario at Street Fighter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagwa-watusi ka kapag New Year kahit pinapagalitan ka ng nanay mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meron kang sapatos na umiilaw yung swelas kapag iniaapak mo. Mas sikat kung iba-iba yung kulay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Merong at least isang Chicago Bulls na shirt sa bahay nyo. Madalas number 23 pa yung nakalagay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pinapatulog ka ng yaya/nanay mo tuwing tanghali o hapon para raw lumaki. Hindi na kasi pinapatulog ang mga bata ngayon tuwing tanghali di tulad nung panahon natin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinasabihan ka ng matatanda na may lalabas na pari o bigas sa sugat mo kapag hindi nilagyan ng alcohol pero in the end, betadine lang ang magpapatahimik sa inyo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naglalagay ka ng Kisses (yung mabango) sa pencil case mo, o kaya sa isang lalagyan na may bulak, alcohol at tinutusok ng karayom para mabilis manganak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May stickers ng Disney movies sa loob ng Maggi noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pinapatunog mo yung takip ng Gatorade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang mga stationeries na uso: Papemelroti, Tsukuba, Sashikibuta. Pwedeng ibenta, pwedeng trade lang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pampalipas oras mo dati ang paglalaro ng Brick Game, at swerte yung mga may advanced version na may tumatagos na blocks para mapuno na yung gap sa loob. Mas advanced ka kung Tamagotchi ang nilalaro mo. Pinapakain mo, pinapatulog mo, at inililibing mo kung namatay na. At kung talagang kaya nyong bumili, Game Boy ang sayo. Pero kung wala ka talaga, yung laruan na lang na may tubig sa loob tapos dapat ma-shoot mo yung mga bilog sa stick na maliit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bago magsimula ang klase, nakikilaro ka muna sa 10-20, jackstone, langit lupa, ice water, taguan, dr. quack quack, tumbang preso, pepsi seven up at agawan base. Di bale nang madumi na ang uniform mo pagpasok ng classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinasabi mo sa kaklase mo na "Liars go to hell" kapag tingin mo nagsisinungaling sya. "Cross my heart, hope to die" kapag nangangako ka. "Period no erase" kapag gusto mo walang kumontra sayo. Kaya lang wala kang lusot kapag sinabi ng kaklase mo na "Akin yung factory ng pambura".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sikat ka pag ang pencil case mo nabubuksan sa dalawang side tapos maraming attachments like magnifying lens, book stand, compartments na maliliit tapos push button pa. Minsan sa ibabaw ng pencil case meron pang maze, may maliit na silver na bola tapos itatagilid mo yung pencil case para gumulong yun, hanggang sa matapos yung maze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di ka baduy kung ang notebook mo nung elementary ay may mukha ng artista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa coolman mo inilalagay ang tubig na baon mo sa school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nagpabili ka ng Baby-G sa magulang mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Elementary ka nung nauso ang pager. Yun pa ang pinapangarap ng mga bata, hindi pa cell phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meron ka pa rin ng pinakamalaking cell phone na nakatago na ngayon sa mga kahon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wala pang PS/PS2, XBox, Wii, atbp. noon. Family Computer pa lang, yung cartridge yung bala. Usong laro ang Mario Bros., Battle City at Rambo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meron ka ng isa sa mga ito: Family Computer, Nintendo, Sega, roller blades, brick game, Tamagochi, Swatch Watch w/ matching guard, Troll collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam mo ang mga linyang ito sa mga kanta: "Natatawa ako, hi hi hi hi", "Anong paki mo sa long hair ko", "Dahil sa bawal na gamot", "Mga kababayan ko, bilib ako sa kulay ko".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isa dito ay theme song mo: "I Swear" by All 4 One, "What's Up" by 4 Non Blondes (And I say, Hey ey ey ey ey ey. I said hey, What's goin on!), "Zombie" by Cranberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sumasayaw ka ng Macarena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam mo ang kanta ng Spice Girls at may favorite ka sa kanila. Kung fan ka talaga, may poster ka pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malamang ay naging fanatic ka ng isa sa mga sumikat na boy bands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang tinutugtog lagi sa radyo ay mga kanta ng mga banda gaya ng Eraserheads, Parokya ni Edgar nung nagpapalda pa lang sila, Alamid, Rivermaya, True Faith, The Youth, Afterimage at kung anu-ano pang pinoy bands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tape pa ang uso, di CD or MP3 players. Pag gusto mo yung kanta kailangan tantyahin mo kung ilang seconds i-rewind yun para mabilis paulit-ulitin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kinakanta nyo dati sa school yung "Heal the World", "Tell the World of His Love", "Jubilee Song", etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nanonood ka dati ng Power Rangers, Captain Planet o Ninja Turtles. Nagkukunyari pa kayo ng mga kaibigan mo na kayo yun at nagkakasipaan kayo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di ka papagalitan ng magulang kahit magbabad ka sa TV, basta ang pinapanood mo ay Hiraya Manawari, Bayani at Sine Skwela, kung saan nakilala mo sila Teacher Waki, Ugat Puno, Palikpik, at ang buong barkada nila lalo na kapag nakasakay sila sa space ship o sa jeep na lumilipad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinubaybayan mo ang Ghost Fighter at ang Dragon Ball. Naging favorite mo si Eugene at si Goku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Niloloko mo yung theme song ng Voltes V kasi di mo maintindihan yung theme song: "Tato ni Ara Mina malaking cobra...", "Boltes Payb lima sila, pumunta sa kubeta...", "...Kontra Bulate!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napanood mo din yung ibang anime tulad ng Shaider, Sailormoon, Daimos at Maskman. Saulo mo pa nga yung kanta dun: "Oh maskuman kayo ang pag-asa.. Iligtas kami sa marahas na kadiliman... Kami inyong ipaglaban! Sugod, sugod laban maskuman, ipaglaban nyo ang katarungan.. Sige, sige laban maskuman.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinubaybayan mo ang Sarah ang Munting Prinsesa, Julio at Julia, at Cedi. Pinanood mo pa nga yung movie version ng Sarah ang Munting Prinsesa with Camille Prats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam mo din yung "Ang Pulubi at ang Prinsesa" with Camille Prats and Angelica Panganiban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gusto mong sumali sa ANG TV. Pero alam mong hindi na pwede. kaya kuntento ka na lang sa panonood nito tuwing 4:30 ng hapon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Batibot ang usong palabas. Akala mo nga mag-dyowa o mag-asawa sina Kuya Bodjie at Ate Sheena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam mo yung tono ng pinausong kanta ng show na "ATBP.": Isa.. dalawa-tatlo.. apat-lima.. anim-pito-walo.. syam-sampu... labingisa-labingdalawa... labingtatlo... labingapat-labinglima...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napanood mo ang Batang X.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabay kayo nanonood ng yaya mo ng Marimar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nanonood ka ng kahit alin dito: "Okay Ka Fairy Ko", "Oki Doki Doc", "Abangan ang Susunod na Kabanata", "Palibhasa Lalake", "Ober da Bakod", at "Home Along Da Riles".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Galit ka kay Clara kasi sobra naman talaga sya mang-api kay Mara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pinanood mo din yung "Villa Quintana", "Esperanza", "Anakarenina" atbp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mga love teams na nagpakilig sayo: Juday and Wowie. Jolina and Marvin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alam mo yung commercial ng Tender Juicy hotdog na ganito: "Dear diary, Carlo sat beside me today. He's so cute! Sabi niya I'm pretty kaya lang I'm fat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kinakanta mo yung "Thank God it's Sabado, pati na rin Linggo..." at "Isa pa, isa pa, isa pang Chicken Joy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nasa channel 2 pa ang Eat Bulaga at ang Mel and Jay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakikita mo sa balita na may mga kultong nagtatago na sa kweba, kasi magugunaw na ang mundo sa year 2000, at yung mga computer daw bigla na lang mag-shu-shut down at mawawala na daw ang technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chinese variety shows ang palabas tuwing umaga ng linggo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Matapang ka kung napanood mo lahat ng Shake, Rattle and Roll movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Narinig mong i-announce sa radyo yung death ni Princess Diana. Biglang nauso yung kanta ni Elton John na "Goodbye, England's Rose."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nasa VHS yung mga movies na pinapanood ninyo sa bahay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kung babae ka, naging crush mo si Leonardo di Caprio dahil sa Titanic. Kaya nga lang, bawal ka pa tumingin sa kissing scenes nina Jack at Rose. //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got this from my classmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-8238019826931230715?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8238019826931230715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=8238019826931230715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/8238019826931230715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/8238019826931230715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/batang-90s-ka-ba.html' title='Batang 90s Ka Ba?'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1128428726295725255</id><published>2008-11-08T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:41:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Momentary Fix</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, we don't really a lot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes all we need is a cozy room, leftover booze and melted ice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes all we need is John Mayer, heartbreak issues, and good company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes all we need is what we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salamat, kaibigan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hanggang sa susunod na hangover paggising sa umaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1128428726295725255?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1128428726295725255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=1128428726295725255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1128428726295725255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1128428726295725255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/momentary-fix.html' title='A Momentary Fix'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-701053738444115245</id><published>2008-11-06T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:54:35.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regression Regression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina, ilang minuto bago magsara ang mga opisina ng UP, nakuha ko ang huli at ikatlo sa mga inaasahan kong &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prerog &lt;/span&gt;na subjects ngayon. Naisip ko, kung kukunin mo ang tunay na kahulugan ng salitang &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prerogative, &lt;/span&gt;napakalayo nun sa kung paano na sya ginagamit ng mga estudyante sa nakaraang linggo ng enrolment. Pero hindi tungkol dyan ang post na 'to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pag uwi ko sa bahay, gumawa na ko ng table para sa schedule ko, tulad ng ginagawa ko bawat sem. Iniiwan ko yun sa ilalim ng salamin na layer ng lamesa, para alam ng Nanay ko kung anong oras ako dapat gisingin, at kung anong oras dapat ako nasa bahay na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pagtapos kong gawin yun, at pagtapos ko matawa sa kung gaano ka-diverse ang subjects ko ngayong sem, ipinagyabang sakin ng kapatid kong bunso, na nasa Kinder 1 ang resulta ng periodical exams nya. Pitong subject yun, hindi ko na maalala kung anu-ano, at lima dun, 100%, walang mali, flawless, perfect, uno. Nahihiya pang itinatago ni Koy (sya yung kapatid ko) na ipakita sakin yung huling dalawang exam nya. Nung napilit ko sya, inabot nya sa akin sabay karipas ng takbo paakyat ng kwarto. Nahihiya siguro. 94% yung isa, tapos 96% naman yung isa. Simple lang mga mali nya, yung sumbrero, sinulatan nya sa patlang ng 'hot', na dapat eh 'hat.' Ganun lang. Walang kumplikasyon. Purong excitement lang. Adrenaline rush. Gigil sa lapis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Binalik ko na sa bag nya yung mga exam, sabay sa pag muni-muni ko kung paano nga ba ko nung Kinder ako. Wala akong maalala gaano sa preparasyon sa exam, walang pagpupuyat, walang removals, walang pagmamakaawa kay Teacher. Basta nagtatasa lang ako ng lapis, naghihintay kay Manong Jun na school service, sasagot at magpapasa ng papel. Di ko nga alam kung pinagpawisan man ako sa pagkuha nung mga exam. Basta ang vague, ang labo. Ang naalala ko na lang eh nakikipag away yung Lola ko dahil ipinoprotesta ako ng ibang (highly competitive) na mga magulang dahil maaga nga ako ng isang taon nag aral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ko tuloy lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon, kung sa lagay ko sa kolehiyo, eh iiyak na ko, pagpapainom, magpapamisa at tatakbo ng hubo't hubad habang sumisigaw ng YEHEY kung makuha ko ang grades sa exam ng kapatid ko sa Kinder -- kung 94% ang lowest ko, at karamihan sa ibang exam ay 100% ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit para sa kanya, ang laking kahihiyan na nun. Iba talaga kapag bata. Hindi sa perpeksyunista, pero parang wala kasi gaanong problema sa buhay nila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa edukasyon, para sa akin, hindi naman tayo maaaring bigyan ng mga bagay na lagpas sa kung ano ang kapasidad ng utak natin sa panahong yun. Ang Kinder, pang-Kinder ang lessons. Ang kolehiyo, pang-kolehiyo. Hindi ko maipaliwanag kung bakit ganun kalaki ang agwat ng performance namin ng kapatid ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dahil siguro kapag bata, walang ibang iniisip. Walang goals. Walang restrictions. Walang expectations. Walang piniplease na tao. Walang maintaning grade. Walang delay. Walang prereqs at coreqs. Sagot lang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang bottom line is.. dapat natutulog na ko ngayon. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-701053738444115245?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/701053738444115245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=701053738444115245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/701053738444115245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/701053738444115245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/regression-regression.html' title='Regression Regression'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6256226945573152607</id><published>2008-11-03T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:51:49.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY FOR FLOODING HAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>Sorry I just learned that I can cross-publish posts in my Blogger account dito sa Multiply and I kinda imported everything here since the birth of my new blog nung summer this 2008. Haha take time to scan these posts kasi benta yung iba dahil sobrang senseless. And sorry if mapuno ko inbox nyo hahaha. Ignore na lang. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can visit my blog sa http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com. Salamat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tae sorry talaga sa pagflood haha. Baka maoverwhelm kayo. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-6256226945573152607?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6256226945573152607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=6256226945573152607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6256226945573152607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6256226945573152607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-for-flooding-hahahaha.html' title='SORRY FOR FLOODING HAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1894057125522147384</id><published>2008-10-16T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:35:56.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Personality Defect Test: Smartass it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Personality Defect Test:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Smartass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are 71% Rational, 57% Extroverted, 57% Brutal, and 86% Arrogant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are the Smartass!  You are rational, extroverted, brutal, and arrogant.  In fact, you could very well be the anti-Christ, as you are almost the exact opposite of everything Jesus was supposed to be.  While Jesus says love your enemy, you say love beating the crap out of your enemy.  While Jesus raises the dead, you raise hell.  While Jesus walks on water, you tend to sink.  You probably consider people who are emotional and gentle to be big pussies who are obviously in lesser stature than you.  You have many flaws, despite your seeming intelligence and cool-headedness.  For instance, you aren't very nice.  In fact, you're probably an asshole.  And you are conceited and self-centered.  Not only that, but you are very loud and vocal about all this, seeing as how you are extroverted.  There is no better way to describe you than as a "smartass", I'm afraid.  Perhaps just "ass" would do, too.  But that's a little less literary and descriptive.  At any rate, your main personality defect is the fact that you are self-centered, mean, uncaring, and brutally logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.  You are more RATIONAL than intuitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  You are more EXTROVERTED than introverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  You are more BRUTAL than gentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.  You are more ARROGANT than humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your exact opposite is the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Emo Kid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other personalities you would probably get along with are the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Capitalist Pig&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Braggart&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Sociopath&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I say: COOL. Follow the links to get to the quiz. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1894057125522147384?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1894057125522147384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=1894057125522147384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1894057125522147384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1894057125522147384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/10/smartass-it-is.html' title='The Personality Defect Test: Smartass it is.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-5471320663942957479</id><published>2008-10-08T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:34:18.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Jess:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'll join the monastery. I think I realized it when I changed tennis shoes with George Bush and his wife and I saw you sit on my best friend. I'm sure you're Mongolic enough to understand that there is no solution to this. I'm returning the couch cushions to you, but I'll keep your suicide note as a memory. You should also know that I was interviewed by Times about senility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good luck on your short-term leave from jail,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:calibri;"&gt;Mikhail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA extension ng bashfest sorry. It was Kyoy's idea. Hahaha sorry ang sabaw namin ngayon. Jess, for more info, click the 'switch' link in my sidebar, and be enlightened. :) Gimik ulit tayo nina Ffit, Kyoy and Juntsu real soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-5471320663942957479?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5471320663942957479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=5471320663942957479' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/5471320663942957479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/5471320663942957479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-is-time.html' title='It is time.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2855984132531208328</id><published>2008-09-25T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:15:19.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Curtis or KC Concepcion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ANNE CURTIS. By a mile. No, make it two miles. Landslide victory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I heard this query over Magic 89.9 last Wednesday. Leave a comment if you want to choose. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2855984132531208328?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2855984132531208328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2855984132531208328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2855984132531208328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2855984132531208328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/anne-curtis-or-kc-concepcion.html' title='Anne Curtis or KC Concepcion?'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6815007087381377818</id><published>2008-09-23T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:18:41.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikhail's Radical Solutions: Commuter Ails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my possible yet improbable dream to hold office in the Philippine government, I have come up with several programs I want to implement. After weeks, perhaps months of laborious assessment, I creatively term this bundle of soon-to-be platform Mikhail's Radical Solutions (or MRS, or MiRaSols, or whatever you want to call it -- I want the Filipino to be free!) You may find the following edicts hard to accept, but hey, diversity and variety keep us sane. They ain't radical for no reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If this were a television series, this is my pilot episode. First up: Philippine transportation system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 FAT PEOPLE MUST HAVE CARS. Come on, mass is the very essence and foundation of transportation. Kidding. But yeah, fat people take up space. They occupy seating space that's enough for at least two people -- for the fare of one! Tss. What adds to their fellow commuter's burden is the konduktor's supreme creed that if say, the jeep's built for eight people, then eight people it is. Instead of doing the head count, they should do a butt count. Oh hello Manong UP-SM North jeep! While fat people have this luxury of eating whatever they want, we, normal people (LOL) struggle to keep our figures to fit the single-serving system of Philippine transportation. This is unfair. They should compensate for this comfort by purchasing their own automobiles. Good, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 BUSES MUST INSTALL AT LEAST 42 EXIT SCHEMES. When a public vehicle carries at least 50 people who alights at different points in Metro Manila, and it only has ONE defective folding mechanical door -- that's a big problem. The morning rush chokes a lowly student and thus, enrages him. This results to the wreckage of the rest of his day, causing another wave of unfortunate events, and one of those is the lack of urge to study. See? The buses' deficiency of proper and effective ways to exit is alarming. Something must be done. Thus, I suggest buses have at least 42 ways out. Of all numbers, why 42? It sounds cool. Nice, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 THERE MUST BE UP STUDENT FARE. There is the usual student fare, then there's UP student fare. Okay before you hurl university-related angst at me, let me say that this one came up while I was on my way home with colleague Jayson. We were in a jeepney and we were seated right behind the driver. You guessed it --  we were our co-passengers' slaves, being the ones who reach out and pass on everyone's fares to the pilot and vice-versa. It was gruelling, especially the thought of the germs that party in the monetary surfaces. Then Jay suddenly quipped, "Dapat hindi tayo pinag-aabot ng bayad ng mga pasahero eh. Parang inferior tayo." *Light bulb* Alas, this gave birth to another provision I dream to impose. UP students must have their own bracket of subsidized fare, not because we belong to a superior race (LOL) but because I simply want to save money for Christmas, and for my future campaign. Smart, yes? (Discriminatory, yes?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 JEEPNEY DRIVERS MUST HAVE A MONTHLY TRIP TO ANY MEDICAL FACILITY THAT OFFERS EAR-CANDLING. Jeepneys are not longer than 12 feet but it takes the sound waves from passengers forever to reach the driver's stirrup, anvil and hammer. I don't want to elaborate since this one does not require much brain cells to process. Clever, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah, there goes the debut of twisted rulings I thirst to implement once I secure a seat in the legislative. Vote for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cool, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-6815007087381377818?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6815007087381377818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=6815007087381377818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6815007087381377818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6815007087381377818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/mikhails-radical-solutions-commuter.html' title='Mikhail&apos;s Radical Solutions: Commuter Ails'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2630620661773885656</id><published>2008-09-22T13:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:28:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainit na (Pagka)Sabaw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isa 'to sa mga panahon kung kailan nagmimistulang tahimik ang buhay. Walang buhay. Parang ang bagal bagal tumakbo ng oras, kahit kanina pa kong alas-nuwebe nakaharap dito sa PC. Ilang sites na ang pabalik-balik kong pinuntahan. Ilang kanta na ang dumaan at paulit-ulit na sumundot sa pandinig ko. Iba ang pakiramdam ko ngayon. Sinubukan kong tukuyin kung ano nga 'tong nararamdaman ko -- blangko. Hindi gumagana ang isip ko. Parang naiwan ako kung saan at di ko alam kung saan ako pupunta. Naiinis ako sa spell check ng Safari kasi pag Tagalog ang ginagamit ko, lahat may pulang broken line sa ilalim. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sa tingin nitong browser ko, mali ang mga Tagalog na salita. US-centric. West-minded. Racist. Discriminatory. Gusto kong naka-justify parati ang mga bloke ng text na pina-publish ko kasi mukhang madumi tingnan pag hindi. Maganda pag pantay. Gusto ko na maligo pero parang mas masarap magpa-massage kasi sobrang sakit na ng likod ko. Andami ko kasing burden. Parang china-channel na lang ng katawan ko sa pisikal na sakit para mas madaling remedyuhan. Birthday ng isa kong blockmate ngayon, binati ko sya nang mag-online sya sa YM at nagreply sya. All-caps ko syang binati dahil yun na lang yung nakikita kong paraan para mas maramdaman nyang sincere ako sa wish ko na maging mas masaya na sya. Hindi sya ang una kong sinubukang kausapin sa YM, marami nang nagdaan --  pero lahat sila iniwan na ako. Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit kailangan ang konsepto ng paglisan. Parang ang lungkot lungkot lungkot. Yun bang parang may panahon ka, pero walang panahon ang iba. Maraming oras , pero may mga oras din na parang wala. Nakakainis yung mga panahong ganito -- parang patikim lang ng isang buhay na walang inaalala at iniisip, parang isang maikling sulyap lang at kawala mula sa magulong buhay ng pag-aaral. Nakakainis kasi parang tinatakam ka na balang araw, makakabawi ka din at mae-enjoy ang bunga ng lahat ng paghihirap mo. Nakakainis kasi ang tagal pa nun. Nakakainis kasi nakakainip. Nakakainis kasi walang kasiguraduhan na yun nga ang kalalabasan ng lahat ng 'to. Nakakainis mag-isa minsan, pero may mga panahon namang sobrang sarap mag-isa -- lalo na kung nasa gitna ka ng tahimik na bukid at halos mahawakan mo ang hangin sa sobrang lakas ng buga nito. Hindi mala-tornado, pero basta masarap. Gusto kong mabuhay sa probinsya. Magiging magsasaka na lang ako. Isa lang kasi ang schedule ng magsasaka: gising, tanim, tulog. Ayoko na. Ayoko na palang maging kahit ano. Gusto ko na lang ganito -- stagnant, dormant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2630620661773885656?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2630620661773885656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2630620661773885656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2630620661773885656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2630620661773885656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/mainit-na-pagkasabaw.html' title='Mainit na (Pagka)Sabaw.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-8236377870046392724</id><published>2008-09-18T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:47:12.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I thought it was over..</title><content type='html'>May MP3 pa palaaaaa! Nope, not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;MP3! Third machine problem. Grr. Akala ko tapos na ang EEE11 eh! Waaaaaaaa. Nooooo. *dies* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-8236377870046392724?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8236377870046392724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=8236377870046392724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/8236377870046392724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/8236377870046392724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-i-thought-it-was-over.html' title='And I thought it was over..'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-5639613454840603624</id><published>2008-09-18T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:22:39.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Playlist</title><content type='html'>Come on, give it a try. Real good. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 The Man Who Can't Be Moved ~ The Script&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Won't Stop ~ One Republic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Come On Get Higher ~ Matt Nathanson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Live High ~ Jason Mraz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Make It Mine ~ Jason Mraz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-5639613454840603624?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5639613454840603624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=5639613454840603624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/5639613454840603624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/5639613454840603624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/feel-good-playlist.html' title='Feel Good Playlist'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-4390247287229535379</id><published>2008-09-17T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:47:56.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolute Wastedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah obviously I'm fixing my layout. I hope this will entice my brilliant mind to produce more sensible posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So help me God. Tic TAC tic TAC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS Sobrang loser ng sem ngayon. End it! End it! End it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-4390247287229535379?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4390247287229535379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=4390247287229535379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4390247287229535379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4390247287229535379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/absolute-wastedness.html' title='Absolute Wastedness'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-491014393266027987</id><published>2008-09-06T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:15:39.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I might not be posting anytime soon so don't expect LOL (Sorry to my fans). Anyway yeah there's so many many things to do and I only have a couple of minutes to do this rant post. I want to change my layout since it reminds me of coffee. Coffee makes me poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now I shall be reviewing for the latter of my back-to-back weekend wrecker exams. Have a nice day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-491014393266027987?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/491014393266027987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=491014393266027987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/491014393266027987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/491014393266027987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/ugh-pressure.html' title='Ugh Pressure'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-8657099029970029908</id><published>2008-08-11T10:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:16:04.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/joker-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/joker-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I bet they would not find a better Joker than Heath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-8657099029970029908?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8657099029970029908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=8657099029970029908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/8657099029970029908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/8657099029970029908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6226411639295638123</id><published>2008-08-04T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:43:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerras de las Estrellas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Episode 1: The Witch Menace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasa kwarto ang magkakapatid. Nakahiga ang ating bida at malapit nang matulog nang marinig ang kanilang talakayan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chang: Sino ba magandang witch? Ano ba pangalan nun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keng: Ako merong alam. Alin ba? Yung kumain kila Hello Kitty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chang: Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keng: Oo meron talaga nun pramis. Kinain sina Hello Kitty at yung Prince. Kahit panoorin mo pa sa YouTube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ako: *ngisi*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Episode 2: Attack of the Hermit Crabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa sala. Masayang minamasdan ng magkakapatid ang kanilang bagong biling mga hermit crabs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koy: Mommy may pet na kami!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keng: Anong kinakain nito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koy: Hindi yan kumakain. Naninipit lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ako: *ngisi*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Episode 3: Revenge of the Nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa sala muli. Nanonood ng TV. Nilalaro ng isa sa magkakapatid ang GameBoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koy: Kuya kilala mo ba yung nurse sa Pokemon Center?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuya: Hindi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koy: Si Nurse Joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lolo: Ah yung health center ba yan sa 5th Avenue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koy at Keng: SA POKEMON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lolo: Ah saan ba yang Pokemon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ako: *ngisi*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kapatid&lt;/span&gt; /ka-pa-tid/ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pangngalan&lt;/span&gt; 1. Mga nilalalang sa loob ng tahanan na pinaghuhugutan ng kasiyahan, kadalasan sa di inaasahang pagkakataon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-6226411639295638123?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6226411639295638123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=6226411639295638123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6226411639295638123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6226411639295638123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/08/guerras-de-las-estrellas.html' title='Guerras de las Estrellas'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-4018430220545421777</id><published>2008-08-03T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:18:27.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/740/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/throw.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-4018430220545421777?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4018430220545421777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=4018430220545421777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4018430220545421777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4018430220545421777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-latest-addiction.html' title='My Latest Addiction.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-3523528463967470565</id><published>2008-07-31T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:47:46.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have To Post This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's almost 2 in the morning and I just finished (sort of) my MP for EEE11 -- which is still, as much as I regret, incomplete. I still have tons of work to do on the coding, flowcharts and algorithms. Plus it still has to be documented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was around 1 when Lia buzzed me via YM (she's doing her MP too) and asked me if I already did the homework for Math55. Damn. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I am, lazily typing on my laptop's keyboard torn between  dozing to sleep or trying and taking a shot at Math. Damn triple integrals. My back, neck, and every other non-aching parts of my body are aching now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, and Spongebob's theme keeps ringing in my ears. Tin-tinin-tinin. GAHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-3523528463967470565?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3523528463967470565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=3523528463967470565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3523528463967470565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3523528463967470565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-to-post-this.html' title='I Have To Post This'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6510070396846872536</id><published>2008-07-08T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:05:52.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disisdalayp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unang Araw (5 July 2008)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0700 hours. Nasa gitna ako ng UP. Bitbit ang isang malaking bag na may lamang lumang damit, mga Lucky Me at Ligo sardines. Para 'to sa mga nasalanta ng Frank. Inilapag ko yun sa sulok ng room, at nagmadaling tumakbo sa formation sa field, habang pasimpleng nagta-tuck in ng damit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0800 hours. Na-assign ako sa Infantry batallion, first company, second platoon. Hindi ko alam ang military jargon dahil wala akong anumang experience dito dahil wala kaming CAT nung HS. Ang alam ko lang, ang magmarch. Pero lahat naman yata ng tao alam yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0930 hours. Nagsimulang magturo ng life support si FM.  FM = funny marine. Hindi ko alam ang pangalan nya pero di sya nakakaantok maglecture at benta ang bonding nila ng dummy nya na nameless din. Pwede sya maging stand-up comic dahil 90% of the time ay nagpapatawa sya. Natutunan ko ang wastong paggawa ng rescue breathing, CPR etc. Gusto mong iligtas kita? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1200 hours. Natapos ang lecture. Nangawit ang mga hita namin sa halos tatlong oras na pag-Indian sit kaya mahirap bumaba ng hagdan. Dapat chibs muna sa Katip, pero dahil nagkawasak wasak ang plan at umamin si kaibigang Clarence na kailangan nya humabol sa opening ng UAAP, napagdesisyunan na naming magsiuwian.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1320 hours. Pasakay na ko ng line 2 ng LRT patungong Recto. Marami akong kasakay na college people. Lahat sila didiretsong Araneta para maki-cheer sa mga school nila. Sorry, pero may iba akong plans para sa araw na 'to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1430 hours. Nasa Caloocan na ko at nagagahol na dahil ang usapan naming meet up nila Vim at Flor ay alas tres ng hapon. Kailangang kong maligo at kumain at mag-impake at magpapogi ng madali dahil maiiwan na ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1500 hours. Nasa tricycle na ko papunta kina Vim. At pagdating ko dun, wala na sila. Wala sila dahil bumili pala sila ng pagkain namin sa tindahan. Ibig sabihin, babalik pa sila, at hinintay nila talaga ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1545 hours. Nasa taxi na kaming tatlo parating ng Manila Hotel at pinag-uusapan namin na paano kaya kung nagsama kami ng ibang kaibigan tulad nina BFF Carlo at BFF Allison. Nagtawanan na lang kami. After all, pag-eenjoy ang pangunahing pakay ng gimik na 'to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1630 hours. Nasa lobby na kami ng Manila Hotel. Perstaym ko. HAHA. Lumapit sa check-in counter sina Vim at Flor without me. Ito ay dahil room for two lang ang kwartong yun. Nakuha na nila ang susi at palihim ko na silang sinundan sa Rm 715 ng Manila Hotel.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1700 hours. Ine-explore na namin ang suite. Gandaaaa. Ganito pala feeling ng ng isang RK. Haha! Namangha kami at na-excite gamitin ang bath tub. Nakamamangha din ang toilet na may kakaibang feature. Pati na ang malaking kama. At ang cable TV. At ang view ng Manila Bay. Okay namangha kami sa lahat ng bagay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1800 hours. Paalis na kami papuntang MOA kung saan ililibre kami ni birthday girl Flor ng dinner. Dumating na nga din pala si Jess ni Vim. Hehe. Ssssh. Napagdesisyunan naming sa Juan's Bistro kumain para Pinoy food naman for a change. At dahil lahat kami eh di pa nakakakain dun. Masarap ang pagkain. Taba ng talangka = dabest. :(( Kaiyak dahil hindi kami nagkikibuan habang chumichibs na isang matinding sintomas ng matinding pagkagutom. Parehas lang ang presyo ng Java rice at steamed rice dahil wala naman silang pinag-iba sa lasa. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1900 hours. Naglilibot at nagwiwindow shopping kami sa MOA. Hinanap nila ang store na Magneato at bumili sina Vim at Flor ng halamang may nakalagay na message sa mga dahon. Amazing. Benta talaga samin ang mga mababaw na bagay. Dumungaw din kami sa bay. Malagkit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2000 hours. Nasa taxi na kami pauwi. Este, pabalik pala ng hotel. May mga angel na figurine si Manong driver na gusto namin arborin ngunit hindi sya pumayag. Naka-Mighty bond na daw yun. Nalungkot kami. Ng konti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2045 hours. Nag-aabang ako sa turn ko para sa evening shower. Enjoy ang bath time dahil kailangan mong i-figure out kung paano paganahin ang shower. Medyo hindi 'to nasolve ni Vim kaya payuko syang naligo sa mababang gripo. HAHAHA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2200 hours. Oras na ng kwentuhan. Maraming na-share. Pero kadalasan pinagtatawanan lang namin ang ibang tao. HAHAHAHA. Evil. Inantok na din kami kaya't nagpahinga na. Sinong magkakatabi? Kaming lahat. Isa lang kama eh. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ikalawang Araw (6 July 2008)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0600 hours. Good morning everyone! Please pakipatay yung aircon. Mamamatay na tayo. Nagising akong nakadantay kay Flor. Tama, naiba nga ang order ng pagtulog. HAHAHAHA. Sneakers KAMI. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0700 hours. Gising na kaming lahat at naghahanda na para sa early morning swim. YAY! Muntik na kami mabuko sa modus operandi nang tanungin ng pool attendant kung ilan kami sa room. Buti na lang hassler na si Vim sa hotel sneak ins kaya mabilis syang nakapagpalusot. Apparently, may bayad na P300+ ang bawat guest na hindi in-house. So dahil di ako counted, may bayad ako. Pitch in naman kami kaya oks lang. Si Jess natulog uli kasi puyat daw sya. Si Vim din mukhang puyat. ALAM NA. Biro laaaang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0830 hours. Sinubukan namin akyatin ang gym at sauna dahil parte ito ng amenities na sakop ng P300 na fee. Nakakatakot kasi walang tao. As in. Zero. Walang bantay or whatever. Parang Dawn of the Dead ang ambience. Natakot kami dahil baka may mga bangkay sa sauna room or sa massaging beds.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1030 hours. Umahon na kami upang mag-pack up dahil 12pm ang check-out ayon sa hotel attendant. Pagkabihis, lahat silang tatlo, naka-stripe. Ako, well, checkered naman yung shorts ko. Labo. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1130 hours. Nagpilit sila sa Greenwich Kalaw kumain kahit gusto ko sa Jollibee. Namiss ko ang Jollibee pero dahil outnumbered ako 3 to 1, sa Greenwich kami kumain. Matapos kumain, lumakad na kami papuntang UN Avenue station ng LRT para makauwi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1400 hours. Nakina Vim na kami ni Flor at bine-brainwash na namin yung parents ni Vim tungkol sa pagiging TATLO lang namin sa hotel. Hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall masaya naman ang buong gimik. Namiss ko din kasi ang makasama ang barkada kong 'to. Susunod na namin ang Boracay. HAHAHA. Dapat HK Disneyland eh pero.. sikreto. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out photos sa Multiply ko. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-6510070396846872536?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6510070396846872536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=6510070396846872536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6510070396846872536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6510070396846872536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/07/disisdalayp.html' title='Disisdalayp.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2474320745258705778</id><published>2008-07-07T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:07:17.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Childhood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Childhood is not knowing the proper way to expel sticky fluid obstructing the nasal passages. Childhood is that when told to sneeze, you inhale instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is bugging your folks not to force you to take the afternoon nap. Childhood is spending it running around the neighborhood with friends, going home to dad's spanks and mom's scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is burping aloud, and everyone laughs with you. Childhood is when everyone seems to be patient with you, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is the long 5-in-the-morning walk hand-in-hand with your Lola towards the ricefields. Childhood is sitting on the grass wet with dew, to witness the magnificent sunrise. Childhood is understanding that the sun is the king of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is tugging at your Lola's duster as she enjoys her afternoon siesta. Childhood is asking for a few coins to spend on Kopiko and Lipps. Childhood is the fascination when Lipps leaves your lips colored bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is waking up to the familiar clink and clanks of pots and pans. Childhood is getting up to five or six gas stoves simultaneously gashing with fire. Childhood is watching Lola cook breakfast for the whole barangay -- from champorado, lugaw, sopas to pansit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is the recurring awe over airplanes. Childhood is chasing those planes and saying goodbye to them as they leave your vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is wanting to have as many crayons as you want. Childhood is comparing them to your seatmates. Childhood is breaking those crayons in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is far from UP, class cards, heavy traffic and hectic schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood has no rules. Childhood has no deadlines. Childhood has no bounds. At the same time, childhood has all these three, when you come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is wanting more. Childhood is both having plenty of time and time that just isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is receiving the same amount of overflowing love, both at your best and at your worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is probably the best stage of life that is best to go back to.&lt;br /&gt;I miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2474320745258705778?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2474320745258705778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2474320745258705778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2474320745258705778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2474320745258705778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/07/of-childhood.html' title='Of Childhood.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-7505468343336446934</id><published>2008-07-07T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:09:02.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This post is SO long overdue. If there was eternity, this was beyond it. Hahaha. This is supposed to be my independence celebration post. Here goes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So it was June 12th. Early in the morning, I was already up to prepare for school. My classes start at 9, so I have to leave an hour and a half before. 6am and the strereo's already booming as Mo Twister, Mojo and Grace Lee talk and talk and talk while I yawn and yawn and yawn. And stretch. They mentioned something about the negative feedback by militant groups to one magazine's alleged offense -- the magazine had a model with her body painted with the design of the Philippine flag as its front cover.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay. So this is what passes for nationalism.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So enough with the hoopla about laws and shit, the point is that the magazine committed something bigtime by brandishing the flag fluidly clinging to the model's body. One thing that bothers me is the OVERreaction which was futher magnified by the media's countless articles and segments about this PETTY thing. Yeah petty. You heard that right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't have a full grasp of what this whole flag-respect-nationalistic-law thing is all about, but it somehow states that the flag cannot be used as any part or patch of clothing, and its design cannot be imitated the whole clothing itself. That's the reason why can no longer see this terno with the Philippine flag's pattern anywhere.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What about the 8K Adidas jacket? I want one. But it would be unlawful. :( HAHAHA. It was well-received by the masses that all branches ran out of stock. New ones will come out August this year. (Yes I am so informed about it. Ganda eh.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And what if Manny Pacquiao or any Pinoy athlete puts a miniature flag on their shorts, speedos, and overalls as they compete in the international arena? Would that be unlawful too?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See, my point here is that we shouldn't be too eager to be heroes ourselves. Pointing out what is wrong does not necessarily make you good. Doing something good is WAY better than just not doing what is wrong. Everyone wants to be hero, but apparently nobidy has a better idea how to. I'm not saying that respect to the flag and other national emblems are unimportant, but there are many things that can contribute much better to a greater idea of what nationalism really is. There are thousands of ways you could show this 7000-island nation how much you treasure her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And that starts from not looking at magazines with adult content.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kidding. Why not read a book, and share what you learned to children? Volunteer in action centers for those who were affected by typhoons. Go to the slums and teach them family planning. Find something more productive than arguing endlessly over something insignificant.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome to the twenty-first century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-7505468343336446934?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7505468343336446934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=7505468343336446934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7505468343336446934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/7505468343336446934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-flag.html' title='What the Flag'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-4949146015015055005</id><published>2008-06-07T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:50:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PE 2: UP Enrolment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after an accumulated 23 hours of running, walking, lining up, waiting, standing in the heat and walking even more, I finally am enrolled. My friend is right, UP people are not smart at all. Very UNsystematic ng enrolment process. Even major subjects, which are supposed to be easier to enlist in due to lack of competition, are out of slots. Because of one major subject, my whole schedule was messed up, so I had to prerog 5 out of 7 subjects. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE. PE. PE. PE had to be my least favored subject in high school, and now, I hate it even more. Ang hirap kumuha ng PE. Four terms have passed, and I only had one PE subject under my belt. I don't know if I'll still try to score one once classes have started, because in means another round of lining up, waiting, standing in the heat, and walking back and forth buildings --  a process familiarly known as AddMat or add-matriculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP knows that everyone needs to take 4 PE subjects throughout his/her UP education. Then why won't they address the demand and create more sections? The lack of teaching force, I guess. I have a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a new subject: PE 2 UP Enrolment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total workout eh. As in. Pag-uwi mo, talo pa nag-gym sa sakit ng katawan. At totoo, liliit nga ang tiyan mo sa paglakad, pagbilad sa araw etc. Sakto, since everyone undergoes the same rotten process and works their asses off. So why not credit the process as one PE subject? Galing ko diba? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am kidding. But I think they should still reconsider my brilliant idea. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, here's my schedule for this semester. I hope I pass all these. The war has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;10.00-11.30 Math55&lt;br /&gt;11.30-1.00 BREAK&lt;br /&gt;1.00-2.30 Philo10&lt;br /&gt;2.30-5.30 EEE11 lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;8.30-10.00 EEE11 lec&lt;br /&gt;10.00-11.30 EEE33&lt;br /&gt;11.30-1.00 Math114&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;9.00-10.00 EEE33&lt;br /&gt;10.00-11.30 Math55&lt;br /&gt;11.30-1.00 BREAK&lt;br /&gt;1.00-2.30 Philo10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;10.00-11.30 EEE33&lt;br /&gt;11.30-1.00 Math114&lt;br /&gt;1.00-4.00 EEE34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;9.00-12.00 CTWS MilSci1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Sobrang irregular ng sched ko. Iba-iba pasok ko. Iba-iba uwi. At nag-advance pa ko ng isang Math dahil kung hindi, underload ako. Math114 yun. At ang pangalan ng prof ko: Yoshifumi Takenouchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weird feeling about this. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-4949146015015055005?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4949146015015055005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=4949146015015055005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4949146015015055005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/4949146015015055005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/pe-2-up-enrolment.html' title='PE 2: UP Enrolment'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-1655902292803799367</id><published>2008-06-07T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:41:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para-Lang-May-Mapost Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;The Seven Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT SCARE ME:&lt;br /&gt;1. The loss of someone I really love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lumilipad na ipis.&lt;br /&gt;3. Someone or something from under my bed who will go and pull my feet.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be eaten alive by sharks or crocodiles OR BY THE SWIMMING POOL HOLE.&lt;br /&gt;5. Immortality. At first, it seems amazing. But later on, I wouldn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;6. Real life zombies.&lt;br /&gt;7. Not to be able to finish my education. NOT COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I LOVE THE MOST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mi Familia. Benta pa din yung Hello Kitty wallpaper. Apir, Keng!&lt;br /&gt;2. Siya.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sining. Benta una kong tinype yung Art, and it didn't sound right. HAHAHAHA! Hmm kasama na dito ang mga aklat, movies, TV shows at music na talaga namang I can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;4. Intellectual conversations! Dami kong natututunan promise!&lt;br /&gt;5. Looooong road trips. Sarap talaga neto.&lt;br /&gt;6. FREE FOOD. Hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Learning (not necessary in school)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY ROOM:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bed plus pillows syempre.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mga regalo mula sa kung sinu-sino.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cellphone + laptop.&lt;br /&gt;4. BOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cards at letters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. The badminton-racket-shaped mosquito swatter. It's electronic! Amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. AIRCON. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. I took grade one twice. I finished grade one in a private school in San Jose, Nueva Ecija. First honors ako nun! Pagtapos nun, I was supposed to enroll here in Manila (sa St Joseph, school namin nina Jay at Yabut.) But they won't accept me sa grade two since di ako abot sa age requirement. Dammit. So balik Nueva Ecija ako to be in grade one AGAIN. So dapat incoming college junior na ko ngayon. NOT COOL. Pakiramdam ko mahihirapan ako. PLUS di ko pa makikilala mga taong kilala ko. The Butterfly Effect yeah!&lt;br /&gt;2. The best part about buying new stuff is that I get to peel price tags. Sorry favorite ko talaga. Hahaha. Okay ang random neto.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a built-in Deluminator inside me. I have this weird experience which kept on recurring that when I pass by a lamp post, it suddenly turns on or turns off. And nope, I'm not kidding nor dreaming here.&lt;br /&gt;4. I easily forget stuff. Really. Say, for example, I went upstairs to fetch something. I climbed the stairs and when I am there, I already forgot what I was supposed to get. Grr. This one really gets into my nerves at times. Otherwise, I just laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pizza makes me poop. LOL. Or maybe it's the quantity. :))&lt;br /&gt;6. Part of me is non-conformist. Kaya di ko alam kung bakit ko 'to sinasagutan. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;7. LOVE IS MY RELIGION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN'T DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. Memorize all integration formulas. :(( Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;2. Poop anywhere except home.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to school without doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Use chopsticks to eat. :((&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat balut.&lt;br /&gt;6. Finish a book in one sitting. I tried so hard, parati ako nakakatulog.&lt;br /&gt;7. Play one musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;(8. Turn back time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep with my eyes partially open.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep all day.&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk in the phone till 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do a lot of things alone.&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish Christmas shopping in an hour or less.&lt;br /&gt;6. Shave my head, and make believe that it's for rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;7. Walk from UP to Marikina and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU PLAN TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn how to use chopsticks!&lt;br /&gt;2. Tour the world.&lt;br /&gt;3. Give my parents a nice big house.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ride the London Eye.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bungee jump and sky dive.&lt;br /&gt;6. Buy one of the World Islands and build a vacation home there.&lt;br /&gt;7. Study in MIT. PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT ATTRACT YOU TO THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br /&gt;1. CLEAN FEET.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wit.&lt;br /&gt;3. Can pull off anything na isuot nya.&lt;br /&gt;4. The smile!&lt;br /&gt;5. Malakas kumain.&lt;br /&gt;6. Patience and understanding. (:&lt;br /&gt;7. Whispers 'I love you' in my ears while waiting for a jeep in Philcoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT REPULSE YOU IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lack of brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;2. Skimpy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Asian series.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cutie-patootie magtext.&lt;br /&gt;5. IQ lower than that of Willie Revillame's.&lt;br /&gt;6. Loud and proud nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;7. Excess HAIR. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU SAY THE MOST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gets?&lt;br /&gt;2. Chong.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dude.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kewl.&lt;br /&gt;6. Yak.&lt;br /&gt;7. Benta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN CELEBRITY CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mama Angelina Jolie&lt;br /&gt;2. Kate Hudson&lt;br /&gt;3. Natalie Portman&lt;br /&gt;4. Bea Alonzo&lt;br /&gt;5. Tina Fey&lt;br /&gt;6. Amy Poehler&lt;br /&gt;7. Sarah Silverman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;UPDATES: Those in italic are added just now. Forgive me for the lapses of my poor brain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(10 June 2008 at 8.41 pm)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-1655902292803799367?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1655902292803799367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=1655902292803799367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1655902292803799367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/1655902292803799367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/para-lang-may-mapost-post.html' title='Para-Lang-May-Mapost Post'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-3477207888338197463</id><published>2008-06-07T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:45:22.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIT Fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;..and nope Mom, it's not MAPUA. It's Massachussetts, okay? Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been constantly raiding the malls with my sibs and cousins this summer due to a bunch of reasons: (1) We have the dough! Thanks Tito and Tita! (2) We have things to do at the mall: ice skate, shop, window-shop, EAT, and eat even more. (3) Need a quick fix for global warming? MALLS and (4) A lot of good movies came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Stark. Dammit! Idol ko na sya. Amaziiiiing. Iron Man was plain cool. The numbers are there to prove it! The protagonist has this great balance of flaws and greatness into him, which makes the character more realistic, and thus, endearing. THE GADGETS are soooo cool. Hello Jervis, the robo-arm which was supposed to be a real man, way back in the comics. Plus it has all the elements you'll need in an amazing flick: friends who turn their backs on you, relevant issues like the war on terror, and love! Hahaha! The plot was unusual yet entertaining. You have to watch this. Not your typical superhero movies. Move over, Spiderman. Kidding. Rating: 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Racer naman. I thought the movie was a bit dragged. Sobrang haba kasi plus they have these scenes na medyo nakakaantok. I slept for 10 minutes. Hahaha! Nakakahilo with all the colors. The plot has twists, but I think they overdid it --  too many turns in the plot. On the flipside, the graphics were nice, except for the few animated parts which looked really animated. Rain was there. And nope, he didn't say "My name is Rain." In the end, it was still a good watch, especially for the kids-at-heart. Rating: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner winner chicken dinner. Across the Universe II, a.k.a 21, is entertaining and TRULY INSPIRATIONAL. Hahaha! Let's go to Vegas! It was about Jeff Ma and a bunch of MIT students who devised a sheme to beat the system -- that is, the game blackjack. I didn't know how to play blackjak but it has something to do with the number 21, with the players aiming to have a hand which sums up exactly to 21. Their plan wasn't a sure shot, it was still variable depending on the how 'hot' or 'cool' a table is, which describes its winnability. Jim Sturgess still had that Jude-esque vibe into him - the moves, the lines, the get-up. Kate Bosworth has nice eyes. I'm not sure if they have the same colors. The veterans, Fishburne and Spacey, were okay. The Asians, were, hmm.. Asians. Haha. I think their looks are too exotic that they didn't even need much effort in designing their disguises. "Hey, I'm Asian today! And I'm wearing the same skimpy clothes!" I really liked Ben's story, much because I could relate to it. I know how it's like to deal with insufficient resources, especially for education. I like to do things my own way. And as long as I can find alternative solutions to a problem, I won't bother my folks about it. I still classify this as a must-watch, because it's really inspiring. Haha! Casino Filipino, here we come! Rating: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Malls really provide a lot of things to do, including a couple of paragraphs to put in your blog. One problem that ticks me about malling is the PEOPLE. Damn, malls become ant colonies during summer breaks. People are literally everywhere. The place is crawling with all types of all walks of life -- from running kids to nagging moms to easily-bored teenagers *ehem* to lolos and lolas 'doing the hustle.' And some people go to the malls just for the sake of it. Okay rants na naman. NOT COOL. Basta ayokong ayoko talaga sa madaming tao. (For extra info, see 'Random superlatives.')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: GOALS GOALS GOALS. Stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term goal: I WANT TO GO TO MIT FOR MY MASTERS STUDIES. Haha, must've been the effect of Iron Man and 21.&lt;br /&gt;Short term goal: Kung Fu Panda and Wanted and Prince Caspian. Kthanks MTRCB for giving Mama Angelina's film an R rating. Grr. Sana pati Kung Fu Panda para magpatiwakal na ko. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-3477207888338197463?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3477207888338197463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=3477207888338197463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3477207888338197463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3477207888338197463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/mit-fever.html' title='MIT Fever.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2007990762690495770</id><published>2008-06-05T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:34:29.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you are really listening, you are awake to the poignant beauty of the world. Your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so that it can hold even more wonders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andrew Harvey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay so pauso ko naman yung quote of the day. As if masusundan. Hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2007990762690495770?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2007990762690495770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2007990762690495770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2007990762690495770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2007990762690495770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-9042601865290321697</id><published>2008-06-05T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:28:53.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random superlatives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps the best and noblest street vendor I've seen is this one man who sells Philippine flags. I passed by CCP (Cultural Center) today on my way to the airport to accompany my relatives, leaving for Oman, when I saw the vendor. I'm not sure if he keeps an ample amount of patriotic vibes inside him. But who cares, he's unique! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the worst things human beings have to encounter are goodbyes. I hate goodbyes. They're plain sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the hardest thing to do in one day is to search for a single person in a 493-hectare campus, which houses around 65,000 students, teachers, personnel and residents. What's harder? To search for someone who does not even want to be found. DAMN. I MISS YOU. I KNOW YOU KNOW. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the funniest thing is to find out that your desktop wallpaper is an oversized, stretched, pixelized image of Hello Kitty just because your little sister clicked the option 'Set as Background' thinking it's the Friendster background she is working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the dumbest stupidest radio segment I've heard is what I heard in a cab going home. It's on EnergyFM, a 'masa' station. I didn't even remember which frequency it was in, or maybe, I didn't even care. It has this segment called Live Tracks where they play studio-recorded songs and to live up to the segment's name, they INFUSE cheering and/or clapping tracks. (Think of laugh tracks you hear in Bubble Gang or Saturday Night Live. They are basically the same.) Talk about live tracks. And the song I heard? David Cook's killer rendition of the famous Mariah song. It was full length, and equipped with my Idol know-how, I am sure it was recorded. Live Tracks? Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps buses are the grandest living, (Well, not really living. But hey, they're moving!) examples of Philippine overpopulation and the lack of 'doing-something-about-it-schemes.' Commuters unite! Tell me how many times you've experienced boarding overcrowded buses. People standing in the aisle, shoving, cursing under their breath. They're the worst things! The stench of a hard day's work fills the air. Haha! What a nice welcome to exhausted students whose only wish is to lay on their warm beds. Ah rants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best things in life are still to come. Perhaps they have already passed. Who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-9042601865290321697?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/9042601865290321697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=9042601865290321697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/9042601865290321697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/9042601865290321697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-superlatives.html' title='Random superlatives.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-6149105415604189950</id><published>2008-06-05T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:26:27.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulung-bulungan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina may lagnat si Koy, ang bunso kong kapatid. Nagsusuka din sya at masakit ang tiyan. Syempre, the usual, ginamitan sya ng bimpo na ibinabad sa ice bath para nga naman maalis ang init sa katawan nya. Pero may isa pa silang ginawa sa kanya na ngayon ko lang nakita. Kumuha sila ng ilang tangkay at dahon ng malunggay at saka ihinampas (ng mahina lang naman) kay Koy na parang latigo. Yeah. Ginawa nila yun. At eto pa, kapag daw walang nalaglag na dahon ay malamang na 'nausog' o 'nabati' si Koy. Hindi ko alam kung anong medical o clinical explanation sa strange phenomenon na ito na kung tatawagin sa mas malawak na terminolohiya ay PAMAHIIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Ang daming pamahiing Pinoy ang tumatawag sa pansin ko, at nababahagian ko naman ng kahit kaunting brain attention. Bakit nga ba bawal magwalis kapag gabi? At bawal din maggupit ng kuko? Bakit bawal maligo kapag may patay? Kung anuman ang paliwanag sa mga ito, hindi ko alam. Siguro maraming taon pa ang babalikan ko para matukoy nga kung saan nanggaling lahat ng iyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ilan sa mga nasabi na sa akin, o naranasan ko nang pamahiin, paniniwala o kasabihan eh may sense naman pala. Tulad nang dating magpabunot ako ng ngipin. Tanghali nun, at sa San Mateo, Rizal pa kami nakatira. Grade Four yata ako nun. SOBRANG sakit ng ngipin ko dahil may nakagat yata akong kung anumang matigas. Kung ang ulam ba namin nun ay bulalo, o trip ko lang ipalo ang dental structure ko sa kahoy ay hindi ko na alam. Basta. Sobrang sakit. Pero sinabihan ako nung kapitbahay naming matanda na kinabukasan na ko magpabunot. Iwasan daw na sa hapon magpabunot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkasabi nya nun, parang biglang kumidlat at parang scene sa isang thriller ang kinalabasan ng usapan namin. Siguro dahil yun sa nanlilisik nyang mga mata, matatalim na pangil, magulong buhok at duguan nyang damit. Pero alam mo namang joketime lang yan. Oh well, nalaman ko din later on na parang mas aktibo yata ang circulation ng dugo sa hapon kaya mas madugo ang pagbunot ng ngipin. At yan ang dahilan kung bakit dapat na sa umaga nagpapabunot ng ngipin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related dyan yung kwento sa pagbili ng sapatos. Ito naman reverse, dapat sa hapon naman, dahil nagse-swell ang paa ng tao (pero di naman todo) kapag hapon na. Kaya ito ang best time para bumili ng bagong Nike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap isipin na may meaning pala talaga yung ibang kasabihan kasi medyo skeptic ako nung una at feeling ko kasi imbento lang ng mga matatanda yung iba eh. Yun bang minsan eh ginagamit na panakot sa bata kung ayaw pa nito matulog, maligo, o kumain. Pero yun nga, enjoy naman i-analyze ng mabuti ang mga ganitong uri ng bagay. Well, lahat naman yata eh nagiging mas intricate, meaningful at sophisticated kung titingnan mo lang ng mabuti at uusisain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-6149105415604189950?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6149105415604189950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=6149105415604189950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6149105415604189950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/6149105415604189950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/bulung-bulungan.html' title='Bulung-bulungan.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-517226640466156944</id><published>2008-06-05T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:24:31.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noise noise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was busy doing nothing in my room while my laptop's beside me, doing all the illegal downloading of songs for me. The room was pure chaotic. I decided to catch some of the things my cousins and sibs were talking about. Here they are in all randomness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang notepad.&lt;br /&gt;Koy magkano ang Roadhouse?&lt;br /&gt;Eleven.&lt;br /&gt;Ang mahal.&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko pumunta ng Ocean Park.&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ang dami mong pera?&lt;br /&gt;Kinukuha nya.&lt;br /&gt;Kasi tingnan mo 58% pa lang yung charge level.&lt;br /&gt;Sabihin ko pabili ko?&lt;br /&gt;Sino may gustong Piattos?&lt;br /&gt;Ako naman pwede e.&lt;br /&gt;Seven nga! 77!&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko bawal mag-Internet?&lt;br /&gt;Anak mainit dyan!&lt;br /&gt;E gusto ko magpapawis e.&lt;br /&gt;Sinong nag-inuman nyang Yakult na yan?&lt;br /&gt;Itapon mo yan, tatamaan ka saken.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nagalit si Papa, yun pala inaayos na.&lt;br /&gt;Para saan yun?&lt;br /&gt;Story ba yan?&lt;br /&gt;Buksan daw yung aircon sabi ni Tito Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember who said what. You do the linking. *sabaw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-517226640466156944?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/517226640466156944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=517226640466156944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/517226640466156944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/517226640466156944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/noise-noise.html' title='Noise noise.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2189588407457378932</id><published>2008-05-29T08:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:01:55.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camaaaaawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gaano ba katalino ang Pilipino? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TV. Sa Pilipinas ka lang makakakita ng mga squatter na may 21-inch television. Oo, ganyan tayo ka-adik sa telebisyon, koreanovela *ehem*, teleserye, Wowowee at iba pa. Pero ayon kay pareng Chuck sa libro nyang Lullaby, hindi talaga tayo adik sa TV, musika, at radyo. Bakit? Dahil kahit anong oras, pwede naman natin 'tong patayin. Di tulad ng mga smokers, alcoholics at drug addicts na kinakailangan pa ng isolation at therapy para makatakas sa mga bisyo nila. Tama nga sya, pero sa tingin ko, dahil wala namang mga batas na nagbabawal sa sobrang panonood nito ay ganoon din kadaling maging habit agad 'to ng mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At ang kahinaang ito, target ng mapang-abuso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kagabi sa TV Patrol, napanood ko kung paanong parang chicharon na dinurog ni Miriam Santiago ang mga kapwa nya senador dahil sa maagang campaigning para sa 2010 elections. Tama. Hindi mo nga naman kailangan magkaron ng IQ ng 150 para malaman mong nangangampanya na nga sila. Kailan lang ba nagsimula ang mga commercial at billboard ads na 'to? Kesyo sabon, OFW, supplement o anu pa man, lumilitaw lang sila kung nalalapit na ang eleksyon. Kadalasan naman ay sina Sharon, Kris o Judy Ann lang ang laman ng mga patalastas, pero sumasabay na yata sina Chiz, Loren, Mar Roxas, Noli at Villar. Talo pa si Pacquiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ang dahilan nila? Serbisyo publiko. Camaaaawn. You can do better than that! Isa pang dahilan? Dagdag na kita. Mas malaking CAMAAAAAWN. Ano ba chongs? Hello, pork barrel? Does it ring a bell? Ayon sa dating dokyu ng The Correspondents, umaabot sa AT LEAST P200,000 ang earnings ng bawat senador bawat buwan, kung hindi nagnananakaw. Kung nagnanakaw, ibang usapan na yun. &lt;em&gt;Mapapanood mo dito ang video ng The Correspondents: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2yl0y6JRgE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2yl0y6JRgE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pakinggan mo kung ano ang version ni Miriam ng 'camaaaaawn' at around 00:12. Hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pahabol pa, di pa nakuntento ang mga napahiyang pulitiko at sila pa mismo ang nagturuan kung sino ang mali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Loren: Si Noli ang mali dahil milyun-milyong pondo ng gobyerno ang ginagastos nya para sa mga commercial advertisements nya. Ilang milyong mahihirap kaya ang matutulungan nun? (Oops di yan verbatim ah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Noli: Wala akong pagkakamali at lehitimong serbisyo publiko ang ginawa ko. Wala rin akong tinanggap na talent fee dito. (Again, di yan verbatim.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now now, Noli. TALENT FEE? Camaaaaawn. Di naman sa kampi ako kay Loren, pero wala naman yata syang nabanggit na talent fee sa argumento nya. Pera, oo. Pera ng gobyerno na nilulustay kung saan-saan, pero ang talent fee? Nada. Zero. Na-ah. Wala. Hahahaha! Caaamaaaaawn. Wag ka naman umalis sa line of argument. Pag nabilaukan si Gloria o natamaan ng golf ball sa ulo at namatay, ikaw magiging Presidente, kahit ilang minutes lang. Umayos ka naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ang mga pulitikong ito, obviously, ay ina-underestimate ang kakayahan ng mga tao na pumili ng matinong kandidato sa 2010. They assume na sa paraang ito, kahit madumi, ay mahuhuli nila ang kiliti ng masa, kasunod na ang paglitaw ng pangalan nila sa mga balota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ikaw, magpapaloko ka ba? Camaaaaawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2189588407457378932?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2189588407457378932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2189588407457378932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2189588407457378932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2189588407457378932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/camaaaaawn.html' title='Camaaaaawn.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-2667365747835308094</id><published>2008-05-27T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:02:04.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagtakas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dahil nauuso ngayon ang random posts, hindi ko yun gagayahin. Biro lang. Hehe. Gusto ko kasi magpost na, para at least alam ng isip ko na kailangan kong magpost ulit upang masundan at maipagpatuloy na ang nasimulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap mag-swimming. Pero isang bagay parati ang ikanatatakot ko pag nag-si-swimming sa pool. Ano yun? Tubig? Lalim? Creep crawlers? Chlorine? NOPE. Yun ay ang.. *tadaaa* BUTAS SA BABA NG POOL. Yun yung parang drain or sieve na ginagamit, obviously, pang-drain ng pool. Kapag lumusong ako, yun ang una kong hinahanap. Ayokong ayokong ayoko kasing tumatapak dun. Basta. Nakakatakot. Yun lang. Kahit ano itawag mo dun. Swimmingpoolholophobia? Basta. Creeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natutunan kong kapag hinayaan mong matunawan ng yelo ang Coke, at kasabay na nito ang pag-escape ng trapped carbon dioxide dito (carbonated drink, hence.) ay maglalasang prune juice ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maganda ang ikalawang album ng Panic at the Disco. Binawasan nila ang pagsigaw-sigaw at dinagdagan ang musicality kaya mas nakakatuwa silang pakinggan. Go ahead download the whole album. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming tumatakbo sa isip ko pagkatapos ko mapanood ng ilang beses ang Zeitgeist. Isa syang pelikula tungkol sa relihiyon, conspiracy ng 9/11, at currency. All in all, ang theme nya ay ang pagbuo ng one world government kung saan ang lahat ay magiging isa at ang isa ang magiging lahat. Oh well, maglalaan na lang ako ng separate post para dito. Masyado syang profound para maging isang random post lang. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang linggo na lang. Ayoko pa mag-aral ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-2667365747835308094?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2667365747835308094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=2667365747835308094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2667365747835308094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/2667365747835308094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/pagtakas.html' title='Pagtakas.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-3816277540300045254</id><published>2008-05-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:48:15.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subok lang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BOLD&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;em&gt;ITALIC&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-3816277540300045254?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3816277540300045254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=3816277540300045254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3816277540300045254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/3816277540300045254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/subok-lang_26.html' title='Subok lang.'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456561314460649517.post-14512396022029342</id><published>2008-05-26T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:28:22.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katamaran</title><content type='html'>Dulot ito ng katamaran, beybeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5456561314460649517-14512396022029342?l=some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/14512396022029342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5456561314460649517&amp;postID=14512396022029342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/14512396022029342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5456561314460649517/posts/default/14512396022029342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-mad-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/katamaran.html' title='Katamaran'/><author><name>Mikhail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14694487564105986906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
