<?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-6676912</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:26:24.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: through the maelstrom :.</title><subtitle type='html'>delve deep unto the maelstrom. -jv hernandez</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-116654120075972328</id><published>2006-12-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:13:20.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there! Wow, it's finally December, and the holidays are just days away.  In fairness, mejo malamig ngayong mga araw na toh sa pinas.. which is good, cause the past Christmas-es here were like summer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, i haven't been here and updating for like four months or so already? So yeah, talk about coming out of nowhere, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Since it's December now, yknow, with all the yuletide season going on and all, lemme just greet you guys and end the year with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/strong&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, like you didn't see that coming :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Well, I'll be off to Batangas sometime soon.  Til next time! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-116654120075972328?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/116654120075972328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/116654120075972328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116654120075972328' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-115651887232047341</id><published>2006-07-04T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T23:14:32.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of Plato and his concept of Utopia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plato's plan for his utopia is all about limits, discipline, and hierarchy. Society will be stratified in a caste system and individualism will be suppressed. His utopia also suggests the concept of excellence of function: “do and focus only on your little role in the society well, and you have done what is best.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the central questions of Plato’s The Republic is “Who should rule?” Plato's answer is himself, as the “Philosopher King” – the “best and wisest” of the utopia’s citizens. For me, I would say this “Philosopher King” resembles what people would call now, a dictator. He would, more or less, rule through deceit, force and steadfast resolve to check any change or innovation in society. He will be worshiped as if a demi-god, and future leaders will be his duplicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I do not think I can stand living such Plato’s way. Plato’s utopia suggests that he governs every tweak, every move in the society, as though his people are but mere puppets, and Plato, the oh-so-wise puppeteer. To be his puppets means blind obedience to the Philosopher King; hence, limiting each individual’s capabilities to what puny little job Plato assigns you to do only. In addition, there would be no “real” persons essentially, in this kind of society. Every person would be no different as the other – predictable, and have absolutely no idea of who he/she really is or what he/she is capable of doing – for even the very emotions that make humans humans are not spared from the Philosopher King’s control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always valued individualism. I cannot let myself just succumb to whatever command somebody imposes on me. Perfect or happy everybody in Plato’s utopia may seem to be, I still prefer living in the world we are in today. Sure, our world could be peaceful today and could turn out very chaotic the next minute, but just the thought of what new things could happen tomorrow; the thrill of spontaneity of everything cannot compare to the utopia’s predictable routines every single day. Besides, if we put our minds into it, we humans can always make this world into a better place through choices benevolent to fellow humans, and not necessarily through a creation of Plato’s utopia only. And most important of all, however diverse we all are here, each individual is capable of knowing what it is like to be “real” – to know oneself, to know what one can do, and finally, to know how to express oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I am thankful I have two things people in Plato’s “pleasantville” can never have – that is, freedom, and the experience of being real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-115651887232047341?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115651887232047341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115651887232047341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115651887232047341' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-115149388233323037</id><published>2006-06-28T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:34:57.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beauty and the Leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last tuesday, in our philosophy class, we were to present an interpretation of Plato's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allegory of the Cave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; through a collage, a poster, or whatever we can come up with. After the presentations and all, well, okay -- it's not everyday that I really get to reflect upon something, especially a topic associated with schoolwork, for quite some time. The kind when thoughts linger, and then it comes to you hard. &lt;strong&gt;bam!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yung tipong&lt;/em&gt; "Ahh.. I see.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oo nga noh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" And then I remembered this movie I really liked, which I can 'connect with' our group's interpretation of the Greek philosopher's allegory.&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="140"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/blog_entries/americanbeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%; line-height:15px"&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the film, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -- yknow, the one with Kevin Spacey in it; and won plenty of Oscars and Academy Awards? Right. I was only able to watch this old movie for the first time while we (my dad and I) were on our flight to Los Angeles, California waaay back six or seven years ago. And like any other kid who's had his first plane trip, I was uber excited&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%; line-height:15px"&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt; that I've kept myself awake, trying not to miss anything -- perhaps a wonderful view outside the window, or what kind of food they'll serve next, or, in this case, an old movie they'll show.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unforgettable movie moment was when Ricky shows Jane a hauntingly mesmerizing video of the most beautiful thing he has ever seen: a plastic bag lifted by a breeze to dance in a whirlwind of autumn leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/blog_entries/autumn_dance.gif"height="160" width="160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from then on, I can say I started to have a change in perspective within my ... &lt;em&gt;confused&lt;/em&gt; teenager mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in light of this, I've come to realize what the dancing of the autumn leaves implied -- that &lt;strong&gt;beauty is found not in a drudgery that pretends to be ordinary but in the overlooked simplicity of life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough. Reality -- what you perceive it to be -- may have very well deceived you all this time.  This entails one to consider that there's probably something &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beyond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what you see or know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I say the film definitely deserved a Best Picture Award; and loved ones, my big thank you's and much appreciation.  You may not be aware of it, but you have no idea how much you are appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded cheesy? Well, if there's another thing I learned from an experience or two, it's &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;to take things (or someone) for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. &lt;em&gt;Feel the love~&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]Oh and this was an entry for my INTPHIL (Philosophy) class. Our prof, &lt;strike&gt;Ms.&lt;/strike&gt; Dr. Leslie de la Cruz, required us of philosophical views/thoughts through our blogs. Just to clear things out, hehe cause some people had been asking me. ^_^ [/edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-115149388233323037?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115149388233323037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115149388233323037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115149388233323037' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-115119992645211930</id><published>2006-06-25T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T09:50:19.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where &lt;em&gt;the heck&lt;/em&gt; have i been?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story cut short: my landline got f*ckd up for god-knows-what reason since last tuesday. all of a sudden it had no dial tone; and stayed that way for the longest time. and i was all &lt;em&gt;"stupid pldt!! stupid pldt!!"&lt;/em&gt; the rest of the week because i was deprived of one of the important things i do in my daily routine. i even called up pldt customer service for like three times na, just to follow up my case -- i mean, we pay the bills in time naman; of all people, why my landline? arrggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam nyo ba ung feeling na helpless ka, kase wala ka magawa, and you're bored to death kase you've tried it all -- eat, sleep, study &lt;em&gt;(sort of)&lt;/em&gt;, watch tv shows even the ones you've never even liked, play lots of pc games, go out for the mall -- and nothing just seem to help! you're just.. there! in the corner! with nothing to do but hope for some pldt serviceman to come to the rescue anytime soon! arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff about that. rant over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so what did i do the rest of the week? well, pumasok na lang ako sa school, kahit na wala talaga ko class for the day. better than just staying here in my condo, all cooped up for the day, right? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing, nothing compares to just hanging out with friends ^_^ (awwww...) hehe.. but really, yeah, they were able to keep me sane haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that i finally got my internet back (just about 30mins ago), i've got tons of work to do! have to catch up with everything yknow. &lt;em&gt;*dives into pile of papers, work, and stuff*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i missed a lot haven't i?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better start my work and the catching up now so that i can do my tagging and commenting back ASAP.. so yeah, later!! woosh!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, a shout out to sarah way back in lipa! (we're okay now ^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-115119992645211930?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115119992645211930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115119992645211930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115119992645211930' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-115021675355060846</id><published>2006-06-13T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T01:30:17.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;random blurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, there's prolly a whole lot i wanna blog right now, so i'll try &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;to do that. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, well, finally i got to enroll my last subject i planned for this term -- thesis. yep. &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;thesis. whew! and this time, i'll be ready together with my new groupmates. :D&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/blog_entries/sims.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="white"; size="1"&gt;last week, i was really getting bored just bumming around like almost the whole day. so i bought me a Sims CD in harrison plaza. (i was desperate to buy something to kill time!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="white"; size="1"&gt;and okay, i bought another one. the Sims Superstar expansion pack. (too bad i didnt realize i didnt get Sims 2 instead, cause i was so excited to try the game out again.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/blog_entries/sims_star.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, my sim's doin good in Studio Town a.k.a. the local Hollywood. a few more stepping stones and celebrity status here we come! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well enough bout that. okay, snap back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, right. recently, i also got to read the book &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay okay, i know i know. i mean, i've seen the movies. i do not know &lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt; on earth came over me, that i decided to kill time by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reading books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. usually i resort to pc games, the internet, meeting up with some friends, or just plain eating. but alas, talk about desperation part two. haha. (just an exaggeration ^_^) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/blog_entries/harrypotter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, halfway i found it, well, interesting; just as everyone else said years ago. believe it or not, one minute i was trying &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;hard tolerating the "agony" reading through chapter 1, and next thing i knew, i was already in page 100!! im &lt;strong&gt;actually &lt;/strong&gt;reading!! hahaha.. i stopped reading for awhile cause i got hungreeeee. gimme cookies. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, im in chapter 11 of the book. who knows, i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; end up reading through the collection -- books two to five -- my big sister bought years ago. or was it just four. i really dont know, but we'll see.. we'll see. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@juice/justine: il follow up the "tag" post or just do it in my next entry. pramis. hehe.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-115021675355060846?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115021675355060846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/115021675355060846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115021675355060846' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114977954053957252</id><published>2006-06-08T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:31:07.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me is back. me rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soree, was too busy and/or tired to update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this week... i had to follow-up some freakin papers with the university registrar. and now im uber tired, which is ironic. cause i should be having my wednesdays and fridays all for myself, supposedly doing the R and Rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, somehow, i got this youtube from somewhere; i really dunno where, i forgot -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dunno if anybody of you have seen this already but it's about this local reporter from this tv station who had.. well, a very embarassing moment in national tv, if i may say so. :D funny, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:blooper()"&gt;*click here* &lt;/a&gt; (opens a pop-up window for better viewing hehe.. and no, this aint no spyware or an annoying ad :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114977954053957252?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114977954053957252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114977954053957252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114977954053957252' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114924679092697756</id><published>2006-06-02T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:01:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started out .. well, fine, i think. the fact that i got to hear mariah carey's (with pharell and snoop) "Say Something" when i was doin my morning routines, &lt;em&gt;kaya&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;na-&lt;/em&gt;LSS &lt;em&gt;ako &lt;/em&gt;the whole day. so okay, i liked the sound of the beat. --,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sings along* &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;diggin this track by the Neptunes.." yeah, hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news.. about my fever? it's gone! zero! null! zilch! it's outtahere!! *&lt;em&gt;this is the part where i go dancing like a dork&lt;/em&gt;* hahaha..jk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for my fever. anyway, since i don't have any classes today, i just stayed here in my pad, .......and pretty much pigged out on whatever food there is in the fridge. ahi ^_____^ what, i was sick for two days! :P well somebody has to make up for &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; two days right? haha.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was bored, so basically i was all sleep, eat, internet, pc games, eat some more,.. yknow, the slacker kind of day. until i heard &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; song for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if it's worth your while, just say somethin, say somethin good to me.. hey hey hey.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!! okaaay!! i get it already!! sheesh. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gimme a moment to take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- interlude --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;em&gt;seryoso na talaga toh&lt;/em&gt;. serious mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, it's like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss this special person. for real. that while i try to do something, surprisingly, i can't help but think even this person's kulet comments or this person's reaction if this person saw me sad at one moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person is the kind who, even through rough times, this person has and had always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day we were catching up on each other's lives and all, yknow, with all the laughters and the reminscing moments.. and next thing you know, communication just went poof. gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. ..don't want to go on with this mushy paragraph anymore. ugh. im sorry.. it's just that it all comes back to me all of a sudden, and all these thoughts rushing in and all.. agh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114924679092697756?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114924679092697756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114924679092697756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114924679092697756' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114912086525987517</id><published>2006-06-01T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:18:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so far, so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up surprisingly &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; early today -- 5:30 am to be precise. (ha! top that!) x_X hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so far, im feeling way better than yesterday. my mom told me that it was because i took a shower the day when i had the fever, that's why my back really really ached. (toink.) well, of course, i had to, cause i have classes on that day, and i thought it wasn't &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; bad and that the ache will just go away soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes today start from 11:20 am til 5:50 pm ... those are 4 subjects (luckily, just General Education ones), each for one and a half hour. fortunately (or &lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;fortunately), they have 10 minute-breaks in between each subjects. hopefully i make it through the day, cause i know i haven't &lt;strong&gt;fully&lt;/strong&gt; recovered yet from the fever o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo0t!! &lt;em&gt;bahala na si batman!!&lt;/em&gt; haha ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i changed the font size for the site.  hope this 'bigger' version is okay (or better) ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114912086525987517?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114912086525987517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114912086525987517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114912086525987517' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114904702740936189</id><published>2006-05-31T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T11:43:47.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lower back really really aches.  coupled with some mild headache, cold hands and feet, and eyes feeling hot.   lastly, a whopping 38.5 on the thermometer scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fever&lt;/strong&gt;. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how or why i got sick in the first place, but dunworry, i think we (my lil bro and i) got it covered now.  &lt;em&gt;paalis na rin siguro toh&lt;/em&gt;.  and yeah, &lt;em&gt;naging&lt;/em&gt; nurse slash &lt;em&gt;katulong&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;kuno&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;si&lt;/em&gt;  caloy, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, good thing is, i dont have &lt;strong&gt;any &lt;/strong&gt;classes today!  so i get to sleep and rest the whooooollleeee day! woohoo!! haha.. (i've got classes on tuesdays and thursdays only :D) sweet! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be resting the whole day; yknow, to recover and all.  but i just can't help thinking on what to do now! (it's 11am now in my watch, and i can't fall asleep &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt;)  so, blog &lt;em&gt;muna &lt;/em&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the site still is a bit rusty, (as you might have noticed) but hey! im gonna work on it soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna need some help on my new tagboard here, too.. just switched from flooble chatbox to tag-board &lt;em&gt;kase&lt;/em&gt; eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;panu ko ba gawin&lt;/em&gt; black &lt;em&gt;din ung&lt;/em&gt; background &lt;em&gt;ng mga&lt;/em&gt; textboxes: name, url/email, message? i can't seem to change it to the way i want them to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if there's anyone out there who could help me out here and could give me the answer to all these, much appreciated.  of course, im gonna do my part &lt;em&gt;din&lt;/em&gt;, yknow. :P yes, i'll do some research &lt;em&gt;din muna&lt;/em&gt;.  :D so, there. whichever comes first, either the help or my so-called research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. guess it's back to the bed for me now hehe.. this is beans, doozing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shet. korny. haha) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114904702740936189?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114904702740936189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114904702740936189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114904702740936189' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114848088254429395</id><published>2006-05-24T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:28:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new layout?! sort of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, after how many months of on-and-off blogging, i finally realized (thank God!) my last layout -- perhaps everything about it -- was rather.. small.  that's why the "revamped" layout you see now.  tweaked it a bit, and obviously, reused the same old pictures, cause i'm too lazy to look for new pictures.  i could have used some of &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; new pictures now, but then i guess i'll just have to leave them till the next &lt;strong&gt;new &lt;/strong&gt;layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some parts are still not fixed though.  i'll just have to do them &lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt; i get to eat my dinner (yeah, i worked for three hours i think? cause i didn't want to leave work just yet :D).  so yeah, time to eat!! later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114848088254429395?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114848088254429395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114848088254429395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114848088254429395' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114826177453199258</id><published>2006-05-22T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:13:29.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.. wala lang talaga ko maisip na title. (wtf?) doy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to type all the im-back-from-the-dead stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(original entry saved as draft na lang.) basta! im really looking forward for a good outcome, despite what had happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114826177453199258?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114826177453199258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114826177453199258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114826177453199258' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114468975631766842</id><published>2006-04-11T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:26:17.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one of those things that kept me going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i say and no matter how bad things are turning out, you're still special. 4ever. You can count on it. You know who this is. Dont reply. Nyt. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sender:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+63917...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent:&lt;br /&gt;11:39:51pm&lt;br /&gt;05-31-2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right back at ya &lt;a href="http://www.tristancafe.com/music/flash/makeitreal.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still wishing you the best. you deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114468975631766842?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114468975631766842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114468975631766842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114468975631766842' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114346949991338545</id><published>2006-03-27T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:20:07.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on two!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one.. two years na blog ko!! haha.. ambilis naman :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[insert reminiscing part here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll spare you of the countless, nonsense rants and stories to tell for the past year. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im too tired to type all of them now. cause of hell week. (huwa?) but it's all gonna be almost over. school stuff had been very stressful this term: lots of paperworks, tons of research for our thesis proposal, and not to mention just the thought of dealing with every single one of the ones who will panel our group every defense/report. XD stress talaga pramis. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot has changed this term. i changed. yun yun eh haha. believe it or not, i attended almost all of my classes this term -- every single one -- even if they were too boring. well, of course, i still overslept and got absent on some classes haha.. hindi na nga lang ganun karame :P (sarap matulog eh! baket ba! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all those times when depression or mushiness just &lt;strong&gt;had &lt;/strong&gt;to kick in without warning.. yeah, i think i changed a bit here too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wise person told me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no such thing as a bad day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only bad moments that people choose to nurse all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Come to think of it, yeah, i think she's actually true about this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i decided i need to get out more often. not that i'm confined in my house and all! (uh.. okay, just a little bit! haha ) it's just that, i need to do something else. more specifically, &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; things. i tried badminton out, met new friends there in the court; tried out Wildsons (think YFC-like) with an old friend of mine, Rachel, and then met new friends again.. blah blah blah.. basically i went out for small adventures and met new friends on the way haha.. o diba. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;too tired.. must.. get .. to.. bed.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..after a game or two of Marvel vs Capcom in my pc ^__^ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thanks nga pala Pao!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114346949991338545?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114346949991338545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114346949991338545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114346949991338545' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114166203546982262</id><published>2006-03-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:54:27.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this song's for you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully, not the last one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone so deeply&lt;br /&gt;They become your life&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to succumb to overwhelming fears inside&lt;br /&gt;Blindly I imagined I could&lt;br /&gt;Keep you under glass&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I must open up my hands&lt;br /&gt;And watch you rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and prepare to fly&lt;br /&gt;For you have become a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Fly abandonedly into the sun&lt;br /&gt;If you should return to me&lt;br /&gt;We truly were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;So spread your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that beauty&lt;br /&gt;Has to flourish in the light&lt;br /&gt;Wild horses run unbridled&lt;br /&gt;Or their spirit dies&lt;br /&gt;You've given me the courage&lt;br /&gt;To be all that I can&lt;br /&gt;And I truly feel your heart will&lt;br /&gt;Lead you back to me&lt;br /&gt;When you're ready to land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend these tears&lt;br /&gt;Aren't over flowing steadily&lt;br /&gt;I can't prevent this hurt from&lt;br /&gt;Almost overtaking me&lt;br /&gt;But I will stand and say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;For you'll never be mine&lt;br /&gt;Until you know the way it feels to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and prepare to fly&lt;br /&gt;For you have become a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly abandonedly into the sun&lt;br /&gt;If you should return to me&lt;br /&gt;We truly were meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spread your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114166203546982262?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114166203546982262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114166203546982262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114166203546982262' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114172745286975607</id><published>2006-03-07T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T01:23:23.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel like i've been cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times i have shun away from being in love with somebody for the past 3 years, because i thought i might not be ready yet to fall in love for the second time, and that i have to prove to myself and to everyone else first that i can do well in studies here in college..   i could've fallen in love and be in a relationship in the past 3 years with someone yknow.. pero years went on with me trying to keep that little distance from anyone who i'd get close with, because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, after all we've been through.. after that kiss. i thought "hey, maybe this is &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;one." just when everything seemed to fall into their right places, just when i thought i can devote myself to another person again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. just when i thought i can be ready to fall in love again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saka ka lalayo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the rant, pero it's just so unfair alam mo un?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, this ain't paranoia.. it's just that one day we were having our good times together, saying our "i love you"s to each other.. and then poof, bigla ka nagbago. what happened? &lt;strong&gt;im really confused.&lt;/strong&gt;  un lang naman eh.. so please help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana mali ako sa title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114172745286975607?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114172745286975607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114172745286975607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114172745286975607' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114149610142142123</id><published>2006-03-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T02:15:03.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i never said anything about giving up on you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..kahit na nasasaktan nako sa pag iwas mo everytime 'tayo' ung topic.. magbubulag bulagan nalng ako.  :(  kase naniniwala pa rin ako.. naniniwala sayo.. naniniwala sa nararamdaman ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-114149610142142123?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114149610142142123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114149610142142123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114149610142142123' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-114114381531245741</id><published>2006-02-28T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:30:44.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love nga naman o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganto ba talaga pag mahal mo isang tao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting bagay lang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hinahanap hanap mo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumitigil ang mundo mo pag nanjan sya;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nagiging paranoid pag wala.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andami mong gusto ikwento sa knya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero kung anu-ano nasasabi mo pag kaharap na sya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un bang feeling mo ang tanga tanga mo kase sa dami ng pedeng isipin, sya pa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero okay lang, nakakatawa nga eh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mas masaya naman pag iniisip mo sya diba? ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;kaso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelangan mejo mag-'hold back' eh.. kung san kayo magiging masaya, dun kayo diba? ..okay na rin yung ganito, at least di ba, nanjan pa rin sya, kahit na.. haay.. tama na nga toh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panu kung di ka pa pala handa magmahal muli? siguro ung takot na masaktan.. haay.. siguro hindi pa pala panahon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero &lt;strong&gt;alam&lt;/strong&gt; mo at n&lt;strong&gt;aniniwala&lt;/strong&gt; ka sa nararamdaman mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang labooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet. mahal ko nga sya siguro.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gagawin ko ang makakaya ko, kahit magpakatanga ako.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;may pag-asa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love nga naman oh.. stupid. haha..&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/6676912-114114381531245741?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114114381531245741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/114114381531245741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114114381531245741' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-113985435875290678</id><published>2006-02-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T02:29:00.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't focus on &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; right now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't i stop thinking about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... sigh ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, you know that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be with you right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-113985435875290678?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113985435875290678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113985435875290678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113985435875290678' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-113941782213003856</id><published>2006-02-09T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T00:57:02.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Orbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah Sadler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the day&lt;br /&gt;I am so amazed by what you do&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am mesmerized by thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can disappear&lt;br /&gt;I let your love surround me&lt;br /&gt;Little things that I hold dear&lt;br /&gt;Are flowing down around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Even now I know&lt;br /&gt;This orbit that I'm in&lt;br /&gt;It's spinning me to you&lt;br /&gt;I am silenced by the will of my intent&lt;br /&gt;To only be with you&lt;br /&gt;Completely lost in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every dream I hide&lt;br /&gt;Give them wings so they can fly to you&lt;br /&gt;As I wait to find&lt;br /&gt;All I have in mind for me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My renditions fade away&lt;br /&gt;I offer no resistance&lt;br /&gt;Take me up into your space&lt;br /&gt;Into your existence&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm nowhere to be without you&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;You're my gravity&lt;br /&gt;And I can never doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-113941782213003856?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113941782213003856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113941782213003856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113941782213003856' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-113707046185931381</id><published>2006-01-12T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:31:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new sig!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to really really really like doing these kind of stuff, so check out my new sig for my Ragnarok Online character [ &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/wc-sig3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ]. it's the one i use now in pRO forums. just something out of boredom. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-113707046185931381?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113707046185931381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113707046185931381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113707046185931381' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-113473760677456107</id><published>2005-12-16T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T20:59:20.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aba'y akalain mo nga naman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i know i know.. i haven't been around for like ages now, tapos ngayon bigla bigla na lang ako susulpot?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"aba! anu nakain mo?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;french toasts&lt;/strong&gt;. a whole lot of them. i realized na bukas na expiry nung bread namin dito, and i wasn't doing anything na kapani-panibangan (okay, spell check please?), kaya ayun. nakapagluto tuloy ako ng wala sa oras. funny how hunger can do wonders. (actually, it's more of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no choice kasi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but seriously, wala lng. kaya ako nag blog ngayon kasi.. wala lng talaga. kinda missed updating, too. (and ok, lorenz kept telling me that i should daw. :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nge, ganun? anu naman balak mo i-blog ngaun?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biography ko&lt;/strong&gt;, gusto mo? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ewan ko.. yoko nman ikwento lahat ng nangyari nung nawala ko. dami nun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"so.. kamusta naman?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;heto, buhay pa pala! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tomorrow.. alis na kami ni caloy, and we're off puntang batangas early 9am. pero sabi ata ni caloy, mom's got a little shopping to do daw before we head off talaga pauwi. pero ayun.. 9am daw dapat ready na raw kami tsaka gamit namin pauwi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dang i missed french toasts! sarap ng kinain ko kanina! ^_^&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(listen, i really should stop right now.. hahaba lng masyado tong comeback entry ko..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"awww.. baket naman?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do i really have to?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"errr.. sige na nga :P"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lol. basta pramis, balik ako uli dito, update ko uli toh. who knows, baka makagawa nga talaga ako ng bagong layout! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wow. derederecho type. entry done in 25 minutes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sige na! bye for now! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-113473760677456107?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113473760677456107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/113473760677456107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113473760677456107' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-112040915820473874</id><published>2005-07-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:52:29.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..i uh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't think of a better title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sorry i haven't done any updates for the longest time (ok, exag). &lt;em&gt;basta&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was/am/will be pretty much busy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course i will try to get back as soon as possible. and hopefully with a new layout. (haha. like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will happen soon. well, we'll just leave that to our imagination for the meantime :P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-112040915820473874?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/112040915820473874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/112040915820473874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112040915820473874' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111790344533184803</id><published>2005-06-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T01:06:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in other news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe this term started out .. err.. good i guess? yeah, maybe it did, so far. ^_^ well, a lot has happened for the past few days. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as usual.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. where to start off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ooh! i got myself a new webcam :D all for my own hehehe.. okay, so i was feeling a little rich last monday! :P and besides, for a brand like Creative, i bought it for Php900 only, so i think it's worth it (somehow) ^_^ ahihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 125px; HEIGHT: 83px" height="95" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/webcam.jpg" width="150" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 117px; HEIGHT: 96px" height="120" alt=" ^_^ " src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/223209.jpg" width="150" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* oh, i got my haircut last sunday. well, err.. my hair now .. is... uh.. rather shorter than usual. again. o_0 good thing my hair grows back quick. whew! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* my phone line had been having problems last week that i can't connect to the internet nor call up somebody; but im finally relieved PLDT sent in a serviceman to patch things up (after countless calls to their customer service hotline o_0 ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i got myself a new pair of sneakers, too. bought it last sunday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://supladotsungit.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;nash&lt;/a&gt; and i.. uhm.. &lt;em&gt;bati na po kami&lt;/em&gt;. we said our sorries. glad we're ok now. thanks. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ive been thinking about being hosted.. okay, &lt;em&gt;wala lang&lt;/em&gt; ahihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://achromic.kud0s.org" target="_blank"&gt;lorenz&lt;/a&gt; and i went to megamall again, thursday. we were planning to see "shutter" that day, which is really a good movie (far as what we could tell from the trailers and posters), but of all the things to happen, we weren't able to watch the movie because megamall cinemas didnt have shutter to show, to start from. what luck. oh well. at least we still had good time that day. ^_^ thanks! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* caloy(my lil brother) and i are still good.. you know, being together.. in one place. yep. we take turns doing chores naman e. i cook today, he cooks tomorrow. i clean up some mess, he cleans up too. he plays his guitar, i sing along. he eats, i scavenge. he washes the dishes, i go to bed. yeah, that kinda stuff. :D haha.. kidding. :P but seriously, yep, we're good, we're good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there still are a few more things that has happened that i cant remember at the moment.. oh well, guess that's it for now ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111790344533184803?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111790344533184803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111790344533184803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111790344533184803' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111724022466103953</id><published>2005-05-28T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T08:30:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;missing in action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, i &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; been missing for quite some time now.. well, it's just that school had started recently, and i was all trying to focus on my studies from now on.. i do have my breaks for me to blog, you know.. but then, i dont know.. maybe i need a new layout? hehe.   well, yeah, i'm now trying to work on a new layout, but im still in the planning process. &lt;em&gt;asa ka pa!&lt;/em&gt; haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my brother and i are now off to leave for batangas.  as in right now.  good thing my stalling skills can still make him wait til im done here, cause i just can't let go of my pc &lt;strong&gt;just yet&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;o_0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go.. bye for now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111724022466103953?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111724022466103953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111724022466103953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111724022466103953' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111683727443294943</id><published>2005-05-23T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:34:34.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;halfway there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. im now officially in junior college.  hang in there beans, you're almost there.. you survived two years of your computer science course.. and about two more years, you'll get that college diploma soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, nuff bout that.  on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.. ah! yesterday, we saw Star Wars Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith.  im no savvy fan of the Star Wars series, but i &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; like the whole story..  i personally think episode 3 is another good movie, cause i &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; found out how things were put where they should be.. i was all, "ahhh!!! so that's why blah blah blah...." and "hey! i know this one!! i know this one!!"  and "hey! there's Chewbacca!" :D  yeah, i was amazed how things were put together and how things turned out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woops, look at the time, i still got a class to attend to, so yeah, i'll hafta end it here meantime.. tootles! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111683727443294943?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111683727443294943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111683727443294943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111683727443294943' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111391835841102775</id><published>2005-04-19T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:56:31.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;catching up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew. i know, i know. as the title says, have i got a lot of catching up to do. there's a whole lot i want to tell since i wasn't able to update for the past few weeks.. and they're so much that i dont think i could tell them all in details. so yeah, woopee. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! a shout out all the way to &lt;a href="httm://achromicnightmare.tk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lorenz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who's now in florida, err, or san francisco.. he's probably still in disneyland by now, and will be gone the next day for san francisco.. or yeah, whatever, i dont even know what their schedule is. haha. anyway, woohoo! good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for me, i think im finally getting some r&amp;r here in my sweet sweet hometown. though it gets pretty boring around here, too, after some time. ugh. but yeah, im still good. (though now im missing disneyland too, phbbt. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ima go want to try tennis again this summer.  i dont know, maybe i missed honing my tennis skills? riiighhhttt.... but i sure want to go whack those tennis balls again, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, cant wait til next month.. hehe ^&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111391835841102775?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111391835841102775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111391835841102775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111391835841102775' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111193019289312099</id><published>2005-03-27T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:49:09.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Year Old!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. i cant believe it's been a year now since ive started blogging! and right now, i realized how weird and/or funny it was on how i wrote my blog entries waaaay back, haha.. i even remember there were times when.. haha, nevermind. :P anyway! to date, my blog is officially a year and a couple of hours old now. so yeah, happy birthday arctictyke! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my family and i went to see the movie Hitch this afternoon, and gee, i realized i really havent been going out a lot to glorietta nowadays. haha. talk about missing the mall. AND the arcade. hahahaha :P yup, my lil bro and my sis got to go to timezone just before we went to the cinema booth to buy tickets, hehe. but then i realized i forgot my timezone card back in my condo unit, so, bummer. 0_o  i had to buy me a new card, just to try out a few games around.. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i, of course, was all this giddy-giddy the whole time, since i was uber excited to take on Tekken 5, hehe.. and whaddayaknow, for a beginner Xiaoyu-player like me, at least i won 5 straight stages!! nyahaha... at least there was progress!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. one fine day, indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111193019289312099?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111193019289312099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111193019289312099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111193019289312099' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111168209088232354</id><published>2005-03-25T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T01:18:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reminiscing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i got to chat with roma! she's a high school friend of mine now living in "sunny daygo" san diego, cali. we had a &lt;strong&gt;littul&lt;/strong&gt; conference along with josh, another high school friend. heck, we were having so much fun chatting for hours! from midnight til around 5am, talking about.. well, nonsense? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.. we went from talking about how everybody was, to bad storms in the states, to building our own school here in the philippines, to some "issues" a.k.a. scandals :P, to disneyland, and even &lt;strong&gt;shamu &lt;/strong&gt;the killerwhale!! haha!! god, i missed shamu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing a lot now.. or maybe a little bit of everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;my friends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;my family &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;my bestfriend&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;my dog&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss having &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;california&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;shamu&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tulingan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! (im a real sucker when it comes to this favorite &lt;em&gt;ulam &lt;/em&gt;of mine :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111168209088232354?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111168209088232354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111168209088232354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111168209088232354' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111120332414589983</id><published>2005-03-19T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T11:37:24.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. everyday just seem to spell stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about what's gonna happen tomorrow or the next day or the following weeks... shit. there's so much to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot has been happening around people lately. projects. school stuff. graduation practices for the senior high. projects. exams. deadlines. oh, did i ever mention projects? listing everything down aint even possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking too much again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"present seems bad. future, worst."&lt;br /&gt;[ to sarah: i hope you're doing ok now.. let's talk sometime, ok? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111120332414589983?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111120332414589983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111120332414589983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111120332414589983' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111107652132427897</id><published>2005-03-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T00:23:49.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toil toll toil toll toil toll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not the "yolk-yolk-yolk..." or the "cow-cow-cow..." jokes. nor is it a riddle or a tongue twister. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, really, &lt;strong&gt;i'll be fine&lt;/strong&gt; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects have been piling up.. especially now that our finals week draws near.. very near, even. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've been thinking about going with my friend rachel one thursday to see them, &lt;em&gt;wildsons&lt;/em&gt;, perform for a youth gathering... something like yfc, i think. i dont know, it's gotten really interesting for me right now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111107652132427897?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111107652132427897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111107652132427897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111107652132427897' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-111003159083104657</id><published>2005-03-05T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:52:26.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpts from a tissue paper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9:56 AM]&lt;br /&gt;I'm here. Ala pa cee beans. Okie, I'll wait.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:02 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Ala parin cee beans... hmm.... /swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:07 AM]&lt;br /&gt;May pumasok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Pero hindi c beans. /swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:17 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:29 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Lorenz, start worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:37 AM]&lt;br /&gt;SM Baguio. habuiln c beans dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:39 AM]&lt;br /&gt;ang pangit talaga ng sulat ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;At wala pa cee beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:45 AM]&lt;br /&gt;ubos na tong tissue, wala pa rin cee beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;bili lang ako ng box ng kleenex para sulatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... sorry lorenz! /swt next time, hindi na, pramis /no1&lt;br /&gt;we really should do this again sometime; arcade's still a little rusty for me, so i still have to practice alot so that i can beat you up a lot more next time! hehe.. thanks dude ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. probably because of all the euphoria (and not having a good sleep lately), my head kinda hurt a while ago when i got home.. but i'm okay now.. now that i'm chompin up on my chicken joy meal i just bought nyaha :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-111003159083104657?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111003159083104657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/111003159083104657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111003159083104657' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110983727533730708</id><published>2005-03-03T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T16:09:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rough times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times have been rough. haven't got any good sleep lately cause of projects and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this might be a little too delayed, but i'd like to give my big 'thank you' all the way to Lipa.. thanks Sarah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you Lorenz, for bringing me back to "sanctuary" -- timezone uli, haha ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110983727533730708?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110983727533730708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110983727533730708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110983727533730708' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110839024352810412</id><published>2005-02-14T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T09:51:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy hearts day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, let's forget about the not-so-good things happening.  i hope you all had happy hearts today everyone.. had great time today. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110839024352810412?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110839024352810412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110839024352810412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110839024352810412' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110743959346876031</id><published>2005-02-03T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:00:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;venting out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, i don't know what your problem is, but this is getting ridiculous. believe me, i value our friendship, but with the way you treat things, i think we really should just keep our distance from each other for now. i think it's for the better, too. besides, you wouldn't care about what happens to me. i mean, that's who you are. you know what, you really got me into this joke of yours. you know, pretending to be all nice, someone i can trust, and all that... i say you were good pulling it off. well congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dont have patience. madali akong mairita! kung ayaw mo ng ugali ko at naiinis ka din kasi you think that im being hard na wala na sa lugar at di naman dapat, e punyeta!! sino bang di maiirita sayo?"&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;that's the whole point! ikaw na nagsabe na 'di ka naman dapat mairita'. was there a time, &lt;strong&gt;any&lt;/strong&gt; time at all, na sinagot ko nang hindi maayos ang bigla-bigla mong pagkairita? sa mga sentences mo, i thought i should be the one saying "sino bang di maiirita sayo?", because each time, i was asking and trying to answer you back nicely pa rin. at wala akong kaalam-alam kung baket ka naiirita. sana pinaalam mo na rin saken kung ano ang nagawa ko para hindi ako magmukhang tanga na lang lage at para matuto ako na mali na pala ang nagawa ko sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, im not blaming anyone that i was alone; nor was i nagpapa"kawawa ako" effect. ang bilis mong mag jump to conclusions without seeing the whole picture and what's beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa tingin ko, hindi naman talaga ito dapat mahantong sa kung ano ang nararanasan sa kasalukuyan. i think we just have to give each other needed space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made friends with you not because i'd treat you to be some 'utusan' later on, nor would i do this to anybody.  i made friends with everybody because i thought i found a place for me with you all. i found fun, laughter, good times. i trusted everybody, and &lt;em&gt;i want to keep that&lt;/em&gt;. i'm loyal and i care about my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung nasabi mong "they don't feel it"... &lt;strong&gt;magkaiba lang talaga siguro ang mga pananaw nating lahat kung paano ang konsepto ng 'caring about friends'&lt;/strong&gt;. at kahit dito sa kaguluhang ito, i still value and trust my friendship with everybody. so ikaw na bahala... kung hindi ako worthy sa inyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ay isang tao rin lamang. hindi ako perpekto. sa aking pagkaalam, kaya ang isang tao'y sa una ay tanga, ay dahil para matutunan niya kung ano ang tama at kung ano ang mali sa pamamagitan ng kanyang mga kasama; at isa pa, para malaman nya rin galing sa iba na nagkakamali na pala sya sa isang sitwasyon. nagkakamali rin ako, nagiging tanga rin ako, alam ko yun, lahat naman ng tao ganun e. sorry at pagpasensyahan, kung di ako naging sapat sa mga expectations mo, or sa inyong lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero alam ko't naniniwala, natututo rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110743959346876031?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110743959346876031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110743959346876031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110743959346876031' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110735463410805968</id><published>2005-02-02T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T11:07:59.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. i just learned that my sister's video camera's gone. i don't know what to think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110735463410805968?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110735463410805968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110735463410805968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110735463410805968' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110682599739749731</id><published>2005-01-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:41:48.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what age do i act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 19 Years Old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;maybe you should try it, too &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110682599739749731?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110682599739749731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110682599739749731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110682599739749731' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110629365295226685</id><published>2005-01-21T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:37:15.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel the love; feel kyla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love it when she sings! and she's done it again; together with Jerome John Hughes (i think), their song "let the love begin" is really great. i hear they'll release some album, i don't know if it's kyla's or somebody else's by next week.. basta, bahala na, pag may pera ko, baka mapabili ako ng album ni kyla hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110629365295226685?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110629365295226685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110629365295226685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110629365295226685' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110622783405356178</id><published>2005-01-20T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T00:02:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for the muddled past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a long day, as usual. i was watching this animé, just when i finally got myself on my sofa-bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered quite a few lines from one of the cartoon's scenes. and it said something like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;kung nagsisisi ka sa iyong nakaraan, mas makabubuti ang gumawa ka ng paraan upang hindi na muling mangyari pa iyon&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realized that i have to agree on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ---&lt;br /&gt;and oh, if you've got a minute, try reading this article, let's see how you'll react to this. click &lt;a href="http://news.inq7.net/nation/index.php?index=1&amp;amp;story_id=24830"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110622783405356178?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110622783405356178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110622783405356178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110622783405356178' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110564816778023496</id><published>2005-01-14T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T10:58:47.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just had to get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really just had to get out of my "lost self". i can't and i don't want to get myself lost again, or to get myself into doing a mess like last term. i learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasensya na, kung anu-ano na lang pinaglalagay ko dito sa &lt;em&gt;layout&lt;/em&gt;, pero sa tingin ko naman ay medyo maayos naman ang naging resulta, bahala na, basta importante may &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110564816778023496?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110564816778023496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110564816778023496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110564816778023496' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110312747825231723</id><published>2004-12-16T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T01:04:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;betrayed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yondered far.&lt;br /&gt;travelled hard.&lt;br /&gt;lone may he be.&lt;br /&gt;through the desert, he shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dusk. dawn.&lt;br /&gt;it didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;he struggles.&lt;br /&gt;but for how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;a spring of water at sight.&lt;br /&gt;just what is needed most.&lt;br /&gt;to refresh. to aid. to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much awe, he draws near.&lt;br /&gt;what beauty.&lt;br /&gt;oh a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;this must be gift from the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luck was on his side after all.&lt;br /&gt;he has found water.&lt;br /&gt;need to quench thirst.&lt;br /&gt;be drenched even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oasis. finally. at last.&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;reached his hands out.&lt;br /&gt;but what's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still..&lt;br /&gt;dry sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't an oasis.&lt;br /&gt;hardly was there any water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooled.&lt;br /&gt;for it was just a mirage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just..&lt;br /&gt;an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110312747825231723?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110312747825231723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110312747825231723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110312747825231723' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110308108594381947</id><published>2004-12-15T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T11:24:45.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a complete jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, "sorry" seems not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110308108594381947?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110308108594381947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110308108594381947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110308108594381947' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110303945711293408</id><published>2004-12-14T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T23:58:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe all i need is time and space.. both figuratively and literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110303945711293408?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110303945711293408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110303945711293408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110303945711293408' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110286969211603262</id><published>2004-12-12T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T19:05:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents had their anniversary last december 9. im sure they enjoyed another year of happiness and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caloy flew off to hong kong yesterday, december 11, saturday. called up and he was enjoying everything there. he was in this beautiful place there found in between mountains and had this really nice beach and all.. and it was freezing out there, he said. he'll be back next saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy for them. i'm happy for my family. i'm very thankful i have them as my family. i owe them a lot. problem is, i think they won't be happy for me.. especially this christmas. i'm worried. about everything. i'm living in a mess. i'm officially a burn-out. i haven't been paying attention and focusing on something recently. i think i'm just stressed out. i think i'm thinking too hard again. whatever happened to me? i 'm not even sure if i know why. i have to study for introdb's final exam tomorrow. shit. i have to start from zero. i hope i pass my subjects this term. i know i'm halfway to the finish line. only thing i need is to work on things right. have i been doing things right since? i hope i did. i hope i'll pass my subjects this term so everyone will be happy for me too. nothing makes me more happy than seeing others happy. magulo ba? i know. maybe i'll run out of thoughts soon. maybe. please help me stop. i have to study pa diba? grr.. you probably think i sound crazy right now. crazy huh? isn't everybody? ahhh!! tama na! ...............&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an idea. i think i know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll all go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i just smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's what i'm good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whoever reads this, i apologize for everything you just read. i just needed to blurt out things inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110286969211603262?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110286969211603262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110286969211603262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110286969211603262' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110250545706978456</id><published>2004-12-08T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T19:30:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;untitled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left alone.  or left behind? i don't know.  they're probably the same thing.  everything's a mess.  i crave for the virtue of trust, as well as acceptance.  i think i crave for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110250545706978456?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110250545706978456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110250545706978456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110250545706978456' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110199305381190803</id><published>2004-12-02T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T21:17:09.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His intervention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the super typhoon brews. you may never know what could happen. so im praying for everyone's safety. may safety be upon us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110199305381190803?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110199305381190803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110199305381190803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110199305381190803' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110153095421327326</id><published>2004-11-27T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T12:49:14.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.. i just feel.. lost.. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110153095421327326?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110153095421327326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110153095421327326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110153095421327326' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110058583867602865</id><published>2004-11-16T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:49:19.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sheesh! what gives?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had the feeling on me early on. with a spark of hope, i held unto. i was all "&lt;em&gt;please let me pass istech2's defense, please.. please...&lt;/em&gt;" this morning. i mean, i hoped the work was worth something. &lt;em&gt;sana i-apruv nina lloyd, oli, at mavic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut it short, shit. they dumped the project. god, do i have to fail every term?! &lt;em&gt;hindi 'to pwede. di pwede ko bumagsak uli. may anmath1 pa nga ko dapat ipasa. dadagdagan pa?! anu na lang ang magiging reaksyon ng mga tao sa bahay pag-uwi ko?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what gives?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nash was upset. last night pa. add up our failed project. plus, the fact that i was missing a &lt;strong&gt;lot &lt;/strong&gt;of dance practices for the debut party of a close friend of mine, just for some stupid work. &lt;em&gt;hiyang-hiya na ko sa kanya.&lt;/em&gt; mama sarah and i had a little argument last night too. sa bahay naman, naiinis na ata ang mga tao dun sakin. uuwi lang daw ako dun, para lang kumain at matulog, tapos luluwas na kinabukasan. &lt;em&gt;hiyang-hiya na rin ako sa kanila.&lt;/em&gt; shit. &lt;strong&gt;what gives?! &lt;em&gt;i had to worry about everything! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and i had to be blamed?! you dont even know what's happening. sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at the lab right now. hinihintay ko text ni kester, kagroup ko sa istech. we both agreed to talk it all over with lloyd. u know, for a &lt;strong&gt;second chance&lt;/strong&gt;. im willing to do the project even for another sleepless night. just to pass this stupid course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110058583867602865?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110058583867602865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110058583867602865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110058583867602865' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-110027771471667646</id><published>2004-11-13T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T00:41:54.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they wanted it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored. turned the tv on. poof. myx opm hit chart. sige na nga. patulan na. number 7 in the charts.  well, nothing really, just thought about the message of the song and all. so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt; the best,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back when we were &lt;strong&gt;dumb&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh how did we become so &lt;strong&gt;smart&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that we learned how to &lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt; each other's heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i dont know. corny ata. ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-110027771471667646?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110027771471667646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/110027771471667646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110027771471667646' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109992886912061073</id><published>2004-11-08T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:55:26.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so maybe no one can relate to whatever i was writing down in this blog recently. don't mind me, i'm probably just talking to myself. [again?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109992886912061073?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109992886912061073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109992886912061073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992886912061073' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109959522783109177</id><published>2004-11-05T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T03:10:37.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. guess it's one of &lt;em&gt;those &lt;/em&gt;nights again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "nobody knows the trouble i've seen.." when will you ever learn, beans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109959522783109177?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109959522783109177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109959522783109177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109959522783109177' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109888950241954413</id><published>2004-10-27T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T11:54:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tangled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm mixed up. caught up in between. decisions. another dilemma. great. juuust great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. glad i called up for backup. thanks you two &lt;a href="http://slowtripper.blogspot.com"&gt;^&lt;/a&gt;_&lt;a href="http://sinisteraeyc.blogspot.com"&gt;^&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past and present seem bad. future, worst. i better do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109888950241954413?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109888950241954413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109888950241954413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109888950241954413' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109794401375004652</id><published>2004-10-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T00:33:48.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jasmine Trias Live in Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i just have to blog this! i went to see &lt;strong&gt;jasmine trias live in manila&lt;/strong&gt; kanina! wahaha... kararating ko nga lang ngayon sa kassel e.. there's so much to tell you guys, pero all this excitement .. argh, i can't think about anything right now but to sing my lungs out again with her songs! oh well, sigh, im really glad i was able to come.. &lt;strong&gt;spontaneous&lt;/strong&gt; talaga ung pagdecide ko whether i'd go or not! shout out to &lt;strong&gt;nash&lt;/strong&gt;, good thing she was with me this afternoon.. so spontaneous that i had to travel to araneta through &lt;strong&gt;lrt&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;mrt&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all by myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! whoa. first time...ha! beat that! haha. surprisingly there were a lot of people, and the crowd's lively too.. i was about 10 feet away or so from her, cause i got a partron b seat *grins* and man, &lt;strong&gt;was she stunning&lt;/strong&gt;! lurvly, lurvly. she wore some of her clothes she actually wore during the american idol days too. and of course, she sang her signature songs later. got goosebumps when she sang alicia keys' "&lt;strong&gt;if i ain't got you&lt;/strong&gt;" and her ever best, "&lt;strong&gt;inseparable&lt;/strong&gt;", her song finale. she was good. she &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; did the keyboards when she sang "If i ain't got you". wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. wonder if i'll ever tell mom and dad and the rest back home about this. oh well. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure made my day. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;paparapapa.. &lt;strong&gt;Love Ko 'To&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&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/6676912-109794401375004652?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109794401375004652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109794401375004652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109794401375004652' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109715899935230036</id><published>2004-10-07T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T12:01:50.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;meep&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody seems to update their blogs lately. guess everyone's busy? mapuntahan kaya ung kay chona..*&lt;em&gt;grins&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooh! ooh!&lt;/em&gt; here are some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; artworks from &lt;strong&gt;guilty gear reload&lt;/strong&gt;, just thought of sharing some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/guiltygear/anji1.gif"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/guiltygear/anji1.gif" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/guiltygear/millia1.gif"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/arctictyke/guiltygear/millia1.gif" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, &lt;strong&gt;Jasmine Trias&lt;/strong&gt; had finally set foot into the Philippines last wednesday. i'm surprised to see in tv all these many people to be so crazy about Jasmine.. though, i think some of them really don't know who she is, or even what she does; i think they just wanna be seen on tv, that's all. oh, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that &lt;strong&gt;Camile Velasco&lt;/strong&gt; will be given the same buzz like what jasmine is getting here in the philippines. i honestly believe that she deserves more recognition on how she made the young and old filipino community here and abroad very proud. i am a true believer of her raw &lt;strong&gt;talent&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;beauty&lt;/strong&gt; she exudes. hm. heard she'll be here some time november. oh i do hope so. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109715899935230036?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109715899935230036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109715899935230036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109715899935230036' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109656001945040074</id><published>2004-09-30T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T00:00:19.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bull's eye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in this case, it's a "tamaraw's eye"! blah. bantot naman. ang haba.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the green archers have finally emerged victorious.  'tis a glorious day.  but have to admit, ep.i.yu. sure dealt one mean game.  anyway, i'm glad everything paid off for the archers.  they did well, very well indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for whatever it is the school plans for celebration.  hmm. a holiday perhaps? ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109656001945040074?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109656001945040074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109656001945040074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109656001945040074' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109647460808934119</id><published>2004-09-29T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T00:22:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to thank you all who did their own effort to greet me on my birthday yesterday. listing your names won't be necessary. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord for giving me these people to me.  glad they're here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt; an "espeysyal" thank you goes all the way to mama Sarah.  i owe you a lot. thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109647460808934119?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109647460808934119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109647460808934119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109647460808934119' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109586841838172053</id><published>2004-09-22T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T00:23:34.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uneasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;. it's today's trend. it's what everybody does these days. people around really seem just to "&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;" all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel &lt;strong&gt;uneasy&lt;/strong&gt;. i really don't know why. i just read anna's blog entry. well if you're reading this anna, i just like to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, or at least i think so. sigh. i was struck with:&lt;br /&gt;"When it comes to other people, i can give them advice...pero when it comes to me, wala akong magawa. Hindi ko alam kung pano tulungan sarili ko. It's as if I know other people more than I know myself. Pwede ba yun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. seems very familiar. seems like... ...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;. wish ko lang bumuti na mga kalagayan ng mga nadedepress this month of september. i really feel uneasy right now. i don't even know how or what to think about what's going to happen next week. should i feel depressed as well? or stick to my usual happy-go-lucky me? shit. napapaisip na naman ako ng marame nito. arrgh. gusto ko talaga sumaya or gumaan man lang ung mga feelings ng mga tao. ewan. baka kase ako lang ung masaya sa mga susunod na weeks. tanga ko naman kung ganon. pucha. ewan talaga. bahala na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i don't know what to do or say sa mga 'nadedepress' ngayon. gusto ko sila matulungan. di ko lang alam kung pano. don't know what to do.  e ako nga, nadedepress na rin ata.  shit.   oh well. &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, this is what i can only think of right now to help out my (and maybe even your) uneasiness.  you know what?  someday, from all these problems and hardships in life, i know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will all get by, with a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... kayo na bahala kung corny o hinde.  ewan.  naisip ko lang naman sya bigla e.  labo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109586841838172053?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109586841838172053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109586841838172053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109586841838172053' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109568499361504050</id><published>2004-09-20T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T21:34:25.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ligaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobra saya kanina sa &lt;strong&gt;mcdo&lt;/strong&gt;! wahaha. we had great time kanina. just had another boring relstwo class from our 'preacher man' prof, so buti na lang talaga.. what a relief. saya saya ng mga bata. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so this one's kinda late na, pero i just want to say na i proved im no jinx! waha.  yesterday's ADMU-DLSU final bout for this uaap season was great!! hahaha.. &lt;strong&gt;the archers have struck the eagles down to the ground&lt;/strong&gt;!!  plus, with a little help to get by from fellow la sallians -- benilde, zobel, and greenhills -- we sure packed a mean bow-and-arrow that hit the eagles bullseye!!  (sayang wala representatives from la salle lipa wehehe) ha, and to think that it was my first game i've ever watched in the big dome.  no more jinxies.   (meron ba word na ganun?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely had great time with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;===da lab shack&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the love shack)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feat. ac, meg, anna, and nash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pucha senti mode mga kasama ko kanina dito sa kassel. .....correction. si &lt;strong&gt;aeyc&lt;/strong&gt; lang pala. it all started sa kanya.. then one by one, sina &lt;strong&gt;meg&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;anna&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;nash&lt;/strong&gt; shared a little about their own pasts.. past love lives to be exact... haha. ako? nah, i was just listening the whole time. hehe :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109568499361504050?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109568499361504050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109568499361504050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109568499361504050' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109552130048109807</id><published>2004-09-18T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T23:33:21.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;into eraserheads right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am soo into eraserheads right now. definitely &lt;strong&gt;legendary&lt;/strong&gt;. too bad they've split. still, just thinking about those days when &lt;strong&gt;casette tapes &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;beepers &lt;/strong&gt;were cool stuff, they have been there since to share such great songs to the rest of us. ha, i remember my older sister in her high school years(she's now 25), and she was wearing this almost new walkman of ours (now, how cool is that huh? hehe), just singing her lungs out. waw. can't believe it's been like 10 years now or so. yeah, like right. haha. joks lang. just playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! ooh! glad to hear about &lt;strong&gt;anna&lt;/strong&gt;'s, &lt;strong&gt;alvin&lt;/strong&gt;'s and &lt;strong&gt;mik&lt;/strong&gt;'s new blogs, and &lt;strong&gt;robbie&lt;/strong&gt;'s recent plan of hosting people's sites. good for you guys. can't wait for them all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is very exciting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109552130048109807?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109552130048109807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109552130048109807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109552130048109807' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109517761942575084</id><published>2004-09-14T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T00:00:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's word: &lt;em&gt;Spontaneity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i thought i was this jinx that whenever i get to see a game of the archers, they somehow just end up in defeat. odd really.  ha! &lt;strong&gt;nash&lt;/strong&gt; and i proved this wrong a while ago when the green archers have won over their arch rivals the blue eagles (well, finally! hehe).  poor birdies, guess they'll just have to sleep bluer than blue tonight hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am so relieved and thankful that i still get to sleep longer till about 9 or 10am every tuesdays and thursdays.  what, i have to force myself to wake up &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning every mondays, wednesdays, and fridays! try my anmath1 class that starts 7am! shit!  well, anyway.. it was about 8 am i think when nash came over to my place to "wake me up" (&lt;strong&gt;big thanks nash!&lt;/strong&gt;)cause her dad drops her off here in taft about that time before going to work, though her class (and mine) starts 11:20am pa.  so after a small talk we had, we both went back to sleep cause it was still really early.  woke up after an hour or so, took a shower, got dressed, got my things, and it was off to school for us.  and oh, i got to meet "&lt;strong&gt;partner&lt;/strong&gt;" at the elevator.. &lt;strong&gt;shiela&lt;/strong&gt; was one of the 2 high school friends whom i call 'partner' way back, yet even now, she still insists to be called that way! haha. anyway, my 'partners' were two pretty and lovely ladies who are special to me, and gawwd, how i've missed them!  so there i was, with nash and shiela in the elevator, along with other people.  i was just &lt;em&gt;starstruck&lt;/em&gt;.  i was surprised to see her there in kassel cause last time i met her was what, i guess 3rd term last year.  asked her why she was here in kassel, and she said she now stays here! wow! e nakakahiya na kay nash kase halfway to the ground floor, i think all sheila and i did was talk about how we were. so i try not to get carried away with the 'missing her' part, cause of nash and of course, of the other people around us in the elevator.  well, enough of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  (time:    11:10am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    o! diba DB mo na?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       e sir, 11:20 pa naman un ah! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wow.. shit.  nakakatawa na ewan.  just when nash and i got to meet aeyc and meg in the gox gallery.. &lt;em&gt;poof!&lt;/em&gt;  oli's head pops up the window by our table.  shit.  &lt;em&gt;hinahanap nya kame ni nash!! haha&lt;/em&gt;... nash and i didn't know oli knew us well pala.  he even knows her complete name, we found out.  he knows me as just "mr. hernandez" lang.. haha, too bad for nash.. &lt;em&gt;and me!&lt;/em&gt;  joke haha.. went to introdb class... turned out, i thought the class is going to be great! &lt;em&gt;pwede siguro ako maging kampante dito sa class na to&lt;/em&gt;.. ewan.. basta magsipag ka lang niño, ok ka na for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yay! &lt;strong&gt;meg, nash,&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt; i&lt;/strong&gt; had our lunch at &lt;strong&gt;tropical hut!&lt;/strong&gt;  pers taym ko dun. haha. the food? i ordered a burger meal and a salad.. they were great actually.. maybe just because i got to taste ones different from that of the fastfood chains i got used to like mcdo and all. i dont know. maybe it's just me? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;istech2 came.  badtrip kase di sumipot prof namen.  so ayun, nagpakariwara kame ni nash sa computer lab.  nag net na ng nag net.  nakakaantok.  sabe ko kay nash, &lt;em&gt;ikutin natin buong la salle tapos balik tayo gox habang inaantay natin si anna and our next class.. &lt;/em&gt;i told it was just a joke, pero nash insisted haha.  off we went to velasco.  through the stairs, and all the way to the 5th or 6th floor...  wow, ang ganda ng view from there. pers taym uli ni bisente.  simply just &lt;strong&gt;overwhelming&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;waw. haba na ng entry ko! &lt;em&gt;anu ba meron ako ngayon at baket naisipan ko mag-blog? too late to answer that fool! e nakapag-type ka na ng nobela eh!&lt;/em&gt;   [just me talking to myself] haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109517761942575084?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109517761942575084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109517761942575084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109517761942575084' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109508926783106588</id><published>2004-09-13T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T23:27:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, in case nobody (except the one i know of, nash) noticed.. nag-update na ko, finally.. supposedly, dapat iba na ung layout ng blog ko.. and i did change it.  kaya lang ung pinaka-theme nung nakuha kong blog layout e super as in uber na depressing.  "ShatteredBrokenAlone" ung theme and the layout comes with this big picture na all about "you left me alone" and all.. and i thought this aint right for me to start blogging again.  so i made some moving of frames here and there, did some resizing.. some more adjustments, and soon after, voila! well, more like, &lt;em&gt;uhh... that's it?!&lt;/em&gt; haha.. na-realize ko pinaltan ko ung depressing na picture and ended up noticing there wasn't really any difference at all sa last layout ko! walang kwentang pag-download ng layout.. haha.. pero definitely, i like this layout more than the last one.  i liked the effects.. ung pag-hinover mo ung mouse mo sa picture e maglilight-up (may word bang ganun?) sya and then pag inalis mo ung pointer, magfafade naman sya.. haha bano ako.  just dont tell me hindi nyo pa nattry! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109508926783106588?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109508926783106588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109508926783106588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109508926783106588' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109500552285653485</id><published>2004-09-12T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T00:12:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ndi ako makatulog ngayon ng maaga.  pero dapat talaga kailangan ko ng matulog as soon as possible.  pucha my very first class for the second term starts 7am! ndi ko lam kung anu gagawin ko para makatulog.  ayoko ng katahimikan ngayon.  mapapaisip lang ako ng kung anu-ano.  lalo akong di makakatulog nyan.  don't get me wrong, wala ako sleeping disorder.  i think.  haha.  natulog nga pala kase ako kaninang hapon that's why hindi pa ko inaantok ngayon.  it was raining back in our home.  nga pla, nasa kassel na ko ngayon.  haay.. kung iisipin, nakakamiss talaga pag home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;miss ko na kayo.  iba talaga kayo.  ewan ko ba.  para bang mas mamimiss ko ang mga college friends ko kesa sa mga highschool friends ko date.  pero syet.  paubos na tayo ng paubos.  or maybe it's more right to say, nagkakahiwahiwalay na tayo.  wala naman tau magagawa.  &lt;strong&gt;we can't keep everything forever&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;may kanya kanya tayong desisyong ginawa.  i'm sure pinag-isipan nating lahat ang mga ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.relieved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yay! relieved to know &lt;strong&gt;meg&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;anna&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;jansen&lt;/strong&gt; won't transfer to another school.  same goes kina &lt;strong&gt;aeyc&lt;/strong&gt;, at least diba, katapat lang schools natin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sigh.  sana talaga... sa second term na to.. wish ko lang.. hindi na tayo talaga babalik sa north conserv para sa adjustment! pucha ilang beses na ba natin sinabe to sa sarili natin? kelangan madala na tayo haha joke.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;panu ba ako makakatulog ng ganto? haha.  magpapakasawa na lang ako siguro sa pag-nenet (haha, may word bang ganun?).  hanggang antukin.  gudlak.  haha.  bahala na.  gudlak din sa paggising ko bukas este mamaya na pala! wahaha.  sige, til then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109500552285653485?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109500552285653485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109500552285653485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500552285653485' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-109491895829302179</id><published>2004-09-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T21:53:49.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know how, don't know why. guess i really just wanted to blog right now. no, it's not that i'm bored. it's just.. it's just that... just because! ewan. random thoughts lang talaga siguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. di ako pinayagan kanina sa birthday dinner slash party ni cindy, one of my high school friends. kainis. i really don't know how you guys do it. ung bang magpapaalam ka lang at the last minute tapos &lt;em&gt;kaching!&lt;/em&gt; un na, pwedeng pwede ka ng pumunta sa mga gimiks and all. naisip ko, nakakainggit din kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about responsibilities. dinner time. wala si pa kase may meeting sya. mom and i had a little talk. talked about things going to be different from now on. &lt;em&gt;shet ano toh? &lt;/em&gt;i was really surprised. &lt;em&gt;ah, alam ko na&lt;/em&gt;. nagtext kase si papa kagabe, and it said like this: &lt;em&gt;Ma, Kay, Johnny, Punky, Niño, Caloy. Tonight, RCs Sto. Tomas, and Tanauan endorsed to nomination 4 DGovernor for RY 2007-08. I was overwhelmed by the support and request. Pls understand..... &lt;/em&gt;na-nominate si pa for district governor. wow. i am soo proud to have him as my dad. someday, i want to follow his footsteps and be just like him, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was right, we talked about whatever might happen to us in the future, when dad will be busier than ever if he gets the job. &lt;strong&gt;things will change&lt;/strong&gt;. sigh. this only meant that i have to, parang, "grow up" na. i have to learn about the many responsibilities i will later have. i have to get to know everything that goes around here. in time, too, i'll later be busy working. it's not that i don't know of anything, it's just that i might want to consider thinking about the future that.. that someday, &lt;strong&gt;i will be in dad's place&lt;/strong&gt;. i'll later be a "padre de pamilia". anu ba yan. ang dame ko iniisip. masyado ako nagwoworry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syet. i hate it when i think about a lot of things. they just keep on coming inside my head all at the same time. yoko ng napapaisip ng kung anu-ano. yan tuloy, feeling ko dumadame lalo mga problema ko sa buhay. tama na. iba naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout outs to &lt;strong&gt;gee&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nash&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;aeyc&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;alvin&lt;/strong&gt;. thank you all sa inuman last thursday. gee, thanks sa pagdating mo sobra, kahit busy ka ata nung time na un, di ko lam kung anu mangyayari samen nina nash, aeyc, and alvin at kung panu kame mag-iinuman kung wala ka non. next time uli dude. aeyc and alvin, salamat sa aliw na binigay nyo nung gabeng un (waha, parang ang sama ng dating nun ah) walang patawad kahit magdamagang halakhakan (at ututan wahaha!) and lastly, nash, ikaw ang naging highlight ng gabeng un! haha! sa totoo lang di ko inexpect na ako ung lalapitan mo nung after ka mahilo and all, you snugged yourself sa blanket tapos tumabi ka sakin... pretty lucky to be your "kuya"... haha, ewan... anyway, we should do this again some time. sure had great time. next time, gusto ko marame tau, para merrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-109491895829302179?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109491895829302179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/109491895829302179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109491895829302179' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108876208601499381</id><published>2004-07-03T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T23:36:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;here, there, and everywhere&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waw. dame gagawin this weekend.  and "&lt;i&gt;IST lang naman&lt;/i&gt;" daw kame, as what others say.  oo nga noh.  baket nga ba parang hirap na hirap kame kesa sa iba pang specializations, na to the extent na masyado kame busy-ing busy these days to 'work' than hang out with some friends for some 'quality time' (yeah right! hehe).  takang-taka na nga rin mga friends namen. guess nagkasabay-sabay lang talaga mga gagawen namen at the moment.  while other specializations get to have tons of MPs and programming or accounting stuff for the end of the term, IST keeps them projects and presentations coming almost too often!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang saken toh, at least i keep in mind i have to be thankful instead, cause it's not another major MP that could be major disaster.  MPs. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ano pa ginagawa ko ngayon?! diba ang dame ko dapat gawen? haha.  dont worry, tapusin ko muna tong post na toh, while waiting for my downloads to finish.  nope, not mp3 downloads.  &lt;b&gt;java&lt;/b&gt;. hehe. jbank kase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im here in Kassel pa rin ngayon, di ko umuwi.  can't do.  got work.  sigh.  alone.  wala na si ate e.  buti na lang, i've got my &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt; to get me by. and let's not forget, syempre, ang walang kamatayang &lt;b&gt;Tekken 3&lt;/b&gt;. ehehe.  naiinis lang ako kase may topak ung external modem ko dito.  sobrang tagal! argh!  it took me about 3 to 5 times of dial-ups (that had just 100 automatic redials) lang naman.  pramis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet Lord! gusto ko ng ibato at ihampas sa sira kong elektrik pan ung walang kwentang modem!  at pagkatapos ay ilagay at iwanan sa elebeytor ng Kassel na nuknukan ng bilis!! baka sakale bumilis din ang pagkonek ng modem kahit papano gaya ng elebeytor.  wahehehihiho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, i'm listening to the ever famous &lt;b&gt;Jansen&lt;/b&gt;'s American Idol 3 collection.  thanks, nakakapag-concert muli ako.  kung baket ba kase nag crash ung pc ko e.  tapos ndi pa rin sya nagagawa, up to now, it's been like 2 weeks or so since nag-crash, kase busy daw ung dapat gumagawa.  haay.. ok na rin tong pc na toh.  basta may pc at net.  ok na.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waw.  mahabahaba na naman ang post ko.  galeng.  it's really been a while. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na.  next time na uli.  til then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108876208601499381?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108876208601499381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108876208601499381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108876208601499381' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108861789227815146</id><published>2004-06-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T16:08:15.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;it's been QUITE a while&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never been heard of since quite some time.. and now returns for a comeback (hopefully..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad talaga kase ko mag-update ng blog e. nakakasawa na ewan. pag lang na-feel ko lang talaga siguro ung saka lang ako mag-uupdate. ahihi. maybe &lt;b&gt;i needed to feel the urge.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;.mixed emotions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! new background.  this is sooo cool! i somehow bumped into this gallery site with tons of what the owner calls 'fractal-whatchamacallit' images.  and good thing about it is they're ALL for free for download! i forgot to write down the site's url though. wahehehiho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. we've got bad weather for the week.  darn, and i thought this together with gma's and noli's oath-taking would mean no classes for today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i was there with &lt;b&gt;Meg&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Robbie&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jansen&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Chums&lt;/b&gt; back at Torre Lorenzo's helipad this afternoon.  heard they had fun.  and somehow relaxed.  natural high, Meg said.  hmm.  maybe i'd want to feel that too.  ha, strong wind, cool breeze, horizon from atop a building?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;why not?! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm mixed up.  for the moment.. i feel disappointed.  i feel slightly happy.  i feel tired.  sigh, the list goes on.  mixed up indeed. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108861789227815146?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108861789227815146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108861789227815146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108861789227815146' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108264721505178912</id><published>2004-04-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T23:26:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;hello dullness, meet my friend silence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back.  ah, one could really use some rest here at my sweet sweet home, a place of serenity i always called it.  just thinking about it makes me feel a little bit relieved now.  ahh... (kung gusto nyo rin sumabay sa aking pag-a-aaahhh sa imagination kong toh, great! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a little bit relieved now? "  --&gt; why you might ask? well, same goes with Jansen's entry... &lt;b&gt;chores&lt;/b&gt; was the word for the day.  but sigh... a "good" son's gotta do what a good son's gotta do.  besides, i thought i was used to these things na rin date pa eh.. kaya lang nabaguhan lang uli ko ngayon, i mean now that i came back from pleasantville kassel where i think cleaning up the table and getting rid of trash would be the only things to worry about.  haha. napasabak ako dito ah.  got used to my small unit 708 kase eh.. well anyway, like i said, nothing to fret. i got used to do such chores since we were little tykes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, nakakainis rin tong araw na toh.. the family was in the family's office, and it's about 6:30pm when my older sister remembered today was the day Camile Velasco's got to show up in the American Idol in abc5.  so my sis and i got her laptop and things in her table and rushed our way out towards her house just a small walk away.  "Let there be Camile Velasco," Beans said.  AI presented Camile.  Beans saw her, and she was good.  she was way too good.  Wohoo! i finally got to see her very first performance in AI.  after a commercial or so, the day when America gets to decide who wins and who bids farewell was there.  God Camile was beau-ty-ful! but sadly, i never saw this portion, just because of some stupid errand to photocopy some papers.  arrgh! napa-"time space warp, ngayon din!" na naman ako neto.  still, hindi ko na naabutan ung show.  haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was American Idol on Star World.. hehe buti na lang meron cable dito wohoo!! kaya lang, nang dahil sa ako ang naatasang maghugas at magtuyo ng mga pinggan atbp., ung last performer na lang naabutan ko, si Jennifer "banat-noo-with-matching-tirik-eyes" Hudson singing the Circle of Life.  and i might say she definitely looked better than her previously santo niño hair.  bad Beans! bad! uv been a bad Beans! ur playing with names again.. haay.. sorry po Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i watched "Life after Baywatch".. *drool* hehe... syempre, word na baywatch pa lang, *gasp* ang buong Pilipinas.  hehe.  just imagine.  haha. and all people would think of would just be bikinis, bikinis, bikinis sabay *drool*.  haha.. wala lang.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good Lord! ang haba na ng entry ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. siguro nagtataka kayo kung baket "hello dullness meet my friend silence" ung title ko noh... actually ewan ko  na rin eh.. buwahahaha!!! naisip ko lang kase quiet na dito sa bahay... haha.. walang kakonek-konek sa mga pinagsasasabe ko.  wahehehiho.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe im just missing the horobods already. haay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108264721505178912?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108264721505178912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108264721505178912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264721505178912' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108229395278927506</id><published>2004-04-18T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T21:19:40.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;my soul is evaporating, won't you saturate me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woopee! i'm back!! dito na uli ako sa makasaysayang Unit 708 ng Kassel. and i'l be here til wednesday pa so pwede pa tayo maghapi hapi guys kung gusto nyo pa.  ehehe.  til wednesday lang ko, kase nung una sabe ko sa ma and pa, sabado na ko uuwi, kaya lang nag-react agad sila agad kase nga, wala naman talaga ko gagawin sa buong week, tsaka course card lang naman dapat habol ko eh.  so, tinawaran ko na lang na sige, hanggang wednesday na lang.  nagtinginan pa rin sila na parang disagree pa rin, pero yey! payag na rin sila ehehe.. thanks ma, thanks pa!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naka-schedule ang araw na toh for the whole family including my bro-in-law and my favorite, and cute nephew, Zindel, for us to go out.  and so, we went off.  we had our lunch at some crocodile grille in g3, and after a dish or two of various seafoods and frog legs (yes, i'm okay, actually they taste like chicken!), we were on our way to the movies.  choosing what movie for everyone to see was difficult cause one wants Twisted, some want the Paycheck, and others wanted Peter Pan.  i had to wait for about i think 20 minutes or so just for everybody to settle with the feud.  and the winner was, ... Peter Pan.  i thought, okay, so maybe what they say that this new version of Peter Pan will be different and that it was really recommended for any Harry Potter fan, might be true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was kind of disappointed after seeing the movie.  for me, there wasn't anything different from all the other versions of the Peter Pan movie, though there was some teenie weenie innovations here and there, like Hook being able to fly.  (spoiler! hehe)  from a scale of 1 to 5, i'd rate this Peter Pan 2.8 or something.  it's decent, but i guess, nothing special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, we passed by the Bikini Bottom Bash back at glorieta.  and i was all "Spongebob Squarepants!".  i was singing along with all the other kids while we were walking around the place.  hehe.  "who lives in the i dunno pineapple blah blah .... SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!!" [i dunno the lyrics eh, ehehe] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturate Me - Mandy Moore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desert I wonder lacks its mirage&lt;br /&gt;There's no mistaking the barrage&lt;br /&gt;Of sand and wind that tears my skin&lt;br /&gt;Leaving what's without, exposing what's within&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken, left here in my barren desolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;My soul is evaporating, won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me&lt;br /&gt;Rain down on me with life&lt;br /&gt;My soul is evaporating, won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me&lt;br /&gt;Storm around me bring the tide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days stretch long into the heat&lt;br /&gt;As the sun brightens my defeat&lt;br /&gt;My lips are chapped, they're parched and dry&lt;br /&gt;My thirst it builds with every day gone by&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken, left here in my barren desolate... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dunes that shift, drift and lift in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Cover up my hope as I start to give in&lt;br /&gt;To the cracks and creases and the dips in y will&lt;br /&gt;As I am pushed toward the brink, I drink down arid swill &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108229395278927506?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108229395278927506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108229395278927506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108229395278927506' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-10821286264910808</id><published>2004-04-16T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T23:34:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;...nagmamahal, Nimpa &lt;/i&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [Neym Analisis of Nimpa] &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah! hahaha!  poor nimpa.. wala sa bokabularyo ng mga name analysis sites sa net ang name nya.. awww.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's mine.  totoo nga ung analysis! galing ni chums! *claps* walang "John Vincent" na first name sa database nila eh, so dinibayd ko na lang first name ko. and here are the results: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brief summary of your name: John&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of John has made you serious-minded, responsible, and stable. You love the security of a home and family, you are fond of children, and, as a parent you would be fair and understanding. Although you have good business judgment, you are not aggressive in your dealings because you do not like to create issues. You would be successful in any position dealing with the public as you have a diplomatic and tactful manner and possess a charming, easy-going nature which puts people at ease. People are drawn to you because they feel that you are patient, kind, understanding, and responsive.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true din ung analysis sa "Vincent", well, except for the active and impatience part. you all know im not like that. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brief summary of your name: Vincent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Vincent you seek change, travel, new opportunities, and new challenges. Your active, restless nature demands action and you dislike system and monotony. As you are versatile and capable, you could do any job well, although you would not like to do menial tasks. Having considerable vision, you could be adept at formulating new, more effective ways of doing things. You could organize the work of others, though in your impatience to see the job done efficiently, you would likely step right in and do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-10821286264910808?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/10821286264910808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/10821286264910808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#10821286264910808' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108187157619736232</id><published>2004-04-13T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T00:00:39.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Bout of the century&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early morning.. i woke up.. knock, knock, knock on the door.. [knock 3x].. it's time for PS, playstation.. and on to playing FF8.. (sung to the tune of Lucky - Britney Spears, try mo!) god that sounded corny! :p &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas but a glorious day. us horobods had ourselves the whole day with nothing but loads of fun -- just playing the playstation, sleeping on the sweet, sweet bed, playing my sister's guitar, or ok, even studying for tomorrow's exam.  woohoo!  e 8:30 am pa lang e, anjan na agad si robbie the sushi (uy, rhyme pala sila) sa labas ng pintuan ng unit! then came jansen, then anna, meg, aeyc, and the list goes. hahaha... kala ko nga eh di tayo magkakasya lahat dito sa unit ko, sa dame nyo! buwahahaha!  at hayun, simula pa lang ng pagdating ng mga mokong, nagpakariwara na kame sa paglalaro ng playstation games.. most especially, sa makasaysayang &lt;b&gt;Tekken 3&lt;/b&gt;, na kung saan ang lahat ay napanganga na lamang kay &lt;b&gt;Xiaoyu&lt;/b&gt;, nalungkot sa malubhang sakit ni &lt;b&gt;Doctor Bitch&lt;/b&gt;, na kung saa'y nagleletrang "Z" na raw ang kanyang backbone dahil sa scolio, at syempre, wag nating kalimutan ang mga nabighani at naaliw sa bawat pagkumpay ng puwitan ni &lt;b&gt;Anna&lt;/b&gt; sa tuwing mananalo ito. haay... let's all pray for the quick recovery of Doctor Bitch's worsening disease.  may bad breath pa nga pala un, ibili na natin sa 7-11 ng isang matinong tutbrash, mukhang iisang hibla na lang ata kase naipapang-brush nya sa kanyang pustiso.  isabay na rin ang pagbili ng dalawang piraso ng AA na batriya para sa kanyang munting remote control.  bilin nya ung brand na "eveready getset go".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na kong maisip i-type. saka ko na lang uli ituloy itong entry na toh. thanks for the time y'all. kita kits na lang uli dito sa 708! wehe :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108187157619736232?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108187157619736232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108187157619736232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108187157619736232' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108140759761993667</id><published>2004-04-08T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T15:03:44.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Hustle and bustle&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, home sweet, sweet home.  am here na in the province.  breezy.  serene. the neighbors here are quiet at the moment. strange. anyway, ay naku, ang hirap umuwi kahapon from manila!  wala kame sundo ni ate e, kaya pinapagbiyahe na lang kame.  so ate decided we leave by 7 am.  all along, i thought, since maaga kame gigising yesterday, there wouldn't be any problems or troubles sa pag-uwi sa tanauan, batangas, my hometown.  but nooo! when we got to the buendia bus station by 730 i think, arrgh! you should've seen the whole lot.  ang haba talaga ng pila.  and let's not forget the heat of the sun.  after an agonizing hour later, finally, allelujah! we got on a bus! my lazy ass then could really use some rest on the sweet, sweet cushion, haha.  wala lang, just for me to share this crap thingy. ehehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108140759761993667?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108140759761993667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108140759761993667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108140759761993667' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108125963781375612</id><published>2004-04-06T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:01:19.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Dusted the place, finally got to update&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got trifle?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual day?  nah!  movie marathon kame kanina kina chums e, ehehe. woohoo!  sayang nga di ko napanood ung the passion, kase naman, 8:54 in the morning ba naman mag-aya ang mga loko na manonood daw ng mga sine kina chums e ung mga oras na un e "isliping biyuti" pa ako non, with matching muta and tulo laway pa.. pero okay lang.. pagkatawag ni robbie sabay tulog uli ako ehehe, wa epek ung pagtawag eh, hayun, &lt;boog!&gt;, bagsak uli at nagpapakariwara na sa dreamland ang gago.  wehehe.  mga 11 na nga ko nakapunta sa unit nina chums e, tapos ang naabutan ko na lang e American Pie: The Wedding..  At heto pa ha, pagkadating ko non, ang &lt;b&gt;tatahimik&lt;/b&gt; magsinood ng american pie ang mga gago!  American Pie ba un?  well, katatapos lang daw kase nilang manood ng The Passion e.  uh.. ok?  ayos ah.. after nilang ma-touch-touch at ma-cry-cry sa kabanal-banalang the passion e, sunggaban ba naman nila ang american pie.. ang saya! ehehe..  and oh, robbie and bobby did a little poo poo, err, i mean, a little boo boo sa salamin ng table nina chums kanina... good thing, by the end of the day, they said they've got the whole thing covered na. whew! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;A little message or some sort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the time has come... lo, the holy week is near!  a time where some get to relax and go places 'cause it's sort of a 'vacation week', while others go strengthen their spiritual sense through rituals and prayers.  ako? ...hmm, i'll go try to further strengthen mine this time, i hope.  kung corny sa iba, sorry po.  this is me. God knows how often i did mistakes and how i owe Him big time.  haven't you thought about such for a while? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the bad times we've been having lately guys, well, this may sound corny, pero this little something has often worked for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't be afraid of tomorrow,&lt;br&gt; God is already there..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advices are really not my department.  although i do get to give some people good ones at times, too.  hope this little message came close.. (",) &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108125963781375612?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108125963781375612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108125963781375612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108125963781375612' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108082430772221254</id><published>2004-04-01T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T00:00:42.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;..i lie down and blind myself with laughter..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i just couldn't sleep early. was lying in bed, then suddenly had these thoughts of mine. thoughts linger. thoughts like:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;am i alone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;what happens if i die just tomorrow? will there be anyone for me? would anybody even care? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, &lt;i&gt;"i suppose nobody would.."&lt;/i&gt;  sino nga ba naman ako diba?! just your Mr. Ordinary guy lang diba? si "slow".. walang kwenta. &lt;i&gt;"i &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; have friends... pero.. tama na siguro itong mga daliri ko sa dalawang kamay at dalawang paa ko para bilangin sila."&lt;/i&gt; sana hindi ganito. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;please let me be in this little bed of mine when i wake up tomorrow..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang drama ko. pathetic, sabe nga ni robbie. di ko lam kung baket ako nagkakaganito. i hate myself. closed my eyes. cried a little. stared up the blank wall. it's dark. snugged myself in my blanket. then, i just smiled out of the blue. &lt;i&gt;"of course, i could be wrong!"&lt;/i&gt; i thought with a grin. &lt;i&gt;"(sigh).. i really do hope so..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;pakshet! i worry too much!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108082430772221254?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108082430772221254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108082430772221254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108082430772221254' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108067236295864964</id><published>2004-03-31T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T02:57:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Betrayed by Light&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! i just got myself a new avatar! woohoo! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.angelfire.com/vamp/dark_ice/betrayed.gif" width="100" height="100" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. just felt &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt; the moment i saw it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, pasensya nga po pala sa mga moderators meg and robbie for the agonizing wait for my avatar. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later ko na toh ituloy.. tapusin ko lang muna filipino work ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108067236295864964?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108067236295864964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108067236295864964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108067236295864964' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108067075103035294</id><published>2004-03-30T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T02:34:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Distraught&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung anu na nangyayari! why do things have to go this and that?! pwede namang ganito't ganon diba?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;why?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day.. this day was the day with yet the wildest goose chase i ever had, together with hiro, nico, and terms. ok, so it wasn't &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; wild, nor were we chasing a goose. well, but we &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; chase.. someone. kandarapa na kame lahat para maabutan namen sya, at inaalala nameng pagdating dun, naka-&lt;i&gt;puppy eyes&lt;/i&gt; pa ata dapat kame, just for our 'offerings' to be accepted, kase super late na kame for the 4 o'clock deadline. turns out, hindi na pala kelangan nun. whew! tinanggap naman agad nya, no questions asked.  thanks Lord! anyway, i guess i've had enough of that scene na.. submitting papers at light speed and running. i hate &lt;i&gt;every, little bit&lt;/i&gt; of things going fast. everyone does, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108067075103035294?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108067075103035294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108067075103035294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108067075103035294' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108054807387651510</id><published>2004-03-29T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T00:20:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.angelfire.com/psy/arctictyke/images/silverdragon.jpg" border="0" alt="Silver Dragon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a silver dragon. The rarest kind of dragon.&lt;br&gt;You are noble yet avoid humans as much as&lt;br&gt;possible. You are the guardian of the&lt;br&gt;defensless and you rule the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyAmber/quizzes/Which%20Dragon%20resides%20in%20your%20soul%3F%20(cool%20pictures!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dragon resides in your soul? (cool pictures!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108054807387651510?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108054807387651510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108054807387651510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108054807387651510' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108048662746640382</id><published>2004-03-28T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T00:37:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.angelfire.com/psy/arctictyke/images/vampire_myth.bmp" border="0" alt="vamp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Form 9, &lt;b&gt;Vampire&lt;/b&gt;: The Undying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And The Vampire was all that remained on&lt;br&gt;the blood drowned creation.  She attempted to&lt;br&gt;regrow life from the dead.  But as she was&lt;br&gt;about to give the breath of life, she was&lt;br&gt;consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the&lt;br&gt;cycle began again."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples of the Vampire Form are Hades (Greek) and Isis (Egyptian). The Vampire is associated with the concept of death, the number 9, and the element of fire. Her sign is the eclipsed moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic individual.  You may be a little idealistic, but you are very grounded and down to earth. You realize that not everything lasts, but you savor every minute of the good times. While you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you have strong ties with people that will never be broken.  Vampires are the best friends to have because they are sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/Which%20Mythological%20Form%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Mythological Form Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108048662746640382?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108048662746640382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108048662746640382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108048662746640382' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108047699305288506</id><published>2004-03-28T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T20:36:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Warmth&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww... thanks sa lahat ng mga nag-welcome saken dito sa blog world. &lt;b&gt;appreciated.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gulo pa ng blog site ko. gusto kong ayusin ng ayusin. di ko magawa. dame ko iniisip. i worry much. shet. wala pa rin ko nagagawa sa filipino2 ko. mga fairy tales. tapos chemlab. pero bago un, meron pa nga palang big test sa anmath. may final paper pa sa encomp. ahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is this what they call.. "&lt;b&gt;misery&lt;/b&gt;"?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[kassel] meron ng tapa king na inorder namen ni ate sa mesa. gutom na ko. nagkakaraoke ate ko sa tv. un bang kina arnel ignacio date, pero ngayon kina jaya at allan k na. gutom na ko. pramis gawin ko na ung fil2 ko pagkatapos kong kumain. wala pa talaga ko nasisimulan. later. si ate muna internet. sleep muna uli si arctic tyke. corny. arctic tyke huh? ewan. walang pakealamanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108047699305288506?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108047699305288506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108047699305288506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108047699305288506' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108039415188443920</id><published>2004-03-27T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T20:38:27.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Morning Glory&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehe.. si squall.. corny background pero if u listen to the bg music, WOW. sori po, chinese ung song, pero nagustuhan ko lang talaga sobra ung song, lalo na ung intro. tapos tingnan nyo mga mata ni squall, mafifeel mo talaga ung wind breeze tsaka ung scenery.. pati ung song na rin eh. ewan ko ba. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day na pala ng cwts namen kanina.. pero kita uli kame after 2 months, sa may 29 ata. paksyet. just thinking about classes again next term, terible na naman buhay. pero lam ko naman anjan lang naman kayong lahat sa tabi-tabi. pakalat-kalat. kahit nasa ibang clas, or college, or skul na kayo, lam ko namang we'll find time para magkita-kita muli ang tropa. sana nga ganun. we're going on our different ways na naman mga peeps pagkatapos nitong term. shet. tumatanda na tayo. haay. yoko pa. ayaw pa. tama na nga yan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nandito ko ngayon sa hometown, sa province. dame pa rin pala gagawin kahit tapos na mp. may encomp tsaka etchapwerang epal na chemlab. and let's not forget ang mga makasaysayang noo ng bayan. si diesto. severino diesto. severe for short. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasensya kung puro mga about academics pa lang mga blabbing ko. dame lang talaga ko iniisip. bukas luwas na ko mag isa puntang manila. syempre jet lag. mis ko na kama ko sa kassel.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawa muna ko filipino2 ko. pinapatransleyt samen 2 stories, mapa-fairy tale or short story, sa filipino or tagalog. syet, hirap non. mga nobela pa nga ata napatapat na mga fairy tale saken eh. sige po.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108039415188443920?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108039415188443920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108039415188443920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108039415188443920' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676912.post-108031305750690721</id><published>2004-03-27T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T21:46:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;From the icy slumber... Genesis.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;      wow.. di ko lam kung baket ko napadpad dito.. wala magawa eh... and yay! first time ko makipag-blag-blagan tulad ng mga blockmates ko na ka-blag-an ko na rin ngayon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*droopy voice* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woopy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;baket "&lt;strong&gt;arctic tyke&lt;/strong&gt;" you ask? hmmm.. ewan ko ba, feel ko lang talaga maging isang nilalang na ang kaibuturan e gawa sa &lt;strong&gt;niyebe&lt;/strong&gt;. (ok, kung sino man di alam ung word, it's "snow" in english) hindi sa ginagaya ko si meg, pero date ko nang gusto at &lt;strong&gt;attached&lt;/strong&gt; sa element ng ice or snow or water -- pareho pareho lang un diba? wala lang.. so heto ko ngayon, sa harap ng pc, buhay ang aircon, tulog ang ate, buhay ang playstation na ang game ay Final Fantasy 8..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;ladies and gents... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ang aking blag... ang blag ni beans, bow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;arctic tyke's genesis begins....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-= adapted from The Beatles' "Strawberry Fields Forever" =-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Snowy Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Snowy Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.&lt;br /&gt;That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Snowy Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Snowy Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Fields forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676912-108031305750690721?l=arctictyke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108031305750690721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6676912/posts/default/108031305750690721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arctictyke.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031305750690721' title=''/><author><name>beans</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SdItWWRqv38/So7bK3yagGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hk_U6Z8NlLk/S220/02242009(012).jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
