tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333638312011-08-24T15:05:51.604+08:00People should learn how the darkness works... The light and darkness are complete opposites... And yet they work together in peace... They complete each other... Think of them as complements... Like HATE and LOVE... Like PEACE and WAR... Like SPOON and FORK...arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.comBlogger471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-78633584117681711872011-07-15T19:02:00.000+08:002011-07-15T19:04:51.597+08:00Ang tagal ko na hindi gumagamit ng blogger at multiply! Binasa ka ulit yung lahat ng mga posts. Isa pala akong emo na bata noon<br />.<img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /><br /><br />yeh.<br />yun lang.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-7863358411768171187?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-90778534495335318112008-03-01T22:10:00.002+08:002008-03-01T22:37:28.228+08:00Magtatapos na ang third year...<br /><br />Ilang weeks na lang...<br /><br />Ewan...<br /><br />Basta...<br /><br />Feeling ko... mamimiss ko ang Sodium...<br /><br />Parehas sa Adelfa...<br /><br />Siyempre...<br /><br />Parehas naman na masaya ang Sodium at Adelfa...<br /><br />Pero magkaiba naman din ang mga tao...<br /><br />Parang yung polvoron ng food sci group nila Munar at yung kina Airah...<br /><br />Merong distinct flavors pero parehas namang masarap...<br /><br />Different cases pero same principle...<br /><br />Basta...<br /><br />Ganun na lang...<br /><br />As for Jade...<br /><br />Well... no comment na lang...<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:180%;">:D</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-9077853449533531811?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-32763003027925977552008-02-11T17:59:00.000+08:002008-02-11T18:04:48.463+08:00Sometimes, beauty can be found in death... Take the century plant or agave for example... It lives for several years striving to survive in arid climates with sparse and unpredictable rainfall. At its death, it produces a beautiful flowering stalk which is for reproduction...<br /><br /> If something seems hard or whatever, in the end, it'll be worth it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-3276300302792597755?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-76467085442753381412008-01-06T16:56:00.000+08:002008-01-06T17:21:01.293+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">Masaya...<br /><br />Happy -Sam<br /><br />Enjoy -Sam<br /><br />1408...<br />Step Up...<br />Reservoir Dogs...<br /><br />Si Nikolai...<br />Ayaw tigilan ang King and Queen of Hearts...<br />dun sa magic sing...<br />Kumanta din siya ng bulaklak...<br />Horse with no name...<br /><br />Si Fungo...<br />Kumanta ng Basketball...<br /><br />Ako...<br />Bulaklak... Bakit Ngayon Ka Lang...<br />Para Sa 'Yo Ang Laban Na 'To...<br />Don't Touch My Birdie....<br /><br />si Sir Seggs...<br />Nandun... Kumanta siya ng...<br />Englishman in New York...<br />Long December...<br /><br />Basta...<br /><br />Masaya...<br /><br />Yun nga lang...<br /><br />Mas nakaka-miss ang adelfa ngyon...<br /><br />Parang baliktad...<br /><br />Ewan...<br /><br />Basta tanga si Mace Windu...<br />Hindi niya ginamit ang Force sa 1408...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-7646708544275338141?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-42891692030397989812007-10-08T15:42:00.000+08:002007-10-08T15:49:27.240+08:00<span style="color:#ffb001;">Retreat kahapon...<br /><br />Napaiyak ako noong "give someone a hug" moment...<br /><br />Ang weird...<br /><br />Tapos lumapit ako sa kanya...<br /><br />And un hanggang akbay lang...<br /><br />Natapos ung lecture...<br /><br />Bumalik kami sa cottage...<br /><br />Tapos pumunta sa hall ulit...<br /><br />Palanca-giving...<br /><br />tapos nag-txt sya...<br /><br />sabi nya "thank you"...<br /><br />di ako makareply...<br /><br />Nagpasama ako kay jombo at kay cumcum...<br /><br />pumunta kami sa cottage nila...<br /><br />nag-thank you ako...<br /><br />Nagparinig si jombo kay _____ na wala syang palanca...<br /><br />tapos...<br /><br />un na ung highlight<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-4289169203039798981?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-79332074630521156692007-09-22T19:41:00.000+08:002007-09-22T19:47:33.387+08:00Everything in this world has reasons...<br /><br />Sometimes, one just doesn't know what the reason is...<br /><br />But there are also times when the reasons are right in front of your eyes...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Well, I'm stumped...<br /><br />I can't think of anything else to say...<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">:|</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-7933207463052115669?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-58671722475118353642007-09-19T10:30:00.001+08:002007-10-08T15:41:30.292+08:00<span style="font-size:36;"><span style="color:#ffb001;">I love you Frances!!!...</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-5867172247511835364?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-64376916504875919792007-09-12T18:20:00.000+08:002007-09-12T18:57:50.096+08:00I don't know...<br /><br />It's exactly what I feel...<br /><br />After my studies, what the hell am I supposed to do?...<br /><br />Of course, the obvious answer would be t get a job...<br /><br />But, I never pictured myself even getting a job...<br /><br />Primarily, I want to go to aeronautical engineering...<br /><br />well, it greatly restricts my job opportunities to, well, aeronautics...<br /><br />but...<br /><br />I love it...<br /><br />As those graduates said...<br /><br />Passion is really important in your career...<br /><br />Actually, my only problem right now, is where I will go to college...<br /><br />I mean, how many aeronautics schools are there in the Philippines that's worth the money...<br /><br />Sure the Air Force...<br /><br />But they require 8 years of service here in the Philippines...<br /><br />Which really sucks because not only is it a long time, there are pretty few planes that are working in the Air Force...<br /><br />After all, all of the planes were donated by the US...<br /><br />or by private companies...<br /><br />And the government is proud of these planes...<br /><br />They say they're one of a kind...<br /><br />Well, they are one of a kind...<br /><br />One of a kind in the Philippines only...<br /><br />These are planes from other countries that were supposed to go to the junkyard...<br /><br />But the other countries thought...<br /><br />"Hey, we could benefit from this!..."<br /><br />"What if we donate this junk to Third World countries so that we can look good?..."<br /><br />It's exactly the case of those crashing Hueys donated by the US...<br /><br />They were used in the Vietnam War...<br /><br />And now...<br /><br />They're here sending pilots to their deaths...<br /><br />They are dangerous and the US does not admit it...<br /><br />They say it's human error...<br /><br />Human error!<br /><br />Helicpter that crashed were "coincidentally" consecutive and "coincidentally" came frm the same lot the US donated...<br /><br />This is why I'm being discouraged that the Philippines can support my dream...<br /><br />Even though I am a government scholar...<br /><br />I really can't lie...<br /><br />This country is falling to corrupt and mindless officials who only think of their own selfish selves...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(Anyone who rejects this, supports the government, I'm bettin on that...)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">This all I can say...<br /><br />This may be the primary reason why I have no idea what to do with my life after college...<br /><br />not even high school...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;">mood: mixed emotions<br />anger<br />wrath<br />and others<br />etc.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-6437691650487591979?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-70988310076038147652007-09-09T17:43:00.000+08:002007-09-09T17:53:56.288+08:00Aun...<br /><br />May pangalan na ung unnamed dog...<br /><br />Ung sa kanya kasi, Hero...<br /><br />Eh di... Hera ung pangalan ng sakin...<br /><br />"Hera, in Greek mythology, queen of the gods, the daughter of the Titans Cronus and Rhea, and the sister and wife of the god Zeus. Hera was the goddess of marriage and the protector of married women. She was the mother of Ares, god of war; Hephaestus, god of fire; Hebe, goddess of youth; and Eileithyia, goddess of childbirth. Hera was a jealous wife, who often persecuted Zeus's mistresses and children. She never forgot an injury and was known for her vindictive nature. Angry with the Trojan prince Paris for preferring Aphrodite, goddess of love, to herself, Hera aided the Greeks in the Trojan War and was not appeased until Troy was finally destroyed. Hera is often identified with the Roman goddess Juno."<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(text article from Microsoft Ecarta Reference Library 2004)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">pang-goddess pa ung pangalan</span></span>...<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">:]</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-7098831007603814765?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-61802818899014149822007-09-06T16:55:00.000+08:002007-09-06T17:11:46.250+08:00belated appy birthday to myself...<br /><br />so my birthday is the same as the foundation day of the school...<br /><br />yesterday...<br /><br />as usual... there's a mass...<br /><br />and all of the formalities...<br /><br />43 years have past and Pisay still exists...<br /><br />14 years have past and I still exist...<br /><br />Yeah...<br /><br />Surprisingly, a lot of people remembered...<br /><br />Or a lot of people were told...<br /><br />I guess...<br /><br />Anyway, I'm now in the possession of an unnamed dog...<br /><br />stuffed toy...<br /><br />I can't think of a name...<br /><br />It was given by Frances...<br /><br />and its special...<br /><br />It's the only gift I received this birthday...<br /><br />And she was the one who gave it...<br /><br />only it was one day late...<br /><br />it's still a gift, though...<br /><br />and still very special...<br /><br />what should I name it?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-6180281889901414982?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-15231646043628575742007-08-15T20:22:00.000+08:002007-08-17T17:06:50.539+08:00all of us have problems...<br /><br />I deal with my problems by drowning myself with happiness and laughter<br /><br />so that I can temporarily forget my problems...<br /><br />Somehow, I do forget them...<br /><br />It's like, Siddharta from Siddharta by Herman Hesse pointed out, being a drunkard...<br /><br />They drink and drink until they throw up...<br /><br />and their forget their Self....<br /><br />the thing they're trying to get rid of...<br /><br />their biggest problem...<br /><br />But it is only temporary...<br /><br />for when they wake up the next morning...<br /><br />their Self is back...<br /><br />I know one has to face problems in the eye...<br /><br />but it's as if I'm afraid...<br /><br />afraid of something I don't know...<br /><br />maybe...<br /><br />maybe the fear of not being able to solve the problem...<br /><br />happiness isn't always the answer to everything...<br /><br />laughter isn't always the best medicine...<br /><br />it only gives us a temporary feeling of satisfaction and relief...<br /><br />but it doesn't solve our problems...<br /><br />one doesn't gain anymore knowledge...<br /><br />I can't just escape my problems...<br /><br />I can't just walk away...<br /><br />I mean I have to face it...<br /><br />the truth is the problem will always be there...<br /><br />even if I walk away from it...<br /><br />it'll still be there...<br /><br />even more problems will arise if I do walk away...<br /><br />what am I to do...<br /><br />I guess I should just conquer my fear...<br /><br />and try to solve all my problems in life...<br /><br />so what if I am not able to solve it...<br /><br />at least, I tried...<br /><br />that's already something to be proud of...<br /><br />From now on, I will never run away from a problem...<br /><br />I have to face it...<br /><br />if I didn't solve it...<br /><br />then, I'll just have to live with it...<br /><br />Now, the question is...<br /><br />The big problem is...<br /><br />well, there are lots...<br /><br />I can't just write them all here...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffaa22;"><br /><br />for example...<br /><br />How will I ask her to the prom?<br /><br />Will she say yes?<br /><br />In case she is my prom date, what will we do there?<br /><br />It's hard to talk to her...<br /><br />When will we be able to talk clearly to each other?...<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-1523164604362857574?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1321918127036230732007-08-11T17:07:00.000+08:002007-08-11T17:09:47.087+08:00I wish I knew what to do...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />life isn't as easy as what it was before...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-132191812703623073?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-3518955110606817832007-07-27T22:02:00.000+08:002007-08-03T12:04:30.829+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">I wsh i<br />cUd cOLLect<br />d PrFct<br />wOrds..<br /><br />Put dM<br />n Ur<br />hAnds,<br />&amp; cLoSe<br />uR fngGerS<br />ArouNd<br />dEm.<br /><br />So u wUd kNw,<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />hW i tRuly aPpReciate<br />eVrYtHing dat u hav d0ne 4<br />me<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(yezz... 1st post after months...)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-351895511060681783?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-64841856914654807122007-04-24T21:58:00.000+08:002007-04-24T22:00:24.761+08:00la lang...<br /><br />gawa lang ng post para sa April...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-6484185691465480712?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-46421077359073246822007-03-11T19:43:00.000+08:002007-03-11T20:42:38.804+08:00Power Rangers<br /><br />*Dino Thunder has the least color variety... just 5 colors...<br />*Tommy (white and green ranger in mighty morphing power rangers, red in zeo and turbo, black in Dino Thunder) somehow manages to get in the hands of the enemies... in mmpr he starts as the vil green ranger... in zeo, while in ranger form, he gets captured... in dino thunder, he gets captured by Mesagog...<br />*Zeo has the first combining megazords...<br />*Turbo had the first theme song that was far off from the original...<br />*SPD<br />-just watching SPD a yesterday and I heard this ridiculous line... "What time is it?... Oh yeah, it's judgment time!"<br />-SPD's SWAT mode is so cool... especially the SWAT Megazord... It turns into a giant gun...<br />-SPD has the most number of rangers... 8 rangers... the 8th one being a ranger with a disposable morpher... Cat Ranger... so that's SPD red, SPD blue, SPD green, SPD yellow, SPD pink, SPD shadow, SPD omega, and SPD cat... 8 rangers...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------<br />Pisay...<br /><br />*Runer finished Episode 1 of Pisaych... watch it <a href="http://www.freewebs.com/pisaych">here</a>...<br />*English periodical exam... Item 7 Test I.B. "Why is Okonkwo fond of Ezinma, the only child of Ekwefi's second wife?"... (NOTE: Ekwefi is a woman...)<br />*To p_we_t_09-ers, Triconympha, the protist in termites' guts that digests wood... They get it from licking each other's anuses...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------<br />Word of the week<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">SWASHBUCKLER</span><br />-a bold and swaggering swordsman or adventurer<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------<br />Extras...<br /><br />*I watched a movie about a crusade trying take back Jerusalem from the Muslims during the Middle Ages... and I heard these lines...<br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Blacksmith guy (played by Orlando Bloom): You're going to certain death...</div><div align="left">Guy wearing heavy black armor draped in black cape: But isn't all death certain?</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">(surprisingly, Orlando Bloom also a swashbuckling balcksmith in Pirates of the Carribean... swashbucklin'... I like that word...)</span><br />*Last night, I remembered a dream I dreamt last grade 3... It was a pretty vague memory... but I sure can remember the girl's face in that dream... In that dream, she was my best friend... And we talked to each other a lot... But, when it comes to other people, she didn't talk at all...<span style="font-size:78%;"> (sounds familiar?) </span>Well, that was all I can remember, and her face... Thinking about it now, the girl in my dream looks like <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span>... Call me crazy, and everything, but according to my mind, it's true... But how I could dream about <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span> that time when I didn't even know <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span> then?...<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">"Maybe some questions must be left unanswered... some stones left unturned... some places left unseen..."</span></div><div align="left"></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-4642107735907324682?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-54915352123741126762007-03-03T00:27:00.000+08:002007-03-03T00:19:59.588+08:00Power Rangers<br /><br />Suddenly, out of the blue, I thought of something...<br />In the Mighty Morphing Power Rangers,<br />they became kids...<br />It was one of the stupid parts, yes.<br />But it was the first time the alien rangers appeared...<br />Now that I remember it, I can't seem to forget how these rangers fought...<br />Specially the zord battles that time...<br />The alien rangers never went inside their zords...<br />During zord battles, they stayed on the ground...<br />Whatever actions they did on the ground, their respective zords did those actions, too...<br />During that time, too, the first unmanned zords were introduced...<br />The first unmanned megazord, I mean...<br />The original rangers could not control the megazord, they were kids...<br /><br />New topic<br />Mighty Morphing Power Rangers showcased the first ninja rangers.<br />I already forgot why they did that.<br />They looked like they were dressed in martial arts robes in their respective colors.<br />Their pants though looked as if they were tucked in their socks.<br />And their heads were covered in towels...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />I decided to have a new portion...<br />word of the week...<br />And the word for the week this week is...<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">EVISCERATE</span></strong><br />- means to spill out one's gut.<br />e.g.<br />Echinoderms (i.e. starfishes, sea cucumbers, etc.) eviscerate tofeed.<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Just finished Jurassic Park...<br />It is so gory...<br />And I like it!<br />Specially the part when the guy in the restroom got eaten head first by the T-rex...<br />So OUTRAGEOUS!!!<br />I also remembered the fat guy got eaten inside the jeep...<br />And the woman found an arm on her shoulder...<br />But I enjoyed most the part when the T-rex was fighting with the Raptor...<br />The T-rex was victorious and when it called out its victory pose and triumphant roar, a Jurassic Park banner was falling making the T-rex look really proud... It's so cool...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Now, I look at the past week and think about things...<br />It's just so fast...<br />It's like yesterday, I wasn't even talking to my room mates...<br />Now, I'm telling them, "Second year will be finished in a week..."<br />The teachers have already said their final words of wisdom...<br />We've got a lot of pics with our soon-to-be-former teachers...<br />I was especially moved by Sir Martin's speech...<br />Now, I'm thinking...<br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">"I'm going to make a difference in this country..."</span></strong><br />But if there's one thing I learned from this week,<br />It's this...<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:180%;">"Never use a 220-volt socket as a power source for a 9-volt motor..."</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></em><br />Mr. Manuel Calma learned this lesson when he rigged our motor for our water vehicle for tech. skills to a 220-volt socket...<br />He said it was lighting up and then, POOF!<br />Motor go bye-bye...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-5491535212374112676?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-14318626415871562112007-02-25T17:44:00.000+08:002007-02-25T18:59:48.182+08:00"If I could make you stop<br />And take a look at me instead of just,<br />Walking by...<br /><br />There's nothing that,<br />I wouldn't do,<br />If it was to make you notice that,<br />I'm alive...<br /><br />All I need's,<br />An after chance,<br />A second thought,<br />A second glance,<br />To prove,<br />I got whatever it takes.<br /><br />It's a piece of cake...<br /><br />So stand out,<br />Up on the ground,<br />Even if I gotta shout out loud,<br />Tonight is the only face you'll see,<br />Gotta stand out,<br />Sta-a-and,<br />Yeah-heh,<br />Stand out,<br />Yeah, yeah, yeah,<br />Stand out,<br />Uh-huhmmm,<br />Tonight is the only face you'll see,<br />Gotta staaaand out,<br /><br />'Til you notice me..."<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Weird...<br />Malayo rin pala ung A4 size sa short bond paper...<br />mas mahaba ung A4...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(see? lumalabo na talaga ung buhay ko...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-1431862641587156211?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-45964566326058353372007-02-24T20:39:00.000+08:002007-02-24T21:21:09.315+08:00ewan ko...<br />parang ang labo ng aking mundo...<br />baka kasi malapit na matapos ung school year...<br />di ko alam...<br />pano naging malabo ang aking mundo?<br /><br />ewan...<br />naisip ko lang kanina...<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">"This is the start of the rest of the days of my life..."</span><br />basta ang gulo...<br />di ko rin maintindihan ung sinasabi ko...<br /><br />aaaaaargh!!!...<br />ANG LABO NG BUHAY KO!!!...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ANG LABO NG BUHAY KO!!!...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ang labo ng buhay ko...<br /><br />wait...<br />hindi ko pala suot ung glasses ko...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />toot... ang corny ko...<br />see???... Ang labo ng buhay ko!!!...<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Show Reviews<br /><br />I noticed something new...<br />1.Timon and Pumba are Daoists... Daoism... Chinese philosophy that mainly believes to "go with the flow"... as Bruce Lee said "Don't think... Feel...". The river follows the curve of the mountain... Why Timon and Pumba?... Well, they believe in their own Hakuna Matata philosophy... It means "no worries for the rest of your days..." It's a problem-free philosophy... If something bad happens... What can they do?... Just do what you can... You can't change time... Time changes you...<br />2.Dory from Finding Nemo is also Daoist... She prefers to "...just keep swimming..." no matter the odds...<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />"If your sticky wheels always gettin' the grease,<br />I'm solely devoted to disturbing the peace,<br />And I'll do it all again,<br />When I get it done.<br />Until I become your number one.<br /><br />No methods seem the madness,<br />And no means of escape,<br />Gonna break every rule,<br />when tomorrow breaks,<br />It's not a question of how,<br />Just a matter of when,<br />You get the message that I'm trying to send.<br /><br />I'm under a spell,<br />I can't get over my head,<br />And you know what's going on up away 'til the end.<br /><br />So stand out,<br />Up on the ground,<br />Even if I gotta shout out loud,<br />Tonight is the only face you'll see gotta stand out,<br />So you'll notice me..."<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right">-from A Goofy Movie's "Stand Out"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-4596456632605835337?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-2285273645999887732007-02-18T11:41:00.000+08:002007-02-18T12:01:10.733+08:00Power Rangers SPD has the biggest Megazord...<br />Their whole HQ becomes a Megazord...<br />SPD has a weird ending for individual enemies...<br />First, they do that weird thing called "Judgment Mode"<br />If guilty, they attack that enemy with a finishing blow...<br />And then, the enemy falls to the ground and the Rangers use "Containment Mode"...<br />It's quite different from other rangers...<br />The others normally kill their enemies with a finishing blow and then they strike a pose with their heads turned away from the enemy(who is under a lot of fireworks) and ten they face the camera... [weird...]<br />And SPD has this weird time-slows-down thing everytime the rangers do stunts...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-228527364599988773?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-77443858435940966972007-02-17T21:11:00.000+08:002007-02-17T21:27:56.838+08:00Power Rangers SPD....<br />1. Unexpected appearance of a 7th ranger... The Omega Ranger!<br />2. The Omega Ranger... has no specific color... that's new....<br />3. And for Power Rangers SPD itself, so far, he's the only ranger that doesn't have a number but he has the Greek letter Omega for a symbol unlike the others who have the numbers 00, 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5.<br />4. Thinking about it, he's the only ranger to have no weapon other than his morpher... (Although, he doesn't use it as a morpher because he became light)<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />"Gotta tell,<br />What you can do,<br />With our love,<br />Alright.<br />Let you know, girl,<br />You lookin' cool,<br />Get outta sight,<br />Alright.<br /><br />Just move yourself,<br />And glide,<br />Like a seven forty-seven,<br />And lose yourself,<br />In the sky...,<br />With the clouds in your head...<br /><br />Go,<br /><br />Get this groove,<br />Your lookin' good,<br />It's alright...<br />Alright...<br /><br />Get this groove,<br />Set in the groove,<br />So stand out,<br />Alright..."<br /><br /><br /><div align="right">-Earth Wind and Fire's "Let's Groove"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-7744385843594096697?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-65610169453550919752007-02-17T00:56:00.000+08:002007-02-17T01:05:27.504+08:00"Open up your eyes,<br />Take alook at me.<br />Get this picture fixed,<br />In your memory.<br />I'm driven by the rhythm,<br />Like a beat of a heart.<br />And I won't stop,<br />Until I start,<br /><br />Stand out....<br /><br />Stand out....<br /><br />Some people settle for the typical things,<br />Livin' all their lives tradin' memories.<br />It's not a question of this,<br />Just a matter of time,<br />Before I move to the front of the line.<br />Unless your watching every move that I make,<br />You gotta believe that I gotta one it takes.<br /><br />So stand out,<br />Up on the ground,<br />Even if I gotta shout out loud.<br />Tonight is the only me you'll see.<br />Gotta stand out...<br /><br />So you'll notice me..."<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-6561016945355091975?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-17505582264068643122007-02-11T21:29:00.000+08:002007-02-11T21:28:44.193+08:00Today, I noticed something about the power rangers...<br /><br />1. Although there are many different types of power rangers (i.e. Zeo Rangers, DinoThunder Rangers, NinjaStorm Rangers, LightSpeed Rescue Rangers, Power Rangers SPD, etc.), they have three main colors, red, blue, and yellow. The black, white, green and pink rangers are optional. Sometimes, there are special colors such as gold, lunar, silver, shadow, etc.<br /><br />2. In each episode, they discover a new power. The next episode after that will feature a new stronger power because the rangers would find out that the previous strongest power is just not strong enough to defeat the new enemy.<br /><br />3. Once they defeat the normal version of an enemy, the enemy regenerates and becomes much larger and so they call their zords.<br /><br />4. Ever wondered why the zords are always called "zords" in all of the power rangers series?<br /><br />5. The zords always have to combine to form a humanoid robot.<br /><br />6. Somewhere in the middle of the series, a new ranger appears. Such as in Wild Force, the Lunar Wolf Ranger appears. Mighty Morphing- green and white, Zeo- gold, DinoThunder- Black and white, NinjaStorm- crimson, navy, and green, etc.<br /><br />7. There's a minimum of five rangers in each series.<br /><br /><br /><br />I just noticed these weird things... and decided to write somethhing about it...<br /><br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"I'll be there someday.<br />I can go the distance.<br />I will find my way,<br />If I can be strong.<br />I know every mile,<br />Will be worth my while.<br />If I go the distance,<br />I'll be right where I belong."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />*teardrop*<br /><br /><br />so inspiring...<br /><br /><br />*sniff*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-1750558226406864312?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-69966976411606561212007-02-10T18:08:00.000+08:002007-02-10T18:51:31.068+08:00<span style="font-size:78%;">gosh... all of a sudden...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I feel that something has gone terribly wrong...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">It feels so wrong..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I think I know something about it but I'm not sure...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Wonder if I really am the reason...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Hopefully... it isn't me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">But then.. </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I feel so guilty...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">why is that?...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><br><br /><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br /><font color="121212">What's the problem?<br>I just want to know what's the problem?<br>what are you talking about?<br /><br>I just want to know...<br /><br></font><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-6996697641160656121?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-31109512880180277212007-02-04T05:19:00.000+08:002007-09-19T10:29:06.670+08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /><b><br />Woohoo....<br /><br /><br />1st Quarter grade... 1.767<br />2nd Quarter grade... 1.750<br />3rd Quarter grade... 1.678<br /><br />Improvement!!!</b><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#121212;"><br /><span style="font-size:36;"><font color="FFAA22">I love you Frances!!!...</font></span><br /><h6>Get ready for Valentines Day...<br />Something's gonna happen...<br /></h6><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-3110951288018027721?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-70117189826654592472007-01-13T22:30:00.000+08:002007-01-13T22:40:55.708+08:00what should I do?...<br /><br />I felt weird just a while ago...<br /><br />It's like I wanted to just give up...<br /><br />maybe I sould give up...<br /><br />or maybe I should just go on...<br /><br />I don't know what to do...<br /><br />I just don't know...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br 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know...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It feels like something is missing...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's a lot sadder than last year's Christmas...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />or any other year's Christmas...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's just different...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Anyway...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Have A Merry Christmas, Everyone!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">At least, I know some people are enjoying...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">That's good enough for me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-5635222640884056818?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1166620826572542942006-12-20T21:13:00.000+08:002006-12-20T21:20:26.606+08:00<span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span 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style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">enough said...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I just have <font size="128" face="monotype corsiva">problems</font>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(get it? big problems?)</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">that's all I can say...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">for now, at least...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">*_*</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116662082657254294?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1166514399925566312006-12-19T15:59:00.000+08:002006-12-19T15:46:39.950+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/1600/751836/someone.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/320/696009/someone.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p>...someone's smile...</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>...is enough to change another person's life...</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>:]</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">*_*</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116651439992556631?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1166168881541940112006-12-15T15:17:00.000+08:002006-12-15T15:48:01.563+08:00Wow... naka one week na pala...<br /><br />tagal na rin pala ng Christmas break..<br /><br />bored pa rin...<br /><br />walang magawa...<br /><br />"In the jungle,<br />The mighty jungle,<br />The lion sleeps tonight...<br /><br />In the jungle,<br />The quiet jungle,<br />The lion sleeps tonight...<br /><br />Near the village,<br />The peaceful village,<br />The lion sleeps tonight...<br /><br />Near the village,<br />The quiet village,<br />The lion sleeps tonight...<br /><br />Hush my darling,<br />Don't fear my darling,<br />The lion sleeps tonight,<br /><br />Hush my darling,<br />Don't fear my darling,<br />The lion sleeps tonight..."<br /><br />"Ma ya hi,<br />Ma ya ha,<br />Ma ya haha...<br /><br />Numa numa yey,<br />numa numa yey..."<br /><br />I finished 4 books!!!:<br />The World's Greatest UFO Mysteries<br />The World's Greatest Alien Conspiracy Theories<br />The World's Greatest UFO Encounters<br />The World's Greatest Alien Encounters<br /><br />And I'm halfway through "UFO: The Complete Sightings Catalogue"<br /><br />Did you know...<br /><br />Some people actually believe that Jesus Christ was an alien humanoid who came down to Earth to save primitive creatures such as us...<br /><br />Some people believe that modern technology such as fibre optics, infrared goggles, and lasers are from alien technology... <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/1600/982164/hogzilla.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/320/69932/hogzilla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I've been having these weird thoughts lately...<br />Like is any of this real or not...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">I'M SO BORED!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">DO YOU HEAR ME WORLD???!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">I AM SO BORED!!!</span><br /><br />This pic here is about hogzilla...<br />A giant pig (boar if you like)...<br />We don't if it actually exixts but I know someone<br />who is just like hogzilla... <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/1600/871409/Pix(003).jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/320/435573/Pix%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />starts with a "c" with a capital "B"...<br /><br />Tapos si "lovemebutt"...<br />maraming friends ngaun...<br /><br />Tapos si Aldri...<br /><br />Nandito pa rin sa blog ko...<br /><br />Ang gwapo kasi...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">ANG BORING NG BAKASYON!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">*_*</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116616888154194011?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1166095478449096792006-12-14T19:20:00.000+08:002006-12-14T19:24:38.460+08:00la lang...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">BORED </span><span style="font-size:100%;">pa rin...</span><br /><br />si Jerous nga pala...<br /><br />andun sa likod ni Aldric dun sa pic...<br /><br />un lang...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">*_*</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116609547844909679?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1166004829528151972006-12-13T18:00:00.000+08:002006-12-13T18:13:49.540+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/1600/648373/6630rocks.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7435/3662/320/103298/6630rocks.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I'm <span style="font-size:180%;">BORED</span>...<br /><br />What should I do?...<br /><br />Wala lang....<br /><br />Wala akong mapagtripan...<br /><br /><br /><p>hehe... gwapo ni Aldric...</p><p>:]</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">*_*</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116600482952815197?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1165902027441218572006-12-12T12:57:00.000+08:002006-12-12T13:56:09.930+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">FOUR DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST FOUR DAYS HAVE PAST SINCE THE 1ST DAY OF THE CHRISTMAS BREAK!!!!!!!!</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:+0;">and I'm bored already...</span></strong><br /><strong>I don't know what to do right now so I posted a post(redundant, is it not?)</strong><strong>...</strong><br /><br /><strong>Anyway...</strong><br /><br /><strong>there's this part of a song that keeps repeating in my mind...</strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Without saying a word, you can light up the dark,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Try as I may, I can never explain,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">What I hear when you don't say a thing...</span></em></strong><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">The smile on your face lets me know that you need me,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">The touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever I fall,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">You say it best,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">When you say nothing at all...</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong>It just keeps going on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on, even when I sleep....</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">PAIN!!!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong>At least, I have done something...</strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Downloaded more than 100 songs...</strong><br /><strong>Opened a Y!m account which isn't mine...</strong><br /><strong>Played "Zoo Tycoon" for 5 hours straight...</strong><br /><strong>Helped my sis with Julius Caesar...</strong><br /><strong>etc</strong>.<strong> </strong><br /><strong>etc.</strong><br /><strong>etc.</strong><br /><strong>etc.</strong><br /><strong>etc.</strong><br /><strong>etc.</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">I also made this list...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">1. 5</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">2. 5</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">3. Frances</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">4. Frances</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">5. Kathleen</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">6. Flor</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">7. Jimiella</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">8. When You Say Nothing at All</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">9. Don't Love You No More</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">10. Passenger Seat</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">11. Hakuna Matata</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">For those who know what this is... good for you...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">for those who don't... It's for you to find out...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">secnarfuoyevoli...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">uoy ykcul neht llew... siht dnatsrednu nac reveohw... :]</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">*_*</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116590202744121857?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1165749328846891892006-12-10T19:08:00.000+08:002006-12-10T19:20:21.776+08:00the deafening silence... I hear it from you everytime you're near me...<br /><br /><font size="4096"> WHY?! WHY ARE YOU SO SILENT? AT LEAST TALK TO ME ONCE... JUST ONCE...</font><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(What?!!! I have a new skin about sILenCe... SO?!!)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116574932884689189?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1164523831395266372006-11-26T14:34:00.000+08:002006-11-26T14:56:33.210+08:00<strong>knock, knock</strong><br /><strong>who's there</strong><br /><strong>dalandan</strong><br /><strong>dalandan who</strong><br /><strong>dandalandandandan... happy b-day to you...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>knock, knock<br />who's there<br />dalandan<br />dalandan who</strong><br /><strong>dalandan bridge is falling down...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>knock, knock</strong><br /><strong>who's there</strong><br /><strong>francis</strong><br /><strong>francis who</strong><br /><strong>does the moonlight shine on francis...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>knock, knock<br />who's there<br />francis & dalandan</strong><br /><strong>francis &amp; dalandan who</strong><br /><strong>does the moonlight shine on francis... </strong><br /><strong>when dalandan bridge is falling..</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>wahahaha... :]</strong><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>the next one is quite disturbing...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>knock, knock</strong><br /><strong>who's there</strong><br /><strong>frances</strong><br /><strong>frances who</strong><br /><strong>*happy b-day song*</strong><br /><strong>nasan ung frances dun?...</strong><br /><strong>...eh di nasa (I will not mention it for the benefit of others and me alike, and other reasons-that-I-will-not-mention-because-of-other-reasons-that-I-cannot-mention-due-to-the-complexity-of-the-reasons-that-are-behind-this-kind-of-situation)</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>long, is it not? </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116452383139526637?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1163900075812810752006-11-19T08:20:00.000+08:002006-11-19T09:34:35.993+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em>... things seem a lot more complex. Old words seem to have a new meanings. Old songs seem to bring new messages. I don't know why but it is true. For example, the word </em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;">wait</span><em> means what? I'm confused at the thought that <span style="color:#ff0000;">she</span> said it. I don't exactly know what <span style="color:#ff0000;">she</span> meant by that word. I mean, why would she say it when I didn't say I wanted to progress. I am so confused.</em></span></strong><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">What am I going to do? Will someone please help me?!!!</span></strong></em><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;">I need <span style="color:#ff0000;">someone</span> to answer my questions?!!! Please help me!!!... <span style="color:#ff0000;">Anyone</span>?...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Anyway... I'll just tell about this week...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Monday...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Well, the major event was the overnight at Timmy's house. Not much happened. Or at least to me. I was the only bass person who attended. So I had the least practice. Aside from that, we watched movies... The Pacifier, Pokemon: Latios and Latias, and some adult comedy flick.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Well during school hours, I passed my TXV script. That's all... Or so I think...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Tuesday...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I can't remember... Health... We made those squishy things... And I made a necklace to put that squishy thing in and to give it to <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span><span style="color:#000000;">.</span></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Wednesday...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">P-Chan accidentally destroyed the squishy thing... And now I'm left with the necklace... Now I have a special plan for it...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Bass people practiced the night later... We made a new yahoo group whose-name-will-not-be-mentioned-because-of-reasons-beyond-my-control... Ram became a bass person... Infrared...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">That's all... I guess...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Thursday...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">The major event... How we told somebody that we don't like her... especially when she's leading us... I don't know... I thought I heard about adelfa being not united... And Ruby sucks because of her bossiness... And then a teacher shows up eating a sandwich... and tells us that we may leave... After that, we finished the notecards, made my gatepass, and continued on to Bea's bakeshop where we practiced then... Until 8:00 pm I guess and some peole went overnight... Boys at Jombo's house and girls at Bea's place... and here comes the weird part... Well, 5 of us, including Jombo were going to Jombo's house... But since <span style="color:#ff0000;">Frances</span>'s house was just near Jombo's, <span style="color:#ff0000;">she</span> decided to come with us... And that's just it we were full already in the taxi and I was seating in the front and we had no choice... I was sitting beside <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span>... Which was pretty uncomfortable... Not only because, well... you know, but also because I had to make room for <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span>... And it was traffic from hell!!!... <span style="color:#ff0000;">She</span> finally said to the driver to go to the gas station first... And then the other people started saying Bye <span style="color:#ff0000;">Frances</span>!!!... but I felt something wrong... I wasn't thinking the same thing as the others... Something at the back of my mind kept telling me <span style="color:#ff0000;">she</span> was just going to the restroom... I don't know why and I just couldn't say bye... And I was right!!! <span style="color:#ff0000;">she</span> just went to the restroom... How weird was that... Anyway... we arrived at Jombo's house... and there... We didn't do anything special... We just watched a film called Reservoir Dogs... a very static film where it starts with someone dying and ends up with everyone dying... Very static storyline... I think Jombo said the movie mentioned the word "f**k" 252 times... Anyway I didn't sleep... At one instance, my eyes were open, or I felt that they were open... and my brain wasn't recieving any info from them... And then my alarm rang and I was up...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Friday...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Competition day... Didn't get any sleep... at UB I suddenly heard the song Passenger's Seat which reminded me of the past night's events... and then 2:30 pm came and it was Adelfa's turn to perform... We performed a little late than sheduled because Aldric had to go to the restroom... anyway... we finished performing and we had a victory party!!! Then we had an emergency batch meeting... something wrong with the letter for the Family Camp... And then they announced the sections making it to the finals... What luck!!! We made it!!! We won 2nd place!!! So unexpected... And that's that...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116390007581281075?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1163821418747141392006-11-18T11:41:00.000+08:002006-11-18T11:43:38.756+08:00yey, we won... Now, adelfa can be proud, at last...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116382141874714139?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1163307849516837362006-11-12T13:02:00.000+08:002006-11-12T13:04:09.516+08:00yet again, the title says it all<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116330784951683736?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1163168730220366482006-11-10T22:14:00.000+08:002006-11-10T22:25:30.236+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><strong>Sorry... I guess I just got a little too carried away these past weeks... I hope you understand me... I admit it, I make mistakes... a whole lot of mistakes... I'm sorry... I'm just sorry... Please understand... I can't do anything for now... Maybe, just maybe, things were meant to be this way... maybe they were never meant to go any further... Other things may happen... Who knows?... The future is just around the corner, waiting for us to come by...</strong></em></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><em>"</em>If you really love someone, you should let him/her go... If he/she comes back, you were really meant for each other... If he/she doesn't come back, there is someone else out there waiting for you..."</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">-<em>Inspirational Text Message</em></span></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">(...<strong>It is weird what these text messages can do to your mind...)</strong></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116316873022036648?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1162307193701014292006-10-31T23:04:00.000+08:002006-10-31T23:06:33.723+08:00<em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">The title says it all...</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116230719370101429?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1160791448210339982006-10-14T09:57:00.000+08:002006-10-14T10:04:08.223+08:00<em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">Interview Essay<br /><br />In history, there have been many boarding schools in this world.<br />Boarding schools are special schools that allow students to live on campus. Here in the Philippines, there are many boarding schools including many universities, colleges and high schools. The Philippine Science High School (PSHS) is a science high school system that accepts dormers. Now we will dive into the world of the scholarly dormers of the PSHS.<br /><br /> In our tour of the Boys Residence Hall of the PSHS, we will need a guide, a guide by the name of John Fungo. John is an exceptional dormer in the PSHS. He is a dormer, who can excel in academics and sports, balance recreation, school and family time, and manages a love life.<br /><br /> “The dorm is like an aquarium with fish of different genera”, Mr. Fungo shares. It is a place where you get to meet different people of different personalities. For instance, meeting a person from the country’s furthest regions introduces to us their culture. They may have different languages, accents, customs, traditions, etc., but they still are fun to know.<br /><br /> Of course, being a dormer of a school which has higher expectations of grades is hard. One is expected to study at specific times of the day. “Or what we call ‘study hour’ which lasts from 7:30PM to 9:30PM which is weird because it lasts two hours”. It doesn’t mean that we have to study all the time. We are also allowed to have recreational time. “We engage most of the time in sporting activities such as basketball, badminton, ping pong, etc. We are also allowed to watch TV at specific times of the day during weekdays, until 10:00PM during Friday nights and the whole day during weekends”.<br /><br /> Now John shares us his schedule. “I usually wake up at around 5:00AM and take a bath. At 6:15AM, I go to the cafeteria to have breakfast. At 7:15AM I go to my first class of the day. I usually have lunch around 10:50AM to 12:50PM after which I go to my first class of the afternoon. At 4:10PM, classes are dismissed; I sometimes go to the library for my research assignments. Anytime after that I go eat dinner and sometimes try to spend time with a special someone”. People from the dorm usually follow the same schedule because most of the time the people are with Mr. Fungo.<br /><br /> After a long chat, Mr. Fungo just wants to leave one message. “Being a dormer may give one a lot of freedom and independence and yet we must remember that there are many responsibilities involved in being free and independent”.</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116079144821033998?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1160747605456753032006-10-13T21:44:00.000+08:002006-10-13T21:53:25.473+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I'm still awake...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Doing my final drafts for the english portfolio...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">(WHAT THE FORK???!!! WHY DO YOU NEED A PORTFOLIO IN ENG???!!!)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Anyway, I finished my temperament essay...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">And here it is...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"><em>Temperament Essay<br /><br />Ever since ancient Greece, there have been many ways devised to know different people. For instance, modern psychology has many methods like dream analysis. The method of determining the temperaments of people has been used to find out the personality of a person ever since the medieval period.<br /><br />It may have originated from the predominance of humors, the four main fluids of the human body (blood, phlegm, yellow bile, and black bile), according to medieval science and medicine. Blood is the humor for the sanguine temperament. Phlegm is for the phlegmatic temperament. Yellow and black bile is for the choleric and melancholic temperaments, respectively.<br /><br />The sanguine temperament show signs of an outgoing kind of person. He is normally optimistic, cheerful, even-tempered, confident, rational, popular, and fun-loving. I am partly sanguine. At times, I tend to be cheerful. Often, I show it through making jokes. If I’m sure of things, I become an optimist. I’m even-tempered but not always.<br /><br />The melancholic temperament usually shows a person who was a thoughtful ponderer had a melancholic disposition. Often very kind and considerate, melancholics can be highly creative - as in poets and artists - but also can become overly obsessed on the tragedy and cruelty in the world, thus becoming depressed. A person of this temperament is also often a perfectionist, being very particular about what they want and how they want it in some cases. I am also a person of this temperament. I want everything I do to be perfect but I am also pessimist most of the time. So, I feel that I won’t do my best. I’m dissapointed with the results, even if I know it won’t be that good.<br /><br />The choleric temperament a doer and a leader. Many great charismatic, military and political figures were cholerics. On the negative side, they are easily angered or bad tempered.<br />A phlegmatic person is calm and unemotional. While phlegmatics are generally self-content and kind, their shy personality can often inhibit enthusiasm in others and make themselves lazy and resistant to change. They are very consistent, relaxed, and observant, making them good administrators and diplomats. Like the sanguine personality, the phlegmatic has many friends. But the phlegmatic is more reliable and compassionate; these characteristics typically make the phlegmatic a more dependable friend.<br />Although, there are only four temperaments, there could be combinations of two or more temperaments. For example, I have a san-mel temperament. It is a combination of the sanguine and melancholic temperament and sanguine is dominant.<br />Of course, these temperaments are just a way to know a person’s background personality. It isn’t the only way and it isn’t even the best. We should know that the best way to really know a person is to be friends with him or her.</em></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>And this is what I finished so far in my interview essay...</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"><em>Interview Essay<br /><br /> In history, there have been many boarding schools in this world. </em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Isn't it fun???!!!</strong></span></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Wahahaha...</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116074760545675303?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1160275837248056912006-10-08T10:21:00.000+08:002006-10-08T11:31:10.170+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't know why...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">but I noticed that everything that happens to me...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">often is the worst case scenario...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Everytime I end up with the worst possible conditions...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Like for example...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Due to some accidents...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Our had to undergo some repairs...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">And I had to commute going home carrying very large and heavy bags...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Wow...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I had to carry my backpack, and two bags filled with my laundry...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">And that isn't all...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the bus was jampacked with people...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I had to stand all the way to the first town of Bataan...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I stood there carrying my backpack and two bags...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">while people carrying food spilled different drinks over my bags...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Whoah!... At last we changed buses and I found a comfortable seat...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Or at least I thought it was...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Never mind that...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Another story...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">one time, we were going to the dorm...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and an MMDA officer stopped us for no reason...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and he let us go as quick as that...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">What did that mean???!!!...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the world is a very weird place...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-116027583724805691?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1159065114493758012006-09-24T10:11:00.000+08:002006-09-24T10:31:54.506+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">For the whole week,...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">People have been establishing connections...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Everything I do, this week...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">People try to establish links with <span style="color:#ff0000;">someone</span><span style="color:#000000;">...</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">What's so wrong in sitting in the same table with <span style="color:#ff0000;">her</span>...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">What's so intriguing in my blog...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">They do all of this stuff as f looking for confirmation...</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">But for one thing, I confirmed it myself, to them...</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>They all know it already...</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Why look for things when they have found it already...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Why?!...</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Why?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Why...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-115906511449375801?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1158463918837571592006-09-17T10:07:00.000+08:002006-09-17T11:31:58.886+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">a week full of surprising discoveries...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">who would ever knew that some secrets would come out this week...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Now that Erik is gone, he left us a trail of questions that were unanswered...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">With those trail of questions left...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">A trail of answers were found...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Answers to questions from the past...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">People have discovered some secrets from me...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Jaders now have realized who my crush is...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I just went to the Jader table and Allen (Bautista) borrowed my phone...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">He wanted to listen to my songs and ended up watching "Fungo's Ipis Scandal"...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Since Allen knew who my crush was he didn't react much...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Frances (Peralta) watched the video and she saw my wallpaper...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Then she reacts with numerous questions...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Until the rest of the Jaders saw the video and my wallpaper...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">WOW...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Well the whole world now knows it...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Secrets blurted out suddenly...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Just like our Val Ed period...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Ma'am Anda was discussing prayers...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">She gave an example about the time she went to Saudi Arabia...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Specifically in the City of Jeddah, my considered hometown...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Adelfa suddenly knew that I stayed, studied and grew up there for ten years...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I left all my classmates and friends back there...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">At least, I've found some new friends, here...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Well Fungo's fear of roaches leaked out...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Thanks to me...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">And my phone of course...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">MY phone is dangerous...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">It will bite if it has to...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Or on my command it will...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">It's that obedient and fierce...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-115846391883757159?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1157769553811253412006-09-09T09:35:00.000+08:002006-09-09T10:39:13.826+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">wow...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">two consecutive weeks in school...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">imagine that...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">at least now I know what it feels to be ultimately BORED...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">well, not that bored...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">a lot of things happened...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">practice...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">it feels weird...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">last year, weeks before a competition, we start practice already...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">but this time, we started practicing two days for the presentation itself...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">talking tableau...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">it was on wednesday and we started practicing on monday...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and we ended up fourth place...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">according to ma'am alcaraz anyway...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">speech choir was on friday and we started practicing after the tableau compettion...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">don't know where we placed...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">at least the blue team placed 3rd in the laro ng lahi...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">bea's team won first in the KKKwiz...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">she carried adelfa's pride and brought to us the Bushido system whatever that is...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">oh yeah art people of adelfa should be proud with what they have done...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the clothes looked spectacular even though they crammed the whole thing the night and morning before the fashion show...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">with all the happenings, time went by fast...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">but with this fast events, there are moments when time came at a still...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I don't know, I guess when the announcement of winners came, time stopped because of my nervousness...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">well, even giving someone flowers is a time-stopping-moment...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">wow, in two weeks of events, I can think of my whole life already...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">from Saudi Arabia to here in my current home...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">for 10 years, I studied in an international Philippine school...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">all my best friends where there...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">now the school is facing a lot of issues...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I transfered here in the Philippines...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">where I took the entrance exam in the PSHS...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and I ended up here in two adelfa...</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">with a chain of events, a lot of things can happen...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">good things can lead to bad...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">bad things can lead to bad...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-115776955381125341?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1156642624014268152006-08-27T09:20:00.000+08:002006-08-27T09:37:04.076+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I would like to thank superman for reminding me...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">back to the dorm again later this afternoon...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">oh yeah, downloaded 10 new songs...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">took me the whole day...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I finally finished the Cerberus Paradox Battles in KH2...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">summons are on level 5...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">accomplished a lot of things...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">(except homework)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">it's easier to cram...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I don't remember a single school day last year that I didn't cram...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">oh wait, the days Sir Fajardo gives long tests, there were no homeworks back then...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">oh my gosh, aquaman reminded me of the interview essy...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">who to interview?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">who to interview?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">to interview?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">interview?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">(the keyboard still sucks, though)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">(I just remembered)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">thanks again to superman...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">aquaman...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and I have a new motto...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Look at the sky!,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"> It's superman,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">If it's raining,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"> Look at the rainwater!,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"> It's aquaman!...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-115664262401426815?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363831.post-1156567347134883962006-08-26T12:18:00.000+08:002006-08-27T08:44:39.710+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>the first time ever I decide to make a blog...</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the privelege is overwhelming...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">things have changed since last year...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Jade09 was a blast but...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Adelfa09 is different...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">two weeks ago, things were perfectly fine...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the end of the first quarter and the batch council decided to have a party...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">sure, I went to it...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I got more than what I expected...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the DJ/magician said it was time for slow dancing...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Jerome (Macabanti) said <em>Uy, Arnold kawawa naman tayo</em>...</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">from deep within my mind I thought he meant that we didn't have any partners to speak of...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">so, my eyes saw Karmina (Aquino) with her, Frances (Mendoza)...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I went to them and asked Karmina <em>Uy, sayaw tayo...</em></span></strong><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>she said <em>kayo na lang ni frances...</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">then that's when IT started...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">it seemed like minutes gone by when we were standing there... just standing there...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I don't know...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">finally the last song came and that's when my life changed...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">it was like time suddenly stopped...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">(stupid keyboard, it's so hard to type!!!!)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">after that dance, which seemed like forever, I thanked her and went back to the dorm...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">couldn't sleep, couldn't stop thinking about her...</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>the very next day, we chatted and all that I said was <span style="color:#3333ff;">h<span style="font-family:arial;">i frances!!!...</span></span></strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">the next school day, many people were talking about what happened...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">apparently, I never noticed the people who were watching us...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">so, the whole week my roommates were teasing me with frances...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">well, I guess I can't keep my secrets anymore...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">secrets were meant to be kept but it has to come out somehow...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">so, better let it out earlier unless you want everything to burst out all out the same time right?...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">anyway, just this week I admitted to our adelfa-dahlia tech class that I had a crush with someone in the room...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I let her sign my idol card in Filipino...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>I even asked her <em>will you be my friend?...</em></strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">now, I want the whole world to know that <span style="color:#ff0000;">YOU'RE SOMEONE SPECIAL IN MY LIFE, FRANCES</span>... <span style="color:#ff0000;">someone special</span><span style="color:#000000;">...</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST TYPE ARNOLD? STUPID ARN-ARN!!! DIE!!!...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363831-115656734713488396?l=darknesswillprevail.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arn-arnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18411374680703354122noreply@blogger.com0