<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135</id><updated>2011-09-01T05:39:26.519-07:00</updated><category term='2007'/><title type='text'>.sepia-toned LIFE.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2628882816030225704</id><published>2009-02-22T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:16:34.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANGROOVE-IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ceejayski.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaJJRgoKCDsAAFSur@41"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ceejayski.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaJJRgoKCDsAAFSur@41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ceejayski.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaJJRgoKCDsAAFSur@41/tarp-copy.png?et=1T%2CEmbFe06P0uly0RXKUWg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;BE A MANGROOVER!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GUYS! Hurry up! Konti na lang ang slots for guests...&lt;br&gt;CONTACT me ASAP (09153998191)&lt;br&gt;Sobrang sulit ng activity na ito.&lt;br&gt;PREDIVE na this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PH 4105&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;GO NA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Also, text me the size of your shirt...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ceejayski.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaJJRgoKCDsAAFSur@41"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ceejayski.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaJMrAoKCDsAAGN1LhQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ceejayski.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaJMrAoKCDsAAGN1LhQ1/shirt.png?et=UDnAYTMujThSUjVxFmtUBA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Diba?! &lt;br&gt;Ang ganda ng shirt???&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;GAME NA YAN!&lt;br&gt;SAMA NA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2628882816030225704?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2628882816030225704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2628882816030225704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2628882816030225704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2628882816030225704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/mangroove-it.html' title='MANGROOVE-IT'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2345876786339203560</id><published>2009-02-20T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:19:22.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANGROOVE-IT! Plant a Mangrove, Save the World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Medyo mainit na, hindi lang dahil summer kundi pati na rin sa global warming. CHOS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Ito yung UP MBS Batch ISDABEST and UP CWTS-Bio, which im part of, BOTH, that is currently working on. I am one of the heads of this event. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;PLEASE SUPPORT US! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;DID YOU KNOW&lt;/font&gt;............ .......&lt;br&gt;Did you know that dancing can save the world?&lt;br&gt;Did you know that &lt;font face="arial black"&gt;YOU&lt;/font&gt; can save the world?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yes! &lt;font face="arial black"&gt;YOU&lt;/font&gt;! missed the beat? &lt;br&gt;just&lt;font face="arial black" size="6"&gt; &lt;font size="6"&gt;MANGROOVE - IT &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt=""&gt;&lt;img alt=""&gt;&lt;img alt=""&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gttp.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SZ9juAoKCroAAD8ZmO01/sticker-round.png?et=iJM838VlLEdrrNzctJsC%2CQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="arial black" size="6"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Feb 28 - Mar 1, 2009 &lt;br&gt;BALUT ISLAND Ternate, Cavite&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Puerto Azul Beach Resort &lt;font size="3"&gt;(T&amp;B, security; we'll be camping out:) wow!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MANGROVE PLANTING AND CLEAN-UP ON SAT FEB 28&lt;br&gt;DIVE - FISH SANCTUARY ON SUN MAR 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial black" size="2"&gt;ONLY FOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial black"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Php 500&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;inclusive of shirt, food, transpo, t&amp;b, sand:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial black"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;PREDIVE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;on Feb 25, wednesday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;venue: Institute of Biology, upd&lt;br&gt;time: 5:30pm    &lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;Bring bond money: &lt;i&gt;Php 300&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;join now!&lt;/font&gt; MANGROOVE IT &lt;font size="5"&gt;and&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;text pam-&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;09152943234&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;for inquiries&lt;/font&gt;~&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;hurry! limited slots available&lt;/font&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2345876786339203560?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2345876786339203560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2345876786339203560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2345876786339203560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2345876786339203560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/mangroove-it-plant-mangrove-save-world.html' title='MANGROOVE-IT! Plant a Mangrove, Save the World!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-6207404000986299757</id><published>2008-08-29T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:32:05.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Breathing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep breathing, keep, keep breathing! &lt;/span&gt;This was the song that played in my head for this day and I dont know the reason why. (Pero, i just found out na mali pala ang lyrics na kinakanta ko the whole time: salamat kay ms. chan). The actual lyrics of the song is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding. &lt;/span&gt;But i guess i'll have to stick to my own lyrics because it somehow portrays the realization I just had for this day. I slept around 2:30 am after i lost playing tong-its with gian and pretending to have liked the mcdo i ordered without ketchup (it sucked, really). Before got into my bed, i already know that i'll be having one hell of a friday. I woke up around 7:30 and exercised the usual morning rituals. For some reason (and I dunno what the reason was), I was really having a bad time. I easily get irritated by other people (seatmate, classmate, profs, random people/stranger, friends, tindera, etc.) myself, the toki/ikot jeep, the casaa (where i had lunch),  etc. Thank God my bio lab class was cancelled (which, by the way is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very rare &lt;/span&gt;case in IB). While waiting for the photocopy of  bio lec notes, i was having a chat with some of my bio buddies. We were talking about the usual med school dream that almost everyone in IB (and other UP studes as well) want. Instead of being encouraged by the talk we had, we found ourselves discouraged. I dont want to dwell on the details of our talk but it was an added discouragement for me. Parang di ko na kaya ang haggard na buhay na ito. What more sa med school? Kaya naman, lalo akong na-badtrip. Mas na-IRITA ako sa mga bagay-bagay. I was cursing the whole time. I was not in the mood of attending the AP12 suroy-suroy meeting and the ABM GA. Kimmy texted me para pumunta sa friday club ng MBS. At dahil badtrip ako, di ako pumunta. POTEK. Talagang badtrip ang lahat. Buti nalang pumunta ako sa youth service. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; yess. I dont want to picture myself here as a "good" person because i am NOT. I dont want to picture myself here as a religious man because i am NOT, really. After the service, andami kong na-realize. Parang pumasok lang bigla ang realizations ko sa akin. One thing that made me happy was that hindi na ako medyo nagca-care kung mababa ang grades ko. parang whatever na lang. there are alot of things na mas mahalaga. baka, kung sobrang pag-gigiitan ko ang sarili ko sa pagiging GC, i'll miss a lot of good things. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is short. &lt;/span&gt;Basta, pag nasa death bed na ako, wala akong pagsisisihan. And i'm pretty sure wala pa naman ata. I also realized that i was a very shortsighted person. napaka-superficial ko. whatever. now, im trying to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see things in the light of eternity&lt;/span&gt;. yung tipong may lasting effect ba itong ginagawa ko? Slowly, everything around me ay parang gumaan. yess. Parang lumabas ang rainbows at butterflies (ambading! haha) kahit gabi na. After the service, i decided to go to the library to finish my chem RDR. I brought books with me, i also found out na nawala pala ang kem lab book ko. wala rin pala akong data. pero, di na ako nainis at nagmura. parang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;easy lang&lt;/span&gt; ako. Kaya, i decided to make to blog entry in the library. maganda ang ganitong pakiramdam. pramis. Even though i am faced with the reality that next week, i'll have four exams plus an RDR... parang di na ako maxadong nagrereklamo. ano ba ang magagawa ng reklamo ko? but you see, di rin ako naging sobrang care-free person. siyempre, there's still that drive sa akin to do my best (kaya nga nasa lib ako ngayon eh). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masarap ang ganitong pakiramdam. &lt;/span&gt;Sabi nga ni Colbie Caliat (2008): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;. If you find yourself in a bad day, or caught in a web of problems... try to stop, take time to realize and you'll see things in an illogical manner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Problems turn to oppurtunites&lt;/span&gt;... the dark turns into light, death becomes life, coffee becomes milk (okay, whatever na).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 533px;height: 402px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://f345.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f754471%5fAKyyo0IAAJCHSLTS%2bAm6SkkmuUo&amp;pid=2.2&amp;fid=Inbox&amp;inline=1" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The picture above inspired me (sorry kung whatever sya, pero para sa akin sobrang natuwa ako). My aunt send me this one in my e-mail and i just saw it a while ago and I wanted to share it with everyone. Anyway, gusto ko lang sabihin na there's more to life that everyone of us just dont seem to know. Andyan lang yan. Try to see it. Keep breathing, keep, keep breathing (whatever kunyari ang conclusion ko).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nung binasa ko ulit ang sinula tko, wala pala syang gaanong sense. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-6207404000986299757?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6207404000986299757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=6207404000986299757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6207404000986299757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6207404000986299757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/keep-breathing.html' title='Keep Breathing...'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-6673927742366672276</id><published>2008-08-08T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:58:01.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BANANA! SAGING!</title><content type='html'>Kakagaling ko  lang sa ABM apps party. sobrang natuwa ako sa linya ni patring:&lt;br&gt;"Are you from Jamaica? shit! you're jamakin' me crazy" (mas maganda kung sasabihin siya ng actual)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;banana/saging ang title nito kasi may ilalagay ako ng article about sa saging. lately kasi, saging ang kinakain ko before mag-exams. Nabasa ko itong article na 'to kaya natuwa naman ako kasi useful talaga ang saging sa ating mg buhay (thak you lord for giving us this fruit!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(ilalagay ko ang article without any citations and all, kakapagod. sige, expelled na ako from UP) COPYRIGHT! (whatever)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;A professor at CCNY for a physiological psych class told his class&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;about bananas.  He said the expression 'going bananas' is&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;from the effects of bananas on the brain.  Read on:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://f345.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f460056%5fAKqyo0IAAGrtSJrhEAwhGyC2aho&amp;pid=2.2.2&amp;fid=Inbox&amp;inline=1"&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Never, put your banana in the refrigerator !!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;This is interesting.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;After reading this, you'll never look at a&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;banana in the same way again.  Bananas contain three&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;combined with fiber.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;A banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;number one fruit with the world's leading athletes.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;It can also&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://f345.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f460056%5fAKqyo0IAAGrtSJrhEAwhGyC2aho&amp;pid=2.2.3&amp;fid=Inbox&amp;inline=1"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Depression:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;after eating a banana. This is because bananas contain&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;your mood and generally make you feel happier.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;PMS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Anemia:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Blood Pressure:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;potassium yet low in salt, making it perfect to beat blood&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Administration has just allowed the banana&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;industry to make official claims for the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;fruit's ability to reduce the risk of&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;blood pressure and stroke.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://f345.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f460056%5fAKqyo0IAAGrtSJrhEAwhGyC2aho&amp;pid=2.2.4&amp;fid=Inbox&amp;inline=1"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Brain Power:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;(England) were helped through their exams this year by eating&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to  boost&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;their brain power. Research has shown that the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;potassium-packed fruit can assist learning&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;by making pupils more alert.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Constipation:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;without resorting to laxatives.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Hangovers:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;One of the quickest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;ways of curing a hangover is to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;re-hydrates your system.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Heartburn:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;for soothing relief.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Morning Sickness:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Snacking on bananas between meals helps&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Mosquito bites:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;and irritation.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Nerves&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;nervous system.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://f345.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f460056%5fAKqyo0IAAGrtSJrhEAwhGyC2aho&amp;pid=2.2.5&amp;fid=Inbox&amp;inline=1"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Overweight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;and at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;chocolate and chips. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;researchers found the most obese were more likely to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that,&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;control our blood sugar levels by snacking on&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;high carbohydrate foods every two hours&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;to keep levels steady.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Ulcers:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;over-acidity and reduces irritation by&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;coating the lining of the stomach.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Temperature control:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Many other cultures see bananas as a&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;'cooling' fruit that can lower both the physical and emotional&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand, for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;their baby is born with a cool temperature.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Bananas can help&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;enhancer tryptophan.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Smoking &amp; Tobacco Use:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Bananas can also help people trying&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Stress:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;can be rebalanced with the help of a&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;high-potassium banana snack.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Strokes:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;According to research in The New England Journal of&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Medicine, eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;risk of death by strokes by as much as 40 percent.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="4"&gt;Warts:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#004000" face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;with a plaster or surgical tape!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;So, a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;and is one of the best value foods around. So maybe its time to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;change that well-known phrase so that we say, 'A banana a&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;day keeps the doctor away!'&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;PS: Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;I will add one more here; want a quick shine on our shoes?? Take&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;the INSIDE of the banana  skin, and rub directly on the shoe ..&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;polish with dry cloth. 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SAGING!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-8910729266099111956</id><published>2008-05-26T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:22:39.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DORM APPLICATION: OSH potek</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; " size="3"&gt;Habang ang lahat ng tao (ex-kalai at other dorm people) ay naghihintay sa paglabas ng results ng dorm application, napagisip-isip kong i-kontak ang OSH para mag-inquire sa status ng application ko. Sinubukan kong i-email ang OSH. Oo na, aamin kong desperado akong makapasok sa dorm. Eto: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;May 24, 2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;University of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;Office of the Student Housing&lt;br&gt;Diliman, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; " class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211883090_0"&gt;Quezon City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dear Sir/Madame:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Good day!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I am Christian James A. Nazareth, an incoming sophomore taking up BS Biology in UP Diliman. I have sent my application for a dormitory slot at Yakal Residence Hall. I come all the way from General Santos City, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; " class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211883090_1"&gt;South Cotabato&lt;/span&gt;. With this remark, it is my dire need and desire to be able to secure a slot in a UP Dorm (particularly in Yakal). I would like to inquire regarding my application status so that I will know what to would do when I arrive at UP diliman before enrollment. I do not have any relatives in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; " class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211883090_2"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt; and neither do I have any other place to stay except in a UP Dormitory.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Thank you very much for your kind consideration. God bless!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;Christian James A. Nazareth&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Dalawang araw din akong naghintay, akala ko hindi na magrereply. Pero kanina, after kong magpa-dentist, binuksan ko ang yahoomail ko at boom! nagreply! in the person of someone named MR MARQUINA. Eto ang reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Mr Nazareth,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;We know you are from a far place and I presume you submitted your&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;application form after April 14 deadline so you're late. &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Late applicants will be deliberated after May 30 and you have a &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;slim chance of being accepted in the dorm. May we advise you that &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;if you dont have a place to stay with, we have list of boarding &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;houses that are available for you to choose from. Also, you&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;can ask for a reconsideration as transient while you are looking for &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;a place to stay before the start of the semester. Address your &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;letter to Dr. Ruby G. Alcantara, OIC-Office of Student Housing, &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;UP Diliman.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Marquina&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; "&gt;POTEK! ito ang unang lumabas sa aking bibig na naglalaway pa dahil&lt;br&gt;sa sakit na dulot ng dentista ko. Ang problema ko kasi, hindi ako sure&lt;br&gt;kung late yung pagpass ko. Kasi, pina-LBC ko lang. Saturday ko yun&lt;br&gt;pinadala (April 12) tas sabi ng LBC guy, moday daw darating ang forms.&lt;br&gt;Meaning, ON-TIME pa yun. di ko naman alam kung anong nangyari sa &lt;br&gt;forms na yun... kung na-late man, kasalanan ng LBC. in that case, LBC&lt;br&gt;ang magproprovide sa akin ng boarding haws. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;POTEK! yun lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-8910729266099111956?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8910729266099111956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=8910729266099111956&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8910729266099111956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8910729266099111956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/dorm-application-osh-potek.html' title='DORM APPLICATION: OSH potek'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-4903645722793150335</id><published>2008-05-21T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:27:44.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP diliman survey</title><content type='html'>Ito ang pinaka-unang survey na nilahokan ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Ano ang student number mo? Gusto mo ba ito?&lt;br&gt;*2007-16452. Kung titingnan, nothing special naman sa tudent no. ko. gusto ko sana 2007-00002 or 2007-7777 or yung something na cool tingnan. pero, eventually, nagustuhan ko na yung student number ko. di ko na siya malilimutan for the rest of my life. one six four five two! special na siya para sa akin. yesss.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Magbigay ka ng tatlong course sa UP Diliman na hindi mo talaga alam kung ano ang pinag-aaralan nila. Pwedeng magbigay ng rason kung bakit.&lt;br&gt;-sa mga natatake ng courses na to, no offense. sige, ignorante na ako. :)&lt;br&gt;*B.A. Comparative literature- hindi ko alam ang ginagawa ng mga tao sa course na to. from the course title, i think kinocompare nila yung mga literature? haha. basta, siguro yung mga different styles in writing, writers, etc. pero i think cool naman tong course na to eh pero kelangan ng a lot of reading skills. haggard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*B.S. Family Life and Child Development - OK. i havent met anyone from UPD na may course nito pero meron naman cguro. uhm, clueless ako sa pinaggagawa nila. cguro, they learn about family life and how to develop them. haha. ewan. pero, sa name pa lang masasabi kong mababait ang mga tao sa course na to. ewan. haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://upd.giganticorange.com/list.php?courseID=48"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*B. S. Social Work- siguro naman mahilig ang mga tao dito sa social work. i do admire these people. i mean, social work talagang kinareer. saludo ako sa inyu. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Meron ka bang araw na wala kang break? Anung technique ang ginagawa mo para makakain ka?&lt;br&gt;*haha. meron. at ayoko na syang maulit. pero, ngayong sem, no choice ako. 21 units ako. pero, kakayanin. nung last sem yun, 1st year, 2nd sem. wala akong break... pan pil at philo ang classes ko. ang ginagawa ko, bumabaon ng walanghiyang sandwich mula sa kalai. paminsan, kung naguguton talaga ako, food trip ng monay at fishbol. tas kung may mga food stall between AS and Palma, kumakain ako dun. yung BBQ na may halong salted egg, rodics or whatever. haha. magastus yun. pero ang ginagawa kong technique paminsan, syempre, di na kakain. hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Alam mo ba kung saan ang Teletubby Land? [Yung totoo, bawal bumase sa pinagkuhanan ng survey na ito]&lt;br&gt;*SIYEMPRE naman! sino bang taga-college of science ang walang alam sa teletubby land? yun yung parang "land" or "roadwork" papuntang math building. kung andun ka, parang whatever, kasi may river flowing with water tas may bading na bridge pa tas yung pavement na parang pa-curve-curve pa eh pede namang ipa-straight. di ko gaanong naapreciate yun pagpapuntang klase kasi nalalate ako palagi (halos lahat naman ata pag math kasi malayo) PERO, naaapreciate yun ng isang studyante pagkatapos ng exams. haha. totoo. after ng long exams, finals or midterms. believe me. masarap maglakad dun parang paalis ka sa impyerno!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Nakakita ka na ba ng nagpi-PDA? Sa AS? As in sa AS Entrance? In Broad Daylight? In front of many people? Ikaw ba yung gumagawa nun?&lt;br&gt;*oo naman. in broad daylight. yes, in front of many people. may mga lesbians nga eh nakita kong sobrang torrid ng kissing. pero, ok lang. bahala sila. buhay naman nial yun. natatawa nga ako eh, yung mga tao kunwaring hindi napapansin ang mga nagpi-PDA pero pagdadaan yung mga mata..toinks! klarong-klaro nakatitig. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Naranasan mo na bang dumaan sa Beta Way? Kahit madilim na?&lt;br&gt;*YES. maraming bese na. kung nanonood ng mga plays na late na natatapos. tapos, pag trip lang. haha. nung nag-ghost hunting daw kami sa UP during balck saturday, yun! dumaan kami dun tas tinawag ang kaluluwa nung sinaksak dun. wala namang nangyari. toinks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Alam mo ba na may 4th Floor ang FC?&lt;br&gt;*hindi. ang alam ko lang AS ang may fourth floor. hanggang third floor lang ako eh. yung ke manong photcopier. ROOM 3169. haha. mahaba ang pila dun. (offtopic)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Within the UP Campus, ano na ang pinakamalayo mong nalakad?&lt;br&gt;*uhm, within lang? kasi nakatry na akong maglakad papauntang mcdo katipunan at 4 am! haha. lasing pa kami nun. tas naglakad na din ako (palagi) from kalai to commonwealth. kung wihtin, cguro from sarah's to kalai. yun na cguro yung pinakamalayo within upd.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9.  Meal? [Geog1 + Comm3]&lt;br&gt;*wait. di ko gets ang tanong. i already had comm 3 and geog 1. ulam? uhm, kung ibig sabihin eh madali lang, hindi ah. malas ako prof ko lalo na sa comm 3. haha. baka mali ang pagsagot ko sa tanong, whatever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Sa tingin mo, bakit concealed ang profs sa Math?&lt;br&gt;*one main reason: para may makuha ang mga terro profs na student. siyempre, well known na ang mga terror prof sa math. andyan ang voltes 5, power rangers, power puff, at pede ring mag-inquire sa ibang students about profs. kaya naman, concealed para sa first day of classes or yung final form 5 na eh dun pa makikita at wala nang way para makahanap ng iba pang prof or magchange.mat or whatever. pero sa tingin ko, kaya namang magchange ng prof within same sched, naggawa ko nung 2nd sem! yea. nalaman ko kasing terror yung prof ko, kaya in the third day, diniskartehan ko. sinwerte at nakalipat ako. basta, haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Nakakuha ka na ba ng Math prof na out-of-this-world?&lt;br&gt;*uhm . so far, normal pa lang yung mga prof ko sa math. mga cool pa nga eh. hehe. pero, talagang mahirap ang math sa upd. pero may isang math prof akong nakita na prang nerd talaga tingnan... laging tumatawa ng walang reason tas kung anu-ano ang pinagsasabi. ewan ano ang name, basta, siya yung nag.proctor sa amin during evaluation ng prof. weird.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Natatakot ka ba sa tumutunog na kuryente sa tabi ng EEE building?&lt;br&gt;*HAHAHAHA! natataawa ako! hahaha. kasi, pramis, napapansin ko talaga yun habang naglalakad ako papuntang NIGS or CS or Math. hahahaha. pero, hindi naman ako natatakot. electrical noise lang yun. pero nung una, akala ko kung ano. haha. nakakatuwa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Ilang individual libraries na ang napuntahan mo within Up Diliman? Isa-isahin.&lt;br&gt;*uhm. individual lib? Main lib syempre. CS lib. CAL lib. MassComm lib. Econ lib. ano pa ba? Engg lib pa pala. NIGS lib. yun lang ata.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Nakanood ka na ba ng Oblation Run? At namukhaan na isa doon ay kaklase mo?&lt;br&gt;*nakapanood na ako. weird nga lang. wala akong namukaang kaklase eh. hehe. pero weird yung experiece ko kasi andun kami sa harap ng As steps, nag-aantay tas andaming mga media persons, Up alumni, students, at marami ding mga hindi taga-UP. tas nung dumating na ang mga oblation runners, nagsigawan ang mga tao tas nagkumpulan tas yun.. wala na kaming nakita. haha. tas yun, umalis na sila, so umalis na din ako naglakad papuntang klase.nagtaka ako kung bakit nagsisigawan ang mga tao sa likod ko, ayun pala sila sa likod ko. haha. weird. sana may babae na naman na magoblation run para maiba. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Nakakita ka na ba ng Atenean na nakatambay sa UP Campus? At naki-sit in sa klase niyo?&lt;br&gt;*marmai na. tambay pa lang. oo. mga classmates ko. sit-in? merong one time sa math class ko. (di ko sure kung atenean, pero sa tingin ko OO) friend nung klasmeyt ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Nakakita ka na ba ng artista na nag-aaral sa UP? Saan?&lt;br&gt;*haha. OO. siuro kung artista, yung pang maka-masa na defintion na artistang pinoy, sa klase oo. seatmate ko si jubal sa magic kingdom sa philo 1. actauli, di ko sure kung sya yun, pero sya ata. haha. yung babae na bida sa MYMP, oo. klasmeyt ko din sa philo 1. tas ang anak ni simang!!! haha. yung math tinik/hirayamanawari na babae. yung mataba. B.A. ling xa. sino pa? kapatid ni rica p. tas yung matanda na may aso palagi. ewan ko anong name. marami pa. pero, whatevr. kung artista as in, artist yung Up artist.. madami. yung taga.madz na nagcocompete! seatmate ko siay sa envi sci B music xa. tas yung mga painter/writers/actors/actress/dancers dba artist din naman yun? madami naman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Sa tingin mo, ano ang pinakamahirap na subject sa UP?&lt;br&gt;*uhm. mahirap sabihin eh kasi hindi ko naman makukuha lahat ng subjects. weird question. pero, sa forums, me nabasa akong isa sa pinakamahirap na subj, yung chem something, yung quantum chem. ewan, whatever. depende naman sa prof eh. haha. naalala ko ang envi sci 1 ko. mahirap xa pramis. ako nga lang ang freshmen sa klase tas halos lahat centennial grads. pang-masteral na daw yun. kasi wala namang envi sci na degree program ang UP. daw. pero, pramis, talagang gumapang ako para makapasa sa subject na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Alam mo ba na tumutunog ang Carillon?&lt;br&gt;*oo! hindi lang tunog, tumutogtog. pramis. may beat siya at rhythm. nung una, akala ko kung anong tunog, kasi kanta siya, akala ko sa mind ko lang nagplaplay carillon pala. magaling ang nagpapatugtug dun. pede ata ang Up naming mahal or whatver na kanta. ang cool nga eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Nakapasok ka na ba sa College of Music? Kwento mo naman.&lt;br&gt;*hindi pa ako nakapasok pero nakadaan na ako sa labas. cool ang college na yun. prang CHAR. kasi maririnig mong may kumakanta ng napakataas with piano tas violin. yung tipong european conservatory effect. basta ganun, tas may iba pang instruments na hindi ko na lama na gpangalan. astig dun. gusto ko ngang makapasok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Nagpapic ka na kay Oble? Kung oo, confident ka ba na gagraduate ka?&lt;br&gt;*oo. pero, hindi pa ako UP student nun. siyempre, ignorante. hindi ko alam na may curse daw pala dun. pero, whatever, confident akong gragraduate ako on time! watch me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. May College Shirt ka ba? Anu design?&lt;br&gt;*wala. haha. never ako nag-order nung CS shirt at bio shirt. sa tingin ko hindi worth it, kasi, yung sa Cs shirt nakalagay ARE YOU thinking? tas may picture ng brain tas yung bio shirt, maganda naman, pero di ko gusto. actuali, wala lang talaga akong pera. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Naranasan mo na bang mag 1vs100 sa CRS?&lt;br&gt;*siyempre! 1 vs 500 pa. normla lang yan. lalong-lalo na sa PE at GE. abusado kasi ang mga tao eh. pede namang one PE lang ieenlist or yung tmang Ge units lang. or basta yung tama lang. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Naglalaro ka ba ng Guess the Course/Spot that Freshie kapag wala kang magawa habang tumatambay sa AS? Isinasabay mo ba ang Girl/Boy Hunting sa larong ito?&lt;br&gt;*haha. OO! nakatry na ako. lalo na kung walang ginagawa. hahaha. masaya nga eh. oftentimes kasi, ma-stetreotype mo yung mga tao sa course/college nila. ewan kung pano pero totoo. haha. pramis. example, yung may mga ID cord na matataba na nakalagay ay ibang countries tas maputi/instik tas pangmayaman manamit tas usuali naka-hav, taga CBA yun. pede ding CHK or Econ. tas yung malalaki na gkatawan ng may muscles (specially sa babae) taga-CHK. tas yung nerd tingnan "daw" sa CS. hehe. tas yung parang weird manamit taga fine arts. tas yung parang jologs manamit (haha, no offense) yung plain shirt tas plain blue jeans ay taga-engg. haha. nakakatuwa. pero, yak, di ko ginawang pang-girl hunting to. haha. unless kung sobrang ganda nung babae katulad nung parang mermaid sa may AS steps na laging nakatambay during lunchbreak yung mahaba ang buhok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. Nangungulekta ka ba ng Kule? Ano ang favorite section mo dito?&lt;br&gt;*Dati, kumukolekta ako. pero di ko na alam kun saan. ang ganda kasi ng kule eh, pang.vintage/classic ang dating. pabotio ko yung txtback haha. nakaka-aliw at yung may mga drawings. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Sino ang pinakastriktong guard sa UP na nakilala mo? Yung hindi mo talaga matakasan na wala kang ID?&lt;br&gt;*ANG GUARD NG CHEMISTRY BUILDING at ng ENVI SCI! POTEK! grabe lang. OA talaga. talagang haharangan ka literally. yung guard sa kem, pag yung id mo nakatago shirt mo, nakalabas lang yung strap, talagang pupuntahan ka at ilalabas ID mo. pero, alam nio ba? naging close kami ni ate guard ng IC? haha. OO. kasi yung lab room ko sa IC, yung room directly pagpasok mo, so tambay ako palagi kay ate guard. tas kwentuhan. tas ako pa pianbabantayan nia sa mga studyante na walang ID paminsan. yesss. close kami. ang pinaka-ayaw ko ay yung gurad ng envi sci. hindi lang kung wala kang ID, kung wala akng ID cord, papagalitan ka. grabe lang. irereport daw ako. basta, andaming echus. sarap batukan. maghanda ka manong guard ng villadolid hall!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Nakukulangan ka pa ba sa ruta ng Ikot at Toki Jeep? Anung gusto mong ibahin sa ruta nito?&lt;br&gt;*haha. mejo. dapat may ruta na from dorm diretsyo sa palma. yun ang kulang para sa akin, pede ring gumawa ng bagong jeep route... tatawaging UP KIOT! haha. pero, ok na din ang current routes. pinag-isipan naman cguro yan ng matatlinong admin ng Up, kaya, ok na lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. Natatakot ka ba sa mga tingin ng mga nangangampanya tuwing Elections? Bakit?&lt;br&gt;*haha. paminsan, oo. parang desperado tlaga silang manalo. para ngang nationwide election ang election sa UP eh. prang true. pero, yung iba naman, nakikita mong sincere sila. yung iba, grabe ang aura. basta, weird. haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. May bura ka na ba sa Form 5 mo? Anu yon?&lt;br&gt;*oo naman. yung nagkamali ako one time sa class codes ata. basta yung may mali ako (siyempre, may bura ba kung walang mali?) hehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. Nagkaprof ka na ba na laging wala sa klase tapos tinadtad kayo ng make-up classes sa end ng sem? Sino?&lt;br&gt;*uhm wala pa ata. siempre, may make-up classes pero di naman tadtad, tama lang. pero eto, may prof ako, rarely lang pumasok. pramis. ang masaya pa... ako ang unang taong sinasabihan nia kung walang pasok. tatawagan tlaaga nia ako sa cell ko as i-inform ko na ;ng daw yung klasmeyts ko. kung sino sya? sikret. haha. philo 1 prof ko. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Alam mo ba kung saan ginagawa ang Blue Book? Gusto mo bang magventure sa business na ito?&lt;br&gt;*hindi ko alam kung saan ginagawa ang blue book. haha. magandang idea yun ah. blue book business. nakalagay lang yung blue book sa bag ko, tas kung may nangangailangan, taadan! business agad. pede rin. haha. pano ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-4903645722793150335?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4903645722793150335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=4903645722793150335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/4903645722793150335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/4903645722793150335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/up-diliman-survey.html' title='UP diliman survey'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-7676179565093722670</id><published>2008-05-12T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:17:06.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENLISTMENT for 2nd sem 2008-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x162/cjamez107/schedko2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;What better way to start a good sem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;        "The CRS Real-time Enlistment!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Remember this while waiting for the enlistment results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;    "Expect the worse and hope for the best!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-7676179565093722670?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7676179565093722670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=7676179565093722670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7676179565093722670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7676179565093722670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/enlistment-for-2nd-sem-2008-2009.html' title='ENLISTMENT for 2nd sem 2008-2009'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-4224042573520835424</id><published>2008-04-26T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:19:00.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEIJING 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;WELCOME TO CHINA!&lt;br&gt;Host of the Olympics 2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt; 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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Battle of Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This started as three separate entries in my blog I must be honest and say that this was nothing but a mere product of boredom. I wrote this after re-reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and after asking myself "What would Ateneo be like if it was attacked by Voldemort and his dark creatures".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Friends who read my blog forwarded this to their friends who in turn forwarded it to their friends. At the request of my colleagues here in AnimoAteneo. com and people who have enjoyed this, I have edited and polished this story as well as added a few new elements to it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just a few pre-reading reminders:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This, in essence is a parody of Ateneo life. Yes, there are of course anti-school and UAAP-based jokes here and there but this mainly satirizes Ateneo life - the people, the language, the culture etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is also a parody of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Its ending resembles the ending of the Harry Potter book. So if you have not yet read the book and you do not wish to be spoiled, I must warn you to read at your own risk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My thanks to those who have enjoyed what-used-to- be-just-a- time-filler and to those who contributed several suggestions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter One: Before the Storm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fr. Bienvenido Nebres SJ was just finishing the day's work when Harry Potter, a senior of the Ateneo de Manila, burst into his office.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Fr Nebres!" Harry shouted&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Harry!" a surprised Nebres said. "I thought you were out of school destroying the horcruxes to kill Lord Voldemort."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"That's what I wanted to tell you. I discovered that there are two horcruxes here in Ateneo itself. Voldemort has enlisted the help of the De La Salle University and the University of Santo Tomas. They are coming."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Don't worry, Harry." Nebres said "You know for a fact that Ateneo -- its teachers and students -- are more than capable of defending our Loyola campus. We will hold them off while you search for the horcruxes and destroy them. You will need this." He waved of his wand and out of the air appeared a sword. "The sword of St. Ignatius." Nebres said. "Powerful enough to destroy the two horcruxes."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Thank you, Father" Harry said. And with that, he sped off to find the last two things which protect Lord Voldemort.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nebres then waved his wand once more and this time, four people appeared in his office. "Marlu, Rudy, Toby and Joey. The school is in danger"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nebres then explained the situation to the four Deans of the Ateneo de Manila University.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I want you to assemble all remaining students in the college covered courts. We must evacuate the freshmen through Marikina. The sophomore, junior and senior students may stay and fight if they want to. Next, I need you to assemble all the teachers, both part time and full time."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Without a word, the four deans Disapparated and went on with their tasks. Nebres too Disapparated back to the Jesuit Residence and briefed the Society about the impending attack.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fr. Adolfo Dacanay was the assigned to lead the Jesuits to battle "My team is ready to fight anytime anywhere. We will crush them!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Excellent." Nebres said&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After a few minutes, Nebres, the four Deans and some members of the faculty and administration gathered in Xavier Hall to discuss the battle plan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The School of Humanities can summon mythical creatures to help defend us." Marlu Vilches said "The English Department professors are summoning creatures from Dante's Inferno and Greek Mythology as we speak. The Filipino Department is summoning all the manananggals and white ladies from the haunted trees on campus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The Philosophy Department" interjected Fr. Ferriols "is summoning creatures from Meron pond right now. Those rascals will soon feel the wrath of Meron! Magiging WALA silang lahat! Konsepto lamang yan sila!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Now is the time to test the newest chemicals and inventions from our SEC laboratories. " Toby Dayrit said, "The Department of Environmental Science professors are enchanting the trees to life right now. We will purge them with the help of Mother Nature."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I have just received a call from MVP" Rudy Ang said "Reinforcements from Makati are coming soon."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"My apples and sunshine are ready to fight as well" Tim Gabuna said. "Go CERSA!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I have just finished briefing my school. The Department of History is ready to fight. The Western history professors led by Dave Lozada and JoEd Tirol are summoning the three hundred Spartans and soldiers from the World War II to fight. Fr Bulatao and the Department of Psychology are locked inside the SocSci Conference room right now. They will use their psychic powers to toy with our enemy's mind."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I have roused the athletes also." Norman Black beside Ricky Palou said "They are ready to put up One Big Fight with their super strength."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A voice interrupted them. "I KNOW YOU ARE PREPARING TO FIGHT! You are no match for us! I have allied myself with the La Salle brothers and the Dominicans of UST. You cannot win against me, Jesuits. Push the limit! Animo Spirit! Give us Harry Potter and the sword of St. Ignatius and we will let you live! We will even let you win some of the games."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter Two: More Help&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Ateneans ignored the warning and instead began to prepare for the impending battle. A few minutes later, the voice shouted for a second time:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I can see you are not listening! It is such a pity. What happened to your Prayer for Generosity? Give me Harry Potter and the Sword of St Ignatius. Give without counting the cost, you always say! You have until midnight. I also call on all students of La Salle Greenhills and La Salle Zobel. It is not too late. Come and join us. Convert! Repent!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fr. Dacanay, interrupting his briefing with his exorcists turned and said "The idiot is taking the prayer out of context. Besides, St Ignatius also said to fight without fear of being wounded. And we will do just that."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Three figures -- two women and a man -- suddenly appeared. "We are from the Department of Sociology and Anthropology" said the man.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ricky Abad!" Fr. Nebres exclaimed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I brought with me our Department Chair Bopeep Saloma-Akpedonu. And this is Czarina Medina, one of our newest lecturers. We apologize for being late. We were preparing our I-bombs."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I-bombs? What are I-bombs?" Nebres asked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ideology bombs. Once they detonate, they will spread false consciousness in the area -- the La Salle brothers and the Tomasians will think they are winning. It is all false really. We will use their pride against them."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Excellent. Excellent." Nebres said. "And here comes Andrew Ty and Mark Escaler for the Department of Communication. "&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Yes!" Escaler said "we will infiltrate their communication processes by adding "noise" and ambiguity between the message relay of the sender and the receiver so orders can be reversed and thwarted!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The creatures from my horror films are coming!" Andrew Ty said. "We will use them to our advantage!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Father President! Some people are coming!" somebody shouted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some five hundred people then Apparated out of nowhere. Wearing either red or white shirts, they marched towards Nebres. A young man then stepped forward.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"We are from the University of the Philippines. " said the young man. "For years, our academic communities have built a strong relationship with each other. We have shared professors. We went to rallies together. We have had our differences. Yes. But in the end, our similarities and accomplishments outweigh our differences. .. We are here to help! We are honored to fight with Ateneo once more!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers and applause errupted from all sides.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Let's make baka! Don't be takot! Let's make baka! Don't be takot! Let's make baka! Don't be takot! Let's make baba from the hill" the Ateneans cheered&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Five minutes to midnight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The School of Humanities stood with their mythical creatures summoned from the Classics, and the haunted trees and the gigantic swamp creatues from the Meron pond.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The John Gokongwei School of Management with their reinforcements from Makati, along with Venus Ibarra, Ricky Pilar and other professors.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The School of Science and Engineering with their mysterious inventions and weapons. The gigantic trees in the campus now walking sluggishly by their side.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The School of Social Sciences with their unique yet powerful defensive weapons; the Psychology Department ready for the psy-war.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Ateneo Professional Schools ready to defend their Loyola-based counterparts; the two fraternities in the Law School forging a temporary alliance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Alumni, the D.A. (Dalandan's Army), led by Benjie Laza and Mon Cualoping.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The statues of Tomas More, Horacio dela Costa, the Blue Eagle come to life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The students from U.P.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Two horcruxes left.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now all is still, where Loyola's colors fly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter Three: One Big Fight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Midnight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was a burst of light emanating from the sky, brighter than the moon and the stars. What seemed like a horde of fireflies turned out to be arrows. Thousands of arrows. Tips on fire.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The arrows struck the Blue Eagle Gym. The oldest building in the University. The symbol of their athletic pride. Now aflame.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Toby Dayrit tossed a beaker of water to the burning building. He pointed his wand at the beaker now mid-air and shouted his spell "Magis." The water transformed into a surf huge enough to douse the fire. The Blue Eagle Gym was safe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The archers outside roared their disappointment. But they shot again, this time targeting the Erenchun soccer field where some of the Ateneans were camped. Nebres pointed his wand at the arrows raining from the sky and shouted his incantation "Cura personalis" and the thousand arrows turned into bubbles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Ateneans cheered. The first two attacks of the LaSallians and the Tomasians have been thwarted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"You have had your fun, Ateneans." a voice boomed. "Now it is time to get serious."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darkness suddenly enveloped the University. The enemy had sabotaged their electricity. Immediately all the Ateneans took out and flickered their wands, "Lux in Domino" they chanted. Light emanated from all the wands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The illumination came just in time as suddenly a stampede crushed the fences between Gate 2 and Gate 2.5. The Ateneans have realized the magnitude of their danger: it was not just the LaSallians or even just the Tomasians they were confronting; the other schools were there as well. A thousand green archers were riding the backs of the giant tigers of UST. Charging with them were the giant tamaraws and a hundred warriors whose bodies were painted red war paint. Above, falcons were soaring in the sky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"YOU FOUL THINGS, noh?" somebody from the Ateneo crowd shouted, charging at the stampede; it was Tessa Rosana "How dare you attack us, noh? You don't know who you are dealing with, noh? TAKE THIS, noh?" She hit her gong with all her might. A powerful sound wave spread throughout the area knocking a hundred archers and animals out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"HA! noh?" she triumphantly yelled.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so the other Ateneans started counterattacking as well. David Lozada and his 300 Spartans. The ROTC cadets. The mythical creatures of the School of Humanities. Dalandan's Army.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ricky Abad and the Department of Sociology soon deployed their Ideology Bombs prompting some of the LaSallians to cheer instead of fighting "Strawberry shortcake nananananana. " "Recticano! Recticano", allowing some of the Ateneans to easily knock the LaSallians out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somewhere near the Covered Courts, Norman Black was briefing his team, "Nonoy. I want you here. Chris, here. Jai, there. Alright? Any questions."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Aaaaah! GOD DAMN IT!" a raspy voice screamed. It was Joe Lipa, former coach of the Blue Eagles, who arrived with the contingent from UP. "Just charge! Attack them! Now!" And so they did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The LaSalle brothers and Francisco of UST were outside, watching the battle, waiting for their turn to strike.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A handful of LaSallians were found trotting back to their base.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Francisco yelled.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"You told us to retreat!" the archer said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"You idiot! That's just Escaler and Bulatao toying with your minds! Go back! That's it! I am joining the battle!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She then stepped forward lifted her two arms and shouted "Tiger Power! Raar! Tiger Power! Raar!" The LaSalle brothers thought she had lost her mind. But then she suddenly transformed into a giant tigress, twice larger and fiercer than the ordinary tigers. Seeing their comrade ready and willing to fight, the LaSallians cheered.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"HOY!" Goldie the Tiger roared "NO CHEERING DURING BATTLE! NO CHEERING!" Then she advanced.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Her first target was Fr. Dacanay who was busy exorcising some of the archers and paralyzing them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"FATHER! Behind you!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Quickly, Dacanay whirled and performed his own counterattack "Expellus Inferius" blasting her into the middle of the Erenchun field, knocking her out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"NOOOOOOOOOO! " The La Salle brothers shouted upon seeing their comrade down. "It is time we even the score."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The earth began to quake. And out of the night came a gigantic robot. It was DLRT; the LaSallians had transformed and brought the LRT-1 which passed Taft Avenue into a robot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DLRT was making quick work of the Ateneans and their creatures, crushing the mythical creatures here and there, tossing the trees brought to life by the Department of Environmental Science.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Let us not lose hope!" Nebres said. "We are after all committed to hope."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Now is not the time to talk about GK, Father!" somebody said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I am not talking about GK. I am talking about SECtor."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He pointed his wand the Science Education Complex. The building shook and assembled itself into a robot. SEC A was the head and the torso. SEC B became the left arm and leg and SEC-C became the right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Mang Freddie!" Nebres called.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I am ready, Father!" shouted Freddie the man in charge of Escaler Hall which has now become the control room SECtor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Attack, Freddie! One Big Fight."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DLRT was no match and quickly collapsed under the strength of SECtor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Fr Nebres!" Harry Potter appeared. "Two horcruxes have been destroyed and..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Animo La Salle!" "Animo La Salle!" "Animo La Salle!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There were screams of terror. The LaSalle brothers had entered the battle. They were using their most dangerous spell: The Animo LaSalle -- the Killing Curse!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finale: The Animo Wand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ateneans were dropping dead left and right. The Animo La Salle curse was unblockable. Some of the more veteran teachers provided extra defense and protection to the students but most of their efforts were futile.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dacanay and his Jesuit team however managed to stun a few archers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Victory however seemed far-fetched. Francisco had been revived from the Stunning Spell by Dacanay. Back in human form, she was battling Jai Reyes, Kirk Long and Chris Tiu at the same time. While the players were certainly skillful, Francisco was able to block all spells launched by the Blue Eagles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Francisco pointed her wand at Chris Tiu and shouted "Animo La Salle!" But the curse missed him by an inch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Not Chris Tiu you BIATCH!" somebody shouted; it was Achoot Cuyegkeng. "Out of my way! Out of my way! SHE's MINE!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Francisco laughed. " You are no match for me! I am the greatest servant of the Dominicans! What's gonna happen to your Loyola Schools after I kill you?! What's gonna happen to your Blue Eagles after I kill Chrissy?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"You will never touch any of our students again!!" Cuyegkeng said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Francisco laughed. And with her unerring skill as jack-of-all- trades professor Cuygekeng sent a Stunning Curse at her opponent. The curse hit her squarely on the chest, knocking her out once more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Enough!" Harry shouted. "Voldemort! Where are you? You have been using the LaSallians and the other schools to come after me. Where are you?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I am here, Potter." a voice hissed. The voice came from Bro. Armin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Brother Armin?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"No! I am Voldemort! Armind is my past, present and future. See?" he wrote the word Armind then with a flicker of his wand the word became Voldemort.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I don't get it." Harry said&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ako rin!" an Atenean said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ha? Can you make ulit?" another one shouted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"How did Armind became Voldemort?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Bai, nalibog na ko!" A Cebuano Atenean shouted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Bah! Never mind! Anyone knows the LaSallians can't spell. So anyway, I stunned Armind a few days ago and using his name and face I used the school and all the other schools to come and find you!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"But you are too late. I destroyed all the horcruxes!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"No, Potter. I win. You see, while I was Bro. Armind. I was able to find the long lost and most powerful wand in the entire world -- the Animo Wand! And you will be its first victim!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Are you kidding me, Tom?" Harry said "Don't you get it? The wand chooses the school. The Animo wand does not belong to La Salle! It belongs to the Ateneo."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"No! You are the fool! The LaSallians have been cheering Animo La Salle for such a long time. The LaSallians truly own the wand and since I am a LaSallian for now, I own it. Die Potter die!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"But you see, Riddle, you did not review University histories. If you did, you would know that the Ateneans used Animo Ateneo first. And they still use it now. There is even a website right now named AnimoAteneo. com. The Ateneans have reclaimed Animo Ateneo!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Silence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"So. It comes down to this isn't it?" Harry whispered "Does your wand know that its original owner still values it? If it does, I AM THE TRUE MASTER OF THE ANIMO WAND!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Voldemort points his wand at Harry who in turn has prepared for the final duel.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"ANIMO LA SALLE!" Voldemort shouted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"OH! GET. THAT. WAND!" Harry shouted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The curse rebounded and hit Voldemort instead of Harry who caught the Animo Wand with his other hand. Cheers from the Ateneans and even some La Sallians, who realized that they were duped were all around.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That morning both Ateneo and La Salle forged a cease fire -- temporary because they next day was the Ateneo-La Salle basketball championship. Francisco who was revived after hours of being stunned by Dacanay and Cuyegkeng decided to lift the "No Cheering!" rule during time out. However, she still flinches whenever Dacanay (or any Jesuit for that matter) would approach her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There were however, a group of La Sallians who disagreed with having a cease fire. They believed that the death and defeat of Voldemort was unfair so they decided to file a protest. This was later junked due to lack of merit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Epilogue. Nineteen Years Later.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was the day of the ACET.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Harry Potter was accompanying his son Ben.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Dad! What if I fail the ACET and end up in DLSU?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Harry looked at his son and said "Bienvenido Adolfo! You were named after two of the most powerful Jesuits in the country. One of them is a good friend of ours. In fact he was the one who officiated our marriage."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"But... but... so what if I DO fail the ACET and end up in DLSU?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh di bobo ka talaga! Harry thought. But he didn't say that. "But we will still love you as our son!" Harry said. "Alright. Your test starts in a few minutes. Make us proud. One Big Fight."&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-6953783874605435110?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6953783874605435110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=6953783874605435110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6953783874605435110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6953783874605435110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/atenean-potter.html' title='AN ATENEAN POTTER'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-8469436691406745396</id><published>2008-04-22T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:50:26.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;*tagged by faye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br&gt;2. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.&lt;br&gt;3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br&gt;4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-una, mahilig akong kumain ng taba ng baboy. pati na rin yung skin. masarap naman talaga diba? when i'm having lunch with my friends who dont want to eat pork fat or its skin, hinihingi ko yun. yum! or yuck? you decide. hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pangalawa, i'm currently addicted in grey's anatomy. i tried to see the show because i thought it might help me in the pursuit of my med ambition. but it did the other way around. thanks to grey's anatomy, i had second thoughts on pursuing med school. yey!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pangatlo, i hate math! who doesn't?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-apat, i love organizing events like parties (surprise, inuman, lahat na)! i think it's really cool if i become a wedding planner. astig! hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-lima, i want to become a professional bartender. sideline lang! yess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-anim, frustrated streetdancer ako. huhu. dati, i thought that when i go to UP, i would find my place as a clubber in the UP streetdance club. asa pa ako! haha. pero, i'm over it na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-pito, wala pa akong cellphone hanggang ngayon. potek. nawala kasi eh. my parents are saying that i wont have a cellphone until i learn my valuable lesson. heck! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-walo, naisip ko lang. marami na akong nawawalang bagay. cellphone, iPod ni dan, at marami pang iba. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-siyam, i have a theory/law: the LAW OF CONSERVATION OF KARMA. It states that karma is neither created nor destroyed, it is just passed from one person to another. tama nman diba? i mean, example, di ka nagbayad sa ikot jeep.. sasabihin sayong makakarma ka kasi hindi ka nagbayad. what if karma din yun sa jeepney driver kasi may ginawa syang masama? diba? think about it. hmmm... you're agreeing with me. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pang-sampu, i love to study popular culture o KULTURANG POPULAR. i find pleasure in it. true. i plan of having it as my minor. haha. BS BIOLOGY minor in POPULAR CULTURE. kung pede lang sana.. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yun! sampu na yan! now, it's your turn people:&lt;br&gt;1. kat&lt;br&gt;2. dan&lt;br&gt;3. gandy&lt;br&gt;4. glenn&lt;br&gt;5. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;ronna&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;6. lester&lt;br&gt;7. marlon&lt;br&gt;8. ketty&lt;br&gt;9. kristina&lt;br&gt;10. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;joseph&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-8469436691406745396?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8469436691406745396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=8469436691406745396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8469436691406745396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8469436691406745396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag.html' title='TAG!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-3748885850486973383</id><published>2008-04-18T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:41:05.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUHAY peyups! yea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUHAY PEYUPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;     I laughed hard when i saw this one. Maybe because it was seemingly true (specially during hell week). But i kinda miss this specially when you get to experience it with a lot of wonderful people. Next sem, i plan of not conforming much with this cycle! God, I have three majors (chem, bio, math) added with a spice of GE, CWTS, and PE plus the torture of applying in an org. Carpie diem! Seize the sem? haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to: KAT (sorry sa pagkopya ko) :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 8pt; text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have to agree with this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 8pt; text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS SO TRUE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;every new semester:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; 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display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlSAoKCmcAACnfZII1/AFTER%202ND%20WEEK.gif?et=GuRmlBCKBwVBBFsqe7ec0g&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;before midterms:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlYwoKCmcAACUnPsQ1/BEFORE%20THE%20MID.gif?et=D076AYI8E0ZcGthtpf0C0A&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;during midterms:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wloAoKCmcAACs-hjk1/DURING%20THE%20MID.gif?et=loj1UUDr8zEecOe%2B7UwTSQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after midterms:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlxAoKCmcAACrtf181/AFTER%20THE%20MID.gif?et=RWAFxBS6HutWQHJXXk8TXw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;before finals:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmFAoKCmcAADLaQTU1/BEFORE%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=93GOX6%2BVDSBVhrZJ9nlKqg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after knowing schedule of final exams:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmMAoKCmcAAD5hj681/FINAL%20EXAM%20SCHEDULE.gif?et=xj4BKC9zIcAM1UNtUsC%2B5Q&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7 days before a final exam:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmRwoKCmcAADQAaVM1/7%20DAYS.gif?et=wohEegrTWinoZppZjZysFQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;days before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-woEwoKCmcAAFW-4t81/6%20DAYS.gif?et=1przPSOpRSLJtvzR%2BLDNXw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;days before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wn7woKCmcAAF8iCqs1/5%20DAYS.gif?et=riGoIv7%2C%2BT2RHiCUEEm0MA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;days before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnwgoKCmcAAFLL2981/4%20DAYS.gif?et=2kFXA7SqG2kIahcohrvY2w&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;days before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnogoKCmcAAFag8tw1/3%20DAYS.gif?et=nxrzB86NEk95nzTIZaobNA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;days before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnfQoKCmcAAEkxv@41/2%20DAYS.gif?et=o8taz5wuLI7qfDqgibSoSw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;day before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnWwoKCmcAAFLL27Y1/1%20DAY.gif?et=7oiMwOvJLwlKonLJLugPlw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;night before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnLAoKCmcAAEZ@75k1/THE%20NIGHT.gif?et=po6t33EBGd7HBv7IZthT4A&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 hour before a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnAAoKCmcAAErhxsI1/1%20HOUR.gif?et=%2BIZfp4UfcMBlYLGhm7VldQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;during a final exam:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmzwoKCmcAADsBhr01/DURING%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=f%2CqC%2B1hnK3Bx0VlHFYgmIA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after walking out of the examination hall:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmngoKCmcAAD5jkfU1/WALK%20OUT.gif?et=ehQY3AvOIggWjbHUtTaedg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after the final exams, during the holiday:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmcgoKCmcAAD-51441/AFTER%20FINAL.gif?et=rrSJooxMalJ0zncKHq9GrQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                          WOOHOO. KOMPLETO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-3748885850486973383?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3748885850486973383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=3748885850486973383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/3748885850486973383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/3748885850486973383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/buhay-peyups-yea.html' title='BUHAY peyups! yea.'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-8655706730089378484</id><published>2008-04-09T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:16:01.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd love to leave and go back to UP Diliman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-0MlAoKCDsAAGiWOU41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ceejayski.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-0MlAoKCDsAAGiWOU41/Image081.jpg?et=ACBxDvuAZEDoq9QD0ApzvA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seeing the vastness of the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wasn't looking at the ocean, I was looking beyond the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    When this picture was taken, I was very excited about getting back home. To see my family, get lots of sleep, food, money, internet, tv, and whole lot of luxuries one cannot afford to get while studying alone in UP.&lt;br&gt;    Now, I'm back for almost a week. You see, being idle brings no good at all. As what I've heard: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An idle mind is the workshop of the devil&lt;/span&gt;". I can attest to that. Putting it straight, I am currently in an idle situation. I don't have anything to do but to eat, watch tv, surf the net, sleep. I have zero productivity and thus contributes nothing to the labor force of this country. I am as good as a dead person. I am wasted. NO. I am more than wasted.&lt;br&gt;    I want to go back to UP. I want to ride an IKOT jeep. I want to line up for enlistment even though its a mile long. I want to break rules on curfew. I want to drink like there's no tomorrow even though there's an exam the very next day. I want to run late for the next class. I want to eat monay between AS and FC. I want to go to the SC without even having to do anything at all. I want to walk in the 'Freshie Walk' between classes and greet people from Kalai. Pootek. Gusto ko nang bumalik sa Diliman. The thing is, I love that godawful place.&lt;br&gt;    This is what happens to me when I'm bored.&lt;br&gt;    Well, I'm too bored now.&lt;br&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surely no one dies a virgin...life fucks us all &lt;/span&gt;(I am currently being fucked by life)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-8655706730089378484?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8655706730089378484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=8655706730089378484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8655706730089378484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8655706730089378484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-to-leave-and-go-back-to-up.html' title='I&amp;#39;d love to leave and go back to UP Diliman'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2000249284380921179</id><published>2008-04-04T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T07:43:20.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ceejayski.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-Y@ZgoKCDsAAAKzAoU1/images.jpg?et=1hwr6QPvWBvBFTPqawcoxQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reading all the blog entries and messages about the end of "Kalai days" here in multiply, friendster and elsewhere, one thing really strucked me (and i say, this had just sinked into me just now): the freshmen days are over, the kalai days are over, and the basement days are over. Everything happened so fast that I still remember myself during last summer, back in this same room, in this particular computer, with apprehensions of the UP LIFE. As would wake up every morning, I would think back and remember exactly well what had just happened in my life  It is really hard for me to believe that I've been to UP, I've encountered wonderful people, I've been into this sort of basement in Kalai and developed a very good friendship with them. Everything was as if a dream, putting them into reality seems so absurd. As I compose my mind and my self in my bed, I was pretty much convinced that these things really did happen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    It occurred to me that indeed, Kalai days are over... the Basement wont be the same again. We wouldnt be eating in the mess together, team up for some contest or activity, perform and plan for an event, shout at each other along the dark corridor, drink beer in the basement, etc. Yes, things will never be the same again. Face it everyone! Together, let us move on. At first, it may be hard. Moving on doesn't mean that you completely leave everything behind. Of course not. As we move on, we bring with us the friendship and memories that we have formed with each other. We have meet different people (people you wouldn't even imagine of knowing), we've developed something special with them, and then we inevitably part ways... Let us not forget the fact that at certain point in our lives, we've created a certain tangency with the Kalai people, the basement in particular. As we continue to part ways, some may be with you as you journey, some may forever be gone, some may meet you at some point of the road... That is why there is something we call reunion. We may have been too attached with each other... Some say, being attached too much is not good. But I believe these attachments will keep us together. Guys, let us continue to be attached, but let us not limit ourselves with each other... search for new horizons afterall, we are still under one sky. I belive this is the greatest lesson that kalai has given me. Even though we part ways and go wherever we want, there is this 'bond' or 'attachment' that is with us. Imagine yourself with this blue ribbon from the Globe ads, its like that... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I googled the words: "kalayaan residence hall" and search for blogs... and I've encountered this particular site. Interestingly, it became an inspiration for me. I hope this would serve you well too. This site is about someone from Kalai batch 1989 (kinda old). She and her group of friends from 2nd floor BA made something called B Society. They left Kalai for good, but they never left each other. They continue meeting and helping each other out. They graduated from the University, created a family on their own... but still they kept the 2nd floor BA together. Now, their on their 20th year anniversary and they'll be having their reunion, bring their families with them. Those from outside of the country will be coming as well...&lt;br&gt;    &lt;br&gt;    Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://shairationgco.multiply.com/photos/album/27"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    May their story be an inspiration to all of us... I know this will become our story too. I know it is not goodbye Kalai! goodbye Basement... We'll just be having a just long vacation... Five years from now, we will be having a reunion in some resort or someone's place. Ten years from now, we will be seeing each other in weddings, baptisms... Twenty or so years from now,we will be meeting in a fancy restaurant or hotel, bringing our families with us, having our own professions and we will be having a toast over a glass of wine... and as we drink and talk, we remember the good old times we shared inside Kalayaan... and the things we will be doing outside Kalayaan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2000249284380921179?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2000249284380921179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2000249284380921179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2000249284380921179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2000249284380921179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-now.html' title='What now?'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-7758253243719373119</id><published>2008-04-03T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:09:43.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANG CENTRAL DOGMA ng BUHAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;DISCLAIMER: Ito yung incentive paper na pinasa ko sa panpil. whatever talaga ito. pero, for the first time in my life... i really enjoyed writng a paper. haha. magshishift na daw ako sa CAL. joke lang. pero, pramis. passion ko ang kulturang popular.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tandandan..&lt;br&gt;ayan.&lt;br&gt;enjoy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mga kritikal sanaysay ng isang mapanuring mga mata…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Naglalaman ng mga sariling&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;pagtingin at pagkilatis sa lipunan…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;Ang pagkakakilala at pagkaranas ng kulturang popular…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Ang &lt;i style=""&gt;Central Dogma&lt;/i&gt; ng Lipunan:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Isang Kritikal na Pagtingin at Pagsuri sa Kultrang Popular&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ayon sa siyensiya, ang buhay ay may &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt;. Ito ang nagdidikta sa lahat ng biyolohikal na proseso- mula sa chrosmosomes, tungo sa cells, sa tissues, organs, systems, at kung anu-ano pa. Sa aking pagtanda, unti-unting umuunlad ang aking pag-iisip at naging mas kritikal ang pagtingin ko sa aking lipunan. Mula sa maliliit at karaniwang bagay na ginagawa ko, hanggang sa pinakakomplikadong bagay na aking ding gingawa, iisa ang aking nagpagtanto: ang lahat ng ito ay mga &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt;. Kung sa biyolihiko ay may &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma &lt;/i&gt;na namamatnugot sa bawat kaganapan ng mga buhay na bagay sa mundo, sa lipunan din ay mga &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; na nagpapaikot sa bawat nangyayari sa buhay ng tao. Ito ay naka-ukit sa lipunan at patuloy na umaagos sa ating mundo; at ang &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; na ito ay lubos na makikita sa pagtangkilik ng tao sa kulturang popular. Sa bawat paggalaw ng tao, sa bawat kantang tinutugtog sa radyo, sa bawat palabas na pinapalabas sa TV, sa mga damit sa bench o pagkain sa Jolibee, iisa lang ang pinapakita rito: lahat ay kontrolado ng &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Mahirap bigyan ng depinisyon ang &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; na aking tinutukoy. Ito rin ay mahirap lagyan ng limitasyon sapagkat sinasaklaw nito ang napakaraming bagay, kaisipan, maging ang kasaysayan. Ngunit, maaring masabing ito ay nakapaloob sa kulturang popular. Kaya naman, mainam na aking isisiwalat ko ang aking mga karansan sa lipunang aking kinagagalawan at tingnan ang&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;proseso at pagtanghal ng &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; na ito sa kanyang pag-eksibit sa kaganapan ng kulturang popular.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Isang Makabagong Bayani:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Si Manny Pacquiao at ang Kanyang Kamaong Panlipunan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ako ay pinanganak sa bayan ng Heneral Santos. Dito na rin ako lumaki. Naaalala ko pa noong bata ako, tuwing linggo pagkatapos ng pagsimba, hinding hindi maiiwasan ang pagdaan sa plaza ng aking pamilya upang bumili ng koton kendi, lobo at sorbetes. At sa isang dako ng plaza ay makikita ang isang boxing ring. Dito ay may mga nag-eensayo at lingguhang labanan sa boksing. Naging isang sikat na isports ang boksing sa Heneral &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Santos&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, lalo pa nang ito ay kilala sa pagkalinga ng mga sikat na boksingero. Ang dalawang pinaksaikat sa mga ito ay sina Navarette at siyempre, si Pacquiao.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Pagdating ko sa Maynila, di ko aakalaing magiging interesado ang tao sa akin dahil sa aking pagiging taga-Heneral &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Santos&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Kung ako ay tinatanong kung taga-saan ako, at sinasagot ko naman, ang unang reaksyon nila ay “Manny Pacquiao!”. Sino ba naman ang Pilipinong hindi nakakakilala kay Pacquiao? Pagkatapos ng reaksyon nila ay kung anu-ano pang bagay ang tinatanong ukol sa kanyang pinagagawa sa Gensan. Halimbawa ay ang pamimigay niya ng pera, ang paglakad niya sa malls, ang kanyang pagtakbo sa kongreso, at iba pa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Kung iisipin, naging isang icon na nga si Manny Pacquiao sa kasalukyan. Pinupuri siya ng marami at tinitingala bilang isang kampeon sa larangan ng boksing. Tunay ngang masasabi nating si Manny Pacquiao ay isa produkto na ng kulturang popular. Liban sa dahilang marami ang tumatangkilik sa kanya, kaya ito ay nagbibigay ng saklaw sa popular na aspeto, maari nating makita na si Pacquiao ay isang nang “packaged” na produkto na kinukumsumo nating mga Pilipino. Sa mga advertisements mula sa ice cream, fastfoods, gamot, damit, at kung anu-ano pa, binihisan na si Pacquiao at ginawang isang bagay para sa konsumerismo. Maari ring nating masabi na si Pacquiao ay tinatangkilik ng kahit na sinong Pilipino. Mayaman man o mahirap, si Pacquiao ay naging bayani na nila. Mapa-Pilipino man o hindi, kinikilala si Pacquiao sa mundo ng boksing. Bata man o matanda, hinihiyaw ang pangalan ni Pacquiao sa bawat nitong laban. Binibigyan tayo ng isang pansamantalang kaisipan ng pagiging mapagmataas sa ating lahing Pilipino. Sabi nga ng iba, si Pacquiao lang ang nagkapagpa-isa sa ating bayan. Maaring masabi na isang gahum ang sinisumbuyo ng pag-unlad ni Pacquiao. Ang “pagbenta” kay Pacquiao ang nagpapakita ng kunsumerismo at kapitalismong ideyolohiya. Ang pagdidiktang nagaganap sa pagiging isang icon ni Pacquiao ay isa mismong proseso ng gahum. Ang namamayani at nasa “taas” ay ginagamit si Pacquiao bilang isang instrumento sa pagsuksok ng mentalidad ng namamayaning kaayusan. Patriarkal ang pagiging icon ni Pacquiao. Siyempre, si Pacquiao ang laging bida sa knayang mga laban, subalit pinapakita sa backgroung si Jinkee, ang kanyang asawa na andyan lang upang sumuporta, magdasal, humalik at yumakap kay Pacquiao pagkatapos ng laban. Kung ang mga komersyal ads ni Pacquiao sa Alaxan, Nike, etc. ay nagpapakita ng kanyang pagiging malakas, si Jinkee naman ay pinapakita bilang isang mahinhin na babae sa pag-endorse niya sa diaper, food and beauty products, etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Tumakbo si Pacquiao sa pagiging kongresista ng Distrito ng Heneral Santos. Sa una, inakalang magiging maganda ang laban ni Pacquiao at maari siyang manalo laban sa kasalukuyang kongresista, marami ang dumadalo at sumasali sa kanyang mga kampanyang pampolitikal, marami ang nangampanya sa kanya, siya ay nabilang sa isang partido- subalit, natalo pa rin siya. Sa pagiging isang icon na ni Pacquiao ng kulturang popular at sa kanyang pagsaklaw sa popularidad, hindi siya nagwagi sa eleksyon. Ano ang implikasyon nito sa kulturang popular? Ano ang pinapakita rito sa pag-iisip ng mga tao? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Una, maaring sabihin na ang mga tao ang sumasali at nangangampanya para kay Pacquiao dahil pangunahin sa pera. Pera ang nagdikta ng kanilang pagsuporta kay Pacquiao. Birit nga ni Pacquiao sa kanyang panayam sa lokal na radyo na nalaman daw niya ang kanyang mga tunay na kaibigan pagkatapos na ng eleksyon. Pumipila ang mga tao sa labas ng bahay ni Pacquiao para humingi ng pera. Nilalapitan siya kung hihingi ng tulong ang mga tao. Namimigay siya ng mga bigas at pagkain. Lahat ay may koneksyon sa pera. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Pangalawa, ang pagkatalo ni Pacquiao ay nagpapakita na namamayani at nanatili pa rin sa mentalidad ng tao na upang mamuno sa pamahalaan ay kailangan ng pinag-aralan at maayos na pagsasalita. Maraming kritisismo kay Pacquiao ang dumating ukol sa kanyang kakayahan sa pamumuno at kakayahang intelektwal. Sa isang panayam umano kay Pacquiao sa isang lokal na radyo, tinanong siya kung bakit siya tumakbo bilang isang representative sa distrito, ay sinagot niya ito na hindi daw siya tumatakbo bilang isang representative, tumatakbo raw siya bilang isang kongresista. Nakakatuwa mang isipin, dahil sa mga tagpong ito, marami ang natakot kung siya nga ay magiging isang representative o kongresista nga raw. Ito marahil ang pinakamalaking dahilan kung bakit natalo si Pacquiao- ang kawalan niya ng tama at pormal na edukasyon. Pagkatapos ng eleksyon ay kumuha siya ng pagsusulit para masabing maari na niyang ipasa ang High School. Sa kasalukuyan ay kumukuha siya ng kursong political science sa isang unibersidad sa Gensan. Tunay nga na malaki ang pagtingin nating mga Pilipino sa pormal na edukasyon. Nanatili ito sa ating mga isipan na upang magtagumpay sa buhay, kailangan ng pormal na pag-aaral. Ito’y isang namamayaning kaisipan na mahirap buwagin. Maari itong bakasin mula sa ating kasaysayan. Maari nating masabing isang kolonyal na mentalidad ang edukasyon. Ang pagdala nito sa atin ng mga Kastila at Amerikano ay naghatid din ng mentalidad ng pangangailangan sa edukasyon. Maari itong maikonsiderang isang gahum- ang pagdikta ng namamayaning kaayusan at ang pagtanggap ng tao sa upang gawing makabuluhan ito sa kanyang pamumuhay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Pangatlo, pinapakita din ang pagsukat nating mga Pilipino sa katalinuhan ay ang maayos na pagsasalita ng Ingles (Ito ay konektado din sa pangalawang punto). Para sa ating mga Pilipino, ikaw ay matalino kung magaling kang mag-Ingles. Ikaw ay mayaman kung magaling kang mag-Ingles. Ikaw ay ‘elite’ kung magaling kang mag-Ingles. Isa itong kaisipang pumapatay sa ating wika at maging sa pambansang identidad. Kinokonsidera nating tayo ay mga mabababang uri dahil sa pagiging ‘angat’ o ‘elite’ ng wiakng Ingles. Gahum din ito kung maituturing- muli, ang pagdikta ng isang kaisipan na tinataguyod ng namamayaning kaayusan at ang pagtanggap ng tao dito. Nagmula din ito sa konsepto ng ‘Americanization’. Ang pagtangkilik ng ‘mass culture’ at ang pinaggalingan nito- ang sentro, at sa kasong ito- ang Amerika.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Maraming mga kagyat na unawa ang mapapansin sa kultura ng Pilipino at sa kulturang popular sa pagkilatis sa icon na si Manny Pacquiao. Ang mga nabanggit na rason ay ilan lamang sa mga katangiang minamalas ng kulturang popular sa kabuohan ng lipunan. Maaring masabi na ang kulturang ito ay kulturang naipakita ng pagkakaroon ng isang &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; sa lipunan. Kaya naman, sa pagkakataong ito, maari nating masabi na isang implikasyon at manipestasyon ng &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; ang kulturang popular (partikular ang icon na si Pacquiao). Sa bawat proseso at pag-iisip nating mga Pilipino, lahat ng ito ay dikta ng &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; sa dahilang tayo ay nakapa-ilalim dito. Mahirap mang ipakita ang pinaka-ugat nito, ang kulturang popular ang nagpapakita sa kaganapang ito.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Wacky Day ng Kalayaan:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Ang Implikasyon sa Psikolohiya at Kultura ng Lipunan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Kilala ang Kalai bilang isang coed na dormitoryo para mga mag-aaral sa unang taon sa UP. Isa sa pinakahihintay na kaganapan dito ay ang Wacky Day. Dito ay nagsusuot ng “kakaiba”, “kakatwa”, at “kagilagilalas” na ‘costume’ ang mga residente sa isang buong araw sa loob ng kanyang mga klase. Isang buong linggo ako naghanap ng aking susuotin para sa Wacky Day. Nahirapan akong maghanap ng isang bagay dahil kinonsidera ko ang isang kasuotang magpapa-angat at magpapakilala sa akin. Isa nang tradisyon ang Wacky Day, ito ay nagsisilbing hudyat sa &lt;i style=""&gt;Open House&lt;/i&gt; ng Kalayaan. Subalit, kung susuriin nang maigi, hindi lamang ito isang hudyat ng &lt;i style=""&gt;Open House&lt;/i&gt;, ito rin ay sumisimbolo sa psikolohikal at kultural na pag-iisip hindi lamang ng mga residente ng Kalayaan, kundi pati na rin ng lipunan. Iba’t-iba ang sinuot na ‘costume’ ng mga residente. May mga nagpanggap bilang mga Anime characters, movie characters, aswang, bakla, at kung anu-ano pa. Maaring masabi na may implikasyon ang mga pananamit na ito sa pag-iisip ng lipunan at sa kulturang ating niraranas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ang karamihan ng mga ‘costume’ na isinuot ay nagpapakita ng kulturang popular sa kasalukuyang panahon. Kung papansinin, makikita ang pagtangkilik ng kabataan sa Anime. Nagsuot ang iba ng mga karakter mula sa Naruto, Avatar, Ghost Fighter, etc. Makikita din ang pagsuot ng mga karakter sa cartoons at pampelikula. Halimbawa ay ang pagsuot ng Jedi Warrior na nagmula sa pelikulang Starwars, si Tinkerbell ng Peter Pan, si Ursula ng The Little Mermaid, at kung anu-ano pa. Sa mga nabanggit na ilustrasyon, hindi maipagkakaila ang pagpasok ng mga dayuhang bagay sa tinatangkilik na kulturang popular ng mga Pilipino. Kaya naman, maari nating masabing sa kulturang popular na ating tinatangkilik, wala gaano itong ‘maka-Pilipinong’ aspeto. Karamihan ay nagmula sa ibang bansa. Ang pag-usbong ng mga ganitong mga kaganapan ay nagpapakita lamang ng kulturang idinidikta ng mas “nakaka-angat” na puwersa laban sa mababa o “lokal” na bagay. Ito marahil ay nag-ugat sa kolonyalismong mentalidad ng mga Pilipinong hanggang sa ngayon ay mahirap buwagin. Tayo ay nag-iisip na hindi maganda ang kalidad kapag lokal. Tunay na may mababa tayong pagkilala sa mga gawang lokal. Ang sitwasyong ito din ay nagpapahiwatig ng paglaganap ng globalisasyon. Ito raw ay isang makabagong kolonyal na mekanismo upang ipalaganap ang kapitalismong tunguhin. Nang dahil sa globalisasyon, nawawala ang mga &lt;i style=""&gt;boundary&lt;/i&gt; ng kultura at unti-unti itong nagiging isa. Subalit, pinapatay din nito ang identidad at kultura ng isang bansa. Hindi ito malayo sa konsepto ng gahum, ipinapakita ito sa mga tao bilang kanyang realidad. Ito na ang nagiging kultura at karanasan ng bawat isa sa atin. Tayo ay nagiging alipin sa ganitong mentalidad. Dahil sa globalisasyon, mas nagiging malawak ang sakop ng mga malalaking korporasyon. Kaya naman, nagiging magandang opurtunidad ito upang magkamit ng maraming pera. Dahil din marahil sa globalisyon, nagkakaroon ng isang pangkalahatang kultura ang tinatangkilik- ang paglaganap ng kulturang popular.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Sa isang namang perspektibo, nagpapakta ng &lt;i style=""&gt;spectacle&lt;/i&gt; ang Wacky Day. Kinakatuwa ng marami ang pagbabagong-bihis at ang kakaibang pagsuot. Ipinapakita ang &lt;i style=""&gt;exaggerated &lt;/i&gt;na pananamit. Tayo ay nakakakuha ng kakaibang aliw sa mismong pagsuot nito at sa mismong pagtingin sa ibang taong sumusuot nito. Kaya naman, nagtatalbugan ang mga tao sa larangan ng pananamit tuwing Wacky Day dahil gusto nilang mapansin at mangiba sa panahong ito. Lahat tayo ay nagnanais na maging ganito- ang mapansin at umibabaw sa madla. Isang psikolohiyang bagay ito na hindi maitatago. Kaya nga marami sa atin ang gusto maging artista. Marami sa atin ang gusto magpapayat para makita ng ibang tao na tao ang seksi. Marami sa atin ang gustong maging maganda. Subalit sino ba ang nagdidikta kung ano ang pagiging maganda? Napag isip-isip kong ako mismo ay may sariling batayan ng kagandahan na tulad din sa karamihan. Kahit ano pa man ang sabi ng iba na “ang tunay na kagandahan ay nasa kalooban”, hindi pa rin nawawala na tayo ay may pisikal na batayan ng pagiging maganda. Mula noong bata pa ako, alam ko na ang pagkakaiba ng pangit sa maganda. Marahil ang konsepto natin ng pagiging maganda ay matagal nang dumadaloy sa ating lipunan. Ito ang naging target ng mga kapitalista. Ang ekonomiya ng kagandahan ay isa sa mga larangang kumikita ng napakamaraming salapi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Maraming binuwag na &lt;i style=""&gt;mainstream&lt;/i&gt; na kaisipan sa Wacky Day. Mapapansing marami sa mga kalalakihan ay nagsuot ng damit pambabae, at marami din sa kababaihan ay nagsuot ng damit-panlalaki. Binubuwag nito ang tradisyunal at sterotype na pag-iisip. Tayo ay nasa panahon ng post-modernism. Tila wala nang mga kategoryang kinikilala at wala na ring mga klasipikasyon. Nagiging parang tubig ang isang pag-iisip. Nagiging tila &lt;i style=""&gt;fluid&lt;/i&gt; ang konsepto ng kasarian at sekswalidad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tunay nga na nagpakita ng kasalukuyang kultura at psikolohika ang Wacky ng Kalai. Dahil dito, naisiwalat ang mga kaisipang umiikot sa lipunan. Ito ay isa namang implikasyon sa kulturang popular na hatid ng &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma &lt;/i&gt;sa ating lipunan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Mga Kantang &lt;i style=""&gt;Revival&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Kulturang Popular sa Musikang Pilipino&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Sa larangan ng musika ng ating bansa, partikular sa panahon ngayon, binuhay muli ang mga kantang dati ay sumikat. Binihisan ito ng bagong anyo upang pumatok sa panlasa ng kabataan sa ngayon. Ito ay tinatawag na mga &lt;i style=""&gt;revivals&lt;/i&gt;. Ilan sa mga dito ay ang mga kantang pinasikat ng APO Hiking Society na binuhay muli ng mga bandang Parokya ni Edgar, Kamikazee, Barbie Almabis, Moonstart 88, at iba pa. Ang mga kanta ng Eraserheads ay binuhay din ng mga kontemporaryong banda. Sa proseso ng &lt;i style=""&gt;revival&lt;/i&gt;, masasabing binuhay muli ang isang kanta dahil sa dalawang dahilan: (1) una, dahil sa sobrang pagiging patok at pagkasikat nito noong unang panahon. (2) Pangalawa, dahil iniisip ng mga kontemporaryong artista at banda ay naglalayong maging sikat at ibalik ang pagkasikat ng kanta. Sa mga dahilang ito, ano ang pinapahiwatig nito sa katangian ng kulturang popular ng mga Pilipino noon at kasalukuyan?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Masasabing sumikat ang mga kanta dati dahil ito pumatok at umayon sa kultural na aspeto ng nasabing panahon. Sa proseso ng pag-&lt;i style=""&gt;revive&lt;/i&gt; ng mga kantang ito, ilan sa mga kanta ay sumikat muli ngunit ang ilan naman ay hindi pumatok. Kaya naman, masasabing pabago-bago ang anyo ng kultura at panlasa ng Pilipino sa mga kanta. Ang pag-ayon ng kanta sa isang &lt;i style=""&gt;cultural continuum&lt;/i&gt; ay nagpapakita ng pagiging &lt;i style=""&gt;porous&lt;/i&gt; ng kulturang popular. Ang kulturang popular ay maaring magbagong anyo upang pumatok at bumagay sa isang kultura o panahon. Nagpapakita din ang pagiging &lt;i style=""&gt;selective &lt;/i&gt;ng tao sa pagtangkilik ng kulturang popular. Hindi nito itinatanggap nang basta-basta lang man ang kung anong bagay at gawin itong isang aspeto ng kulturang popular. Pumipili ang tao ng tatangkilikin. Subalit, maari ring masabi na bago pa man pumili ang tao ay pinili na ito para sa kanya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ang mga kontemporaryong kanta ay mga &lt;i style=""&gt;cultural forms&lt;/i&gt;. Ito ay ginamit ng mga nasa &lt;i style=""&gt;itaas&lt;/i&gt; o &lt;i style=""&gt;sentro&lt;/i&gt; upang maging isang mekanismo ng pagdikta, at sa siyempre, para sa pera. Muli, ito ay &lt;i style=""&gt;packaged&lt;/i&gt; na- hinubog at binihisan upang ipresenta sa mamimili.Ang mga kanta ding ito ay nagpapakita ng &lt;i style=""&gt;cosmopolitan&lt;/i&gt; na kultura. Nagmula ito sa sentro, at ito ay nagiging isa rin kulturang tinatangkilik ng mga rehiyong nakapalibot sa sentro. Kung ano ang patok sa sentro ay siya ring nagiging patok sa rehiyon. Kaya naman, lalong dadami ang kita sa pagkakataong ito.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ang pabago-bagoon pagtangkilik natin sa mga kanta ay dikta na naman muli ng &lt;i style=""&gt;central dogma&lt;/i&gt; na nakapaloob sa ating lipunan. Ito ay pinagtitibay sa mga implikasyon na makikita sa kulturang popular. Ang bawat mekanismo at proseso ay bumubuo sa isang komplikadong sistema ng kulturang popular.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-7758253243719373119?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7758253243719373119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=7758253243719373119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7758253243719373119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7758253243719373119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/ang-central-dogma-ng-buhay.html' title='ANG CENTRAL DOGMA ng BUHAY'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-4690148714783680649</id><published>2008-04-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:30:50.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KANTA ni RAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;TITLE: wala pa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;alam mo bang, nong nakilala kita&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;bumukas ang isip ko sa iba't ibang kadiring bagay&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;ang bading mo kasi, ang dami mong kalokohan&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;pero dahil din sa yo, sulit ang oras ko sa kalayaan&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;nakapanghihinayang din&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;doo'y lubos ang tuwa natin&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;at sa ating paglisan&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;naisip mong tapos na ang kasiyahan pero&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;chorus:&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;wag kang mag-alala kapatid&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;asahan mong samahan natin ay di mapapatid&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;lumipas man ang oras, mag - iba man tayo ng landas&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;naniniwala akong samahan natin ay di magwawakas.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;inuman magdamag, kuwentuhan at kalokohan&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;o kay sarap balikbalikan&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;at sa ating paglisan, tandaan mo &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;ang pabaon sa ting ginintuang pagkakaibigan&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;nakalulungkot mang isipin &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;pero kailangan nating tanggapin&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;na lahat ng bagay ay may katapusan ngunit&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(chorus)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-4690148714783680649?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4690148714783680649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=4690148714783680649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/4690148714783680649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/4690148714783680649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/kanta-ni-rap.html' title='KANTA ni RAP'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2967115260078627521</id><published>2008-03-25T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:41:36.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be mistaken</title><content type='html'>DON'T BE MISTAKEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpag-isip isip ko lang, don't go 'blogging' about something you dont even know what the real picture is. hehe. wala lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na lahat ng finals ko, at wala na akong magawa, kaya sinamahan ako ng roomate ko sa SC para mag-internet. pati sa cafe, wala akong magawa, hindi ko rin alam kung ano ang i-sesearch ko. kaya out of boredome, i typed in sa google search: kalai basement boys. ayun! lumabas ang mga blog entries nina revee, some girls from 3rd floor at second floor, at old kalai people. i went into this certain blog that got my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(COPY-PASTE to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog entry title: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The house was opened but the rooms were closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ito ang naramdaman ko ng magpunta kami (Underground Zenith) sa open house ng kalai...bakit nga ba ito ang naramdaman ko, isa-isahin natin ang mga dahilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * effort naman please....ewan ko ba, parang hindi nag-effort ang mga current dormers ng kalai sa open house nila...ano ba namang mga design yun? ang kocorny.&lt;br /&gt;    * it is cold down there....this is not literal kasi malamig naman talaga sa basement...(at hindi lang ito para sa basement ngayon kundi sa lahat ng floors) hindi accomodating ang mga current residents ng kalai...parang wala silang paki-alam na may bisita pala sila (wala nga yatang paki-alam na open house nila)...&lt;br /&gt;          o they have extinguished the fire....gusto kong burahin yung sinulat nung isang UZ sa freedom board ng basement, nakalagay dun( although hindi ito yung exact na nakasulat) "great job Bunker 07 (pangalan ng basement boys ngayon) keep the fire burning"...wala natawa lang ako, kasi in the first place there is no fire to talk about, the fire was dead the moment they (current basement boys) chose to isolate themselves with each other, yeah yun ang naobserve ko sa kanila, hindi sila close sa isa't-isa (except lang siguro dun sa maliit na group na nakatambay sa B-24, dating room nila keith, dan at hadee)&lt;br /&gt;          o Ah kayo ang dating occupant? so?....feeling ko ito ang gusto nilang sabihin sa amin, kebs nga naman nila kung kami yung dating tumira diba...nakakainis lang talaga kasi the basement tradition is currently dead (I said currently because I still hopet hat someone will eventually revive it), nakakainis yung nasa side ko dati (sa B-02) nagpapakilala ako pero no pansin.....&lt;br /&gt;    * Open house naman kasi, hindi open rooms...most of the rooms were closed, hindi ba bawal yun? tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;    * Nagutom ako....ito ang pinakaimportanteng reason kung bakit pangit ang open house nila....walang pagkain!!!!!!!, hindi ko na naman siguro kailangan pang i-elaborate to diba, hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sana next year hindi na sila ganito, nakaka-disappoint kasi...akala ko pa naman dahil mayayaman sila eh bongga ang open house nila....hindi pala, kasi I failed to consider two factors....(1) hindi kasama sa dorm ang yaya or katulong&lt;br /&gt;(2) hindi siguro sila marunong maglinis ng room...pero hindi naman dahilan talaga yun para maging tamad, depende na lang siguro yan sa kanya-kanyang orientation ng tao......pero mga 2 years from now may magre-revive ng basement tradition, sure ako dun hehehehehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm, i do respect the comment of the one who wrote this blog entry. pero, the thing is, he does not have any single idea of what the real BASEMENT batch (current) is. natatawa na nga lang ako. and for this, i pity him. i dont need to compose some premises and counter-points or whatever to prove that he is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi pa nga niya, nawala na daw ang fire ng basement. yes, maybe he is right, but he is referring to himself. sa kanya nawala ang fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char.&lt;br /&gt;yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL of this blog: keep the fire burning. &lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2967115260078627521?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2967115260078627521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2967115260078627521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2967115260078627521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2967115260078627521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-be-mistaken.html' title='don&apos;t be mistaken'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-7725126309097071363</id><published>2008-01-01T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T10:13:01.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year na Bords!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NEW YEAR na! BORDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Snap back to reality. Shit. I'm in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt;. I barely have a day here in Gensan and tommorow... I'll be flying off to Manila once again. Everything was sooo fast! putek. I'm a real testimony in today's fast-paced life. To be honest, I'm really getting tired and sick of it. I mean, I wanna go back to my early childhood years when I get to spend the Holidays without anything in mind. No assignments, projects, and extracurricular echus... no anything. All you've got to do is to mind what gifts you'll be getting for christmas. In my early childhood days in Gensan, I still have time as big as watermelons to climb in the tree and gaze in the sky. Everything was plain and simple. That was the case before. Unlike now that I find myself faced with very serious things. I mean, I've got a lot of worries and loads of crap with me. Or is it just the result of the mentality of maturity? Come to think of it, when one grows old, one tends to believe that he/she is responsible for bigger responsibilities (redundant); but isn't it that even a child is responsible for the same degree of responsibility. HELLO? who dictates the degree of responsibility and all that crap? is it the society or is it the mentality? I believe the obvious answer is both! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT IS THE SOCIETY THAT INJECTS THE MENTALITY OF RESPONSIBILITY.&lt;/span&gt; As if it is a hegemonic ideology that was secretly placed in the course of human development. I may not be a reliable scholar, but I believe what I'm saying is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, I find myself indulged with this hegemonic ideology that I can't seem to find a remedy. Temporarily, I try to settle things on my own (my own responsibilities, bla bla bla) And so, these are the things that f*cks my life: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) PAPERS on Pan Pil 17&lt;br /&gt;2) EXAM on Philo 1- which up until now, I haven't learned a thing&lt;br /&gt;3) EXAM on CHEM 16&lt;br /&gt;4) RESEARCH PAPER for my TERROR PROF in envi. sci&lt;br /&gt;5) PASAFEST (tan.dan.dan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; The biggest thing I fear the most is my pursuit of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE GREAT MEDICAL DREAM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know I want it. I know I am born for it. But the thing is, if my studies get crappy, I may find myself of not pursuing my great dream. I have a future in mind that requires a great deal of persistence and perseverance. Not only that, it must be coupled with hereditary intelligence, consistent excellence, surprisingly huge amount of luck, and of course, the big love for connections with people and then poof! POLITICS. I guess this is the reason why I am too worried of things nowadays. But, what the hell am I suppose to do with it? I'll face the crap and get on my way...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big advise: GO! Get it while it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-7725126309097071363?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7725126309097071363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=7725126309097071363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7725126309097071363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7725126309097071363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-na-bords.html' title='New Year na Bords!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2126726794902900238</id><published>2007-12-27T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:58:26.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>A great year for me! 2007 baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TWO.DOUBLE ZERO. SEVEN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ok. so I plan this post to be rather long to compensate for my "off-on-but-mostly-off" posting attitude in this blog. I would like to ask for apology sa blog ko dahil hindi ko siya ina-update. So, let me make up for that- now. I plan this one to have a summary of my 2007 life. Isa sa pinakamasayang taon sa buong buhay ko- i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year started with a bang. I had a very wonderful start. Most were concentrated, of course, with the last things I had with my Pisay life- with the Paragons. My &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; days were dedicated to hang-outs with my Pisay batchmates. Lots of sleep-overs, loads of partying, a number of drinks and beers, and a stick of ciggarete. haha. These were my so-called "transition" days. For the record, I told myself before that I would really not try drinking and smoking. but i guess these things are inevitable. I felt sorry for myself-i was a hyprocite. but then again, fuck all these crapppy things. let's get to the real world. haha. One thing I cant forget with my January experience was when John, Aubrey, Reyan and I went to autoshop. It was a wild night. haha. now, I just laugh at the memories of that night. What else? yep, every weekend overnight at irene's and or angie's place and whole lot more. January was also the time when I did not participate for the INTRAMS because of the stupid thing that I did for research. Oh shit, speaking of research, I did a lot of stuff for research- crazy and costly things. whatever. Lastly, I can remember my thoughts on the Singapore Scholarship exam. The hell with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February was a weird yet fun month for me. Who can forget? This was the time we went to BAGUIO CITY baby for the National Science Fair. And guess what? we won! ahoo. ahoo. The trip was not a contest- it was a vacation. With justin's dad around, everything was an all-expenses paid trip. haha. kiddin. I could never ever forget that trip. It was my first time to go to UP and check it out. The first time I disgust eating strawberries. The first time I slept with my socks on. haha. I wasn't able to attend our PROM. shit. I didn't get the chance to score with my girl. joke. haha. But it was all OK for me. I mean, we had our mini prom at Camp John Hay. The moment I returned to school, things were a bit different for me. I was tired of studying- I was tired of everything. I maybe had a hang-over from my Baguio trip. FEBRAURY was whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March was a cool month. Things were in a slow pace during this time. One thing I can never ever forget was the batch retreat. shit, one of the most emo nights, i mean, days of my life. Emo in a way that's fun and totality rewarding. I mean, come on, my batchmates opened up, a lot of relationships were mended. And I really felt the unity of my batch. My life then revolved around them. shit. haha. and, who can forget? UPCAT RESULTS on the go baby. I was really eager at the moment. It was the time when I had hopes on building my future on intarmed- haha. ambituous me. if not, i wanted to became a mbb-ist. but then, God gave me the option of becoming a doctor- Biology ahoy. haha. When the results came, I really cant help myself having daydreams of me walking in the UP campus. Meeting new people from different places and all the other crazy things one would imagine. But I guess mine are way tooo crazy. haha. I'll tell you one secret, from the day the results came out, whenever I surf in the net, I always see to it that I go to the UPCAT website and look at my name on the list. It was the best thing I've ever seen in the net- aside from porn. haha. joke. Moreover, March was the day we all bid farewell to our Dear Pisay. I mean, to our High school life. It was a very sad moment for me. I felt goosebumps when I placed the ribbon thing on my graduation headress on the other side. It was the time when the director said- "i now declare you graduates". It was as if my whole high school life was dedicated for the transferring of that ribbon thing and that piece of paper they call diploma. But I believe it was more than that, it was really more than that... Now, I remember my High school life not as the days when I was bombarded with the horrors of having a quiz, passing a research paper, failing an exam or whatever crappy requirements. I remember my High school life as the days when I had fun and wonderful moments with my batchmates, schoolmates, friends, barkada or whatever. hahay... nakakalungkot. On the other side, our batchmates had a fun way of celebrating our goodbyes (tama ba to? haha) yep, i had one of the best party in my life- THE GRAD BALL baby. yea! Everyone was game and wild. without any teachers around, without any rules to follow, everyone was f*cked up. haha. joke lang. It was a sad time for me also because of some personal reasons. Para na lang yun sa mga nakaka-intindi. sikreto na lang. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh April came with a "bulabog". I passed the exam for singapore scholarship and i was qualified for the interview. it was unbelievable for me. at that time, I said to my parents- are you kidding me? with this opportunity in the palm o my hands, I was eager to grab it. But at the back of my mind, i thought that maybe my UP life will be gone. Honestly, I did my best for the interview- i reviewed and improved my diction and all that jazz. I said to myself, if I pass this one, then good! I'll go and grab this shit. If not, then good! I'll go to UP! either was good enough for me. And thankfully (or not) I didn't pass the interview. I don't know if ill be happy or disappointed. But now, I'm very very happy with my UP life. April was not all about this shit. There were other things too that I cant remember. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May o May! I recall a lot of crappy things I did. Well, i guess, it was out of the boredom I got while I was here in Gensan. I mean, after being very busy with lot of things, I found myself not returning to Pisay. MAY was the time when I told my parents that I'll be going to Davao because of some lame reasons like birthday, party or whatever. But then, I'll just hang out sa DAVAO. inuman, party, BEACH! yea. lahat. haha. I also made one shitty thing this time of the year. Para na lang uli sa mga nakaka-alam. haha. I had my first hardcore inum at suka sa haws nila irene. Thanks to martin! haha. I was with irene, nina, and martin at that time. May was the month when I went to UP for the advance enrollment shit. This time, I was really excited to study in the university of the Philippines. it was a very exciting time of the year. I was really anticipating to start my college days in UP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY FIRST SEMESTER: June-October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be writing with my experience in my first sem in UP this time. EVERYTHING.. and i mean EVERYTHING was new for me. and it was totally fun and amazing. The ONE BIG thing that really made me smile is: THE PEOPLE i met in UP diliman. churva. I mean, at first, i was kinda hesitant and judgmental about them. But then, I tried to open up and things were a lot better than I expected. The people i met were really cool new people and very fun to be with. Not to mention my professors, my classmates, my new found friends, kalai-mates, BASEMENT-mates! everyone of them are really amazing people. To name: (i'm sorry kung wala kayo dito ha. mabilisan lang to. stream of conciousness. kung sino lang maalala ko. haha) mga geog friends ko sina jia, isay, alvin, ralph, nikki, koleen, sheena, daryl! silang lahat ay napaka-ayus na maging katropa kahit nung 1st sem lang kami nagsamasama. Naudlot nga ang plan namin na magsama-sama dis sem e. badtrip. anyway, yung mga friends ko sa ibang subjects! Isa sa mga pinakanakilala ko ay sina mich, gelo and sammy. They are my partners in crime! haha. joke. We hang out and I really have so much fun with them. and why would i forget- the best dudes in the world (haha)- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BASEMENT BOYS&lt;/span&gt; yea. ang saya sa corridor na to. I mean, this not just a mere corridor for me, there is more to basement than just a dark line of rooms and a dirty old cr. haha. Siyempre, hindi mawawala sa basement ang mga katropa ko sa inuman at usapan! yea. We drink in the basement not just for the heck of it, but as what they say- for socialization. haha. joke. ewan. the best ang inuman sessions ko sa basement. hindi lang inuman, iyakan pa. haha. alam niyo na yun kung sino kayo! haha. ayus. especially, si ade! haha. joke lang. andami na naming crimes na nagawa sa inuman- OPERATION PHONE CALL (master mind ako, si popet ang agent haha), ATE VICKY's CONSPIRACY (haha), THE STRABUCKS/MCDO BULABOG, etc. haha. long live kina  Alvin , Myk-Myk, Brycko, Revee,Jadd, Lawrence,Popet, Kenneth O.,&lt;br /&gt;Wilf, Rashed,Don-Don, Jarvin,Yam, Frank,Fritz, Marlon T.,Kim, adnan,Rai, Master Dan,Mykez, Xavier Jr.,Enri, Carl,Lester, Francis,Rap,Gift, Eugene,Roden, Marlon A.,&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Xavier, Ernest , Kenneth C.,Miguel, Marvin V.,Daniel, Andrie,Gandy, Emil,Adrian, Kevin,Randy, Jahan,Raffy, Mart &amp; Luigi, Ade, Gian, Marvin A., Julius, Jerome, JJ &amp; Em. I did not only meet the basement boys in kalai, pati na rin ang kalai people as a whole. specially sa 2nd floor girls who are very fun to be with. basta, i would like to include everyone in kalai! lahat-lahat na. sina Mai, dana, si KAT! sina jeanine, jelline, rozz, cha!, mar, region 12 pips, lahat. basta. Sa sobrang dami ng ginagawa kong kataratadohan nung first sem, i was amazed that i still got a relatively high grade. hahay... pero, maliit pa rin para sa UP-PGH. sana, tuloi-tuloi na itong bio life ko. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY SECOND SEMESTER(part 1): November-December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the note on Acads muna: The first few parts of my second sem was a bit tupsy-turvy. My priorities were not properly aligned to my vision. I was slowly going away from the track i chose. I did not do well in my studies. everything was messed up. I had my wrong priorities. I wont blame my going out moments because i still do have the time during weekday nights. its just that i cant seem to really find myself at the time. currently, i am a failure. come on, i'm sure i flunked the first exam in envi sci (with a terror prof) and i still haven't made that stupid research re: recombinant bovine growth hormone, i still don't feel like making the pan pil 17 incentive paper on faculty follies, oblation run, lantern parade, etc., i had a low score in my first long exam in math (although it was passing, it was still not good enough for me), i don't know what to expect in my chem 16 class because the first exam is on jan. 12 and i cant remember a damn single thing re: our lessons in chem. My philo class is the worst class i've ever been. i need not explain it. it is the worst thing ever ever ever. bla bla bla. I really really cant find myself at this time. Maybe i'm fed up or what. If that is the case, nakakatakot, still have to go to UP-PGH. if i don't do well in this, and if i cant get up from this falling of mine, how can i be admitted to PGH and study med proper? I have these dark thoughts inside my mind but these things cant seem to perk me up to do well in class- or at least do my best. I cant find the motivation and all. or whatever. i hope i'll find it next year! 2008. please, God, give it to me. I really really badly need it. i need a driving force for me to stand from this fall of mine and let it continue up to med school (i wish!). On the lighter side, I found myself busy with my friends doing not academically related things. for one, i will be very busy with the pasafest in kalai. all that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, that was my year. one of the greatest years in my life- two double zero seven! 2007. Lots of twists and turns, but in the end, I ended up in the end (what?). what i mean is, just ride life the way you want to. you'll never know what's in store for you- just like in a roller coaster. quoting myself in my comm3 speech: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"people dread of riding a roller coaster because of the fear that they might die from a gibberish death. yes, for once, i was in a near-death experience... AND THAT HAS MADE THE RIDE WORTHWHILE!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish myself another roller coaster ride for 2008. but this time, i want my ride to be something that is in line with my vision- my future. it may sound stupid to ride a roller coaster life that is something in line with my churva vision, but i believe i can make some negotiations. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2126726794902900238?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2126726794902900238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2126726794902900238&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2126726794902900238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2126726794902900238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/great-year-for-2007-baby.html' title='A great year for me! 2007 baby...'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-6628413706903566002</id><published>2007-10-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T09:03:54.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally! [quick post]</title><content type='html'>after how many years, years, years and years of NOT posting anything.... im back!&lt;br /&gt;tinamad ako e. paxenxa! hahaha. :) (actuali, hanggang ngayon tinatamad pa rin ako... kaya nga quick post e.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-6628413706903566002?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6628413706903566002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=6628413706903566002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6628413706903566002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6628413706903566002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-quick-post.html' title='finally! [quick post]'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-6305855899134613702</id><published>2007-06-16T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T02:22:09.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The UP chronicles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in UP for almost a week now. And, this week will just the beginning of my roller coaster life in UP, more is yet to come. Now, I am certain that this is my DESTINY. I was born to become a UP student, and soon...a UP graduate. Yes, I didnt pass the Singapore scholarship interviews (no one in Pisay did). I believe it is not by mere coincidence for I will have the title of a UP graduate. Because if I did pass the scholarship, for sure, I will study in NUS. I dont really know if I'll be happy or sad about the result. But hey! I'm here at UP! where a lot of things that awaits me and my friends! Speaking of friends, I know that if I also did pass the scholarship, I will be leaving my friends. Weighing my every pros and cons, I decided to be happy and contented of the life I'm living.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With barely a week here in the university, I experienced a lot of extraordinary things that can only be found here in UP. Here's some on my list:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Activists and cause-oriented people are rampant in UP. This is a fact! But the only thing that shocked me the most was their behavior during the freshmen welcome assembly. it went like this... after the performance of the UP pep squad, the singing of the UP NAMING MAHAL is up next. A second after the drum was beaten, activists ran towards the stage, however, the guards were preventing their entry. After the song, they shouted some sort of UP iskolar ng bayan blahblah... I think they just wanted to be heared, and nothing's wrong with that. But... (i wont expound my own opinions)&lt;br /&gt;(2) UP profs are the best! Even though some profs are evil... I managed to got friendly and fun profs! Sir Michael Chua did a little "victimization" during the first day of KAS1! Maam Amella is the prettiest and hottest female prof in Comm 3! Sir Eric Arances is good on explaining concepts in Math 17! Streetdance is the best PE there is! ahaha. Sir De Ocariza of Geog is 'kalog' ahaha. Basta, lingaw talaga ang mga profs dito!&lt;br /&gt;(3) I was able to meet very unique and fun individuals! My blockmates (go M-4!), my GE subjects classmates, my new found friends! &lt;br /&gt;(4) What everyone is saying is indeed true, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;masaya ang buhay kalai&lt;/span&gt;! I need not expound this one for one who didnt experience living in kalai wouldnt understand! char!&lt;br /&gt;(5) In UP, self-learning is everyones way of acquiring knowledge and survival. And this kind of learning is the best there is!&lt;br /&gt;(6) In UP, everyone is entitled to their own choices, and it is up to you to discern  wrong from right. And it is up to you to choose... Just like in the movie Spiderman 3, Peter Parker said: "You always have the choice, and you can always choose to do what is right!" As for me, I choose to do what's right.&lt;br /&gt;(7)-(n) more is yet to come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MABUHAY ANG BAGONG ISKOLAR NG BAYAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-6305855899134613702?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6305855899134613702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=6305855899134613702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6305855899134613702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6305855899134613702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/up-chronicles.html' title=''/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2926350786574956721</id><published>2007-06-05T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T06:22:31.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A close encounter with the third Kind (or not)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share to you a tale that happened to me not more than an hour ago. This one is true! I tell you... this experience is very weird for me that up until now, my hands are still shaking. I don't know how to start my story cause my mind is still processing what the hell had just happened a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Rox, Kaye, Boaks, Luv, Danilo) were at Kaye's "house", after watching TV and eating some "dinner" (kutsinta, mango) they decided to go back to UP because of the curfew. I bid goodbye to them in the overpass cause I will go to my Kuya's condo in Cubao so, I'll be taking the opposite way. Heck, when I got tired of waiting for a jeepney in Katipunan, I decided to walk na lang to Cubao-Anonas. I walked passed ADMU, Prince David, etc. I reached the LRT station and saw Kuya Hadee and Kuya Polinar. They did'nt notice me so I just walked pass them. Not so far from the LRT station, I saw a guy (an effeminate one) wearing a white sando shirt, blue "mosiac-ish" (for the lack of the term) pants, and black sandals. He is the type of an ARTISTIC guy. He was glancing at my direction, I thought he was looking towards someone else at my back so I did'nt bother. But when I passed right beside him, he was still looking towards me. Now, I was sure I was the one! He then started a conversation with me:&lt;br /&gt;(Forgive me, these is a not-so-accurate convo, it's just as far as my mind can remember) &lt;br /&gt;GUY: Excuse me? San ka ba nag-aaral? (he's tone was a bit friendly and professional...basta, parang pang mga taga-showbiz gud... No one would'nt tell that he was a fake or what! basta!)&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Sa UP po.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Taga-dito ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Hindi po.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Tagasaan ka?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Sa Cebu po(I lied!naisip ko bka isipin niyang tanga ako kasi taga.Mindanao)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Ohw.&lt;br /&gt;ME:  (*nahiya akong mag-lie) Uhm, pero taga-Mindanao po ako dati.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Ah..so you're a Muslim?&lt;br /&gt;ME: Ahahaha...hindi po...Christian po.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: ohw, OK.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he motioned to walk...&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Anong year mo na?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Ummm...mgafrefreshmen pa po...&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Ah, OK! ganito kasi, I'm a blahblahblah (something about that he was a talent  manager daw na me gagawing ad for NokiaNseries)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Alam mo ba yung mga 3G-capable phones?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Ah, Opo opo!&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Well, kasi, I'm making this ad and yung isang talent namin, biglang nagback-out.Hindi ko lam kung saan na. And naghihintay na yung ibang mga talent ko sa Ali (i'm not sure with the spelling) Mall sa Mcdo. Nagmamadali talaga ako, Kung hindi to matutuloy, 900thousand ang babayaran ko.&lt;br /&gt;ME Oh, OK. (I was like, what the f***?!)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: And yung mga talents namen will have a 4000 load and 5000 cash. They can also trade-in their phones for a Nokia N-series na phone. Um, pede ka ba maging talent?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  (what?!) walang akong sinagot.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Dont worry, hindi talaga akong masamang tao.&lt;br /&gt;ME: (He was very convincing!PArang tanga talagha ako! ewan! totoo man cguro xa. ewan jud!) So, I was like...err, OK?&lt;br /&gt;GUY: OK, sige sige good... kasi, maawa ka sa akin, babayaran ko sila ng 900K blabla.&lt;br /&gt;ME:  (I was like, OK whatever!...) (kulbaan na jud ayu ko)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Dont worry, it will just take 5-20 minutes lang. You'll be one of the crowd lang. By the way, do you have a phone? kasi dapat phone user ka kung sasali ka. Kasi bibigyan kayu ng load..(etc, etc)&lt;br /&gt;ME: Ah, opo! opo!&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Eh, ano bang unit ng phone mo?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Ay,hindi ko po alam eh (Which is ture...I was unaware!)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: O sige, i-describe mo na lang..&lt;br /&gt;ME: Diniscribe ko ung phone ko.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Wag kang matakot, O, hawakan mo pa ang phone ko... Mabait akong tao (he motioned to give me his cell)&lt;br /&gt;ME: Ay, wag na po. Ay, naiwan ko po sa bahay yung cell ko (I lied!)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Alam mo, nakakainsulto ka...(Akala ko, casual lang ang pagsabi niya, hindi siya galit... pero galit na pala siya.. na hurt daw feelings niya. kasi wala daw siyang ginagawang masama sa akin tapos heto ako, not putting trust on him)&lt;br /&gt;ME: Ay, sorry po...sorry po..&lt;br /&gt;***This time, natakot na talaga ako. Pramis! Nagsisi talaga ako kung bakit ko siya inintertain.&lt;br /&gt;***He continued to talk...but di ko na maxadong maalala...&lt;br /&gt;ME: Uhm, hindi po ako sure na makakasama ako eh, kasi, hinihintay ako ng kasama ko sa Araneta. Ung kuya ko, baka pagalitan ako. (*I lied...again!)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: What?! Hindi ka pala sure? Para akong tanga. You made me walk from there to here... Hidi ka pala sure?&lt;br /&gt;ME: ay, sorry po..sorry po talaga.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: sana sinabi mo na lang na hindi ka pwede.&lt;br /&gt;ME: Uy, sorry po. sorry po. Sasakay na po ako ng jeep.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Sang school ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;ME: Sa UP po.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Anong course mo? (proffesional tone pa rin to ha... yung tipong pang-showbiz)&lt;br /&gt;ME: Bio po. (natakot na akong maglie)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Alam mo bang taga-UP ako?&lt;br /&gt;ME: ***i dont know what to answer...&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Pupuntahan kita sa UP...hahanapin kita.&lt;br /&gt;ME: sige po...soory po talaga (Sumakay ako ng kahit anong jeep..hindi ko na alam, hindi ako tumingin sa kanya. grabe! di ko talaga alam ang dapat ireact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, ang lapit-lapit na ng condo ng kuya ko...Sumakay lang ako ng jeep para makaalis dun sa guy na yun. Tas nahihiya ako sa jeep na bababa agad, so pinalampas ko ng konti ang jeep tas bumababa na ako. Nanginginig ang kamay at tuhod ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;: Im very very sorry sa guy na yun. Sana mapatawad niya ako na inabala ko pa siya! Tanga ako! I feel very sory for him. Gago talaga ako. SORRY.sorry.sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the whole shit was a &lt;strong&gt;FAKE&lt;/strong&gt;: GAGO KANG BAYUTA KA?!?!?! utuon pa jud ko nimu? Sana, pagsakay ko ng jeep, nasagasaan siya ng truck tas mapunta siya sa impyerno at dun i-pupunish siya. nakahubad siya, tapos, nakaopen ang legs tas forever labas-pasok ang NOKIA N-series na phone sa kanyang puwet. Nagavibrate dapat ang phone tas kasing laki ng truck ang Nokia na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na dito! Gusto na ko muuli...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2926350786574956721?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2926350786574956721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2926350786574956721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2926350786574956721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2926350786574956721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/close-encounter-with-third-kind-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-9066341576751413654</id><published>2007-06-03T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T08:13:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BYE-ers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;This is it! My flight to Manila is tommorow na...err, around 10:00 am? Di na ako makatulog sa sobra ka excited! woohoo. For now, bye na lang sa Gensan (yea!), bye na lang kina Mami at Daddy, bye na lang kay Mimingyaw, kay Baby, Kay tuna, kay net, and most importantly... bye na muna sa blog na to! Yea, I'm sure I'll find myself in UP with less time for blogging and surfing the net (yaiks!) Kaya, up to next time na lang ulet! LABYOOO! ciao. &lt;strong&gt;BYE-ers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-9066341576751413654?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9066341576751413654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=9066341576751413654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/9066341576751413654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/9066341576751413654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/bye-ers-this-is-it-my-flight-for-manila.html' title=''/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-7071862027190216760</id><published>2007-06-01T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:39:36.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE na!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ngurks. &lt;/strong&gt;June na baby! Am soo excited! There are a lot of new suprises in store for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tandadan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; 4         days- leaving Gensan for good. Manila here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; 8         days- havianas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10        days-kuya's Bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12        days- Start of classes! streetdance! ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;28        days- my Birthday!&lt;/div&gt; n&lt;30 days- results! (thud.thud) &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"lord, tabangi ko..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-7071862027190216760?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7071862027190216760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=7071862027190216760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7071862027190216760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7071862027190216760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/dthytrhyr.html' title=''/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-6799282169491741365</id><published>2007-05-28T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:06:47.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/354780498_3fc454e03e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/354780498_3fc454e03e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANG ALAMAT NG CRABS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;THE SECRET BEHIND PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK.&lt;/strong&gt; (in connection with my previous blog re: Hell of a summer in gensan, yes, I watched the movie alone..again! putek! it's now three movies in a row!) So I watched pirates... the STANDING-ROOM-because-everyone-else-is-talking-about-it MOVIE. Dang! I expected a lot from the last movie of the "greaaat" trilogy... But sad to say, I was rather disappointed. Sure, there's this wonderfully and marvelously good special effects, cinematography, casting, and all other whatevers for a typical box-office hit movie. The one element that caused my disappointment from the movie was.... its STORY LINE. It was a mess! It was all wrecked and sewn in tupsy-turvy. As the movie progressess, its complexity becomes more complex (ahahaha! bago yun ah! complex complexity!) There were loads of twists and turns. It was so whatever that in the end, my face was like : BLANK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Even though I was perplexed by the movie's complexity... I uncovered the secret behind the Pirates of the Carribean 3. The true essence of the Movie... The story behind it all! Yes, and I will reveal it in this blog! And you're lucky because you're reading this now! Just promise me one thing... Don't ever tell anyone what you will know because the Pirates of the Carribean producers would sue me if they found out it unveiled their secret and posted it in this blog. Because they intend that people must discover this secret by themselves. So here it is... are you ready? Really? Ok, Enough of this crap! The story behind Pirates of the Carribean 3 is... &lt;strong&gt;ANG ALAMAT NG CRABS &lt;/strong&gt;(The origin of Crabs) Yes, you've read it right... It's about the origin of those diabolic and devlish crabs that sliced my finger while we were in Costa! The Alamat of the crabs started ever since Part I- the curse of the black pearl and so as with Part II-the Dead Man's chest. During the time when great pirate voyages were rampant, there were no crabs at all, only stone demons- which, is an ancestor of the crabs. They are white and round... When they wake up, these stone demons have features similar to that of the modern-day crabs. They have this bi-valves that can slice anyone...they have these antenna eyes...and those creepy "spider-like" legs. However, they spend there lives more of as a stone. They only become "alive" when a great Goddess will summon them. These ancestral stone demons can be best seen in the movie when Calibso called upon them to help witty Jack move the Black Pearl. So what's it connection with the Alamat ng crabs? NOTHING! It's just that they have thesame features with that of a crab. OK, so the events in the first two pirate movies were perfectly planned so that the birth of crabs will come! I mean, the meeting of all the characters, the conflict between pirates and the long-haired guys (are those french people?), Davy Jones, Calibso, Elizabeth Schwan, everything! It was a great divine plan for the crabs. So, In the third movie, in the scence when the pirate lords released Calibso from her human imprisonment, (By the way, I was so amazed to see a black goddess! firts time in the history of movies! she was like those dolls called Cabbage Patch!) the goddess, knowing that Davy Jones betrayed her, was sooo angry!!!! She was soo pissed that she disintegrated into tiny, hard, "shelly" sea-animal... And that was the birth of these creatures! TEEDAN! and that was the alamat of the crabs- the secret behind the pirates of the carribean 3 movie! yoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-THE END-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By the way, they named it &lt;strong&gt;CRABS&lt;/strong&gt; because it rhymes with &lt;strong&gt;CALIBSO&lt;/strong&gt; (Crap! I'm getting really stupid!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-6799282169491741365?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6799282169491741365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=6799282169491741365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6799282169491741365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/6799282169491741365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/ang-alamat-ng-crabs-secret-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/354780498_3fc454e03e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-1788212281867833155</id><published>2007-05-24T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:07:30.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer crisis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELL.&lt;/strong&gt; Eat me summer! I couldn't quite grasp the concept on how the people in gensan could have some fun. I mean, in Davao, my feet could get all painful and my thigh muscle could get that bigger because of walking and walking in SM, or any other places. Whenever I go there, my friends are out- having fun. I could just simply text any Paragon and poof! there's a party! It has always been like that... that's why I'd love to be in that freakingly wonderful place! when I was in manila, same is also true. I'd just text anyone whose in manila, and we'll meet each other in any malls; even though, we are like far far away from each other. Like Pasay and Marikina. Fun in davao/manila is just a text away! But in this "town/city" called gensan, everyone seems to be hiding in their houses. Come on, gensan is just a small place... Going from one place to another is just one ride with a tricycle... and there's only one place to go...yep, KCC. I really don't understand if it's the heat of gensan or the bomb threats (kidding!) that keeps people from going out of their dumb houses. oh! wait! I know the reason... it's the people! yep, the boring people... I hate to say this, but it's true... My efforts of texting and offering hang-outs are all in vain! No one ever seems to be in the mood. Ampf! Oh well, it's alot better for me to go to the mall ALONE and watch movie ALONE than spending it with boring people! Don't worry Ceejay... You'll be out here for good...soon! By then, I'd have to say goodbye to the boredom of the place. I'm glad I wont study here in gensan. I can't imagine how miserable my life would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to fly and leave one hell of a summer in gensan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-1788212281867833155?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1788212281867833155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=1788212281867833155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/1788212281867833155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/1788212281867833155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer-crisis.html' title='summer crisis!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-3549728968492013831</id><published>2007-05-17T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:07:54.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP diliman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matatapang...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matatalino...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walang takot..kahit kanino...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hinding-hindi magpapahuli...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ganyan kaming mga taga-UP!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(after the cheer, meron dapat woooo!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! UP DILIMAN! I was there last week! And tell you what, it was one heck of a ride! Up diliman was sooo fun! Kakapagod nga lang talaga ang enrollment pero masaya. Tapos, the FOP was WOOHOO!!!!! lingaw kaayu! The funny emcees... the dance (hehe)... the MASSCOMM intermission (grabe! namatay ako sa kakatawa!)... the UP PEP SQUAD! Now, I can really feel that the fiery maroon and green are taking over my veins! I think I was born to become an ISKO! (pangit pakinggan no?) There are only three things i hated when i went to UP: (1) The distance between one building from another is like a thousand miles (oa!) pero, pramis bai! layu kaayu! sige lang kami lakad... eh si glenn pa naman, sasabihing...malapit lang... ayun! ang layu-layu pala! hay glenn, taga-bukid jud! waha! (2) The people are sooo TAGALOG PARE! siyempre, manila un eh! ganun talaga un! pero, bahala sila! magbisaya mi hantud sa taman! waha! (3) KALAYAAN CITY JAIL! yeap, you've read it right... the kalai dorm was nothing compared to the dorm in pisay... pero bahala na... marami namang nagsasabi MASAYA daw ang buhay KALAI! (yey! -sarcastic tone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-3549728968492013831?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3549728968492013831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=3549728968492013831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/3549728968492013831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/3549728968492013831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/up-diliman.html' title='UP diliman'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-656504939501294945</id><published>2007-05-10T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:59:30.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nasa up akO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! nasa up ako ngayon! grabe kalaki! makalipong... bukas na enrollment namen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-656504939501294945?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/656504939501294945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=656504939501294945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/656504939501294945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/656504939501294945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/nasa-up-ako.html' title='nasa up akO!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-8078514663206110168</id><published>2007-05-06T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:08:16.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Long Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very looo0ong Sunday for me... I have to wake up around 9:00 in the morning (for me, this is very early already *it rhymes) then, maliligo, tapos...bibihis, tapos...kakain. I thought we'll be going to church. But I went with my mother sa grocery... tapos, we went to the airport to fetch SOME PEOPLE. Suprisingly, nakita ko si KAYE at EJ sa airport!!! buti pa sila at pupunta na sila sa manila! Ge lang, hahabol ako this Wednesday! wahaha. Ne ways, nakit ako rin si Chiz Escudero and guess who? pati na rin ang kanyang kambal na si Bamboo! Pramis! Silang dalawa! It was quite coincidental though kasi una naming nakita si chiz tapos...we were saying, "Uy! si Bamboo!" Without us knowing andun din pala si Bamboo! Natawa talaga ako. After sa airport we went in the Church. Tapos nun, sa Phela kami to attend SOME POLITICKING of SOME PEOPLE. I met old, old, old friends... Haha. I was sort of reunion for us. Mga 10 pm na natapos ang SOME POLITICKING of SOME PEOPLE. Eh, Mommy and Daddy wants to have coffee sa Fagioli with SOME FRIENDS. At hayun... mga 12:00 md na nga kami nakauwi sa bahay. Pagkatapos bihis at internet... Zap! natulog agad ako! Ang haba ng day no? At, whatever masyado ang blog post ko na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something different from my typical summer day... Kasi, heto na naman ako, stucked sa bahay at sa computer! ***nasunog ang niluluto ko!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-8078514663206110168?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8078514663206110168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=8078514663206110168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8078514663206110168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8078514663206110168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-2828079347446060745</id><published>2007-05-04T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:59:20.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pinoytravelblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/07/UP%20Oblation-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://www.pinoytravelblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/07/UP%20Oblation-6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anong meron sa buhay PEY-UPS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See? wala pa akong idea for now. Di ko pa alam kung anong meron sa &lt;b&gt;COLLEGE LIFE. &lt;/b&gt;One thing's for sure... &lt;b&gt;UP DILIMAN &lt;/b&gt;baybeh! Basta, when the time comes, I'll fill this up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-2828079347446060745?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2828079347446060745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=2828079347446060745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2828079347446060745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/2828079347446060745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-8440249127809258749</id><published>2007-05-04T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T06:45:10.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Sepia-toned Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V7v6OIBDj-I/RjsuAqMcmNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E8lv7MIMwzQ/s1600-h/sepiap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V7v6OIBDj-I/RjsuAqMcmNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E8lv7MIMwzQ/s400/sepiap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060689195142256850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Sepia-toned life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The tone of humanity...&lt;br /&gt;Painted in shades of brown...&lt;br /&gt;Portraying life's simplicity...&lt;br /&gt;Captured memories...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sepia-toned life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Char!NagpakaEmo ako sa aking buhay! pagpasensyahan nio na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-8440249127809258749?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8440249127809258749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6948776605119968135&amp;postID=8440249127809258749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8440249127809258749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/8440249127809258749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/sepia-toned-life.html' title='.Sepia-toned Life.'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V7v6OIBDj-I/RjsuAqMcmNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E8lv7MIMwzQ/s72-c/sepiap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6948776605119968135.post-7052169103409656570</id><published>2007-05-02T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:09:03.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios pisay...adios paragons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_V7v6OIBDj-I/Rjrx3qMcmLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XgHk4HQEfMY/s1600-h/yahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060623069825767602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_V7v6OIBDj-I/Rjrx3qMcmLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XgHk4HQEfMY/s400/yahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I'm quite melancholic at the moment. I still have this sort of "hang over" from the happenings in the last two days. Yep, the last days of my pisay life... the last days of my youthful High school life... the last days of the paragons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day. &lt;/b&gt;The last link in our chain of memories. The day we've all been waiting for. Every bit of emotions were mixed and stirred... Some were happy, some were sad... while others cant explain the feelings they have for the moment. Well, i really cannot discern if the momentum was right. Honestly, I was about to cry... I was in deep pain. I can remember my other batch mates saying, &lt;i&gt;sana paggising natin bukas, freshmen field day ulet&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Graduation Ball.&lt;/b&gt; One of the best nights in my life. No one was emo... everyone was in a party mode. Everyone was exchanging laughs and hugs. I was euphoric the whole time... until, something happened. Oh, scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Last day.&lt;/b&gt; This was officially our last day. Many took pictures, many asked for cellphone numbers, and all... Everyone exchanged goodbyes... I was bringing my bag and walked towards the gate and as I glanced into Pisay's glamor and majesty, I can't help to make my eye teary. I went to the guardhouse and for the last time, I signed in the log book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Nazareth, Christian james &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log.out:&lt;/b&gt; March 30, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Log.in:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destination:&lt;/b&gt; The outside world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my trip to the bus terminal, everyone was texting emo stuffs. I even wished that the traffic lights would forever be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:red;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... i did not long to see it turning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Well, I said to myself, &lt;i&gt;life must go on&lt;/i&gt;... But still, there are memories that attaches me to the past. Yes, life must surely go on... but pisay will forever live in me... the paragons will forever be tattooed in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adios&lt;/i&gt; for now... See you soon paragons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6948776605119968135-7052169103409656570?l=sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7052169103409656570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6948776605119968135/posts/default/7052169103409656570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepia-tonedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/adios_02.html' title='Adios pisay...adios paragons!'/><author><name>ceejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02847110176000698793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_V7v6OIBDj-I/Rjrx3qMcmLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XgHk4HQEfMY/s72-c/yahoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
