<?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-7995462400612473120</id><updated>2011-07-14T15:30:04.882+08:00</updated><category term='me'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='hued-destiny'/><category term='manga'/><category term='news'/><category term='software'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='internet'/><category term='webmistressy'/><category term='layouts'/><category term='anime'/><category term='music'/><category term='tv'/><category term='events'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='school'/><category term='affiliations'/><category term='la corda doro'/><category term='static pages'/><category term='like-like'/><title type='text'>Meisatsu // My Insights</title><subtitle type='html'>Meisatsu is a Japanese word meaning 'insight.' This is the place where I store mine.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-6547326128410443904</id><published>2009-10-15T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:42:50.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Get To Know Thy Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get To Know Thy Self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open this website : &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take the Personality Quiz (it's VERY short and easy, really)&lt;br /&gt;3. Copy Paste the result to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might[meet] that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My reaction to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No complaints. Does sound like me. Was surprised by what I was afraid of though. Didn't expect that. Well.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-6547326128410443904?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx' title='Get To Know Thy Self'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/6547326128410443904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=6547326128410443904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6547326128410443904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6547326128410443904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-to-know-thy-self.html' title='Get To Know Thy Self'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8917252752807842584</id><published>2009-07-11T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:47:19.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Solar Eclipse on July 22 &amp; Mayon may erupt soon</title><content type='html'>The partial eclipse will be witnessed in several parts of the Philippines including Metro Manila, Calayan Island, Laoag City, Tuguegarao City, Baguio City, Angeles City in Pampanga, Puerto Princesa in Palawan, Lucena City, Naga City, Iloilo, Cebu, Zamboanga, Sulu, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Davao&lt;/span&gt; and General Santos City. PAGASA said the eclipse will start in Metro Manila at exactly 8:33:01 a.m. The eclipse's full visibility will be seen at 9:43 a.m. and will end at 11:01:51 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing Yahoo! News Philippines when I saw that (well... every now and then I feel like it xD). Hope we get to see the eclipse at Davao though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original news: &lt;a href="http://ph.news.yahoo.com/abs/20090710/tph-philippines-to-witness-solar-eclipse-8061bf7.html"&gt;Philippines to witness solar eclipse on July 22&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side news, Mt. Mayon may erupt soon. For more details: &lt;a href="http://ph.news.yahoo.com/afp/20090710/tap-philippines-volcano-5cc1ef8.html"&gt;Philippines warns Mayon volcano may erupt soon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... now that I think of it. The second news seems more significant.. I hope there won't be many casualties if ever and aid would be easy to come by. On the plus side, a volcano erupting will make the soil more fertile. But then again, what use is that for those who no longer have the equipment to farm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8917252752807842584?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ph.news.yahoo.com/abs/20090710/tph-philippines-to-witness-solar-eclipse-8061bf7.html' title='Solar Eclipse on July 22 &amp; Mayon may erupt soon'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8917252752807842584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8917252752807842584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8917252752807842584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8917252752807842584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/07/solar-eclipse-on-july-22-mayon-may.html' title='Solar Eclipse on July 22 &amp; Mayon may erupt soon'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2380721654552769049</id><published>2009-06-24T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:18:34.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Restraint</title><content type='html'>I want to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to read....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to read manga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mustn't--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our RD tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our RD the day after tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for our RD the day after the day after tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:') &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frustration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to do something but I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; because I'm not supposed to -- something else needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my immediate attention&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from the rebellious side of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is my bane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2380721654552769049?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2380721654552769049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2380721654552769049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2380721654552769049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2380721654552769049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/06/restraint.html' title='Restraint'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-37231166181880779</id><published>2009-06-19T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:41:11.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Pandora Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sjuuzbp_kMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HUhSgarLiaQ/s1600-h/i55664.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sjuuzbp_kMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HUhSgarLiaQ/s200/i55664.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349061181053046978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From  &lt;!--g_gen--&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/groups.html?id=109" title="Click for group info"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Storm in Heaven&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--g_gen_end--&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oz Bezarius, heir to one of the duke houses, has just turned fifteen. His life is rich and carefree, darkened only by the constant absence of his father. At his coming-of-age ceremony, however, everything changes. For no reason that he can discern, he's cast into the prison known as the "Abyss", only to be saved by a "chain" known as Alice, the bloodstained black rabbit. Why was he cast into Abyss, how does Alice factor into it all, and what does the organization known as "Pandora" want with him...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the day I discovered this manga! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I've caught myself checking out the new recorded Releases at MangaUpdates and happened to find this I-really-really-want-to-read Shounen manga. What!? I don't just read shoujo you know! It's good to have a change of pace every once in a while ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 but already shrewd and charismatic, that's Oz for ya-- the mangaka sure knows how to make a character admirable! (~for my tastes anyway) It doesn't seem unrealistic despite his age considering his background and lineage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really-really like Gil! Oh yeah, I really-really like Oz too -- uh... is this what you call two-timing? *_* But it's so not cool to smoke you know... It looks cool but it's not. Ah, I'm self-contradicting again LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's shounen it still has some traces of sweetness here and there so I guess the girly me is satisfied (she won't be making this otherwise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Break and co. were introduced I couldn't help but think that I might also love the supporting characters in this series, just like how I adore Tsubasa and co. in Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... *adds to reading list* Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out ok? (Uh... If you want *_*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-37231166181880779?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=9709' title='Pandora Hearts'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/37231166181880779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=37231166181880779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/37231166181880779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/37231166181880779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/06/pandora-hearts.html' title='Pandora Hearts'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sjuuzbp_kMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HUhSgarLiaQ/s72-c/i55664.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2670801365869757602</id><published>2009-06-17T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:21:29.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>X-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sjjfqtdyx8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gmp0b2EDhyk/s1600-h/i37490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sjjfqtdyx8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gmp0b2EDhyk/s200/i37490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348270482354522050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Tokyopop:&lt;br /&gt;It's senior year, and Rica is seriously stressed out. She's got more homework, exams, and papers than she can handle, and was recently dumped by her boyfriend. In other words: Life sucks! One day, she's chatting online when she meets three classmates who hate school as much as she does. Together, they hatch a plan to blow up the school when no one is present. The countdown is on for X-Day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured in this manga is a side story called &lt;i&gt;The Last Supper&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry! I just couldn't find the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; in me to ignore a manga about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blowing up the school&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The ending was a bit ambiguous (I thought? Huh? Tapos na pala.) But it was well worth the read. LOL. I couldn't help but think their reasons were shallow but mine are shallower so I get it xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended for anyone else who wants to blow up the school! Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I have no intention of blowing up anything just in case you're curious. (Well... Some people might get the wrong idea you know *_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Polaris is pretty cool. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2670801365869757602?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=2411' title='X-Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2670801365869757602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2670801365869757602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2670801365869757602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2670801365869757602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-day.html' title='X-Day'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sjjfqtdyx8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gmp0b2EDhyk/s72-c/i37490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-328876370444227832</id><published>2009-06-11T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:40:17.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Devil and Her Love Song (Manga)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SjEOMRLmDaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ftyn89fJWlQ/s1600-h/i54097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SjEOMRLmDaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ftyn89fJWlQ/s200/i54097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346069836598742434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;!--g_gen--&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/groups.html?id=135" title="Click for group info"&gt;&lt;u&gt;StarryHeaven&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--g_gen_end--&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Touzuka High School is a public school with a pretty low grade point average. One day, a girl who has been expelled from the state’s top school, St. Katria Girls’ School, transfers in…her name is Kawai Maria. The reason for her expulsion was “violence against the teacher.” Because of her non-adorned, straight comments, Maria starts to become isolated from her class… What is hidden in her past and what will happen to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely NOT your typical shoujo manga. I'm impressed at how different this manga is from the rest. Okay... okay, plot is pretty common. Girl gets bullied, guys step in but no -- they don't really help that much. And it's been 13 chapters but still the heroine is having problems with her classmates (yup! the 13 chapters were about their problems too). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad idea&lt;/span&gt; to imitate the main character, Kawai Maria, in real life but I definitely admire her perception and frankness -- which the rest of the class don't. After transferring to Touzuka, she is eventually dubbed, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devil Mari&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think I've ever disliked a teacher before as much as I dislike Maria's new teacher. His really mean... and irresponsible. Maria's classmates are jerks too. Looks like I'm responding to Toumori-sense's supporting characters -- that's a good thing of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally Maria's fan now! I guess I can talk like this because I'm not the target of her words -- her knife-like yet honest words -- but I really like her... I don't think I would mind being friends with someone whose brutally honest but genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another love triangle ~ I'll quote what another shoujo manga-reader said "There's no such thing as cliche when it comes to shoujo manga!" The first guy to fall into the "devil's (Maria's) trap" gives me the impression of someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsundere&lt;/span&gt; (mean in the surface but actually a nice guy ~ just look it up at wikipedia for more details). His name is Meguro Shin. He doesn't like attention but comes through when things get rough for Maria. At the surface, he acts like he doesn't care but it's funny how he goes out of his way to help her. He tries not to stand out but is good at english, said to be from his experience abroad. He also smokes (minus points!) Uhm! Here's a plus I like in particular ~ He noticed how Maria can give the guy, particularly Yuusuke, the wrong idea (i.e. via praise) when she tries to be "lovely" or nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other guy's name is Kanda Yuusuke. I'll have to say that he's pretentiously kind, though he really is kind and strong (emotionally or whatever you call it). His name, Yuu = kind, so in a way, his own name urges him to be nice to the point he's not so sure anymore if he genuinely is. I couldn't help but laugh when Maria saw through him on day 1. He's popular, friendly, sociable and is good friends with Shin. I'd say that what I like most about him is his social skills. He taught Maria to be "lovely" (though not how to do it properly) and to mend her speech a little (though she doesn't seem to have taken to heart that advice seriously *lol*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Maria sings really well. Maybe that's where "her love song" of the title came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-328876370444227832?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=11243' title='Devil and Her Love Song (Manga)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/328876370444227832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=328876370444227832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/328876370444227832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/328876370444227832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/06/devil-and-her-love-song-manga.html' title='Devil and Her Love Song (Manga)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SjEOMRLmDaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ftyn89fJWlQ/s72-c/i54097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-526255512156111334</id><published>2009-06-06T20:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:10:55.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Start of Classes -- Moved because of Swine Flu!</title><content type='html'>It's OFFICIAL guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokenshire College start of class is on June 15, not 8! The start of my 3rd Year BSN has been moved from June 8 to June 15 next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edited @ 10:51 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd be surprise at what you learn from reading the news. I did not expect that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the increase of swine flu cases in the country, Philippines, caused the postponement of classes from June 8 to June 15&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bit of the news from The Wall Street Journal (June 6, 2009):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Philippine officials have postponed the start of college classes on concerns over the rising number of swine flu cases in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippines Department of Health has now reported &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33 swine flu cases&lt;/span&gt;, and all have shown mild symptoms. The country has the most number of swine flu cases in Southeast Asia according to the World Health Organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The postponement of classes until June 15 will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give foreign students who come from countries with swine flu cases time to self-quarantine&lt;/span&gt;, Emmanuel Angeles, chairman of the Commission on Higher Education, which oversees colleges and universities, told DZBB radio.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The move followed the discovery that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three students – including two Japanese – were infected with the virus at Manila's De La Salle University&lt;/span&gt;. (The Wall Street Journal, June 6, 2009) [Emphasis mine]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For the full article, click this blog's post link or this: &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB124427526422991313.html?mod=googlenews_wsj"&gt;Swine Flue Cases Still Rising - WSJ.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Just in case you're interested: I found that news via &lt;a href="http://news.google.com/"&gt;Google News&lt;/a&gt;, that is, news.google.com . What? Didn't figure me as the news reading type did ya? ;D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-526255512156111334?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://online.wsj.com/article/SB124427526422991313.html?mod=googlenews_wsj' title='Start of Classes -- Moved because of Swine Flu!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/526255512156111334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=526255512156111334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/526255512156111334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/526255512156111334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/06/start-of-class-moved.html' title='Start of Classes -- Moved because of Swine Flu!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2585632581051078020</id><published>2009-05-02T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:46:04.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>The World God Only Knows (Manga)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SfxcUDEEu_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/29X4jERMNio/s1600-h/twgok.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SfxcUDEEu_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/29X4jERMNio/s200/twgok.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331237558389357554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katsuragi Keima is known on the net as the god of getting the girls while in real life he’s known as otamegane and he hates all real girls. However he is approached by Elsee, a devil from hell, to help her in catching runaway spirits that hide in people. Apparently the spirits only hide in the hearts of girls and the only way to get the souls out is by making the girl fall in love so the spirit gets forced out. And he’s not allowed to fail or he will lose his head. (description from mangaupdates.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love~ manga with smart guys and problem solving (if that's what it's called). For those of you not familiar with this series, other manga I categorize as having "the same smell" (forgive the poor use of idiom please xD) are Detective Conan, Liar Game, and Death Note. For me in this case, the similar smell comes from the "smart guy." ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My excitement from reading this manga was rekindled by the release of the latest scanlation, chapter 37. It's been a -quite- a while since Keima-kun tried to capture a spirit. This time's target is Keima's class' teacher-in-training, Nagase sensei. *spoilers ahead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Keima-kun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The process you need to go through to get the teacher genre is annoying and doesn't produce enough for the "fruis of your labour." Just what is the appeal of a title like 'weak teacher?!!' What's wrong with them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In another page) &lt;b&gt;"Love with teachers is futureless."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, Keima-kun does not like teacher GAL game characters. When he found out that the next target was a teacher (It wasn't directly stated in c37 but by his motions... It's just my interpretation) he wanted to approach the teacher "not as a student" because as a student, it would be difficult. However, he was surprised when Nagase sensei approached him herself. Elsee hit the mark when she attributed Nagase sensei's behavior Keima-kun's being "a problem student."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, considering Keima-kun's intellect, it's only a matter of time till he uses his "problem student" status as the means to capture the teacher-in-training's heart. This reminds me of Gokusen and GTO (Great Teacher Onizuka)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to chapter 38!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2585632581051078020?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=27467' title='The World God Only Knows (Manga)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2585632581051078020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2585632581051078020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2585632581051078020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2585632581051078020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-god-only-knows-manga.html' title='The World God Only Knows (Manga)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SfxcUDEEu_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/29X4jERMNio/s72-c/twgok.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2222821200804894644</id><published>2009-04-18T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:28:05.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Liar Game chapter 65-67</title><content type='html'>(Note: This is not a lesbian speech.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good girls are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good and gullible girls are vulnerable and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, gullible-turn-smart girls are amazing and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I'm starting to love Nao-chan of Liar Game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spoilers alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lied to Fukunaga in chapter 66 to fulfill her "heartfelt desire to help the 3" in the Western Army, as said by Akiyama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the end justify the means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao-chan lied but for the sake of other people. Hmmm.... I remember my high school religion teacher telling me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the end doesn't justify the means&lt;/span&gt;. A lie is a lie and it is bad even if it's end is for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I'm still fluctuating between believing my teacher or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you read LIAR GAME chapter 65-67!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2222821200804894644?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://n-u-l-l.net/' title='Liar Game chapter 65-67'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2222821200804894644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2222821200804894644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2222821200804894644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2222821200804894644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/04/liar-game-chapter-65-67.html' title='Liar Game chapter 65-67'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1472323812595838673</id><published>2009-04-11T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:45:58.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Cut Lip</title><content type='html'>When I overheard my sister talking on the phone (to mom I think) about our female household helper (FHH) getting bitten by Moomooie, my sister's male dog, I thought they were worrying about Rabies. However, seeing our FHH's cut lip made me feel more uncomfortable than seeing a man's intestines and I have seen a live man's intestines before in the a hospital's operating room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Napahak ang iyahang lips...&lt;/span&gt; I estimated 2 (l x w x h) 1in x 1/2mm x 1/2mm cuts on her upper lip. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parang V na hiwalay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nahatian daw talaga yung isa. &lt;/span&gt;Uncomfortable... very uncomfortable... that's how seeing those fresh wounds makes me feel. If it was on TV I wouldn't even bother posting about it, however, real life is all to real. There's a part of me that doesn't want to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the dog's excuse was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh... This is part of the reason why I don't play with dogs often esp. Moo who is for the greater part of a year stuck in a cage. This is why I don't want to commit to any pets anymore. Cats, I can feed them but dogs... No, no way. I'll not adopt one and let him live in a cage and only let out during holidays. Furthermore, no matter how long they've been with you (almost 2 years na si Moie) they will always possess their sharp teeth and claws. If I was our FHH, I would've cried by now. A few minutes ago FHH, accompanied by my mom and sister, went to the hospital to get treated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1472323812595838673?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1472323812595838673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1472323812595838673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1472323812595838673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1472323812595838673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/04/cut-lip.html' title='Cut Lip'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-495180289964721841</id><published>2009-04-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:40:59.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Liar Game (Manga)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sdcxuq2p7jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8wzqmbe23n0/s1600-h/Liar+Game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sdcxuq2p7jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8wzqmbe23n0/s200/Liar+Game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320776162608803378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! You are one of the 1 in 100,000 people who have been entered in the amazing LIAR GAME TOURNAMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the postcard there are 100 million yen in notes. That's the beginning of the Liar Game. When the game ends, in 30 days, you will have to return your 100 million. If your opponent steals them, he can keep them as a prize, and you will have a debt of 100 million...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically what Liar Game is all about.&lt;br /&gt;Every week &lt;a href="http://mangatraders.com/"&gt;Manga Traders&lt;/a&gt;, a really great site to download free manga scanlations from, chooses one manga from it's collection and features it on the front page of the site. Every once in a while, I check out this featured manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret checking out Liar Game. In fact, I LOVE IT! Akiyama reminds me of L, the world's #1 detective in the manga Death Note. Brilliant! It's an exciting manga, lots of suspense and unexpected occurrences. When I finished reading till the latest chapter (I just couldn't stop!), I was a tad surprised that Liar Game and Death note were not written by the same mangaka (or manga artist). But then again, I've only watched the anime of Death Note. I'd like to read the manga someday. After Parfait Tic!, I didn't expect to find another manga to add to &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/mylist.html?id=127601&amp;amp;list=read"&gt;my manga reading list&lt;/a&gt; this soon. Liar Game interested me so much that I finished reading (alright... I sort of skimmed through the chapters I didn't understand) volume 1 - volume 6 chapter 62 in less than 8 hours and within that time I also ate breakfast, lunch and had breaks. The last part is because of &lt;a href="http://www.workrave.org/welcome/"&gt;Workrave&lt;/a&gt; which stops me from going overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're probably wondering.. who is that orange haired girl wearing a red turtle-neck dress and a crucifix necklace? She's Nao, a name meaning honest, and she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; "foolishly honest" besides being gullible and clumsy. For some reason, she receives a notice from the Liar Game Tournament (LGT) office and takes part in the game. Will she stay honest? Or will she can her values for money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to check out this series! If you like Death Note. Detective Conan, mysteries or puzzles -- you'll love Liar Game. You can download all the releases from &lt;a href="http://n-u-l-l.net/"&gt;Null&lt;/a&gt;. Check out their project page. You should see Liar Game from there, it's logo is that of 2 little angels and is situated at the upper right corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-495180289964721841?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=3296' title='Liar Game (Manga)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/495180289964721841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=495180289964721841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/495180289964721841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/495180289964721841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/04/liar-game-manga.html' title='Liar Game (Manga)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/Sdcxuq2p7jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8wzqmbe23n0/s72-c/Liar+Game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2536059192084636435</id><published>2009-03-27T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:43:04.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Hateful 2x</title><content type='html'>I hate admitting...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate admitting it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I also like the music that-guy likes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hateful, hateful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah... I know this resentment is uncalled for, silly, whimsical and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pointless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a scorpio with a great deal of self control. Ah... why succumb to this defense mechanism?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some things in life I wish I'd just forget. What was Robin William's movie called again? The Cutter? *googled it* "The Final Cut." I sometimes wish I had that ability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but remember Tsuruga-san's words "another unecessary memory added."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2536059192084636435?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2536059192084636435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2536059192084636435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2536059192084636435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2536059192084636435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/hateful-2x.html' title='Hateful 2x'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4490876858658555603</id><published>2009-03-23T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:03:04.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>3rd Love Me Member!</title><content type='html'>The 3rd Love Me! Member is...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*TRUMPETS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHIORIN AMAMIYA!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished reading chapter 137 of my beloved manga, SKIP BEAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to finish reading it last week but due to missing pages.... *cough-cough* Good thing, I noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you believe that that mean girl actually joined Kyoko and Moko-san at the Love Me! section of LME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking that they would be best friends or something close after what happened, Kyoko and Chiorin I mean... after the I hate you incident. Chiorin really hated Kyoko because Kyoko was able to overcome the barrier the former wasn't able to when she was still a child actress -- Kyoko escaped the "Akari" phenomenon. She wasn't tied down by her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intense&lt;/span&gt; role Mio and was able to develop Natsu. Haha, you really won't get what I mean till you read the manga yourself. It's about showbiz. Kyoko, Chiorin and Moko are actresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But THIS DEVELOPMENT! Now there are 3 Love Me! members~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not expect it. SO COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(They all have a bad side to their personality though *rotfl*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but like the mangaka more and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skip Beat's mangaka is Yoshiki Nakamura. So cool....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(NOTE: Corrected Akari, changed to Chiorin. Can't believe I erred in writing her name the first time I published this post. xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4490876858658555603?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4490876858658555603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4490876858658555603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4490876858658555603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4490876858658555603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/3rd-love-me-member.html' title='3rd Love Me Member!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5571657695030794884</id><published>2009-03-20T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:09:58.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>I want a microphone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good microphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can practice voice acting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a graphics pad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a graphics pad (Okay! I want a good one too!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can try to draw using it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huh... Sometimes I can't help but wish I had my own job, a fully independent life... and money to buy the things that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things aren't looking good this semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If things were looking good... and my grades are high (or would be in the finals) then I would have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;courage to ask for the things I want. My mom would probably support the microphone and I always have my sister to help me get the graphics pad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh... My sun is setting. I don't want it to set. But it really needs too. I'm tired. Good things always end. This was bound to happen one of these days. I've known that for a long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad now I have the courage to look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5571657695030794884?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5571657695030794884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5571657695030794884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5571657695030794884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5571657695030794884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5913495477501514248</id><published>2009-03-17T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:12:45.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Further Tales</title><content type='html'>The title was inspired by reading "Emma Bangaihen" chapter 18 a few minutes ago. Emma and Mr William Jones are getting married *wedding bells*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to the real topic of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, BSN 2A, are no longer required to post in our online blogs.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Ma'am Charisse mentioned that a few of us posted outbursts regarding the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; blog posting (I'll no longer mention the names of the students). Personally, I really do not mind making posts in lieu of the final exams. I like blogging. I'd take blogging over exams any day. But the point now is, I wonder if my classmates would bother maintaining their blogs from now on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I want them to keep their blogs too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5913495477501514248?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5913495477501514248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5913495477501514248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5913495477501514248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5913495477501514248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/further-tales.html' title='Further Tales'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5103426249540600640</id><published>2009-03-13T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:04:26.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software'/><title type='text'>Cut Up Movie</title><content type='html'>I will now explain why our HC 2 movie about the Application of COPAR was cut up, not continuous, and was played within Windows Movie Maker (because it was never saved as a movie file).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's QUICK MEDIA CONVERTER'S fault! (Okay... it's my fault too for using it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The format the digicam saved our presentation is .mov and the format of the videos that ate Delia's cellphone records is .3gp. Now, MWMM (Microsoft Windows Movie Maker) cannot read .mov and .3gp. So I had to use QUICK MEDIA CONVERTER to convert the .mov and .3gp to .wmv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The process broke the videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why it wouldn't save or "Make Movie File."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same thing happened in our Philo 2 "Man &amp;amp; Love" presentation too. Then, I thought it was VideoSpin's fault. Sorry VideoSpin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh... Looks like I have to find a new video/media converter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5103426249540600640?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5103426249540600640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5103426249540600640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5103426249540600640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5103426249540600640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/cut-up-movie.html' title='Cut Up Movie'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2073282114016717224</id><published>2009-03-13T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:40:17.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Black Cats</title><content type='html'>What do you think of Black Cats?&lt;div&gt;A few minutes before I posted this, I black cat with a short tail passed by me. And there he goes again! Heading toward the A-building. I'm currently sitting on the chair outside the OSA. (Yeah I know... It's very late. It's Adobe Audition's fault. It took him 2 hours to download...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to have a black kitty when I was a kid. It died. I think it was because of poor environmental sanitation -- Gah! I'm starting to talk and think like a nurse! (&lt;- Isn't that a good thing?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also liked this anime Black Cat. I really like Train. I didn't like the ending of the anime though. It's too "this will never happen in real life." But I still really like Train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think black cats are bad luck. But I'm probably wrong if tomorrow when my groupmates in Lit 1 (for the Radio Drama "The Tragedy of King Lear" by William Shakespeare) receive a text from my sister saying "She can't come. She's in the hospital."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2073282114016717224?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2073282114016717224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2073282114016717224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2073282114016717224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2073282114016717224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/black-cats.html' title='Black Cats'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-9045847907875169296</id><published>2009-03-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:43:13.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like-like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Skip Beat &amp;#9829</title><content type='html'>Ren remembers Kyoko's smile and thinks:&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Another unecessary memory added.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ren (from Skip Beat, a manga I'm reading and looking forward to twice every month) has banned himself from loving people. "Not here. Not anywhere" was his answer when Kyoko, in Bo/chicken costume, asked why he can't fall in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ren is an actor. At first, I thought that was the reason behind the prohibition. However, later I also considered his &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hidden&lt;/span&gt; personality. Ren Tsuruga the actor is a gentleman, mild-mannered in speech, very patient, and a very talented, famous actor. Kuon... (forgot his last name xD)... is the "Emperor of the Night," as Kyouko refers to him anyway although she hasn't really seen and differentiated the real Ren from the mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm... I feel silly talking about a manga to people who don't read it. I love Skip Beat. I admire Kyouko Mogami. I really.... really admire Kyouko Mogami. I can relate to her... on how she feels like all her skills were obtained from trying to please people and never because she wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realized that I can also relate with Ren... on how he tries to hide his true personality. Yesterday I suddenly screamed at C***. I was surprised myself. I didn't know I had it in me. Of course I really regretted it afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also get confused by my feelings for the guy who once put "Lying is the most fun a girl can have" in his friendster song playlist. I admire him. I hate him. I don't want to love him. The "#" appears on my forehead whenever I remember the past I spent crushing on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like this post has gone from Skip Beat to my nonexistent love life xD.&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/7995462400612473120-9045847907875169296?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=376' title='Skip Beat &amp;#9829'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/9045847907875169296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=9045847907875169296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/9045847907875169296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/9045847907875169296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/skip-beat.html' title='Skip Beat &amp;#9829'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2615968372803247619</id><published>2009-03-08T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:51:00.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>3. Your most favorite book ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SbO-YwEVHmI/AAAAAAAAADk/RR60Qxf_kgA/s1600-h/Talisman1983Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SbO-YwEVHmI/AAAAAAAAADk/RR60Qxf_kgA/s200/Talisman1983Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310797718029147746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reaction pattern: To write “The Talisman (by Stephen King and Peter Straub)” next to “Favorite Book.”&lt;br /&gt;It’s always been that way. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolf is my favorite character. *cries*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Protect the herd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I really admire Jack Sawyer – to go through all of that to save his mom?&lt;br /&gt;And I also like Richard Sloan (though I can’t remember exactly why.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read The Talisman when I was in 3rd/4th year high school. I had to borrow it a couple of times because it had 600+ pages. It was the longest book I ever read from cover to cover. Maybe that’s why I take pride in writing it down as my favorite book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding recently published books favored:&lt;br /&gt;I also love The Twilight Series and The Inheritance Cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really looking forward to the 4th, not yet published, book of the Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2615968372803247619?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://charirhay.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-i-know.html' title='3. Your most favorite book ever'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2615968372803247619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2615968372803247619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2615968372803247619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2615968372803247619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-your-most-favorite-book-ever.html' title='3. Your most favorite book ever'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tij-XwNlzM/SbO-YwEVHmI/AAAAAAAAADk/RR60Qxf_kgA/s72-c/Talisman1983Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-6278797966120268251</id><published>2009-03-08T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:30:48.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Max 200</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;so, what do you think? compose a short essay (maximum of 200 words) about any one of the topics that caught your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The above is copied from &lt;a href="http://charirhay.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-i-know.html"&gt;Ma'am Charisse's Post&lt;/a&gt; that started the 15 suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careless.... So careless...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I missed that part!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I totally missed THAT most CRITICAL PART!&lt;br /&gt;And I've already made such &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; posts!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh......&lt;br /&gt;I said 15 earlier right?&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just make the rest limited to only 200 words. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;I just happen to be a prolific writer when enthused/interested by the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-6278797966120268251?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://charirhay.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-i-know.html' title='Max 200'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/6278797966120268251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=6278797966120268251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6278797966120268251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6278797966120268251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/max-200.html' title='Max 200'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-395143090731587108</id><published>2009-03-02T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:52:47.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>2. My Hobbies</title><content type='html'>Taking things too seriously is so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... I just felt like saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please read note at the end of this entry if you were offended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been interested in anime but only recently did I believe that I got myself a few &lt;em&gt;hobbies&lt;/em&gt;. I think it started during the first semester of second year. I was not dedicated enough or rich enough to afford one when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm free I go to the school's Internet Room to check out the latest manga. I have an account at Baka-Updates (&lt;a href="http://mangaupdates.com/"&gt;http://mangaupdates.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and I check it at least once every week. If I haven't removed it, there should be a link to my Manga List at the sidebar. I list down the manga I've read, currently reading and dropped as best as I could recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda an otaku. Anime and manga... I can go without sleep watching and reading them. Haha. People who don't know that I love manga and anime do not know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I occasionally go to Times Square to buy anime DVDs. Recently, I bought Jigoku Shoujo and Jigoku Shoujo 2. I'm up to the 38th episode of the former.. I think. I stopped because the DVD won't read. I also have DVDs of Detective Conan, Avatar and Black Cat stashed somewhere. Besides anime, I also watch koreanovelas and have a copy of They Kiss Again. When I find DVDs of It Started with a Kiss and Gakuen Alice (Alice Academy) that have good covers -- I'll probably buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to draw. I must be really bored because recently, my notebooks and photocopies are filled with scribbles. I scribble anything and oftentimes I don't even think about it anymore. Sometimes when I look back at my scribbles I wonder if I was really the one who drew it because it really doesn't make any sense. If Fine Arts was a financially prolific course, I might've pursued it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a graphics pad. Last year I saw one costing p1000 at NCCC mall. It was on the same day that I saw someone again after a long time and it was the first time after a long time did Car and I actually hang out. I couldn't help but feel like I didn't change much because my reaction pattern (after the meeting) was still the same. How... gah... I was gonna say kawaii coz I was thinking about Ren-sempai but who am I kidding? (&amp;lt;-- I partly don't care what people think of the last statement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Continuing about the graphics pad. It's mostly because I am interested in web designing. I want to have maximum control over the appearance of the layouts and graphics I made. You know there was a time when I drew a girl using a mouse, shadows and all -- Gosh it was so hard! I never want to do the same thing again. (&amp;lt;-- Though I went ahead and drew a guy next. I'm so insane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like making layouts and coding them... Seeing them gradually looking better... So... I want a graphics pad. It's on top of my wish list. Haha. My parents don't know that though. I sometimes wish I had my parents were oya-baka, doting parents, so they'll always have an idea of what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get a good book/e-book, I tend to immerse myself in it so much that I forget everything else. This is why it is a bad idea to give me books like Twilight or Eragon before exams. I might not study at all. Haha. The Twilight Series and the Inheritance Cycle are among my favorites. I also really liked the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. I want to reread Tom Sawyer and read Huckleberry Finn. I am very interested in Wuthering Heights but can't seem to make it through the 4th Chapter coz the writing style baffles me. I've read Veronica Decides to Die and Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho -- his writing style is really different from other authors. Huh... I guess those are a few of the books I've recently read. Oh... And I've often found myself typing "The Talisman by Peter Straub and Stephen King" whenever I'm asked for my favorite book. *wall cracks* I still can't get over Wolf. &lt;em&gt;The herd! Protect the herd!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... if you count writing as a hobby... I often write. It's not obvious coz I don't talk about it. Haha. My friends don't talk about it so I never get the chance to talk either. I know J** writes but she always forgets to bring her work from far away so we could read it. Anyways, I started keeping a diary when I was in grade 4. I don't know how he knew that I wanted one so I was pleasantly surprised and overjoyed when he gave me one at our exchange party. I can still remember looking for one before the exchange. I considered the freebie notebooks my parents had lying around and the ugly lock and key one they sold at the local mall. Haha.. I forgot to ask how he knew. Maybe he heard that I wanted one? Or I might've mentioned it to him then forgot? It'll be awkward to ask now since it happened a long time ago. Huh. Sometimes I can't help but wish I was a child forever. I felt misunderstood even then but everything was so simple. I miss it. Btw, if the reader of this post happens to know who "he" is or is "he" himself please don't misunderstand. I didn't write the name coz I don't think it would be appropriate to reference a real person when I'm using an alias. Furthermore, no implications are intended. We were children. I was very happy. I loved the gift and still do. Regarding the giver, I've never forgotten that we are friends. I hope he still knows that he can rely on me anytime. (&amp;lt;-- Gah! Did I just make this the longest paragraph or what?! And did this just turn into a flashback?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm not a very prolific writer and I've often neglected to write a diary for months and even years. I currently do not keep a hard copy because I prefer typing over writing by hand now. I remember having written only one story and I feel very silly because of it. I'd burn the story if it wasn't my first. I'd shred it if only I am not amused by my childish grammar and typhographical errors. Computers and laptops were out of my reach when I was in grade 4 so I typed it using a mechanical typewriter. Most of my writings are written thoughts... laments... rants... on my everyday life. The frequency of writing my thoughts earned me the skill to touch-type. That's also why I need to look before I can type special characters and numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a summary, here is the list of my current hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading Manga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Anime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drawing*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Web Designing*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading Books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing**&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And I am still not good at it. My knowledge is crude. I need to practice more. I have a lot of things to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You'll be surprised at how many people think I have good grammar and am good at formulating essays and such. Ah... recalled another silly memory. My grammar's not bad because I read a lot of fiction books when I was in elementary. They consisted of Nany Drew Mysteries and Goosebumps -- I adored such back then. However, if I reread those books now they would seem new to me. I do not read Tagalog love stories by the way just in case someone thought that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I really do? You know, have good grammar. If I don't... I want to have it. If you don't have time, make time. The plan to relearn English grammar is still just a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't be offended by the first statement of this post because that only refers to *me* I called myself pathetic because I was once again over-thinking the things to write in the "15 Suggestions." I tend to over-think things... I feel that I'm filled with pessimism because of past disappointments and I don't acknowledge it as I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-395143090731587108?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/395143090731587108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=395143090731587108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/395143090731587108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/395143090731587108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-my-hobbies.html' title='2. My Hobbies'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2621772677324504666</id><published>2009-02-27T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:54:14.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>1. My Childhood Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Shinbei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 y.o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambition: To be a teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- 2007 Almagan&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How.... nostalgic. I was 13, what would I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... You're wondering why I'm not an Education major right? It's not much of a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Grade 6 (12-13 y.o.) when our male adviser, Sir J***, said to the whole class something along the lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Wag kayong mag-teacher. Nakakapagod."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I seriously considered that comment. And eventually the I-want-to-be-a-teacher side of me lost against the rest. My new ambition in high school was I-want-to-be-a-doctor. At around 3rd year and 4th year it became I-want-to-be-a-nurse-then-a-doctor. Now that I am in college I-want-to-shift-to-IT-or-Computer-Engineering and I-want-to-be-a-Medical-Transcriptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to confuse you through the use of categorical syllogisms which we learned to formulate in our Philosophy 2 class under Sir L***:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dreams are not given up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinbei gave up wanting to be a teacher/doctor/nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, wanting to be a teacher/doctor/nurse is not Shinbei's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Then what is my dream?&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Persistent people are not inconsistent with their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinbei is inconsistent with her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, Shinbei is not persistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(... .... ....Uh... I really don't like admitting it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shinbei chose to take up BSN by her own free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who choose to take up BSN by their own free will really want to be a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, Shinbei wants to be a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(... ... ... ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If becoming a teacher Shinbei's precious dream, she won't let other people discourage her from pursuing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinbei let other people (her elementary adviser) discourage her from pursuing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, becoming a teacher is not Shinbei's precious dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Then... what was it?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memories of my childhood are once again... vague (regarding this sort of stuff). I think at one point I realized I &lt;em&gt;liked&lt;/em&gt; lecturing people and was happy when they understood what I was trying to say so I thought, &lt;em&gt;"Hey! Maybe I should be a teacher so I could lecture all the time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time when our Grade 6 adviser said those discouraging words I think the hidden message was "It's &lt;em&gt;stressful&lt;/em&gt; to be a teacher." I do not like stress. So I'm not at all surprised that the younger me just decided to change her mind (eventhough I still find it quite difficult to imagine how being a doctor would be less stressful because doctor is also very busy and even more stressed by the life-and-death thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Hmm... Maybe I should say it. The truth is when I was a kid I don't think I thought like other children did. (Everyone's unique so that statement's probably rather redundant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggle* Sorry. The memory tickled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my first crush' name. It started with a "T." No, I will not mention his full name here although I perfectly recall it -- even his big round eyes, bugs bunny teeth, tan skin, scrub-like haircut, 11th place rank (looks like brains mattered to me since I was a kid) and shorter-than-me height -- and I was called "putot" back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part was, I did not think he was my crush -- No, I did not even look at *any* guys in that light -- before I overheard some girls talking about their crushes. (Although by this time I think I was already &lt;em&gt;KYA~ING&lt;/em&gt; over Dennis of Ghost Fighter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is a crush? &lt;/em&gt;I wondered. I think I asked a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Frustrating... I can't remember what the exact lines of the conversation were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crush is a guy you like more than the others&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it took me just a few minutes to realize that I thought "T" was cute and the other boys were unappealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"T" is my crush then&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Okay... I know.. I know... I'm going back to the &lt;strong&gt;main topic&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe choosing my dream was a lot like choosing my crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to have one. Everyone else had one. I chose one that was most to my liking or the one that I disliked the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now that I'm older I sometimes resort to that &lt;em&gt;criteria.&lt;/em&gt; I can't help but think that my current crushes are nothing more than candy to my eyes -- someone to look for in the crowd... someone to look forward to... someone to keep me acting like everyone else... someone to daydream about when I'm feeling overwhelmed by everything else. But then again, a crush is just a crush. It's not like you're supposed to love them or something. Crush is kind of like admiration. I've only seen sunshine once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this post is pretty long already. Well, now you know what my childhood dream was. Don't think you can blackmail me with it though. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2621772677324504666?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2621772677324504666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2621772677324504666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2621772677324504666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2621772677324504666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-my-childhood-dream.html' title='1. My Childhood Dream'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8496070763978394310</id><published>2009-02-27T07:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:52:13.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>15 Suggestions</title><content type='html'>Yeah.... I know... It's so "not like me" to blog about other people's posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday Ma'am Charisse gave us her blog url and offered her latest post to assist us in making blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I know... It's soooo... &lt;em&gt;not li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ke me&lt;/em&gt; to take her advice and blog about the things she suggested. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list for those too lazy to go to &lt;a href="http://charirhay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ma'am Charisse's blog&lt;/a&gt; to check out the &lt;a href="http://charirhay.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-i-know.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; which started all of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Childhood Dream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Hobbies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your most favorite book ever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What I do when feel very sad or depressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Best Vacation I Ever Had&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Taste in Music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Television Character I Adore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Craziest Thing I Have Ever Done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The One Person I Love the Most&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I could live another life, I want to be...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Most Funnies Prank Played on Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Five things I want to Have Alone in the Beach for a Month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Idea of Fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can Trade this Part of My Life for Php100M&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talent (s) I Never Thought I had&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... want a challenge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOOOOO~&lt;/em&gt; I'm gonna blog about &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; on that list. I only *need* to make 6 entries for our CE 2 subject under Ma'am Charisse but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Sounds proud doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this post offline so by the time it'll be up in my blog... it's like... been a while... like.. 2 days later. But that shouldn't discourage you from commenting (Please! I beg of you!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I must be bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8496070763978394310?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://charirhay.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-i-know.html' title='15 Suggestions'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8496070763978394310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8496070763978394310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8496070763978394310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8496070763978394310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah.html' title='15 Suggestions'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5183783641902057637</id><published>2008-05-31T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:42.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Naruto Shippūden Chapter 402</title><content type='html'>Sasuke acted like such an idiot in today's latest Naruto Shippūden Chapter 402.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he'd "Crush Konoha." A declaration that totally contradicts his beloved brother Itachi's efforts to save Konoha and avoid war and conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was really infuriated to read Sasuke say that. I even called him "tanga" all throughout the night and I was talking to nobody in particular too -- just voicing it out to the surrounding air (my brother and my cousin, Macky, weren't active participants in my ranting). A little later on though, like right now, I'm kinda thinking that Sasuke just said that as a pretense -- a lot like what is brother Itachi did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you start thinking about it, having a spy (namely Sasuke) amongst the Akatsuki would make gathering information and defeating them much easier. I know Sasuke wants to defeat Akatsuki. After he heard from Madara that Itachi joined Akatsuki to watch over the organization, I'm sure that he now shares his brother's desire to maintain peace, avoid conflict and defeat Akatsuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda ashamed making my initial judgement about him. I can't believe I jumped to conclusions after trusting Natsume-kun in Gakuen Alice so much. I think at some points, Natsume-kun and Sasuke-kun are similar (but Sasuke's not a pervert ok!). Hmm... I believe... Sasuke has his reasons why he's doing this.... I trust him ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5183783641902057637?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.onemanga.com/Naruto/402/' title='Naruto Shippūden Chapter 402'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5183783641902057637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5183783641902057637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5183783641902057637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5183783641902057637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2008/05/naruto-shippuden-chapter-402_30.html' title='Naruto Shippūden Chapter 402'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3686856475593871013</id><published>2008-05-31T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:37:54.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Naruto: Shippūden the Movie</title><content type='html'>My brother and I watched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naruto:_Shipp%C5%ABden_the_Movie"&gt;Naruto: Shippūden the Movie&lt;/a&gt; this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was... rather interesting though it didn't really have much impact on me. Same as always, Naruto urges the other main character (who was a feminine priestess) that she decides her own destiny. It reminds me of the time Naruto-kun and Neji-san fought. Hmm, hmm... The priestess is named Shion and it is her duty to seal off the escaped demon Mouryu before he merges with his body. Sounds simple enough. Didn't figure I'd be confused at some points in the story. Like how Shion's foresight of the death of her protectors really mean and how the priestess and the demon are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good movie. At first I was unimpressed with the drawings due to lack of detail (Naruto's drawing to be specific) but eventually the drawings got better, it was alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3686856475593871013?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naruto:_Shipp%C5%ABden_the_Movie' title='Naruto: Shippūden the Movie'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3686856475593871013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3686856475593871013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3686856475593871013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3686856475593871013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2008/05/naruto-shippuden-movie.html' title='Naruto: Shippūden the Movie'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7957316109103034389</id><published>2008-05-27T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:38:42.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like-like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Just finished reading Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice) latest chapter (97)</title><content type='html'>I read it at &lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/page/manga/series/34/gakuen_alice/"&gt;Manga Fox&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be releasing chapter 98 on June 5, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;... chapter 99 on June 20 and chapter 100 on July 5 (can you sense the pattern?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll provide some links about Gakuen Alice in my static pages coz I obviously have FALLEN IN LOVE WITH THE SERIES. I'm so glad that they're already planning 15-year old versions (right now the characters are mostly 11 years old). I'm really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I don't really like it when the animes/mangas I love end. I don't sleep, I don't eat just to get the last chapter, episode or volume. Gakuen Alice is the first manga I wished to never end. I really love it. Natsume... Mikan... I love the pair. I realized after watching La Corda d'Oro that I'm not really in love with anyone. I've never fallen in love with anyone. I just fell in love with falling in love. The reason why I love anime love so much is because it's so innocent. So true. Yung nasa tv kasi, diba mga artista man yun? Hmm, hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's about time I wrote a review about Gakuen Alice so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GAKUEN ALICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NATSUME X MIKAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE RUKA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that sums it up. I especially loved chapter 38 and 49-51 (Natsume kissed Mikan in 49 xD SA LIPS HA! LIPS!!). Oh... I wish I'd have that kind of love story. I wish I'd meet my prince charming soon and not fall in love with being in love but rather with him instead. I really love the plot behind Gakuen Alice. It's so cool. Mikan Sakura... you're so cute!! Natsume is so bishounen and adorable! I love guys who do everything to protect the girl they love!! I love Natsume x Mikan!!!! I LOVE GAKUEN ALICE!!! I WANT TO READ MORE!! hearts-hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7957316109103034389?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mangafox.com/page/manga/series/34/gakuen_alice/' title='Just finished reading Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice) latest chapter (97)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7957316109103034389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7957316109103034389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7957316109103034389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7957316109103034389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-finished-reading-alice-academy_27.html' title='Just finished reading Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice) latest chapter (97)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-6283836668216910406</id><published>2008-05-26T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:38:42.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like-like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice)</title><content type='html'>Oh... I'm so glad I can finally catch up on watching Alice Academy. I remember seeing the ending of season 1 and I was so bitin from it. I'm so glad that there is a season 2 and there's a site where I can read the anime online (so happy ^_^). Here's the link to the site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/page/manga/series/34/"&gt;Manga Fox: Gakuen Alice Manga Series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, sigh.... Oh I'm so excited to read the manga where Natsume kissed Mikan (only heard about it so far). I also want to find out what Mikan's other alice is (I read someone say crunchyroll that she has 2 alices in the manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also about time that I made static pages here (for my own sake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts-hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-6283836668216910406?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/6283836668216910406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=6283836668216910406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6283836668216910406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6283836668216910406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2008/05/alice-academy-gakuen-alice_25.html' title='Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4819271581204001083</id><published>2008-05-25T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:38:42.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la corda doro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like-like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>La Corda d'Oro Primo Passo (The Golden String)</title><content type='html'>Oh!!! I just finished season 1 of La Corda d'Oro Primo Passo (The Golden String) or the other name for it Kin'iro no Corda -- which I always forget... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NABITIN AKO SA SEASON 1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susuko na sana ako sa paghahanap ng season ko until I found this posted by one of the members at the forums of La Corda D'oro in crunchyroll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FrHAWUh6o9o/SDmA9PUQSrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Y0XTewxY5bQ/s1600-h/af2acebb52a3c0_full.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FrHAWUh6o9o/SDmA9PUQSrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Y0XTewxY5bQ/s200/af2acebb52a3c0_full.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204332633975179954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! I want Len to finally confess his feelings to Kahoko!! In episode 26 kasi  (yung Summer Encore) Shizumi was even sweeter to Kahoko than Len! I don't think Kahoko even sensed that Len was thinking of her! So.... uhmm.. kinda annoying... haha. Kung tutuusing si Yunoki gud yung pinaka-romantic sa kanilang lahat. Next is Shimizu. Hihara-san is alright. Kyoutarou is ok but I'm not really a fan of his and Kahoko's paring. And I most certainly don't want Kahoko to end up with the teachers (although they are pretty good too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.... It made me think a lot about my love life... My Q... The Roys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I...? Really in love with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just in love with.. uhmm.. being in love. A lot like how Ryoutarou's ex-girlfriend was to him. Hmm... hmmm..... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better go to sleep now. My mom might start nagging me again. ^_^ LOVE.... so troublesome... yet so KAWAII (just found out that "kawaii" means cute xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: It's so rare that I find a TV series that I fall in love with... If this feeling lasts long... maybe I'll... count it as a fave... really... hearts-hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4819271581204001083?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4819271581204001083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4819271581204001083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4819271581204001083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4819271581204001083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-corda-d-primo-passo-golden-string.html' title='La Corda d&amp;#39;Oro Primo Passo (The Golden String)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FrHAWUh6o9o/SDmA9PUQSrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Y0XTewxY5bQ/s72-c/af2acebb52a3c0_full.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5756304701984466824</id><published>2007-10-11T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:28.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A sigh of RELIEF</title><content type='html'>After nearly a week's worth of worry, FINALLY, I got my clearance signed at the clinic.There's still a complication due to my missing files at the clinic but at least I got my clearance signed and things are looking up.I have to admit, it was a real bother and worrysome matter to take care of. You see, what happened was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school, Brokenshire College has a rule in regards with the dental certificate they give to new students upon their enrollment. You must not lose the dental certificate and present it in order to get your clearance signed after every semester. Unfortunately, I seemed to have misplaced or not gotten my dental certificate. I'm not sure what happened to my original copy! I remember myself thinking after the enrollment that I no longer have a dental certificate but... I also think that it's lost was due to my own carelessness. "Hindi ko talaga alam kung saan na napunta yung dental certificate ko!" They say that the clinic is very strict when it comes to the dental certificate. It must be present or else they would not sign your clearance. A classmate of mine once asked the attendants there what would happen if she lost her dental certificate, "Sabihin ba naman ng attendant na bahala na kayo, pinagsabihan na kayo na huwag walain, hindi ma-signan clearance niyo niyan." (Not the exact words pero that was the message!). I was really worried when I realized after searching through my stuff that my dental certificate wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tagalog naman, parang di ko kasi kayang mag-straight english now eh.)Sa sobrang pag-aalala ko, lumabas ang pagka-emotional eater ko. Grabe... mga php750 nang nagagastos ko sa pagkain these 1 1/2 weeks! Supposed to be, ang php1000 na baon ko ay para for the whole month! Pero php250 na lang ata ngayon ang naiwan dahil sa kakakain ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga 3 araw rin akong pabalik-balik dun sa clinic para maayos na yung issue tungkol sa dental certificate at clearance ko. Madalas naawa nako sa sarili ko kasi ako lang mag-isa. Madalas rin, napanghihinaan ako ng loob kaya 2x nung maraming tao, di talaga ako tumuloy sa pag-inquire dun sa clinic. Eventually, pinagpala rin ako ng Diyos at kanina nang bumalik ako sa clinic (sabi kasi sakin ng attendant kanina na bumalik sa 5:00 pero mga 6:00 pa may nangyari kasi ang dami talagang tao dun sa door!), after a little while of waiting, tinanong ng attendant kung sino2x yung nawalan ng dental certificate. Mangyaring may isa pang babae sa crowd na nawalan din. Tinaas ng babaeng yun ang kamay niya. Ako naman, nagtanong pa sa isang matabang babaeng kinausap ng attendant. Sinundan ko yung babaeng tumaas ng kamay at napunta ako sa likod ng clinic. Naroon ang school nurse. Nauna yung babaeng tumaas ng kamay kanina -- nalaman kong 3rd year na pala siya. Sinabi niya sa school nurse na nawala ang dental certificate niya at kung pwede ba raw na hiramin niya yung copy ng clinic para ipa-xerox. Pumayag naman ang school nurse basta iiwan niya muna ang ID niya. After a while, nakuha ng babaeng 3rd year ang dental niya at nagpa-xerox siya. Ako ang sumunod. Nag-inquire ako tungkol sa aking dental certificate at binigay ko ang ID ko. After a while, pakiramdam ko ang malas ko talaga nang sinabi ng babae na hindi nila mahanap ang records ko. MALAS! Pero eventually, after quite a while of waiting around there waiting for the records that were never found, tinanong ng school nurse sakin kung nakapa-hepa na ba daw ako. Sabi ko, oo, 2nd dose. Kelan raw? Sasabihin ko sana August. Tinanong niya if nasa akin daw yung certificate ko o nandun sa clinic (by section kasi ang pagpapasign, mangyari di ako makasabay sa mga ka-section ko kasi wala nga akong dental certificate). Sabi ko andito sa akin. Binigay ko sa kanya. Maya2x sinabi ko sa kanya na nung Sept 11 ang 2nd dose ko sa hepa vaccine. Tiningnan ng isang teacher (na attendant) kung nandun sa computer ang name ko. Tumpak, andun. Sini-nign ng school nurse ang clearance ko. Binalik niya sa akin ang clearance at ID ko. Tinanong ko siya kung pano yung records at dental certificate ko. Sabi niya sa akin na sa Monday ko na lang balikan, hahanapin pa nila kung saan napunta ang files ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay!! Salamat!! Natapos rin! Siguro ngayon maipagpapatuloy ko na nang maayos ang diet ko. Nasira kasi (AS IN!) ang diet ko ever since nagkaroon kami ng sunod2x na requirement/presentation/reporting sa mga subject at nang malaman kong nawawala ang dental certificate ko. Nakaka-relax kasing kumain. Pleasure ko ang eating kapag nag-aalala ako. Ika nga ni ate, "emotional eater" ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakahinga na ako ngayon nang maluwag. Bahala nang parang nawawala ang records ko sa clinic basta napa-signan yung clearance ko. Sana mahanap nila yung records ko though. *whew* a sigh of RELIEF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5756304701984466824?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5756304701984466824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5756304701984466824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5756304701984466824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5756304701984466824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/10/sigh-of-relief_11.html' title='A sigh of RELIEF'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7702379768715300821</id><published>2007-09-12T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:29.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Sira nang cellphone ko T_T</title><content type='html'>Ito ang unang beses na nakasira ako ng cellphone -- as in, yung tipong out of commission and up for repairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palabas ako ng cr nang maganap ang pangyayari. At that time, dalawang cp kasi ang hawak2x ko. Una, yung cp ko at pangalawa yung cp ng katulong namin. Pinagpaplanuhan kong textin ang kaklase ko. Ang # ng kaklase ko ay nasa cp ko pero ang unli na cp ay yun sa katulong namin. Habang nagpapalit ako ng gamit2x na cp, ayun, nahulog xa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOO!! Laina sad ani uy! Nakaguba na dyud ko og cp at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong una, inakala kong sira lang yung keypad. Nung mahulog kasi ang cellphone ko, on pa yung screen pero wala rxn mula sa phone pag pinipindot ko ang keypad. Dahil nd ko xa ma-off gamit yung button, tinanggal ko ang battery. Di na um-on ulit ang cellphone ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang beses ko na rin inuntog ang cp na yun pero wala epek. Tingin niyo, kung hulugin ko siya ulit maayos ba? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanghihinayang talaga ako dahil may camera, audio player (w/ speaker), at fm player ang cellphone na yun. Hay... amf naman oh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7702379768715300821?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7702379768715300821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7702379768715300821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7702379768715300821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7702379768715300821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/09/sira-nang-cellphone-ko-tt_12.html' title='Sira nang cellphone ko T_T'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4840353695462263555</id><published>2007-08-25T07:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:29.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Stupid Problem</title><content type='html'>I... don't know what to say! It's been ages since I last blogged here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm at our school's internet room, using up my 1hr/day 15hrs/semester internet time. It's kind of slow here. I don't know the exact speed -- it varies depending on the time and the number of students surfing with me. I guess I don't really like it here that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if the layout's a pre of the site, I don't have the time (or the internet connection) to make another of my own. I had to change the last one "It's because we're friends!" due to the inability of IE6 to render transparent navigations. If you frequently visit this blog, then you would've noticed the disadvantages of that layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my stuff back at Kidapawan! I miss being able to make my own layouts! And often change my template in friendster...&lt;br /&gt;But that's not really my -real- problem right now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I can't talk about my problem here, it's way to personal and embarrassing. The lack of place to put my problems and personal thoughts has greatly influenced my desire to have my own diary again. I had a few but I left them back at Kidapawan. I kinda wanted to just stop writing anyway... But at this moment in time, I really--really want to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you an idea of what my problem is though, I'll give you a keyword. As some may have guessed it, it's -love-, damn. For one who doesn't have a love life I sure make quite a deal about problems in regards with love! To be honest, it's the only subject that can get me thinking for weeks! Well... that's it. I hope my grammar gets better.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4840353695462263555?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4840353695462263555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4840353695462263555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4840353695462263555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4840353695462263555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-problem_24.html' title='Stupid Problem'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8149640337082569986</id><published>2007-04-05T04:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>You are pretty content with life</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd take one of the quizzes that Gerard had taken and posted on &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/%7EAkito/891371.html"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;. Here is my result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you see life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1109600141_ntent_life.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is good and bad. You know it can never be perfect and that it never have been, and you're fine with that. You still feel it's important to live life since it can end any day and not sulk because of some little failure in life. You are often a happy person, still you don't laugh all the time. You have a somewhat calm aura and most people feel comfortable around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/How+do+you+see+life%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt; too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's doesn't have any psychological basis but for me the quiz was more or less, accurate. I'm content with my life. It's not perfect, I know, but I have good family, I eat 3 meals a day, my parents send me to school... My life is good compared to other people and I consider myself very lucky compared to them. Maybe a few months back I despised the life I lead but my last year in high school had made me realized how much I have. My parents, my siblings, my friends... the computer... ha ha. My classmates also made me realized how blessed I am with my smarts "kuno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depressed but right now, I think I'm over that depression. My last year in high school made me realize that life life can be colorful--if we want it to be. Truly, the mind is a powerful thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8149640337082569986?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tabulas.com/~Akito/891371.html' title='You are pretty content with life'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8149640337082569986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8149640337082569986&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8149640337082569986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8149640337082569986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-are-pretty-content-with-life_04.html' title='You are pretty content with life'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1734637037544770418</id><published>2007-04-05T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Question and Answer</title><content type='html'>I go this quiz from &lt;a href="http://effectsandsyndromes.blogspot.com/2007/03/question-and-answer.html"&gt;Gretchen's blog&lt;/a&gt;. I didn't read the meaning of my answers before taking this quiz so their a 100% honest (at least as honest I can get... Gretchen had her answers right below the questions you see so there might have been some interferance). To make it convenient for you, I moved my answers after the explanations. Most of my answers were first thoughts. Interesting ain't it? Feel free to take the quiz too and don't read the interpretations until you have answered ALL of the questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question and answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychoanalyze Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Fill in your answers and then scroll for the meaning behind it. Don't mess up the fun, do the answers first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who are you walking with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing with your dream home that looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.You enter the house. You walk in to the dining room and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You exit the house through the back door. Lying in the grass is a cup. What material is the cup made of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What do you do with the cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What type of body of water is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How will you cross the water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the answers mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who you are walking in the woods with is the most important person in your life.&lt;br /&gt;my answer was: Curie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wild pig (wow... cute naman... haha xD wild pero cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; rough, violent (jah... hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The size of your dream home is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; castle (yup!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. NO fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times.&lt;br /&gt;The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not to drop by unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; no fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If your answer did NOT include food, flowers, or people, then you are generally unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The durability of the material with the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship with the person you named in #1.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; plastic (yahoO!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your disposition of the cup is representative of your attitude toward person in #1.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I would pick it up and put it back in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How wet you get in crossing the water is indicative of the relative importance of your sex life.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; boat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1734637037544770418?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://effectsandsyndromes.blogspot.com/2007/03/question-and-answer.html' title='Question and Answer'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1734637037544770418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1734637037544770418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1734637037544770418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1734637037544770418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/04/question-and-answer_04.html' title='Question and Answer'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3758513707831138411</id><published>2007-04-04T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layouts'/><title type='text'>New Layout -- "It's because we're friends!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHf4H8BkQPQ/RhJwaSUYnFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/SQEzLPY1dek/s1600-h/its-because-were-friends-preview.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHf4H8BkQPQ/RhJwaSUYnFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/SQEzLPY1dek/s200/its-because-were-friends-preview.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049221729131994194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took nearly all afternoon but I finally finished making a new template for my blog! It's called "It's because we're friends!" Oh... I should have thought about this sort of template when I made Car and I's site xD. Bah... past is past... Maybe I'll work on that next time. For now, let's celebrate! Even though the back of my neck hurts a bit at least I'm finally done! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The template's not up for download yet at &lt;a href="http://twilightsparkles.freehostia.com"&gt;Twilight Sparkles&lt;/a&gt; because I think I'd like to get sick of using it first! ha ha. Hope you guys like it~ I'm open to any comments about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3758513707831138411?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3758513707831138411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3758513707831138411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3758513707831138411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3758513707831138411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-layout-because-we-friends.html' title='New Layout -- &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s because we&amp;#39;re friends!&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHf4H8BkQPQ/RhJwaSUYnFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/SQEzLPY1dek/s72-c/its-because-were-friends-preview.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7748839272576827608</id><published>2007-04-03T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layouts'/><title type='text'>Twilight Sparkles -- transferred hosting</title><content type='html'>*sigh* I'm exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours ago I made another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; decision. Whether to transfer hosting my site, Twilight Sparkles, from &lt;a href="http://www.awardspace.com/"&gt;Awardspace&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.freehostia.com/"&gt;Free Hostia&lt;/a&gt;, or not. In the end, I transferred my site from hosting at Awardspace to Free Hostia. Why? Awardspace does not allow .zip files to be stored in their free accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer, I guess Free Hostia if the best host for me after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, made a new template for Twilight Sparkles. It's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Just a green I ♥ u."&lt;/span&gt; It's almost image less like my last layout. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Almost&lt;/span&gt; because the background is an image, a very small one but still an image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that delayed my sleep tonight though was setting up the "403 Forbidden" pages in the site. In the end I just went with the 'index.php' option and used the php include function to get my desired result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* I'm so tired... I better get this post done. Good night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Uploaded a theme at Twilight Sparkles entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Simple Orange."&lt;/span&gt; By the way, just in case you don't know, Simple Orange was the first theme that Twilight Sparkles used... ha ha... I'm getting lazy! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7748839272576827608?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://twilightsparkles.freehostia.com/' title='Twilight Sparkles -- transferred hosting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7748839272576827608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7748839272576827608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7748839272576827608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7748839272576827608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/04/twilight-sparkles-transferred-hosting.html' title='Twilight Sparkles -- transferred hosting'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4819188248572298302</id><published>2007-04-02T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>Would this be the life-changing discovery my life had been waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago, we finally finished watching this movie called "The Secret."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the synopsis of the movie at their website: &lt;a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/home-synopsis.html"&gt;The Secret Synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Law of Attraction in the Universe&lt;/u&gt;... The concept that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE are the creators of our world. Our thoughts can change our world. The universe is like a genie--when we wish, it says "Your wish is my command."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't wait to try this! I believe it is true, I believe this is true! I remember the time when I discovered that Q liked someone else. Before that day I continually wished for our moments together -- that happened. And after that day I wished that he would just stay away from me -- that happened too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm so excited about this discovery! And it's backed up by some pretty respectable people too! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This evening, April 1, 2007 7:00 PM to 9:36 PM, could just the turning point in my life.&lt;/span&gt; I am so glad that my mum had shared this movie with us (and I'm so glad that her friend shared it with her!). I cannot wait to try it out myself! Ok, actually I tried it a little while ago already. Wishing to the universe that I'd immediately find the remote control to my parents' tv so my dad wouldn't nag me. I did find the remote just a few seconds later -- right under an envelope and some coupon bonds on the black rolling chair in my parents' room. My mum said that I must've applied "The Secret" in my search. I didn't say anything back (just laughed) but oh--she was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this is so cool... Hope you'd someday make the same discovery as I did and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't forget to watch this must-see movie for us dreamers -- The Secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah, check out this post's external link for the link to their Official Website ;) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4819188248572298302?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thesecret.tv' title='The Secret'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4819188248572298302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4819188248572298302&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4819188248572298302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4819188248572298302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/04/secret_01.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2254372922046914414</id><published>2007-04-01T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Twilight Sparkles</title><content type='html'>Oh.. I'm so sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailed on the whole idea of a website hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.110mb.com"&gt;110mb.com&lt;/a&gt;. Why? Can't use their FTP, 50 use max limit? Heller... Grabe naman... Sa dinami dami ng users niyo hanggang 50 lang ang makakagamit ng FTP. Add to that their 'edit' thingy in the control panel ruins my codings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya in the end, balik ako sa 2nd BEST free webhost according to &lt;a href="http://www.free-webhosts.com"&gt;free-webhosts.com&lt;/a&gt; -- &lt;a href="http://www.awardspace.com"&gt;Awardspace&lt;/a&gt;. Wee... ni-revive ko account ko run sa kanila... For some reason (like bandwidth) I wanted to host my personal homepage somewhere else other than &lt;a href="http://www.freehostia.com"&gt;Free Hostia&lt;/a&gt;. Hmm... Sige na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, same layout but added the 'cutenews script.' It still needs some work but yeah... It's pretty ok so far :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal homepage: &lt;a href="http://twilightspakles.awardspace.com"&gt;Twilight Sparkles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the name from Cehnrisu to Twilight Sparkles... Mas gusto ko na kasi ang latter ngayon eh. *yawn* So sleepy... Good night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2254372922046914414?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://twilightsparkles.awardspace.com' title='Twilight Sparkles'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2254372922046914414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2254372922046914414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2254372922046914414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2254372922046914414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/twilight-sparkles_31.html' title='Twilight Sparkles'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3393278765387389436</id><published>2007-04-01T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Our batch's "Thanksgiving Party" at Lake Agco</title><content type='html'>Hay nakakapagod. Swimming sa mainit na tubig tapos sa super lamig naman. Grabe... Parang labis sa kalahating araw ang inilagi namin roon sa Resort sa may Lake Agco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magkakasama ang 3/4 sections ng 4th year: St. John, St. Mark at St. Luke. Iisa lang mula sa St. Matthew ang nakasabay namin--si Pearlie S. lang, the former Seniors' Legislative Body Governor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas o swerte bang nagkasabay ang section namin? Malas kasi para ring pinansin niya ako sa whole time na inilagi namin run. Lagi siyang may kasamang iba. Swerte naman kasi ito na marahil ang huling pagkakataon kong pagmasdan ang maamo niyang mukha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... *** na pag-ibig. Sarap lunurin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natutuwa ako at nakapag-celebrate ako ng tulad nito kasama ng mga batchmates ko lalong lalo na ang mga ka-section ko sa St. John. Kahit na di gaano marami ang pagkain na inihanda namin (kumpara sa inihanda ng St. Mark) nabusog naman ang lahat. Nakatapal kami ng p30 though kasi kinulang ang budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May dalawang swimming pool sa resort na pinuntahan namin. Isang super lamig at isang mainit. Yung mainit may kadumihan, at first akala namin natural lang na marumi yun dahil sulfur galing sa bulkan pero nang puntahan namin yung isa pang 'resort kuno' doon na p5 ang fee, hindi brown kundi maputi (pero di transparent) ang sulfur spring nila doon. Ngeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang malas ko talaga at ngayon pa nasira ang camera, wala tuloy akong pictures... Eto pa naman ang kahuli-hulihang pagkakataon ko para makunan ng litrato ang mga kaklase ko T_T... Pero sige na lang, wala na akong magagawa. Atat na atat na naman akong gumawa ng 'simpleng' template ngayon. Pero sa totoo lang, mukhang di ko na matitiis ang pagod kaya't hanggang dito na lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3393278765387389436?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3393278765387389436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3393278765387389436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3393278765387389436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3393278765387389436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-batch-party-at-lake-agco.html' title='Our batch&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;Thanksgiving Party&amp;quot; at Lake Agco'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3409240482458550314</id><published>2007-03-31T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>`Cehnrisu! my very own website!</title><content type='html'>Jah! Finally! I finished setting up my website at &lt;a href="http://www.110mb.com"&gt;110mb.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... there's really nothing useful there but what the heck~ I always wanted to have my very own website! So yeah, here's the link: &lt;a href="http://cehnrisu.110mb.com"&gt;cehnrisu.110mb.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna be the place where I store the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogger layouts (for the new and old blogger template system!), layouts (for webmasters--prolly have them in both html and php), and signatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It ain't much but yeah... it's mine, all mine!! haha... just kidding... xD 110mb prolly owns my site too... (hmm.. didn't really say anything about that in the 'agreement'). Uhmm... never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For those that are wondering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cehnrisu = Curie + Reishin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way. Curie is my beloved dream guy! :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3409240482458550314?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cehnrisu.110mb.com' title='`Cehnrisu! my very own website!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3409240482458550314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3409240482458550314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3409240482458550314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3409240482458550314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/cehnrisu-my-very-own-website_30.html' title='`Cehnrisu! my very own website!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2641529536521626286</id><published>2007-03-30T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>The webmistress in me</title><content type='html'>Oooh... I am so tempted to make a website at &lt;a href="http://www.110mb.com/"&gt;110mb&lt;/a&gt;! Lol, bumabalik na naman ang pagka-adik ko sa paggawa ng website xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few updates on my webmistressing:&lt;br /&gt;» I finally learned how to use php include in my websites! (Lol, the function that I was looking for to make management, creation, maintanence and editing my pages soooooOooooo much easier!) Thanks go to  &lt;a href="http://celestial-star.net/tutorials/read/46/"&gt;Melfina's Tutorial on using php include&lt;/a&gt;. Couldn't have made my first php website without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Finally made Car and I's website: &lt;a href="http://cehnmari.freehostia.com/"&gt;cehnmari.freehostia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jah... It was originally Car's idea. Ngayong week ko lang ginawa at ngayong Sabado ko na sasabihin sa kanya xD. Sige na lang. I used &lt;a href="http://www.cutephp.com/"&gt;CuteNews&lt;/a&gt; for the pages where content needs to be updated frequently (e.g. Maricar's Pages and Rachene's Pages). At first I made my own layout but later just downloaded one from &lt;a href="http://www.x-tenshi.com/"&gt;x-tenshi&lt;/a&gt; and used that. I'm not that good at making layout yet (='.'=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that should be it. Hmm... I think I'll work on a layout for my very own website tomorrow. Jah... I'm already thinking of a name! Something catchy, something unique, something no one's ever heard before.... something that can't be found on googles search (yet)! xD Para if ever may mag-use ng term na yun to search at search engines (and at that time na map na ng search engines ang site ko) site ko lang ang lalabas bilang result! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm so excited! Not much would go there but what the heck~ I've always wanted a place exclusively for me on the Internet... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2641529536521626286?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2641529536521626286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2641529536521626286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2641529536521626286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2641529536521626286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/webmistress-in-me_29.html' title='The webmistress in me'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4863062583812687675</id><published>2007-03-27T07:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Hate -- Smart Wifi. Love -- Thanksgiving Party. Neutral -- Picasa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really, really, Really HATE Smart Wifi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was an award for WORST Internet Service Provider (ISP), it would go to Smart Wifi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the speed and all, what I hate is the fact that &lt;u&gt;the connection ALWAYS times out when I'm uploading&lt;/u&gt;. Photos, Music, Files -- you name it. They never let me upload properly! So yeah... that's why I really hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-upload kasi ako ng photos kanina eh. Kainis ang smart wifi, ayaw talaga sa batch upload. Kaya yun inisa-isa ko upload ang photos (I finished 20/80) and after about 5 photos, time-out na naman ulit. Sheesh, I wish dad would switch to a much better, MORE RELIABLE ISP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, like my rantings would make them change ~ on to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the batch meeting this morning it's finally been settled, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Mark and St. John will have their joint "Thanksgiving Party" this March 31, 2007 at Lake Agco, Kidapawan City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;missing and irrecoverable funds&lt;/span&gt;,' each of the interested St. John participants will have to bring p140 as his/her fare. Sounds fair enough huh? Malas lang talaga namin kasi nawala ni Ed, St. John class treasurer 2006-2007, ang p2380(?) ng funds. Hay... out of pity, we just decided to let go of the issue and not make Ed pay the 'ghost money.' I (like most of us) don't think it's his fault it went missing anyway. Marami rin kasing madadaya pagdating sa class fund...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mom hasn't really said yes yet but it's pretty clear that I'm going. She hasn't provided me with the funds yet either but I'm pretty sure nothings gonna stop me from going their and dragging dad's cellphone camera along :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark, kainis, na-remind tuloy ako sa WORST SERVICE ng Smart Wifi. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be going back to school to pick up my photos at Kings and return my toga's cellophane. Maam Quiamco doesn't just want the toga and the hat back, she also wants the cellophane containing the hat back. Talk about attention to detail. Can't really blame her, who would want to replace those cellophanes anyway? There are only about 170+ of them xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I think I'll be using&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/"&gt; google's picasa web albums&lt;/a&gt; as a storage place for my photos. I already have an album there too if you're interested (link is at my navigations) It doesn't support subalbums nor does it have neater templates (why am I picking this site again?) but it does offer 1gb of space and I trust google's products. Wait... not just trust -- I love them. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4863062583812687675?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4863062583812687675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4863062583812687675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4863062583812687675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4863062583812687675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/hate-smart-wifi-love-thanksgiving-party_26.html' title='Hate -- Smart Wifi. Love -- Thanksgiving Party. Neutral -- Picasa.'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3591074056557330298</id><published>2007-03-26T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My High School Graduation at NDKC IBEd - HSD</title><content type='html'>So what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaka-graduate ko lang yesterday from Notre Dame of Kidapawan College Integrated Basic Education - High School Department or NDKC IBEd - HSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ano ngayon ang masasabi ng isang hs graduate na katulad ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre... Ano pa ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM SO HAPPY!!! ^o^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apat (4) na taon ko rin kayang pinaghirapan yung kapirasong papel na tinatawag nilang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diploma&lt;/span&gt;. Hay... ang dami kong dapat pasalamatan. Para di nako paulit-ulit ng sabi, i-paste ko na lang rito ang ginawa kong '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;address of thanks&lt;/span&gt;' as batch vale. Ako mismo gumawa nito ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Address of Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ by Rachene T. (batch valedictorian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It wasn't long ago when I and these teens, sitting in front of me and wearing their white togas, traversed through the halls of NDKC IBEd high school as its students. When we started studying in this school, graduation seemed so far away. Years, months, days away… But now, as sudden or as anticipated as it may seem, now is the moment we've all been waiting for. The chance to march up onto stage, receive our diplomas and walk proudly as high school graduates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Our school president, Bro. Teodulo Fernandez, FMS, our school principal, Bro. Noel Fernandez, FMS, our assistant principal, Mrs. Aurora Juan, ever patient and outstanding faculty and staff of the high school department, our dearly beloved parents, guardians, other family members, friends, honored guests, and never-to-be-forgotten fellow graduates, a bright and sunny morning to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;     The Almighty Father has truly blessed this day-the culmination of years of hard work. Can you imagine how many prayers God must have received from our parents or guardians? Prayers-wishes of the arrival of this day when their sons or daughters would graduate. These prayers were coupled by sweat, tears and maybe even some drool while sleeping after working late into the hours of the night, earning money for their children's education-that is, our education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     To our dear parents, we know how hard it must have been for you to raise teens at the peak of their puberty. But we also hope that you realize that we are not ignorant of your efforts. We thank you for all your sacrifices and for all the little pleasures of adulthood that you refused to be tempted by, just to get us through high school. You could have saved yourselves the tiresome work by refusing to send us to school but as the loving parents or guardians that you are, you wanted a bright future for us. No words in this galaxy can express how much gratitude we have for you. In short, though we don't say it much "we love you." Also, a special thank to our grandparents, brothers, sisters, relatives and friends who unselfishly gave a part of their time when we needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     We also thank our dear Alma Mater, Notre Dame, for providing an environment conducive for our learning and the realization of our full potential. Optimism, calmness under pressure, social skills, flexibility, athletic abilities, academic excellence, and honed talents are only a few of the blessings we had received from this institution. We are proud to have studied in this prestigious school. We hope to continue to be of service to God and society in the near future. No matter where we go, in our hearts, there will always be a tinge of a true Notre Damean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     We also thank our ever patient and outstanding teachers. Ever patient because even though we got on your nerves, you never gave up on us. In behalf of my fellow graduates, I would like to say that your constant guidance and lessons made us realize that working hard for our goal has its rewards. You are outstanding for having taught us well enough to get this far in our education. We are sorry for all the headaches and thankful for all the knowledge you have imparted us. Rest assured, we will use the wisdom you have given us in our future endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Finally, I would like to say congratulations to my fellow graduates. Sa lahat ng mga kabaliwan, katuwaan, at syempre-pag-aaral na inatupag natin bago ang araw na ito, sana'y di natin makalimutan ang isa't isa. I'm hoping that someday when we meet again as professionals we could just hang out like we used to when we were still students here at NDKC IBEd. Last Tuesday evening's Seniors' Night made me realize how much I'm going to miss high school, especially our batch. As they say, "Time waits for no one." Let us treasure these last moments of our high school life, for after this program, we are no longer high school students but high school graduates. Like a tree that built its foundation on solid ground, let us face the future ahead of us with confidence for we had gone through high school and passed it with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;     Thank you, and may God bless us all!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The awards I got in the end of SY 2006-2007 are the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;With Honors [medal - my grandmother/dad's mom]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Batch Valedictorian [medal - mom and dad] (yay! Free tuition! :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best in Math [medal - my bro] (wala kasi sis ko eh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mercury Drug Excellence in Math [medal - my cousin ate Bhots]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M Lhullier 1-year Insurance [folder - cardboard] (after 1 year... wala na)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Top 25 Senior [folder - hard plastic]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nominee for Legion of Honor [folder - hard plastic]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nominee for Outstanding Conduct [certificate]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Certificates for Academic Contests' participation (NDEA and Marist Meet) [certificate]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recognition for being the Business Manager of the MSLC 2006-2007 [certificate]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Jah... they're not much compared to what my comrades got. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kleocelle A.&lt;/span&gt; has the most certificates while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark J.&lt;/span&gt; has the most medals) But I got them and I'm glad I did :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maam Juan&lt;/span&gt; also gave the MSLC and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ivy S.&lt;/span&gt; mugs! Mine had a pig on it but it's a gift so I'll treasure it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naawa talaga ako kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pearlie S.&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday AM ba... Ayaw kasing pumunta ng parents niya sa hs graduation niya kasi nag-lain sila kay wala siya naapil sa mga honorable mentions or Top 7 Seniors. Top 25 Senior naman siya ah? Siyam (9) silang magkakapatid at siya ay pangwalo (8th). May mga kapatid siyang mga Salutatorian pero meron rin namang hindi naga-excel sa academics. Malas niya lang talaga kasi special ang turing sa kanya ng parents niya. Alam kasi ng mga ito na may potential si Pearlie kaya nung wala siyang gaanong acknowledgement noong graduation, sinisi nila ang cellphone ni Pearlie. Si Pearlie nainis rin kaya yun tinira niya ang SIM card niya resulting in the deletion of her contacts there. Of course, nasira rin yung SIM. Noong graduation proper, ang nagsabit ng medal ni Pearlie sa "With Honors" award ay ang kapatid niyang babae. Hindi talaga sumipot ang parents niya and to make matters worse, pinilit niya pa ang sister niyang pumunta. Nang ilagay na yung mga corsage di niya na napigilan kaya umiyak siya. Buti na lang nandun sina Maam Grace o si "Balot" at iba niyang friends to comfort her. Nang tanungin ko siya, her father runs a furniture shop (which is very profitable according to her) while her mom is a full-time housewife. Even though they seem hardworking to have raised and sent to school all their 9 children, I think Pearlie S. deserves better parents. Boohoo for them, kay Maam Grace na napunta ang mga corsage nila 'coz they are so mean :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the graduation celebration may picture taking. Next ko na lang i-post ang photos with comments. Unfortunately hindi talaga ako nakapag-picture taking wih &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car&lt;/span&gt;. Hinanap ko siya pero mukhang umuwi na :(. Hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumain kami sa AJ Hi-time afterwards. Uhmm... hindi masarap ang leche flan nila. Matamis pero di yung tipong makakaubos ako ng 3 platito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalaman ko kay mama (na nalaman naman mula sa mama ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus M.&lt;/span&gt;) na nakapasa raw ako sa 1st part ng TESDA scholarship exam sa Technical Learning Center or TLC. Ang lumabas sa 'theory' or first part ng exam ay subject-verb agreement, spelling, at grammar. Kung nakapag-aral lang ako at walang ubo di siguro ako nahirapan. 80/100 kasi ang minimum na grade for passing. My grandmother said that the examiners sometimes 'bend' the rules (a.k.a. pass someone na mga 70 ang grade). I don't know if they bent the rules when they passed me but I'm glad I can go on to the next part of the test, the 'practical.' Sa 'practical' part ng test na nangyayari ang actual encoding o transcripting. Hay... hmm... me? A medical transcriptionist?? Jah... that would be nice and profitable according to my dad :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ni Mama ang 2nd part ng exam ay magaganap this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 31&lt;/span&gt;. Nanghinayang ako di ako makakapunta, on that day rin kasi ang "Thanksgiving Party" ng batch namin. Bukas nga magkakaroon ng meeting sa school about the event. Fortunately, 2 raw ang schedule ng exams. Ewan ko kung kailan ang next schedule pero I'm pretty sure I'll be taking the exam on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3591074056557330298?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3591074056557330298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3591074056557330298&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3591074056557330298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3591074056557330298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-high-school-graduation-at-ndkc-ibed.html' title='My High School Graduation at NDKC IBEd - HSD'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7502848657443789320</id><published>2007-03-24T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Feelings before my High School Graduation</title><content type='html'>Grabe... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukas&lt;/span&gt; na... este.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamaya na pala&lt;/span&gt; ang graduation namin xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinakabahan? Masaya? Di makapaniwala? Excited? -- mga pakiramdam ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ko lang natapos i-print ulit ang aking 'address of thanks.' I'm already familiar with it but am afraid I might not be able to say it that well or forget it tomorrow. I'm already tired. It's actually 2:48 AM as I'm typing this. Kanina I fell asleep while memorizing my address of thanks, fortunately at about 2:00 AM, my dad woke me up and said that if I hadn't finished memorizing my speech yet -- I should finish doing so now. So here I am, in my parents' bed room, sneaking a post to my blog after I've memorized and printed my speech. Did I say that they're behind me sleeping as I'm typing this? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... grabe... bukas na talaga... este mamaya na pala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Graduation to us! ^o^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7502848657443789320?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7502848657443789320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7502848657443789320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7502848657443789320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7502848657443789320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/feelings-before-my-high-school.html' title='Feelings before my High School Graduation'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7717186607689790744</id><published>2007-03-23T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Layout/Website craving and JAlbum's first impression on me</title><content type='html'>*sigh*… I’m down to my very last responsibility this year: &lt;i&gt;make an address of thanks and memorize it&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It doesn’t sound hard at all does it? Especially when I could set the length and decide whatever “simple” words I would put there to make it easier to memorize. As the batch vale, I have to do it. This is my last responsibility as a high school student. This is the last thing I need to do. But why do I have the sudden urge to ignore it and make my website and a new layout for my blog instead? xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lol, ever since I learned how to use blogger’s new layout system and finished the layout entitled &lt;b&gt;“*not alone&lt;/b&gt;” I’ve been aching to do more and to create a place to store them! *not alone is simple because it’s my first, I’m aching to make something much, much prettier. My inspiration came from the layout at &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;glitter-graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;—the one with hearts beside the master box’s headers and flower background. I want to make a cute light layout next time&lt;i&gt;. Gray texts, light blue interface, shadows, cute little buttons&lt;/i&gt;—oh! I can’t wait for summer! I am so psyched to make my own site where I store my little creations!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In regards with the site, I’m still thinking of a name but due to some –rushed- decision a few hours ago the working name is “&lt;b&gt;mylittlesparkles.freehostia.com&lt;/b&gt;” I could always delete that sub domain afterwards if I think of a better one… The freehostia.com ending is non-negotiable though. Moreover, my blogger test site: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;mylittleraindrops.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; is still on deliberation too. Huh... wonder how this will turn out in the end... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was working on this free photo album software a little while ago too. Its name is &lt;a href="http://www.jalbum.net/"&gt;JAlbum&lt;/a&gt;, I think it’s pretty good. I still haven’t found a way to have ‘&lt;i&gt;visitor comments&lt;/i&gt;’ at the bottom of each picture yet and I can imagine having to republish entire albums to make minor changes (I’m not that used to it yet, there must be a work around the latter problem) but so far it’s quite promising—the album software even has ftp installed in it! Talk about cool! There are so no ads and no annoying “put in cart,” “view cart,” or “buy photo” links—I swear, I started disliking links like that after going from one online photo album site to another. According to the software's homepage .jpg files are not the only ones that can be arranged to make an album. Any file can be used--cool! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, I best go ahead and finish my address of thanks and then—memorize it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 tulog na lang bago ang graduation! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7717186607689790744?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.jalbum.net' title='Layout/Website craving and JAlbum&amp;#39;s first impression on me'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7717186607689790744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7717186607689790744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7717186607689790744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7717186607689790744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/layoutwebsite-craving-and-jalbum-first.html' title='Layout/Website craving and JAlbum&amp;#39;s first impression on me'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2950216339528337805</id><published>2007-03-22T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>My personaldna Personality Test</title><content type='html'>Kaninang umaga, nang ilipat ko ang mga posts ko mula sa dati kong blog (&lt;a href="http://hued-destiny.blogspot.com/"&gt;hued-destiny.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) nabasa ko ang isang post ko run na tinatalakay ang mga resulta ng personality test na kinuha ko noon sa &lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/"&gt;personaldna&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heto ang mga resulta ko this time around (mouse over the colors to see what they mean):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; position: relative; width: 200px; height: 200px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Extroversion" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 0px; height: 81px; width: 70px; background-color: rgb(242, 24, 242);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Authoritarianism" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 70px; top: 0px; height: 81px; width: 67px; background-color: rgb(130, 24, 237);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very Functional" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 137px; top: 0px; height: 81px; width: 63px; background-color: rgb(126, 230, 23);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Masculinity" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 81px; height: 43px; width: 106px; background-color: rgb(22, 121, 219);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Femininity" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 124px; height: 39px; width: 106px; background-color: rgb(212, 212, 21);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Spontenaiety" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 163px; height: 37px; width: 106px; background-color: rgb(21, 209, 209);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Confidence" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 106px; top: 81px; height: 66px; width: 48px; background-color: rgb(191, 19, 19);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Trust" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 154px; top: 81px; height: 66px; width: 46px; background-color: rgb(19, 19, 189);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Empathy" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 106px; top: 146px; height: 31px; width: 66px; background-color: rgb(168, 17, 93);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Openness" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 106px; top: 177px; height: 23px; width: 66px; background-color: rgb(16, 158, 87);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Attention to Style" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 172px; top: 146px; height: 54px; width: 19px; background-color: rgb(126, 126, 126);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Agency" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 191px; top: 146px; height: 54px; width: 9px; background-color: rgb(14, 138, 14);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Earthy" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 172px; top: 200px; height: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 140, 25);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; width: 200px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=ZMtQYEkhgIrZFaQ-EJ-DAACC-98ec&amp;u=49bb0287f1d5"&gt;Genuine Idealist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Mas lalong bumaba ang agency ko... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;a·gen·cy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:play('A0137800')" onmouseover="return m_over('Click to hear pronunciation')" onmouseout="m_out()"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pronunciation" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/pron.gif" border="0" height="21" width="13" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="pron" onmouseover="return m_over('Click for pronunciation key')" onmouseout="m_out()" onclick="pron_key()"&gt;(&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/amacr.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;j&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/schwa.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;n-s&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/emacr.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="pseg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;pl.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;b&gt;a·gen·cies&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt; The condition of being in action; operation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt; The means or mode of acting; instrumentality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt; A business or service authorized to act for others: &lt;span class="illustration"&gt;an employment agency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt; An administrative division of a government or international body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/"&gt;TheFreeDictionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="pseg"&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;Waaah... Hay.. I guess I shouldn't really believe the results. Imposible namang ganun kababa ang agency ko... gumagawa naman ako ng mga requirements ko sa school at ng iba ko pang responsibilidad at ipinapasa (usually) sa tamang oras.. Hay... Grabe naman tong test na to oh.&lt;br /&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/7995462400612473120-2950216339528337805?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.personaldna.com' title='My personaldna Personality Test'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2950216339528337805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2950216339528337805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2950216339528337805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2950216339528337805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-personaldna-personality-test_21.html' title='My personaldna Personality Test'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3087201098069050188</id><published>2007-03-22T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hued-destiny'/><title type='text'>Imported my old posts from hued-destiny.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hued-destiny.blogspot.com"&gt;hued-destiny.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; was my very first blog here in blogger (It's not my first blog in the Internet because my first blog was at friendster).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Natapos ko na ring ilipat ang aking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50 posts&lt;/span&gt; doon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja.. inisa-isa ko pa lahat ng posts na yun *cries* Grabe... Pero mabuti na yun na naharapan pa ng paraan para ma-recover ko sila kesa hindi. Thanks tons talaga sa calendar widget ni &lt;a href="http://ecmanaut.blogspot.com/2005/08/adding-calendar-navigation-to-your.html"&gt;ecmanaut&lt;/a&gt; kasi nang masira ko ang calendar (dahil dinelete ko ang images nito) lumabas ang day-by-day archives ko sa sidebar. Tinago rin kasi yun ng calendar eh kaya nung nawala ang calendar lumabas silang lahat~ Yay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that most of my posts tackled Q though. Hay, kainis--kay rami tuloy ng posts ko na 'like-love' ang label! Bahala na nga... Di naman masama ang grammar ko dun. It doesn't really matter that much anymore. Past is past... Unless I create a time machine there's no way I could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.. no use reflecting on my past feeling and discernments... My posts then were... stupid. END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3087201098069050188?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3087201098069050188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3087201098069050188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3087201098069050188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3087201098069050188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/imported-my-old-posts-from-hued_820.html' title='Imported my old posts from hued-destiny.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7780285351446959682</id><published>2007-03-21T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Seniors' Night's meisatsu</title><content type='html'>The dreaded 'night' is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already 12:30 in the morning when I finally laid down on my bed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's finally over,"&lt;/span&gt; I thought silently to myself. " That was the event that everyone had been eagerly waiting for... The event &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; had been waiting for." I guess it's time to say how I felt after that event--my feelings could be summarized in 3 words: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disappointed and glad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disappointed&lt;/u&gt; because I never, ever, in that evening, got to dance with the person that I really liked. Strike one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disappointed&lt;/u&gt; again because my '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;single spree&lt;/span&gt;' was wrecked by my boy classmates who thought they were doing me a favor by having this 'one classmate' of ours escort me. Lol... I should've made it clear to them that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'd rather go alone than go with someone I don't like."&lt;/span&gt; Don't get me wrong though. I wasn't angry when MS (the guy they kinda forced to be my partner) escorted me back to my chair after I got the certificate of a nominee for "Most Behaved Student." I was upset when I wasn't even his first dance (and he was my first dance!). Hay... I felt so out of place the first minutes of the dance part of our program. Ako lang gud ang naiwan dun sa table namin! Buti si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Margie&lt;/span&gt; nagkamalasakit sakin at kinuha ako... Lol, next time (if ever may Ball na katulad nito ulit) kukuha na ako ng partner! Ayoko nang maulit ang event na yun. I'm not angry at MS since he was kind of forced be my partner "kuno" too, this event just made me realize that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I shouldn't have been so fuzzy with who would be my partner...'&lt;/span&gt; Gosh, next time maybe I'll be the one who asks the guy... Obviously if I don't, the guy I like will never ask me! Ayaw niya sigurong makumpara sa akin... Ayaw niya sigurong may magsasabing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'si nerd na ako si ganito lang ang partner...'&lt;/span&gt; Even I can't stand talks like that... Hay, mahirap maging 'smart kuno' sa paningin ng mga tao. According to Leidz, Lisette and some others--high-class ang impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nerd me + Boss me + Fuzzy me = No partner on Seniors' Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need is GUTS to ask the person that I like... If I had guts then this wouldn't have happened. Ok, ok, if I changed some factors... maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nerd me + Gutsy me - Boss me - Fuzzy me = an OK partner on the Seniors' Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, the event last night might never happen again but if it does--at least I know what to do ;). Di ko kasi inexpect na ganun ang mangyayari kagabi eh... kaya yun 'wala akong pakialam.' Personally, I think it's not really these events that matter in life.. It's the good we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand! &lt;u&gt;I AM GLAD&lt;/u&gt; because eventhough I didn't have an 'ok' partner last night--I wasn't alone. Someone was always there beside me wishing that I'd still have a great time. Wanna know who that is? Dan-dara-ran! It's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT ONE ABOVE&lt;/span&gt;! My body felt so heavy as I woke up this morning and realized that I didn't really enjoy last night's affair. But after taking a nice bath and remembering that there is this Someone who loves me because I am me---makes me very happy. Maybe this is why no one I liked asked me to be his partner. I guess He must've wanted me to realize that in the end it's gonna be Him that will stick with me till the end. I swear He was the one that told Chay2x or Margie to take me from my lonesome seat. He was also the one that guided &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car&lt;/span&gt; as she searched for me through the senior crowd. He was also the one who lighted up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro. Noel&lt;/span&gt;'s face as he handed us the certificates and awards--he didn't look like a critique! The few boys who I danced with last night: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melver, Michael Tapia, Robb&lt;/span&gt; (I guess I should've listened to Car... haha, I guess this guy's not that bad) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bacsarpa&lt;/span&gt; (hay.. tingin ko may nakalimutan ako pero, sige na lang, di siguro yun matagal), weren't that bad either. After the dances, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jerson&lt;/span&gt; congratulated me 'coz I looked pretty. I was so flattered! xD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John A.&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand said that nagmukha na raw akong babae--finally! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my Parents, ate Bhots, Nang Columba and my grandmother&lt;/span&gt; for my attire and make-up. I would also like to thank my feminine friends who were there to dance with me. I would also like to thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ante Minda, Justine, and their family&lt;/span&gt; for the accomodation at their house (doon kasi ako nagpa-make up at nagpa-ayos ng buhok sa kanila eh!). Other than that, sumama rin kasi ako sa kanilang pictorial eh.. haha... wonder if I even looked good in those pictures... The foundation on my face was way too thick--I would've been better off just using &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulbos&lt;/span&gt;--but I liked the way James designed my hair! Doña kunohay raw.. haha, I just gotta look less mature xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all I really wanted to say about our Seniors' Night in this blog. There are some thoughts like 'who I really wanted to dance with' that are to be kept private so don't ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in regards with my dream prince--the sort of person I'd die to go with!--maybe we will never meet, maybe he doesn't even exist but... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"it doesn't really matter how long I will wait as long as someday... we will meet and be happy together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Graduation for us! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7780285351446959682?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7780285351446959682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7780285351446959682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7780285351446959682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7780285351446959682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/seniors-night-meisatsu.html' title='Seniors&amp;#39; Night&amp;#39;s meisatsu'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4027385866171606287</id><published>2007-03-20T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Seniors' Night dilemma</title><content type='html'>*sigh*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya? Malungkot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingin ko mas babagay na description sa akin ngayon ang pangalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news~ Ako raw ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;valedictorian&lt;/span&gt; ng aming batch, yah xD. Sa totoo lang, pinlano kaong maging surprise ito on our Graduation kaso di ako sinungaling kaya nung nagtanong si Lovely wala akong imik... and as you know.. silence means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"yes."&lt;/span&gt; So, nalaman ng buong klase... Hay.. and to think inisip kong salutatorian na naman ulit ako kasi ang unang sinabi ni Bro. Noel sa akin ay "salutatorian." Next na yung "valedictorian." Ewan ko kung nairita siya nung paulitin ko ang sinabi niya... hahaha? Sabi ni Roy B. kanina sakin na wag ko raw siyang kalimutang banggitin sa speech ko kasi siya yung inutusan ni Bro. na tawagin ako.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successful rin yata ang naging interview ko kanina para sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;legion of honor&lt;/span&gt; award. Di pa nga ako pumapasok nakangiti na ako (sobrang kulba!) Hay... Bahala na di ako ang magiging legion basta may certificate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, heto pala yung rankings ng batch 2007 ng school namin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valedictorian: Rachene T./Reishin/me (St. John)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salutatorian: Dendy/Glenda D. (Yahoo!! St. John ang dalawang top! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st Honorable Mention: Mark J. (St. Mark. I swear inakala ko talagang si Mark ang magiging vale! Di ko inisip na tama pala siya nung sinabi niya ako yung magiging vale sa amin...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd Honorable Mention: Ivy S. (St. Matthew. Ako, si Dendy at si Ivy ang mga representatives sa academics ng school namin... Grabe, nice, nasa top kaming 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd Honorable Mention: Ading/Edward D. (St. Luke. I did not expect this... Hehe... Si Ading nga pala ang tinanungan ko tungkol sa mga nangyayari sa korte para sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Court Trial&lt;/span&gt; sa Filipino namin dati~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4th Honorable Mention: Jessa V. (St. Luke. Di ko rin inasahan ito! Waaah.. ang bestfriend ko nung 1st year 4th honorable mention na.. And to think she already has a bf... She's kind of fat but she's ok naman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5th Honorable Mention: Lableh/Lovely V. (St. John. Yahoo!! 3 ang St. John sa tops! :D. Lovely, lovely, lovely... gwapa baya ni...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sa subject awards naman, eto ang results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math: Rachene T./Reishin/me (But I can't even understand Math! I'm not that good... It just happens that I study what would come out in the exams so I get a pretty ok score... Dapat si Ivy S./Mae P. ang nandito ba...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English: Mark J.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A.P.: Mark J.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science: Dendy/Glenda D.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Values Education: Dendy/Glenda D.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T.H.E.: Lanie A.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Filipino: -----&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Grabe.. nakalimutan ko na at nasulat ko pa 'to kanina! Hay... bahala na, may program/yearbook bitaw.. Oh right.. that reminds me, I best start making my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank You address&lt;/span&gt;. Hay... bakit may parte ng isip kong nagsasabing pagawin ko na lang kay mama? Haha... Hay.. tingin ko much better if i-personal ko ang speech this year.. right? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on to the Bad news~ There's a mass tomorrow morning at 5:40 am. It's the last Tuesday mass I could attend in my high school days but I don't really want to go. Kung pupunta kasi ako magiging 6 hours na lang ang tulog ko for tonight. Baka magka-eyebags ako bukas.. Ayokong magka-eye bags bukas na Senior's Night namin later.. T_T I hope God forgives me for not attending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bukas na ang Seniors' Night namin&lt;/span&gt;. Waaah.. gusto kong umiyak.. Ok, joke lang pero pumalya kasi ang orihinal kong plano. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kahit na wala akong partner basta may camera na digital at ilang daang shots ang magagawa ko, ok na."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang problema ngayon, di ako pinayagan ng parents kong dalhin yung dg cam ni mama... huhuhu. So ang mangyayari nito, wala na nga akong partner--wala pang digi camera. May camera ngang padadalhin pero konte (mga 36) lang naman ata ang shots nito. Kapag naubos na ang shots... anong gagawin ko run? Magmumukmok sa isang tabi habang ang mga kaibigan kong may partner ay sumasayaw? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa totoo lang, kasalanan ko rin naman eh. Kung di lang ako naging mapili sa magiging partner ko meron na siguro akong partner ngayon. Ilan rin ang nagtanong sakin. Siguro 4--wala kasi akong natipuhan sa kanila eh kaya either no comment or downright "hindi" ang answer ko. Hahay... Kanina napadaan kami sa dress shop, naghahanap kasi nun ng korona para sa gown niya si Maricar F.. Nalaman nung may-aring mananahi na vale ako ng batch namin mula kina Mel na naroon rin at that time. Kaya yun, nang malaman ng mananahi na wala pa rin akong partner kinomment niya na ganun talaga pagmay utak--mapili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just being too stressed over this... *whew*... Walang partner means no one can stop me from doing what I want to do right? *sigh*... I can do this. Josh Groban went to his prom alone (noticed him because he's a popular singer with a baritone voice who was noticed in a magazine that our school orders for it's students. He's got some looks too). I think I'll still stick with my original concept: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'd rather go alone than go with someone I don't like,"&lt;/span&gt; even if it hurts... T_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4027385866171606287?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4027385866171606287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4027385866171606287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4027385866171606287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4027385866171606287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/seniors-night-dilemma.html' title='Seniors&amp;#39; Night dilemma'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-699376767953482577</id><published>2007-03-16T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>3(tatlong) tulog na lang...</title><content type='html'>Hay... why am I getting so stressed over this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, not stressed but a little upset and worried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* tatlong tulog na lang bago maging &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senior's Ball&lt;/span&gt; na namin... Waaaah.... Sa totoo lang, kung iisipin mo kumpara sa ibang girls I'm kind of ready for the Senior's Ball. I have a dress, I have shoes, I have a camera (almost) ready... &lt;u&gt;all that I'm really missing---is a partner!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hoot* yah... I, Reishin, don't have a partner for the Senior's Ball yet. It's mostly my fault. If I just said "yes" to the ones who asked me then I wouldn't have to go there alone. But no... I had to be fuzzy about whose gonna be my partner again. The concept was: &lt;b&gt;"A partner that I liked or no partner at all!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, can't believe I'm sort of regretting that decision right now. Pero kung tutuusin sa isang banda maganda rin namang wala akong partner. I don't have to worry about leaving any guy waiting around as I go around taking my batchmates pictures. Marami rin naman kaming walang partner eh. I won't be alone. Sina Se, Sang, Ivy, at Glenda wala pa ring partner (si Glenda di considered na partner niya si Mark kasi si Paula ang partner ni Mark... kasayaw ni Mark pwede pa siguro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.. bahala na. A little while ago, mom told me something about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Law of Attraction" in the universe&lt;/span&gt;. If you really want something, wish for it every single day--don't doubt--and it will eventually come true. She even had a CD about it which she wanted us to watch. Hay.. I don't know if that's true but if it is then I've been wishing my whole life for a person like my "Curie" (imaginary dream guy) that would dance with me on the Senior's Ball. Haha, like that'll ever happen xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drama: Waiting for you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-699376767953482577?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/699376767953482577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=699376767953482577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/699376767953482577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/699376767953482577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/3tatlong-tulog-na-lang_16.html' title='3(tatlong) tulog na lang...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-6574974132272581521</id><published>2007-03-11T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Wait for me...</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I haven't uploaded this music file into the internet yet, thus you prolly won't be able to hear it... But "Wait for me" would be a perfect song for the someone in me--who is still single :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wait For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Rebecca St. James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, did you know that I&lt;br /&gt;I dream about you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When we meet for the first time&lt;br /&gt;And darling, did you know that I&lt;br /&gt;I pray about you&lt;br /&gt;Praying that you will hold on&lt;br /&gt;And keep your loving eyes only for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am waiting for, praying for you darling&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me too&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me as I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am waiting for, praying for you darling&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me too&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me as I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Darling wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling did you know&lt;br /&gt;I dream about life together&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it will be forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours and you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;And darling when I say&lt;br /&gt;" Til death do us part"&lt;br /&gt;I mean it with all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Now and always faithful to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you may have made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But there's forgiveness, and a second chance&lt;br /&gt;So wait for me, darling wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Darling wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just got back from our little trip to Eden farm. The photos I will upload soon will tell all! Please look forward to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* The song above reminds me of how partner-less I would be on our Senior's ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, wish me luck on the exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-6574974132272581521?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/6574974132272581521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=6574974132272581521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6574974132272581521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6574974132272581521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/wait-for-me_10.html' title='Wait for me...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4009169920450093262</id><published>2007-03-06T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The "I Hate Groupings" Syndrome...</title><content type='html'>Gosh I'm so drowsy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I end up finishing the work we started in our Physics science model. I guess I'm partly to blame for that too since I did nab the project right after our defend. I guess I wanted to make the revisions that Maam said. Edit your documentation, fix the antennas, translated the Russian image (lol, we really did that..). In the end I got most of it done. I will prolly receive much reactions from my groupmates when I tell them that I replaced the materials and procedure for the inner model but I really had to do it. I'm sorry guys but the new words and terms we discovered after we translated the Russian image made us realize that the original inner model was totally wrong. I guess we'll might as well just keep that one for the effort's sake but it's mostly for show. I don't intend on putting any labels there at all. Guess I'm just gonna keep it so that our Physics teacher would still be able to recognize our project and I wouldn't look so stupid as to pass just a simple outer model and an almost flat inner model... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Leidz had finally set up her own blog as indicated by the url in the external link of this post. Check it out if you want ----&gt; &lt;a href="http://unspokendreamer04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lei&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so ashamed of myself as I saw her to-do list. I promised Glenda to have her notes back by tomorrow too. Hay... Guess I'll have to find a way to get the promise extended until at least tomorrow afternoon since those notes deadlines is this Wednesday. It's not such a difficult task come to think of it. The immersion papers is actually the only one really poses a challenge. But then again---a few paragraphs would do there too and my groupmates did pass their lessons learned. *sigh*, guess tomorrow's free times are booked. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4009169920450093262?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://unspokendreamer04.blogspot.com/' title='The &amp;quot;I Hate Groupings&amp;quot; Syndrome...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4009169920450093262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4009169920450093262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4009169920450093262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4009169920450093262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/hate-groupings-syndrome_05.html' title='The &amp;quot;I Hate Groupings&amp;quot; Syndrome...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3793935863032059815</id><published>2007-03-05T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Finally! I'm done with my term paper!</title><content type='html'>It really isn't the best but I read it over before I printed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title is: "Incest: It's Signs and Effects on the Victim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be publishing that on the Internet eventually (to kind of serve as a guide for my batchmates if ever they need a term paper sample) but right now I have more important things to take care of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eng. Term Paper&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eng. Book Review&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eng. Reaction Paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Val. Ed. Reflection Paper&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Val. Ed. Lesson Summaries (9/20)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Val. Ed. Immersion Papers &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A.P. Lesson Summaries (2/3) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math Notebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math Tatsulok Collection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics Notebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics Bato Balani Collection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics Science Model and Documentation &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fil. Case Study (90/100)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Almagan Solicitation Slips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I swear, there are more to that... The problem is I couldn't remember the rest anymore. Anyways, that items in that list won't get done on their own... Wish me luck! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3793935863032059815?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3793935863032059815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3793935863032059815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3793935863032059815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3793935863032059815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-i-done-with-my-term-paper.html' title='Finally! I&amp;#39;m done with my term paper!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8945435578814259924</id><published>2007-03-03T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>iframes...</title><content type='html'>Uhmmm... I think I'll be needing tables for this operation xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Instead of studying for our Science Model defend tomorrow I tried using iframes in my blog. I wanted to integrate my website here too so I tried it unfortunately I was able to find a way around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe using tables would make my work so much easier @_@. Or I could just go with plan B: separate my blog from my website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*... I think summer would be a better time for these things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go study now, wish me luck in tomorrow's defense! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8945435578814259924?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8945435578814259924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8945435578814259924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8945435578814259924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8945435578814259924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/iframes_02.html' title='iframes...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3695280954666150207</id><published>2007-03-02T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>The cure for hiccups</title><content type='html'>I got this info from &lt;a href="http://cortez.i.ph"&gt;cortez' blog&lt;/a&gt;. I hope it helps others out there just like it helped him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;    30-Second Hiccup Cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Step 1: Start by inhaling through your mouth until your lungs feel full (when it feels like you cannot inhale any more). For overall best results, try to do this as quickly as you can.  DO NOT LET ANY AIR OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Step 2: Swallow. You are not really swallowing anything but it seems that without this act, it doesn’t work. DO NOT LET ANY AIR OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Step 3: Now inhale some more.  You don’t need to inhale a lot, but do get some more air in.  It will start to get difficult to do this as you go, but keep trying.  You obviously can’t suck in as much air as you did initially, but just a little will do (think of it as taking a “sip” of air). DO NOT LET ANY AIR OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Step 4: Swallow again. This too will start to get difficult as you go.  DO NOT LET ANY AIR OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Step 5: Repeat steps 3 and 4 until you cannot swallow again. While it seems you can almost always suck in just a little more air, it is the swallowing that gets to be impossible. When you feel like you cannot swallow again, swallow again anyway.  It will be hard to do, your face will probably turn red, and you may make squeaking sounds. But you CAN swallow one last time. By this time, your lungs should also be quite full and it should be difficult to get much more air in as well.  While you should try not to let any air out, if you have really repeated steps 3 and 4 as many times as you can, you probably will end up letting a little out before you can take that last swallow. If you find that air keeps escaping out of your nose even early in the process, try squeezing it shut with your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Step 6: Exhale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    From: &lt;a href="http://www.cognitial.com"&gt;http://www.cognitial.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3695280954666150207?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cortez.i.ph/blogs/cortez/2007/03/01/bad-hiccups/' title='The cure for hiccups'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3695280954666150207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3695280954666150207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3695280954666150207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3695280954666150207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/cure-for-hiccups_01.html' title='The cure for hiccups'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-493590599283342630</id><published>2007-03-02T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Made a few updates here :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Re-uploaded the "If" main pic and hosted it in &lt;a href="http://www.photobucket.com"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt;. Restricted website kasi ang &lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;imageshack&lt;/a&gt; doon sa school computer namin eh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changed the cbox and added some smilies. Other than through this site, you may also access the cbox at &lt;a href="http://reiishin.cbox.ws"&gt;http://reiishin.cbox.ws&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changed some headings in the sections of the template.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edited my "me" page.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changed the names of the navigation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Added the backlinks code to every post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Those were minor changes but I hope somebody noticed :). Anyways, I best go, still have some stuff to do. Wish me luck these coming weeks! It's gonna get bussssssssssssssy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-493590599283342630?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/493590599283342630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=493590599283342630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/493590599283342630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/493590599283342630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/03/made-few-updates-here_3790.html' title='Made a few updates here :)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2674812228721537731</id><published>2007-03-01T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>OMG. hued-destiny.blogspot.com!!!</title><content type='html'>This was a surprise to me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! I found my very first posts at &lt;a href="http://hued-destiny.blogspot.com"&gt;hued-destiny.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;!! My very first blog!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Now I could post them all in here at my new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe this myself at first. I thought I lost all those posts! Now it seems that I have none other but ermanaut to thank because of his calendar widget which I equipped to hued-destiny before I closed my account there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been months since I deleted that calendar, only now did I realize that when I did delete that calendar my archives per day showed up at the sidebar. Now I could recover my old posts there that dated back to June 2006. To most of the days of my 4th year hs... To most of my bloggings about the idiot Q, and to most of my memories of cherished days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly can't get my posts now but I will soon! I estimate that there are 40 of them there~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I best go ahead now. Here's my final Good night and God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2674812228721537731?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://hued-destiny.blogspot.com' title='OMG. hued-destiny.blogspot.com!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2674812228721537731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2674812228721537731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2674812228721537731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2674812228721537731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg-hued-destinyblogspotcom_28.html' title='OMG. hued-destiny.blogspot.com!!!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4806662618466104033</id><published>2007-03-01T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layouts'/><title type='text'>meisatsu.edu.ms wins!</title><content type='html'>Hay... Shin, Shin, Shin... when will you ever learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, pabalik balik na lang talaga ako dito sa blogger ah! Ang kulang na lang i-recover ko ang posts ko galing sa &lt;a href="http://hued-destiny.blogspot.com/"&gt;hued-destiny.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; at ilagay dito sa meisatsu.edu.ms!&lt;br /&gt;Siguro this time tatagal na ako, may ilang blog sites na rin kasi akong dinaanan eh. Tulad na lang ng wordpress at i.ph pero di talaga nila matapatan ang customization ng blogger---Gotta love it! And to celebrate my coming back here, I made a new template: "If." Here's a preview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Sorry, but I removed the picture]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment about it!&lt;br /&gt;So far I think it's my best work yet although it took me just a few hours to make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than a new template, I also went back to &lt;a href="http://reishin.i.ph/"&gt;reishin.i.ph&lt;/a&gt; and got my posts there. I'm not sure what I'd do with that site yet---whether to have it deleted or not because I still love the e-mail, reishin@i.ph. One thing is for sure though: I'll be posting here at blogger from now on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I best go na. I can't be late tomorrow. Our prefect, Mrs. Norma Aleman, has this new rule you see. Kapag umabot ng 5 ang late ng isang 4th year student from our class, St. John, for the month of February di niya makukuha ang ceritificate of good moral niya o i-da-drop siya ng school. I think the same goes for the month of March... nax, March na pala bukas! Hahay... graduating... graduating ka na Shin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong mag-college! Kaya matutulog na lang ako nang maaga... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4806662618466104033?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4806662618466104033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4806662618466104033&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4806662618466104033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4806662618466104033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/meisatsuedums-wins_28.html' title='meisatsu.edu.ms wins!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8574529017471301302</id><published>2007-02-28T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Nagdadalawang Isip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reishin.i.ph/"&gt;reishin.i.ph&lt;/a&gt; o &lt;a href="http://meisatsu.edu.ms/"&gt;meisatsu.edu.ms&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko alam kung san ako mag-bo-blog.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kukumparahin ang dalawa, tingin ko angat ang blogger dahil mas ma-customize ko ito. Quite possible, pwede ko pa ngang gawing parang website na rin to rito gamit ang mga iframes pero... hay.. sa i.ph? Siguro ayaw ko lang talagang umalis doon/rito dahil sa e-mail add at sa password protect per post at hindi whole blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ko yung fact na halos kahit ano pwede kong gawin rito sa blogger at uber simple lang talaga at nice rin ang posting kaso lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit di ko rin naman gaanong ginagamit iyon, ma-mi-miss ko ang privilege posts ng i.ph.. hay.. ang hirap naman nito.. anong gagawin ko?? @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case your wondering---ang dahilan kung bakit napag-isip isip na naman ako sa tanong na ito ay ang pag-import ko ng posts galing sa blogger papuntang i.ph ko.. Grabe, mas madali talaga ang mass editing sa blogger dahil sa kanilang management page.. Hay.. mahirap na desisyon to.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8574529017471301302?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8574529017471301302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8574529017471301302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8574529017471301302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8574529017471301302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/nagdadalawang-isip_27.html' title='Nagdadalawang Isip...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1472971323269024981</id><published>2007-02-28T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Teenage Pregnancy: A hard lesson to learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was going to the terminal when I saw her. What attracted my attention the most was her apparent resemblance to one of my batch mates. Her hair was longer now and personally I think she looked more mature but there was something in her eyes that told me how hard life must've been these past couple of years. Her eyes looked tired and searching. Nearby a little boy was walking around. She must've been watching that boy. But the most striking thing about her was not her appearance, no, she wore a simple white shirt and jogging pants. It was the her big circle-shaped stomache—she was with child.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She finally noticed that I was staring at her. As she stared back I could tell that she recognized me at least as a student from the school she once attended. I couldn't help but look at her stomache and remember what my mom had said. I didn't stop to greet her, no, we were never close I don't even think that she knew my name. Eventually I passed her without a word. I didn't expect myself looking back after walking a few meters away from her. One… two… looks like her family became bigger. I can't believe it, she made that mistake, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She's not my classmate but if she continued her studies and didn't get pregnant that soon she would be in first year college by now. I heard about her situation from my mom, who knew that her sister was my batch mate. My mom told me that she had gone rebel because she had hepa-B and could not take the course that she wanted, nursing. She escaped to her poor boyfriend and eventually got pregnant and bore her child on a day I don't know when. What surprised me now was seeing her pregnant myself. My mom told me that she had already given birth to the first so the child she carries now must be the second one. It was so round that she looked like she carried a ball on her stomache. I think it's a 6 months old fetus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Her sister is my batch mate and a friend of mine in friendster. We both share a common attitude: we tend to become annoying in our curiosity and inquiries. So far he sister's been faring ok in her academic status though she did do better in elementary compared to high school.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I felt rather bad just passing by her there. I didn't even say hi but then again, why should I? I don't think she even knew me. I still remember her stern attitude as an official in softball before. If my mom hadn't told me, I wouldn't believe that she'd just let her life fall like that. Getting pregnant at that age? To stop going to school? Oh my gosh… I heard that her parents gave up on her. They said that she was spoiled, this separation and time at poverty would do her good. I guess they have a point but I think what they did is harsh. You see, right now, we also have this batch mate who got pregnant, stop going to school, gave birth, then went back to school. She's a graduatee now. Even though she was inactive for one year, at least she could continue with a proper education now with much support from her parents. Her child too is well cared of and had celebrated his/her birthday a few months back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wish A.J.'s parents were like that. Then maybe she would've had a better life now. Hay… life, life.. when will you stop giving us trials? I guess… never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1472971323269024981?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1472971323269024981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1472971323269024981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1472971323269024981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1472971323269024981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/teenage-pregnancy-hard-lesson-to-learn_27.html' title='Teenage Pregnancy: A hard lesson to learn'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-636549059427023736</id><published>2007-02-27T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Some Updates and CuteNews.RU</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I should've gone for mySQL instead of txtSQL..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey there, Shin here to update you on the development of our batch website, JLMM '07. For your convenience, here's link to what I'm talking about: &lt;a href="http://jlmm07.freehostia.com/"&gt;jlmm07.freehostia.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's still under construction and will be so for the next few weeks since I don't really have much time to attend to it.  Althought tonight I think I've made a pretty good discovery.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tada! &lt;a href="http://english.cutenews.ru/"&gt;CuteNews.RU&lt;/a&gt; — a CMS derived from the CuteNews at &lt;a href="http://www.cutephp.com/"&gt;cutephp&lt;/a&gt; that does NOT have the "Powered by CuteNews" link at the bottom! I'm so glad I found it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I installed it to our batch website a few minutes ago. It's only been a while but I've already encountered a few problems:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have yet to know how to set it to have http://jlmm07.freehostia.com as the index or homepage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I did manage to do the above mentioned the redirection went all screwey and now I can't go to the post's permalink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really think I should've gone with the mySQL installation instead of the txtSQL. You see, I wanted to try having my site use just flat files instead of the mySQL database. It sounded like a great idea at first but I see now that it would've been better if I had just gone with the mySQL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Huh… maybe I should reinstall it and go with the mySQL this time…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An update on Glenda, I heard she would be back by tomorrow, yahoo! &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;   She had the back of her head injured thus, the hospitalization but it didn't sound critical naman. I don't really know much of the details but if she's able to come back this soon then it might've not been as bad an accident as I thought it was although Dhal did mention Glenda's face and feet being bandaged all over… Lol, can't wait to see the photos they took! ^o^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another update, this time, in regards with this website. I cleaned up and decreased the number of tags. It was a tedious task having to edit the posts one-by-one but I guess it's worth it. The tags aren't as few as in &lt;a href="http://bluefire.i.ph/"&gt;Car's blog&lt;/a&gt; but I think they're just right since I really do have that many topics here. It should do. I hope you like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-636549059427023736?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/636549059427023736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=636549059427023736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/636549059427023736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/636549059427023736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-updates-and-cutenewsru_26.html' title='Some Updates and CuteNews.RU'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1284369812148232736</id><published>2007-02-26T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Idiot me speaking @_@</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Arghh… I can't believe I wasted 3 hours of my evening encoding only to find that the original file of my term paper was saved with the title "yate.doc" in our old computer!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How Stupid I am, ngayon ko pa lang chi-neck kung ano yung laman nun! Nakakainis talaga kasi inakala ko talaga before na nawala yung file ko na yun kaya nag-encode ako ng &lt;strong&gt;3 hours&lt;/strong&gt; only to find now na pwede ko na lang pala yung I-edit saving me precious time for sleep?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Argh… nakakainis naman ito! I feel like such an idiot! &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1284369812148232736?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1284369812148232736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1284369812148232736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1284369812148232736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1284369812148232736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/idiot-me-speaking_25.html' title='Idiot me speaking @_@'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4662088188125802535</id><published>2007-02-26T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Procrastination Syndrome and Glenda's accident... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Aaminin ko na! Ako ang isa sa mga taong may ganitong sakit @_@.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;pro·cras·ti·nate (pr&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/omacr.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;-kr&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/abreve.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;s&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;t&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/schwa.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;-n&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/amacr.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;t&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/lprime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;, pr&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/schwa.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;-)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;v.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;pro·cras·ti·nat·ed&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;pro·cras·ti·nat·ing&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;pro·cras·ti·nates&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;v.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;intr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; To put off doing something, especially out of habitual carelessness or laziness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;v.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;tr.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; To postpone or delay needlessly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/"&gt;TheFreeDictionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahay.. Ganito talaga ang nangyayari sakin ngayon. For weeks I've been postponing the finishing of my term paper until tonight–because tomorrow is the submission. I'm still rather skeptical about the deadline since I don't remember our English teacher, Mrs. Norma C. Aleman, talking about it but maybe because at that time I was just way to busy engrossing myself in the sudoku puzzle behind the back or our Tatsulok magazine…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Right now, I'm waiting for the other computer in our house to start up. I restarted it because the Microsoft Word Application hung up while I was encoding the references which I am proud to tell you is the last part of my paper. I'm almost done. I best get going then. &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh and I have really bad news… This morning I read Ivy's text saying that Glenda/Dendy got involved in a car accident last Friday (Feb. 23, 2007). Please look through my old post: &lt;a href="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/2007/02/23/laag-ta-and-my-sweet-lower-year-crush-friend/"&gt;Laag ta! and my lower year crush-friend &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I told her to just spend the night at our house since it was already about 7:30pm when we left Melver's house but no… She wanted to go back to Bulakanon. I guess she was fortunate enought to still find a ride home but looks like her luck didn't come to far since she met an accident… *sigh*.. This is so unfortunate.. I hope she's ok and I hope the teacher's consider her for a while—malapit na rin kasing ibigay ang mga clearance namin and if she's not around… Who knows what will happen to her academic status.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know the details yet and as far as I know the Ivy doesn't either. Simba ko lang, sana di na tsugi si Glenda. I'll go ask her friends at school tomorrow. Ivy said that she got admitted to a hospital in Makilala… Siya kasi eh, di na lang siya natulog samin.. :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4662088188125802535?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4662088188125802535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4662088188125802535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4662088188125802535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4662088188125802535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/procrastination-syndrome-and-glenda.html' title='Procrastination Syndrome and Glenda&amp;#39;s accident... :('/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-331518908179123715</id><published>2007-02-25T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Batch Webisite</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Para sa mga ka-batch at kakilala kong nakabasa ng post nato, swerte niyo—sa dashboard pa kasi ang ideyang ito eh.  Di pa online ang website ng NDKC IBEd HSD batch 2007. I'm still working on it. Now you know what I've been up to. Please don't tell them. I'd like this site to be a surprise on our Senior's ball &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I'm finding it difficult to pick where to host this site. I think it would be best if I use a database to make it searchable but I don't know how to make one. This is really tricky *_*. I've been to a few sites already which I think are quite useful. Among the wiki sites I browsed are: wikia, wetpaint and wikidot. I think a wiki would be better than having to type each profile manually myself and no one allowed to edit it. I also dropped by facebook a while ago, I think it's a little like friendster but on a much smaller—much, much smaller scale. I don't think I'll be considering that option again since I want to make a database not a social network..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hay.. grabe.. and hirap rin pala nito. I'm thinking of using cutenews on the batch home page and updates since wordpress would be rather heavy. I could have everything hosted at freehostia too but the accessibility when it comes to the database bothers me. Freehostia had the mail() function disabled you see thus I cannot send e-mail from there. If I intend on using that simple login php from phpjunkyard… I've never tried it before but if it needs to send validation accounts to users that register.. maybe I'll have to go back to ueuo and register again for their free web hosting. Ueuo has the mail() function enabled.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hay… maybe I shouldn't go on tomorrow's YFC production team practice after all. As you might have noticed in the time I posted this entry below, it's really kind of late. I spent most of my evening watching Princess Hours too you know &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; . I'm already at episode 20.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I think I'd best go to sleep now, I have a lot of stuff to do later… Requirements, term paper, whatever. Hay, that's what I get for being a student xD. Gimme a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-331518908179123715?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/331518908179123715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=331518908179123715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/331518908179123715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/331518908179123715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/batch-webisite_25.html' title='Batch Webisite'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-350174300711750804</id><published>2007-02-23T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliations'/><title type='text'>Laag ta! and my sweet lower year crush-friend :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was already 8:30pm when I got home from this afternoon's little trip at a friends house. Oh my gosh, this is the first time I ever got home late because of watching a movie at a friend's house, a.k.a. laag.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Inimbitahan ako ni Glenda na pumunta sa bahay nina Swaky para mag-bonding at manood ng sine. At first skeptical talaga ako dahil wala na akong pamasahe pero sinabi niya sakin na pwede naman akong umutang na lang sandali—siya nga umutang eh. In the end, I decided to go with her after getting p9.50 from our former Geometry teacher, Mr. Lauro Cinco.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah before I start talking about the little trip I would like to proudly say that I spent most of my day around my lower year crush. Oh this is why I just love being an MSLC officer! I guess he doesn't have any interest in me as a lover but I think were good friends who love to joke around one another &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He really made me curious when he said something about a high score word in the scrabble girls senior division championship game. He said something like how blind I was that I couldn't see that word. I know he would never lend a hand to me at situations like that but I asked for his help and some clues for the word but he never told me. Lol, I was starting to think that he didn't even find any high score word like he's making me believe! Nonetheless, I still love the fact that he really seems comfortable around me. I heard from Ac (Aileen A.) during the YFC youth camp that he's a nerd—the type of person that's so engrossed with studies and one who lacks a social life. But as far as I've seen, he's not like that at all. Actually, compared to my relationship with Ac, my friendship with him is much less painful! (lol, Ac always pinches me… Wawa skin ko sa kanya…). Call him a nerd if you want but he's a fun friend to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Something happened in the few minutes that I was away from him. When I got back from watching the championship game in basketball girls b/w our section, St. John, and St. Thomas he showed me this piece of long coupon bond. He said that the dots on it were his blood. I said he seemed anemic or had leukemia to have that colored blood but I didn't really take what he said seriously until I noticed the band-aid on his right hand's pointing finger. In my head I thought "Oh, I'm so sorry about what happened. I so wish I was there to fix it." He said that he hit his finger on a chair. It wouldn't stop bleeding so the band-aid had blood stains over his wound. I can't help but wonder if he has a sickness or something… You know the part of your nails that's attached to your fingers right? That's where the wound was… Ouch, that must've hurt.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another kilig moment for me today was when he borrowed Hecky's mp3 and shared it with me. Sure I asked him to share it with me in the first place but isn't he nice not to complain at all &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gosh his voice is so different compared to Mark's when he said the scores on the score sheet so I could add them in the calculator. Damn, I just love hearing his voice! Kahit na may "Ate" pang word before and name ko ok lang!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah did I say that he tried spelling my name in one of the extra card covers of the medals that were just hanging around the control booth? He stopped at the fourth letter then gave the thing to me, walang "Ate" this time! I wrote his name on the other side. I played with the spelling and got a few laughs out of it—most were my own though &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, later when Sir Cinco asked me to encode the overall scores of the HS days I requested that my lower year crush be the one to read them to me. Hehe, wala rin naman siyang masyadong ginagawa eh! At ayaw kong magpa-sarap siyang makinig dun sa mp3 habang ako naga-type-type-type. Di ko inasahang dadalhin niya rin pala ang mp3 ni Hecky, nyeh…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nakakatawa yung technique niya para magkahiwalay yung mga tickets para sa raffle tomorrow. By stab kasi ang pagkakapasa kaya yun, kinakailangan pa naming ipaghiwahiwalay ang bawat ticket sa isa't isa. It was a tedious task. Nung tumulong rin siya -finally- alam mong ginawa niya para mabilis "kuno" ang trabaho? He closed his palms around one stab and rubbed until each ticket would just fall away from another. Hay… grabe talaga xD. It was quick but I don't think that was such a good idea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found something interesting about him today. It was the first time his mom picked him up for lunch and in the afternoon he said that his mom was already waiting for him. Isn't it weird? I guess I shouldn't jump to conclusions—my lower year crush doesn't really seem like it but maybe.. like Chidi, my elementary crush, my lower year crush now is well.. also a mama's boy? haha, is it really my tendency to fall for those kind of guys? Haha, bahala na lang. Oh, after today, I can't help but wish that he was a 4th year student instead… Kung pwede, sana siya na lang nga ang date ko sa senior's ball! xD Matalino na, mabait na, gwapo na, cute na, respectful na at joker pa! Ano pa bang hahanapin ko!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, next topic, I ought to talk about this afternoon's little trip too. As I was saying, Glenda and I went to Swaky's house nearby to watch a movie and do some bonding. When we got there I was a little surprised at how few our numbers were. There was just Swaky, Jay-R, Bugs, Sang, Se, Chay2x, Dhal, Dendy (Glenda D.) and me? I guess it wasn't such a crowd but yeah, it was a little fun. At first I was busy trying to watch the movie while they were talking about random stuff but later on, they became quiet and focused on the movie too. The movie we watched was entitled "Lady in the Water." I'll admit that though it wasn't that scary it made me jump up and run 3 times. Haha, my friends joked about what I did too. I guess I'm really not as brave as my sister, Ate Star, when it comes to shows.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's a brief summary of the movie done with absolutely no research at all for my part xD:&lt;br /&gt;Story is a gnarf (water fairy) who has been chosen to become the Madam gnarf. Now, there is this monster named a scrunch that doesn't want her to become the Madam gnarf. The setting is at this apartment governed by Mr. Heap. To become the Madam gnarf Story must get picked up by this eagle who in the span of the story, could only try to get to her twice. The first time Story tried to go with the eagle she was attacked by the scrunch. Supposed to be there were these thwachis (whatever), who looked like monkeys and are damn evil but totally respected and obeyed because of their power (they had rules too), that were to protect her from the scrunch. For some reason though, when the scrunch attacked her at the eagle's first try to pick her up the thwachis didn't try to protect her. So now it was up to Mr. Heap and his tenants to protect Story from the scrunch as she gets picked up by the eagle.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a really interesting story but I wasn't really that impressed with the graphic effects. The scrunch was a heck of a lot scary though as it resembled a wolf with fierce twiglike grayish-silvery fur and red eyes. The plot twists really had me going and watching till the end. If you're looking for a refreshing plot to the genre of horror fantasy movies, then here's a show that you've just gotta watch &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the movie we decided to go home. I was the one who was dropped off at my house last. The driver told me that I would get scolded for wandering but when I got home my mom didn't seem to be the tiniest bit mad. She told me to text her next time I decide to come home late though. I will.. don't worry &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, did I mention that I was champion in the scrabble girls senior division today? I get another medal, yay! &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-350174300711750804?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/350174300711750804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=350174300711750804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/350174300711750804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/350174300711750804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/laag-ta-and-my-sweet-lower-year-crush_23.html' title='Laag ta! and my sweet lower year crush-friend :)'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5313708074387123800</id><published>2007-02-23T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliations'/><title type='text'>My lower year crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok I wonder if someone could relate with me here ^_^. The title's pretty self-explanatory: I'm a 4th year student who has a crush on a 3rd year student. And what do you know? Unlike Car's slight affair with Christian before, mine doesn't even have the least amount of interest in me! Waaah… looks like he doesn't reciprocate my feelings. How I realized this? If you're interested read the next paragraphs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My crush and I are both members of the Marist Student Leader's Council (MSLC) of our school. It just happened too that we're both scrabble players. He may be a guy but our event is at the same venue—the library. I've been long finished with my games for today so I decided to stay a while to watch the other games. When I saw that he was playing in the semifinals I decided to stay and watch. He also told me that the MSLC still has to compile the result of the games for today so I couldn't leave. I didn't show it but I was so ecstatic when I sat down beside him! Oh he looks so damn cute and handsome! I even tried taking a picture of him while he was playing using a fellow MSLC's phone (which was entrusted to him), lol, I can't believe he didn't notice xD. I soon deleted the photo though because he didn't look good in it. Carrying on the first sign that says "I'm not interested in you" came when he moved a little farther from me. I didn't see him do this but I eventually found out that his chair wasn't so close to me as before. Oh… so disappointing, and I so wanted to really sit next to him…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next sign was so damn plain but really showed his lack of interest in me. He didn't even try to wait for me when we were finally allowed to go home after our MSLC responsibilities. Sheesh, he walked so quickly. *sigh* That's so disapointing… Di niya man lang ako hinintay… &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;  Hay…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess those are my two signs. Oh by the way, he won in the semifinals (It almost ended up in a draw until we reviewed the faulty scoring). Tomorrow he'd be playing in the Scrabble boys championship in the Senior Division. Yey for him. Pero sakin—hay… kakainis naman. Waaah… Bahala na lang. If I get my championship done quickly (I'm playing in the Scrabble girls Senior Division too &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; ) I'll root for him. Haha, kawawa naman si _______—batch mate ko siya pero sa Junior niyang kalaban akong bumoboto! No bad feelings I guess, in regards with my lower year crush—even if he's not at all interested in me, he's still my friend who tells people what a joker I am (hehe, lagi kasi ako naga-atik-atik dun sa games sa scrabble eh, salig kay MSLC at naga-officiate rin) &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5313708074387123800?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5313708074387123800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5313708074387123800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5313708074387123800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5313708074387123800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-lower-year-crush_22.html' title='My lower year crush'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5497990260383371378</id><published>2007-02-22T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>All I want to do is find a way back into love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Haha.. the inspiration of this post came from &lt;a href="http://mitchsayoc.i.ph/blogs/mitchsayoc/2007/02/19/way-back-into-love/"&gt;Mitch's blog entry entitled: Way back into love  &lt;/a&gt;. I'm just here to blog about how I feel after reading that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Uhmm… I'll just go straight to the point. I don't know if this would matter to you or not but this is the question that has been bothering me tonight: "Should I ask him or not?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To protect my privacy in regards with crushes, I'll just call this one 'south-east' ;D.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our Senior's ball is on &lt;strong&gt;March 20, 2007&lt;/strong&gt; and lately I've noticed that my friends already have their partners. Not the majority of the seniors' population but the people that matter to me. Car has a partner, Carol has a partner, Margie has a partner, Grace has a partner and even Aimee already has a partner. The worst part is: I just recently found out that 2 of the guys whom I considered to become my partner are already taken! Lol, if I don't act now it might be too late. I would be bound to become a wallflower. It didn't use to bother me but thinking that I'll just be sitting while the other seniors are on the dance floor &lt;em&gt;all evening&lt;/em&gt; would really make me feel &lt;strong&gt;out of place&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So… now I'm thinking of finally asking south-east to be my partner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Come to think of it, he's prolly the one I would least dislike to go with among all my classmates. So why not ask him already? These are my reasons:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a girl… going to ask a guy? Uhmm.. shouldn't the guy do the asking…?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He might already have a partner… &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I heard him say once that his crush is from another section.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Damn, I still think he's a bit bastos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;So.. those are my reasons… gosh… do I sound shallow by saying that? Please comment if they're actually heavy enough for me to Not ask him to go with me xD.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I just remembered that the title of this post is "All I want to do is find a way back into love…" Come to think of it now, there's really not much reason for me to use that as a title. But I guess… I just hope that I get over my last broken love and be open to a new one &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5497990260383371378?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5497990260383371378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5497990260383371378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5497990260383371378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5497990260383371378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-i-want-to-do-is-find-way-back-into_21.html' title='All I want to do is find a way back into love...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5437599686133732530</id><published>2007-02-21T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>My normal day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Gosh am I starting to hate Smart Wifi. I can't even count how many times I had to disconnect and reconnect the wires just so I could keep on surfing the internet tonight, I swear when I grow up &lt;u&gt;I will not sign up for Smart Wifi's broadband dsl&lt;/u&gt; &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; . It's not that their internet connection is slow (I even prefer their speed to some Internet cafes in our city) but lol, I can't stand it when their connection goes AWOL. It really gets on my nerves!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got home a bit late tonight (at about 6:00pm) because we had a cramming practice for tomorrow's field demo. I think we have a pretty good chance of winning. Sure, we lost all our formations at the 2nd part due to lack of time (which was obviously caused by &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; being absent or kidding around during practices) but compared to the formation and moves of the 3rd year—ours are much neater (Sorry mga 3rd year ah… Feel free to comment against this but I'm just stating my opinion, please don't hate me or spam bad words because of this—you'll just be humiliating yourself since I didn't really say bad words against you). I guess it's just my own opinion, after all I am a senior and I should be cheering for my own team. Go Seniors! &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;About tomorrow I'm a little worried about Car. She seemed angry at me for really wanting to go home this afternoon whileast she was still finding a way to buy herself a black shirt for tomorrow (Oh I'm really starting to dislike our trainer, although he is sacrificing our time for us too I just hate his sudden 'explicit' outbursts. Tawagin ba naman kaming mga girls na 'puta?'—Ooh, he really got on my nerves this afternoon.. Good thing bukas na kami mag-perform. Goodbye explicit trainor! I won't miss you &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":P" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; ) Anyways, Car seemed quite annoyed especially when she was looking for someone to lend her p50 and I would just suddenly blurt out that I had p50 after she asked all those people (lol, I was standing next to her the whole time). Oh and an update on what I'm wearing tomorrow: I finally got someone to lend me white rubber shoes! Si Elcid, my brother's friend who always calls home, fortunately had one in store. He said it was size 5-6, I wonder if that'll fit me? I guess I'll just have to find out tomorrow &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, tomorrow I'll be the quizmaster in the academic contest too. Oh my gosh that reminds me of the questions I still have to conjure for the English, Vocabulary and prolly Gen. Information categories—that makes a total of about 21 questions. Shouldn't be to hard. But I better be careful in picking the words for the spelling, some of the words that I was thinking of adding came from Jefford M. I'm pretty sure he'll be one of the representatives of the 3rd year, gotta be fair you know.. &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wish us luck on tomorrow's High School Days! &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5437599686133732530?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5437599686133732530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5437599686133732530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5437599686133732530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5437599686133732530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-normal-day_20.html' title='My normal day.'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3368402015377371304</id><published>2007-02-15T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>My Lonely Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately… Yes.. I am… without a partner 'valentino' on Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;I thought for sure someone might ask me for the Seniors' Ball this coming March 20… but looks like—I thought wrong. Oh… Why not? Why not? Am I that ugly that people don't like me at all… &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; Is it my attitude? What's wrong with me… I often ask this question to myself whenever I'm reminded of how -mate-less- my life has been so far. It's a relief to know that Kharrie, prolly the prettiest girl in our school with tons of admirers too, is alone for valentines like me but why is it that eventhough I try my best to be fun, energetic, smart, kind, thoughtful—those stuff that guys look for I don't seem to get any catch at all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Car, a.k.a. bluefire, already has a partner for the Seniors' Ball—Jayven. She said she regretted the decision to go with him but personally, I think she made a better choice. I'd prefer Jayven over the other guy from their room who asked her today. I don't like guys who act like a girl's boyfriend when they're not. Specifically, I'm referring to those guys who touch a girl's hands/hips at nang-aakbay. That's not love—it's lust. Anyways, glad the guy from her room was too late *whew*. I won't mention any names though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel rather insecure with Car already having a partner and all. What about me? What if no one asks me? What if I don't wanna go with whoever asks me? (I am so damn fuzzy when it comes to these things) Oh… If only… If only… Q… arghh. I can't stand the thought of me still liking him that much still. After all, he already has his own boo. Even fate must disagree with my feelings for him. Yesterday (Feb. 13) and Today (Feb. 14) afternoon I had the -lucky- chance of seeing him and his girlfriend walk together. I even saw him at the a flower shop in Mega this afternoon buying flowers for her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to 1 Corinthians 13: 4-7&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nowadays, I frequently read those verses—the Bible for me these days has become a source of relief for my ever wandering heart. Since it's already obvious anyways… I'll admit it—I love Q. And as the song "Wag na Wag Mong Sasabihin" by Kitchie Nadal goes… I'm ready to let him go if that would make him happy the most.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't agree with his chosen girl and I think he's spoiling her simply because his last girlfriend dumped him due to his own neglect but I know one thing for sure: He's not the type of guy that would force himself to like someone because people told him to. And as Car said, he's a passionate person, I guess I'm just not the one to see that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hay… I feel like praying again… As I think about what I might meet in college I get reminded of the fact that: I never really liked Q because he was Q in the first place. Before, I simply liked him because I needed a filler for the hole in my heart after elementary. Maybe.. that would be the case in college too. I will again find someone to fill the void that Q left behind and eventually, find it hard to let go too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The one above might want me to be patient. He might want me to follow His son's words and to love Him above all things. I guess… maybe, if that's what He really wants for me, and that's what He knows would make me happy… Maybe I'll end up having the life that our Assistant Principal at NDKC IBEd leads too… single blessedness…  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3368402015377371304?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3368402015377371304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3368402015377371304&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3368402015377371304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3368402015377371304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-lonely-valentine_14.html' title='My Lonely Valentine'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1268534082803163982</id><published>2007-02-07T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Daydreaming is bad for my health</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;— My conclusion to what’s been going on in my head nowadays.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t stand it anymore! Bakit ba ganito na lang lagi ang iniisip ko&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ko galing sa school?&lt;br /&gt;Lagi na lang akong nangangarap na may mangyayaring maganda, lagi na lang ako&lt;br /&gt;umaasa sa wala—katangahan talaga kung tutuusin pero bat ginagawa ko pa&lt;br /&gt;rin?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hay.. siguto ito ang epekto sakin ng araw ng mga puso. Habang tinitingnan ko&lt;br /&gt;ang pulang papel na hugis pusong nakasabit sa sa kaliwa ko napapansin kong&lt;br /&gt;ni pangalan ko lamang ay di nakasaad dun. Katangahan talagang umasa sa taong&lt;br /&gt;meron ng iba—at alam kong, ayoko nang maging tanga &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bukas ng tanghali magkakaroon ang YFC ng ‘household’ simula ng 11:40&lt;br /&gt;hanggang 12:40. Magtitipon-tipon raw ang lahat ng mga YFC sa high school at&lt;br /&gt;pamumunuan ang aming ‘household’ na yun ni Kuya Andy &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; . Makikilala ko na&lt;br /&gt;rin ang mga kapwa ko YFC. Nais ng mga nag-organize ng meeting na yun na&lt;br /&gt;mapag-usapan ang tungkol sa nalalapit na malaking pagtitipon ng mga YFC sa&lt;br /&gt;North Cotabato (patawad, nakalimutan ko ang mga detalye). Na-gi-guilty akong&lt;br /&gt;isiping ang punot-dulo ng nais kong pagdalo sa household bukas ay ang&lt;br /&gt;pag-asang naroon ang minahal ko nung elementary. Ang taong matalino, mabait&lt;br /&gt;at laging nakangiti na nagustuhan ko sa aking kabataan. Hay… may parte ng&lt;br /&gt;pagkatao kong labis ang paghiling na muli siyang makita ngunit may isa ring&lt;br /&gt;bahaging nagsasabing masasaktan lang ulit ako kaya wag na lang sana siya&lt;br /&gt;sumipot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sinasabi ng ilan kong kaklase na mayabang ako. Tama naman sila, pero&lt;br /&gt;pagdating sa mga asignaturang ganito nanliliit ako. Di ko ito gustong&lt;br /&gt;pag-usapan dahil alam kong di naman ako kagandahan para magustuhan nino man.&lt;br /&gt;Kanina nga lang nagsumbatan na naman kami ni Bo at nung tinanong ng isang&lt;br /&gt;kapwa kaklase namin kung kami raw ba ang magiging magka-partner sa prom,&lt;br /&gt;sinabi kong “mas gugustuhin ko pang maging kapartner ang aso” (aso to me =&lt;br /&gt;q). Sinumbatan naman ako ni Bo na ayaw niya ring ako ang makapartner niya,&lt;br /&gt;ay yabang ko raw kasi at lagi ko siyang minamaliit (di nako magdadahilan,&lt;br /&gt;alam ko naman mali ang ginawa ko. Tatahimik na lang siguro ako sa susunod&lt;br /&gt;kapag nariyan siya). Marahil ako lang sa amin ang inisip na mabuti yun.&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko talaga ng mga aso eh. Sila ay loyal, nakakatuwa at laging masaya&lt;br /&gt;pag nakikita ang kanilang amo. Ayon rin sa aking Zodiac sign na Horse,&lt;br /&gt;nababagay ako sa isang taong pinanganak sa taon ng mga Aso (tulad na lang ng&lt;br /&gt;aking ama).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Di talaga ako magaling magtagalog. At ngayong mga araw ito na marahil ang&lt;br /&gt;aking ikatatlong attempt na mag-post. Kapag binabasa ko kasi ang aking&lt;br /&gt;nagawang sulatin, di ko maiwasang isipin—ganito na ba kalala ang grammar&lt;br /&gt;ko? Bakit pati ako mismo, di ko maintindihan ang post ko?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Siguro epekto lamang ito ng paglipas ng panahon. Araw ng mga puso, araw ng&lt;br /&gt;mga puso—minsan hinihiling kong di na lang sana ako tumaba at naging&lt;br /&gt;chubby para di naman ako mangulila o naunahan ng iba sa taong gusto ko. O&lt;br /&gt;kay hirap naman magkagusto sa cute–ang malas. Hay… nagsasawa nakong&lt;br /&gt;maging tanga, masarap matulog. Gagawin ko na lang ang mga requirements ko&lt;br /&gt;para di ko na sila isipin. &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1268534082803163982?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1268534082803163982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1268534082803163982&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1268534082803163982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1268534082803163982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/daydreaming-is-bad-for-my-health_06.html' title='Daydreaming is bad for my health'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7116311311401048878</id><published>2007-02-06T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Nakakainis maging estudyante</title><content type='html'>Ayoko na, sawa nakong mangarap ng gising! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi na lang ganito ang iniisip ko tuwing umuuwi ako ng bahay galing sa school at nagsisimula na naman isipin ang tungkol sa mga iniibig ko. Hay, nakakainis naman, ang malas. Normal lang siguro ito para sa iba pero para sakin, ayoko na. Lagi na lang nasasayang ang oras ko---mabuti nga at ilang minuto matapos akong mangarap ay inaantok ako nakakatulog na lang (tulad na lang ng nangyari kanina).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... ito lang siguro ang epekto sakin ng Araw ng mga Puso, may toyo na ata ang utak ko. *_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7116311311401048878?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7116311311401048878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7116311311401048878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7116311311401048878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7116311311401048878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/nakakainis-maging-estudyante_06.html' title='Nakakainis maging estudyante'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-519264310352396431</id><published>2007-02-02T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Ganda ng palabas bukas sa PH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;PH = Princess Hours.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ang una kong inaabangan:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gian: Monique, wag ka nang umasa pa. Tapos na ang lahat sa atin. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Reaction ko: buti nga sayo MoniQue! hahaha! xD &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ang pangalawa kong inaabangan:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gian: (to Troy) Napansin kong mukhang naghahanda ka nang maging hari. Sabihin mo, ano ang una mong planong gawin pag ikaw ang naging hari Troy?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Troy: Ipa-a-anull ko ang kasal mo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh!!! Ang ganda talaga ng sinabi ni Troy!! Personally, I don't agree with what he plans to do pero isn't he so.. Just so.. SWEET to say that in front of Gian's face?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am pro Gian x Janelle but I just can't help but love the sweet words that come from Troy's mouth ♥ ♥ I just knew he'd say that but that didn't spoil hearing it for myself at all. Kung sa panahong iyon nga eh iniisip kong: buti nga sayo Gian, lagi mo kasing inaaway si Janelle—yan tuloy, gusto siyang kunin ni Troy mula sayo. Hay… grabe! Wala talagang kapintasan ang ginawang script!! Oh I'm falling for a fictional character! ♀♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-519264310352396431?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/519264310352396431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=519264310352396431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/519264310352396431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/519264310352396431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/02/ganda-ng-palabas-bukas-sa-ph_01.html' title='Ganda ng palabas bukas sa PH!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4566067281224882142</id><published>2007-02-01T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:29.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>This is a story by Krizza Razon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebel Hearts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A silent hum escaped her lips as she read the book in front of her, oblivious to the fact that a thousand or so students were milling around her. Well, they are just swirls of blue and white to her, anyway. It didn't matter, really. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A single leaf fell to the ground beside her feet from the strong protecting tree that shaded her from the hot afternoon sun. It is lunchtime. She looked at her watch. 12:45. 15 more minutes until Chemistry. She buried her head back again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At the far corner of the school grounds, hearty laughter could be heard from a small bunch. The popular bunch. They are composed of the most beautiful, most handsome, in short, most sought after in school. Among them is James. James, the incredible basketball player, the amazing guitarist, the talented math wiz, the dedicated one to the girl he's courting, the perfect guy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He looked around as his friends joked about how easy the exams had been. That's it. That's the reason why many have a crush on them. It’s because they got both good looks and brains. Not like the others who only have brains because in this school, there are no "only looks" persons, everyone has brains. After all, it's a science high school. What do you expect?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He spotted her sitting under a tree across the Quad. She is alone. He looked at his friends again and excused himself. He has to ask now. The timing is perfect.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Hi."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She looked up. And her breath caught up in her throat. It's James.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Hi," she said and smiled a little. She is one who can keep herself sane when talking to the guy she's loved for two straight years who never loved her back as far as she knows. "Why?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I'd get straight to the point, Aeiriss."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dub-dub. Dub-dub.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Is the rumor true?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She blinked. She knew it. How did she ever think that he wouldn’t ask? Of course he have already heard the crazy rumor that she, Aeiriss, likes him, James. Well, it's not true. For she, Aeiriss, does not like James, but loves him. Her expression took that one of a puzzled, as if she doesn't know what he's talking about. "Rumor? What rumor?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He smiled. "That you like me." Trust him to be calm. He's dealt with more crazed girls chasing after him before, she thought.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Oh that!" She laughed and hoped it didn't sound so hollow, since that is exactly how she felt right now. Hollow. Like her insides have been taken out by force using a scrapper. "Don't tell me you believe Mike! You're not exactly taking him seriously, are you?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He laughed too. "Of course not! I was just curious. I mean I won't be surprised if it was. Lots of girls do find me very attractive. I think that's what they call inborn. I guess I'm just born charming," he said smiling. She almost stood up and brushed away his hair from his eyes when a gentle wind blew. But she refrained herself from doing so for that would be doing exactly the opposite of what she just told him. "So, it's not really true? Not even a tiny speck of admiration because c'mon! It's not really true?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She raised an eyebrow. "Well, the answer is a very flat 'no,' because c'mon! How can I like someone whose head is the size of a swollen tire?" she joked too, imitating him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And they laughed together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then silence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The bell rang somewhere in the distance and she stood up. Thanking all the gods that there may who helped the time go faster. It was bad enough that she's been denying that to everyone who's been curious. But to lie to his face about something that can't be anymore true than how the sky is blue.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She just had to deny it. He just asked it out of curiosity. It's not like he'd court her if she admitted it to be true. By all the force in the world he's been in love with someone among his crowd shortly after she, her self loved him. It's just not right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, she loves him. But she just can't admit that to his face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No. She can't.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And she walked away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He watched her back as she turned to go inside the lab. But he didn't move. He'd be late. He knows that. It doesn't matter. It doesn't really matter when your heart's just been torn to little pieces over the last 15 minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He shouldn't have asked her. He shouldn't have. But he thought she did. That she did like him. The way she'd look at him when he'd joke about something. The way she smiles when he talks to her. The way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A tear fell down his cheeks. He thought, he only thought of things his way. Maybe that's what's wrong with him. But he was so sure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another tear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He just joked about it when she said it wasn't true. What else is there to do? If he hadn't, he might have gone to his knees there and there and confessed that if she doesn't, then he does with all his heart. It's all my fault.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If only I hadn't courted Leihan too early. But I can't back down now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tears. What now? Should he corner her again and tell her? And have his pride be stomped this time? No! He can't. But he loved her too much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last tear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'd just leave her in silence. Love her in silence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebel Thoughts to Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She watched them file out of the classroom. Hurried steps echoing through the floor. They are going to practice for a school contest to be performed tomorrow at the park. She's not a part of the performers. She's one of the group entrusted with producing props for the presentation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Her eyes wandered to the blank blackboard. Blank. The old habit of writing "nothings," as she and her friends like to call them, is coming back. She peered through the chalk box. There is one solitary chalk. White. Inviting. Her hand reached out for it. Smooth. The tip now inches away from the board's green pain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Aeiriss!" Her hand stopped.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Wait a minute," she called back and stared back unto the board. Write. She commanded her hand. And it did. It wrote words after words and formed a two-stanza poem. She stood back to read it. A dull ache in her heart. 'I, You, Her.' I, herself. You, a classmate. Her, her classmate's love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A dull ache in her heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She read the poem one last time and left the room to go home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He fitted the key into the lock. Hurrying to see if he left his wallet here yesterday. It was at the park that he noticed he didn't have it in his pocket. Good thing he can call his father and ask him to pick him up in times like that, which he did.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He rummaged through the cabinet and finally, at the bottom of a pile of papers, he found it. He shook his head. Another loser playing a prank. If that's the case, then this is a first. No one ever dared to play a prank on him. All the boys sort of looks up to him with respect as their leader. But then again, he may have just misplaced it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He was about to leave the room and return to attend the flag ceremony when he noticed the writing on the board. It stood out from the surface, pale white against dark green. It is a short poem. He strained his eyes to see, two stanzas, he thinks. He started to turn when he recognized the handwriting. He began to read.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I, You, Her (what?)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You stare at her (he remembered the girl he is courting). You follow her every move (yes, he does). You breathe her every word (true). You love her more than anything (.).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What you don't know is that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I stare at you (his heart began to beat faster). I follow your every move (a burning sensation). I breathe your every word (his heart clenched). I love you more than you love her (dub-dub. dub-dub). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A dull ache.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He peered through the chalk box. There's only one chalk. He picked it up. He held in his hand the very chalk that wrote the poem with that thought he added words after words to the poem, which formed another stanza.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And he truly left to return to his line.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She entered the room with the rest of the class. Each talking about the contest this afternoon. But her eyes are on the board. The board in where she wrote a two-paragraphs poem yesterday. The poem is still there. But now, it's not only two stanzas. Someone added lines. She frowned at who could have done it. But when she recognized the handwriting, her heart leapt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What I don't know is that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You stare at me too (she thought back to those selected few incidents). You follow my every move out of the corner of your eye (what?). You breathe my every word in your secret world (confusion). You love me more than you have ever loved her (dub-dub. dub-dub).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She closed her eyes. This is a dream. She waited for somebody to wake her up. She waited and waited. But no one did. And when she opened her eyes, you may call it fate but others prefer to call it destiny, she saw him looking at her. Through the swirls of blue and white, through the chatters and excitement of the whole class amidst all this, they stared at each other.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And on this one fated ay or destined day (whichever way you prefer), rebels gave way to freedom. Words telling it all with no one speaking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebel Without a Cause&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The room is thinning of people as news spread about our teacher in math being absent. Some went down to have their lunch early; others (but only a small number) went to the library to study for future lessons, while a great deal went somewhere else, only He knows where.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I stayed in the classroom with my good friend, the one I'm closest in all our group. As I scan the room for other breathing souls, I saw her. I felt my heart leap with joy, I don't know why. She is with her friend and they are talking in hushed voices so I can't quite hear them though I caught a few words like "thought, "can't," and "impossible." I didn't mind really. Just her being there is enough for me, though again, I don't know why. But when I heard the name "Rikui," I felt a sense of insecurity, of jealousy, a dull ache in my heart. I can't resist it. I so strategically turned my chair a little nearer to them as I did so; their conversation became clear to my ears.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Could you please repeat that again?" I heard her friend say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Ok," that two-letter word resonated through my head as if spoken by an angel, though again, I don't know why. "I was walking home yesterday, ID in hand as usual when I saw a pair of feet standing in front of me. I stepped to the right to let him pass but he grabbed my ID instead," concern filled up inside me, now that's Ok, since it's normal to feel that way when you hear something like that, "I started to panic but when I raised my head to see who it was, I became unable of speech. It was Rikui," concern was quickly replaced by frustration, what is he doing? "I'm rooted to the spot, tongue-tied. Then he said, "I'll be waiting for you" and when away. I was dazed. Then this morning, I came to realize that he got my ID. How am I going to get in? But when I reached the gate, there he was, standing, 'waiting for me,' wearing my ID." Anger. Anger. I felt angry at myself for being so damn slow, stupid, for I just realized something, though I can't still put it, "Then he accompanied me inside and helped me wear my ID. He ever carried my bag. And then he said that he won't be able to see me this afternoon since he'll be going home late but he will surely be at the gate tomorrow morning again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She's finished with her story. I can hear her friend telling her that she can't believe it. But her voice seemed so distant as my mind now is only focused on what she had just said. Rikui had made his move. And he had already graduated, studying in a different school. While I? I'm just here, her classmate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I snapped back into reality as I heard what she said next. "I don't know. He's really a nice and smart guy and he has been my crush since last year. I still can't believe it. As if this is a long lost dream finally coming true," I sensed regret, not happiness, in her voice, "And maybe, if we talk something over, it could just work out."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That did it! I felt myself abruptly stand up, knocking my chair off. I felt my feet walk outside the room as fast as possible, to where? I don't care. I don't know why I did it. Though I already have a vague idea, it still can't be. Just as I was coming down the stairs, I heard her voice and she spoke of my name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"James!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It almost made me stop. Almost. I can't stop now. There will be too much questions. But why is she running after me? I ignored the crazy idea that she cared. That's impossible, just impossible.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm still walking fast, she is almost running. I play basketball; the only sport she can play is chess. I reached an empty classroom at the end of the corridor that is most secluded since it is located in the farthest part of the school. I banged the door open and went inside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My thoughts are full of 'why's' and 'it can't be's.' My fist pounded the blackboard. Why? Why? I don't know the answer either. I heard her footsteps. She had stopped running. I can't believe she still followed me. But then I felt her soft hand touch my shoulder and I melted.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"James."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know why I did it, but I did. I felt my arms flung itself backwards and knocked her down into the corner of the room. I was shocked. She too, I can tell. I turned around and saw her sitting down, crouching, face buried on her knees, shaking, probably crying. I felt angry at myself. Why? Why did I do it? But there's no time for questions now. I walked towards her and crouched facing her side. My hand felt soft smooth skin as it unmidfully reached and touched her cheek. She stopped quivering and slowly raised her head and faced me. Sweat and tears covered her face. I reached for my handkerchief and wiped it all away. But I didn't remove my hand from her face. I just let it stay there. It just felt so right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A million things I want to ask her. Why did she follow me? Why is it that she likes Rikui? Why does she make me feel this way? Then it hit me. I love her. It's not because she's beautiful, because no, her looks are not to die for. It's not because she's the smartest in class, because no, she's not. It's not because she's popular, because no, only a few people know her. It's because she's her and I just let her slip though (*snap*) like that! She's about to belong to Rikui. Not to me. But before I truly let her go, maybe just one. Just one will sustain me throughout my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I tilted her face and stared into the depths of her eyes. Is that love burning there? No! It can't be. It may just be the reflection of my own. But I can't resist it anymore. So I closed the small distance between our lips. I felt her mouth form a small 'o' against mine. Softly. Gently. I was surprised when she started to kiss me back with equal passion to how I feel, if not, more. All doubts ceased to exist as the whole world did, too. It's just us. There. Alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After some time. We broke apart. Catching our breath. I saw her cast her eyes down.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I love you." I blurted. It's now or never. I don't care what they say. I don't care what they think. I love her and it took one move from Rikui for me to realize it. I waited in silence as she stared down. Unable to breath since I'm almost afraid of what she would do next.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I love you too."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A whisper. Soft. But clear. What?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But before I can ask her, she stood up and started to leave the room. But being the quick athlete that I was, I reached her in one swift motion and wrapped my arms around her. She is shaking. I smelled the scent of her long dark hair. Sweet, just as she is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I love you. I love you. I love you," I continuously whispered to her, as if trying to make her believe something she had already affirmed. She then turned and sobbed freely in my arms and I tightened my embrace as if not wanting to let go, yet again, I really don't.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I love you too."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A whisper. Soft. But clear. And I don't need to ask 'What?' this time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everything became all right. Everything is now all right. Everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went back into our classroom together, faces not much of an open book but our eyes convey it all, for she loves me and I love her. We love each other.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Finally, this rebel heart found its cause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4566067281224882142?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4566067281224882142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4566067281224882142&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4566067281224882142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4566067281224882142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-story-by-krizza-razon_31.html' title='This is a story by Krizza Razon'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-647897510749519078</id><published>2007-01-31T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>I watched Princess Hours this evening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh my gosh…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actually, I watched these shows in tv but since you don't really know them&lt;br /&gt;(and I don't think that I can make any good enough description) you can&lt;br /&gt;watch them through the links below:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=615toOg0kNk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=615toOg0kNk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7lNVPzV8yg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7lNVPzV8yg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh my gosh… This is just.. just.. Sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;For Janelle and Gian I mean. Oh poor Troy.. He's so damn cute! (♥.♥)&lt;br /&gt;Haha… I hope you don't mind my sudden change to my native tongue&lt;br /&gt;(Tagalog)—Gabaan si Monique.. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Poo-poo Monique. That's what you get for flirting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh.. Yool is so cute!! Lol… este Troy is so cute pala… I could just fill&lt;br /&gt;this post with hearts! Oh… I wish he was still my age and studying in my&lt;br /&gt;school… I wouldn't mind having to court the guy anymore if he's the guy..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha…. ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, did I say that I'm posting this post via e-mail? Just checking..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. You see, ffox has hunged up on me again and since there's a pop-up&lt;br /&gt;blocker (~edited, finally I know how to turn off the pop-up blocker.. yay!) and Opera doesn't support i.ph blogging… lol, I had to use this&lt;br /&gt;e-mail thing.. Guess it works since you're reading this post. &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-647897510749519078?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/647897510749519078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=647897510749519078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/647897510749519078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/647897510749519078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-watched-princess-hours-this-evening_30.html' title='I watched Princess Hours this evening...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8964393986583831586</id><published>2007-01-31T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>I'm posting via e-mail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Figured this would make my posting SOOO much easier.. ;)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now I would be able to post to my 2 blogs (&lt;a href="http://meisatsu.edu.ms/"&gt;meisatsu.edu.ms&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://reishin.i.ph/"&gt;reishin.i.ph&lt;/a&gt;) without breaking a sweat in logging in and out!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is so cool!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/start"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.i.ph/"&gt;i.ph&lt;/a&gt; rocks!! Oh yeah did I say that my &lt;a href="http://i.ph/"&gt;i.ph&lt;/a&gt; site is going well? It so less crowded there you see.... Grabe... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8964393986583831586?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8964393986583831586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8964393986583831586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8964393986583831586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8964393986583831586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-posting-via-e-mail.html' title='I&amp;#39;m posting via e-mail!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3045700750573582159</id><published>2007-01-30T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>reishin.i.ph</title><content type='html'>I got a new blog at i.ph!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reishin.i.ph/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reishin.i.ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a matching e-mail add (actuall.. the e-mail add was contributed the most to my want to make a blog there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:reishin.i.ph"&gt;reishin@i.ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you could indulge yourselves with the "Rocking with Calliope" post...  (I didn't make it that's for sure...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you for choosing Calliope to make your mark on the world wide web. You’ve made an awesome choice. because Calliope doesn’t just give you a blog, It gives you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unmatched privacy and security&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calliope gives you the power to create your own “Me Wide Web”, a slice of the internet that is truly your own, made available to who you choose, be it everyone or a select few.Simply add people you want to give access to via the control panel and set permissions every time you post new blog posts, photos or audio files.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A whole new level of customizability&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calliope allows you to edit all aspects of your blog on the fly, quickly and easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most complete profile page&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our profile page brings together the essential content you have put out on the web, be it your social networks, your online photos and videos even your social bookmarks and anything else you consider significant. Your new profile page doesn’t just say who you are in the Calliope network, it’s a roadmap to who you are on the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A powerful photo gallery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calliope’s powerful photo gallery allows you to showcase your best photos to the world; the photo gallery also allows for easy organization of your digital memories and comes with advanced privacy and security options so you can control who sees which of your pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Integrated Audio player&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calliope comes integrated with an audio player that allows you to upload your favorite songs and podcasts and organize them with ease. Stream your audio files from Winamp and iTunes; you can even set privileges so that you control who gets to stream or download your audio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your very own domain.&lt;/strong&gt; (example: username.i.ph)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mail forwarding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All email messages sent to yourusername@i.ph are automatically forwarded to the email address you used to register, giving you a unique, conveniently short email address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Calliope was not designed with an aim to outdo all the existing blog platforms out there, but by thinking of ways to enrich YOUR online experience, that’s exactly what we ended up with. If we strip everything down, the internet is all about people. Lots and lots and lots of people. We understand that it’s easy to get lost in the pack. We want you to stand out. This is why Calliope is all about you. Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3045700750573582159?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://reishin.i.ph' title='reishin.i.ph'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3045700750573582159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3045700750573582159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3045700750573582159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3045700750573582159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/reishiniph_30.html' title='reishin.i.ph'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1218910325600837515</id><published>2007-01-30T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>ashen.i.ph</title><content type='html'>Isn't it weird when you thought of deleting something but when you finally get the chance to do so.. you back out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened in the two plans I thought of doing tonight. First I wanted to delete my account in blogskins since 3 people rated me down for giving a 3.5 rating in their skins. And second I wanted to request somebody at i.ph to delete my ashen.i.ph account there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards with the blogskins account,&lt;br /&gt;what made me change my mind was the replies on the apologies I sent to the people I gave the 3.5 rating. At first I mostly did the apologizing for the sake of my reputation in blogskins but after reading their reply, I don't regret sending those apologies at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 people that replied told me that a rating of 3.5 usually means bad... They also understood that I didn't know that because I was still a newbie. All three people who lowered my rating removed their ratings and that made me feel relieved. I decided to not go through with my plan to delete my account there afterall... I guess... God had worked wonders there... :) I really didn't want to delete my account afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards with the &lt;a href="http://ashen.i.ph"&gt;ashen.i.ph&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;From now on that site would be my 2nd blog. I moved out because of the spam but now that they've managed a way to control that and seemed to have new templates to offer... I think I'll be keeping my account there afterall. Besides, I still dig the url and e-mail address that comes with it, ashen@i.ph --- Short and Sweet, I have a feeling I'd be using that e-mail add more some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever got the feeling that you wanted to delete something but didn't go through with that plan? I certainly did. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1218910325600837515?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ashen.i.ph' title='ashen.i.ph'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1218910325600837515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1218910325600837515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1218910325600837515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1218910325600837515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/asheniph_29.html' title='ashen.i.ph'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-6251236409459528741</id><published>2007-01-28T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layouts'/><title type='text'>Hay kulit talaga nitong blogger oh...</title><content type='html'>Updates on my first template "Flyff Assist." I separated the background pattern from the main pic. The main reason was because one can no longer navigate properly when one uses a resolution lower that 1024x768. I managed to get the an outcome letting one navigate and see the whole main pic but the problem now is: the image tag's hspace and vspace properties don't support pixels in IE. Another thing, when I made my template in First Page it looked fine but when I used it on blogger the position of the main pic looked slightly out of place (and you know how I am when it comes to details)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I have a few more bugs to fix... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-6251236409459528741?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/6251236409459528741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=6251236409459528741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6251236409459528741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6251236409459528741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/hay-kulit-talaga-nitong-blogger-oh_27.html' title='Hay kulit talaga nitong blogger oh...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7463035551513755725</id><published>2007-01-26T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layouts'/><title type='text'>My first blog template "Flyff Assist" ^_^</title><content type='html'>Hay salamat, natapos ko na rin ang paggawa sa blog template ko. This time, it actually works!&lt;br /&gt;But then again, for it to work on my site I had to switch back to the old blogger template system....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! Better than the new one which I barely understood ;P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also added two more navi's at the sidebar namely the Recent: Posts &amp; Comments, Templates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an account at Blogskin a few hours ago and had the feeds burned (not literally). So now you can view the feeds of my blogskin account at the "Templates" part. Cool ain't it? I sure think so ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I hope you like my blog's new skin believe me, this is waaaay better than the last one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link if you're interested in more info about it: &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/129028"&gt;#01 Shin: "Flyff Assist"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7463035551513755725?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogskins.com/info/129028' title='My first blog template &amp;quot;Flyff Assist&amp;quot; ^_^'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7463035551513755725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7463035551513755725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7463035551513755725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7463035551513755725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-first-blog-template-assist.html' title='My first blog template &amp;quot;Flyff Assist&amp;quot; ^_^'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1491173394050316842</id><published>2007-01-25T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Huhuhu... Ayaw i-accept ng blogger ang 1st blog template ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img242.imageshack.us/my.php?image=huhuhu0om.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/1444/huhuhu0om.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh* Kainis naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Reishin here again. I finished making my first blog template or blog skin a few minutes ago. I tell you, it's hard when you have little knowledge of codes. I had to go to blogskins.com just to find examples do base my work on. Eventually, I was able to finish my Flyff layout (yay!). The reason why I chose to make a Flyff layout is that I liked Flyff a lot last summer. Heck, I would still be playing now if it wasn't for the frequent 'lag' situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I started making it yesterday and finished it tonight---or so I thought. Looks like blogger beta wouldn't accept my code!! It says that it wasn't a valid XML (i_i) Oh!! I had wanted to change my blog template tonight! I was beginning to have doubts over my decision to switch to blogger beta now. The XHTML strictness is getting annoying... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope I get my layout to work tomorrow though. I'm open for any comments about it even if it's not done yet (btw, I haven't uploaded it to any site featuring templates so this is the only place you'll see it). *sigh*... oh I kinda miss the old blogger...&lt;br /&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/7995462400612473120-1491173394050316842?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1491173394050316842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1491173394050316842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1491173394050316842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1491173394050316842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/huhuhu-ayaw-i-accept-ng-blogger-ang-1st_24.html' title='Huhuhu... Ayaw i-accept ng blogger ang 1st blog template ko'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5160309307357322393</id><published>2007-01-22T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:32.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I passed the UPCAT. woohoo!!</title><content type='html'>UP just gotta get a better host because their website loads to slowly. But let's not let that spoil the great news~&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I passed in the UPCAT!! It said so in their website!! &lt;a href="http://upcat.up.edu.ph/"&gt;upcat.up.edu.ph.&lt;/a&gt; Oh I am so thrilled with the results!! I don't really plan on studying there but isn't it nice to know that yours truly qualified for the said school?? It a shame I lost the password to my e-mail at kakurine_lea@yahoo.com. That was the e-mail I filled in when I applied. Because of my carelessness and dumb attempt to use something about Q as the password---I can't access my account anymore :(.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways, I'm still glad. I can't wait to tell my friends tomorrow.. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh yeah, my course there was BS Biology... Hmm.. I wonder if... nah! I'd go for Brokenshire instead!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5160309307357322393?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://upcat.up.edu.ph' title='I passed the UPCAT. woohoo!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5160309307357322393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5160309307357322393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5160309307357322393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5160309307357322393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-passed-upcat-woohoo_22.html' title='I passed the UPCAT. woohoo!!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4524832284550544457</id><published>2007-01-22T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:32.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Googled my name</title><content type='html'>Haha, for some weird reason while I was listening to the song that I posted below my hands moved around the keyboard and googled the real name of Q.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Found not relevant links.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After that, I googled my own real name.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I found one link. It led me to this site: &lt;a href="http://www.brokenshire.edu.ph/entrance_exam/entrance_exam_view_result.asp?qresult=12092006"&gt;Brokenshire College Entrance Exam Result&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well whaddya know... ;)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4524832284550544457?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4524832284550544457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4524832284550544457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4524832284550544457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4524832284550544457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/googled-my-name_22.html' title='Googled my name'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7835612157605722278</id><published>2007-01-22T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I Started A Blog Nobody Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://odeo.com/flash/audio_player_tiny_gray.swf" quality="high" width="145" height="25" name="audio_player_tiny_gray" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="audio_id=1708649&amp;audio_duration=138.083&amp;valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www.catbirdseat.org/catbirdseat/aug06/blog.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe... I think I can relate to this song... Please listen to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I don't think the player works on IE. &lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.com"&gt;Download Firefox&lt;/a&gt; instead... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7835612157605722278?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7835612157605722278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7835612157605722278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7835612157605722278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7835612157605722278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-started-blog-nobody-read_22.html' title='I Started A Blog Nobody Read'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8703060289882255821</id><published>2007-01-21T06:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:32.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliations'/><title type='text'>YFC na ako!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Kakabalik ko lang galing ng National High School.&lt;br/&gt;Itong post na ito ay follow-up sa "Was it fate?" kong post.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Natapos na rin sa wakas ang aming 1 and a half day and 1 night na YFC youth camp.&lt;br/&gt;Di ko na ikukuwento ang in-depth na detalye pero ok rin naman siya. May pagka-boring talaga tulad na lang ng sinabi ni kuya Andy pero at least I didn't spend my weekend drowning myself in food. Fiesta kasi ng Subdivision namin eh.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways, the session was composed of 5 talks. Namely: 1. God's love and plan for us, 2. Who is Jesus to me, 3. Repentance, forgiveness. 4. God's gift of the Holy Spirit, and 5. Growing in the Holy Spirit. Sorry nga pala kung may mga mali ang mga title ng mga talks na gi-note ko.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In fairness lang, para siyang Retreat Part II. Mga 16 kaming participants na gustong maging YFC kahapon. Isa na ako run, 2nd si Mae P.,  3rd si Christine, at last ay yung gf ni Michael T. na si Kyra (uy!! Jelly is Dendy!!). Ang tatlong nauna ay pawang mga 4th year. Ang tawagan pa nga nina Mae at Christine ay "boo"---para silang magkasintahan. At some points, for the fun of it, nakiki-boo rin ako sa kanila. hehe. Si Kyra naman, yung dating GF ni Michael T. na nakipagbreak sa kanya last Thursday, ay first year pa lamang. Nang malaman kong ex pala sila ni Tapia sinabi niyang baka matalo sa Takraw si Tapia sa Marist Meet. Naku, sabi ko sa kanya kasalanan niya talaga if matalo sila.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Generally, wala na ako gaanong maalaala sa talks maliban sa title nila. Sorry po, pero boring talaga eh. Disappointed talaga ako nung malamang wala si Chidi dun, siya pa naman ang isa sa mga dahilan kung bakit atat na atat akong pumunta.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Nasurpresa talaga ako dun sa nangyari sa talk 5 though. Di ko na sasabihin sa blog na ito kasi request yun sa amin ng mga YFC. Oh yeah, YFC na rin nga pala ako :P. hehe.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;While I was there nakapag-bonding rin ako ng kaunti sa mga kakilala ko dun. OH right, lima pala kaming taga-Boys or NDKC IBEd dun. Nariyan rin pala si Ac (as in 'ak' hehe), yung sis ni Robb Arellano na hanggang ngayon ay tinatawag pa rin akong boss.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hay... I can't really explain how I feel right now, masaya na pagod na weird but I do hope na maging fruitful at fun ang affiliation ko sa YFC which btw means Youth For Christ. Wish us luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-8703060289882255821?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8703060289882255821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8703060289882255821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8703060289882255821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8703060289882255821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/yfc-na-ako_20.html' title='YFC na ako!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4593345344346148020</id><published>2007-01-19T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Was it fate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;After I got back from Marbel this morning, I went to the computer and finished our computer vb project documentation. It was due this afternoon at 3pm. I left early and got there at about 2pm. I had the driver drop me off at the last gate of NDKC IBEd - HSD so I could buy a folder for our docu.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;While I was heading toward the first gate, Joanna C. beckoned me fromt the side. I was a bit surprised to see her at school because I was used to her being a varsity and thus, join the Marist Meet. At first, I thought she was gonna ask about our comp project. I just stood there trying to remove the price tag on our folder and she crossed the road to get to me. I guess I was wrong with my first guess on what she had wanted to say.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She invited me to join the YFC youth camp tomorrow at the National High School Kidapawan. I should be there at 8:30am. We'll be spending a night there so I should bring some beddings. A p100 fee is also required of us.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If she hadn't reminded me I would've forgotten about the whole thing. I was planning on joining the youth camp some weeks ago but I guess it slipped off my mind due to the requirements, exams, and extracurriculars I had to take care of.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Was it fate that made us meet there? Did God somehow &lt;i&gt;rig&lt;/i&gt; that something like this would happen? I can't help but wonder why. I told Jo I'd go. I suppose, God really wants me to go.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I panicked a bit in the passing of our documentation. I had to edit our Printed Design just to insert a label with a "%" in it. In the problem given to us, there is supposed to be a "%" after the number but we neglected to put it, thus I had to use my shrewd gifts to get myself out of the sticky situation.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don't know if my little plan would work but I hope it will!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When I finally got back home I was tired. I took a quick bath and afterwards slept. For some weird reason, I dreamed about Q, his gf, our class president and butterflies this afternoon. As far as I can remember: our president, Rochelle, was explaining to us these two columns in which a host of butterflies habitted. One column was for the female and the other for the male. She said that the two will always be together. Eventually the butterflies came out from their hiding and we awed at the sight. I remember Rochelle telling us not to touch the butterflies after Q's gf touched them. I can see myself comparing her to me at that time. I was obedient to our president's command and at some point thought of myself better than Q's gf.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;*sigh* These sinful thoughts. I felt like I was repeating the CSAT exams, only this time it was in a more high-tech place (the comp. lab) and Q and I were the ones left behind for the exam. There was this sort of partnering system, I can't even get it myself but we ended up together. I guess I kinda liked (and wished) that that happened.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was when I woke up that I realized that it was already afternoon and the mass of our barangay (coz it's our fiesta tomorrow) was almost over.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What if... that dream was a distraction so that I wouldn't be able to attend the exam. I'm not so sure about that theory but I really did miss the mass. Hay... and tomorrow I'm going to join the youth camp too. I wonder if... a heck, ayoko nang umasa. "The more you expect, the more you get disappointed."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's been... an interesting day... haha&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/7995462400612473120-4593345344346148020?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4593345344346148020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4593345344346148020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4593345344346148020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4593345344346148020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/was-it-fate_19.html' title='Was it fate?'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5406587650113615019</id><published>2007-01-19T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Just got back from the Marist Meet 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Hellow! Ilang minuto lang nakakaraan nang makarating ako rito sa Kidapawan mula sa ND Marbel University kung saan idinaos ang Marist Meet 2007 and boy! am I excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited mag-internet I mean. Hehe... I am now---more than ever---willing to make our batch site. Pero this time, I think I'll try actually "hosting everything in the same place." Last attempts ko kasi gaya ng jlmm07.i.googlepages at jlmm07.blogspot.com ay maypagka magulo. Siguro gagamitin ko na lang ulit yung account ko sa Free Hostia. Maganda rin naman ang hosting nila doon. At sa totoo lang, mas magiging maganda ang site namin kung ang lahat ng mga links about it ay nasa iisang site lang, hindi na kailangang palipat-lipat pa. I think I'll try b2evolution, para sa site. Para maiba naman, di kasi multiple blog ang wordpress eh, wordpressmu lang---and I don't really have that many resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, kukwento ko na lang muna ang mga naging results ng Marist Meet (na inabutan ko). As you can see naman, January 19 pa lang ay umuwi nako. Ang naabutan ko lang dun ay ang sarili kong event (academics), song solo at song duet. First off, sa song solo. Ang NDKC IBEd (school namin) ay 2nd to the girl wearing the blue dress. Personally, I think Ann Mary could have won if only she really had the spirit of the song or if not---she had a better song to sing. Sabi ng coach niya nawala siya sa Stage Presence eh. Pero sa totoo lang, pagdating sa voice quality lamang ata siya. Kaso lang magaling rin sa field na yun ang nanalo. Kaya 2nd si Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa song duet, 3rd ang NDKC IBEd. Nanalo yung malalaking boses na contestant #3. I don't know which school they were from though. Hay... kung di lang naging awkward ang pagkanta at paggalaw ni Martin at humarap rin sila nang paminsan-minsan sa audience. Kulang kasi ang emotion nila eh. Sorry Martin pero atras ka kasi nang atras pag lumalapit si Laura. Di ba't sinabi ko naman sayo to kanina? So wag ka sanang magagalit kasi gi-note ko pa sa blog ko xD. Sabi ng coach nila (si Maam Estimo pala ang coach ng tatlong song contestants) may pagka-flirty man raw yung song na iyon. Haha, kawawa naman si Martin kung ganun. hahaha, daming ma-heartbroken na girls! Gwapo rin kaya yung contestant naming lalake ah! Gogogo! (^o^) Anyways, if ever Martin Flores and Laura Deseo get another chance, I hope that they'll perform better. Kaya nyo yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but definitely not least, ang event na sinalihan ko--- Academics. Hay, 2nd po kami. Kung nakinig lang sana sila saken panalo siguro kami ba! hehe, kala mo rin natama ko lahat ng spelling at vocabulary ko. Sayang masyado yung "prescience." :( If only I had thought about the "science" word. Hay... nakakairita rin yung perilpathetic = itinerant. I didn't know what itinerant meant so I went with my next best choice which was obviously wrong--- amusing. Hay. Pero mas nasayangan ako dun sa Math namin. Grabe Ivy, sa 4 na choices yung pinaka-hindi sagot pa ang sinulat niya @_@. Iniisip ko nang bumigay sa choice ni Dendy nun ba (yung choice ni Dendy na letter b ang tamang sagot) kaso lang sumingit ang nagbabantay samin nang palitan pa sana namin ang answer. Kainis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung Athena rin nilang dalawa vs. sa Kashopea ko. Sabing Kashopea ang mama ni Adromeda eh, di raw nila kilala kaya Athena na lang naging sagot namin. Hay, kung nag-impose lang sana ako ng sagot ko. Hindi ko talaga alam ang sagot pero Kashopea ang best guess ko kasi ang impression ko kay Athena ay 'matalinong babae' and as far as I know "ang mga matatalinong babae ay di nag-aasawa" kaya pano siya magkakaanak? Goddess of Wisdom kaya yan! Hay! Nung narinig gud ni Maam Juan ang dahilan kung ba't Kashopea ang sagot ko sabi niya lilibrehin niya ako ng ice cream xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, past is past. At least naka-2nd kami. 1st ang ND Cotabato---matatalino talaga ang mga taga-dun if I should say so myself. I used to study in Cotabato kaso sa Albert hindi sa ND. Hehe, sorry umandar naman ang kayabangan ko. Prolly, God willed that we be 2nd place kahit na kasama namin ang b-day girl na si Dendy. I guess I'll have to try harder next time ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon though, priority ko ang gawin na yung documentation namin sa Computer. Hay, sa totoo lang, di ako uuwi agad galing Marist Meet kung di dahil sa documentation na yun. Mamaya na kasi ang deadline. *sigh*. Kapuy maging estudyante ah!&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/7995462400612473120-5406587650113615019?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5406587650113615019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5406587650113615019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5406587650113615019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5406587650113615019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-got-back-from-marist-meet-2007_18.html' title='Just got back from the Marist Meet 2007'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-9201237591590375524</id><published>2007-01-17T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Hay... music...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Oh I just love it. Grabe talaga ang epekto ng mood ng musika sa tao hindi ba?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At iba talaga ang dating kapag sa sarili mong wika ito ikinakanta...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hindi ko talaga ina-advertise ang profile pero I just love the bgms... &lt;a href="http://filipino.net/arjie"&gt;Filipino.net: arjie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Reminds me of... my love---less ness... hahaha *sigh*... &lt;i&gt;still dreaming~&lt;/i&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/7995462400612473120-9201237591590375524?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/9201237591590375524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=9201237591590375524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/9201237591590375524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/9201237591590375524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/hay-music_17.html' title='Hay... music...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5674307847059505748</id><published>2007-01-16T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Oh I found a playlist! Watch all the Princess Hours Episodes on YouTube!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;No more searching for the videos through the search button! The playlist for Princess Hours / Goong / Palace is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=813BAF1E0C1BD3D3"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=813BAF1E0C1BD3D3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that great?! ;D&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/7995462400612473120-5674307847059505748?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5674307847059505748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5674307847059505748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5674307847059505748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5674307847059505748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-i-found-playlist-watch-all-princess_16.html' title='Oh I found a playlist! Watch all the Princess Hours Episodes on YouTube!!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-715792508908454718</id><published>2007-01-16T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Princess Hours Episode Downloads!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Oh!! I think I finally found a site where I can download the Princess Hours (Goong) TV series episodes!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link that I found: &lt;a href="http://chinkymovies.blogspot.com/2006/04/k-drama-princess-hours-goong.html"&gt;http://chinkymovies.blogspot.com/2006/04/k-drama-princess-hours-goong.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If would be great if the downloads were really real and that the quality won't be disparaged. I can't stand waiting for the videos to load in youtube anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I also found a site with episode summaries (up to epi 20). Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://www.iatv.tv/drama/princesshours/episodes.php"&gt;http://www.iatv.tv/drama/princesshours/episodes.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm so excited! But then again, I have exams tomorrow and an academic to join the next day. Oh my... I hope I have enough "inspiration from Goong" to get me through those times... xD&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/7995462400612473120-715792508908454718?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/715792508908454718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=715792508908454718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/715792508908454718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/715792508908454718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/princess-hours-episode-downloads_16.html' title='Princess Hours Episode Downloads!!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-6867007401265750396</id><published>2007-01-15T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>*sigh* I'm exhausted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I have been editing our batch site again. I found out something while I was editing. Using a redirect for our site wasn't such a good idea. Thus I think I'll be advertising the url &lt;a href="http://jlmm07.i.googlepages.com/"&gt;jlmm07.i.googlepages.com&lt;/a&gt; more than &lt;a href="http://jlmm07.qc.to/"&gt;jlmm07.qc.to&lt;/a&gt;. It's longer but at least I'm sure that my visitors would get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... aaminin ko na, nakakapagod talagang gumawa ng website. Grabe editing ko kanina. Ayos rito, ayos roon. Kinakailangan ko kasing ayusin yung mga sirang links. Bigla ko tuloy naalala ang NCAE. Nag-aalala ako. Natatakot ako baka di ako pumasa. Siguro bukas di nako manonood ng Princess Hours kasi baka di maka-function nang maayos ang utak ko the next day. Sa Wednesday na kasi ang exam. If I don't pass... I'll be limited to taking just 2 year courses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just sit back and fail... haha... naku, lumalabas naman ang pagiging pridilicious ko. No way am I gonna let some stupid exam get in the way of my dream! To become... a great doctor and computer engineer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa ngayon, nursing muna course kukunin ko, dun ang pera eh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get to my dreams soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and about the PH episode tonight. Grabe ang advertisement ng ABS, di naman ganun ka ganda ang episode ah... FYI, (warning: spoiler!!) di natuloy ang kiss nina Gian at Janelle dahil tumawag si Monique. :(&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/7995462400612473120-6867007401265750396?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/6867007401265750396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=6867007401265750396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6867007401265750396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/6867007401265750396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/sigh-i-exhausted_8883.html' title='*sigh* I&amp;#39;m exhausted!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-8407467362824949310</id><published>2007-01-14T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Pulaw sa PH at jlmm07.qc.to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Hay... bakit pakiramdam ko pagod na pagod ata ang ulo ko ngayong hapon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay oo nga pala... I stayed up late (very late!) last night watching Princess Hours (Goong) in YouTube. Tapos this morning instead of doing my term paper I continued building our batch site, &lt;a href="http://jlmm07.qc.to/"&gt;jlmm07.qc.to&lt;/a&gt;. At the moment, I already have the links set up but it'll be a while till I finally announce it to the world. Sa Senior's Night ko pa kaya planong ipagsabi yun! Kaya sa mga ka-batch kong nakabasa ng post kong it, shhh... lang muna ha? Para surprise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Episode 10 ng PH ako tumigil nang kakanood kagabi (anong kagabi??). Grabe.. siguro&lt;br /&gt;naka-episode 20 nako by now if hindi mabagal ang connection namin at loading sa YouTube. Tungkol naman sa batch site namin. Nakapagdagdag na ako ng mismong portal pero yung pupuntahan wala pa masyadong klaro. Nailagay ko na run ang mga plano ko at ano ang gagawin ng mga ka-batch mate ko para makasali sa website pero ang mismong forum (na kailangan&lt;br /&gt;nilang sign-upan) ay di ko muna ginawa. Baka malaman pa ng coach namin sa academics na instead na mag-aral ako para sa Marist Meet this Wednesday ay gumagawa ako ng forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Ayoko na talagang sumali sa mga contest ng utak. Nakakapasakit ng ulo. Sa ngayon ang&lt;br /&gt;plano ko ay magpahinga muna. Kaya ko naman sigurong makapaghanap ng 20 page body for my term paper mamaya. Naku... grabe talaga, kaya ayoko ng mga final eh. Kapag final o last na year mo na sa school kasi ga-graduate ka na patungong higher level, lagi na lang nagiging mahirap&lt;br /&gt;ang mga pinagagawa. Pakiramdam ko minsan hindi ako prepared. Pero kung iisipin nga ngayon. Wala akong gaanong kaba sa sistema ko. Walang gaanong urgency na matapos kaagad ang requirement na mahirap, mahaba at kailangan na bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro tumatalab na rin ang "adaptation to pressure" na sinabi ni Maam Juan sa amin dati. Grabe kasi ang pressure samin nowadays eh--lalo na yung galing sa academics. Hay... I suppose... for our own good rin talaga ang pressure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga pala, after so long, nakapanood rin ako ulit ng It Started with a Kiss. Kasalanan talaga ng mga review, remedial at extra-curricular activities ang kawalan ko ng panahong makapanood ba. May punto ngang tumigil na lang ako totally sa panonood ng ITSWAK dahil &lt;i&gt;busy&lt;/i&gt; kuno sa studies--kainis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero I'll be honest with you, gustong-gusto ko talagang manood ng mga telenovela galing sa ibang bansa. Ang dahilan kung bakit ako tumigil sa kakanood ng ITSWAK ay ang ate kong may laptop na may video nito. Pero sa kasamaang palad, ninakaw ang laptop niya kaya di ko na alam kung san ako manonood ngayon. Hay buhay. Naalaala ko tuloy yung paulit-ulit na pag-crash ng Firefox ko dahil sa panonood ko ng video sa YouTube. Palipat-lipat tuloy ako ng browser. Malas talaga, maraming epi sana ang natapos ko kung di lang siya sige crash pero... wala rin naman akong magagawa. Di ko na rin man masisisi ang computer kasi kanina ko pa siya ginagamit. Pero ang masama talaga, tapos na sana loading ang mga 6 na video tapos bigla na lang siyang mag-hang??!! Grabe. Malas talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, magpapahinga na lang muna ako. Sana'y maging maganda ang araw mo. It certainly seems a lot better than my day. (Isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah, I just found out I can't publish to my blog using Performancing if I'm not logged in to my google account. Well would you look at that...)&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/7995462400612473120-8407467362824949310?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://jlmm07.qc.to' title='Pulaw sa PH at jlmm07.qc.to'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/8407467362824949310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=8407467362824949310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8407467362824949310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/8407467362824949310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/pulaw-sa-ph-at-jlmm07qcto_13.html' title='Pulaw sa PH at jlmm07.qc.to'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5703570224677964521</id><published>2007-01-13T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:31.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistressy'/><title type='text'>Blogging via Performancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Wow, I could finally get back to using separate platform to post in my blog. (^o^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure has been a while since I last used &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/search.php?q=performancing&amp;type=A&amp;amp;app=firefox"&gt;Performancing&lt;/a&gt; and I tell you, it's simply the best blogging plugin for Firefox that I've installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think from now on I'll be using it to post stuff into my blog. Instead of having to login to blogger whenever I post and going through the new post, I could just click "F8" and tada! Ready to blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be much, much happier if I didn't have to do my term paper tomorrow though. *sigh* I can't stand making those papers! I wish I'd chosen garbage disposal instead of incest as my title :(&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/7995462400612473120-5703570224677964521?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5703570224677964521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5703570224677964521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5703570224677964521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5703570224677964521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogging-via-performancing_13.html' title='Blogging via Performancing'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-4293266124319036028</id><published>2007-01-12T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:36:13.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Pinoy: Nakulong sa HK dahil sa joke sa bomba</title><content type='html'>Haha... Hello there Filipino reader. Naisip mo na bang mahuli dahil sa joke? Well! Kung hindi pa, tanungin mo si Joselito Daza. Hinuli at gi-interrogate sa HK ang lalakeng ito dahil sa kanyang joke sa stewardess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I heard from TV. The stewardess was wondering why Daza's bag was so heavy so she asked him. Daza replied with "It's because I have a bomb in it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stewardess must've been overcome by fear that she took Daza's word seriously and quickly reported the incident to the pilot. Thus, Daza and his cousin who was with him at the time were captured and interrogated. TV patrol took note that quite possibly, the HK government would hold charges against them for that "harmless joke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aviation (flight) safety seems quite critical to the Hong Kong government. Grabe... kawawa naman yung pinoy... *sigh* Sana maging ok siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya next time mga kababayan, ingat-ingat sa jokes niyo ha? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;news source: &lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/storypage.aspx?StoryId=62584"&gt;http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/storypage.aspx?StoryId=62584&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-4293266124319036028?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/storypage.aspx?StoryId=62584' title='Pinoy: Nakulong sa HK dahil sa joke sa bomba'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/4293266124319036028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=4293266124319036028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4293266124319036028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/4293266124319036028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/pinoy-nakulong-sa-hk-dahil-sa-joke-sa_12.html' title='Pinoy: Nakulong sa HK dahil sa joke sa bomba'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-3517012649659587375</id><published>2007-01-11T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>3rd grading Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hay.. nakakapagod talagang maging estudyante lalong lalo na kapag may exam.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kanina pa akong tanghali sige internet rito sa computer. Exams na naman namin bukas at kung iisipin ngayon, umaabuso na rin ako kesyo mukhang madali lang naman ang mga exam tomorrow. English, Math at Values Ed. ang mga i-eksam namin bukas. Sa totoo lang, Val. Ed. lang naman ang asignaturang inaalala ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ganito na lang ang nangyayari bawat grading. Procrastinate ako nang procrastinate at pagdating ng ilang oras bago ang exam, dun pa ako nagsisisi. Ano? Nagtatanong ka ba kung ano yung pag-procrastinate? Hmm… well let's see kung anong masasabi ng &lt;a href="http://thefreedictionary.com/"&gt;tfd&lt;/a&gt; shall we &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;pro·cras·ti·nate&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;    To put off doing something, especially out of habitual carelessness or laziness.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh ayan, alam mo na ang ibig sabihin ng procrastinate. Kadalasan yan ang mga nagiging trabaho ng mga estudyante kapag may mga project, asignatura at eksam na ipapasa. Kaya ang nangyayari, naga-overdrive sila pagdating ng deadline. Kapag eksam naman ang pag-uusapan, naga-cramming.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Naalaala ko tuloy ang isang kaibigan kong itatago na lang natin sa initials na JB. Si JB kasi nadanasan nang mag-uber cramming sa math subject namin. Ang epekto: parang may nasaktang ugat sa may likuran ng ulo niya. Matalino siyang estudyante pero ngayon kapag nag-aaral siya lagi na lang nariyan ang banta ng pag-ache nung ugat. Kaya yun, di siya makapag-aral ng seryoso. Nakakaawa. Sinabihan ko siyang wag lubusin ang paggamit ng utak niya. Mas ok ngang wag mong masyadong seryosohin ang mga libro habang nag-aaral ka. Para sa subconscious mo na lang mapunta. I think that method is much better than repeating a certain sentence, word or phrase just to get it stored in your mind. Mas hindi rin yung nakakapasakit ng ulo. Believe me, I use that method and it's been ok so far &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, patuloy tayo sa procrastination. I've found so far na ang tunay na epektibong paraan para matigil ang sarili sa pag-procrastinate ay nalalagay sa isang salita lang. I quote galing sa isang commercial sa cartoon network:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;GO!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wag na masyadong mag-isip sa kung anong gagawin mo basta gawin mo na lang. Kadalasan ang sarili rin nating pag-iisip o sobrang premeditation ang dahilan kung ba't di tayo matapos-tapos sa ating mga gawain. Walang hinihintay ang oras. Kung naghihintay ka naman ng inspirasyon alalahanin mo ang kasabihang ito na nakuha ko sa librong Mr. Quotes:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Inspiration rarely generates Action. But Action always generates Insipiration."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Gawin mo na lang bro/sis, wag nang sobrang isip &lt;img src="http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-3517012649659587375?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/3517012649659587375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=3517012649659587375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3517012649659587375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/3517012649659587375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/3rd-grading-exams_4309.html' title='3rd grading Exams'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-2268220228405311918</id><published>2007-01-11T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hello there and welcome to &lt;a href="http://meisatsu.edu.ms/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;meisatsu.edu.ms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. My name is Reishin and I'm the main blogger here ^_^. I hope you come back and see my updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-2268220228405311918?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/2268220228405311918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=2268220228405311918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2268220228405311918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/2268220228405311918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post_11.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-105504133568930468</id><published>2006-09-17T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hued-destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Another SLEEPLESS night...</title><content type='html'>[mood:   can I faint now?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I manage to stay awake till  morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is prolly the 7th time this has happened to me. The first  two were because of my want to finish the game: Suikoden II. The 3rd was because  of my past addiction to &lt;a href="http://www.naruto-kun.com/"&gt;Naruto-kun&lt;/a&gt;. The  4th and 5th were because of my addiction &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.flyff.com.ph/"&gt;FLyFF&lt;/a&gt;. While the 6th was because of my  affiliation to that Linggo ng Kabataan last year. I dunno why but suddenly, I  felt somehow insomniac that evening. Lezlie, Gretchen and I didn't sleep that  evening. Now that I think about it, I lied when I told them it was my first time  to not sleep at night!   I must've forgotten about the other incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*.. I suppose this  would be the 7th time this happened then?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I'm so  pasaway! How can I watch &lt;b&gt;It started with a kiss&lt;/b&gt; later if I'm are  sleeping?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According  to the computer's clock. It's 6:09am right now. If I sleep now and wake up at  11:00am.. I would have.. what? just five hours of sleep?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I  suppose I am already old enough to stay up that late in the morning! I remember  Marshie telling me that older people are supposed to sleep for 6-8  hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nax... I'm getting older.. I don't wanna get older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and  my right hand is aching a little from all that typing ang mouse  movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and edited my little &lt;a href="http://ashen.awardspace.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; again a little while ago eh. My  hands (particularly my right one, needs its well deserved rest). Other than  that, I just heardmy stomache growl. Usually, I eat breakfast by 6:45..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha..  I am so pasaway talaga...   Well then, I need my rest. Good night este good morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-105504133568930468?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/105504133568930468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=105504133568930468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/105504133568930468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/105504133568930468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-sleepless-night_17.html' title='Another SLEEPLESS night...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-7515293611655034537</id><published>2006-09-16T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Another day has passed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Great… it's already 11:29 pm and I still haven't blogged?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just kidding.. &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/wink.gif" /&gt; I  guess right now, typing this post in notepad &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; already be considered  as blogging!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, the reason for the delay is my dad downloading some stuff for his  pocket pc. Yup.. the blogger in &lt;a href="http://www.boogie.i.ph/"&gt;boogie.i.ph&lt;/a&gt;  is the one that I'm talking about. He's my dad, and he works as a surgeon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My dad seems to not want me to surf the internet at all tonight although he told me a little while ago that he'll let me surf after he's done. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guys&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's a good thing my mom told him to let me surf for 30 minutes. (OMG.. just  23 more minutes left! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/tongue.gif" /&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is an upside to this situation though, at least I'll get less radiation  tonight! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/grin.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ Ok, to the happenings of this day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mawicar, my best friend in schooool, told me this afternoon to get someone else to fall for. Damn, Q's going bye-bye.. Buh-bye? haha…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's not gonna be easy but as Marshie said, this feeling would fade away  eventually, among other things…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sigh*. He was there in the terrace this afternoon. Bax and I just happened to stop by that corridor. Bax was asking me stuff about scrabble because he will be the representative of their classroom and the game of which, he knows little about so he came to me for info since I've been playing scrabble for a while now.. Since elementary, I still remember.. Chidi and I were the representatives of our school in the NDEA.. oooh… I could miss those days but then again..&lt;br /&gt;I  have friends now! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/smile.gif" /&gt;  That's something I never had before!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Carrying on, he looked at me. He didn't smile. I didn't either,&lt;br /&gt;I pouted.  &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/sad.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acted  to not see him.&lt;br /&gt;Look away.&lt;br /&gt;And continued explaining the game to Bacsarpa.  With my usual, matter of fact tone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I only hope Q knows what he's doing. I only hope that he knows what he wants at this moment in time. I hope that he would be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey! That's considered good wishing already right?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haha.. I should stop hoping. Kanina I hoped again.. *sigh*.. it's not good.  &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/dead.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward to noticing other guys. Just like Car said. I think [south-east] wouldn't be a bad start. She suggested Carl, but he already has a girlfriend that of which has a name almost similar to mine! Hehe. di ko na sasabihin ang name.. &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/tongue.gif" /&gt;  *giggle* That would be too obvious. But he's out of the list anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm not really looking forward to other escorts to the Senior's ball though.  If I don't get to go with Q.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;OK, OK! what-ev. I'm gonna try go with someone else!! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/thinking.gif" /&gt;  There are tons of fish in the sea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ Oh yeah, the 2nd Unit Test is coming up. Oh.. I hope I can really excel this time. 1st grading's performance wasn't really that stunning. I wanna do well with my academics! I wanna be the vale! (– not for the honor though, more about getting no tuition fees…! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/cute.gif" /&gt;  That would surely make my parents' load lighter!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll try to follow the guides to effective studying from the book my mom bought for me way back. The book itself is with Monica right now. I'm too lazy to really read or listen to it, so I lent it to her. But I read the part saying how to study for exams and such. I'll try to make &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reviewers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As much as possible, I'll avoid neglecting questions because they seem irrelevant. Also, I have a knack for making things complicated though they're truly easy. I can't afford to make things complicated. I will try to make the questions in my reviewer simple but complete! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/cute.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wish me luck on tomorrow's review making!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wish me luck on tomorrow's &lt;strong&gt;"It started with a kiss"&lt;/strong&gt;  watching!&lt;br /&gt;(fan girl side:) &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/inlove.gif" /&gt;  Michael!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And wish me luck on the Physics and Math remedials tomorrow! (Hope no more encounters with Q with or without ____ *crosses fingers*)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good night! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/love.gif" /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-7515293611655034537?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/7515293611655034537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=7515293611655034537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7515293611655034537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/7515293611655034537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-day-has-passed_15.html' title='Another day has passed...'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-909822850272864947</id><published>2006-09-13T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Iyakin ka kasi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;These things happen….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sigh*.. Why the hell did I cry for that &lt;em&gt;spoiled milk?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lol! (oo nga pala.. magtatagalog tayo ngayon! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/tongue.gif" height="19" width="17" /&gt; first post in mostly tagalog.. wee…. *sigh*, sana ganun din ka saya  ang content…)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sa totoo lang, tingin ko hindi fair na isulat agad ni Sir na tardy ako dun sa attendance booklet. Gasp, inis na inis ako ngayon kina Philip. Sila kasi yung nagsabing wala ako sa chair ko pagpasok ng guro namin sa Math, kaya yun– gi-mark niya akong absent eh sa totoo naman, nandun lang ako sa faucet, umiinom ng tubig.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mas nakakainis pa, di tinanggap ng guro namin yung paliwanag ko kaya yun, kinailangan kong kumuha ng tardy slip galing sa prefect. Hay.. pangalawang araw pa nga lang ng "Attendance Contest" eh, meron na namang kaming late. At sa hapon pa! &lt;strong&gt;Ako!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ewan ko kung bakit, di ko rin maintindihan ang sarili ko kung minsan. Pero pagdating ko dun sa prefect, nang itanong ni Maam Aleman kung bakit ako na-late, bigla na lang ako napatunganga at umiyak. Di na tuloy siya nagalit (narinig ko kasing, strikto ang guro naming yun sa mga late).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Iyak ako nang iyak. Nagtanong nang konte si Maam Aleman kung bakit at sinabi ko sa kanyang minarkahan ako ng late ni Sir Albete. Di ko akalaing pagsisisihan ko pa sa huli yung mga impormasyong binigay ko sa kanya–kahit na naging ingat-ingat talaga ako sa pagpili ng mga sasabihin para hindi naman masisi ang guro naming -piglet- na yun (wala naman siyang atraso sakin eh..).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Matapos ang lahat ng mga asignatura sa hapon, nagpalipas muna ako nang oras sa klasrum namin at tumulong sa paglilinis. Wala pa kasi yung mga magiging kasama ko sa review namin sa NDEA and Marist Meets kaya nag-scrub muna ako sa klasrum. Maya2x, sinabi ni Philip samin na nakita niya raw na nag-uusap (o nagsisigawan) ang dalawa naming gurong sina: Mrs. Norma Aleman (English IV) at Mr. Damian Albete (Math IV). Marahil tungkol yun sa nangyari kaninang first period ni Sir sa hapon. Marahil.. tungkol rin yun sa luhaan kong pagpunta sa office ng prefect.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sa totoo lang, ang saya ko nung marinig kong inaaway ni Maam Aleman si Sir Albete tungkol dun sa naging late ko kaninang first period. Di ko kasi matanggap sa mga panahong iyon, na ayaw tanggapin ni Sir ang excuse kong pag-inom ng tubig. Sa isip ko: Kasalanan ko bang na-late siya ng konte sa klase at di niya ako naabutan? Kasalanan ko bang nagseselos na naman yung mga taong nakaupo sa harapan ko kaya pagkatanong ni Sir kung sinong absent, ako agad ang pinuna nila? As in, naiinis talaga ako nun. Naiinis akong ayaw niyang magbigay man lang ng panandaliang excuse. Gaano ba ako kadalas maging late para di niya bigyan ng kahit anong amnesty? Hindi naman sa gusto kong maging &lt;em&gt;espesyal&lt;/em&gt; na  estudyante, pero ang OA niya naman. Late agad! Eh andun naman talaga ako eh!  &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/stubborn.gif" height="19" width="25" /&gt; nakakainis!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Di ko na sasabihin kung sino pero may nakapagsabi rin sakin na marahil ganun na lang ang ka-striktuhan ni Sir sa mga late dahil gusto niyang ang section niyang: St. Matthew, ang manalo sa Attendance Contest. Di naman ata yun fair!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sigh*.. Yun ang mga iniisip ko nung una.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kaya, ang saya ko nung malamang, kinokorekt siya ni Maam Aleman. Pero grabe talaga ang naging consequence ng pag-iyak iyak kong yun at pagpapaliwanag ko kanina. Hay.. malas naman.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ilang sandali ang nakalipas, at biglang dumating si Sir Albete sa klasrum namin. Umupo siya sa teacher's table ng klasrum namin. Pawis na pawis ako sa pag-su-scrub nang sabihan niya akong lumapit. Nagalit siya sakin. &lt;em&gt;Sinabi ko  raw kay Maam Aleman na siya yung na-late sa klase.&lt;/em&gt; Hindi ko raw yun sinabi sa kanya! Ang sabi ko, sinabi ni Sir na 12:50 na nung dumating ako sa klasrum. Pero sa isip ko rin, tingin ko na-late nga talaga si Sir. Narinig ko kasi sa isang klasmeyt ko na 12:45 na nung dumating si Sir. Nga lang, nag-joke-joke pa sila kaya yun, mga 12:50 pa niya napansing nawawala ako. Pero wala talaga akong directang sinabi na na-late nga si Sir sa klase namin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sa tingin ko aware rin naman si Sir na na-late siya kaya gi-try niya ang ibang stratehiya. Gi-re-enlighten niya ako sa polisiya niya na dapat pagpasok niya sa klase, nasa naiatang na mga upuan kami kung hindi, i-ma-mark niya kami ng absent. Kung lalabas man kami, dapat magpaalam. Di na ako nakaimik dahil alam ko naman ang tungkol sa polisiyang iyon. Malabo na sakin ang mga sumunod na pangyayari. Pero ewan ko, napaiyak na naman ako at nagsimulang mag-scrub na lang uli, papalayo. Hindi ko man lang napansin na umalis na pala si Sir.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lumapit ang ilan kong mga kaklaseng babae para mag-comfort sakin. *sigh*..  &lt;em&gt;patawad po, iyakin ako.&lt;/em&gt; Yun attribute kong yun talaga ang nagpalala sa sitwasyong ito kung tutuusin. Naikwento sakin ng isa kong kaibigan yung tungkol sa pagkalat ng balitang, 'pagka-unfair ni sir sa attendance.' hay. ang bilis talagang kumalat ng tsismis. Marahil nadungisan yung pangalan ni Sir Albete kaya galit na galit talaga siya sakin kanina.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ayoko ng ganito. Ang ikinakatakot ko pa, baka di nako makakataas ng greyds sa asignatura niya kung magkakaroon ng masamang aura sa pagitan namin. Guro ko pa naman siya sa Math (-my most hated subject). Naku.. honor pa naman ako.. baka bumaba ang standing ko sa listahan dahil sa insidenteng ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sigh*. Pakiramdam ko, ang sama-sama ko na naman. &lt;em&gt;Stupid Ashen, ba't ka umiyak?! Tuloy, na exaggerate ni Maam Aleman yung pangyayari at kinausap ng masisinsinan si Sir Albete. Tuloy, mas lalong lumala ang problema!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Iyakin talaga ako mula pa pagkabata. Spoiled milk, iniiyakan ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ewan ko nga ba. At some point, naiisip ko ngang part sa reason kung bakit ako umiiyak kanina ay ang di ko pag-iyak sa kawalan ng pag-asa sa crush kong si Q. Marahil na surpress ang sorrows ko for his loss, kaya nung nagkaroon ng pagkakataong maaring magbunsog ng ilang luha mula sa aking mga mata, bumuhos ang sama ng loob.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hay… ang malas naman. Dalawang teacher na ngayon ang proproblemahin ko. Si Sir Albete (na dinungisan ko ang pangalan) at si Maam Aleman (na pinahiya ko kay Sir Albete). Hay…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ang malas naman.. di to magandang start sa 2nd grading… &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hay!!! Ang malas ko naman!! Iyakin…!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sniff-sniff* Ba't nga ba wala akong crying smiley sa mood folder ko sa  Photobucket… &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/dead.gif" height="19" width="17" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-909822850272864947?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/909822850272864947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=909822850272864947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/909822850272864947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/909822850272864947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2006/09/iyakin-ka-kasi_12.html' title='Iyakin ka kasi!!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-1112886413709808200</id><published>2006-09-13T08:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliations'/><title type='text'>Nothing bad happened!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*whew!*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(gonna encode this in English this time!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good. Nothing bad happened today! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/love.gif" /&gt;  Gotta love the one above!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maam Aleman told our class this morning about that little insident yesterday. But fortunately, she didn't go any farther than noticing it. Instead of giving an in depth description, she told us that we should arrive early to avoid those kinda sitches. &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/smile.gif" /&gt;  relief for me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sir Albete on the other hand… Well.. I didn't expect what happened this  afternoon during our first period..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As Sir Jaime (an elem. adviser of mine once said:) &lt;em&gt;"Expect the  unexpected."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I didn't expect to live through our lesson without &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; at all notice  from him!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Relief again! *whew!*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Guess he must've been satisfied with my crying results yesterday so he didn't bother noticing the insident during class hours.. &lt;em&gt;fortunately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;– *sigh*.. I am so relieved! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/cute.gif" /&gt;  Thanks God! Thanks Mama Mary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok to more happy thoughts! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/cute.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think [south-east] gave me signs today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#1: During a opening prayer in a morning class, he tapped my shoulder with a fan. I quickly looked back at him, but he pretended not to have done anything. I shrugged that sign off. Lol, our classmates must've seen that…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#2: [south-east] by the way, sits south-east of me (that's why I dubbed him that name!). During another class, for no obvious reason, he just pulled the design extension of my blouse (sorry, I don't know what it's called eh… basta yung parang nakakabit gud sa front hanggang likod ng mga uniform ng babae). I asked him why and he said something like: "wala lang." KSP?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#3: (This sign was rather annoying..) During our Math class this afternoon I felt awkward to get my book from the back with Sir Albete being present and all, so when I saw that [south-east] was gonna go to the back to get his book, I asked him to fetch mine as well &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/love.gif" /&gt;.  I didn't think he would slide it towards me!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see this but I think right after he got my book, he simply slid it (as in, yung slide sa floor) till it got to my row. Parang tinapon niya na yung libro ko ah.. &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/confused.gif" /&gt;  *sigh*… ano ba yan.. Pero I thanked him anyway… &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/tongue.gif" /&gt;  I wonder what that was all about though..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok, I guess that should be it for today! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, and the MSLC had a meeting this afternoon. At first, Kim assigned me to help in the Intermission numbers but when Lovely finally got back from accompanying Mark in the business office, Kim agreed that we exchange places. Lovely took my place in helping in the Intermissions and I took her place and would be the quiz master for the Team Quiz in the Intramurals. Neat huh? &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/cute.gif" /&gt; I've always wanted to be a quiz master! Oh.. I only hope that my little voice would be clear and would sound great to the contestants and the audience.. &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/love.gif" /&gt; I  wanna do well in the task assigned to me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Other than helping in the Team Quiz, I volunteered to collect some quotes for  the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Message Sent: MSLC hari ng padala fund-raiser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that  our committee would launch. Oh, that would be so cool! And I get to share some  of the quotes I've been collecting too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next meeting would be on Monday, September 18. I should have some quotes collected by then. Oh yeah, feel free to e-mail or give me some! If you want~ &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/love.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The questions for the Team Quiz on the other hand are due on Friday. Supposed to be, they would be sports based questions *yawn*. But oh well… Glendy and Mark had better help! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/cute.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, there! Laundry and books are waiting for me! Ashen (~ edit from the future: Reishin po.. import kasi to from my old blog eh.. ) signing out! &lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e47/Ophanimon/BlogStuff/mood/wink.gif" /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-1112886413709808200?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/1112886413709808200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=1112886413709808200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1112886413709808200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/1112886413709808200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2006/09/nothing-bad-happened_12.html' title='Nothing bad happened!'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5256744299524815809</id><published>2006-09-11T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:33:20.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I will not do anything stupid. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My heart aches, but I will not let my feelings control me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am a lone knight. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Right now, at this phase of time, I will not search for a knight. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm not a guardian needing protection. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Neither will I desire it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the one I hope for, is no more. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the one I dream of, is no more. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is nothing, that would change that fact. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not unless.. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My heart aches at the sight, but I will not falter. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If this is what will make you happy.. then go ahead. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had hoped.. but my hope was in vain, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;my heart breaks, but I will not cry. Not for you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had wished… &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; a mistake I made twice… &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will the rain fall on me once again? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will I walk on that path once more? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the answer is: Yes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I will not blame you. So don't worry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I didn't tell you soon enough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought you knew.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you did, I hate you for not caring.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If not… then… I.. admit.. defeat..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My last bow.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5256744299524815809?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://reishin.i.ph/blogs/reishin/2006/09/10/q/' title='Q'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5256744299524815809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5256744299524815809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5256744299524815809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5256744299524815809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2006/09/q_10.html' title='Q'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995462400612473120.post-5171130828509752699</id><published>2006-09-09T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:30.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hued-destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>"I run the risk of overthinking things..."</title><content type='html'>[mood:  solemn, and rather sleepy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Q,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could read this now,  then please be aware that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;I hate you guv'  tons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never do anything that would harm you  (physically perhaps).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather worried again.&lt;br /&gt;As  the title said: "I run the risk of overthinking things"&lt;br /&gt;At least, that's what  my horoscope yesterday said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An estimate is: a total of &lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt; people  know that I have a crush on Q.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the whole 4th year body and some  other extras that know that ____ also has a crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.. these  numbers!! I'm really starting to despise them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carima  and Glendy both said that it was my fault why he went to her. It was coz I was  so.. &lt;i&gt;secretive&lt;/i&gt; of how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG...  I guess I sorta just... went from 'telling my crush to everyone in elementary'  to keeping it a total secret in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like the fact that  my mom judged me for what I kept on spreading in elem, so I guess, that was  mostly the reason why I became so secretive about my &lt;i&gt;single&lt;/i&gt; crush in  HS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung elem lol, ang dami kong crush! As in! Parang lahat na lang ng  cute gi-rankings ko.. .  Well.. maliban kay Q. At that time, he was a crush of a bestfriend of mine. So I  took him off the list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that he's the only one I want to  go with to the Senior's Ball now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd  he have to be so cute.... I felt so awkward to tell him &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; coz he  just looks, too darn good for  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaah..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends didn't  really say anything about him and me not being compatible because of cuteness  level. Likely they focused more on academic status. Di kasi siya honor  student... But unlike me, he's into sports.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell attracted me to him  in the first place anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief answer to that question: He  can set my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I remember.. that day in the faculty room. I was near crying  due to lost of hope in weekend classes for us who did not attend summer classes  for the investigatory. When he told me that things would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He hit  me at the right moments I guess.. That's why I fell.. Eventhough I knew how  painful the path may be..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember so well, when we were still in  2nd year, the day when he came to our classroom and flirted with his future gf.  Oh.. how my heart cracked at the sight. I so wished I was no longer there. But I  smiled just the same, and pretended to not care.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally got out of  that nightmare, I was well on my way to Phase II, thinking the terminal I rode  on was the ride home. It was raining then, I got out of the mishap tricycle and  walked home instead. My PE book served as a sorta umbrella. &lt;i&gt;I knew that this  would happen.. From the very moment I admitted to myself that I liked him..  &lt;/i&gt;But I couldn't get a single tear to shed. I was too, busy, trying to be  "MANHID." Now.. it's happening again. And my escape was my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  drowned myself in books so I could stop thinking about him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there  were times when I would go to bed at 9 and fall asleep at 2 or so...   Oh do I hate him so for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. it's happening again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  don't want to walk under the rain again with silent tears just waiting to come  out.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way he makes me feel this way. Do you have any idea how many  times I've wished that I could just stop caring?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know very well  that he taught me care for someone other than myself. I was too damn selfish  before. I didn't care about my family, I just cared about studying so I could  get out of this prison land named Philippines. So I could escape to somewhere  where people would actually care about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see that all I've been  looking for in life is just right there in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents love  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about that, I am soooooooo lucky.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a  great home, we don't go hungry..&lt;br /&gt;There's always food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am a very fortunate student too. Forgive me for my slight arrogance but I'm  rather smart and I thank God for my gifts (though I could use some help  physically.. ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO Q once more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;But I thank  you,&lt;br /&gt;for teaching me to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you,&lt;br /&gt;But I may not love  you,&lt;br /&gt;Though I always wish you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of wishes,&lt;br /&gt;this sad  goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the flow come to me next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wished things  were different..&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget me?&lt;br /&gt;haha.... I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things  would change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even just a little...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995462400612473120-5171130828509752699?l=meisatsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/feeds/5171130828509752699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7995462400612473120&amp;postID=5171130828509752699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5171130828509752699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995462400612473120/posts/default/5171130828509752699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisatsu.blogspot.com/2006/09/run-risk-of-overthinking-things.html' title='&amp;quot;I run the risk of overthinking things...&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Shinbei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11927208908190697116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5jw5reoysU/Th6ZTyMXbAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bhdLlrXmsDY/s220/rachenetabugoeditv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
