<?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-18438128</id><updated>2011-09-04T18:52:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrations of a Frustrated Writer</title><subtitle type='html'>frustrations,grievances,piece of my mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6656990466098482674</id><published>2010-12-07T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T23:54:59.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch at Chocolate Kiss</title><content type='html'>(I wrote this while I was having lunch a while ago at Chocolate Kiss Cafe at UP Diliman)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a dream of my love for me to write about him in my blog. What better way to write about him during my lunch break and here at the Chocolate Kiss Cafe at the University of the Philippines. The phrase "chocolate kiss" really reminds me of him. He said that he wanted a chocolate kiss from me and I find it cute that someone wants my kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say about my love? Words are not enough to explain the profoundness of what I am feeling for him. Rather, if there are words to describe how I feel for him, I just can't find them. Every time that I look into his eyes, I see the color of the sky and I feel lost and at home at the same time. I just can't help but stare at his face, his nose, his eyes, his lips...everything about him makes me feel so peaceful and as if nothing else matters in the world. All of the problems that seem to trouble us suddenly disappears when I look at him. The face of the man that I love and the man who loves me belongs to him. To look at the face of the one that you love is like floating in the air, or imagine yourself sleeping in the hammock by the beach, on a peaceful and calm day, with enough sun and just the right amount of clouds to cover it, underneath the palms, serving as your shade, ahhhh so peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may be far away from each other (he is in Canada and I am in the Philippines), there is not a moment in the day when I won't think of him. When I hear him laugh, it is such a sweet sweet sound to my ears because I know that he has been hurt before. I am very happy to see him glad and jolly after going through the darkness of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said I became the light of his life through his darkness. For me, he is my knight in shining armor saving me from despair because I never thought that I would love again after being so hurt in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my Antoine, my Miku, je t'aime mon amour. Tu es la razón para mí existencía. Mahal na mahal kita. Hindi ko man kayang isulat sa isang awitin o isang tula ang aking nararamdaman, lagi mong pakakatandaan na ang pagibig ko para sa iyo ay wagas at hindi ko nanaising mawalay sa piling mo ngayong natagpuan na kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I may not be able to write a song or a poem about what I feel but always remember that my love for you is true and I will never want to leave now that I have found you.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6656990466098482674?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6656990466098482674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6656990466098482674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6656990466098482674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6656990466098482674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2010/12/lunch-at-chocolate-kiss.html' title='Lunch at Chocolate Kiss'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-4186892356931856403</id><published>2010-08-30T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:59:38.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up sa Tapwe</title><content type='html'>Ngayon naisip ko na kung bakit ang hulapi ng tapwe ay pwe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ito ay nagmula sa pesos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dahil pingangahulugan ng salitang balbal na "tapwe" ay "singkwenta pesos".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kung gagawin nating "tape", ito ay katumbas ng Ingles na salitang "tape" o...ano nga ba sa tagalog ang tape?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaya, gawin na lang nating "pwe" para talagang dalawang panlapi ang pagbigkas sa salitang ito at hindi isa na tulad sa Ingles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-4186892356931856403?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/4186892356931856403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=4186892356931856403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4186892356931856403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4186892356931856403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2010/08/follow-up-sa-tapwe.html' title='Follow up sa Tapwe'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-4656191177741446847</id><published>2010-08-30T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:55:09.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Origin of Tapwe</title><content type='html'>Seriously, ito yung bumabagabag sa akin buong araw.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ano nga ba ang origin ng tapwe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siguro natrigger ito nung nanood ako ng panahon ko ito kanina. First time ko nga pala manood ng show na yun and mukhang nakakatuwa naman siya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kahit hanggang gabi iniisip ko talaga, saan ba nanggaling ang tapwe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinanong ko na nga rin si kuya kim kung saan nanggaling yun eh, di naman ako sinagot sa twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaya ayun, nanay ko na lang tinanong ko kasi borlogs na si pudak dahil ma-oy na naman siya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabi ng nanay ko "Tapwe? Di ba parang salitang kalye yun? Di ko alam eh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabi ko "Oo nga, parang yung etneb".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At dun ko napagtanto ang origin ng tapwe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang tapwe nga pala para sa mga di nakakaalam ay slang para sa singkwenta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bakit tapwe? Ano ba ang huling pantig ng singkwenta? Di ba "ta"? Yung "pwe" ay para masabi lang na may kasunod. Kasi kung gagawin nating "takwen", parang slang naman yun para sa kwenta o katuturan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kung gagawin naman nating "takwensing", ang haba masyado tsaka pangit pakinggan. Sa asar siguro ng mga tambay, napasabi na lang sila ng "pwe!" at may isang sira ulong nakaisip na magandang slang yun para sa singkwenta pesos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapwe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-4656191177741446847?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/4656191177741446847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=4656191177741446847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4656191177741446847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4656191177741446847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2010/08/origin-of-tapwe.html' title='The Origin of Tapwe'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-4577936531865997143</id><published>2010-08-29T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:24:29.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major, major long hiatus</title><content type='html'>Hiatus, grabe naman sa hiatus ito teh!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha...exactly 1 year ago na yung huli kong post, kumustasa kalabasa naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, things happened over the past year (wala naman kasing sobrang drastic change na nangyari).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For starters, kasama ko na nga pala si Eyok and Mitch sa Pixi (yey?!), and eto, I am trying to revive my blog. Why? I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minsan parang mas masarap pa rin kasi magsulat, pag inaatake lang ako ng kagustuhan na magsulat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaya lang wrong timing talaga palagi pag gusto ko magsulat. Nasa sasakyan ako eh kumusta naman ang magiging sulat ko nun di ba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dun kasi laging nangyayari yun sa moment na napupukaw ng kapaligiran ang aking damdamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simple lang naman itong pukawin, pakitaan niyo lang ako ng green. Green jokes, green phlegm, green mango, green green grass of home. CHOS!!! hahaha..pero totoo yung green green grass of home. Nature ang isa sa mga paniguradong magpapalabas ng inner writer sa akin (naks, writer daw ako bigla..lul! batukan niyo nga ako).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalo na nung nagpunta ako sa Baguio, ay talagang bonggang naging writer ako. Writer sa diary. Hahahaha...kung puwede nga lang dun na lang ako tumira para magmoment lagi sa Mines View Park pag 6 ng gabi at 6 ng umaga (laging ako lang o may iilang tao lang ang nandun pag oras na yun). Sarap eh. Sarap magmoment magisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time, try ko gumawa ng mas matinong blog. Baklang bakla itong blog na ito eh..wahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-4577936531865997143?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/4577936531865997143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=4577936531865997143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4577936531865997143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4577936531865997143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2010/08/major-major-long-hiatus.html' title='Major, major long hiatus'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-8623011411843568252</id><published>2009-08-22T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:58:21.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to write after for so long</title><content type='html'>wow, it's been like what?...hmmm...I don't want to count..hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I haven't updated this for so long! God, I missed writing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll try my best to write something sensible...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let me start with what happened to me this morning...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I embarked on a journey going to my alma mater. Why? Well, I need to get some "stuffs" (I don't want to spill some details because it might get jinxed &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;). To my surprise, since it is a Saturday and normally traffic is not supposed to be that bad I'm stucked between Cordillera and Rotonda for 45 minutes. So, instead of staying inside the fx, I got off the vehicle not minding the fare that I already paid the driver (sayang naman yung 10 pesos...tsk). I started walking from Mayon St. It was fine since it was not raining and many people have already alighted their respective mode of transportation in order for them to get to their destinations by foot. Little did I know that I am going to receive my shock for the day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am actually expecting that there would be a great puddle starting from Blumentritt Street based from past experiences. Luckily, there was none. But when I reached Maceda Street, wow! Espana has become Espana Beach...yeah! Since I am already on the street, I have no choice but to thread the water. I am not feeling icky or anything about the water (though it is very clear to me that it is NOT CLEAN!) I actually enjoyed it.hee hee. Good thing I was wearing my knee length maong shorts and my "pink tsinelas" so I have no worries that my jeans would get wet. But, as I thread the water along Espana, espescially in the corner of the various alleys ( I think one of them is Antipolo St.) , the water was getting deeper. I thought that since I am wearing "short" pants, I am safe from getting wet. But the water is already thigh deep! So, despite the fact I am wearing my short pants, I still needed to roll them up. Even if I rolled them up, they still got wet due to the ripples or waves of the water. Oh, the waves really felt like I was on the beach hahaha! The deepest for me was the one along M. De La Fuente or trabajo. That one is really thigh deep. Even the one in Morayta but I passed through S.Loyola to "escape" the deep water but to no avail. The deepest part of the ocean of Espana is the one in front of UST. That is the reason why I passed through S. Loyola. Then my journey ended at the corner of Quezon Boulevard and Lerma St. I was literally dancing in the middle of Lerma St. after I passed through all that water.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How do I feel after this experience? Well, I can honestly say it was a happy experience. Why? Well, thank God it wasn't raining else it would have been harder. And also, I never thought that I would experience the "Espana experienceb". I actually experienced it before but it was very brief and it was 10 in the evening so I can't really enjoy it. I also loved the part when a bus would try to pass through the "puddle" therefore making waves. So, it was my first time to "climb on" or cling to the fence of UST. Hahaha! What a nice experience indeed. And I was also able to see Kuya Dodong in the canteen that they put up. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See? Who would have thought that being stuck in the historic puddle of Espana can be a fun experience. Hehehehe, I should have taken pictures to show how happy I was and how I looked like walking in all that water. Just imagine me smiling from ear to ear while walking in knee-deep puddle along Espana. Hahahahhaha!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-8623011411843568252?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/8623011411843568252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=8623011411843568252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8623011411843568252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8623011411843568252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2009/08/trying-to-write-after-for-so-long.html' title='trying to write after for so long'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6307130771649871539</id><published>2009-02-22T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:12:05.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinatamad akong magpost..</title><content type='html'>Lately, nauubos na ang creative juices ko (yeah right as if I have..wahahaha)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel compelled to write something in this blog and yet, I don't feel like doing it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Weird pero I want some outlet para mailabas ang feelings ko and yet, tinatamad ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haaay weird...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Share ko na lang siguro na last week eh medyo tinamaan ako sa sinabi ni father sa homily..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Alam niyo ba ang opposite ng love? Hindi hate kasi kapag hate mo, mahal mo pa rin yun kasi may nararamdaman ka para sa taong yun. It is indifference o ang pagiging walang pakialam"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bago niya sabihin yung indifference, I mouthed the word 'apathy' which is the same as indifference...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Man, medyo tinamaan ko. Sa totoo lang, minsan I feel indifference towards the whole universe. As in wala na akong nararamdaman. Kaya nga siguro tinatamad na akong magpost nito...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos mas tinamaan pa ako nung communion song "Your Heart Today"...wow...sapul yung kanta eh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How can I be "Your Heart Today" if I already forgot how to love? Nakalimutan ko na nga ba kung paano ang umibig? Kahit simpleng pag-ibig sa kapwa tao kahit huwag na yung romantikong pag-ibig.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meron pa rin naman akong sense of filial respect sa mga kapamilya ko, respeto sa mga nakakasalamuha ko pero minsan feeling ko wala na akong nararamdaman. Manhid na ba ako?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos kanina sa misa merong mga seminarista and they shared na it's all about love. Pagmamahal sa kapwa at para sa Diyos. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakalimutan ko na nga bang umibig?&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6307130771649871539?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6307130771649871539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6307130771649871539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6307130771649871539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6307130771649871539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2009/02/tinatamad-akong-magpost.html' title='Tinatamad akong magpost..'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-2560398458836825721</id><published>2009-02-08T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:37:26.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whattadream....</title><content type='html'>Man, I had the weirdest dream the other day...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OK, so there is this guy that is soooooo handsome na nung una kong makita eh literal na halos mapanganga ako...kasi nga ang guwapo...parang hinugot sa libro ng twilight at napersonify si Edward Cullen..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He is tall, has a fair complexion and talks in a very good manner na tipong mapapanganga ka talaga (eh hindi ba sa Twilight nadescribe na may ganung characteristics ang mga vampire? hmmm...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway moving on, so ang panaginip ko ay ganito..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nasa isang parang, I don't know, parang cheap na inn daw kami dahil may group project or something..nasabi kong parang cheap kasi from the looks of his face eh medyo hindi siya sanay sa lugar..alam mo yun parang isang mayaman na biglang nakitulog sa squatters area? so ganun na nga.tapos nakatulog ako at paggising ko eh katabi ko daw siya at nakahubad siya at tanging underpants lang ang suot...damn, bat ganun?tapos parang naalimpungatan siya at ang sabi niya ay mainit...then iniwan ko siya dun sa kama at parang nasilip ko na habang natutulog siya ay may mga mama na nagsasaboy ng ash sa palibot ng kama at may mga parang surgical masks yung mga mama habang nagsasaboy sila....weird huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OK lang sana kasi kung yung guy is someone na medyo ka-age ko oh kaya sana artista na lang para hindi ko nakakasalamuha pero, ang catch....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;isa siya sa mga boss ko!waaaahh!!!you can just imagine how I felt the morning after at nung makita ko siya at nang kinausap niya pa ako dahil sa business matter!damn...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero lumipas naman na yun at unti-unti na akong nakakalimot..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tsaka di puwede yun...meron na siyang "singsing" sa daliri...hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sabi ng friend ko "naku mare, subconscious na ang nagsasabi sa iyo na may pagnanasa ka sa boss mo"..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;amps naman...pero ayos lang...marami din ang mga nagnanasa sa kanya....at hindi ko naman siya araw-araw na nakikita at alam ko kung saan ako lulugar...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaayz...iyan na namang mga panaginip na yan!diyan nasisira ang buhay ko eh...bwiset...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-2560398458836825721?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/2560398458836825721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=2560398458836825721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2560398458836825721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2560398458836825721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2009/02/whattadream.html' title='Whattadream....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-885558741011833421</id><published>2008-12-31T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:27:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pahabol post before the year ends...</title><content type='html'>share ko lang...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;weird ng panaginip ko kanina..(baligtad na nga pala sleeping pattern ko...hehehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;napanaginipan ko yung terror teacher ko noong high school (sa stellan friends ko...sa tingin ko kilala niyo na yun...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa panaginip ko nasa klase niya ulit ako...grabe, alam niyo yung feeling na andyan yung terror na teacher mo?yung halong takot tsaka kaba kasi baka tawagin ka sa recitation...tsaka nung high school tipong dumaan lang siya eh tahimik kayo...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa panaginip ko nga eh may quiz pa...at ang matindi nun ay computerized!dang...high tech?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang hindi ko talaga makalimutan ay yung feeling ng takot...as in nyay! parang bawal huminga...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa mga nakakakilala sa akin, alam nila na favorite teacher ko siya...pero ang weird eh...di ko tuloy alam kung pleasant dream ba siya o nightmare...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway, happy new year guys!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-885558741011833421?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/885558741011833421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=885558741011833421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/885558741011833421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/885558741011833421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/12/pahabol-post-before-year-ends.html' title='Pahabol post before the year ends...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6343475090098419321</id><published>2008-12-29T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:18:07.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The year that was...2008</title><content type='html'>Let us recap of what happened this 2008..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siyempre nung half part ng 2007 was not that really good for me (well, alam niyo na...huwag na tayong mag-dwell..ay ako lang pala..wahehehe) pero this year was a blast!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Medyo ironic lang para sa akin..kung ano pa yung magagandang mga memories eh yun yung mga nakakalimutan ko..pero yung mga medyo di kagandahan eh yun ang natitira...weird..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway let us move on..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Early this year dumating ang aking tita from the US of A...it has been 14 years since she last visited so mga 7 years old pa lang ako nun at ano na ako ngayon...21? wow...ang tagal na nun...so to make up for lost time she gave us gifts (isa na itong laptop ko) and she promised to give us "help" para mapalaki itong bahay...lately nalaman ko na naawa pala siya sa amin kasi para daw kaming squatter...masikip kasi yung bahay...tipong 42 square meters lang tapos halos di ka makaikot...ngayon, may second floor na yung bahay at may rooftop pero ang kabayaran?nakuha yung Samsung E250 ko ng construction worker..huhu...cute pa naman yun..pero nevermind may nakuha naman na akong bagong phone...3g pa..hehehe..puwedeng gamitin na pang-internet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Early this year din napagdesisyonan ko na kumuha na ng Civil Service exam..wala lang trip lang..just in case na hindi ako pumasa sa board, at least may naipasa man lang ako...kumuha ako nung naka overload pa ako (18 units)...and to top it all, may extra Spanish Class pa ako sa Instituto ( na hanggang ngayon ay di ko pa naipagpatuloy)...&lt;br&gt;Sa awa naman ng Diyos eh nakapasa ako...80 ang passing score dun...pero kahit may below 80 ka eh papasa ka pa naman...kung nagkataon na hindi ganun ang siste at kailangan 80 lahat edi conditional ako sa 20 items na General Information...hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year din ay nag-OJT ako sa central office ng PLDT sa Malabon...ayos naman halos magaan lang ang trabaho...kabit lang ng mga wires...tralalala...update ng mga kinabit...tralalalala....nood ng TV buong araw...tralalalala...saaayaa!...ayus nga iyon kahit sa Malabon kasi lalo nang lumalawak ang coverage ng internal mapa ko...hehehe..the more places I visit, mas lalong lumalawak ang database ng mga places na puwedeng puntahan...hehehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At dahil this year ay OJT ko, ibig sabihin ay graduating na ako...at, noong August ay grumaduate nga ako..yey[walang energy]...bakit walang energy?ngaragan kami siyempre sa review...May pa lang nakaenroll na kami sa review center...nahati ang tropa at 5 kami na napunta sa perc...siyempre dahil nagrereview pa lang eh hindi ganun ka thrilling para sa akin ang pagmarcha sa PICC...medyo nakakatuwa kasi first time ko makapagsuot ng toga(noong mga graduation ko noon lagi lang kaming uniform...simplicity kasi eh)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa review, grabe...dito ko lang naranasan na todong basahan at aral..yeah! nung nagrereview pa ako eh ang favorite kong kanta eh yung One Day More from Les Miserables kasi akmang-akma...tipong handa ka na talaga para sa giyera...kinakanta ko yun lagi na parang ang lakas ng loob ko na magtake ng board...tipong with conviction talaga na ONE DAY MORE!ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DESTINY. THIS NEVER ENDING ROAD TO CALVARY...&lt;br&gt;pero the day before ng board exam ganito ko na siya kantahin...&lt;br&gt;waaahhhhaaaannn didididadadaday momomomorrreee ahhaahahannaahaahatthhher ddididay...&lt;br&gt;o di ba nangatog?hehehe&lt;br&gt;at nung review din ay nakaugalian talaga naming pumunta ng St. Jude every thursday ( oh how I miss this) kaya feeling ko super blessed kami...tipong yung shirt na gagamitin ko sa board eh pinangsimba ko talaga tsaka pati yung envelope na gagamitin sa board ay pinabless ko rin...(susulat na talaga ako kay St Jude para mag thank you)&lt;br&gt;pati pala sa monasteryo ng Sta. Clara ay nagoffer ako ng eggs...at pinabless ang pencil..todo preparation...whew!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kahit sobrang daming ginwa, ayus lang yang lahat ng preparation kasi sulit naman...nakapasa sa awa ng Diyos...pero tama nga yung sabi dati ni Sir Paala na hindi kumpleto yung saya kasi yung ibang kasama mo hindi pinalad...pero ayus lang yan mga tsong kasi yakang-yaka niyo na yan sa March...yeah!I believe in you...(sir Lee?hehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;after pumasa ayan, naghanap ng trabaho...at pinatos kung sino ang unang mag-offer...tapos iniwanan din...tapos meron ulit...ano ba yan ang gulo...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero magtitino na talaga ako...pramis...I swear..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos, last Christmas lang, dumating yung pinsan ko...kasama niya ang asawa niya...na kano..naks..hehehe...pero ayus lang kahit egoy asawa niya kasi ang bait...sobra..they are very nice...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yan ang taong 2008...very fruitful..sobrang daming blessing...at sobrang thankful ako...parang minsan iniisip ko kung deserve ba ako sa ganito karaming blessing...pero basta...sobrang thankful ako sa taong ito...sobrang ganda at sobrang daming magagandang bagay na nagyari...kulang na lang talaga ay love life pero hindi ako masyadong hopeful dito...unti-unti ko na nga yatang nakakalimutan kaya, iyan na lang ang problema ko...nakalimutan ko na yata kung paano ang mainlab...wahehehehehe&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6343475090098419321?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6343475090098419321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6343475090098419321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6343475090098419321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6343475090098419321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-that-was2008.html' title='The year that was...2008'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-2263049434061824958</id><published>2008-12-25T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:51:13.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened After...</title><content type='html'>ano nga ba nangyari sa akin after the board exam? di na ako nakakapag-blog  ng matino after that so here's a load down of what has happened..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;after pumasa ng board, ako ay naghanap ng trabaho. masigasig naman ako maghanap eh. and kung ano man ang unang tumanggap sa akin eh sunggab agad. at iyon, sumunggab nga naman ang gaga. nabulag sa ganda(?) ng title...and fringe benefits (what do you expect?it's my first time?!?!?!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;pumasok ako ng first day sa aking work (ayoko ng sabihin ang company...nakakahiya...sa company..wahehehe). well it was OK...after all training lang naman siya..so it was like school na parang meron kaming teacher and we have exercises...it went on for a week...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt; then sunday came, ang araw ng oathtaking..dun ko narealize na what the heck? isa akong engineer and here I am in this job wherein people would call me to complain about the products and services of a certain company or ask help to whatever problem that they have about the product. heck, I am worth more than this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt; then the opportunity came. meron daw akong final interview para sa isang semiconductor company. eh di nawalan na ako ng gana sa company na yun. the call came in monday and they wanted me to come to their office daw by wednesday. so tuesday, tinatamad ako pumasok.as in parang batang ayaw talaga pumasok sa trabaho...&lt;br&gt;at parang may sign, naiwan ko ang wallet ko at nasa kalagitnaan na ako ng biyahe!waaah. kaya umuwi na lang ako. at hindi na ako nagreport ulit dun sa "work". ewan ko kung sinasadya ko ba na iwan ko yung wallet ko o aksidente...anyway&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;wednesday came at ayun. nandun ako on time (mas maaga pa nga eh) only to find out na may "emergency meeting" daw sila at tatawagan na lang ulit (as of press time di pa rin ako tinatawagan...and that happened a month ago..so wala na yun talaga)...siyempre ang aga ko di ba so medyo bad trip...buti na lang first day of showing ng twilight so I just watched the effin movie...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;mga 2 weeks after ng pag-AWOL ko dun sa company, I received my termination letter..yey!terminated na ako...though di ko pa nasesettle ng maayos sa company yung termination, the hell I care..sa kanila na lang yung 5 days worth of salary ko...sayang lang yung ATM ko di ko pa nakuha and up to now, di ko alam kung pupunta pa ako dun sa company or hindi na and just let it be..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;kasal ng pinsan ko last December 13 and isa ako sa mga abay..dun pa nga ako nakitulog sa hotel sa Malolos.. and I can tell you na the food was great! on the eve of their wedding, hindi ko kinaya na magpigil sa weakness ko...meron kasing grand piano dun sa hotel eh bihira lang naman ako makapag-play ng piano at sa grand pa..eh when I went down sa lobby, may mga nagkakantahan sa may piano and they were guests dun sa Christmas Party ng Banco De Oro employees..they are big clients I think and one of them is the dance instructor para sa presentation nung isa sa mga group of employess...at sa grupong iyon na nasa may piano,all of them are gay...hindi naman sa nagdidiscriminate or anything, wala lang fyi lang...so nung medyo umalis sila ng konti eh pumuslit ako bigla doon sa piano and started playing...at nakiupo sila at nagrequest ng kanta...buti na lang medyo alam ko yung ibang kanta...basta alam ko yung kanta, kakapain ko lang naman yun and give me a few seconds and voila!you can sing...wahehehe...they even gave me food from the party..dun ko nga rin pala nameet yung pinsan ko and offered me a job sa company nila..ang tanong niya sa akin "marunong ka ng C++ di ba?"...sabi ko naman siyempre oo naman...madali lang yun (yeah right..wahehehehe..)..nagpagawa pa pala ng speech yung tita ko kasi kailangan daw magsalita ang parents ng groom...what the?ano ba alam ko sa pagpapakasal?let alone sa relationship...kaya hagilap ng mga super friends and I would like to thank eyok sa pagiging insomniac niya dahil nagkaroon ng speech tita ko..wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;saturday yung kasal ng pinsan ko and monday pa lang sabi sa akin ng pinsan ko report daw ako kinabukasan[tuesday] para sa interview..ayun sabay kami nagpunta sa "company"...actually bahay lang siya and it is a small company with big clients...so ayun ininterview ako,sinabi pa pala ng pinsan ko na nag jajava ako minsan..what the?sinabi ko na lang na konting-konti ang alam ko sa java (ang alam ko lang ay pang-applications siya at later nalaman ko na medyo malapit din pala siya sa C)..so ayun, ang naginterview nga pala sa akin ay yung may-ari mismo...at later ay yung HR/Marketing person nila...saya no?baligtad..wahehehe...so yung may-ari inexplain sa akin yung mga ginagawa nila and yung magiging project...byt the way ito nga pala yung website ng company www.pixillusion.com.ph&lt;br&gt;nung hapon sinabi ng pinsan ko tanggap na ako..sabi niya naman sa akin sure naman na tanggap na ako eh...ang magiging problema lang eh yung suweldo ko..baka daw mahal ako sumingil..hello?cheap lang ako (ay ang pangit pakinggan)..di naman ako demanding...I consider myself a novice kahit sabihin natin na technically and officially by law isa na akong engineer pero kulang pa ako sa technical expertise (which is practically, almost none?hindi naman siguro considering the training(?) we had during college)...so ayun, nagreport ulit ako last friday for orientation..ang orientation ay pagiinstall ng C#...wahahaha...so ayun nga pala yung gagamitin kong language C# at gagamit din ng mySQL...good luck sa akin...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;last saturday nga pala ay nagkaroon kami ng Christmas party sa tropa...ang saya!best christmas party ever!...and masasabi ko na rin na one of the best bus trip ever...pansin ko lagi na lang sa biyahe kami nagkakausap ng ganun eh...kailangan may motion?wahehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;pasko...bisperas ng pasko tumawag ang tita ko sa tatay ko (panganay niyang kapatid..siya ang bunso) at pinapapapunta kami doon sa bahay sa Galas...excited ang tatay ko dahil lasing siya at makikita niya yung pinsan ko na inalagaan niya din nung bata pa ito...by the way yung pinsan kong iyon ay may anak na mas matanda sa akin by a year..o di ba ang saya?!wahehehe...eh hindi makapunta yung nanay ko dun nung gabi sobrang sama ng ubo niya eh...so ayun, nagkita kami ulit ng pinsan ko after 4 years...at kasama niya nga pala ang kanyang bagong husband..they were married 2 years ago...at gusto ko na ring magpasalamat sa mga gifts na bigay nila...at iyon pala, she suggested na why not go to a pharmaceutical company...maganda daw...she is a licensed electrical engineer d.ito sa pinas and she worked for a gallium arsenide wafer manufacturer dati sa states and then sa pharmaceutical company and I can really say na maganda ang benefits&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so iyan ang nangyari...ang dami no?saya...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-2263049434061824958?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/2263049434061824958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=2263049434061824958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2263049434061824958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2263049434061824958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-happened-after.html' title='What Happened After...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7238270041850239789</id><published>2008-12-23T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:37:22.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at may nahukay na naman ako sa baul ng ala-ala...</title><content type='html'>At may nahukay na naman ako mula sa baul ng mga ala-ala..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Itong tulang ito ay almost 2 years ago na (grabe ganun na katagal yun?) na dedicated dun sa isang taong...kilala niyo na...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pansin ko lang nakagawa ako ng mga ganitong bagay nung inlababo ako..di lang pala siya learning experience..isa siyang muse...ayun, isa siyan muse...hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, sana maibigan niyo..di ko sure kung napost ko na ito dito..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;" size="5"&gt;Secret&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Silence is the only sound that I can hear from thee&lt;br&gt; Sweet,sweet sound that it lingers in my head&lt;br&gt; Thy sweet face being lit upon by the pale moon light&lt;br&gt; Makes't my heart feel warmth in this freezing night&lt;br&gt; Yet in thy sweet silence, I can hear thy agony&lt;br&gt; Your hunger to break free&lt;br&gt; Not now my love,&lt;br&gt; Let not thy despair ruin the beauty of this enchanted eveing&lt;br&gt; I know'st that thee shall embark later on a deadly journey&lt;br&gt; BUt it does break my poor heart to see thy loneliness succumb&lt;br&gt; Thy vivid totality&lt;br&gt; Don't let thy strife with thy enemies&lt;br&gt; Kill or entrap thy liveliness &lt;br&gt; Thy nature is to be as free as the larks in the sky&lt;br&gt; To be as enchanting as a nightingale serenades&lt;br&gt; The evergreen woods of tall forest trees&lt;br&gt; Don't fade away my love...&lt;br&gt; Else my thirst for happiness shall turn into drought&lt;br&gt; My soul shall be entrapped in a desert so far away&lt;br&gt; That no oasis is enough to replenish&lt;br&gt; The thirst that I have for thee...&lt;br&gt; Don't fade...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7238270041850239789?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7238270041850239789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7238270041850239789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7238270041850239789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7238270041850239789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/12/at-may-nahukay-na-naman-ako-sa-baul-ng.html' title='at may nahukay na naman ako sa baul ng ala-ala...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-4763324653539154511</id><published>2008-12-06T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:32:53.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight: tagalog version</title><content type='html'>  ginrab ko lang ito kay gela(http://gelamerce.multiply.com/journal/item/183/addicted_to_TWILIGHT_may_tagalog_version_din_yan)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tagal ko nang di nagbloblog..grabe...hehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kasi pare ganito daw yun. may isa daw babae na hot daw pare. pero maputla siya kasi hindi &lt;br&gt;siya inalagaan ng nanay niya pare. tapos pare emo daw siya kasi nga daw hindi siya mahal ng mundo at para siyang patay na bata na galit sa mundo. tapos pare, lumipat daw siya ng tirahan kasi daw masyado daw siyang emo para sa luma niyang tirahan. sabi niya sa nanay niya "tangina mo nay gusto ko lumipat kay tay". tangina pare hindi nagalit nanay niya. sabi lang ng nanay niya "tangina mo pare wag ka magmura".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so lumipat siya sa tatay niya di ba? pagkarating niya dun sabi niya, "tangina erpat bakit maulan dito?" sabi ng erpat niya "gago "bur" months na! malamig na tangena". so nagtaka yung babaeng simula ngayon ay tatawagin na lang nating "babaeng maputla at emo".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so pumasok siya sa school di ba? binigyan siya ng truck ng tatay niya pare. sabi ng tatay niya "tangina mo sa'yo na tong truck ko". sabi niya "salamat tay".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pagkarating niyang school tsong, may nakita siyang lalaking mukhang bangkay pero pogi. sakto. pogi pero mukhang bangkay. sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "hot pare".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nung chem lab na ni babaeng maputla at emo, natagpuan niyang lab partner niya yung poging bangkay. so nung tinignan siya nung poging bangaky, ang asim ng mukha nito. mukhang nandiri ata kay babaeng maputla at emo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina mo". sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "tangina KA". sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina NIYA oh *tumuro sa teacher nila*". sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "oo nga noh. TANGINA MO". sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina mo gago bampira ako". tapos naghubad siya ng damit at kumintab ang katawan niya kasi linagyan niya ng glitters ang abs niya kasi tigas siya at ganun na ang mga tigas ngayon na nagpupuntang emba.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so pare na in love si babaeng maputla at emo kay poging bangkay. si poging bangkay naman sige lang kasi sex din daw yun. so ayun. angshweet shweet nila.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"eow poh... ahihihihi"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"bebe mwahugz,..... ^^,"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so tapos nun nagpunta sila sa damuhan kasi.... alam mo na. tapos sabi ni poging bangkay &lt;font size="3"&gt;"ikaw na buhay ko ngayon"&lt;/font&gt; sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo &lt;font size="3"&gt;"tangina mo gago patay ka na". &lt;/font&gt;sabi ni poging bangkay "TANGINA KA".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tapos nagsex sila&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so basically pare yun lang yung mga importanteng nangyari sa buong storya. intense noh? kaya pala nahhook lahat ng tao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-4763324653539154511?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/4763324653539154511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=4763324653539154511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4763324653539154511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4763324653539154511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-tagalog-version.html' title='twilight: tagalog version'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-1160777020290710315</id><published>2008-11-08T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:48:58.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Aking Awit </title><content type='html'>Diyos ko pang-ilang beses ko na ba naipost ito? Ay pangalawa pa lang pala...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yung una ay sa friendster blog ko. Nainspire ako tingnan ulit yung friendster blog ko kasi si sir Woodz nagpost sa friendster blog niya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Natawa lang ako sa mga pinagpopost ko dati at isa itong tulang ito na dedicated noon kay Mitch. Ayan sige lantaran na. Bahala na. 2 years ago pa yang tulang yan. Actually puwede ko na rin yan idedicate kay Domeng pero, naaah it is really meant for Mitch eh. Besides, I already made something for that guy (oops...ano ba yan). Just look for it within this Multiply account. The song 'sulpeum' was actually inspired by him (ano ba ito suicidal na ba ako??)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ano ba yan what has happened to me? Kasuwal ko na lang sinasabi ang pangalan ng dalawang yan...anyway...I'm posting this for poetry's sake (yeah right...wahahaha). Sobrang wala lang talaga akong magawa sa buhay ko ngayon kundi tapusin ang twilight series (as of press time I'm halfway through Breaking Dawn)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Aking Awit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ano man ang mangyari&lt;br&gt;Ako man ay masawi&lt;br&gt;Salamat sa ala-ala&lt;br&gt;Kahit minsa’y nawalan ng pag-asa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pag-asa na ako ay iyong ibigin&lt;br&gt;Pag-asa na ikaw ay sa aki’y may pagtingin&lt;br&gt;Ang puso mo’y inilaan sa iba&lt;br&gt;Ako sa iyo ay bale-wala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sakali man na ika’y umibig muli&lt;br&gt;‘Pagkat sa piling niya’y ika’y lumisan&lt;br&gt;Huwag nang lumayo at sa iba’y pumili&lt;br&gt;Magmasid lamang at sa ‘ki’y pumisan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subalit, pag-ibig ng iyong irog ay totoo&lt;br&gt;Kahit na sa puso mo’y wala na ito&lt;br&gt;Bilang kanyang kaibigan ako’y sumasamo&lt;br&gt;Na pakaisipin mo siya at huwag magbiro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadaya ngang totoo ang pag-big ko sa iyo&lt;br&gt;Ngunit di ko hahayaang kayo’y maglayo&lt;br&gt;‘Pagkat kayo ay sadyang itinadhana&lt;br&gt;Hindi mo man nalalaman, sa isa’t isa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaya paalam irog ko, aking mahal&lt;br&gt;Hindi mo man nalaman ako sa iyo’y may pagtingin&lt;br&gt;Dalangin ko sa Maykapal nawa’y dinggin&lt;br&gt;Na kayo at inyong pagmamahala’y magtagal.&lt;br&gt;~09/28/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-1160777020290710315?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/1160777020290710315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=1160777020290710315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1160777020290710315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1160777020290710315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/11/ang-aking-awit.html' title='Ang Aking Awit '/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-2549510840512608251</id><published>2008-11-05T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:40:39.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kept Me Going...</title><content type='html'>I have to admit that living this life is very tiring for me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the recent board exams was even worse...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So what kept me going on during those times that I was taking the God-forsaken board exam?(sorry Lord for using Thy name in vain)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It wasn't my faith or belief in myself but the faith of the people around me that kept me going. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are times that I even lost confidence or faith in what I can do but these people kept of believing. They have so much faith in me that I just can't let those die down on me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's why I really want to thank them, thank all of you who believed in what I can do even at times that I don't even believe in myself.... &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-2549510840512608251?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/2549510840512608251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=2549510840512608251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2549510840512608251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2549510840512608251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-kept-me-going.html' title='What Kept Me Going...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7812463943971104140</id><published>2008-10-30T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:01:51.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineer na ako...yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://krnpanatik.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQktmQoKCrEAACWFeG41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.krnpanatik.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQktmQoKCrEAACWFeG41/Screenshot.png?et=R1FMYqkbh9uBjkCygjAisg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After four years of studying at 6 months of review, naging engineer din ako sa wakas...although this is not really my ultimate goal but I really would want to thank God for the blessings he has bestowed upon me. Sobrang thankful ako sa lahat ng taong nagdasal para sa akin at sa lahat ng taong sumuporta. This has been a very great year. Una, yung Civil Service Exam. Kahit di ako nagreview, pumasa pa rin. Now I am an eligible to take part in the corruption of our political system (joke!hehehehe). Tapos, yung pag-graduate ko. Kahit na may bagsak ako, hinabol ko pa rin na maging on term grumaduate. Though, medyo hindi pa super saya yun kasi nagrereview ako nun, still it is something noteworthy. Then finally this, being a licensed Engineer. Parang after all the pain that I experienced in the past ay unti-unti ko nang nakakalimutan. It is a reminder na life is beyond what we expect it (ay ano ba yan?di ko rin magets...hehehe). May paniniwala ako na ang buhay ay hindi vitamins na you can have it all. Kahit na may mga hindi ako na-achieve dati sa buhay, parang life and God makes up for it by at least giving you something beyond what you expect. Dati noong pinagsarhan ako ng pinto ng kapalaran, sobrang sakit. As in na "in your face!". Pero sangkatutak naman na opportunities ang naopen so OK na rin. Hindi natatapos ang buhay sa mga kabiguan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang drama naman ng post ko..on a lighter note na lang, ito yung nangyari sa akin nung board exam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Math - ayos, medyo solvable. kahit na hindi ko masyadong gamay yung related rates (hindi ko talaga mapalabas yung sagot eh..paano  ba yun?), solvable naman yung problems. galing ng coaching kasi may isang folder talaga na nilaan para sa topic na yun. tipong 100 na differential calculus problems.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Elecs - pagkita ko, wow!parang virtual lang. yung mga weird terms lumabas. kaya lang di ko masyado naaral pagdating dun sa mga transistors kaya medyo kabado. yung mga saybolt, czachroisky (whatever), tsaka pati yung mammogram lumabas...mukhang busy nga talaga si sir bajador&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GEAS - nung second day medyo pagod na ako. di kasi ako nakapahinga ng maayos. nung gabi kasi sinimulan ko pa yung Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge. kaya ayun, ang sakit sa ulo. kasi yung tanong tipong yun na eh. pag di mo talaga alam ang sagot deads ka. andun pa yung honey tsaka yung kapal yata ng steel. ay ewan ko dun! kinabahan pa nga ako kasi  habang kumakain ako ng fudgee bar eh may nalaglag na morsel dun sa answer sheet ko..waah!it's over na ba ito?pero sa dulo lang naman yung nalagyan..di dun sa mga sagot mismo...ayos naman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EST - medyo hula mode din though may binigay kasi sa akin ang isang kakilala ko days before the exam na mga questions tsaka may sagot na sa choices...ayos may mga lumabas din naman..yung iba nirely ko na lang sa binasa ko dati. tapos nung donation na, binigay ko lahat ng pencil, ballpen, triangles, sharpener tsaka eraser ko. sabi nga ng watcher sa akin "di ka na babalik?"..sabi ko talaga, hindi na po (with a smile on my face..nye!?)..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kaya ayun...susunod naman, iniisip ko pa kung mag-aaral ako ng Educ, Law (nye?)  kaya masters...&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://krnpanatik.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQktmQoKCrEAACWFeG41"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7812463943971104140?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7812463943971104140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7812463943971104140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7812463943971104140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7812463943971104140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/10/engineer-na-akoyey.html' title='Engineer na ako...yey!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5932292220216455892</id><published>2008-10-08T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:55:46.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let this be a warning to mankind...</title><content type='html'>It all started that day while I was surfing the net, looking for videos for Kahit Isang Saglit (the drama, hoping to find some episodes) and what I was able to find was a piano version of that song. Then I noticed in the comments that the one who posted that video replied to one of the comments and he complimented the guy for he is a cello player. As I was intrigued, I checked out that guy's profile and watched some of his videos. What caught my attention was his rendition of the Schindler's List theme. Then all the memories came back to me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Years ago I was intrigued about the whole Auschwitz and Nazi thing because of the column of the late Max Soliven in The Philippine Star. There, he described his experience in going to Auschwitz. I was intrigued. First, why was he so depressed after going there and second what really transpired in that place? Then, it started my search for what Auschwitz was.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Having our own problems back here in our own country during those times ()WWII, we had the Japanese here and there were also so many atrocities done) I wasn't that much interested about the what happened in Europe back then so it was only recently that I had some interest about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That idea remained in the closet for a while (for I need to attend to my college studies) until now. What I learned about the Holocaust was that Hitler blamed the Jews for Germany's defeat in the first world war that is why all of these policies were made against the Jews. There was the Kristallnacht where all the Jewish properties and other things related to the Jews were vandalized or destroyed, the segragation of the Jews from the different European societies, the deployment of the Ghettos and finally the Final Solution, the Jewish concentration or death camps. Much has been said about these Jewish death camps and probably the most famous of them all was Auschwitz in Poland. It was originally intended for the Soviet POWs (prisoners of war) but then later on was converted to a Jewish concentration camp. All over Europe from Germany to Yugoslavia, Jews were sent here from other prison camps to meet their "final solution". After the war, there were survivors yes. But until this day, there is an eerie and heavy feeling when you go there. I've not been there yet but still the thought of having millions of people killed and burnt for that matter in that place makes you fiiled with a disturbing thought.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That is why in the Auschwitz camp today there is a sign that says "Let this be a warning to mankind of what hatred can do".   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5932292220216455892?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5932292220216455892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5932292220216455892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5932292220216455892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5932292220216455892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-this-be-warning-to-mankind.html' title='Let this be a warning to mankind...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-9214747336707396670</id><published>2008-10-05T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:36:02.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malapit  na ang umaga (o dilim?nyay...)</title><content type='html'>With a few days remaining (20 days na lang...syet..pressure) update lang sa mga pinaggagagawa ko sa buhay ko&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt; Sa wakas! After 2 years in the waiting (2 nga ba or 3 na...or more pa yata), napanood ko na rin ang OLDBOY! At matapos ko siya mapanood, wala lang. Ayos lang. Napatunayan ko doon na ang pelikula ni Park Chan Wook ay pare-parehong surreal, violent, at ang cast ay pare-piareho din (naiba lang yung mga bida). Sa apat na sikat na pelikula ni Park Chan Wook (apat nga lang ba?) tatlo na ang napanood ko. Iyon ay ang Sympathy for Lady Vengeance, I'm a Cyborg but that's OK tsaka itong huli, yung OLDBOY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt; Dahil malapit na ang board, eto ako online pa rin. Hindi  ko talaga maiwan itong online life ko eh. Kumbaga eh  buhay ko na talaga. Alipin na nitong makinang ito (syet). Good luck na lang talaga sa akin at sa lahat ng magte-take ng board. Kaya natin ito! Whooo!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt; Ngayon ay World Teacher's Day. Sabi kanina ni father na ang pagtuturo daw ay isang vocation. Kaya, wala lang. Di pa rin yata namamatay sa loob ko na gusto kong magturo in the future.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt; Sa pag-ibig, wala. Deads. Killed. Magandang theme song ngayon ay "Tuyo nang damdamin" kasi kahit na pilitin ang damdamin, hindi na talaga siya sumusunod. Mukhang mali na yata yung teorya ko dati na basta pilitin ko ang sarili ko sa isang bagay, mangyayari at mangyayari iyon. Kumbaga, it's all in the state of mind. Pero hindi pala. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-9214747336707396670?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/9214747336707396670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=9214747336707396670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/9214747336707396670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/9214747336707396670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/10/malapit-na-ang-umaga-o-dilimnyay.html' title='Malapit  na ang umaga (o dilim?nyay...)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6082734551039861264</id><published>2008-09-20T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:10:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor en Paz, Paz en Amor (a haiku)</title><content type='html'>Loving in silence&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Such a powerful outcry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From this lonely heart&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6082734551039861264?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6082734551039861264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6082734551039861264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6082734551039861264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6082734551039861264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/09/amor-en-paz-paz-en-amor-haiku.html' title='Amor en Paz, Paz en Amor (a haiku)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5923041434958489842</id><published>2008-09-19T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:25:40.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auschwitz: Care to enlighten me?</title><content type='html'>It's only by chance that I got interest again in this topic. I remember my first encounter with this topic was reading Max Soliven's article on the Philippine Star about his visit there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Malinaw naman sa akin na pinapatay ang mga Jews sa concentration camps dun.Pero, bakit? Why of all the people Jews ang napili ni Hitler?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Care to enlighten me?&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5923041434958489842?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5923041434958489842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5923041434958489842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5923041434958489842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5923041434958489842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/09/auschwitz-care-to-enlighten-me_19.html' title='Auschwitz: Care to enlighten me?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-8699831828608213073</id><published>2008-09-19T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:22:44.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auschwitz: Care to enlighten me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-8699831828608213073?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/8699831828608213073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=8699831828608213073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8699831828608213073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8699831828608213073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/09/auschwitz-care-to-enlighten-me.html' title='Auschwitz: Care to enlighten me?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-690720003831216272</id><published>2008-09-10T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:08:29.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galit yata sa akin ang mga bagyo....</title><content type='html'>May lihim ba na galit sa akin ang kalikasan (o kaya ang Diyos?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kasi ba naman nung isang beses na nagkabagyo, eh paakyat kami ng Baguio. Edi malamang ang tumambad sa amin noon eh makapal na fog at malakas na ulan. Siguro yun ang feeling ng aakyat ng langit. Puti ang daan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos ngayon naman si Marce. Ang saya saya. Pababa ako ng overpass kanina papuntang school. Kung familiar kayo sa lugar (Manila City Hall area), alam niyong medyo madumi yun kapag naulanan. Eh tiyempo na yung suot ko palang sandals eh walang ridges sa ilalim. In short mababa ang coefficient of friction o kaya ay madulas. As in madulas. Unang tapak ko pa lang pababa sa under pass, whooops, muntikan na ako madulas. Kaya gumilid ako. WHoops muntikan ulit. Hay naku nakakainis talaga bakit ko pa nasuot itong sandals na ito. Di bale tatlong steps na lang at nasa baba na ako. Ay may makakasalubong ako makaiwas muna. Whoops napasobra step ko. Ay nadulas ako! Aray! Bago pa man ako bumagsak yan ang nasabi ko. Buti nastretch ko ang katawan ko at naipangsanggalang ko ang tagiliran ko kaya wala namang buto na nabali sa akin. Pagkadulas ko (nakatihaya ako by the way), tayo lang ako. Parang walang nangyari. Pero nakatingin na pala ang sangka-underpassan sa kinahinatnan ko. Kaya pumunta ako ng City Hall: para isoli ang digicam ng pinsan ko. Pagdating ko doon napansin niya madumi ako. Sabi ko nadulas ako. Kaya ayun, pinagpunas niya ako. Umalis din ako at pumunta ng SM dahil sinusumpa ko yung hinayupak na sandals na yun. Ayan medyo secured na ang paglakad ko. Tiyempo naman ng papunta ako ng Mapua eh sobrang lakas ng ulan at hangin. Sa sobrang lakas eh nasira na yata yung payong ko. Pero go lang. Ganyan ako eh. Never say die. Kaya go. Whoooo lakas ng hangin at ulan. Yeah. Basa kung basa. Grabe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pero bakit nga kaya nagagalit ang sangkalangitan. Siguro ay may ibig ipahiwatig ito. Itigil ko na daw ang pagpapantasya ko. Itigil ko na ang kahibangan ko. Lahat na ng puwersa ng kalikasan ang nagsasabing bawal ang pag-ibig ko.....&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-690720003831216272?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/690720003831216272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=690720003831216272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/690720003831216272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/690720003831216272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/09/galit-yata-sa-akin-ang-mga-bagyo.html' title='Galit yata sa akin ang mga bagyo....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-8480690244675198913</id><published>2008-08-21T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:23:48.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Libran Woman</title><content type='html'>Got this link form Sham. At tama siya: 99.998 % correct ang mga pinagsasabi tungkol dito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"&gt; &lt;a name="2461218077458899322"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://zodiac-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/libra-women.html"&gt;Libra Women&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;Libra woman mostly has an egg oval facial shape. She has a nice&lt;br&gt;smooth skin and a good figure. She will spent so much efforts to keep&lt;br&gt;her skin clean and pretty. She can be easily allergy to cosmetic and&lt;br&gt;make up, but taken care of her face and avoid wrinkle is her hobby.&lt;br&gt;She is good at it and tend to look younger than her age.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;She can be very naughty like a little boy, but yet fully 100% woman.&lt;br&gt;She looks nice in either Jean or night gown. She thinks woman is&lt;br&gt;equal to man. Sometimes she can think faster than you, but she will&lt;br&gt;not leave you far behind. She will try not to make you feel like you&lt;br&gt;are competed or defeated in any games she plays with you even she is&lt;br&gt;winning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;She is a little flirt even she has no idea what she wants. She can&lt;br&gt;not decide what to do, and what not to do, so she can not set her&lt;br&gt;schedule very well in all cases.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;She is gifted with how to dress, and how to match her dress. She&lt;br&gt;likes to dress in black and wear perfume. She likes a mild flowery&lt;br&gt;scent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;In any argument, she can really argue. She can argue for hours, and&lt;br&gt;mostly win the argument. If it is not a serious argument, she could&lt;br&gt;argue and once a while give you a smile also. She will make a good&lt;br&gt;politician, because she can tell which party will win the election.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;She always has a good reasons ,even she likes to contradict herself.&lt;br&gt;She can not decide what is right and wrong for her, because&lt;br&gt;everything has a good side and a bad side. Woman in other Zodiac might&lt;br&gt;not care what other people think, but Libra woman care what other&lt;br&gt;people ,or what you feel as much as her own feeling.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;She can adjust to her environment very well, so at work she will be&lt;br&gt;at the ladder up. She likes team work in doing things. If you ask her&lt;br&gt;for help or advice, she will help you except if she does not like your&lt;br&gt;guts. She can change you and make you think you change by yourself&lt;br&gt;without her influence.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;Good side of being with Libra woman are she never interfere with your&lt;br&gt;privacy. She will not make you loose face in front of your friends.&lt;br&gt;Even she cares about how much money she has left his her bank&lt;br&gt;account, she will never forget to let you know how much she cares for&lt;br&gt;you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;She think taken care of the house is a woman job and she can do it&lt;br&gt;well. But if you expect a Libra woman to fear you, then you are&lt;br&gt;wrong. She is a strong woman even she looks at you with that sweet&lt;br&gt;innocent pairs of baby's looks and may loose you (let you win) in a&lt;br&gt;few poker games.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;If she is the one you are after, then go step by step. The best way&lt;br&gt;is using her friends introducing you to her. Do not make her feel or&lt;br&gt;treat her like a bubble head. You have to move forward toward her with&lt;br&gt;confident and secure. Show her that you are a kind , polite and a&lt;br&gt;real gentleman. Be a slow hand or else you might get smack!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-8480690244675198913?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/8480690244675198913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=8480690244675198913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8480690244675198913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8480690244675198913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/libran-woman.html' title='The Libran Woman'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6029244571397119919</id><published>2008-08-15T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:26:12.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the rio grande?</title><content type='html'>....there was something in the air that night, the stars were bright, Fernando...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh hello! Kala niyo lyrics na naman ano? I was so occupied these past few days with so much work that is why I am not that much in the mood to relay stories in this blog. And anyway, there is nothing much going on with my life right now. What do you expect from a life of a board exam reviewee? Wala din naman akong love life so anong bago? Napaka monotonous...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway back to the story, do you still recall the frightful night we, oh I mean, "I" crossed the rio grande? Yes, I did cross the cross the Rio Grande. The Rio Grande de España. La grande rivière de l'Espagne. No it is not the Rio Grande of US nor a great river in Spain. Isa siyang baha sa España Avenue. So anong bago doon? Well for starters, I have heard and seen it for years but have not experienced it for myself. So ngayong gabi, naexperience ko siya. Just imagine myself walking in the middle of the puddle in España at 9:30 in the evening. Kakaiba yung feeling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi naman siya nakakatakot kasi ang dami namang naglalakad. Kakaiba lang kasi normally maingay sa España kasi nga daanan ng maraming sasakyan both south bound and north bound. Ngayong gabi, bangka o kaya SUV lang ang makakadaan sa España. Though, yung naabutan kong level eh kaya namang suungin ng mga jeep eh konti pa rin ang dumadaan. Siguro natrauma yung mga driver dahil noong nakaraang gabi eh ganoon din ang pangyayari. Kaya ako, naglakad mula Tolentino Street (a block away from P. Noval) at kung hanggang saan ako maglalakad, wala akong pakialam. Sabi ko sa sarili ko, kahit maglakad ako hanggang bahay (ay huwag naman sobrang layo na noon tsaka delikado sa Commonwealth) o kaya kahit hanggang Delta pa eh ayos lang. Kahit sumabit pa sa jeep gagawin ko basta makauwi lang. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kung makakaiwas naman ako sa baha ay iiwas ako. Siyempre sino ba naman ang gustong ilublob ang mga paa niya sa tubig na nagmula sa kung saang lupalop, hindi ba? Eh pagdating doon sa may Trabajo eh may eskinita na wala nang sidewalk na walang baha. Wala ring tulay doon. Kaya, lusong na kung lusong. Sa totoo lang, ang kinakatakot ko lang naman kapag lumusong sa baha ay yung maanod yung sandalyas ko o kaya ay mahulog ako sa butas na hindi ko makita. Awa ng Diyos eh hindi naman inanod ang panyapak ko at hindi naman ako shu-moot sa isang imburnal. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Akala ko, maglalakad pa ako hanggang Welcome Rotonda. Awa naman ng Diyos eh nakasakay agad ako ng FX. Talagang di ko tinantanan yung FX hanggang sa makasakay ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[while writing this, nagbabasa ako sa mapuaownage...grrr...nakakapanginit ng ulo yung nalaman ko....sa mga mapuans lalo na yung sa mga EE-ECE-CoE basahin niyo http://www.mapuaownage.com/forums/mapua-general-discussion/2944-news-professor-nabbed-mulcting-students-15.html#post190250]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nawala tuloy momentum ko..Anyway basahin niyo na lang yan...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6029244571397119919?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6029244571397119919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6029244571397119919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6029244571397119919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6029244571397119919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-still-recall-frightful-night-we.html' title='Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the rio grande?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-160945279648343669</id><published>2008-08-11T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:38:05.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paloma Negra</title><content type='html'>Pansin niyo siguro na puro luyrics ng kanta ang pinopost ko. Ngayon ay lyrics ulit. Nilulunod ko kasi ang sarili ko sa mga kantang ito. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ibig nga palang sabihin ng paloma negra ay black dove. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Ya me canso de llorar y no amanece&lt;br&gt; Ya no sé si maldecirte o por ti rezar&lt;br&gt; Tengo miedo de buscarte y de encontrarte&lt;br&gt; Donde me aseguran mis amigos que te vas&lt;br&gt; Hay momentos en que quisiera mejor rajarme &lt;br&gt; Y arrancarme ya los clavos de mi penar&lt;br&gt; Pero mis ojos se mueren si mirar tus ojos&lt;br&gt; Y mi cariño con la aurora te vuelve a esperar&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Y aggaraste por tu cuenta la parranda&lt;br&gt; Paloma negra paloma negra dónde, dónde andarás?&lt;br&gt; Ya no jueges con mi honra parrandera&lt;br&gt; Si tus caricias han de ser mías, de nadie mas&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Y aunque te amo con locura ya no vuelves&lt;br&gt; Paloma negra eres la reja de un penar&lt;br&gt; Quiero ser libre vivir mi vida con quien yo quiera&lt;br&gt; Dios dame fuerza que me estoy muriendo por irla a buscar&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Y agarraste por tu cuenta las parrandas&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-160945279648343669?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/160945279648343669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=160945279648343669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/160945279648343669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/160945279648343669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/paloma-negra.html' title='Paloma Negra'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-584160229791928493</id><published>2008-08-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:50:52.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milord</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre class="lc"&gt;Milord&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Allez, venez, Milord!&lt;br&gt;Vous asseoir à ma table;&lt;br&gt;Il fait si froid, dehors,&lt;br&gt;Ici c`est confortable.&lt;br&gt;Laissez-vous faire, Milord&lt;br&gt;Et prenez bien vos aises,&lt;br&gt;Vos peines sur mon coeur&lt;br&gt;Et vos pieds sur une chaise&lt;br&gt;Je vous connais, Milord,&lt;br&gt;Vous n`m`avez jamais vue&lt;br&gt;Je ne suis qu`une fille du port,&lt;br&gt;Qu`une ombre de la rue...&lt;br&gt;Pourtant j`vous ai frôlé&lt;br&gt;Quand vous passiez hier,&lt;br&gt;Vous n`étiez pas peu fier,&lt;br&gt;Dame! Le ciel vous comblait:&lt;br&gt;Votre foulard de soie&lt;br&gt;Flottant sur vos épaules,&lt;br&gt;Vous aviez le beau rôle,&lt;br&gt;On aurait dit le roi...&lt;br&gt;Vous marchiez en vainqueur&lt;br&gt;Au bras d`une demoiselle&lt;br&gt;Mon Dieu!... Qu`elle était belle...&lt;br&gt;J`en ai froid dans le coeur...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Allez, venez, Milord!&lt;br&gt;Vous asseoir à ma table;&lt;br&gt;Il fait si froid, dehors,&lt;br&gt;Ici c`est confortable.&lt;br&gt;Laissez-vous faire, Milord,&lt;br&gt;Et prenez bien vos aises,&lt;br&gt;Vos peines sur mon coeur&lt;br&gt;Et vos pieds sur une chaise&lt;br&gt;Je vous connais, Milord,&lt;br&gt;Vous n`m`avez jamais vue&lt;br&gt;Je ne suis qu`une fille du port&lt;br&gt;Qu`une ombre de la rue...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dire qu`il suffit parfois&lt;br&gt;Qu`il y ait un navire&lt;br&gt;Pour que tout se déchire&lt;br&gt;Quand le navire s`en va...&lt;br&gt;Il emmenait avec lui&lt;br&gt;La douce aux yeux si tendres&lt;br&gt;Qui n`a pas su comprendre&lt;br&gt;Qu`elle brisait votre vie&lt;br&gt;L`amour, ça fait pleurer&lt;br&gt;Comme quoi l`existence&lt;br&gt;Ça vous donne toutes les chances&lt;br&gt;Pour les reprendre après...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Allez, venez, Milord!&lt;br&gt;Vous avez l`air d`un môme!&lt;br&gt;Laissez-vous faire, Milord,&lt;br&gt;Venez dans mon royaume:&lt;br&gt;Je soigne les remords,&lt;br&gt;Je chante la romance,&lt;br&gt;Je chante les milords&lt;br&gt;Qui n`ont pas eu de chance!&lt;br&gt;Regardez-moi, Milord,&lt;br&gt;Vous n`m`avez jamais vue...&lt;br&gt;...Mais... vous pleurez, Milord?&lt;br&gt;Ça... j`l`aurais jamais cru!...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh ben, voyons, Milord!&lt;br&gt;Souriez-moi, Milord!&lt;br&gt;...Mieux qu` ça! Un p`tit effort...&lt;br&gt;Voilà, c`est ça!&lt;br&gt;Allez, riez, Milord!&lt;br&gt;Allez, chantez, Milord!&lt;br&gt;La-la-la...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...&lt;br&gt;Mais oui, dansez, Milord!&lt;br&gt;La-la-la... Bravo Milord!&lt;br&gt;La-la-la... Encore Milord!... La-la-la...&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-584160229791928493?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/584160229791928493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=584160229791928493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/584160229791928493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/584160229791928493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/milord.html' title='Milord'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6865904881180820000</id><published>2008-08-06T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T02:55:58.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymne A L'Amour</title><content type='html'>Just want to share this song. Maganda kasi  yung message eh tsaka inaaral ko siyang kantahin ngayon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A brief background on the song. The lyrics were written by the singer Edith Piaf and the music was by Marguerite Minnot. Sinulat ni Edith Piaf ito nang mamatay sa plane crashyung ka-love affair niya na boxer na si Marcel Cerdan. Kaya no wonder sa movie adaptation ng buhay ni Edith ay ito yung pinatugtog na kanta after niya malaman na namatay si Marcel. Marami na rin ang gumawa ng versions ng kanta na ito like Shirley Bassey and Josh Groban.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Hymne à L'Amour &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Le ciel bleu sur nous peut s'effondrer &lt;br&gt; Et la terre peut bien s'écrouler &lt;br&gt; Peu m'importe si tu m'aimes &lt;br&gt; Je me fous du monde entier &lt;br&gt; Tant qu'l'amour inond'ra mes matins &lt;br&gt; Tant que mon corps frémira sous tes mains &lt;br&gt; Peu m'importe les problèmes &lt;br&gt; Mon amour puisque tu m'aimes &lt;p&gt;  J'irais jusqu'au bout du monde &lt;br&gt; Je me ferais teindre en blonde &lt;br&gt; Si tu me le demandais &lt;br&gt; J'irais décrocher la lune &lt;br&gt; J'irais voler la fortune &lt;br&gt; Si tu me le demandais &lt;br&gt; Je renierais ma patrie &lt;br&gt; Je renierais mes amis &lt;br&gt; Si tu me le demandais &lt;br&gt; On peut bien rire de moi &lt;br&gt; Je ferais n'importe quoi &lt;br&gt; Si tu me le demandais &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Si un jour la vie t'arrache à moi &lt;br&gt; Si tu meurs que tu sois loin de moi &lt;br&gt; Peu m'importe si tu m'aimes &lt;br&gt; Car moi je mourrais aussi &lt;br&gt; Nous aurons pour nous l'éternité &lt;br&gt; Dans le bleu de toute l'immensité &lt;br&gt; Dans le ciel plus de problèmes &lt;br&gt; Mon amour crois-tu qu'on s'aime &lt;br&gt; Dieu réunit ceux qui s'aiment &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Translation:&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The blue sky can tumble down upon us&lt;br&gt; And the earth can also collapse&lt;br&gt; It doesn't matter, if you love me&lt;br&gt; I don't care about the entire world &lt;br&gt; As long as love floods my mornings&lt;br&gt; As long as my body trembles beneath your hand&lt;br&gt; These problems don't matter&lt;br&gt; My love, since you love me&lt;p&gt;  I would go to the end of the earth&lt;br&gt; I would dye my hair blonde&lt;br&gt; I would go take down the moon&lt;br&gt; I would go steal a fortune&lt;br&gt; If you asked it of me&lt;br&gt; I would disown my country&lt;br&gt; I would disown my friends&lt;br&gt; If you asked it of me&lt;br&gt; People can have a good laugh at me&lt;br&gt; I would do anything&lt;br&gt; If you asked it of me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  If one day life tears you from me&lt;br&gt; If you die that you be far from me&lt;br&gt; It doesn't matter, if you love me&lt;br&gt; Because, me, I will die also&lt;br&gt; We will have eternity for ourselves&lt;br&gt; In the great blue immensity&lt;br&gt; In the sky, no more problems&lt;br&gt; My love, do you believe we love each other&lt;br&gt; God reunites those who love each other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6865904881180820000?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6865904881180820000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6865904881180820000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6865904881180820000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6865904881180820000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/hymne-l_06.html' title='Hymne A L&amp;#39;Amour'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-9117221261891534627</id><published>2008-08-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T02:50:40.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymne L'Amour</title><content type='html'>  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-9117221261891534627?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/9117221261891534627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=9117221261891534627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/9117221261891534627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/9117221261891534627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/hymne-l.html' title='Hymne L&amp;#39;Amour'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5075021983467906571</id><published>2008-08-05T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:51:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God, what day is this?!?!!?!</title><content type='html'>This is a very,very,very weird day....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grabeng araw ito...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Parang sine wave lang...up and down, up and down...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sige, kuwento mode...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kailangan kong pumunta ng makati para ayusin yung papers about some of the benefits na matatanggap ko para sa educational plan. Eh since kahapon ay 6 AM na ako natulog, expect na hindi na ako natulog. Tutal 3 PM naman ako nagising kahapon kaya OK lang maligo. No fear of pasma. Ayan off to Makati. I decided to ride the bus para walang hassle sa pila ng MRT. Ang hassle naman pala doon eh ang mahal ng pamasahe. Sus, 60 pesos?!?!grabe kamahal naman niyan uy! Anyway gusto ko naman matulog eh dahil parang magcocollapse na ang puso ko sa pagod (pusong pisikal yan ha..hindi yung emosyonal...although ibang kuwento naman yun...ay meron pala niyan mamaya...hehe).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayan, baba sa Ayala corner Paseo de Roxas. To tell you honestly first time ko talaga mapunta sa side na iyon ng Makati. Kasi I've only been dun sa side na malapit sa Ayala station at para pumunta sa Prudential, ang way ko ay through SM, Glorietta, Landmark then Greenbelt. Kaya medyo na natakot ako at naoverwhelm. Sabi ko parang mas natakot pa ako dun kaysa sa Quiapo at Avenida. Pero sa isip ko, pangarap ko pa naman na magpunta sa ibang bansa tulad ng España tapos matatakot ako sa Makati lang. Kaya yun, carry lang. Sabi ko naman sa loob ko, "Lord galing mo naman. Kahapon maulan tapos ngayong may nilalakad ako eh hindi masyado. Thank you." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sakto naman nung nasa loob na ako ng building umulan tapos may kailangan pa palang papers na fill up-an ng nanay ko kaya kailangan kong bumalik dun. No biggie kasi may payong naman ako at given naman ang allowance ko for this day kaya sakto lang. Kaya sabi ko, I'll treat myself to a good lunch. Gusto ko ng World Chicken. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hinanap ko siya sa Glorietta and apparently, kasama yata siya sa sumabog dati dahil hindi ko siya makita. So I had no choice but to eat at World Chicken sa SM Manila. Ayun, I treated myself to two sidings at yun ay Española rice and Fettucine al torno at ang chicken ay may brown gravy. Yum yum! So full at wala pang tulog ang kalalabasan mo ay sobrang hilo ka na at gusto mong matulog. At nang palabas na ako ng SM Manila, guess who I saw? Si....ok fine wala naman siyang blog (pero ang tropa ay meron so alam niyo na yun). Napakagandang addition niyan sa hilo ko. Kaya bumili na ako ng candy paglabas dahil feeling ko susuka na ako dahil sa sobrang dami ng kinain ko at (hindi naman ako nasusuka dahil nakita ko siya, grabe naman).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos off to review. Nakuwento ko na ito kay Mitch na may "crush" ako sa review. Di naman siguro ito crush. Paghanga na todo lang. Weakness ko kasi ang "men of substance" (at nakasalamin?patay ako nito sa mga kareview ko). Na-sad pa tuloy ako kasi may sakit siya (ay wala na.."killed" ako nito.."tugsh"). Ang ayus pa niyan ay naiwan ni sir (ay wala na killed na talaga) yung jacket niya. Sayang, gusto ko sana ibalik  kasi sa tabi ng upuan ko niya naiwan. Eh ibabalik naman siguro nina ate yun pag naglinis sila sa room. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayan gabi na. Nakita ko online si Ma'am kaya binati ko siya. Bati ba naman niya "mahal mo pa ba si  _ _ _ _ _?" Sabi ko, ayus ah..hehehe. At sakto naman ng gabing ito eh ayan, kausap ko si _ _ _ _ _. Napagusapan namin na medyo may problema siya sa kanyang relasyon at plano niyang makipag..alam niyo na. Panguna pa nga niya "may kasalanan na naman ako sa inyong mga kababaihan". At guess what kung ano ang playing na background song ko sa utak ko. Ang walang kamatayang kanta ni Bituin Escalante "kung ako na lang sana..."..damn. Kausap ko nga noon si anna eh. Sabi niya, grab the opportunity. Sabi ko, ayoko kasi takot ako sa karma. Makukuha mo nga ang bagay na gusto mo pero may masasaktan sa pagkuha mo nito? Huwag na lang. Mas OK lang na ako na lang ang masaktan, huwag na lang ang iba. Tutal sanay na ako sa ganyan. Dasal ko nga kanina "Lord, kaya ipagpaliban ang love life pero ang board exam hindi." Kaya ko nasabi yan kasi may nabasa ako na " Lahat ng ginawa at inasal mo, sa board exam ang balik sa iyo".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naalala ko tuloy yung text ni _ _ _ _ _ noong isang araw na gusto niya daw ng adventure. Gusto kong biruin na mangaliwa ka kaya at gawin mo akong kabit. Pero siyempre, huwag! It is super against my principles. Even entertaining such thoughts. Shet. Matakot ka sa karma. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya, aral na lang. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SHHHHHH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5075021983467906571?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5075021983467906571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5075021983467906571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5075021983467906571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5075021983467906571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-god-what-day-is-this.html' title='My God, what day is this?!?!!?!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-8610853607625392721</id><published>2008-07-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:58:55.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New addictions[ am I becoming French? ]</title><content type='html'>Dapat talaga nagrereview ako eh..pero I can't stand sitting for hours forcing myself to study. Sayang lang kasi kung ipipilit di rin uubra. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Despite of that, I never neglect naman yung mga kailangan kong gawin. I do my part by trying to read at least somethings for a day para naman di masayang yung araw ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At dahil doon, nakahanap ako ng mga ibang dibersyon. They may be diversions but they are still beneficial to me both for pleasure and for the intellect.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang huling post ko yata dito ay tungkol sa napanood kong movie na La Mome or La Vie En Rose. Ayun, dahil lang naman doon ay medyo naadik ako sa pagkanta ng kanta ni Edith Piaf. Well, di naman lahat ng kanta niya. Dalawa lang kasi yung nagcatch ng attention ko doon sa movie. Yung una ay yung Padam, padam. Kakaiba kasi yung tunog eh. Lalo na yung matunog na "Padam, padam, padam" tapos biglang nagcollapse si Edith Piaf sa stage. Kasi may sakit na siya nung kinanta niya na yun eh. Eh tipong makaubos hangin talaga yung mga kanta niya. Tapos yung isa ay yung Non Je Ne Regrette Rien. Bakit nacatch yung attention ko? Kasi yung 'rien' niya parang 'rian' kaya nung kinakanta niya parang puwede mong gawing " No, riyan durian. No, wala tayong durian" (hehehe joke lang). Pero kidding aside the song Non Je Ne Regrette Rien is a very meaningful song. It may be brief but the lyrics are very much full of conviction. The title itself means " No, I regret nothing" . O di ba? Ang taray! Parang This is my Life ni Shirley Bassey (ay Dame na pala siya).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At dahil sa kaadikan sa kantang yan, naghanap pa ako ng ibang kanta. Hinanap ko yung French National Anthem. At nakita ko na naman si Edith Piaf. Hanep yan si Edith Piaf pa rin? Grabe napakainfluntial na niya. Pero later on nalaman ko na hindi pala si Edith Piaf yung kumanta kundi si Mireille Mathieu ( at kaya naman pala, dahil katunog niya si Edith at idol niya rin pala...). Yung unang download ko pa nga ay hindi gumana sa media player dahil mali daw yung encoding. Kaya ayun, nagdownload pa ako ng isa na sa ibang singer naman. At wow, ang ganda ng lyrics (hinanap ko..trip ko kantahin eh). Napakapowerful ng mga meaning niya. First line pa lang nagyayaya na sa giyera "Allons enfants de la Patrie, Le jous de glorie est arrive!" na ang ibig sabihin ay "Rise children of our country, The day of glory has arrived". Kaya naman kasi ganoon yung lyrics dahil composed yan noong may Prussian War sa France (ganyan talaga ako pag na-adik todo research. kaya nga sabi ko sana machannel  yung ganyang kaadikan ko para sa board). Pati yung pagkakakanta nila para talagang galit at handa nang lumaban sa lahat nang manggigiyera sa France.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Parang ang sarap pag-aralan ng mga national anthems ng mga iba't ibang bansa. Parang it reflects kung ano yung kultura ng bansang iyon tapos kung paano nga ba napeperceive ng mga tao ang bansa nila, kung paano nila mahalin ito. Dati ang tingin ko lang sa mga taga France mga maarte magsalita, mahilig sa wine, extravagant ang buhay. Pero dahil sa La Marseillaise (ay oo nga pala yan yung title ng French National Anthem), naiba paningin ko sa kanila. Nakita ko na sila ngayong matatapang na tao. Para kasing hindi sapat si Napoleon Bonaparte eh. Siguro nga mas tumatatak sa akin kung arts o musika ang pagbabasehan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sayang kung may pagkakataon eh mas gusto ko pa sana alamina ng tungkol sa Espanya kasi yun nga yung inaaral kong language pero sad to say ang national anthem nila ay walang lyrics. Yes, walang lyrics ang national anthem ng Espanya. This year sana lalagyan kaya lang may mga isyu tungkol sa lyrics. Ang pulitika natin ay hindi naman nalalayo sa kanila. Alam niyo na. Politics. Haaay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya doon muna ang mga interes ko. Sa mga national anthems. Aside from our own national anthem, masasabi kong favorite ko ang La Marseillaise.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-8610853607625392721?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/8610853607625392721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=8610853607625392721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8610853607625392721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8610853607625392721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-addictions-am-i-becoming-french.html' title='New addictions[ am I becoming French? ]'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-225223046635131325</id><published>2008-06-13T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:07:08.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Mapua to Mapua</title><content type='html'>Super trip ngayong araw na ito..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dahil umiiral pa rin ang mga hormones ko sa katawan kaya madali ako mainis sa mundo ay nagpaka-'isolate' mode muna ako sa field trip..Yeah right as if I care...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well anyway, dahil sa mga sakit na naramdaman ko ngayong araw (dahil sa overeating at pagsakit na naman ng lungs ko..wow nararamdaman pala yun...wahahaha), senti mode ako habang pauwi galing field trip..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oo nga pala, di ko nakuwento na merong field trip ngayon. Una, sa ATO...na naman...hahaha..I was there mga late last year yata...basta ganun...pero this time, dun kami sa tech center...kumbaga eh yung pinaka-lab nila...last time kasi dun kami sa facilities mismo...so kumpleto na yung trip!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunod naman ay sa AMKOR...tungkol siya sa semicon...yun lang...pinakita lang yung ilang facilities nila...meeehhh...wala lang...ang ganda kung ganito lang ilalagay ko sa reaction paper...wahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway,back to the story...dahil nga sa mga medyo sakit-sakit na naramdaman ko ay nagsenti mode ako sa buhay...napansin ko kasi na ang gaganda ng mga ipil tree ngayon...the flowers are in full bloom...red na red...parang the trees are on fire but a very lovely fire...ganun din sa paligid ng express way...parang nag-aalab sa kagandahan ang mga puno kasama ng mga luntiang dahon nito na lalong inaakit ang aking mga mata sa ganda ng kalikasan...kaya sabi ko, bago ako mamatay mabuti at nasilayan ko ang ganitong kagandahan sa mundo...tapos natulog ako dahil nga nahilo ako sa over-eating (cholesterol?) at masakit ang lungs ko at pag-gising ko, tuloy ang senti...nakita ko manila bay...sabi ko, bago ako mamatay gusto ko masilayan ang paglubog ng araw sa baybayin ng maynila...yung tipong unti-unting bumababa ang malaking bola ng apoy patungo sa napakalawak na karagatan...tapos nakita ko pa yung green na damo sa may ccp...gusto ko pag namatay ako sa ilalim ng luntiang damo ako mahimlay..habangbuhay...siyet ang morbid ko...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya ayun,pagbaba ng bus eh tuloy ang senti mode...kaya nasabi ko dahil maaga pa naman,gagawin ko ang experimento ko...ang sumakay ng diretsong bagong silang galing sta cruz...eh super senti nga ako di ba?kaya nilakad ko mula mapua hanggang doroteo jose kung saan naroon ang terminal ng bus...pagsakay ko ng bus, napansin ko na yung terminal ay ginibang gusali...napansin ko yung mga lumang bakal at pati yung composition ng kongkreto niya...nasabi ko wow ang laki ng graba...hindi tulad ng ginagamit ngayon sa pambuhos...tapos naalala ko, yun nga pala yung lumang Mapua...wow!ang Mapua noon (mapua high in most recent years) ay isa nang terminal ng mga bus na papuntang bagong silang, novaliches at sapang palay...wow...naisip ko, sayang naman...di ba puwede ipapreserve yun sa national historical institute dahil malaki naman ang historical value nun...sayang...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;akalain mo sa isang araw ay napunta ako sa Mapua ngayon at Mapua noon...na naglakad ng higit sa isang kilometro...hindi naman kasing laki ng UP ang Mapua para magkaroon ng isang kilometro sa loob ng pamantasan na ito...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sayang...sayang na nakalipas...nabaon na lamang sa ilalim ng mga guho at mga gulong ng bulok na bus...sayang,sayang&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-225223046635131325?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/225223046635131325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=225223046635131325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/225223046635131325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/225223046635131325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-mapua-to-mapua.html' title='From Mapua to Mapua'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-8616981505165703390</id><published>2008-06-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:38:55.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a dream...</title><content type='html'>I have a dreammmm.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, I am not going to sing Abba's song rather I am going to [rant?] or vent out my frustration. Why else my multiply be entitled as such, right? Frustrations of a frustrated writer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most of my classmates in high school have now graduated from college since most, rather all of them took normal 4 year courses. I, on the other hand, took a 5-year course on a normal semestral basis but I entered a 'special school' (special school for special kids?wahahaha), I can finish my course in just 4 years. I have not graduated yet since our g.raduation is still yet to come (on August to be exact)so that would be just in a few months time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So what am I going to rant about?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmmm...do you know how it feels when you have a dream yet that dream is fulfilled by other people and you have diverged from that dream of yours? Well, that is what I feel right now. It is not really that bad but you know, seeing other people fulfilling your dream yet you know that they did not have the same dream as you do. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh well that is life. At times you have dreams that are not meant to be fulfilled because that is not really your vocation or calling. When you have unfulfilled dreams, that dream doesn't die. You may not be able to fulfill it yourself but other people that you know or may not know may fulfill them. The same goes for other's dreams. Maybe you are meant to fulfill them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alas! A theory!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dreams cannot be created nor destroyed. It can only be passed on to be fulfilled by others or fulfill it yourself. Once it is fulfilled it inspires other and it becomes their dream too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh man, I almost got lost in that theory...wahahahaha....&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-8616981505165703390?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/8616981505165703390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=8616981505165703390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8616981505165703390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8616981505165703390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a dream...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5966371383581133060</id><published>2008-05-29T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:35:52.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Terna...hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(102, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;RULES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; "&gt; A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;B. These 8 people must state who they were tagged by. You cannot tag the person who tagged you. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;1. What was the last word/phrase you said?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- bakit pa... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. What do you miss most?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- total rest?as in yung buong araw na matutulog lang ako&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. What are you supposed to be doing right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- mag-aral...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; - sa dibeedee..hmmm...part ng iron man at meet the spartans&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. What did you last eat?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- e-aji&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. What are you doing right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- malamang nasagot nitong blog..sheesh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. What's your favorite sport? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;- wala eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); " color="#000000"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- hmmmm...oh well...whatever....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- hmmm....mid-life crisis lang (yuck midlife crisis daw?wahehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10.What was your section when you were in gr.1?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;- 1 masigla...panghapon yun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- ayus lang...ngayon ko lang nakita eh...waheheh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Have you learned something new today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- marami...na kaya ko pala manghula sa satcom, na maganda pala ako kapag nilagyan ng make-up..wahahaha...at kaya ko na talaga makalimutan na may feelings ako dati kay eherm...wahahahhaa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. What do you want to own right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- own?hmmm...kotse sana...pero asaness...hahahaha..kaya bisekleta na lang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- she is a nice girl...friendly naman...at mabait.. at matalino din...wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;15. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;- married and poor na lang...sagana naman sa pagmamahal...aanhin mo naman ang lahat ng yaman sa mundo kung salat ka sa pagmamahal [shet...super keso!!!!!!]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. What's your favorite C2 flavor?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;- apple and peach&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- i really don't know..never been into one anyway&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. When was the last time you got starstruck?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- hmmmm....can't remember...ahhh I think when I met Lyndon Gregorio...nyeks!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;19. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;- basta mahilig tumawa swak na yun...hahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. What was the title of the song you last listened to?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;- I would sing this song...yun daw yung title...korean eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;NOW&gt;&gt;&gt; I TAG.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Che&lt;br&gt;2. Jessie&lt;br&gt;3.Jei&lt;br&gt;4. Jaymee&lt;br&gt;5. Carleen&lt;br&gt;6.Kreng&lt;br&gt;7. Macky&lt;br&gt;8. Bert&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5966371383581133060?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5966371383581133060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5966371383581133060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5966371383581133060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5966371383581133060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-by-ternahehehe.html' title='Tagged by Terna...hehehe'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-2186137127168002691</id><published>2008-05-28T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:35:37.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As much as I want to...</title><content type='html'>As much as I want to express what is in my heart and my mind, this is pretty vague. It is so hard to write about something when you just woke up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here I am at our semi-finished house and trying to get the feeling of having the enough strength to start reading the numerous books that I need for the up coming board exam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As much as I want to start review, but what am I doing here? Trying to update my blog which becomes the chest of my thoughts. I promised in my previous blog that I ought to write a more serious blog or even a more 'sentimental' one so as to express what I feel.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As much as I want to assess what is the condition of my heart, but what is there to write? Is there a feeling left in my heart? Is there a flame that still goes on within it? Or did it just die down together with my hopes of findiing someone? As tragic as it may sound, I think I lost hope in finding a 'someone' that I could really call my own. [OK so this is the sentimental thing that I was saying before?] As we grow old, we find things far more important than finding that someone. Aspirations change. When you don't reach your aspirations in time, you reach desperation at its lowest pit therefore withdrawing yourself from the society and brand you as not part of them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As much as I want to experience the bliss and unexplainable happiness of being in love, is there really someone out there? I am tired....very very tired. I don't care anymore. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No quiero amante. Adios amor. No se quiero hacerte el romantico amor. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pardon my Spanish and even my English.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-2186137127168002691?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/2186137127168002691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=2186137127168002691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2186137127168002691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2186137127168002691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-much-as-i-want-to.html' title='As much as I want to...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-3423628876417391970</id><published>2008-05-21T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:52:59.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of tea and 'langaw'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So here I am at my OJT sa PLDT Malabon...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wala kasing tao dahil Malabon Day..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eh hindi ako makaconnect kagabi sa bahay..siguro bagsak yung server ng Frequency..eh ganado pa naman ako magkuwento sana..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway...where to start...Kahapon kasi, malamig dito kaya gusto ipapatay ni ishi yung electric fan...Eh ang sabi ko, buksan lang kasi merong langaw...Eh di yun...Tapos pinatay na rin..Pinabuksan ko ulit yung electric fan kasi napatay yata earlier...Sabi ko kasi, medyo nahihilo ako..Overpowering kasi yung amoy ng pabango ni kuya...Kaya ayun, binuksan yung electric fan...Tapos nag-CR kami...tapos hirit si ishi "Lorie, patayin na natin yung electric fan tutal wala naman nang langaw eh"...Sa bilis ng isip naming dalawa, natawa na lang kami...Wala rin kasi duon si kuya...Kaya, simula noon, siya na ay isang langaw...wahahaha...hanep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Noong hapon naman, diretso ako sa SM North...nagtsaa..at guess what...may kasama akong langaw...wahahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Siguro pag nasa bahay na lang ako mas makakagawa ng medyo matinong blog...yung tipong 'senti'...wahehehe...la ako sa mood eh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-3423628876417391970?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/3423628876417391970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=3423628876417391970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/3423628876417391970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/3423628876417391970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-tea-and.html' title='Of tea and &amp;#39;langaw&amp;#39;'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5671695063854178393</id><published>2008-05-16T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:42:01.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss...</title><content type='html'>Bliss...Sheer bliss...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's what I feel right now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just your mere presence, makes me feel secure..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Though I feel uneasy, still it is sheer bliss that I feel...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe because of your fragrance that has been imprented upon my mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That whenever I smeel it,  I feel a sense of security in my mind...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have brought peace back to my distressed soul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Though it seems you did nothing at all...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But fate is such a cruel mistress, that we are bound not to be together..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For indeed in such a short time we shall part&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But you shall definitely be a part of me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was you who made me come back and leave my life out of the shadows of loneliness...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5671695063854178393?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5671695063854178393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5671695063854178393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5671695063854178393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5671695063854178393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/bliss.html' title='Bliss...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-659548087341980152</id><published>2008-05-10T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T01:45:20.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saan Darating Ang Umaga</title><content type='html'> On a much lighter note, lyrics muna ng kanta..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is dedicated to...wahehehe...ano ito radio station?amf...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh mukhang wala naman yata siya dito at hindi niya ito makikita...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya I dedicate this to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Mr. Jason Claridades...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Saan Darating Ang Umaga lyrics&lt;/h1&gt; 		 	 	 		 			&lt;br&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Artist - Raymond Lauchengco&lt;/h4&gt; 			&lt;br&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Album - Various Songs&lt;/h4&gt; 			&lt;br&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Lyrics - Saan Darating Ang Umaga&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 			&lt;font class="main-text"&gt;Bakit pa pinagtagpo?&lt;br&gt;Pala'y maglalayo&lt;br&gt;Tayo sa ating buhay&lt;br&gt;Ang araw na kay ganda&lt;br&gt;Ba't ng lumisan ka &lt;br&gt;Ay nagdilim ang kulay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang umaga'y nagtampo &lt;br&gt;Ano't kasama mo&lt;br&gt;Luha ang tanging iwan&lt;br&gt;Kung sya may magbabalik&lt;br&gt;Ako'y nananabik &lt;br&gt;Kung kailan at saan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darating ba syang kasama ka?&lt;br&gt;Masasalubong man lang ba kita?&lt;br&gt;Subalit ako'y magaalala&lt;br&gt;Kung ako ay mahal mo pa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kahit pa anong hadlang &lt;br&gt;Mananatili kang mahal sa aking tunay&lt;br&gt;May umaga man pala&lt;br&gt;Kung d ka nya dala&lt;br&gt;Ito'y walang buhay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Subalit ako'y magaalala&lt;br&gt;Kung ako ay mahal mo pa&lt;br&gt;Kahit pa anong hadlang &lt;br&gt;Mananatili kang mahal sa aking tunay&lt;br&gt;May umaga man pala&lt;br&gt;Kung d ka nya dala&lt;br&gt;Ito'y walang buhay &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[amf ang korni ko]&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-659548087341980152?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/659548087341980152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=659548087341980152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/659548087341980152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/659548087341980152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/saan-darating-ang-umaga.html' title='Saan Darating Ang Umaga'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7494822117830163778</id><published>2008-05-10T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:00:32.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Melting Pot of Culture and Ideas (not Singapore)</title><content type='html'>I am really not that sure of what to call this blog entry of mine but an acciddent last night made me write this blog entry. It somewhat inspired me and made me ponder on what really is happening around me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To those who knew me since I was in high school, OK I am referring to my closest friends, you know me as someone who is "open minded" ( I assume ) and also those who know me in college thinks that way too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I say open minded, whenever a topic comes that is somewhat 'censored' I don't get offended. I don't get offended because it is something that is a naturally ocurring phenomenon between all organisms in this world and it is an act so as to foster reproduction in this world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the social context, however, it is an act to express the passion that one feels inside for the members of the other gender. Whether there is 'love' involved or it is just a 'call of the flesh' it doesn't matter for once that it is done, nothing else matters anymore but the satisfaction that one feels while in the middle of doing it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And nowadays, it seems that a lot of people are considering it as just a 'regular Saturday gimmick' as one local DJ would say it. Do they even know what is the real reason behind why that is such a pleasurable act? Do they even consider the repercussions of their acts?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the latter, I think mos of those who engage in it are very much aware of the consequences but for the former I think only a few are  truly aware of what is the rationale in doing (ok here it goes I'm going to say the word) sexual intercourse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let me remind again the generation of today what is the reason behind doing sex. Sex is meant for reproduction. To foster the growth of the human race. To continue the legacy of one's life so as there would still be life in the next generation. It is not a means to release the heat that one feels. And, this is only an opinion, it is not a mere tool to express one's love to the other.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But who am I to lecture to this generation what sex and love is? Not having any intimate relationship with the other sex and obviously not having experienced sex, what right do I have to judge the people who are engaging in such acts?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am also human and I know that as humans, we have 'needs'. But unlike animals we have rationality.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So if this is what love means or having a relationship, I am definitely not yet prepared. I am strongly considering right now that I am being prepared or called for other things but definitely not this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can openly talk about sex in a very intellectual manner and not in a joking manner but it is very much different in engaging in it just because of pheromones or other things that might have caused your sexual arousal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To those whom might have offended, don't take this personally. I am just speaking my mind. Nothing personal, I am just talking about a reality in the society nowadays.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Call me old fashioned or even 'manang' but that is just how I am. Take it or leave it.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7494822117830163778?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7494822117830163778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7494822117830163778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7494822117830163778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7494822117830163778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/melting-pot-of-culture-and-ideas-not.html' title='A Melting Pot of Culture and Ideas (not Singapore)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-2467759802211090649</id><published>2008-05-05T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:56:33.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikaw ba ay Batang Dekada '90?</title><content type='html'>Nakuha ko sa classmate ko sa Spanish class na si Gela...:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="gelamerce" author_possessive="gelamerce's"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Masaya ka kapag naglalaro ka ng Tex at Pog. Kadalasan ang design dito ay yung mga palabas sa TV, mga drama o kaya anime, may dialogue pa. lol.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- Hmmm....di ko siya masyadong trip pero masaya yung mangolekta ng POG...binalik nga yata yun sa mga bata lately pero wala nang genuine cap na ginagamit..waheheh...pero nakapaglaro din naman ako ng tex&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. May comics pa ang bazooka. Kahit di mo maintindihan yung Fortune Cookie sa huli ay collection mo pa rin yun.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- di ko siya kinocollect...di ko nga maintindihan yung comics dun..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Uso pa yung tirador, yung gawa talaga sa sanga ng puno.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- hmm..mabait naman mga bata dito sa amin...walang nagtitirador..wahehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Ang mga babae naglalaro ng paper dolls na tigpipiso bawat isang set sa sari-sari store. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- naman!saya kaya noon...gaganda...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Kung lalake ka, siguradong may pellet gun ka.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo...pauso yan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Humihingi ka ng dalawang piso sa magulang mo para maglaro ng video arcade sa sari-sari store. Favorite mo yung Sonic, Mario at Street Fighter at Tetris.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- wow sosyal may videohan sa sari-sari store?walang ganyan sa malapit sa amin...pero oo uso nga yang Street Fighter...kahit di ko maintindihan paano laruin yan eh natutuwa ako kay Chun Li dahil babae siya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Nagwa-watusi ka kapag New Year kahit pinapagalitan ka ng nanay mo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- noong bata ako ang tatay ko ang nagturo sa akin ng watusi...pero pinagbawalan din niya ako..mabait akong bata kaya sumusunod ako..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Meron kang sapatos na umiilaw yung swelas kapag iniaapak mo. Mas sikat kung iba-iba yung kulay.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- gusto ko noon niyan eh..kaya lang poor lang kami kaya wala..huhuhu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Merong at least isang Chicago Bulls na shirt sa bahay nyo. Madalas number 23 pa yung nakalagay.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- hmm..wala eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Pinapatulog ka ng yaya/nanay mo tuwing tanghali o hapon para raw lumaki. Hindi na kasi pinapatulog ang mga bata ngayon tuwing tanghali di tulad nung panahon natin.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..sapilitan yun..wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Sinasabihan ka ng matatanda na may lalabas na pari o bigas sa sugat mo kapag hindi nilagyan ng alcohol pero in the end, betadine lang ang magpapatahimik sa inyo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..wahahaha...tapos noong bagong labas yung johnson's alcohol talagang sabi ko  na less ang hapdi niya kasi mabango kaysa sa family alcohol..wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Kung babae ka, nagkaroon ka ng butterfly hairclips/rings&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br&gt;- oo naman...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Kung medyo may pera ang pamilya nyo, nagpabili ka ng Polly Pocket. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- walang pera eh...tsaka di ko trip...mas trip ko ang doll house..wahehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Naglalagay ka ng Kisses (yung mabango) sa pencil case mo, o kaya sa isang lalagyan na &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- oo...wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. May free stickers ng Disney movies sa loob ng Maggi noodles.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo meron...wahahaha...the lion king pa nga yun eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Pinapatunog mo yung takip ng Gatorade.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo...wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Ang mga stationeries na uso: Papemelroti, Tsukuba, Sashikibuta. Pwedeng ibenta, pwedeng trade lang.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- yun o...sashikibuta...yung baboy...wahahah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Pampalipas oras mo dati ang paglalaro ng Brick Game, at swerte yung mga may &lt;br&gt;advanced version na may tumatagos na blocks para mapuno na yung gap sa loob. Mas advanced ka kung Tamagotchi ang nilalaro mo. Pinapakain mo, pinapatulog mo, at inililibing mo kung namatay na. At kung talagang kaya nyong bumili, Game Boy ang sayo. Pero kung wala ka talaga, yung laruan na lang na may tubig sa loob tapos dapat ma-shoot mo yung mga bilog sa stick na maliit.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- lahat yan nalaro ko...except yung magkaroon ng game boy...poor lang kami eh..wahehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Bago magsimula ang klase, nakikilaro ka muna sa 10-20, jackstone, langit lupa, ice water, taguan, dr. quack quack, tumbang preso, pepsi seven up at agawan base. Di bale nang madumi na ang uniform mo pagpasok ng classroom.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo naman...sa Stella may natatanging laro na ang pangalan ay Monday-Tuesday (agree?) kaya alam mo talaga ang days of the week..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Sinasabi mo sa kaklase mo na "Liars go to hell" kapag tingin mo nagsisinungaling sya. "Cross my heart, hope to die" kapag nangangako ka. "Period no erase" kapag gusto mo walang kumontra sayo. Kaya lang wala kang lusot kapag sinabi ng kaklase mo na "Akin yung factory ng pambura".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- hindi eh...pero uso yang mga expression na ganyan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Sikat ka pag ang pencil case mo nabubuksan sa dalawang side tapos maraming &lt;br&gt;attachments like magnifying lens, book stand, compartments na maliliit tapos push button pa. Minsan sa ibabaw ng pencil case meron pang maze, may maliit na silver na bola tapos itatagilid mo yung pencil case para gumulong yun, hanggang sa matapos yung maze.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo sikat ka...kaya lang wala akong ganyan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Di ka baduy kung ang notebook mo nung elementary ay may mukha ng artista. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- baduy kaya...adik nga tatay ko noong kinder ako..picture kasi ni Manilyn Reynes yung nasa notebook ko..tapos ginawa niya, pinalit niya yung picture ko habang nakanta sa stage...wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Sa coolman mo inilalagay ang tubig na baon mo sa school.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- coleman yan...oo..wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Nagpabili ka ng Baby-G sa magulang mo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- Baby-G na ja-pake...oo..nakabili ako..wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Elementary ka nung nauso ang pager. Yun pa ang pinapangarap ng mga bata, hindi pa cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- di naman pumatok sa amin yang pager...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Meron ka pa rin ng pinakamalaking cell phone na nakatago na ngayon sa mga kahon.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- di ko na alam kung nasaan na yun..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Wala pang PS/PS2, XBox, Wii, atbp. noon. Family Computer pa lang, yung cartridge yung bala. Usong laro ang Mario Bros., Battle City at Rambo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- meron kami noon Atari...ang laro doon Pacman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Meron ka ng isa sa mga ito: Family Computer, Nintendo, Sega, roller blades, brick game, Tamagochi, Swatch Watch w/ matching guard, Troll collection.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- brick game at tamagochi..wahehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Alam mo ang mga linyang ito sa mga kanta: "Natatawa ako, hi hi hi hi", "Anong paki mo sa long hair ko", "Dahil sa bawal na gamot", "Mga kababayan ko, bilib ako sa kulay ko".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo naman..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Isa dito ay theme song mo: "I Swear" by All 4 One, "What's Up" by 4 Non Blondes (And I say, Hey ey ey ey ey ey. I said hey, What's goin on!), "Zombie" by Cranberries.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- theme song?grabe naman...pero ngayon ko lang nalaman na What's Up pala title nun..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Sumasayaw ka ng Macarena. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- sino ba hindi?unless pinanganak ka post 1996&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Alam mo ang kanta ng Spice Girls at may favorite ka sa kanila. Kung fan ka talaga, may poster ka pa at casette tape ka pa nila. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- wala akong poster pero may casette ako.wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Malamang ay naging fanatic ka ng isa sa mga sumikat na boy bands.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- di naman fanatic...wala...di ko sila trip&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Ang tinutugtog lagi sa radyo ay mga kanta ng mga banda gaya ng Eraserheads, Parokya ni Edgar nung nagpapalda pa lang sila, Alamid, Rivermaya, True Faith, The Youth, Afterimage at kung anu-ano pang pinoy bands.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..medyo..wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Tape pa ang uso, di CD or MP3 players. Pag gusto mo yung kanta kailangan tantyahin mo kung ilang seconds i-rewind yun para mabilis paulit-ulitin.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Kinakanta nyo dati sa school yung "Heal the World", "Tell the World of His Love", "Jubilee Song", etc.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo!hahaha...in fairness para ng memorized ko pa yata yung action ng Jubilee Song..wahahaha...tatlong taon ba naman na weekly niyo kantahin...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Nanonood ka dati ng Power Rangers, Captain Planet o Ninja Turtles. Nagkukunyari pa kayo ng mga kaibigan mo na kayo yun at nagkakasipaan kayo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- uu..dagdag mo pa yung mga sentai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Di ka papagalitan ng magulang kahit magbabad ka sa TV, basta ang pinapanood mo ay Hiraya Manawari, Bayani at Sine Skwela, kung saan nakilala mo sila Teacher Waki, Ugat Puno, Palikpik, at ang buong barkada nila lalo na kapag nakasakay sila sa space ship o sa jeep na lumilipad.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo naman!mga paborito ko lahat yan!.."tayo na...sa sineskwela".."gusto kong liparin ang tayog ng ulap...gusto kong sisirin ang lalim ng dagat".."ikaw ang unang nagbuo ng bayang &lt;br&gt;pilipino...ikaw ang unang lumaban sa pananakop ng dayuhan"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Sinubaybayan mo ang Ghost Fighter at ang Dragon Ball. Naging favorite mo si Eugene at si Goku.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- naman!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Niloloko mo yung theme song ng Voltes V kasi di mo maintindihan yung theme song: "Tato ni Ara Mina malaking cobra...", "Boltes Payb lima sila, pumunta sa kubeta...", "...Kontra Bulate!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- di ko naman niloko...pero nakakatawa...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Napanood mo din yung ibang anime tulad ng Shaider, Sailormoon, Daimos at Maskman. Saulo mo pa nga yung kanta dun: "Oh maskuman kayo ang pag-asa.. Iligtas kami sa marahas na kadiliman... Kami inyong ipaglaban! Sugod, sugod laban maskuman, ipaglaban nyo ang katarungan.. Sige, sige laban maskuman.."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Sinubaybayan mo ang Sarah ang Munting Prinsesa, Julio at Julia, at Cedi. Pinanood mo pa nga yung movie version ng Sarah ang Munting Prinsesa with Camille Prats.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo naman!Standing Room Only nga noong first day ng showing niyang Sarah ang Munting Princessa...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Alam mo din yung "Ang Pulubi at ang Prinsesa" with Camille Prats and Angelica &lt;br&gt;Panganiban.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..with matching songs pa yun..hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Gusto mong sumali sa ANG TV. Pero alam mong hindi na pwede. kaya kuntento ka na lang sa panonood nito tuwing 4:30 ng hapon. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- hahaha...puwede!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Batibot ang usong palabas. Akala mo nga mag-dyowa o mag-asawa sina Kuya Bodjie at Ate Sheena.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- wala akong alam na isyung ganyan..wahahah...basta Batibot...wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Alam mo yung tono ng pinausong kanta ng show na "ATBP.": Isa.. dalawa-tatlo.. &lt;br&gt;apat-lima.. anim-pito-walo.. syam-sampu... labingisa-labingdalawa... labingtatlo... &lt;br&gt;labingapat-labinglima...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo naman...hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Napanood mo ang Batang X.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo...nandidiri pa nga ako doon sa isang bata na parang natapunan ng intestines ng baboy..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. Sabay kayo nanonood ng yaya mo ng Marimar.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- wala akong yaya...pero nood to the max ako noon...nirerecord ko pa yun sa vhs..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Nanonood ka ng kahit alin dito: "Okay Ka Fairy Ko", "Oki Doki Doc", "Abangan ang Susunod na Kabanata", "Palibhasa Lalake", "Ober da Bakod", at "Home Along Da Riles".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo naman!lahat yan!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Galit ka kay Clara kasi sobra naman talaga sya mang-api kay Mara.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- di ako galit....dati nga  yang Mara Clara eh sa hapon tapos ginawang primetime&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Pinanood mo din yung "Villa Quintana", "Esperanza", "Anakarenina" atbp. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- hindi eh...solid ako sa telenovelas noon..whaahah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Mga love teams na nagpakilig sayo: Juday and Wowie. Jolina and Marvin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- wala ha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Alam mo yung commercial ng Tender Juicy hotdog na ganito: "Dear diary, Carlo sat beside me today. He's so cute! Sabi niya I'm pretty kaya lang I'm fat."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo...wahehehe...tapos yung carlo si patrick garcia..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Kinakanta mo yung "Thank God it's Sabado, pati na rin Linggo..." at "Isa pa, isa pa, isa pang Chicken Joy". &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- hindi yun thank god...I love you Sabado...wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Nasa channel 2 pa ang Eat Bulaga at ang Mel and Jay.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo...dun ko sila sinubayabayan....nung lumipat sila...wala na...wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Nakikita mo sa balita na may mga kultong nagtatago na sa kweba, kasi magugunaw na ang mundo sa year 2000, at yung mga computer daw bigla na lang mag-shu-shut down at mawawala na daw ang technology. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- basta ako noon bahala na&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Chinese variety shows ang palabas tuwing umaga ng linggo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- tama...at hindi pa uso na dubbed yun...may nalipad pang mga intsik...wahehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Matapang ka kung napanood mo lahat ng Shake, Rattle and Roll movies.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- hindi ako nanonood nun eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. Narinig mong i-announce sa radyo yung death ni Princess Diana. Biglang nauso yung kanta ni Elton John na "Goodbye, England's Rose."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- tama...nauso yung kanta ni Elton John&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. Nasa VHS yung mga movies na pinapanood ninyo sa bahay.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- oo..wahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Kung babae ka, naging crush mo si Leonardo di Caprio dahil sa Titanic. Kaya nga lang, bawal ka pa tumingin sa kissing scenes nina Jack at Rose. Haha.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;- dyusko pati nga yung "sketching scene" nila eh hindi ako pinagbawalan..wahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-2467759802211090649?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/2467759802211090649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=2467759802211090649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2467759802211090649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/2467759802211090649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/ikaw-ba-ay-batang-dekada.html' title='ikaw ba ay Batang Dekada &amp;#39;90?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5139744349974007344</id><published>2008-05-04T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:48:33.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstition</title><content type='html'>Sa totoo lang, wala akong gana na gumawa ng blog..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kasi, pinagiisipan ko kung kailangan ko nga ba na isulat itong saloobin ko..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crap..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Superstition..bakit nga ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Napapansin ko kasi na parang may connection sa pangalan yung mga natitipuhan ko eh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Halimbawa na lang noong medyo mas bata ako..Nagkakataon na ang mga natitipuhan ko ay mga nagsisimula sa M...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meron nga akong naging crush noon na nagsisimula letter D pero..mamaya bigyan natin ng meaning..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos meron ding J...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ano ang superstition o kapraningnan ang masasabi ko dito?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;M....naiisip ko Mariam o kaya ay Mariae or Marian...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos D...Dominic kasi pangalan nun eh (tapos may natipuhan pa ako na Domingo apelido) which means "from God" or "Godlike"..basta parang ganun..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos eto matindi...yung crush ko ngayon eh J.C. apelido...watda...tapos apelido niya pa eh ang ibig sabihin eh "clarity"...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow...super signs ba ito o sadyang pinapaalala lang sa akin na He is always around...at siya ang destiny ko?si He???waaah...pero napakamakasalanan ko...sadyang ito nga ba ang aking kapalaran?hinahanda Niya ako para sa Kanya at Kanya lamang? o may iba akong kailangang tahakin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5139744349974007344?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5139744349974007344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5139744349974007344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5139744349974007344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5139744349974007344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/05/superstition.html' title='Superstition'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5164071760210143943</id><published>2008-04-12T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:27:41.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Munting Pangarap ni....</title><content type='html'>Ito ang mga munting pangarap ni...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Malamang ng nagsusulat ng blog na ito...wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kasi malapit na rin ako matapos sa kolehiyo...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya eto, ang dami ko kasing gustong gawin sa buhay. Hindi ko na alam anong pipiliin ko...hrmmph..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya ko nasulat itong entry na ito para matulungan niyo ako&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Note: Lahat ito ay gagawin ko matapos ang board exam sa October&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) Gusto ko sana na kumuha ng education units. Alam niyo naman siguro na dati ay pangarap ko talaga maging guro. Sa di ko malamang kadahilanan ay nag engineering ako. Masyado lang siguro akong naging confident sa Math skills ko (nye..) Bakit ko nga ba naisip na gusto kong kumuha ng education? Kasi nga passion ko yun. Gusto ko rin sana na makapgturo sa mga koreano ng english. O kaya kung hindi man ako pumasa sa board (huwag naman sana) kaya meron akong fall back..mukhang marami ding opportunities sa education sector...wahehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2) Gusto ko mag-aral ng Cisco para maging CCNA. Kung gusto ko talaga dito sa linya ng kurso ko, makakatulong ito sa carrer ko kapag naging Cisco Certified Network Associate ako. Medyo mahal nga lang kaya ayun...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3) Gusto ko ipagpatuloy ang Spanish ko. Bakit? Mukhang maraming opportunities sa España eh. Kanina nga lang sinabi ng teacher ko sa Spanish na naghahanap ng ECE dun sa Tecnicas Reunidas. O kaya ay mag-master ako sa España ng Engineering. Kakaiba daw kasi doon sabi ni Erick..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya vote now!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5164071760210143943?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5164071760210143943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5164071760210143943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5164071760210143943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5164071760210143943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/04/mga-munting-pangarap-ni.html' title='Mga Munting Pangarap ni....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-4145985768359137735</id><published>2008-04-03T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:30:29.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day High...or Low?</title><content type='html'>Ngayon ang first day ng OJT namin..Medyo na-excite yata ako at nasa may Monumento na ako before 7 AM...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayun,pumunta kami sa may 2nd St ulit...ang ginawa lang namin dun?Wala lang may pinirmahan lang kami dun na logbook..Parang record lang nila...Sabi nga daw ng tito ni Cheche eh sana dumeretso na kami doon sa Malabon..Kaya ayun, by 9 AM eh nasa PLDT Malabon..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Doon kami naka-assign sa CO mismo (CO stands for Central Office)...duon kami sa may MDF (Main Distribution Frame)...In short, lahat ng diniscuss ni Sir Cardenas noong Comm5 eh nakita namin sa personal...At bibilangin namin sila...Wee!!!???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ano nga lang ba ang ayaw ko doon? Walang mapaglakwatsahan...hahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ay oo nga pala, kami lang ang babae duon sa MDF...sabi nga nuong isang kuya doon CO's Angels daw kami...nya a a a a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tuloy-tuloy na ito...woooo!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-4145985768359137735?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/4145985768359137735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=4145985768359137735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4145985768359137735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4145985768359137735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-highor-low.html' title='First Day High...or Low?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5830419950915630592</id><published>2008-04-01T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:37:09.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawin ko ding bulletin itong blog ng multiply!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="erikatan's" author="erikatan"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eyok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="erikatan's" author="erikatan"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our romance is over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;I think I realized it &lt;strong&gt;when we skinny dipped&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt; and I saw you &lt;strong&gt;sit at my father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm sure you're &lt;strong&gt;Cowardly&lt;/strong&gt; enough to understand &lt;strong&gt;That Santa doesn't exist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm returning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your ring&lt;/span&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as a memory.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should also know that I &lt;strong&gt;always will remember a new life as a clone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go and drown yourself&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lorie&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do it like this:&lt;br&gt;Dear (the person who last texted/smsed you).&lt;br&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory.&lt;br&gt;You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;___12___,&lt;br&gt;-Your name-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br&gt;Other - I'm inlove with your sister&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br&gt;January - That night&lt;br&gt;February - Last year&lt;br&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br&gt;May - First of May&lt;br&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br&gt;Annat; With George Bush and his wife&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br&gt;Barefoot - Sit at&lt;br&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br&gt;White - My father&lt;br&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br&gt;Scrubs; Man&lt;br&gt;O.C.; Emotional&lt;br&gt;One Tree Hill; Open&lt;br&gt;Heroes; Frostbitten&lt;br&gt;Lost; High&lt;br&gt;House; Scarred&lt;br&gt;Simpsons; Cowardly&lt;br&gt;The news; Mongolic&lt;br&gt;Idol; Masochistic&lt;br&gt;Family Guy; Senile&lt;br&gt;Top Model; Middle-class&lt;br&gt;Annat; Ashamed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br&gt;I/J - The results of blood-sample&lt;br&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[may pagka-adik pala ito eh..hehehe]&lt;br&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br&gt;France - In pain&lt;br&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5830419950915630592?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5830419950915630592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5830419950915630592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5830419950915630592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5830419950915630592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/04/gawin-ko-ding-bulletin-itong-blog-ng.html' title='gawin ko ding bulletin itong blog ng multiply!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6148515106532095275</id><published>2008-04-01T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:52:26.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLDT OJT application (with bloopers)</title><content type='html'>Ngayong araw na ito ay nag-apply kami nina cheche at ishi (waw...tatlong Maria?hahahaha) para sa aming OJT...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang usapan ay magkikita kami sa Jollibee Araneta Square ng mga 9 AM para daw maaga...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh ako si Ms.Pasaway...anong oras na ba ako natulog kagabi?hmmm...kaninang umaga pala ng 5 AM.Sabi ko naman sa nanay ko gisingin niya ako para kumain. Eh wala...nagising ako 8 na ng umaga...ohmaygahd....ngaragan na itey!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya dumating ako dun sa monumento ng 10 AM...wahahaha...ayus di ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naglakad na kami papuntang PLDT office...yung sa tabi ng simbahan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayan,nasa harap na kami ng PLDT...whooo...kabado na excited na ewan...siyempre punta kami sa may guard  sabi namin para sa OJT..sabi niya "Naku mukhang puno na..teka tatawagan ko"...[dyan dyan dyan dyan]...ayun,pinapasok kami sa loob...tapos tinanong kami from what school siyempre Mapua...tapos ano daw course..siyempre ECE..nakow...sabi nung kumausap sa amin, may problema daw...kasi may 8 na daw galing Bulacan State University na nag-apply kahapon tapos approved na daw...eh maliit lang daw yung sa technical room nila...di kami makakagalaw...crowded...kaya daw punta na lang kami ng Boni...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siyempre kami medyo disappointed lalo na si Che...kasi sabi ng tito niya eh tanggap agad yun...ang mas disappointing dun eh todo chika pa siya sa amin tapos wala lang din pala...kaya ayun punta muna kami KFC para maupo saglit tapos tawag si Che sa tito niya...it turns out na....mali kami ng pinuntahan [cue the entertainer song here]...yun pala eh yung nasa likod ng simbahan yung kailangan namin puntahan..tapos nirefer pa kami dun kay ms mayette cardenas...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya ayun,punta kami dun sa likod ng simbahan...Dyaran! Ayan na si PLDT...yung guard mas mabait ng konti kaysa dun sa nauna...palabiro...wahehehe...Ayun naasikaso naman kami..Dahil nga kilala dun ang tito ni Cheche, para lang kaming tumambay dun...Akala pa nga wala kami requirements...Eh kumpleto na..Kaya print na lang ng acceptance letter na dadalhin namin sa Boni bukas tapos, ayun na...Chika rin ng konti dun sa nagasikaso sa amin kasi daw yung anak niya sa Mapua din nag-aaral...Yun na!Punta na lang kami ng Boni bukas para sa ID tapos punta kami ulit dun sa Caloocan office tapos puwede na mag-start...yey!..dun nga lang kami sa CO sa Malabon...good luck na lang sa amin dahil Comm 5 yun...wahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;more on this tomorrow...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS:pagdating dito sa bahay eh super gulo dahil ginagawa siya..para akong nasa warehouse na ewan...yung mga damit parang pang ukay-ukay lang...ay teka,di ba karamihan naman nun galing sa ukay?hhahahaha&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6148515106532095275?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6148515106532095275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6148515106532095275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6148515106532095275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6148515106532095275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/04/pldt-ojt-application-with-bloopers.html' title='PLDT OJT application (with bloopers)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-8360042793259426005</id><published>2008-03-18T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T03:31:48.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it!Oh I've finally found....</title><content type='html'>...my love for Spanish....hahahaha...kala niyo kung ano, ¿no?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Masasabi ko na talagang natagpuan ko sa Spanish ang hilig ko nowadays. Ang saya grabe! Ewan ko ba dahil ito yung first time ko na talagang mag-aral formally ng 3rd language ko. Yung mga dati eh tipong informal lang. Simpleng pasearch-search sa net, panood -nood ng mga pelikula na may ganoong lenguahe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bakit nga ba español of all the languages? Una kasi, mura. Hahahahaha....sa totoo lang mura yung fee considering na foreign language na siya ha. 3k...di na masama. Tapos malapit pa sa school kasi sa Kalaw lang naman. Kung trip ko eh puwede kong lakarin. Tapos looking back sa kabataan ko, ito naman talaga ang una kong kinahumalingan na ibang language bago pa ang korean. O di ba? Noon pa lang may alam na ako sa español. Kaya ayun...I'm lovin' it very much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What do I love about español? Siguro malaki din yung impluwensiya ng ambiance ng Instituto Cervantes. Pagpasok mo pa lang...hmmm..kakaiba na yung amoy. Ayun kaya yung amoy ng España? In fairness, mabango na ewan. Amoy jabon na may spice na ewan. Maganda rin ang classroom set-up namin. Mga mujeres kami halos lahat. Isa lang ang varon sa amin. Si kuya jorge. Kahit medyo hirap siya sa lesson eh go,go,go pa rin si kuya. Go kuya! Tapos yung teacher namin eh si Erick. Ayus eh ganoon na lang ang tawag. O sige para may pag-galang si Sir Erick. Masaya kasi sa klase niya dahil laging may games, tsaka light lang. Meron pang additional info. At lalong naging masaya ang klase dahil sa classmate naming koreana. Si Yoon Sang Jun o si Melissa. Grabe magugulat ka na lang kasi biglang magrereact na malakas. Parang nakadrugs lang lagi eh. Laugh trip talaga ang klase pag kasa siya. Lalo na noong nagbingo kami. Halibawa sasabihin ni Erick " En letra ge, sitenta y cinco" tapos bigla namang sasabat si Melissa na "sebentipaibu?". As in, noong nag-bingo kami yan lagi ginagawa niya. Standout din kasi siya dahil todo porma siya pag napasok sa klase. Kaya nga noong last meeting namiss siya nung mga classmate namin dahil absent siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the end of the day, ano ang nakukuha ko sa pagtake ko ng español? Given na yung may natutunan ko na bagong language pero beyond that, nagkakaroon ako ng sense of fulfillment. Yung tipong pag nagbasa ako ng kahit ano na may español eh maiintindihan ko. Di ba ang saya nun? At tsaka, kahit papaano eh nagkaroon ako ng break from the monotonous life of being an engineering student. For a change lang kumbaga, hindi ba?&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-8360042793259426005?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/8360042793259426005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=8360042793259426005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8360042793259426005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/8360042793259426005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-itoh-i-finally-found.html' title='This is it!Oh I&amp;#39;ve finally found....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7435199858591324476</id><published>2008-02-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T03:48:21.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latak ng Utak ng Isang Puyat na bata...</title><content type='html'>As usual, ano ba nga naman ang bago hindi ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Puyat ako, which rhymes with payat....las tres y medya na ano ang bago dun?Eh lagi naman akong ganun...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wish ko lang medyo maging productive itong gagawin kong blog...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ano ba ako, kuwento mode o reflection mode?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sige reflection mode....select topic...hmmm...politics...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for my stand on the current issues of the country, I still stand firm on my previous statements here in my virtual space. They are the same: goverment and opposition alike. They are accusing that the president is the evil one, having conjugal greed with the first gentleman. But what do they think of themselves? Savior of this torn apart nation just because of a mere scandal? Aren't they greedy themselves? If only they know that behind their 'noble' and 'sincere' concern for the welfare of the country that I can see their ulterior motives. I am not saying that all of those in the opposition or even on the government side have hidden agendas under their sleeves but what I am saying is that MOST of them are such. Behind these so called 'concern' for their beloved country and their fellowmen is their 'concern' for themselves. They are concerned of what their image would be like in front of the population. That is why there was this opportunity for them to grand stand. In the senate hearings you can watch and hear some of the senators asking the questions, as if they really want it for the aid of legislation but in reality, they are doing it for the aid of election. 2010 is coming up so whenever there are political turmoils, it is their golden chance to grand stand and sell themselves like whores in night clubs to their dim witted customers who wants nothing but flesh.&lt;br&gt;But little do they know that these customers..err..voters are not dim witted. Due to the experiences in the past, they are smarter now. They can see clearly now who are the ones who have real concern for the country and the ones who are concerned with their political career.&lt;br&gt;Bottomline is, they are all greedy. They might be accusing that the president is greedy for money but aren't they greedy themselves? There are other forms of greed such as greed for power and greed for affirmation and adjulation from the public. &lt;br&gt;But what can we do? We can't teach an old dog a new trick. So we better go on with our lives as normal citizens, ask God for guidance and blessing, and not rely our development or the betterment of our lives to the government itself. After all, it is not us who need the government. It is the government who needs the people. The latter is the foundation of the former.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, I don't give a damn care about whatever may happen to them. If ever that there will be a war, I shall be the Roman emperor or in a subtler comparison, a Roman spectator in a coliseum watching the gladiators battle with the lions. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With what is happening right now, it seems that politics is not that different after all from show business. As if I am watching a movie or a television program. I just hope that there are no more re-runs of this show because it really sucks..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[Bato-bato sa langit ang tamaan wag magalit.]&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7435199858591324476?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7435199858591324476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7435199858591324476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7435199858591324476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7435199858591324476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/02/latak-ng-utak-ng-isang-puyat-na-bata.html' title='Latak ng Utak ng Isang Puyat na bata...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7434793553938913185</id><published>2008-02-22T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:22:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure=Force/Area</title><content type='html'>hmmm...in a way related ang title ng blog kong ito sa lessons namin sa thermodynamics...nyahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nowadays, ang daming pressure sa akin. Pressure sa studies, sa life, sa friends...dami!whew!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pressure sa studies: malamang dahil medyo patapos na ang term eh medyo sangkaterba lang naman ang mga requirements at design...at dahil si queen petiks ako, edi cramming to the max ito...hahahaha....kaya nga everything is surreal hanggang sa dumating na ang deadline&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pressure sa life: Nakow, eh sangkatutak din ang nagtatanong sa akin kung kelan ako gragraduate...mga tiyahin, kapitbahay, friends...waaah!...wish ko lang talaga eh makasabay ako sa on time na gragraduate...pero, carry lang naman...tingnan mo naman at napagsasabay ko pa yung pag-aaral ko ng spanish at normal curricular activites ko...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pressure sa friends: hmmm...not really..natawa lang ako sa sinabi kanina ni eyok sa comm5 class...ako na nga lang pala ang single sa mga babae sa tropa...lahat sila taken na...&lt;br&gt;ayos lang naman sa akin...balance of nature ika nga....tsaka, kaya ko naman eh...bakante muna puso ko....siguro takot ako na masaktan ulit sa pag-ibig, pero hindi ko na rin naman hinahanap-hanap ang tamis ng pag-ibig sa isang relasyon...&lt;br&gt;teka, naranasan ko na nga ba?di ba you don't long for something that you haven't experienced in the first place...so kaya siguro hindi ko siya masyadong hinahanap-hanap ay dahil hindi ko naman naranasan na makipagrelasyon in the first place...I fell in love before yes, but it was an unrequited and unprofessed love so it makes the big difference between the love that you have made known to that special someone...o kaya, masyado na akong pre-occupied ngayon sa mga bagay-bagay sa buhay kaya di ko naman siya masyadong naiisip...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;basta alam ko na ngayon kung ano ang love ko....spanish...hehehehe&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7434793553938913185?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7434793553938913185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7434793553938913185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7434793553938913185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7434793553938913185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/02/pressureforcearea.html' title='Pressure=Force/Area'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-1075119287807479230</id><published>2008-02-14T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:01:51.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long hiatus...</title><content type='html'>As if naman it is my duty and responsibility to let a very small audience here in Multiply to let you know what is happening in my life di ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So after a long hiatus, ito ako at muling nagbloblog...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ano nga ba ang bago sa akin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa love life, malamang wala...hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So ito, maclaclassify natin ang mga pangyayari sa buhay ko into two: bagong kaalaman at bagong kagamitan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Una: Bagong kaalaman&lt;br&gt;Dahil dumating ang tita ko galing US at namudmod sa amin ng $100, inisip ko kung paano ko yun gagastusin. Ang pangit naman kung sa panandalian ko lang gagastusin yun. Magiging masaya ako for a few days tapos nun wala na. Kaya sinunod ko yung payo ni Mr. Colayco. Palaguin ang pera. Kaya namuhunan ako sa negosyo ng load. Siyempre hindi naman yung buong 4000 pesos ang pinuhunan ko: 500 pesos lang. At yung natira, ay pinang-enroll ko sa Instituto Cervantes. Ang adventure ko sa Instituto Cervantes ay story for another day. Ang importante ay naginvest din ako ng karunungan. O di ba?What a nice way to invest ¿no?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pangalawa: bagong kagamitan&lt;br&gt;At iyan, may bago akong laptop!Yey! Ito ay regalo lang sa akin ng nasabing tita. Binili lang namin diyan kasama ng pinsan ko. Malaking tulong din ito sa pag-aaral ha?! Yun lang at mabigat. Kaya kailangan patibayin ang buto at mag Enervon para more energy mas happy...more energy mas happy...more energy mas happy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So expect na sa mga susunod kong posts ay related sa instituto at kung ano pang bagay-bagay. Hehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ay oo nga pala. Nag-apply ako for Civil Service Exam. Binalak ko sana na bumili ng reviewer kaya lang alang wents...parang pang high school yung tanong kaya, bahala na..hehehe..&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-1075119287807479230?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/1075119287807479230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=1075119287807479230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1075119287807479230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1075119287807479230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/02/after-long-hiatus.html' title='After a long hiatus...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7302432992486195439</id><published>2008-01-13T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:32:23.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things that I learned from the Don</title><content type='html'>Hindi naman masyadong halata na na-adik ako sa The Godfather ano? Heck I even want another Mario Puzo novel..bemn...I should really focus on my studies man...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhoo, here are some of the things that I learned from the Don...these are some phrases that I got from the Godfather:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ He controls or controls the people who control, all the labor union in the industry, all the people or nearly all the people who vote. (pertains to Godfather)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ Lawyers can steal more money with a briefcase than a thousand men with guns and masks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ Every man has one destiny&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~  Revenge is a dish best served cold&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ A friend should always underestimate your virtues and an enemy overestimate your faults.(oh yeah...so psyche...)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7302432992486195439?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7302432992486195439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7302432992486195439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7302432992486195439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7302432992486195439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-that-i-learned-from-don.html' title='The things that I learned from the Don'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-1392716711510598397</id><published>2008-01-05T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:33:49.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently Reading...</title><content type='html'>Right now,ang binabasa ko ay ang timeless novel ni Mario Puzo na The Godfather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, ngayon ko lang naintindihan kung bakit napakaganda ng libro na ito...shet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang even though it really talks about the Mafia or the gangster life of the Italian Americans living in the post-war era, it does reflect the society that we are living in right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, daming similarities..I can't list them all right now...I'm almost done reading it so one of these days ay maisusulat ko rin ang long overdue na review ko diyan..hehehe&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-1392716711510598397?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/1392716711510598397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=1392716711510598397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1392716711510598397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1392716711510598397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/01/currently-reading.html' title='Currently Reading...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-1534542019473629036</id><published>2008-01-02T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:26:47.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My oh-so-boring Christmas vacation</title><content type='html'>Haay, this vacation was boring (as usual)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyday, all I do is a routine that kept on going for this whole two weeks. Heck, I think the most exciting that happened to me probably was the fact that I got out of the house and met some of my friends. Aside from that, nothing! As in nothing at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These are that things that I did last vacation:&lt;br&gt;*went out shopping&lt;br&gt;*finished the sheet for my music composition&lt;br&gt;*figured out the notes for One Love and recorded it&lt;br&gt;*went out with Jaymee and ate a chibi meal(hehe)&lt;br&gt;*went to Tel's house for some hangin' out with my friends&lt;br&gt;*and as always, I slept during the day and stay awake during the night.heck, that's the reason I call myself a vampiress...rarrr..hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-1534542019473629036?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/1534542019473629036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=1534542019473629036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1534542019473629036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1534542019473629036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-oh-so-boring-christmas-vacation.html' title='My oh-so-boring Christmas vacation'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-539690159440312488</id><published>2007-12-22T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:37:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isang naudlot na review</title><content type='html'>Dahil sa wala akong magawa at sadyang katamaran ko, naudlot ang pagsulat ko ng isang review. Plano ko sana gumawa ng review ng Coffee Prince. Nag-scout muna ako dito sa multiply, trying to find out what other people can say about the drama. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh sa mga nakita ko eh puro copy paste na synopsis galing sa various sites and forums. Ah, meron pala silang masasabi. They love it. Wala lang. Parang napaisip ako, what is the point of the review if you are just going to tell the people what can they expect from the drama? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Di ba dapat gawan mo siya ng konting analysis o kaya ay punahin mo man lang yung mga characters, setting etc. O kaya kahit lagyan mo na lang ng dahilan kung bakit mo nagustuhan yun di ba? Oh well..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plano ko rin sana gawan yung Spring Waltz ng review kaya lang, hindi puwede kasi di ko pa siya napapanood. Binabase ko kasi sa ratings sa Korea kung papanoorin ko yung drama. O kaya kung "kilala" ko kung sino yung nasa drama. Eh mababa ratings ng Spring Waltz kaya di ko muna siya binili sa suki ko sa  Quiapo. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi rin ako magawa ng review kanina kasi may nag-aaway sa harap ng bahay namin. At for a change, hindi ang tatay ko ang nagwawala. Woohoo! Hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haaay, nakakabore naman itong nasa bahay ka lang..tsk tsk&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-539690159440312488?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/539690159440312488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=539690159440312488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/539690159440312488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/539690159440312488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/12/isang-naudlot-na-review.html' title='Isang naudlot na review'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6920755302229854102</id><published>2007-12-16T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:55:36.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Solstice</title><content type='html'>Sa mga panahong ito nagaganap ang natural phenomenon na "Winter Soltice". Ano nga ba ito? Ito yung panahon na mas mahaba ang gabi sa araw. Kaya mas maagang nagaagaw ang liwanag sa dilim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, napansin ko kasi na mas marami ang nagpopost ngayon sa Multiply. Dahil ba bakasyon na? O kaya epekto ng Pasko? Di kaya ang malamig na hangin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya eto, eto na naman ako. Gagawa ng end of term report.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayun, naging ayos naman ang term. Most of it spent sa office ng CoE lab. Hahaha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pagdating sa love life, hmmm, I can really say that I am OK. Very OK. Wala na masyado yung sakit. Parang di ko na hinahanap-hanap ang matatamis na sandali na mararamdaman mo kapag nakikita mo ang mahal mo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will make my confession here. Oo, all this time mahal ko pa rin siya. Kahit na nagkaroon ako ng pagtingin sa isa pang tao, all these years it was always him. Meron na talaga siyang puwang sa puso ko. Pero, ngayon ko na mas naiintindihan at naeexpress ang selfless love. Kahit na mahal at sadyang mahalaga siya sa buhay ko, naiintindihan ko na hindi niya ako kailanman maaring mahalin. Hindi naman sa bawal. Sadya lang na ganoon. Pero kahit ganoon pa man ang mga pangyayari sa buhay namin, mananatili siyang mahalaga sa puso ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alam kong may mahal siyang iba ngayon. Sa mahal niya, huwag kang mag-alala. Matibay ang kalooban niya. Hindi siya nagpapadala sa tukso. Sadyang ikaw ang laman ng puso niya ngayon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yung sa isa namang nagkaroon ako ng pagtingin, ayos na ako. Hindi na ako nasasaktan sa tuwing nakikita ko kayo. Naisip ko at nasabi ko na rin sa iyong irog noon pa man na hindi ako handa na makipagrelasyon. Hindi naman maiaalis sa akin dati na magdamdam. Kahit papaano ay naglaan ako ng emosyon at pagibig, at nang ako ay mabigo masakit. Ako ay isang tao din na nasasaktan at marupok ang damdamin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Medyo contradicting nga ang panahong ito. Siguro nga, mas makikita mo ang liwanag sa dilim.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6920755302229854102?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6920755302229854102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6920755302229854102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6920755302229854102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6920755302229854102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-solstice.html' title='Winter Solstice'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5930909543255619806</id><published>2007-11-23T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T18:53:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Dedications</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Hulaan mo naman kung nasaan ako ngayon...nyahahaha..andito ako ngayon sa CoE Lab office at nakikigamit ng PC para makapagpost dito sa Multiply blog ko...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Referring to the title,bakit nga ba iyan ang naisip kong title?Kasi kanina pa kami nagkakantahan dito. Eh ayun,pinagtritripan kasi ni Mam itong si Drin at ayun,kinakantahan ng mga panama na kanta. Kung alam lang ni ma'am eh ako rin natatamaan (ashushu!hahaha)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If ever that I would dedicate songs to the "ones" that were special to me,ito siguro yung mga yun:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For Oppa: Friend of Mine....dumating na ako sa point ng kanta na "I know friends are all we ever could be"...tanggap ko na we can never be...although he still remains a very special part of my life,I know na talagang hanggang dito na lang ang lahat...haaayz...hahaha...he is such my ever sweet friend...hehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For Sunday?Ang dami eh.Actually dalawa lang (dami ano?) Yung isa is a korean song entitled "Na Ppeun Sa Ram" which literally means "Bad Person"...hehehe...wala lang..hindi naman talaga ako naghohold ng grudge against that person kasi wala namang dahilan di ba?Kaya lang it still hurts eh. Tsaka yung isa ay "Someday". Haaay napaka-cliche ng kanta pero as "Oppa" may say, the song really speaks to me....Haay,I really wonder kung bakit masakit pa rin....grrrr....nyek!hahaha...nan cheong mal micheosso...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5930909543255619806?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5930909543255619806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5930909543255619806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5930909543255619806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5930909543255619806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/11/song-dedications.html' title='Song Dedications'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7587799948350433369</id><published>2007-11-13T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:41:12.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawindangan day ever....</title><content type='html'>Kawindang windang talaga ang araw na ito...whew!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Super mixed ang mga naramdaman ko grabe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nung mga medyo maaga-aga,light pa yung mood kasi parang wala lang,ordinaryong araw..kaya carry lang..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakuha ko na nga pala yung bracelet na gawa ni ma'am Cyrel (thanks!)...cute!I love the color...it's red!hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May assignment nga pala kay sir Jaye. At siyempre, may seatwork yan na katambal. The weirest thing that happened is that I was reluctant to cheat. Even if I had the whole time before the class to write whatever it was on my assignment, I didn't do it. It seems that my conscience is getting stronger now (hahaha....why?was it ever weak before?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayun wala na naman si Ma'am Ruiz kaya halos 3 weeks na akong every TTh na nakaformal...hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At ito na ang simula ng pinaka nakakawindang na pangyayari sa buhay ko ngayong araw:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Edi umuwi na ako galing school.Inabot na ako ng 8 kasi trip ko na may kasabay pauwi kahit man lang sa madilim na daan ng Intramuros. Sumakay ako ng isang fx. Sa may bandang Roosevelt sa Quezon Ave, naflatan kami. E nakabayad na ako kaya hinintay ko na lang na matapos ni manong ang pagpapalit ng gulong. In fairness naman less than 10 minutes lang tapos na magpalit si manong. Habang nagpapalit siya ay napansin ko na medyo maraming ambulansya at kapulisan na patungong norte. Yung mga ambulansya pa man din galing ng Red Cross. Deadma lang ako pero medyo na-alarma ako. Feeling ko may aksidente o pagsabog. Pati nung nasa may UP na ako may mga bumbero naman. Tapos napansin ko doon sa may Malvar Hospital na ang daming ambulansya. Edi nagtext ako sa tatay ko na tumawag siya. Kinabahan ako na malay ko ba na may vehicular accident or whatever. Nung tumawag ako nasa may Sandigan na ako. Sabi ng tatay ko na may sumabog daw sa Batasan. Akala ko naman sa may congress lang. Iyon pala sa loob mismo. Grabe,nawindang ako. Imagine, sa loob mismo ng congress sumabog?Whoa....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayan sabi sa news ngayon may bahid politika daw. May namatay na nga ngayon eh. Dalawa na ang isa doon ay Congessman. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kung papairalin ko ang mala conspiracy theory na utak ko, sasabihin ko na kagagawan ito ng gobyerno. Pati yung sa Glorietta kakagawan nila. Hindi ko maielaborate kung paano pero basta. Wala lang,naalala ko lang kasi yung post ko dito na TUSO ang gobyernong ito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pero siyempre,hindi naman talaga ako conspiracy theorist. Ginawa ko lang yung statement na yan in a conpiracy theorist's point of view. Sa akin,ipagdadasal ko na lang ang mga nasugatan at ang kapayapaan sa bansa. Our country is in dire need of prayers. We should all pray and ask God for guidance.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7587799948350433369?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7587799948350433369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7587799948350433369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7587799948350433369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7587799948350433369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/11/kawindangan-day-ever.html' title='Kawindangan day ever....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7460436293088587942</id><published>2007-11-11T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:12:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paraiso....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, I don't find any point to make this post in my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It just really sucks nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss the days when I was so inspired...even if I know that it was just a one sided love affair, I feel very much alive and in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe that is why the title of my entry is "Paraiso"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can tell that if I could just see a spark of hope, like that of the one that sings in this song that if ever he sees a single bird how happy he would be,it would bring much consolation to my tired and tattered soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it my soul that is tired and tattered or is it my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lately, it seems that I don't feel the "kilig" in love anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it because my heart had too much to handle that the only feeling that it knows is melancholy or my body is just following Maslow's theory (I have an infecion in my finger)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arghhh...this just doesn't make any sense at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Iyan...iyan ang ginawa ko kani-kanina lang bago ako magpost...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siguro mas ginanahan ako ngayon na magkuwento ngayon ako ay online na (o dahil may narinig akong love song?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayan nga, naisaad ko sa entry ko na wala akong maramdaman...napagod na ba ako?Hindi ako alam..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alam mo yung feeling na kinikilig ka dahil sa napapanood mo?Hindi ko siya maramdaman...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alam mo yung dapat na magselos ka o kaya kumirot man ng konti yung puso mo dahil yung mahal o minahal mo ay may bago nang mahal?Hindi ko siya maramdaman...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko alam kung sign ito ng maturity o kaya napagod na ang damdamin ko...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya yung title ng blog ko ay Where is the love?..nasaan na yung love na inaakala ko noon...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siguro nga mas natututunan ko na ang love on a higher level...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is not the love that I can't feel..it is the romance...romance which is quite an earthly feeling..romance which is granted by the Lord so as to foster pro-creation among humans..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Waaah!Is this me?Wala nang urge ang katawan ko para sa romansa na hindi ko naman naramdaman sa buong buhay ko?O sadyang...totoo ang hinala ko na...secret!Baka mapurnada eh..hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can still love,but it is romance that I cannot have...ayun natumbok ko rin...whew...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7460436293088587942?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7460436293088587942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7460436293088587942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7460436293088587942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7460436293088587942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-is-love.html' title='Where is the love?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-6433439305095381665</id><published>2007-10-16T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:10:32.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nai Cha and a Late Night show?</title><content type='html'>gawin ko lang outlet itong aking blog...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayan,kanina medyo nakapagbonding kami ng tropa...(kahit kami lang nina jessie,cheche,krisel at jei...nyahehe..sumunod naman sina bert,randy at aldrin)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's been a while mula nung magkasama kami ng ganun...ayun usap-usap...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;first time ko magtry nung Nai Cha ng Chowking...yun din yung inorder ni Krisel..I was actually going for the merienda set but it's already past 6 so i should just settle for anything light in their menu and I chose the Nai Cha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayun,as the name implies,tea siya...si Krisel di masyadong nagustuhan yung lasa kasi nga lasap na lasap mo ang tsaa...i'm guessing they used black tea for the tea...hehehe...pinatikim niya sa iba at di rin sila nasarapan..kaya in the end binigay niya lang sa akin yung Nai Cha...hehe...di niya daw matake...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero ayus lang...halos nagaadik naman ako sa tsaa eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakita ko sa commercial sa arirang na sabi nung isang nag master ng tea sa Korea na ang tsaa ay isang way para makapagsocialize ka at try building good relationships with others..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and i think from what I experienced,I believe that...kasi in drinking tea,you have to sip it slowly  so as to develop your likeness or taste for the tea...and while sipping it slowly, you can have a good chat with your companion...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at sa lahat ng nakakasama ko na uminom ng tsaa,nagiging maganda ang flow ng usapan...at na ha-hype ako...very inspired to share what's on my mind and very enthusiastic for the conversation!i think that is one of the good effects of tea for me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at yun nga,matapos ko mainom ang tsaa ay naging madaldal ako...super hyped ako as in...hanggang sa loob ng bus hyped pa rin ako...adik talaga ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nang makauwi na aya yun...nanood saglit ng tv and I was surprised to see a late night show with the same format as that of the late night shows in the US(think Jay Leno,David Letterman,Conan O'Brien)..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm a fan of these late night shows because they are witty,satirical, and what the heck I am a nocturnal person(one good evidence is that I am writing this at 1:50 AM when in fact I still have a 9 AM class..ha!). Seeing a local late night show with the same format as that of the US based shows makes me skeptical about that show. It was on Qtv anyway and was hosted by Jojo A. Skeptical ako kasi I loved the US based late night shows (well mainly for the humor and sketches anyway...I skip the part of the interview so ibig sabihin I just watch1/3 of these shows...hehe..and seeing a local version makes me skeptical about it kasi nga naging mataas ang standard ko about these types of shows because they were set by some of the best hosts I've seen. And to tell you honestly,I think Jojo A is copying the style of Conan. Even the hair and the band man...grabe...I've seen good reviews about him naman because they think that he is funny but then...nah...fave ko pa rin sina Conan...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-6433439305095381665?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/6433439305095381665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=6433439305095381665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6433439305095381665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/6433439305095381665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/10/nai-cha-and-late-night-show.html' title='Nai Cha and a Late Night show?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-4490605491809249631</id><published>2007-10-13T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:28:00.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lost Star...</title><content type='html'>I have come to realize that I lost you since I lost that star...&lt;br&gt;Everytime I look up in the sky, I can't find the star that I have marked...&lt;br&gt;I marked that star to be the sign of my love for you..&lt;br&gt;I sometimes wish that you and I would be looking at the that star at the same time&lt;br&gt;So that even if we are afar, we are doing the same thing at the same time...&lt;br&gt;But I knew that there was no chance&lt;br&gt;For you were a prisoner of your own selfishness&lt;br&gt;You only want to do whatever your heart's desire&lt;br&gt;And lo!you have found your desire&lt;br&gt;For in her arms you found the love that you longed for&lt;br&gt;And here I am still wishing that I could find that star&lt;br&gt;That star which guided my life towards your love&lt;br&gt;Now I am lost in this space,still glancing towards the sky for a glimpse of that star&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-4490605491809249631?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/4490605491809249631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=4490605491809249631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4490605491809249631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/4490605491809249631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-lost-star.html' title='My Lost Star...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7347302423996774944</id><published>2007-10-08T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:54:18.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si Zaido at ang microwave</title><content type='html'>kanina sa table kinukwento ito ni reggie na nakita niya sa friendster na pinost nina Hisham ang bulletin na ito..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;being an ECE student,natawa na lang ako....nyahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sana sinabi na lang niya na transceiver...nyahehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;quoting Hisham sa friendster&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi naman ako nanonood ng Zaido, kaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil buntis ang Ate ko, hindi kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwedeng manood ng Kokey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaya lang may eksena last week na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bumagabag sa akin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Setting : Naguusap si Diana Zubiri at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dennis Trillo tungkol sa isang homing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;device na gagamitin ni Dennis para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mahanap ang ikalawang Zaido sa isang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talahiban.&amp; amp; lt;br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dennis: Kailangan kong gumawa ng isang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RECEIVER na MAKAKAPAGTRANSMIT ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;microwave signal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diana : Microwave?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang masama pa dito ilang beses pang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inulit-ulit ang linyang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kailangan kong gumawa ng isang RECEIVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na MAKAKAPAGTRANSMIT ng microwave signal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakakabahala ito dahil ang mga pulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pangkalawakan ay kayang gumawa ng isang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RECEIVER na NAKAKAPAGTRANSMIT.Alam kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ito nila Sir Ballado, Maam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Martin, Sir Glenn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dapat bang baguhin ni Tomasi at Frenzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang definition ng TRANSMITTER at RECEIVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung sakasakali mang makagawa si Dennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng ganoong RECEIVER na katulong niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang si Diana. Kailangan nilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i-consider ang property ng microwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;signal na LOS o Line of Sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Propagation . Ilang repeater kaya ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakailanganin ni Dennis para magawa ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abangan. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baka next week, kailangan naman niya ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;transmitter na makakapagreceive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sa aking pananaw, they want to sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool...over looking the fact that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may sound ... DUMB." - hiroshi-kyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe...siguro hindi lang basta "receiver" ang kailangan niya...kailangan na niya ng pangtransmit sa satellite eh...pangkalawakan eh...nyahahahaha&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7347302423996774944?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7347302423996774944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7347302423996774944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7347302423996774944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7347302423996774944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/10/si-zaido-at-ang-microwave.html' title='si Zaido at ang microwave'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5251244572609177365</id><published>2007-09-27T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:21:45.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabangagan</title><content type='html'>ayan...so far,medyo wala pa akong tulog..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it is 6:09 AM in my computer's clock at wala pa akong tulog..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kahapon bertdey ko...wala lang...siguro ganito rin ang ginawa ko last year kaya di ko maalala kung ano yung mga pinaggagawa ko sa buhay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway,ano nga ba ang nangyari?wala...natulog ako buong araw...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lalo akong inantok dun sa hearing sa senado...oh man,pati sa panaginip ko nahalo yung mga sinasabi nila..napanaginipan ko na nasa gubat yata sila naghehearing....haaay...siguro dahil nagmukhang zoo yung senado..nyahahahaha!!!imagine,all kinds of animals together in one session...yeah!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos ayun,kumain ako ng isang medium pizza at small pizza...hindi yung yellow cab ha!ano ako,adik?yung tipong pizza sa kanto lang...talagang pizza monster ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at dahil bored na bored ako,sinubukan ko ulit na gawing ubuntu ang OS nitong pc ko...eh no can do talaga...kahit na ni-note ko na sa sarili ko na pang DSL lang talaga ang ubuntu,ayun mapilit ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kaya eto ako ngayon,bangag,nagformat ulit ng pc, at gising pa kahit alas sais na ng umaga....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;idagdag mo pa na nagdesolder ako...woooo!!high na ako..nyahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5251244572609177365?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5251244572609177365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5251244572609177365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5251244572609177365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5251244572609177365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/09/kabangagan.html' title='Kabangagan'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-5791860539707100533</id><published>2007-09-25T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:53:10.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day..oops...First Time pala</title><content type='html'>and indeed what a day it was...dami kong ginawa ngayong araw na ito...haaay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siyempre enrollment ngayon and off to school!ito lang yung time na I get out of my hermitage...err...house (sabi ko nga ermitanya ako pag bakasyon di ba?hehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Masaya naman ang enrollment...wala ako binayaran...wahu!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos kumain kami ng aking friends sa Yellow Cab...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And after that, I treated myself to a nice cup of tea...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually,nagkamali nga yung intindi sa order ko...I should've said na I wanted a brewed tea...ang sinabi ko agad is Tropical Passion and indeed,they gave me a Tropical Passion tea...only it is a tea latte...my oh my,di pa ako nakakatry nun!so first time...ayus naman...only after nun ay naging drowsy ako..siguro having a full meal and drinking a hot drink especially if it has milk on it will really make you sleepy...hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ganda na sana eh...isipin mo ikaw magisa,tapos maganda yung ambiance,tapos may dagat pa dun sa isang side..haaay ang buhay nga naman...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Binalak ko sana na bumili nung maraming tea,kaya lang nasayangan ako sa pera...imagine 500 yata para dun sa tropical passion eh 20 bags ang laman nun so lumalabas na 25 pesos per bag?not bad kasi whole leaf naman gamit nila...hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayun, I had a wonderful time guys (mababasa kaya nila ito?hehehe...I doubt..di naman yata sila nacheck ng Multiply...hehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ay oo nga pala,daming mga first time ngayon ah...dapat yata title ng blog entry ko ay First Time..ayan,by the time na napost ko na ito napalitan na yung title...at alam niyo kung saang part ng pagsusulat ko naisipang palitan ang title..hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ito ang mga first time:&lt;br&gt;*manlibre ako sa Yellow Cab&lt;br&gt;*maging scholar kami ni che&lt;br&gt;*magpaenroll na walang binayaran sa school...yis!&lt;br&gt;*bilhan ako ng cake(maliit lang yun ha!wag gawing isyu!haha..defensive?) ng isang lalake (hehehe..thanks drin!)&lt;br&gt;*uminom sa coffee bean and tea leaf sa MOA&lt;br&gt;*uminom ng tea latte&lt;br&gt;*kumain sina jessie at jei ng california maki&lt;br&gt;*makasama si ma'am cyrel sa MOA&lt;br&gt;*sumakay ng direstsong SM Fairview galing MOA at dun pa sa special na bus!hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmm...is this the start of something new?hehehe..we'll see...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaay...what a day...yun lang inatake ako ng rayuma...rayuma nga ba ito?o sadyang pagkapagod lang ng leg (kaliwa lang masakit eh) ko?baka naman dahil sa lamig sa MOA...aw,matanda na nga ako..nirarayuma na...hahahahaha&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-5791860539707100533?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/5791860539707100533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=5791860539707100533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5791860539707100533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/5791860539707100533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-dayoopsfirst-time-pala.html' title='What a Day..oops...First Time pala'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-724668597676516709</id><published>2007-09-23T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:52:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Term Report</title><content type='html'>Ayus ito ah!Am I obliged to tell everyone how I've done this past term?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To whom am I going to answer anyway?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wala lang...nagdadrama na naman ang lola niyo...hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For this term, I had two haircuts...yes,two. The first one was due to the fact that the term was starting and the second one,well I just wanted it shorter...hehehe...and it was hot that day and I was so tired of having a hair that I can't even manage. So the solution? Cut it short just the way it was back when I was in high school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In terms of academics,I can say that I've done well. The evidence is that I got a high grade..woohoo!and to top it all,it was enough to make me an academic scholar!alright!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At first I was scared that I would get a failing mark from one of my subjects because we were not able to submit some of the requirements (e.g problem set) because of some misunderstanding. It turned out that it was my lowest grade. But nevertheless,I still got it!woohoo!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even though the start of the term was not that good due to my *cough* heartbreak, it ended pretty well. Due to that *heartbreak*, it almost pushed me to the verge of being a slave to a bad habit. Yup, the habit of smoking. I almost did it every night. Good thing that God gave me weak lungs so every morning my back would ache,signalling that there is something wrong with my lungs. So now, I stopped doing it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Though it did break my heart, I had no regrets in doing the things that I have done. I don't regret the fact that I liked him. I don't regret the times that I smoked. I don't regret the times that I have been feeling miserable because of him. Having all those experiences taught me valuable lessons that I shall truly carry on with me through the rest of my life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayos sa report ano?medyo alam ko na may mga grammatical errors pa yan pero what the heck...bahala na...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ay di ko nakuwento yung koreano...ayun...di ko na nireplayan kasi, iba gusto niyo eh....you "know"...eh I believe pa naman in chastity....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so yun lang...and see you next term!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-724668597676516709?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/724668597676516709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=724668597676516709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/724668597676516709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/724668597676516709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/09/end-of-term-report.html' title='End of Term Report'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-1919540688945823448</id><published>2007-08-27T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:34:47.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>Hanep...ngayon ko lang kasi ginamit itong multiply account ko...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever since napakaloyal ko kasi sa friendster, primarily because:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ mas marami akong contacts dun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ mas nakasanayan na&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ di ko ma-maximize ang features ng multiply kasi dial-up ako...hanggang ngayon..hehehe...matindi nun dial up pa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya ito...yung mga blogs ko sa blogger inupload ko dito..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hanep eh nawiwindang ako dun sa mga post ko eh..nyahahahaha...sobrang revelation kung ano yung mga nararamdaman ko noon...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko alam kung matatawa ako o matatakot eh..nyahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway,ayan...multiply na ako tsong...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-1919540688945823448?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/1919540688945823448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=1919540688945823448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1919540688945823448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/1919540688945823448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/08/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-7695056127139904919</id><published>2007-05-20T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:21:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to Love</title><content type='html'>If you are familiar with the song that I just used as a title of my blog entry, you may have an idea of what I am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times, especially nowadays that I am asking fate why is it always like this? It seems that I am destined to have such fate in this life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share to you my not so significant love stories in my life. This would probably be the first time that I would really tell or narrate my story in such a wide audience (the internet is a wide audience? Come to think of it only a few people would be interested with my blog entry). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time that I really fell hard in love was during my first year in college. I could say that he is my real first love. The first one that I really fell for and hit hard on the ground. The time that I realize that I was in love with him was already too late. Or maybe it was too late for me to realize. It was too late because he is already starting to court another girl. And this other girl is my friend. We may not be close but I don't want to take away something like that: a real love. It may be young love but it seems so real. Every time that I would see him I would have this smile on my face but the moment that I see him with her the smile seems to fade but I had to let in linger on my face so that they would not notice how hurt I am. It took me almost two years to get over my feelings about that guy. It was only when they broke up that I also started to let go of my feelings for him. Probably I sympathized more to the sentiments of my friend and I realized that he was really immature about his feelings about her. Come to think of it, both of us (the guy and I) are both amateurs when it comes to dealing with the opposite sex. Both of us came from exclusive schools and this would be the first time for us to really, really interact with the other gender. The advantage that he has is that he came to school that most of the population is male. Up to now he remains special to my heart. He is my first real close guy friend. I can really confide in him the feelings that I have about almost anything under the sun. The only thing that I can't confide in him is the love that I have for him two years ago. What I can't forget about him was the two instances that I felt that he treated me as a real close friend. Once was the time that he told me that when the time comes that we are going to work in the industry, he wants us to work in the same company. It was just a mere joke but I really appreciated that. The other time was when we were waiting in Legarda station and then he told me that if ever someone courts me, he wants me to let him know. He seems like a brother to me. I could ride his weird sense of humor and at times (maybe) he could ride my weirdness as well. I once told him that we had the same brain wavelength. We are like the mirror image of each other only that I am a girl and he is a boy. If you are still wondering who this guy is, he is someone close to me. And if you are really one of my close friends, I’m sure you know who I am talking about. If you happen to be that guy, well guess what, you are right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next guy that I really fell for is the recent one. I am sure you already know who he is. With the condition that I have right now, I can’t talk much about the details. I already have enough blog entries to describe how I felt for him. And you already know that he knows what I feel for him although I am not sure how he reacts to that but that does not really matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my heart is in broken. Broken in so many ways. It is broken because of my own clumsiness. I have come to realize that it is us who break our own hearts. It was actually my choice to fall for the said guys. But the problem is that every time that I fall, no one ever catches me. I always wonder why. And every time that this thought comes into my mind (every time I fall no one catches me) I just can’t help it but have this painful feeling inside my heart and it brings tears into my eyes. I wonder what is it in me? Is it my not so beautiful appearance? Is it my weird personality? Is it my being introvert that I am not able to show my real feelings? Tell me. Every place that I go to lately reminds me of the recent guys. Even simple songs remind me of him. Did I really fell that hard that it hurts this much? So I’ll say goodbye to love…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-7695056127139904919?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/7695056127139904919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=7695056127139904919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7695056127139904919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/7695056127139904919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/05/goodbye-to-love.html' title='Goodbye to Love'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-117653573152249367</id><published>2007-04-14T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:28:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls just want to have Sums</title><content type='html'>Girls just want to have Sums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Iyan ang title ng episode sa The Simpson’s kung saan hinati ang elementary school nina Lisa at Bart dahil napalitan si Principal Skinner sa kadahilanang sexist umano ang principal. Ang resulta, nahati sa boys and girls school ang Springfield Elementary. Si Lisa ay alam naman natin na matalino at hilig ang Math and Science. Pero ang Math sa Girl’s school ay parang ewan. Wala daw challenge. Kaya nagpanggap siyang lalaki upang makapasok sa Boy’s school. At doon napatunayan niya na hindi na importante kung ang lalake ba ay mas magaling sa Math at ang babae ay hindi. Basta ang alam niya ay babae siya,mahilig siya sa Math at ipinagmamalaki niya iyon.&lt;br /&gt; Bigla kong naalala ito kanina habang nagvivideoke ako. Di ko alam kung bakit biglang sumagi sa isip ko ang episode na ito. Actually, ang sumagi sa isip ko ay siya..hehehehe..naalala ko lang na may episode sa The Simpson’s tungkol dito.&lt;br /&gt; In a way parang ganoon yata ang experience ko katulad kay Lisa. Well, hindi necessarily na ganun na ganon pero similar. Growing up in an exclusive school, ngayon ko lang totally naeexplore ang mundo ng kalalakihan. Isa nga ito sa mga factors kung bakit ako nagengineering. Feeling ko nasabi ko na ito or naikuwento ko na countless times but nevertheless, on with my story. I feel na one of the reasons why I took up engineering is to challenge myself. And what a challenge it was. Half way na ako sa pagaaral ko ng engineering and what I can say is that the subjects and especially the Math is indeed challenging, not for your average girl. Sorry girls, I have to really say this…wala lang,trip ko lang..nyehehe. Kung high school batchmate kita or kilala mo ako noong high school, isa lang ang maalala mo sa akin. Math. Aw…dahil obsessed ako sa math noon (sa Math nga ba mismo?yuck!hehehehe). Pero in fairness sobrang inspirado ako sa Math noon,lalo na nung may contest kasi kakagaling ko lang sa retreat. Muntikan na talaga kaming manalo,tsk tsk…hahaha…ayun mabalik tayo. Masasabi ko talaga that men are more inclined in this subjects. Noong high school nga marami sa ka-batch ko ang hirap na hirap sa Math that I need to hold ‘informal’ remedial classes every morning at hindi sa classroom ko ha, sa ibang classroom. Hanep! Minsan naiisip ko nga na kung noong high school nahihirapan yung mga classmates ko sa Math, paano pa kaya kung kinukuha nila yung Math subjects ko ngayong college? Average student ako sa Math ngayong college. Pero ayus na yun at buti na lang nabawasan ang obsession ko sa Math…haaay..napunta yata sa koreanovela…nyehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt; Ano nga ba ang point ko dito? Sinusuko ko na ba na mas magaling ang kalalakihan sa larangan ng Math? Not necessarily…hindi naman lahat magaling eh…marami pa rin ang bano…sus…iilan lang din ang magagaling () at hindi nila inaadmit yun…wala lang. Napakaliit na bagay para pag-awayan kung sino ang mas magaling sa Math. Anyway, ano ba ang magiging silbi niyan pagdating ng panahon? Kapag uugud-ugod na tayo, wala rin di na importante yang mga bagay na yan. Nagsayang nga lang ba ako ng panahon para isulat ang mga bagay na ito para sabihing hindi ito importante? Siguro ang point ko dito ay may kanya-kanyang silbi ang nilalang sa mundo. We coexist with one another. Man cannot live alone, and so does a woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-117653573152249367?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/117653573152249367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=117653573152249367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/117653573152249367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/117653573152249367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/04/girls-just-want-to-have-sums.html' title='Girls just want to have Sums'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-117630940386180466</id><published>2007-04-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T00:36:43.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I see politcs nowadays</title><content type='html'>How do I see politics nowadays? Honestly, I was more interested in politics 6 years ago or even 5 years ago when the impeachment trial was on its highest peak. Politics spawned the talks of even the common men. I don’t know if it was because I was able to see clearly see the system and experienced corruption first hand or politics here is just a big joke. It has become a big joke for me. Before, I was optimistic that there would be public servants who would put into their priorities the cries and the needs of this poor country. They would at least try their best to give public service to the needy people. But now, what I see are power hungry individuals who want the spotlight that is why they are embarking into politics. Public service is not their priority. It is power. That is why I am cynical now to every politician that I see. This is the reason why many people, even the deranged ones, want to pursue a career in politics. They want the power. It is actually us the people who have the power because we are the ones who are electing these officials. But how do they treat the common people? They treat us as imbecile who feed of their hands whenever they buy their votes. With most of the population living below the poverty line, how would they consider principles of one candidate to the one who can give them in an instant what they really need? There is a real culture of corruption in the Philippines and even in most third world countries. I think that is just the way we are. Either we accept it or just loathe it for the rest of our lives. If ever that we loathe it, it is just like we are turning away from our real identity. Being a Filipino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-117630940386180466?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/117630940386180466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=117630940386180466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/117630940386180466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/117630940386180466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-do-i-see-politcs-nowadays.html' title='How do I see politcs nowadays'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-117622275712927406</id><published>2007-04-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T00:32:37.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As requested...</title><content type='html'>As requested nung kakilala ko,maguupdate ako nitong blog ko dito sa blogger...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano na nga ba ang nangyari since January?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malamang marami na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So saan ko sisimulan yung update?sa school work?so lovelife?(meron ba ako nun?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige sa schoolwork muna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun,sa awa ng Diyos ay naipasa ko naman ang lahat ng subjects ko...pati MSEG (yun ang nasa huli kong entry eh)...anu nga bang subject ang muntikan ko nang hindi maipasa?siguro yung industrial lec na lang...kasi parang walang kasiguraduhan dun eh for the past term...natakot lang ako nung magparetake si Ma'am Martin sa Com lec kasi nakakatakot siya..galit talaga siya eh..buti na lang at di ko masyadong nareview yung OT...bamban yung first take ko panigurado eh..medyo mas may kumpiyansa ako dun sa retake kaya ayus lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Industrial Lab,ayus naman..mas natuto nga ako dun eh..ang saya nun kasi gabi yung klase...di ko malilimutan ang bukambibig ni sir na "O class,via relay tayo ha...via relay"...hehehe...memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Comm Lab ako napahiwalay sa mga tropa ko...pero ayus pala..kasi mukhang nahirapan sila doon...in a way blessing na rin yung MWF kong Matsci...di nga gumana yung prototype nila eh...isang protoype lang ang nagana sa lahat ng hawak ng prof nila..at dahil dun,marami ang na-first blood..tsk tsk...sa tropa tatlo ang nadali eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah oo nga pala...yung tropa na sinasabi ko  yun yung new found friends ko...ayun mas maraming time para magbonding at maging mas close..hehehe...(may mga namumuo ding love team sa panahong ito..yihee!!!..hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At yung kay "Araw"?..ayun,alam na ng tropa...at siyempre alam na rin niya...pero in fairness kinabahan ako nung nalaman niya eh...akala ko magkakaiwasan..buti na lang at hindi dahil 'cool' lang siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paano nga ba niya nalaman?Ganito yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Industrial electronics namin noon...siyempre nasa likod kami at walang magawa...natripan niyang tanungin si cheche (friend ko) kung sino inspirasyon niya ngayon...natapos na at nahulaan niya yung kay cheche..biglang hirit siya na "Sino kaya yung kay Lori?"...aba!akalain mong nacurious si loko...sabi ko..naku huwag na,hindi mo dapat malaman...si cheche naman nagbigay din ng clue..halos magkalapit din yung mga clue dun sa inspirasyon niya eh..nasa room,nakapula kahapon(feb 14 yung kahapon at may event sa org),kung sa nakatshirt hindi namin sinabi kasi huli na kung magkagayon dahil nakapolo siya..tapos may 'I' sa first and last name...e di hula naman itong si "Araw"...hanggang sa nagets nung katabi niya na siya yung tinutukoy..at mukhang gets niya naman na talaga (ni Araw.....&lt;br /&gt;Dahil vacant iyong susunod na klase,kumalat na sa buong tropa at tinapik nila ako ssa likod...aw alam na nga nila,sabi ko sa loob loob ko...si Araw naman (hrrrr..naiinis na akong pangalanan siyang Araw...Aldrin na nga lang para matapos na) dumeretso sa e forum para maglaro ng DOTA...nung prob stat na nila nung 430..aba pagdating ng room (kuwento lang sa akin ito nina cheche at eyok) tinapik naman siya sa likod ng halos lahat ng lalaki sa tropa...tapos sabi...o bakit?...at yun ang kuwento kung paano niya nalaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami na ang nangyari simula nun...di naman siya umiwas,di rin ako umiwas...ang naiba lang siguro ay tinutukso na nila ako ngayon sa kanya...haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa iba pang kuwento,check niyo na lang ito &lt;a href="http://panatikongadik.blogs.friendster.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pramis next time,uhmmm synchronized na yang dalawang blog na yan para masaya..hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-117622275712927406?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/117622275712927406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=117622275712927406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/117622275712927406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/117622275712927406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-requested.html' title='As requested...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-116801547520554761</id><published>2007-01-06T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:44:35.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>yey! happy new year to all!(although it is quite late now for the greeting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what's been up with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that a lot of people are finding "Princess Hours" or 궁 interesting...hahahahaha....and I'm very proud that I am one of the few who appreciated the series even before it was even aired on our local TV..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa school works...dami grabe...parang ngayon ko na nararamdaman ang sense of great responsibility sa paggawa ng school works...ito ba ang epekto kung ang first class mo ay MSEG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo wala pa akong matino-tinong tulog lately...so this is just another crap from my very senseless mind...this is myself talking in a very tired mode....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-116801547520554761?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/116801547520554761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=116801547520554761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116801547520554761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116801547520554761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-116750564705528807</id><published>2006-12-31T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T03:07:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as spring turns into fall...</title><content type='html'>Alam ko naman na hindi four seasons ang klima dito sa Pilipinas pero bakit ganyan ang title?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang...wala ako ng maisip na magandang salita na sasbihin ko na panahon na ng pagbabago...ang naisip ko yung pagpapalit ng balat ng ahas pero parang ang pangit naman ng ganun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa wala akong magawa sa net ngayon, (wala nang tao sa ownage,wala rin akong magawa sa friendster..) kaya ko naisipan na lang na magpost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 in review...ano nga ba ang mga maganda at pangit na nangyari sa buhay ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..let's see...I finally found the way to totally forget (well not totally) oh let's just say na I totally got over oppa...ok...so he really is my oppa...an older brother...(because I have found my chagi?hehehehe...joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangit...hmmm...bumagsak ako sa enercon?pero I can't cry over spilled milk...ito ang binagsak kong subject na wala akong hinanakit...dahil alam kong ako ang dahilan ng pagbagsak ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...kay "Araw" ( i had to read my previous post just to remember what my codename for him is), ano ba nangyari?ewan...dahil siguro hindi ko na siya nakikita at medyo stable ang hormones ko ngayon kaya wala akong maramdamang emosyon sa kanya..maybe when I see him..maybe...right now...ewan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga newfound friends...yes....ayos sila...wala lang...tagal ko na silang nakilala (english 2 pa yun) pero ngayon ko lang sila naging ka-close..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga old friends..they are still my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagpasok ng bagong taon, ano na naman nga ba ang naghihintay para sa ating lahat? ahhh basta life,surprise me...hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-116750564705528807?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/116750564705528807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=116750564705528807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116750564705528807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116750564705528807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-as-spring-turns-into-fall.html' title='Just as spring turns into fall...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-116661914760286457</id><published>2006-12-20T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:52:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I stop believing?</title><content type='html'>I know that I have written here in my previous posts about 오빠 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well times have changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong romantic feelings for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have one for a new guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is some sort of a friend...as one might see it hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the incident(ano ba ito krimen?) with 오빠 and another guy that we shall just call "Bear"? or 곰 in korean, I've lost my faith in romance...not in love itself but in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance is a different feeling from love...You may have love but you don't have romance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may all know I am a member of the NBSB society(No Boyfriend SInce Birth) so it is for me to say that I don't believe in romance...for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na kasing umasa...masakit ang umasa sa wala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E yung sa bago kong crush na itatago na lamang natin sa pangalang "Araw",mukhang walang pag-asa dun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na kinikilig ako kapag tinutukso ako ng mga kaibigan ko,pag nagiisa na ako at naiisip ko siya,sinasabi ko na lang sa sarili ko na wala nang pag-asa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayokong umasa na may mangyayari pang iba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na may nangyaring kakaiba na hindi ko inaasahan...gusto niyong ikuwento ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko kasi baka nababasa ito ng mga 'dre ko eh...mahirap na...(may nagbabasa pa nga ba nito?I doubt....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-116661914760286457?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/116661914760286457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=116661914760286457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116661914760286457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116661914760286457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/12/should-i-stop-believing.html' title='Should I stop believing?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-116464444234581648</id><published>2006-11-28T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:20:42.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHRGH</title><content type='html'>wala lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagal ko na rin palang hindi nagpopost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far what has happened in my life since the last time i posted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namatay na yung classmate ko nung high school (bye andeh!:( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may prototype kaming ginagawa ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dual na ang OS ko sa PC (MS Windows XP and Ubuntu 6.06LTS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....yun lang naman eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing so exciting about myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaayyyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-116464444234581648?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/116464444234581648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=116464444234581648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116464444234581648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116464444234581648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/11/arghrgh.html' title='ARGHRGH'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-116029057736548224</id><published>2006-10-08T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:56:17.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Time Online</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="LBoldGold"&gt;&lt;span class="XXLBoldGold"&gt;Killing Time Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.readersdigest.com.ph/rd/rdhtml/en/images/tab.gif" height="9" width="9" /&gt;Why are online games so addictive? Science is providing answers               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;img src="http://www.readersdigest.com.ph/rd/rdhtml/en/images/tab.gif" height="9" width="9" /&gt;&lt;span class="LBoldGold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;                &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.readersdigest.com.ph/rd/rdhtml/en/images/tab.gif" height="9" width="9" /&gt;&lt;span class="MBoldGold"&gt;Mars W. Mosqueda Jr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;(from www.rdasia.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Classes had just begun at the Mapua Institute of Technology in Makati City, Philippines, on a beautiful Tuesday morning in July 2003. While Stanley Vincent Dimaya’s classmates were busy writing answers for a surprise test, the 18-year-old computer science student was having trouble concentrating. He tried to focus on the questions, but he couldn’t stop thinking about warriors doing battle. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vivid scenes of fire-breathing monsters and cursed ghosts killing humans played repeatedly in his head. Within minutes Dimaya was consumed by an intense desire to play Ragnarok – an online role-playing adventure game based on Norse mythology. His eyes darted between his paper and the door. Abruptly he pushed his chair aside, grabbed his bag, and told his professor that he had a stomachache and needed to leave. Dimaya was soon rushing out the school gate. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By the time he reached the unkempt Internet café he frequented near his school, he had forgotten about exams or classes. Finding a vacant computer station, Dimaya clicked on the Ragnarok icon and in a few quick keystrokes began his journey into the fictional empire. Knowing that he’d lose track of time, Dimaya checked his wallet for cash and realised that the 500 pesos (US$10) his parents had given him to buy a computer textbook would allow him to play for more than ten hours. Dimaya eased back into his chair with a grin – it was going to be a long day. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dimaya’s experience is alarmingly common in Asia. According to research firm DFC Intelligence, Asia is the leading region for online games. In all, 114 million people worldwide play online games such as EverQuest, StarCraft, and World of Warcraft. The sheer number of Internet cafés – the Philippines alone has an estimated 1500 – that are easily accessible day and night, has created a fertile environment where online gaming has flourished. More worryingly, it has also led to people becoming addicted to online games. South Korea, where 17 million people play online games, has seen the tragic consequences of this addiction – in August 2005, a 28-year-old man collapsed and died after reportedly playing StarCraft at an Internet café in the city of Taegu for 50 hours straight. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                &lt;span class="MNorGold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readersdigest.com.ph/rd/rdhtml/en/magazine/mag_fullcontent.jsp?cid=2627&amp;p=0" class="MNorGold"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readersdigest.com.ph/rd/rdhtml/en/magazine/mag_fullcontent.jsp?cid=2627&amp;amp;p=0" class="MNorGold"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Easy accessibility aside, leading addiction researchers say the real problem is that online games can be habit-forming. The captivating games lure and hold people in their grip by playing off powerful psychological processes. For Dimaya, the day he ran out on his computer science test wasn’t the first time warring monsters had beckoned him; he played Ragnarok almost every day. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Many people feel powerless in society, but in online games they’re in control of armies, of cities, of other people,” says Goh Chee Leong, dean of the Department of Psychology at Kuala Lumpur’s HELP University College. “This power is exhilarating and provides the mental challenge their brain seeks.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The rapid gratification of winning not only helps a player forget their problems but also becomes a powerful trigger, creating an urge to play in the first place. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psychologists describe this trigger-response mechanism as “classical conditioning,” a concept developed by pioneering behavioural psychologist Ivan Pavlov. In Dimaya’s case, his mind created an association between the pleasant feeling of winning and Ragnarok’s graphic images. When he wasn’t playing online and experienced negative feelings, such as the stress of an unexpected class test , his mind would seek pleasant thoughts and recall the feeling of victory he enjoyed while playing Ragnarok. The association was so powerful that battle scenes between monsters and warriors would switch on in his mind. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemical Reaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Muni Winslow, director and senior consultant psychiatrist of the Community Addictions Management Program at Singapore’s Institute of Mental Health, says some people may have a greater vulnerability to online games addiction. As a result of their genetic makeup, they suffer disturbances in naturally occurring brain chemicals called neurotransmitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These chemicals influence impulsive feelings and behaviours. The main neurotransmitter involved in all addictions is dopamine, says Winslow. People with low levels of dopamine are more prone to anxiety and cravings. Advancing to the next stage of an online game gives them a buzz that causes an increase in dopamine and makes them feel better and more motivated. This winning feeling is so rewarding that its memory takes on a great intensity and becomes more desirable every time it is recalled. For Dimaya, the pleasure he got from playing online games became all he could think about. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Low dopamine combined with low serotonin, another brain chemical that normally causes calm and controlled behaviour, can give irrational urges even greater free rein. “An imbalance of serotonin neurotransmitters has been implicated in aggressive and impulsive behaviour,” says Malaysian biopsychologist Chitra Karthigeyan. This explains how Dimaya could cut class to play an online game without regard for future consequences. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If this chemical chain reaction in the brain makes people vulnerable to the lure of online games, what compels them to plug in at the expense of other important activities? The psychology of game design may hold the secret. “Psychology provides game developers with powerful tools to understand the people they create games for,” says Katherine Isbister, director of the Games Research Laboratory at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute in Troy, New York, and author of Better Games Characters by Design. “Classical behavioural psychology, which discusses reward schedules, is of value to game designers who want to ensure a person keeps playing a game.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dimaya’s marathon online gaming spree in July 2003 lasted until his money ran out at 11 pm, burning up all of the allowance his parents had given him for school expenses. The more his character progressed, the more he was hooked. “I had to always be online to keep my character alive and fight other players to get rewards,” he says. He’d feel sick and uneasy if he missed even a day of Ragnarok. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dimaya’s anxiety over progressing from one stage of the game to another is common among online gamers. Psychologists say that gamers are being influenced by a complicated conditioning response called “variable ratio of reinforcement” – in effect random reinforcement. Identified in the 1950s by American behavioural psychologist B. F. Skinner, it is different than positive reinforcement, where you reward your dog with a biscuit each time he fetches the newspaper, or negative reinforcement, where you whack your dog on the nose each time he pees on the floor. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With random reinforcement the rewards are just that – random and unpredictable. This is how the best games are programmed: to keep the player interested by promising predictable outcomes, but to hook them by randomly allowing them to earn new positions or powers in the game. The gamer may not win very often, and rewards may not come every time they play the game, but they never know when they will win again or get a reward for their character. It could be the next hour, or the next minute, and if they don’t continue playing, they fear they will miss the chance to win or receive rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Circle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology professor Mark Griffiths, author of several in-depth studies of online gaming and gambling addiction, explains that the social side of multiplayer online games keep many people playing for long periods of time. “They are the types of games that completely engross the player,” he says. “They are not games that you can play for 20 minutes and stop. If you are going to take it seriously, you have to spend time doing it.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How media can be this engrossing was first explored in 1990 by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi in what he called Flow Theory. He coined the now famous idea of “the zone” – that special place between ability and challenge where an activity is not so hard that it causes anxiety and not so easy that it causes boredom. Game developers now use Flow Theory as a basis to make games that pull players in and keep them there. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In a simple game like Pac-Man, for example, the difficulty of the challenge changes with the skill of the player. When few lives are left, signifying a rookie player, the game increases the distance between the coloured enemies and Pac-Man to make avoidance easier. But if the number of lives remains high through several levels – flagging a skilled player – fast-moving enemies get closer to Pac-Man. In both instances, ability and challenge are balanced to keep a person in “the zone”. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psychological inducements have been a part of online gaming since its emergence in 1969, the year Rick Blomme wrote a two-player game called Spacewar. But online games didn’t really take off until December 1993, when the groundbreaking three-dimensional first-person shooter Doom was launched. In the original version, four players faced off against each other with the aim of making the most kills. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;p&gt;Looking beyond gorgeous graphics and sophisticated storylines, the game industry is now placing greater emphasis on games that involve thousands of players at the emotional level. The potential rewards are enormous: the online game market in Asia is worth $1.39 billion and is set to grow to $3.6 billion by 2010. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;None of the online game developers Reader’s Digest contacted would talk about whether or not they are using behavioural psychology to strengthen the emotional appeal of their games, thus making them addictive. But American game researcher Isbister claims that developers must use psychology in designing games. “We must understand how people perceive games in order to design games well,” she says. She also stresses that developers need to factor in how a community will form around a game and what kinds of player dynamics will occur when they design online games. “This makes the social sciences much more relevant to them than to someone designing a single-player game.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Liz Woolley, founder of On-Line Gamers Anonymous (olganon.org), an organisation dedicated to helping people addicted to online games, strongly believes developers use complex psychology to make the games addictive, for the sole purpose of increasing profit. “Game designers have said that they were hired simply because they have psychology degrees,” says Woolley. She founded the organisation after her son, Shawn, committed suicide in November 2001, allegedly after a fellow EverQuest player spurned his romantic advances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stanley Vincent Dimaya compulsively logged on to play Ragnarok for another two years until he suddenly realised that he was no longer living his own life. He had lost contact with friends, fallen behind in his studies and had spent about 100,000 pesos playing online games – more than enough to finance a year of his education. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking back, Dimaya is ashamed to acknowledge the financial and social cost of his online game addiction. “I failed to graduate on schedule because I was hooked to playing,” he says. “But the biggest upset was admitting to my parents that the money they gave me for school was wasted on gaming.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dimaya hasn’t played online games for a year and now feels positive about his life – without the altered state of mind that comes from playing online games. He believes that he has finally won his personal battle against the creatures and demons that occupied his mind for so many years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Reader's Digest Philippines October 2006 issue)&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/18438128-116029057736548224?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/116029057736548224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=116029057736548224' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116029057736548224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/116029057736548224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/10/killing-time-online.html' title='Killing Time Online'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115954982335782338</id><published>2006-09-30T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T01:10:23.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soju mode(소주)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/1600/Fektyur%28143%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/320/Fektyur%28143%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ngayon..natikman ko na ang soju....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang Chamjin Isulro Soju...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon sa label nito,"Chamjinisulro soju's unique quality comes from the bamboo charcoal filter process that ensures purity and clarity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ayon din sa website nito...&lt;br /&gt;"Launched in 1998, the liquor thrice-filtered with                                charcoal made from bamboo In Korea, Chamjinisulro                                is the first clean and safe soju filtered three                                times with charcoal made from bamboo, which is cooked                                at 1,000 degrees celsius. Because Chamjinisulro                                has been filtered twice, it has never been leaving                                no harmful ingredients or impurities. You can enjoy                                pure taste without the burden of hangovers due to                                it's containing asparagine and affulent minerals.                                Jinro's latest addition to its already popular portfolio,                                has been breaking all kinds of sales record.&lt;br /&gt;                              "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga...very pure siya...smooth,clear and sweet...parang GSM blue sabi ng kakilala ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko pa natikman ang GSM blue...pero matamis nga ang soju na ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di siya nakakalasing...para sa isang hindi umiinom na tulad ko,sumakit lang ang ulo ko dahil ininom ko ito ng walang tulog...yun lang...ang saya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-115954982335782338?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/115954982335782338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=115954982335782338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115954982335782338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115954982335782338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/09/soju-mode.html' title='soju mode(소주)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115306855811133784</id><published>2006-07-17T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:49:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't that nice,eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/1600/insungandwookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/320/insungandwookie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing in one of the forums that I visit and I came across with this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days kasi my friend(Eyok) and I were fantasizing that Lee Dong Wook and Jo In Sung were our boyfriends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe...well she started the whole crush thing and now I was surprised to see the both of them in one pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine friendships din sila!hehehehe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-115306855811133784?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/115306855811133784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=115306855811133784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115306855811133784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115306855811133784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/07/isnt-that-niceeh.html' title='Isn&apos;t that nice,eh?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115289389659216022</id><published>2006-07-15T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:34:40.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGGH!!anyway....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/1600/200px-Leedongwook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/320/200px-Leedongwook.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...nakakainis naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat nakapagpost na ako kagabi dito eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ang meron lang naman kagabi is  first time pinalabas yung teaser na pupunta dito sa  Manila si Lee Dong Wook!(이동욱 )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird how some girls call him "wookie"...man that's weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yun lang naman dapat ang isusulat ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa lang ngayon kasi binigyan ako ni Carol ng In His Steps...yey!!!a way for me to get closer to God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos naalala tuloy ni Eyok na nasabi ko sa kanya na feeling ko si Angelo yung sinasabi sa akin ni Carol na natagpuan na niyang GG(fyi:GG stands for God's Gift and not galunggong...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natanong niya rin.."Paano mo ba malalaman na ang isang tao ay ang iyong "GG"?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sabi ko..ikaw na mismo ang makakaalam niyan...kung ang taong iyon ang special gift ni God sa iyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natanong niya rin kung nakita ko na ang GG ko...sabi ko hindi pa yata....sa tingin ko....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa siya ang GG ko....maybe there is something better...and it will find me when I least expect it....haaaayy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-115289389659216022?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/115289389659216022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=115289389659216022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115289389659216022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115289389659216022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/07/argghanyway.html' title='ARGGH!!anyway....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115220408029644701</id><published>2006-07-07T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:41:20.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean movies....always make me cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/bride.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean movies....always make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 6,2006 11:48 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days, ang ginagawa ko ay mag movie marathon every 2 AM hanggang&lt;br /&gt;mga 5 AM lang...so that would be 1.5 movie...hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nga siya actually marathon pero,wala lang I just like the term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga movies na pinapanood ko ay puro Korean which means na subtitled ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakabili kasi ako ng 8 in 1 na movie sa Quiapo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I bought that DVD was for 100 days with Mr. Arrogant(내사랑싸가지)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasama din doon ang 7 pang Korean movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 8 movies, 3 ang drama at 5 ang medyo light lang ang story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang una kong pinanood dun sa DVD ay yung 100 days with Mr. Arrogant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK natuwa ako...pero in the midlle medyo..medyo lang ha naiyak ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiyak ako kasi...basta it's so cheesy..imagine mahal mo yung isang tao tapos iniiwasan ka niya..&lt;br /&gt;Ahh basta!ganun yun...naiiyak ako...ako na lang nakaalam noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa limang pelikula na medyo light yung tema,4 doon yung iniyakan ko..(yung isa dati ko pa napanood kaya di na ako umiyak&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang nakakapagtaka doon, hindi ko nga mainitindihan masyado(nakakaintindi naman ako ng konti eh..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;yun pa yung mas iniiyakan ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtataka  ako sa sarili ko..bakit kapag yung iba namang movies like English or Tagalog na halos&lt;br /&gt;kapareho naman yung tema(one-sided love,you and me against the world,I-like-you-but-we're-not-meant-to-be chuchu)&lt;br /&gt;eh hindi naman ako naiiyak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga tama yung sinabi ng isang character doon sa "He is cool"(isa sa mga light na movie na napanood ko)&lt;br /&gt;"Love doesn't require words"(syempre di ko na ilalagay sa Korean yan..mahirap eh..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro masyado lang ako nageempathize sa mga characters at nadadala ako ng emosyon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness din siguro ang dahilan kung bakit nageempathize ako sa mga characters ng kahit pinaka-cheesy&lt;br /&gt;na pelikula na mapanood ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung may kasama siguro akong manonood ng mga iyon,siguro hindi ako ganun kalungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probabably I'm just a lonely soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puwede ko nang kantahin yung Mr.Lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not a Mister and I'm not a soldier as it says in the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lonely,yes...A lonely soul drifting in this lively world where I don't belong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to call my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Man,I'm starting to sound like one of those Korean characters..kulang na lang sabihin ko yan sa Korean ah..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay buhay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after ng panood ng Korean movies ano ang napala ko?Mukha akong Koreana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit?Kasi namaga na ang mata ko sa kaiiyak...bwahahahaahaha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-115220408029644701?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/115220408029644701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=115220408029644701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115220408029644701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115220408029644701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/07/korean-moviesalways-make-me-cry.html' title='Korean movies....always make me cry'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115124736554938401</id><published>2006-06-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:56:05.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stairway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/calendar_16s_20031230152803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/calendar_16s_20031230152803.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all about stairway to heaven-June 25,2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat ngayon nag-aaral ako sa Electronics lec ko...&lt;br /&gt;pero ito pasaway...nagsusurf(ay nagdodownload pala ng&lt;br /&gt;YM kasi ni reinstall ko yung Windows ko...buwisit na limewire&lt;br /&gt;yan...grrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit nga ba stairway?kasi ito yung soundtrack na pinapatugtog sa PC ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is one drama that made me sad (cry pala) from the first episode&lt;br /&gt;hanggang sa huling episode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang lahat ng happiness nawala na sa akin kasi ang bigat ng feeling..ang lungkot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sa kalagayan ng love life ko ngayon (wala naman)..masakit yung ganun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umpisahan natin ang kuwento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ay kuwento ni Han Jeong Seo at ni Cha Song Ju...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagsimula ito na pinakita na nagpipiano si Song Ju sa may dagat at nagsesenti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos flashback na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bata pa lang sina Jeong Seo at si Song Ju,malapit na sila sa isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namatay sa aksidente ang tatay ni (ano ba yan Bo Go Ship Da yung bg music..huhuhu)Song Ju at namatay&lt;br /&gt;naman sa cancer sa mata ang nanay ni Jeong Seo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tatay ni Jeong Seo ay nakapangsawa uli..si Tae Mi Ra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noong umpisa ay mukhang mabait si Mi Ra kay Jeong Seo..pero kagaya ng mga&lt;br /&gt;typical na istorya..isa pala siyang evil stepmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasama ni Mi Ra ang kanyang mga anak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si Yu Ri at si Tae Hwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si Yu Ri may gusto kay Song Ju at si Tae Hwa naman ay may gusto kay Jeong Seo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang ending..malungkot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta yun na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorable lines (siyempre in english na lang):&lt;br /&gt;"That's it Han Jeong Seo.Just smile like that"-Cha Song Ju&lt;br /&gt;"Love comes back!"-Cha Song Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115056442603842993</id><published>2006-06-18T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:15:22.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senti mode...</title><content type='html'>bad trip naman o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung kailan ako nagkagana na magpost dun naman ako nag mala senti....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay...let me just post na lang my last conversation with 오빠 in YM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;오빠: lori lori lori!!!&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: hello!!!!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: hehe&lt;br /&gt;오빠: may ginagawa ka?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: wala naman...bakit?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: wala lang&lt;br /&gt;오빠: wala akong magawa habang nakikinig ng bagong DL na mp3&lt;br /&gt;오빠: ayoko namang magbasa ng articles ngayon&lt;br /&gt;오빠: nagkokondisyon ako para magaral e. ehehe&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: articles???saan?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: mga blogs&lt;br /&gt;오빠: magblog nalang rin kaya ako?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: baka sakaling gumanda daloy ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: puwede...and speaking of articles...tambay ka minsan sa org&lt;br /&gt;오빠: kit?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: may sasabihin yata sila sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;오빠: *gasp&lt;br /&gt;오빠: sige sige&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: naku importante iyon!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: nandun ako kahapon (kanina din yata)&lt;br /&gt;오빠: tungkol saan daw un?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: bukas try mo pumunta...basta..secret!!sila na lang ang magsasabi(sina ate thel or kung sino mang nakatataas)&lt;br /&gt;오빠: a ok.&lt;br /&gt;오빠: ano kaya 'un?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: may article ka na po ba?para sa newsletter?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: I hope its nothing personal. I wouldn't appreciate that now.&lt;br /&gt;오빠: wla pa. kakarecov ko palang sa problem set e&lt;br /&gt;오빠: sri.. kelan ba ulti deadline nun?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahh ok...hopefully by next week para madali ang paglayout ni carol sa newsletter...yung sasabihin sa iyo ut's nothing personal don't worry..it's about business&lt;br /&gt;오빠: a ok&lt;br /&gt;오빠: wui lori! palagay ko kelangan ko talga ng output&lt;br /&gt;오빠: perhaps blogging is the answer that I so seek&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: output??baka outlet&lt;br /&gt;오빠: pwede rin... output din talaga&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhh...naku may darating na output sa iyo..kung tatanggapin mo&lt;br /&gt;오빠: sige! ok lang. point of views&lt;br /&gt;오빠: need those&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: yes!please do accept if ever they ask ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: pero wag lang kayo magexpect ng matinong sagot&lt;br /&gt;오빠: matino-tino lang pwede na&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: naku oo nga...please medyo matino-tinong sagot lang po...kaya mo naman yun eh...ayos ka namang magsulat ng kung anu-ano...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;오빠:&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: nagegets mo na ba kung ano yung maari nilang sabihin sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: yup&lt;br /&gt;오빠: its been in mind for awhile&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: good!I need help...from all of you&lt;br /&gt;Mitch:&lt;br /&gt;오빠: right...&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ayos na reaction ah!hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;오빠: wahehe&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: so kamuta ka naman?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: miserable din&lt;br /&gt;오빠: what a lousy term&lt;br /&gt;오빠: for every aspect of life conceivable to the common man&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: napaka strong naman na term yan...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: i've had worse. don't worry&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ok...such heavy words grabe...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: hehe. feel mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: pero mas ok siguro kung mas mabigat pasanin ko. ako naman ang responsable sa pagkakasakit ng ilang tao sa mundo&lt;br /&gt;오빠: ironically, mas gagaan loob ko dun&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhhh...do you feel the pain?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: yan ang mahirap. ba't ganun? simula nung hs may pagkamanhid ako sa ganito?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhh..siguro that's just the way you are..&lt;br /&gt;오빠: I only feel loneliness, not pain&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhhh...now I see...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: siguro dahil narin sa ako 'yung madalas pag-initan ni papa noong nagbibinata ako&lt;br /&gt;오빠: sanay na&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;오빠: I'm telling you, it's too much for an emotional adolescent to bear the tortures during his enfeebled prime&lt;br /&gt;오빠: though its a distant memory, all recent ones are overshadowed by it&lt;br /&gt;오빠: i mean, mabilis akong makalimot ng kasalukuyan, 'di tulad noon. naaalala ko napakatalas ng alaala ko&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;오빠: how is it possible that a chunk of flesh can interpret stimuli as something which is abstract, rather than its subjective nature?&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: oh yes..and there are times when I loathed that chunk of flesh...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: yonga e. at times, blessing ito. pero madalas din magdala ng pasakit&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: uhuh...correct!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: science dictates that emotions are a chemical orchestra. very concrete, but doesn't make matters more objective for one's feelings&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: uhum....hmmm...pwede na ito for your first article sa kallig ah!hehehe&lt;br /&gt;오빠: huh? sige...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: ise-save ko nalang&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: oo nga...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: honga no?!&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: pero iba rin talaga dialogue e&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: oo nga eh..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;오빠: bakit kaya social tayo in nature?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: really can't do without company&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ang tao?it was made as such...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: yep&lt;br /&gt;오빠: gusto kong makinig sa kwento ng matatanda&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: matatanda?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: gusto kong marinig ang paliwanag nila kung bakit ganoon ang pagkakapuwesto ng bahagi ng katawan ng tao&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;오빠: mga alamat, sabi-sabi,...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: kahit ano. 'wag lang ang objective na articles sa internet&lt;br /&gt;오빠: mahirap maghanap ng novelang ok basahin&lt;br /&gt;오빠: back to the basics: makinig kay lola&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: pero naisip mo na ba...kung tayo namang ang tumanda..anong kaalaman ang masasbi natin sa susunod na henerasyon?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: not much of a fan for looking toward the future...&lt;br /&gt;오빠: para sa akin, hindi na makulay ang makukwento natin sa kabataan&lt;br /&gt;오빠: wala nang talinhaga ang tao ngayon&lt;br /&gt;오빠: the information age is object-oriented, not humane in nature&lt;br /&gt;오빠: you know what we really need? a renaissance. a timely subject for our humanities class&lt;br /&gt;오빠: napanood ko kanina sa saksi 'yung tungkol sa functional illiteracy.&lt;br /&gt;오빠: I admit na madalas nakong sapian ng ganun&lt;br /&gt;오빠: woi, lori. salamat sa oras&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ahhh...ah ok cge..alis ka na?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: sorry kung sa'yo ako nagblurt out&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ok lang yun sus!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: may gagamit ng pc e&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: ge!anyeong!&lt;br /&gt;오빠: korean 'yon no?&lt;br /&gt;오빠: sige, tulad nung panahong magkasabay tayong umuwi, ok ka paring listener.&lt;br /&gt;오빠: c'yaz!&lt;br /&gt;maloricar: cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn,mas nagsenti tuloy ako...buti pa siya loneliness and not pain...ako both...damn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-115056442603842993?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/115056442603842993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=115056442603842993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115056442603842993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115056442603842993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/06/senti-mode.html' title='Senti mode...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-115056338544054252</id><published>2006-06-18T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:56:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long...</title><content type='html'>it's been so long since I last posted here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang nakakatamad magpost eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang sa oras????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last post was about our excapade in  La Mesa Eco Park and that was like last March!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anong petsa na 'day di ba???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano bang bago sa akin???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...I can finally say that I'm truly over him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't tell him that I had feelings for him..nor to his "ex" who is my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the use 'di ba???to further aggravate their situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a need to tell them what I really feel about him before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there....huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is this really 안녕히가세요 오빠???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-115056338544054252?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/115056338544054252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=115056338544054252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115056338544054252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/115056338544054252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-long_18.html' title='So long...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114400371130517180</id><published>2006-04-03T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T02:48:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrollment,DVD,La Mesa Eco Park and The Classic Exploits part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/1600/ecopark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/320/ecopark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/1600/quiapo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4299/388/320/quiapo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I Have promised, itutuloy ko na ang exploits ko nung araw na iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ng enrollment, we(Sheena,me and Royce) went to Quiapo. May bibilhin kasi akong mga DVD particularly ag hinahanap ko yung old boy pero sad to say, wala akong nakita. Ang mga nabili ko na lang ay iyong mga mix ng korean movies and some James Bond filcks. Lahat yun yung mga package movies. Si Sheena naman bumili ng "Brokeback Mountain" para sa kanya at binilhan niya rin yung utol niya ng DVD na goal. Haay ang Quiapo talaga...melting pot of different cultures. Lahat na yata ng klase ng tao makikita mo dito. Ah, ang DVD nga pala ay may dalawang presyo. May tag-35, may tag-50. Yung tag 35 ang color nung disc sa ilalim, purple or violet. Yung tag-50 naman,ginto yung kulay. Sabi ng mga taga-roon, mas matibay yung tag-50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ayun,nagutom na kami at kumain kami sa Chowking sa may Hidalgo. As usual, si Royce ay umm...hmmm...need say more?hehehe....ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head off to La Mesa EcoPark. We took a trike ride galing sa Winston(doon sa usual na binababaan namin ni sheena) hanggang duon lang sa may gate ng La Mesa Dam para daw makita namin yung dam. At iyon nga, nakita namin yung dam. Napakalaki niya. Hindi siya pwedeng kunan ng picture pero ayun, nakunan ni Sheena dati yung dam. Maganda naman yung park dahil maraming puno,may swimming pool,maraming puno,may boats,maraming puno....at nasabi ko na bang maraming puno? Basta ang mga nagawa namin ay mag-nature trekking at kumain. Nahihiya nga ako ngayon eh. Halos wala akong nagastos doon sa mga pinagkakain at pinaggagawa namin..ay meron pala,hehehe....ngayon ko lang naalala...nabobother ako kasi halos silang dalawa lang yata yung naalala kong gumastos. Siguro ang masasabi kong pinakafavorite part ko ng nature trip na yun ay yung boating kasi tahimik at nakakarelax...haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natapos ang araw na umuwi ako at hindi ako sure kung hinatid ba ni Royce si Sheena sa bahay nila kasi nagpupumilit siya. Balak pa nga sana niya na pumunta kami sa bahay nina Sheena pero sa totoo lang nahihiya na ako kasi ang dugyut ko na tsaka feeling ko sobrang bantot ko na nun(hindi kasi ako nag-shampoo noong umaga). Kaya ayun..ah might I mention na almost 16++ hours na akong gising noon kasi ang normal sleeping time ko ay 7 AM...man...on to part 3 for The Classic....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114400371130517180?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114400371130517180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=114400371130517180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114400371130517180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114400371130517180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/04/enrollmentdvdla-mesa-eco-park-and.html' title='Enrollment,DVD,La Mesa Eco Park and The Classic Exploits part 2'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114374311717974891</id><published>2006-03-31T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:25:17.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD BOY!OLD BOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zonalibre.org/blog/clone/archives/old-boy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.zonalibre.org/blog/clone/archives/old-boy-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu...gusto ko ng OLD BOY!!!!wala akong makita...though it is not a romantic korean movie na talagang tear jerker tulad ng mga napanood ko...iba ito..parang may pagka "Count of Monte Cristo"...mabigat daw ito....kasing bigat kaya ito ng Kill Bill...o kaya ng Hostel(na hindi ko pa napapanood)...oh well..sana may mahanap na ako nito...this gained international recognition mind you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114374311717974891?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114374311717974891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=114374311717974891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114374311717974891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114374311717974891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/03/old-boyold-boy.html' title='OLD BOY!OLD BOY!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114374112340646307</id><published>2006-03-31T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T01:52:03.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrollment,DVD,La Mesa Eco Park and The Classic Exploits part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.booksamillion.com/bam/covers/1/59/240/050/1592400507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.booksamillion.com/bam/covers/1/59/240/050/1592400507.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is the start of a very long post...(magawa ko nga kayang long ito?)&lt;br /&gt;well anyway,all of these happened on  March 29..the 4th anniversary of Rico Yan's death(man,ganun na katagal yun?graaabeee)..pero walang kaugnayan ito kay Rico Yan..dito nagsimula ang pag-ayos ng buhay ko..ayos?anong ayos?ayos sa maraming bagay...simulan natin sa umaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagising ako around 2:30 AM kasi nga hindi na ako sanay matulog sa gabi...napilitan lang ako matulog noong gabi dahil enrollment ko bukas...oh yes...enrollment..kung saan nagiging lakwatsa galore ng mga estudyanteng nakakuha na naman ng mga kickback sa mga kaawa-awang magulang na nagsisikap upang mapagtapos sila sa pag-aaral(parang ako hindi rin humingi?hehe..binigyan naman ako ano!di ko hiningi..)dahil mahaba pa ang gabi..nagbasa muna ako ng librong nasa taas..haba ng title eh so tingnan niyo na lang...i'll just prepare a post for the summary of that book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on with my story..the time came for me to go and face the world with my bangag look...i decided to wear my brown sleeveless shirt with the frills in the colar hanggang sa neck line tsaka shorts tsaka sandals...nagdecide din akong magdala ng tali sa buhok kasi expected ko na magiging mainit ngayon...at iyon..sumakay na ako sa bus na ordinary dahil gusto kong makatipid at nagdala na rin ako ng libro,panlaban sa inip ng haba ng pila sa school mamaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ko ng school una kong nakita si royce,ang masugid na manliligaw ngayon sa kaibigan kong si sheena..sabi ko,uy hinihintay mo ano?!sabi niya kaalis lang daw...kaya ayun..tumuloy na rin ako at nakita ko naman si Ishi at Rap na kapwa may hinihintay...hanggang sa nagkaipon na kami doon...actually magbabayad na nga lang ako ng tuition(1455.00) at kukuha ng CM but still,naghahanap lang siguro ako ng makakausap o kaya ay makakasama...nagsimula ako officially by 830 and natapos ako within 1 hour kahit na tumagal dahil bumalik pa ako sa Window 2 ng treasury dahil sa problema na kung ano...anyway...umalis din naman kami ng school around 10 or 1030 dahil sa marami pang...chika!as in nagchika-chika pa kami....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waa tinatamad na ako magkuwento..tsaka na ulit..bukas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114374112340646307?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114374112340646307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114323845094722701</id><published>2006-03-25T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T06:14:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of trojans</title><content type='html'>BWISIT KANG TROJAN KA!!!!!BUTI NA LANG AT NATANGGAL KA SA PC KO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko for the past few days na namamatay ang PC ko yung hardware ko ang may sira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko yung motherboard yung may topak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binase ko kasi dun sa sira ng PC ng friend ko na si Sheena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagtanong ako sa kanya kung ganon ang problema ng PC nila bago pinalitan yung motherboard ng PC nila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi kami pareho kaya sinabi ko na rin yung problema ng PC ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi niya baka daw virus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e wala naman akong virus scanner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e naisip ko baka naman worm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni-run ko yung Anti-Spy ng Yahoo! na alam ko namang nakaka-detect din ng worms and trojans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at may buwisit ngang trojan sa PC ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang natanggal ko!hahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya salamat kay Sheena at sa Yahoo!Anti-Spy nakakapag-PC ulit ako magdamag...bwahahahaha!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114323845094722701?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114323845094722701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=114323845094722701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114323845094722701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114323845094722701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/03/of-trojans.html' title='of trojans'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114322060026979124</id><published>2006-03-25T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T01:16:40.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Over(loading)</title><content type='html'>Now I can really say that I've got over him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you heard me right..I totally got over him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana nga pag nakita ko siya within these days ay masasabi ko pa ulit ito....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyon talaga ang totoong test na na-get over ko na siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag nakita ko siya sa enrollment at wala na akong naramdaman para sa kanya,ibig sabihin talagang tapos na...wala na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At iyon namang sa isa, wala na rin siguro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan ko rin siguro ng test tungkol doon pero hindi ko pa alam kung paano....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero speaking right now, I can say that my heart is really contented....Parang fulfilled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I need to test if this is really for real....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114322060026979124?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114322060026979124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=114322060026979124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114322060026979124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114322060026979124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-overloading.html' title='Getting Over(loading)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114322011516671097</id><published>2006-03-25T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T01:08:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Essay About The Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this when I was researching for materials for my class and I found this one in a site...what do you think guys?medyo mahaba siya pero please take time to read&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#191970;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Short Essay about the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos always complain about the corruption in the Philippines. Do you really think the corruption is the problem of the Philippines? I do not think so. I strongly believe that the problem is the lack of love for the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first talk about my country, Korea. It might help you understand my point. After the Korean War, South Korea was one of the poorest countries in the world. Koreans had to start from scratch because entire country was destroyed completely after the Korean War, and we had no natural resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koreans used to talk about the Philippines, for Filipinos were very rich in Asia. We envy Filipinos. Koreans really wanted to be well off like Filipinos. Many Koreans died of famine. My father¡¯s brother also died because of famine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean government was awfully corrupt and is still very corrupt beyond your imagination, but Korea was able to develop dramatically because Koreans really did their best for the common good with their heart burning with patriotism. Koreans did not work just for themselves but also for their neighborhood and country. Education inspired young men with the spirit of patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 years ago, President Park took over the government to reform Korea. He tried to borrow money from other countries, but it was not possible to get a loan and attract a foreign investment because the economy situation of South Korea was so bad. Korea had only three factories. So, President Park sent many mine workers and nurses to Germany so that they could send money to Korea to build a factory. They had to go through a horrible experience. In 1964, President Park visited Germany to borrow money. Hundred of Koreans in Germany came to the airport to welcome him and cried there as they saw the President Park. They asked to him, °President, when can we be well off?" That was the only question everyone asked to him. President Park cried with them and promised them that Korea would be well off if everyone works hard for Korea, and the President of Germany got the strong impression on them and lent money to Korea. So, President Park was able to build many factories in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always asked Koreans to love their country from their heart. Many Korean scientists and engineers in the USA came back to Korea to help developing country because they wanted their country to be well off. Though they received very small salary, they did their best for Korea. They always hoped that their children would live in well off country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always brought me to the places where poor and physically handicapped people live. They wanted me to understand their life and help them. I also worked for Catholic Church when I was in the army. The only thing I learned from Catholic Church was that we have to love our neighborhood. And I have loved my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you cried for the Philippines? I have cried for my country several times. I also cried for the Philippines because of so many poor people. I have been to the New Bilibid prison. What made me sad in the prison were the prisoners who do not have any love for their country. They go to mass and work for Church. They pray everyday. However, they do not love the Philippines. I talked to two prisoners at the maximum security compound, and both of them said that they would leave the Philippines right after they are released from the prison. They said that they would start a new life in other countries and never come back to the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Koreans have a great love for Korea so that we were able to share our wealth with our neighborhood. The owners of factory and company were distributed their profit to their employees fairly so that employees could buy what they needed and saved money for the future and their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Korea, I had a very strong faith and wanted to be a priest. However, when I came to the Philippines, I completely lost my faith. I was very confused when I saw many unbelievable situations in the Philippines. Street kids always make me sad, and I see them everyday. The Philippines is the only Catholic country in Asia, but there are too many poor people here. People go to church every Sunday to pray, but nothing has been changed. My parents came to the Philippines last week and saw this situation. They told me that Korea was much poorer than the present Philippines when they were young. They are so sorry that there so many beggars and street kids. When we went to Pagsangjan, I forced my parents to take a boat because it would fun. However, they were not happy after taking a boat. They said that they would not take the boat again because they were sympathized the boat men, for the boat men were very poor and had a small frame. Most of people just took a boat and enjoyed it. But my parents did not enjoy it because of love for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother who has been working for Catholic Church since I was very young told me that if we just go to mass without changing ourselves, we are not Catholic indeed. Faith should come with action. She added that I have to love Filipinos and do good things for them because all of us are same and have received a great love from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Filipinos love their neighborhood and country as much as they love God so that the Philippines will be well off. I am sure that love is the keyword which Filipinos should remember. We cannot change the sinful structure at once. It should start from person. Love must start in everybody in a small scale and have to grow. A lot of things happen if we open up to love. Let¡¯s put away our prejudices and look at our worries with our new eyes. I discover that every person is worthy to be loved. Trust in love, because it makes changes possible. Love changes you and me. It changes people, contexts and relationships. It changes the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please love your neighborhood and country. Jesus Christ said that whatever we do to others we do to Him. In the Philippines, there is God who are abused and abandoned. There is God who is crying for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a child, teach them how to love the Philippines. Teach them why they have to love their neighborhood and country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already know that God also will be very happy if you love others. That's all I really want to ask you Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeyoun Kim&lt;br /&gt;September, 2003&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114322011516671097?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114322011516671097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=114322011516671097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114322011516671097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114322011516671097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/03/essay-about-philippines.html' title='An Essay About The Philippines'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-114105914739292957</id><published>2006-02-28T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:53:05.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas tuso</title><content type='html'>Sa mga nangyayari ng nakalipas na araw, hindi ko talaga alam kung paano ako tutugon sa mga pangyayari. Noong mas bata pa ako, malinaw sa akin kung ano ang pananaw ko sa mga ganitong bagay. Kaya nga pumunta ako noon sa EDSA kasama ng mga magulang ko dahil sa kamusmusan ko. Napansin ko sa sarili ko na naging "apathetic" o walang pakialam sa mga pangyayari sa aking paligid. Marahil ay dala na rin ng linya ng pag-aaral ko o kaya ay sa dami ng ginagawa ko. Ngayon lang ulit ako makakapagsalita tungkol sa mga isyung politikal at ngayon lang ako makakagawa ng ganitong post na sabihin na nating medyo may konti, konti lang namang anghang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang masasabi ko sa pangulo, mas tuso siya kay Marcos. Isipin niyo na lang, wala pa ngang nangayayi ginagawan na nila ng aksyon ang mga sinasabi nilang "conspirators" o mga nag kuntsaba upang mapatalsik sa puwesto ang pangulo. Wala naman ako sa posisyon para sa sabihin na ang pangulo ang tuso. Marahil ang mas tuso ay ang mga nakapaligid sa kanya. Noong panahon naman yata ni Marcos ay may mga nangyari muna tulad ng mga demonstrasyon bago niya pinahuli ang mga gusto niyang ipahuli. Ngayon talagang inuunahan niya na ang mga kalaban niya bago pa man ito umatake sa kanya. Grabe, mas tuso pa siya kay Marcos. Naisip kaya ni Marcos noon 'yun? Siguro kaya mas naging tuso ang gobyerno ngayon dahil alam na nila ang pattern ng pagpapabagsak ng gobyerno dahil doon din naman sila nagsimula 'di ba? Kailangang malaman ng kasalukuyang pamunuan na ito ay nalulok sa kapangyarihan hindi dahil sa isang konstitusyonal na paraan ngunit dahil sa sigaw ng lansangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, kung sakali namang mapatalsik nga nila ang pangulo sa kanyang puwesto, ano naman ang mangyayari? Sila ang papalit? Para sa akin, pare-pareho lang sila. Wala silang ibang hangad kundi ang KAPANGYARIHAN! Hindi na nila kailangang magbalat-kayo na ginagawa nila ito upang maakit ang simpatiya ng mamamayan.  Alam naman ng ibang mamamayan,isa na ako doon, na ang gusto lang talaga nila ay magkaroon ng kapangyarihan na mapatako itong bansa. Pare-pareho lang kayong GANID!MGA MAPAGBALAT-KAYO. AT KAYO NAMANG NASA PALASYO AY MGA TUKO! KAYA NAGKAKAROON NG LAND SLIDE EH. GUSTONG IPAMUKHA NA GUSTO NANG MABURA...MABURA ANG KABULUKAN NG SISTEMANG ITO. NAISAKRIPISYO PA TULOY ANG BUHAY NG MGA KABABAYAN NATIN SA LEYTE NGUNIT HINDI NIYO PA RIN NAKIKITA ANG IBIG IPAHIWATIG NG TRAHEDYANG IYON!KILABUTAN SANA KAYO!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-114105914739292957?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/114105914739292957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=114105914739292957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114105914739292957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/114105914739292957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2006/02/mas-tuso.html' title='Mas tuso'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113588005088655021</id><published>2005-12-30T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:14:04.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcotics mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/d/d3/DaeJangGeum2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/d/d3/DaeJangGeum2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcotics mode?? Ang simpleng term diyan ay adik ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO adik ako..adik sa mga koreanovela..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di naman ako sobrang adik na as in lahat na ng  koreanovela binibili ko,nagpupunta sa mga forums at nagpopost ng mga pictures ng korean stars,nagpupuyat para maghanap ng info etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpleng adik lang ako. Di naman ako yung tipong handang mamatay para sa idol. Sobra naman yun. Paisa-isa lang naman ang mga koreanovela na pinapanood ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At isa na dito ngayon ang "Dae Jang Geum" o mas kilala sa Pilipinas na "Jewel in the Palace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang series na ito ay isang historical drama at hindi contemporary tulad ng mga mas naunang pinalabas dito sa Pilipinas. Talagang tungkol ito sa kultura at kasaysayan ng Korea noong panahon ni Haring JungJong yata. Di ako sigurado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit na ganoon ang setting niya, nag-click pa rin sa panglasa ng Pinoy ang drama na ito dahil kapupulutan nga naman talaga ng aral ang buhay ng tauhan dito na si Jang Geum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamilyar ang mga Pilipino sa plot na ito. Yung tipong bida na pinahihirapan ng mga kontra bida at sa huli ay nagtatagumpay ang bida. Ayon nga sa isang sociologist, mahilig ang mga Pilipino sa mga underdog na bida kaya masasabi ko na medyo pumapatok ito ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang sinusulat ko ito, sa TV ngayon (GMA-7), wala pa sa kalahati ang istorya. Medyo mahaba talaga ang drama na ito kumpara sa ibang drama ng mga Koreano na na-export na dito sa ating bansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit 'di nangangahulugan nito na ako ay hindi na makabansa. Bagamat nahihilig ako sa ganitong linya ng mga programa, di ko pa rin nalilimot ang sarili nating industriya. Hindi naman ako naghahangad na maging isang manunulat o maging bahagi ng nasabing industriya ngunit, maari silang kumuha ng mga ideya sa mga ganitong programa. Tulad nitong Dae Jang Geum. Bakit di kaya sila gumawa ng mga historical drama na pantelibisyon? Yung tipong pang primetime talaga. Engrande, magandang paglalahad ng istorya, bakit hindi 'di ba? Kung nagagawa ng mga kapitbahay natin, 'di ba natin iyon magagawa? Siguro nga medyo salat tayo sa pananalapi upang maisakatuparan ang mga nasabing layunin. Kailangan muna nating punan ang mga simpleng pangangailangan ng isang tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana makamit ng ating idustriya ang nakamit ng ating mga kapitbahay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113588005088655021?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113588005088655021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113588005088655021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113588005088655021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113588005088655021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/12/narcotics-mode.html' title='Narcotics mode'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113587865609360996</id><published>2005-12-30T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:50:56.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who bothers anyway?</title><content type='html'>Sa totoo lang, di ko naman talaga naging ugali na isulat ang lahat ng nangyayari sa akin eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko alam kung bakit pero,mukhang di ko lang talaga ugali ang magsulat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag naiisip ko nang magsulat, tinatamad na akong gawin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nasasayangan ako sa ideas ko eh, lam mo yun? Andun na eh,isusulat mo na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis kasi yung mag circumstances eh, may point na naglalag yung connection mo  kaya ayaw mo na magsulat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon pa naman na kailangan ko magsulat para sa org namin. So, I'll just put my thoughts in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaya nga ng title ko, who bothers? Sino nga ba ang isang luku-lukong magbabasa ng mga sinulat ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero come to think of it, bakit nga ba most people keep blogs? Siguro para sa iba, siguro para sa sarili nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan nakakatuwang magbalik sa mga alalang napagdaanan mo na. Halimbawa, noong panahon na iyon, you were so in love with this person at ngayon, nalaman mo nang di kayo para sa isa't isa talaga and you have learned to let go. Kaya who bothers? ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I write something, I shall read this to remind me that I should not only write for the sake of others but also for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113587865609360996?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113587865609360996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113587865609360996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113587865609360996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113587865609360996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/12/who-bothers-anyway.html' title='Who bothers anyway?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113345365898375013</id><published>2005-12-01T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:14:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of keyboards and other peripherals(mas ok na version)</title><content type='html'>Since sinimulan ko kagai ang pagpopost tungkol sa aking "keyboard" experience, itutuloy ko na ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night,errrr...I mean day, naisipan ko na pag-uwi ko ay lilinisin ko ang keyoard ko kasi medyo sumasabit na yung mga keys  at para mas masarap ang mag-type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edi the usual thing na ginagawa ko is to remove all the keys(when I say all, I mean all the keys grabe). Isa-isa ko silang tinanggal and true enough,maduminga ang nasa ilalim ng mga keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron ako ditong isang kalahating litor ng alcohol(ay alcologne lang pala..hehehe) kaya ok lang na gamitin yun na panglinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil noong araw,nabasa na ang keyboard ko at hindi ito nag-function ng maigi, napagtanto ko na ingatang wag mabasa ang loob ng keyboard at baka mag short circuit( which means na walang current...urrrghhh...circuits!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true enough(again!), nabasa nga ang loob ng circuit ng keyboard ko. If you're not familiar of how a circuit of a keyoboard looks like, it's like a plastic sheet na may mga drawing drawing eklavuh na matutunan ko rin pagdating ng panahon kunga no ang explanation dun. But for now, all I cans ay is that the "plastic sheet" like circuit is the one responsible for making your computer read the texts that you input in the system(naman!ang technical!waaahhh....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ayun. Pinunasan ko yung basang parte ng circuit(kasi nga naman parang plastic lang siya at di niya ina-absorb ang liquid). At matapos nun ay binalik ko na yung likod nung keyboard(siyempre, I have to unscrew the whole thing and screw it again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung tinesting ko nung una, ayos naman. Pero nung bumalik ako galing sa panonood ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinoy Big Brother&lt;/span&gt; ay di na gumagana ang ibang mga keys!!!!waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro mga naka-limang beses ako o higit pa ng kakaukas at kakabalik ng screw. Naloka na nga ako nun eh. Akala ko nga eh nasira na yung pinaka-circuit niya. Iyon pala, di lang mahigpit ang pagkakascrew kaya hindi nagfufunction nang maayos ang keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil sa mga pangyayaring ito, namulat ako sa mga nilalaman ng keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of the readers, ang keyboard, maliban sa ginagamit natin na pang type, ay mayroon pang internal parts. Sa loob nito ay mayroong:&lt;br /&gt;1)"plastic sheet" like circuit na naglilink sa PC mo mula sa computer.may tatlong layers nga pala ito at yung nasa gitna...hmmm..mukhang mga semicon yata yung mga yun di ako sure&lt;br /&gt;2)mga gummy thingys na nagiging dahiln kung bakit nababasa mo ang tinype ko. bale, sa pagpindot mo ng key, saay ding lumulubog ang "gummy thingy" na ito at lumalapat duon sa "plastic sheet' like circuit&lt;br /&gt;3)mini circuit.nakikita mo ba iyong tatlong ilaw sa may upper right corner?oo may circuit diyan.diyan din nakakabit yung wire nung keyboard. at diyan ay may parang fastener na gawa yata sa goma o soft plastic yata(di ako sure).&lt;br /&gt;dun sa likod ng circuit(green part) ay mayroong parang black  na nakdakit. di ko alam kung ano yun. sa circuit mismo aymay tatlong diode(para makita mo kung ano yung caps lock,num lock at scroll lock). may capacitor din na may 10 micro farads at may rating na 25V. may resistor din na isa na 51 kilo ohms na may +/- 5% pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyan,mahirap mag-ayos ng keyboard. Buti na lang at naayos ko na yung sa akin.hahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113345365898375013?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113345365898375013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113345365898375013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113345365898375013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113345365898375013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/12/of-keyboards-and-other-peripheralsmas.html' title='of keyboards and other peripherals(mas ok na version)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113336009252350996</id><published>2005-11-30T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:14:52.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of keyboards and other peripherals(tamad version..err i mean...brain drained version)</title><content type='html'>ayan...obviously, dahil nakapagpost ako....nakakapagtype ako sa aking pinakamamahal na keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now more than ever..natutunan kong mahalin ang keyboard ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kagabi, akala ko,kailangan ko na nang bumili ng panibagong keyboard dahil akala ako nasira na siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ngayon ay tinatamad na ako magpost dahil drained ang utak ko....&lt;br /&gt;naubos na sa mechanics at sa circuits....&lt;br /&gt;aga ko pa pumasok kanina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro mamaya pagkatapos ng Big Brother kapag ginanahan ulit ako....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113336009252350996?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113336009252350996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113336009252350996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113336009252350996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113336009252350996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/11/of-keyboards-and-other.html' title='of keyboards and other peripherals(tamad version..err i mean...brain drained version)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113300410736454492</id><published>2005-11-26T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:21:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psycho???</title><content type='html'>*waaahhhh!!!!me and my friend(s)....(i think...di ako sure kung laht ba kami...)...ah ok..marami sa amin...are totally shocked errr...i think the right term is psyched...dahil sa film na "The Exorcism of Emily Rose"&lt;br /&gt;kung tutuusin,simpleng movie lang siya...you know, the basics of a horror film..it's all about timing...timing ng scoring sa movie...pag nakuha mo ng tama,matatakot mo ang mga tao kahit na simpleng ngumanga lang yung bida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ayos din eh....na-sapsyche ako.....damn....ayokong ipikit ang mga mata ko sa takot na di ko na ito mamulat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang masasamang forces na involved naman sa movie kasi ay unseen forces...actually the movie is not that very visual...hindi rin ganun ka-psyche tulad ng the ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang...kasi I searched for the real story that the movie has based its plot on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the name of the girl just lingered on my mind...kainis...ayoko na isulat yung name ng girl dito....lalo lang maglilinger....grrr...and now nakita ko na yung pic niya...and her grave...kainis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero one way to releave this nerve wracking experience,nanood na lang ako ng my little bride(yung hindi tagalized ha!!!may kopya ako dito sa bahay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think happy thoughts...yan na lang ang maipapayo ko sa sarili ko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113300410736454492?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113300410736454492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113300410736454492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113300410736454492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113300410736454492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/11/psycho.html' title='psycho???'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113233197264546414</id><published>2005-11-19T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:39:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Grip</title><content type='html'>man,we just had our mec quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe last two quiz na lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko nga 50 na naman ako dun grabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish ko lang talaga pumasa ako sa subject na ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, bukas manonood na ako ng harry potter!yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113233197264546414?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113233197264546414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113233197264546414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113233197264546414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113233197264546414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/11/losing-grip_19.html' title='Losing Grip'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113215940539971040</id><published>2005-11-17T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:43:25.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>etymology</title><content type='html'>etymology...a study of the origin of words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang word for the day ay "TSUGI"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saan nga ba nagmula ang salitang tsugi na kung saan ginagamit na slang para sa "namatay"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang nanonood kasi ako ng "Panday", may mga scenes doon kasi na nililibing yung mga tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagkaroon tuloy kami ng diskusiyon tungkol sa paglilibing noong araw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namention tuloy ng tatay ko na noong panahon ng liberation ay may nagiisang punerarya sa may Sta cruz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di pa uso daw masyado noon ang punerarya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang puneraryang ito ay ang punerarya QUIGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko tuloy na dito nagmula ang salitang "tsugi"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o db?hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113215940539971040?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113215940539971040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113215940539971040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113215940539971040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113215940539971040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/2005/11/etymology.html' title='etymology'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14246018024109780589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113083852081754260</id><published>2005-11-02T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T17:48:40.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month to go....</title><content type='html'>isang buwan na lang pasko na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 days na lang din ang nalalabi sa 100 days ng mga housemates sa loob ng bahay ni kuya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at isang buwan na lang matatapos na ang term namin.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaa.....hirap nga talaga ng engineering....kailangan ng extra effort o kaya ay force para magkaroon ng mgandang resultant(waaaa...nu ba yan...i sound like mechanics.....grrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week matatapos na ang "Ikaw ang Lahat sa Akin"....ewan ko ba sa nanay ko at masyado niyang gusto yun.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ang papalit dito ay ang Panday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a change kaya...gumawa ako ng blog sa isang tv show na magsisimula sa umpisa(nye ano ba yun...)&lt;br /&gt;watch out na lang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natapos ko na nga yung "Wonderful Life"....ok naman....maganda siya!!!!!ganun na lang daw ba...?...hehehe...i'll find time to make a complete review of this drama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the mean time....ito na muna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasukan na naman kasi bukas eh...grrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113083852081754260?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y234/mathgrl_panatiko/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18438128.post-113069089298524746</id><published>2005-10-31T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:48:12.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ottok chi nae se yo?????</title><content type='html'>currently addicted:wonderful life&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;gusto ko lang yung story line niya......medyo cliche nga yung plot...not wanting a baby at an early age...forcing into a marriage because of a baby....oh welll...nakakatuwa kasi yung pagkaka-execute nila sa kanialng characters kaya OK!!!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;today is a very dragging day....katulad nga ng nasabi ko eh addicted ako ngayon sa "wonderful life"....nabili ko lang yan sa DV ng 200!!!!imagine????vcd lang kasi....kung DVD...450 siya...pero ok pa rin....less than $10 for the whole series?????waw!!!!!!kaya pabili na kayo sa DV(divisoria)....hehehehe....yun lang ang ginawa ko siguro halos maghapon...malapit ko na siya matapos....walang episode na hindi ako na-touch....huhuhuhu,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"ttok chi nae se yo???"...title of my post for today....that is the korean phrase for "how are you?".....sagot ko???"kwen cha na...aigoo....annyo...bianne oppa...oppa...chu wa ne yo...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18438128-113069089298524746?l=mapuanadik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapuanadik.blogspot.com/feeds/113069089298524746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18438128&amp;postID=113069089298524746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18438128/posts/default/113069089298524746'/><link rel='self' 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a new blog instead of updating the previous blogs that I had because the last time that I was able to update it was last March....damn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh anyway...it's 3 in the morning........di ako kakanta 'no....hehehehe...it's just that..I can't sleep kasi....I was watchimh "Wonderful Life" and it is soooooo adddiiicctivve!!!!is it because of the adorable Shin Bi?or is it because I'm a hopeless romantic(am I romantic).....errrrr....I'm lonely that I want it so much?????hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kahit na nanood ako ng pahapyaw ng "Gone With The Wind"...di pa rin ako makatulog....nakakainis!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*siguro kaya hindi ako makatulog kasi uminom ako ng dalwang shot ng Gran Matador??????hmmm....maganda palang uminom ng alak kung gusto mong magpuyat...aba!magawa nga yan sa susunod....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kaya ito...nag OL na lang ako para matapos kona yung pinapa DL sa akin.....para may kuwarta na naman ang lola mo!!!!hehehehe&lt;div 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