<?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-9712144</id><updated>2012-01-01T17:59:22.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Suzerain Presidium Exonerating in a Jiggery-Pokery Despicable Electroencephalograph</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my electronically-operated diary. Here, you are free to read everything your eyes can summon to... but be careful, for your eyes are sometimes unreliable, it may take you to other worlds....and sometimes.....someone is watching over you while you're reading this introduction... Beware......for you'll never know what really happened.......YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!! 
~~~ Polymerase Chain Reaction Amplified Oligonucleotide Directed Mutagenesis ~~~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3417219084544606418</id><published>2011-10-05T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:34:23.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel</title><content type='html'>Cheerful. Passion. Enthusiasm.&lt;div&gt;Alone. Taken for Granted. Numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-3417219084544606418?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3417219084544606418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3417219084544606418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3417219084544606418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3417219084544606418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/feel.html' title='Feel'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3329144199038968047</id><published>2011-05-25T07:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T07:38:54.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On from the Edge of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; " &gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.54em; font-size: 13px; "&gt;The statement given by Virginie Razzano after losing at the French Open. Very heartfelt. (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/tennis/blog/busted_racquet/post/Frenchwoman-Razzano-competes-eight-days-after-de?urn=ten-wp872"&gt;Yahoo News!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.54em; font-size: 13px; "&gt;A full transcript of Razzano's statement was recently released. It's both  heartbreaking and triumphant and certainly worth reading in full. Razzano was responding to a question about how she summoned the strength to play on Tuesday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 30px; line-height: 1.54em; font-size: 13px; "&gt;It's painful. It's hard. If I did it, it's for Stéphane. But also for me, because what he wanted, he wanted me to play. He wanted me to continue to go on with my life, even if in these very painful circumstances, very difficult circumstances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 30px; line-height: 1.54em; font-size: 13px; "&gt;But he has faith in me. He knows I have this strength that he also had, and this is also why we worked so well together. We had courage. We fought together day after day. And if I played today, it's because I had to do it, and this well, there is no word. It was as if it was something written. I grabbed all my courage. I don't have much. I'm very fragile. I feel lonely, and even though there are many people around me supporting me, but I still have the strength in me that keeps me standing up and moving on step by step.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 30px; line-height: 1.54em; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I'm mourning right now, and it's difficult, especially when you lose someone, someone who was, I'm sorry, who was, who will forever be the man of my life whom I love and will always love. I have beautiful memories in good times and not so good times. And that's a history that's alive; that we built together for 11 years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 30px; line-height: 1.54em; font-size: 13px; "&gt;And I'll continue to build through my sport, through my passion, tennis. That gives me strength. That gives me courage and mental strength.&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/9712144-3329144199038968047?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3329144199038968047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3329144199038968047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3329144199038968047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3329144199038968047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving-on-from-edge-of-life.html' title='Moving On from the Edge of Life'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8348344189248503018</id><published>2011-04-22T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:16:10.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Song</title><content type='html'>While cleaning out my computer, I saw this song saved in a text file. The song probably came from a movie which I took note of. Such beautiful meaning though, generally applies to me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made up my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't care what other people say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as long as you feel the same way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would go to the end of the world with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's not easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to convenience myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You giving up is what scares me the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love needs courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to face the rumors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I hurt you with my capriciousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"can you remind me gently? I know I am impatient."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's because I don't want to miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love needs courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to face the rumors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I need is a firm look from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then my love would have meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We need courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to believe in us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can feel you through the crowd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put your heart in my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ever since I saw you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i knew you were different from anyone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i was not brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not brave enough to stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-8348344189248503018?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8348344189248503018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8348344189248503018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8348344189248503018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8348344189248503018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-song.html' title='Beautiful Song'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-942580953982202546</id><published>2011-02-01T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:25:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final ER Chair Requirements</title><content type='html'>If you plan to be the next Education and Research Chairperson and you were CURIOUS enough to go to the url posted in my requirements, then you're in the right track. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curiosity goes a long way, and with that comes your final and important requirements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Who was the famous character in the background of my requirements?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Write on my chatbox (in the right side) your personal message to me. Use the answer in (1) as the "name".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Preparations for Stat-is-Eeks can be so hard especially since the judges are very particular with DETAIL, that's why I want you to identify ALL errors in my requirements poster in the tambayan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Write all my requirements in a Law Blue Book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'll see you on the 18th of February. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck! I believe in YOU and what YOU can do for our beloved EDUCATION and RESEARCH COMMITTEE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-942580953982202546?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/942580953982202546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=942580953982202546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/942580953982202546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/942580953982202546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/final-er-chair-requirement.html' title='Final ER Chair Requirements'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1519667492047596942</id><published>2010-11-02T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:23:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kristen Stewart was spotted wearing this shirt. Could someone get me one for Christmas or my birthday? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TM-8JH1jLYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JrUAEvrCcrI/s1600/shirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TM-8JH1jLYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JrUAEvrCcrI/s400/shirt.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534849331970125186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1519667492047596942?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1519667492047596942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1519667492047596942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1519667492047596942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1519667492047596942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/cool-shirt.html' title='Cool Shirt'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TM-8JH1jLYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JrUAEvrCcrI/s72-c/shirt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6908629808604102563</id><published>2010-09-21T04:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T05:53:24.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Nighter</title><content type='html'>The strobe lights are moving to the beat of the music. When we're together everything just comes together. So inspired by the moment. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what it is, but I know its something we both feel. Until then, I don't know what will happen. ..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-6908629808604102563?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6908629808604102563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6908629808604102563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6908629808604102563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6908629808604102563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-nighter.html' title='All Nighter'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-5219894144975789538</id><published>2010-08-02T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:52:27.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Telling Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TFa-sh3QMaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/D6ThvSWNRtI/s1600/a-trophy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TFa-sh3QMaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/D6ThvSWNRtI/s400/a-trophy.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500793667093279138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's August and I've finally reached the cross roads between school, org, friends, career, and leisure. I gave it some thought and it sucks that I don't have all the time in the world to fulfill whatever's expected of me in the different aspects of my life. It's like everyone wants a piece of me, but I couldn't give. Maybe it's because I don't have anything to give, or that I don't have anything at all for myself! But there's always that word - FOCUS! I'll keep telling myself that. In order to be a winner, I have to think like a winner - act like a winner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After tonight, I'm putting my game face on. Every bad decision I've made in the past will all fade away. Time for the gold. It's GAME time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-5219894144975789538?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5219894144975789538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=5219894144975789538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5219894144975789538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5219894144975789538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/keep-telling-myself.html' title='Keep Telling Myself'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TFa-sh3QMaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/D6ThvSWNRtI/s72-c/a-trophy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-738883585003662061</id><published>2010-08-02T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T07:28:33.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stat 131 Tutorials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TFYC95xU-sI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UZiTv71cn04/s1600/ER+Tutorials+Teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TFYC95xU-sI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UZiTv71cn04/s400/ER+Tutorials+Teaser.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500587257382632130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-738883585003662061?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/738883585003662061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=738883585003662061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/738883585003662061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/738883585003662061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/stat-131-tutorials.html' title='Stat 131 Tutorials'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TFYC95xU-sI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UZiTv71cn04/s72-c/ER+Tutorials+Teaser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-2399048033845522166</id><published>2010-07-26T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T10:25:37.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to Spice things Up</title><content type='html'>I was thinking of having to shake things up a bit, especially with my life. A remix of some sort perhaps, like the newly released Lady Gaga: The Remix album! Super rad and awesome, my current favorite is the Deewan Remix of Just Dance, truly fantastic! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just two days after Heb's party, and I can still feel it kicking in. Had so much fun though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell week this week, hope I can make my way through. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-2399048033845522166?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2399048033845522166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=2399048033845522166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2399048033845522166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2399048033845522166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/need-to-spice-things-up.html' title='Need to Spice things Up'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4515890315965906876</id><published>2010-07-22T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:45:24.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Images</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TEfZzTYmYGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SpXCZBSO6Xs/s1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TEfZzTYmYGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SpXCZBSO6Xs/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496601345628987490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, everything came back to me. The memories that I had with you, the conversations we shared, and the company I've been longing for. Now that I see where you are right now, it makes more sense why we had to go our ways.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nice to look back, but I realized that it's just gonna be as it is - memories. There's no use to deny the past. You'll always be a part of me, you'll always be. It just hurts so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4515890315965906876?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4515890315965906876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4515890315965906876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4515890315965906876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4515890315965906876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/images.html' title='Images'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TEfZzTYmYGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SpXCZBSO6Xs/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-2761052964544422902</id><published>2010-07-15T04:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T04:41:29.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ER Bonding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TD4gioEuCrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vKP6lU2DwdA/s1600/ER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TD4gioEuCrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vKP6lU2DwdA/s400/ER.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493864374683437746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first ever bonding of the Education and Research Committee @Mercy's place. Super fun because of the very hospitable place, free-flowing food, abundant videoke, and complete attendance! Until next bonding! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-2761052964544422902?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2761052964544422902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=2761052964544422902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2761052964544422902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2761052964544422902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/er-bonding.html' title='ER Bonding!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/TD4gioEuCrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vKP6lU2DwdA/s72-c/ER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1415579276258126996</id><published>2010-06-30T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:40:45.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration Day</title><content type='html'>My first one with my well-developed sense of keenness and national identity, and quite frankly I'm not disappointed. At first it was kind of sad to see former President GMA vacate the position after such a long time. Love her or hate her, she did made most out of her term in improving some aspects of our country since Estrada's time. Nonetheless, I'll be looking forward for Pres. Aquino's term and what he'll bring to the table. It's time to step it up as a nation! Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally different note, having classes canceled just being in the house makes me feel so unproductive. I have been spending my time eating, sleeping, and surfing the internet. Maybe it's the cold weather or the lack of sheer motivation? Oh dear heavens, drop the bomb of any foreseeable sultry inspiration for me to ponder upon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1415579276258126996?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1415579276258126996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1415579276258126996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1415579276258126996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1415579276258126996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/06/inauguration-day.html' title='Inauguration Day'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1026847093026307183</id><published>2010-06-28T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:30:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stat-is-Eeks Prep</title><content type='html'>Just finished answering 15 problem-solving questions! It took me 10 hours to conceptualize, screen, and answer those questions! But I assure you they're of outstanding quality... Really looking forward for this year's big event... Thanks to the ER mems for submitting really good questions! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1026847093026307183?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1026847093026307183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1026847093026307183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1026847093026307183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1026847093026307183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/06/stat-is-eeks-prep.html' title='Stat-is-Eeks Prep'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-2380887546624712086</id><published>2010-06-26T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:12:43.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Revamp</title><content type='html'>I've recently enhanced this blog, prompting the revitalization of its contents. And so it will! I'll regularly post blog entries about my experiences in UP and life. I've already thought of a cool segment for this site. For now, I'll think of my next post. Hope you could read them. Thanks! Have a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-2380887546624712086?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2380887546624712086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=2380887546624712086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2380887546624712086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2380887546624712086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-revamp.html' title='Blog Revamp'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-224946259179963299</id><published>2009-08-08T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:42:46.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering</title><content type='html'>Stat 131 has officially painted my mind red. And after four hours, I'm still recovering from the mental torture. I would love to pass this exam, please! That's the dream.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good thing I ran into Who Wants to be a Millionaire on TV 5. Finally, an intelligent program in local Philippine television! How often do you find that at the same time! LMAO!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still have lot's of things to do: Stat 135 exams on Monday, tons of papers due this week, and a report for Psych. Yikes! (And yet I'm blogging :p)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know these times shall pass... &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/9712144-224946259179963299?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/224946259179963299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=224946259179963299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/224946259179963299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/224946259179963299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/recovering.html' title='Recovering'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1799826070080500492</id><published>2009-05-03T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:00:39.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Philippine Stock Market 15 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>    &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sf1mbAoKCtkAACLLpEk1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px;height: 360px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sf1mbAoKCtkAACLLpEk1/stockmarket.JPG?et=DzAD39qqXVSaLiTqlRwbFA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was reading Peter Bernstein's "Against the Gods" and came across this figure that depicted the Philippines as the best performing stock market from January 1992 through June 1994 with a monthly rate of return of 4%, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;even outperforming the Standard &amp; Poor's 500 Index. &lt;/span&gt;Of course, this was the beginning of the so-called real-estate bubble in the Philippines which eventually bursted two years after in 1996. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So what's the point in blogging this? Well, I noticed the author's consistent mispelling of our country ('Philipines' - appearing twice in the book) which I took as a hint of lousy copyreading. But then, it showcased how the Philippines faired in the global economy 15 years ago and to think how we've come at the present makes me think if we will be as prosperous as those years.&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/9712144-1799826070080500492?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1799826070080500492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1799826070080500492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1799826070080500492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1799826070080500492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/05/philippine-stock-market-15-years-ago.html' title='The Philippine Stock Market 15 Years Ago'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-7456431583662904532</id><published>2009-03-09T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:18:04.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of despair</title><content type='html'>I turn to You.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haaay.. just when I think I could handle it all, everything in my life would change eventually. I didn't realize how much I am handling is actually out of my reach. I seek too far to withstand it. But I don't fret. It's just that when you think everything is under control, you just don't know what the unexpected is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Likewise, I'm turning my eyes wide shut, and lay it all above me. Everything will work out again. I know it will. &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/9712144-7456431583662904532?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7456431583662904532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=7456431583662904532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7456431583662904532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7456431583662904532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-midst-of-despair.html' title='In the midst of despair'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4044687582885546333</id><published>2009-03-02T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:22:25.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIZEL MARIE "BERTA" CATAN for UP STATSOC INTERNAL VICE PRESIDENT</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: ms gothic,gothic;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Makatao&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Mapagkalinga&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;May magandang loob&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Matapat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Matuwid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;MakaDiyos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;May moralidad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Malakas ang loob&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Makatarungan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Demokratiko&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Pantay-pantay ang tingin sa lahat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Marunong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Magalang&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-weight: bold;font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Yan si &lt;font size="6"&gt;Berta&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wala ng mahihiling pa.&lt;br&gt;Wala ng hihingin pa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Re-elect &lt;font size="6"&gt;BERTa&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AIZEL MARIE "BERTA" CATAN for&lt;br&gt;INTERNAL VICE PRESIDENT&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4044687582885546333?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4044687582885546333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4044687582885546333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4044687582885546333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4044687582885546333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/aizel-marie-catan-for-up-statsoc.html' title='AIZEL MARIE &amp;quot;BERTA&amp;quot; CATAN for UP STATSOC INTERNAL VICE PRESIDENT'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-5263742039204837099</id><published>2009-03-02T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:21:25.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EFRILSAN "EF" ABELADO for UP STATSOC EDUCATION and RESEARCH COMMITTEE CHAIRPERSON</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" size="3"&gt;From the genetic pool of bright and outstanding minds, there arises a leader - a leader who truly exemplifies the values and ideals of an Education and Research Committee member. I believe that EF will do wonders with ER. So let us stand together and put her in the rightful place.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: Verdana;" size="5"&gt;EFRILSAN "EF" ABELADO for &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: Verdana;" size="5"&gt;EDUCATION and RESEARCH COMMITTEE CHAIRPERSON&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" size="5"&gt;Why EF?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;Marunong makipagkapwa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;Bukas sa pagbabago&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;May paninindigan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;May paglalaan ng sarili&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;Matapang humarap sa isyu at suliranin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;Matalas ang paggagap sa isyu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;" size="5"&gt;Matalinghaga sa pagsasalita&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" size="5"&gt;Go for the gold-standard!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: comic sans ms;" size="5"&gt;EFER EFER!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family: comic sans ms;" size="5"&gt;EF for ER!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-5263742039204837099?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5263742039204837099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=5263742039204837099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5263742039204837099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5263742039204837099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/efrilsan-abelado-for-up-statsoc.html' title='EFRILSAN &amp;quot;EF&amp;quot; ABELADO for UP STATSOC EDUCATION and RESEARCH COMMITTEE CHAIRPERSON'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-2464903226979107669</id><published>2009-03-02T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:19:38.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KATHRINA "KATHY" RAMOS for UP STATSOC SECRETARY</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Palapit na ang araw ng eleksyon kaya naman, tayo'y bumoto nang tama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KATHY for SECRETARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: comic sans ms;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Why Kathy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;From my &lt;font size="5"&gt;personal &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;perspective&lt;/font&gt;, siya ay: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Charismatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: courier new,courier;"&gt;Persevering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;Eloquent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Persuasive in Speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Compassionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Approachable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: ms gothic,gothic;"&gt;Sociable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;Practical-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Open-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: courier new,courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;Maternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: ms gothic,gothic;"&gt;Good planner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Dynamic organizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So kanino pa ba tayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kay KATHY na! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gogogo KATHY sa SEC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Be SECtually Active!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-2464903226979107669?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2464903226979107669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=2464903226979107669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2464903226979107669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2464903226979107669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/kathrina-ramos-for-up-statsoc-secretary.html' title='KATHRINA &amp;quot;KATHY&amp;quot; RAMOS for UP STATSOC SECRETARY'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8007277078566977157</id><published>2009-01-28T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:03:16.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Season 2</title><content type='html'>  I just saw this announcement while watching "Much 'I Do' About Nothing" a while ago. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Season 2 of Gossip Girl premiers February 3, Tuesday, at 8pm on ETC.&lt;br&gt;Replays on Wednesdays 5pm and on Mondays 10am.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, a new season of One Tree Hill will be shown on February 4, Wednesday, at 8pm on ETC.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy viewing!&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/9712144-8007277078566977157?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8007277078566977157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8007277078566977157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8007277078566977157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8007277078566977157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/01/gossip-girl-season-2.html' title='Gossip Girl Season 2'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6150947566173082544</id><published>2009-01-12T09:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:08:36.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Be Thinking a Lot of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>studying Fil 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to Coldplay and One Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about differential equations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making the script for our movie and stand-up comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering the old times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, it's hard to put all those things in my mind at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm holding on your rope got me ten feet off the ground ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-6150947566173082544?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6150947566173082544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6150947566173082544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6150947566173082544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6150947566173082544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-must-be-thinking-lot-of-things.html' title='I Must Be Thinking a Lot of Thoughts'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-9147692665959129110</id><published>2009-01-09T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:53:24.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haggard Day</title><content type='html'>tomorrow will be Stat Wars. I can't wait. I'll be the scorer so I have to keep an eye on everything. Also, I will review for my Fil 40 exam on Wednesday. Lot's of things to do and I hope I could do them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Miguel Ruffy's birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched episode 14 of Gossip Girl. Ah, just loved Chuck and Blair still. Hope that mysterious Lily-Rufus lovechild will be revealed soon. Blair and Jack anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing line of gossip girl herself:&lt;br /&gt;"... but the past is always with us - just waiting to mess with the present. And when it does, I'll be watching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall take a good night sleep. ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-9147692665959129110?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9147692665959129110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=9147692665959129110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/9147692665959129110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/9147692665959129110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/01/haggard-day.html' title='Haggard Day'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1606845795153870366</id><published>2009-01-09T05:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:00:41.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[none]</title><content type='html'>just a quick one. I was listening to The National's "Slow Show" all night. I feel inspired to move over and start winning. I'm willing to give up everything just to live a peaceful life. Haha emo. But anyway, I just wanted to get this one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in 2 hours. Better prepare. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1606845795153870366?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1606845795153870366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1606845795153870366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1606845795153870366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1606845795153870366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2009/01/none.html' title='[none]'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1172628806420438008</id><published>2008-12-25T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:21:25.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back at Twenty O Eight</title><content type='html'>The things I did in 2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got this from Leslie. Thanks!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x] lost a friend yet i do not feel bad (not bad..)&lt;br&gt;[x] stayed single almost the whole year (and happy!)&lt;br&gt;[ ] kissed in the snow&lt;br&gt;[ ] kissed in the rain&lt;br&gt;[ ] fell up stairs&lt;br&gt;[x] walked into a glass door (in TriNoma I think)&lt;br&gt;[ ] had a stalker&lt;br&gt;[ ] questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br&gt;[ ] came out of the closet&lt;br&gt;[ ] got pregnant&lt;br&gt;[ ] got somebody else pregnant&lt;br&gt;[ ] had an abortion&lt;br&gt;[ ] got married&lt;br&gt;[ ] had a divorce&lt;br&gt;[ ] had a gay marriage&lt;br&gt;[ ] kissed someone of the same sex&lt;br&gt;[ ] dated someone you'll never forget dating&lt;br&gt;[ ] found someone you really loved (already done years ago)&lt;br&gt;[x] lost faith in love for a while (its been a long while... haha)&lt;br&gt;[x] done something you've regretted (yep, ouch)&lt;br&gt;[x] lost someone (my grandma...)&lt;br&gt;[ ] kissed under mistletoe&lt;br&gt;[ ] caught a shoplifter&lt;br&gt;[ ] been caught shoplifting&lt;br&gt;[x] got a promotion (is being a Vice Chairperson a promotion? haha)&lt;br&gt;[ ] changed jobs&lt;br&gt;[ ] lost your job&lt;br&gt;[ ] quit your job&lt;br&gt;[x] applied for a job (Executive Director, fun!)&lt;br&gt;[ ] dated a co-worker&lt;br&gt;[ ] dated your boss&lt;br&gt;[ ] got fired from your job&lt;br&gt;[x] got straight A's (Summer! Haha)&lt;br&gt;[ ] met one teacher you really like&lt;br&gt;[x] met one teacher you really hate (hate you sir! haha)&lt;br&gt;[x] found one thing you love doing (not yet anyways...)&lt;br&gt;[ ] failed a class&lt;br&gt;[x] cut class (GE 1!)&lt;br&gt;[x] got into a verbal fight with a class mate (you know who you are!)&lt;br&gt;[ ] got into a fist fight with a class mate&lt;br&gt;[x] did something you were proud of (manage the Awitan Team)&lt;br&gt;[x] discovered a new talent (from Awitan: Ate Kate, Hebs,  Kuya Ox, Jong, Ate Keith, Kris, and Mic. Galing ninyo!)&lt;br&gt;[ ] gave the teachers a reason to teach&lt;br&gt;[x] proved to yourself that you're an idiot (in some aspects)&lt;br&gt;[ ] embarrassed yourself in front of the class&lt;br&gt;[ ] fell in love with a teacher&lt;br&gt;[ ] was in a school play&lt;br&gt;[x] were involved in something you'll never forget (dami)&lt;br&gt;[ ] got sent to the office&lt;br&gt;[ ] painted a picture&lt;br&gt;[ ] wrote a poem&lt;br&gt;[ ] ran a mile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] listened to music you cant stand&lt;br&gt;[ ] double dipped&lt;br&gt;[ ] skinny-dipped&lt;br&gt;[X] went to a sleep over (dami rin)&lt;br&gt;[ ] went camping&lt;br&gt;[x] threw a surprise party (cell groupmates!)&lt;br&gt;[x] had a party thrown for you (more like dinner)&lt;br&gt;[x] laughed til you cried (Blades of Glory!, SNL Skit with Tina Fey as Sarah Palin)&lt;br&gt;[ ] slept the whole day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x] flirted with a girl/boy/girlfriend/boyfriend (haha)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] visited a different country&lt;br&gt;[ ] cooked a gross meal&lt;br&gt;[x] lost something important to you (My phone memory! Lost my contacts, messages, and reminders!)&lt;br&gt;[x] got a gift you adore (Every gift, I adore.)&lt;br&gt;[x] realized something new about yourself (I'm responsible daw. haha)&lt;br&gt;[ ] went on a diet (more on work out)&lt;br&gt;[ ] tried to gain weight&lt;br&gt;[ ] tripped over a coffee table&lt;br&gt;[ ] dyed your hair&lt;br&gt;[x] came close to losing your life (while crossing the street)&lt;br&gt;[ ] lost someone close to you&lt;br&gt;[x] went to a party (whiteout, debuts, reunions, etc)&lt;br&gt;[x] drank alcohol (Whiteout!)&lt;br&gt;[x] drank alcohol underage (Whiteout!, I was 17 then)&lt;br&gt;[x] got drunk  (Whiteout! again! Darn.)&lt;br&gt;[x] read a great book (Smoke and Mirrors by Neil Gaiman)&lt;br&gt;[x] saw a great movie (The Dark Night, Ratatouille)&lt;br&gt;[x] pretended to like someone (hmmm this one's complicated)&lt;br&gt;[ ] saw a movie that made you cry&lt;br&gt;[ ] saw one of your favourite bands/artists live&lt;br&gt;[x] saw someone famous in person (Tessie Tomas! haha)&lt;br&gt;[x] got sick (flu, left hand fracture)&lt;br&gt;[ ] passed out on a floor&lt;br&gt;[x] met new people (of course!)&lt;br&gt;[x] played video games (during breaks, currently RollerCoaster Tycoon 3)&lt;br&gt;[x] enjoyed this year overall (Definitely!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Looking forward for 2009! I know there will be lot's in store for all of us. Happy Holidays!    &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/9712144-1172628806420438008?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1172628806420438008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1172628806420438008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1172628806420438008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1172628806420438008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/12/looking-back-at-twenty-o-eight.html' title='Looking Back at Twenty O Eight'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1632628873955109881</id><published>2008-12-14T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:38:54.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy and Proud. Good Job StatSoc Chorale!</title><content type='html'>A few times in your life someone will tell you something so right, so deeply true that it changes you forever. In my experience this wisdom, perhaps without knowing it, that I have longed to hear about was the perfection trap, the price you pay when you become ensnared in it, and the key to setting yourself free. I believe that when your success doesn't seem enough to the world but feels good in your heart, it is success after all.   &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/9712144-1632628873955109881?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1632628873955109881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1632628873955109881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1632628873955109881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1632628873955109881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-and-proud-good-job-statsoc.html' title='Happy and Proud. Good Job StatSoc Chorale!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3627206942016400899</id><published>2008-11-30T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:53:18.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Ground Blues </title><content type='html'>  In just 5 short hours, it will be December once more. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, it goes again - the laughter, the hopes, the lies, the family, the drama, the love. Who would have thought that a month of thanksgiving and splendor would turn out to be one of the most uncomfortable of the months. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or maybe its just that I'm bothered with so many things that I've been worrying about myself lately. Awitan, Exams, Birthday, the Holidays: the point is I'm not appreciating everything that I have and the things I'm doing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Reflecting alone might be an awkward option in December but it surely brings up an interesting point. Clearly, there's some sort of blockage. As Chuck said, "Perhaps one more go around just to clear the pipe." But I won't take that advice; I've had enough.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been thinking, how did this happen in the first place?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really don't know. All I knew was that I'm just trying to have fun but to no avail. Two years I've been nothing but a fluke, a coward, a disappointment. I'm not who you thought I was and you can't forgive that?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Someone told me to loosen it up, to let go of the past, and to be someone that I know I could be truly proud of. And maybe, that's exactly what I needed to hear. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even though I don't know how to make things go back to what they were, I won't miss you. I wouldn't be more proud of myself if I could be just that - indifferent and apathetic at your mere existence.&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/9712144-3627206942016400899?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3627206942016400899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3627206942016400899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3627206942016400899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3627206942016400899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/december-ground-blues.html' title='December Ground Blues '/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8494479656913657571</id><published>2008-11-07T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:48:08.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to My Year Dos - Semestre Dos</title><content type='html'>  For some unidentified reason, I post only my 2nd semester schedules. Who's my classmate?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="8"&gt;Schedule&lt;/th&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;th width="16%"&gt;Time&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Monday&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Thursday&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Friday&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Saturday&lt;/th&gt; 		&lt;th width="12%"&gt;Sunday&lt;/th&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr1"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;08:00 AM-08:30 AM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;ECON 11 WFB/WK2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;ECON 11 WFB/WK2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr2"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;08:30 AM-09:00 AM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Math 162 THR&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;ECON 11 WFB/WK2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Math 162 THR&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;ECON 11 WFB/WK2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr1"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;09:00 AM-10:00 AM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Math 162 THR&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Math 162 THR&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr2"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;10:00 AM-11:30 AM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Stat 122 THU2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Stat 125 WFU&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Stat 122 THU2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Stat 125 WFU&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr1"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;11:30 AM-01:00 PM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Kas 1 THV3&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Fil 40 WFV1&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Kas 1 THV3&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;Fil 40 WFV1&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr2"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;01:00 PM-02:00 PM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr1"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;02:00 PM-03:00 PM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;PE 2 CT WFJ&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;PE 2 CT WFJ&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 					&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr class="nps_tr2"&gt; 			&lt;td align="left"&gt;03:00 PM-04:00 PM&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt;ECON 11 WFB/WK2&lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 							&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy that my Math 162 is under the great Dr. Jose Maria L. Escaner IV who was also my prof in Math 55. One of the best.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stat 122 -&gt; Sir Ed. I can't be too happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kas 1 under Dr. Dolly Mibolos. Is she ok? I have my doubts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Econ 11 with Dr. Gerardo Sicat is somewhat ok coz I think I could learn many things from him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stat 125 is Maam Cherry. Ok!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fil 40 under Jovy Peregrino is a laugh trip they say. I could really use some humor this sem!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PE 2 Circuit Training with Dave Bercades is going to be a tough one. We had a fitness pre-test and my body still feels the pain of the squats and stretches we did. But I won't fret. I'm very optimistic about weight loss. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's all... Hope we all have a wonderful 2nd sem!!! ^^,&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/9712144-8494479656913657571?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8494479656913657571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8494479656913657571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8494479656913657571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8494479656913657571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/kudos-to-my-year-dos-semestre-dos.html' title='Kudos to My Year Dos - Semestre Dos'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3967438159483050627</id><published>2008-08-23T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:16:45.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Centrum Apps' Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK965goKCtkAAFrzPkI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97GwoKCtkAAF6SXYk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97MgoKCtkAAGJFd9g1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97yAoKCtkAAGlAoM41"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK971QoKCtkAAHGyzTw1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97-woKCtkAAG9evq81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98FAoKCtkAAHHa0hw1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98LwoKCtkAAHmu-hM1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's been a long time since I blogged about something here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, it was the Centrum Awards Night last night and without the shadow of a doubt they really deserve their awards. Here are some of my favorite moments (courtesy of Dar and Gelai).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK965goKCtkAAFrzPkI1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK965goKCtkAAFrzPkI1/DSC09149.JPG?et=6XryuLZb4I1k6LstMSAVcg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Their opening production number. It reminded me of ASAP because&lt;br&gt;the stage was full of people but it was effective. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK965goKCtkAAFrzPkI1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97GwoKCtkAAF6SXYk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK97GwoKCtkAAF6SXYk1/DSC09157.JPG?et=pM73Juk%2BSySbC9AjXxrnfA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Star for All Seasons in "Bata Bata Paano Ka Ginawa" pretty much &lt;br&gt;gave an award-winning effort. Shown here is Myka's acting talents&lt;br&gt;preluding to Vilma Santos.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97GwoKCtkAAF6SXYk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97MgoKCtkAAGJFd9g1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK97MgoKCtkAAGJFd9g1/DSC09177.JPG?et=b8oxy8ZPh5uVZb97wFG%2BVw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Angelica could only say best, this song is dedicated for those who&lt;br&gt;plan to break up with their significant other. Hmm, I see a rooting here from&lt;br&gt;the past. Indeed, a nice rendition of "Cool Off" by Yeng.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97MgoKCtkAAGJFd9g1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97yAoKCtkAAGlAoM41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK97yAoKCtkAAGlAoM41/DSC09202.JPG?et=2nKdST4VNh5BB6CHHzKyhw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who's lost from the Going Bulilit gang? Everyone was just astounded&lt;br&gt;by the cuteness of Kier dancing the "Dulce and the Tira Tira" song.&lt;br&gt;Oh and he break-ed dance at some parts of it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97yAoKCtkAAGlAoM41"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK971QoKCtkAAHGyzTw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK971QoKCtkAAHGyzTw1/DSC09192.JPG?et=I8kxXnxtlloA9i%2B3cJfgAg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Mikko's rendition of a Michael Buble song got off the hook. He sounded&lt;br&gt;just like it and the guitar is awesome.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK971QoKCtkAAHGyzTw1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97-woKCtkAAG9evq81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK97-woKCtkAAG9evq81/DSC09212.JPG?et=reKxCHSMIt%2BjwL03cSyRcA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marifel has two words for you: "F4 boo!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK97-woKCtkAAG9evq81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98FAoKCtkAAHHa0hw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK98FAoKCtkAAHHa0hw1/DSC09232.JPG?et=aPXLxHm5f28%2BMSN21tKH1Q&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was when the three little pigs and a fox had an encounter with&lt;br&gt;the present times. Funny as hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98FAoKCtkAAHHa0hw1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98LwoKCtkAAHmu-hM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK98LwoKCtkAAHmu-hM1/DSC09286.JPG?et=BtBuTHbQv17mySb13K0%2BAw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Background: I really hate that song "Way Back Into Love". It just sucks for me. &lt;br&gt;But the moment Canbie (Canter and Debbie couple/pairing/love team/real life friends...) &lt;br&gt;sang it, argh, I just had to give in. Add the very romantic gestures while singing&lt;br&gt;the song, everyone just melted. As Aby had said it, "high school love". &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98LwoKCtkAAHmu-hM1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninojoseph99.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK98QAoKCtkAAHU57KY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ninojoseph99.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK98QAoKCtkAAHU57KY1/DSC09299.JPG?et=ZSgYtSylWPuHOg6aaZWOGA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And no Apps' night would be complete without the gift giving with some &lt;br&gt;final songs. I got a Study Planner from my buddy Roni! Thanks so much!&lt;br&gt;Though studying is my least priority right now, I'll try my best to&lt;br&gt;maximize its use.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the members and alumni went aboard the stage and congratulated the Centrum apps for a job well done. Speaking of alumni, did anyone spot Kuya Jasper last night? Haha, I was surprised because he wasn't there with all the alumni coming. Some of the alumni: Kuya Paul, Kuya Ronald, Kuya Renzy, Kuya Karl, Ate Popples, Ate Tatia, Ate Riva,  and many more. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I had a great time. Congrats to the apps. Malapit na kaung maging mems! Gogo! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I shall study. *sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9712144-3967438159483050627?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3967438159483050627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3967438159483050627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3967438159483050627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3967438159483050627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/centrum-apps-night.html' title='Centrum Apps&amp;#39; Night'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3256669214513946314</id><published>2008-06-14T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T07:57:04.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakakatakot ang Multiply at Internet</title><content type='html'>Eto ang multiply page ni &lt;a href="http://princessduerre.multiply.com/journal/item/54/Mash_Game_Predict_Your_Future_at_eSPIN-the-Bottle"&gt;Nica&lt;/a&gt; na misteryosong naging post ko sa multiply. Gulat ako nang makita ko, never naman ako nagpost sa multiply recently at I certainly don't know mash. Naalala ko tuloy yung sinabi ni Nica kagabi sa Gamecrab na magkakaroon daw sya ng Silver Jaguar at magiging CPA lawyer sya. That's when I knew it was hers. Haha, pero ang gusto kong malaman, eh pano napunta yun sa blog ko? Scary! Feel ko may hacker...haha, bobo pa naman ako sa mga hi-tech. Dinelete ko na ung post sa blog ko dahil sa sobrang takot ko, haha. Haaay, maglolog-out na nga ako sa multiply every now and then. ^^,&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/9712144-3256669214513946314?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3256669214513946314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3256669214513946314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3256669214513946314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3256669214513946314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/nakakatakot-ang-multiply-at-internet.html' title='Nakakatakot ang Multiply at Internet'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4505005897363771872</id><published>2008-06-12T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T07:57:55.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vow for My Sophomore Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; I know something in me that I want to set free. &lt;br&gt;So I'm letting go of the past now and say hello to the love in my heart, &lt;br&gt;say hello to the light in my eyes. &lt;br&gt;I know that the world is spinning fast now. &lt;br&gt;I have to get myself a brand new start. &lt;br&gt;I'm not gonna let anybody steal my fun. &lt;br&gt;The future has a million roads for me to choose. &lt;br&gt;And once I find the right path, that would make me feel like me; &lt;br&gt;something fresh and something new.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4505005897363771872?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4505005897363771872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4505005897363771872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4505005897363771872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4505005897363771872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/vow-for-my-sophomore-year.html' title='A Vow for My Sophomore Year'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1457105677529898482</id><published>2008-06-05T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:07:39.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Week-long Sufferings of UP Enrolment</title><content type='html'> &lt;table id="the_table"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th width="16%"&gt; 							Time 						&lt;/th&gt; 						&lt;th width="12%"&gt; 							Monday 						&lt;/th&gt; 						&lt;th width="12%"&gt; 							Tuesday 						&lt;/th&gt; 						&lt;th width="12%"&gt; 							Wednesday 						&lt;/th&gt; 						&lt;th width="12%"&gt; 							Thursday 						&lt;/th&gt; 						&lt;th width="12%"&gt; 							Friday 						&lt;/th&gt; 						 						 					&lt;/tr&gt; 																																																																			&lt;tr&gt; 								&lt;td class="alt1" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); " align="center"&gt; 									08:30 AM - 10:00 AM 								&lt;/td&gt; 																																			&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			GE 1 WFR  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			GE 1 WFR  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				 																																				 																								&lt;/tr&gt; 																																																															&lt;tr&gt; 								&lt;td class="alt1" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); " align="center"&gt; 									10:00 AM - 11:00 AM 								&lt;/td&gt; 																																			&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Comm 3 WFU3  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Comm 3 WFU3  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				 																																				 																								&lt;/tr&gt; 																																																															&lt;tr&gt; 								&lt;td class="alt1" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); " align="center"&gt; 									11:00 AM - 11:30 AM 								&lt;/td&gt; 																																			&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Comm 3 WFU3  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			PE 2 CHL HEG  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Comm 3 WFU3  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				 																																				 																								&lt;/tr&gt; 																																																															&lt;tr&gt; 								&lt;td class="alt1" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); " align="center"&gt; 									11:30 AM - 01:00 PM 								&lt;/td&gt; 																																			&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			PE 2 CHL HEG  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				 																																				 																								&lt;/tr&gt; 																																																															&lt;tr&gt; 								&lt;td class="alt1" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); " align="center"&gt; 									01:00 PM - 02:30 PM 								&lt;/td&gt; 																																			&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Stat 121 THW  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Eng 30 WFW  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Stat 121 THW  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Eng 30 WFW  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				 																																				 																								&lt;/tr&gt; 																																																															&lt;tr&gt; 								&lt;td class="alt1" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); " align="center"&gt; 									02:30 PM - 04:00 PM 								&lt;/td&gt; 																																			&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Anthro 10 THX  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Stat 124 WFX  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Anthro 10 THX  									&lt;/td&gt; 																																				&lt;td class="alt2" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; 																			Stat 124 WFX &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;   &lt;br&gt;And the profs:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anthro 10     -   Carlos P. Tatel Jr.&lt;br&gt;Comm 3       -   Melanie M. Leano&lt;br&gt;Eng 30         -   Teresita M. Isidro&lt;br&gt;GE 1            -   TBA&lt;br&gt;PE 2 CHL     -   Lalaine Rosenda Juarez Perena&lt;br&gt;Stat 121       -   Therese Ann G. Capistrano&lt;br&gt;Stat 124       -   Wendell Q. Campano&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Comments:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Masaya ako sa schedule ko kasi 1pm ang klase ko sa Tuesday, wala akong klase ng Monday (para pede ako sa Cheerleading, extracurricular activities, at make-up classes ni Ma'am Therese), at 4pm ang end ng classes ko. May lunch break din kapag T,W, at F. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Excited na ako sa Comm 3, Eng 30, Stat 121, at Stat 124 kasi mababait ang mga prof ko dyan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pinakahuli kong nakuhang subject ay ang Eng 30. Grabeng stampede ang nangyari kanina sa DECL dept! Haha, ang dami talagang tao, buti na lang at kakilala namin yung nasa unahan ng pila kaya inabot na lang namin sa kanya ang aming mga 5A at Addmat. Pagkatapos ay kinansel ko rin ang aking Art Stud 1. Swerte pa at magaling at mabait ang prof sa Eng 30. ^^,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anthro 10...hmmm.... sabi nila si Sir Tatel ay isang OC na prof ngunit magaling naman daw sa pagtuturo. Go, ok lang! Hehe, tingin ko naman ay kakayanin ko siya. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PE 2 CHL, cheerleading..... haaaay.... super strict daw nitong si Ma'am Perena (also known as Ma'am Lala). Siya lang naman ang coach ng UP PEP Squad kaya ganoon ang kanyang level. I'll just make sure na wala akong mamimiss na mga games sa UAAP (bilang UP ang host this year!). Kaya nga sa WF ko lang nilagay ang karamihan ng aking mga subjects eh. Woo, good luck talaga sa akin! ^^,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang pinakasikat na prof, si TBA, muli kong nakatagpo sa GE 1. Ok lang naman sa akin kahit sinong prof kasi MST naman siya eh, at feeling ko ay may inclination ako sa mga Science subjects. Ay, oo nga pala, ang dami naming stat majors sa section ko! Haha, more than 15 siguro! Block section nga talaga, pero what the heck, at least kami kami rin ang magtatanungan at magtutulungan sa aming mga gawain sa GE 1.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eto na nga, this is it! I'm officially a sophomore student of the Bachelor of Science in Statistics program in the School of Statistics, University of the Philippines Diliman. Tira tira! First sem here I come! ^^,&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;!-- 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/9712144-1457105677529898482?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1457105677529898482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1457105677529898482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1457105677529898482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1457105677529898482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-week-long-sufferings-of-up.html' title='After the Week-long Sufferings of UP Enrolment'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3067338561550371060</id><published>2008-06-04T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:32:06.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie na Pala Ako!</title><content type='html'>Naninibago pa rin ang dila ko sa tuwing sinasabi ko ang word na "sophie". Palibhasa, nasanay na sa pagsambit ng "freshie". Ngunit alam kong hindi ako maninibago sa mga salitang "fun" at "friends" dahil sila'y mananatili hanggang makatapos pa ng kolehiyo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers to the new life chapter ahead. ^^,&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/9712144-3067338561550371060?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3067338561550371060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3067338561550371060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3067338561550371060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3067338561550371060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sophie-na-pala-ako.html' title='Sophie na Pala Ako!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3375184743963667570</id><published>2008-06-02T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:31:25.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Travel Back In Time</title><content type='html'> Not in my high school life or my childhood for that matter. I want to go back to the 60's. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe this was the immediate effect in watching and listening to Hairspray! Haha, I just can't help it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really want to feel that all-conservative society, where there are no computers and there is no internet. Not to mention mobile phones and dvd movies! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mom and dad would tell me a lot of stories about their 60's experience, and it's only recent that I realized that it was so cool (considering their context back then).  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I want to be invisible when I go to the 60's. I'm afraid that whenever I would talk to a person, I would say something about the future. I don't like to cause any trouble (talking about Terminator, sheesh, too much trouble to handle). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just want to find peace (I hope I find it in this generation!). I want to get rid of my problems. I want to be complete. I may be happy now, but I know for myself that something is lacking. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Should I stop this nonsense already? Yeah, I think I should. Time is running out. I should do more worthwhile things than this. Before it's too late. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until then. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'll be here, &lt;br&gt;ever years, &lt;br&gt;ever months, &lt;br&gt;ever hours. &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/9712144-3375184743963667570?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3375184743963667570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3375184743963667570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3375184743963667570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3375184743963667570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-want-to-travel-back-in-time.html' title='I Want To Travel Back In Time'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8991113518050104513</id><published>2008-05-31T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T07:17:00.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Guess I'm Not A Speller</title><content type='html'>I'm already online and it's just 7:06 in the morning! So I tried things in the internet and I came across the National Spelling Bee (of course in the USA). I went to their site and they have an online simulation of the first and second rounds of the real bee. And I tried them out! Here are the results:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/spelling01.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;It was hard! At least on my level. I only got 17 points and it was not enough to qualify for the quarter finals. Hm, I guess that's my fate. I'm not really good in spelling non-English words. Haha, but I still like "weltschwarz" and "koine" from last year's finals, coz' I got them. ^^,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until then, I wait for you.... Sleep.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&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/9712144-8991113518050104513?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8991113518050104513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8991113518050104513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8991113518050104513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8991113518050104513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-guess-i-not-speller.html' title='I Guess I&amp;#39;m Not A Speller'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6646765205627531916</id><published>2008-05-30T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:19:48.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takte</title><content type='html'> I just called 730-1000 (Globe Customer Service hotline) to inquire about the anomaly behind the sudden loss of my prepaid account (over P300).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After waiting ever hours, the customer service representative finally picked up. She said that my number was included in the "service enhancement" their system is undergoing, making the reloading and balance inquiry temporarily unavailable. Their doing their best to deal with the situation. She finally told me to check up within 24 hours for further developments. Then I asked if my load is "safe" but she hung up. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I find to be shit, well, how could you do the best in dealing a situation like a "service enhancement"? That means you have to compromise. But what is there to compromise if the process you're undertaking is already for the better?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now, I can't even text because of my 67-centavo balance. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So my next best option would be, this blog! I'll answer those people who text -ed me this day, hoping that there exists even an infinitesimally small probability for the event that they would bump into this blog and read this post...But nonetheless, this can also serve as a reminder for me so that I'll know who and what to text after the service is revived...Here it goes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aby L. - if things go out well (that is, if my load returns), i'll send your request. ^^,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jamie - Ok, I'll do the articles. Maybe I can send by by Sunday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kuya Nikko - Great! We got two blocks!  Congrats!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Well I hope things do become better by tomorrow. Sighs...&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/9712144-6646765205627531916?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6646765205627531916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6646765205627531916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6646765205627531916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6646765205627531916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/takte.html' title='Takte'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-7165108483785145603</id><published>2008-05-27T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:28:55.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Happy to Be Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 0, 0); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: trebuchet ms; " w:st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt; kang asukal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt;Sintamis mong magmahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: trebuchet ms; " w:st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt; kang pintura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; "&gt;Buhay ko ikaw ang nagpinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Life really goes by so fast, before I know it, my summer vacation has finally come to a halt. But I didn't have regrets in taking up summer classes. It was worth it, since one was an MST and the other was a Math subject - both being in-demand during regular terms. I was lucky to have great and generous profs this summer, Dr. Jose Maria Escaner IV (Math 55) and Dr. Cynthia Grace Gregorio (Chem 1). Both classes were fun in their respective fields and I was able to appreciate many topics on both courses. I checked my grades in CRS but unfortunately, Chem 1 has no entry yet. But I feel that I would pass the course. I got a 200.5 / 200 in my first exam and a 212.5 / 200 in the second.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/2409998661_25f15bc579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/012ndexamchem.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Gosh, those scores, I couldn't even believe how I got them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then my Math 55 was a bit of a cliff hanger at first. I got nervous during our third exam (about Series) and finals. But luckily, I was able to get a good grade. ^^,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/2409998661_25f15bc579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/02grades.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so my first (and I hope last) academic summer term in UP has finally commenced...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; kang unan&lt;br&gt;Pinapainit mo ang aking tiyan&lt;br&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; kang kumot na yumayakap&lt;br&gt;Sa tuwing ako'y nalulungkot&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Birthday to Ms. Kim Ronaline Salvador! (last May 22). And a generous soul like hers would not let this day pass without a memorable day with her friends and what she did was take us to a lunch feast at Sbarro in SM Mall of Asia. I got to dig in to my all time favorites - Spaghetti with Meatballs and the Chicago White pizza. Yummy indeed!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Photos courtesy of &lt;a href="http://rachelle22.multiply.com"&gt;Ms. Rachelle Austero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/03DSC02864.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/04DSC02865.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/05DSC02866.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/06DSC02901.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/07DSC02903.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the food trip, we went to &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Star&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to enjoy some rides. I used my &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Star&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; coupons that were given during the FOPC General Assemblies. We tried the Viking, Bump Cars, Blizzard, Horror Houses, Roller Coasters, and the Star Flyer! The Star Flyer was just amazing because I was in front and you can really appreciate its "new-ness". There was only one problem about it, it was "bitin". I was expecting a long ride, but it turned out to be much shorter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/08DSC02942.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; After the joyrides, we bid each other byes and parted ways. It was another bonding experience with my high school friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya't wag magtataka&lt;br&gt;Kung bakit ayaw kitang mawala&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alas the next day, it was time for FOPC's Sportsfest! It was held in the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Sunken&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Garden&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and its participants were the representatives of each Member Organization of the FOPC. Mr. President of UP StatSoc was one of the org's representatives alongside me. The Committees were grouped together and we joined the Secretariat because we belong to the Finance. First up was the very unpredictable cheering competition in which we did well, in my opinion. Then there was the egg-catching game where our group won. Helium Stick just made me furious because I hate levitating objects, we got last place there. Other events included Space Stuffing, Break (which gave me a shoulder injury for 30 minutes), and the Cell (?) game. FinSec was the over-all second placer and the champion was the PubsiLog team. It was a tiring day, but had a lot of fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then we went back to Stat and we saw Aby still studying Stat 122 (and to think that the summer term is officially over then). Then Ate Tin, Tin, Lea, and Dar also joined us in the Council room and talked about tonight's AI finals. Someone asked Aby, "Pano na yan, AI na mamaya, tpos may exam pa kayo bukas..." She replied, "Onga eh, istorbo talaga... ito! (Points at the Stat 122 handouts)"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/09David.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so David won American Idol... and even though Cook won, there's a lot of conflict on who should've won. Many say Cook, and many say Archuleta. But I'm not really a fan of AI. Haha, I just say that many artists from AI become successful stars even if they don't win. For me, AI is just a big publicity stint for those who want to make it big in the music industry. For the two of them, the real contest has just begun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kung hindi man tayo hanggang dulo&lt;br&gt;Wag mong kalimutan&lt;br&gt;Nandito lang ako&lt;br&gt;Laging umaalalay&lt;br&gt;Hindi ako lalayo&lt;br&gt;Dahil ang tanging panalangin ko ay ikaw&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please, please, please! That's what I say everytime I attempt to enlist. It's really hard not to be a freshman or graduating student because CRS won't be at your side. I wish I get them in this final batch run. 18 units please! Plus a PE! Good luck on all of us! ^^,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/10crssked.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Di baleng maghapon pang umulan&lt;br&gt;Basta't ikaw ang sasandalan&lt;br&gt;Liwanag ng lumulubog na araw&lt;br&gt;Kay sarap pagmasdan&lt;br&gt;Lalo na kapag nasisinagan ang iyong mukha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Running my mind in sheer boredom, I decided to surf the net and prospect on my future job. And the place was in East Midtown, &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:state&gt;, just south of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Upper East Side&lt;/st1:place&gt; (Haha, Gossip Girl). I started to find some apartments and where I can stay. I was struggling at first because I keep on bumping at $4000+++ apartments (rent per month!) on which I realized that I wouldn't afford it. Then I realized its &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, one of the most expensive cities in the world. So far, the lowest but fair enough value I found was at $1600, 5 minutes from East Midtown. But what the heck, I wouldn't be able to work there until 7 years or so. It's just good to plan things out, rather than to be stressed in a hurry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/11apartment.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/12apartment2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ayoko ng magsawa&lt;br&gt;Hinding-hindi magsasawa sayo...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Laugh out loud, it's time for another &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Team&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; activity but this time, it's with my org mates in UP Assembly-AMP. The call time was at 10 am but we were able to get out of the AS steps by 11 am. The &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Team&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; was held at the La Mesa EcoPark near &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;East Fairview&lt;/st1:place&gt;. First activity... Lunch! Jollibee's 39ers did it good as we munch on burger steaks and shanghai rolls (that didn't taste like shanghai rolls). The first official activity on the other hand was a Name-the-person-behind-you-by-guessing-the-sharades-of-your-groupmates game turned into a Pinoy Henyo. Other activities include Paper Plate Numbers, Pipeline, Stepping Stone, and Amoeba Game. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Photos courtesy of &lt;a href="http://upassembly.multiply.com"&gt;UP Assembly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/13DSC00107.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/14DSC00110.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/15DSC00112.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/16DSC00113.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;It rained in the middle of one of the games so we headed to our rented place near the area. Right after the team building came the much-awaited but fun Final Rites. ^^,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kaya't wag magtataka&lt;br&gt;Kung bakit ayaw kitang mawala&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Probably at 7:30pm, the exciting Final Rites was over. We washed ourselves to freshen up and placed a delivery at KFC for our dinner. Then some of us went for a dive in the pool while the rest stayed in the room to talk. And at 11pm, we decided to go to Thea's place! It was destined to be an overnight in a big orange room. We all got our turns in using the bathroom to take a bath right before we sleep. But nonetheless sleeping might be laid over the table indefinitely as some would go to the Playstation 2 to play Naruto while some (including me) decided to watch the first season of Gossip Girl (until 2 am). The laptop went off because it was low on battery life. Then we all went to sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wake-up time called for a 10am appointment but some of us managed to got up by 9. Thea generously prepared breakfast while some were back at the PS2 and laptop. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Photos courtesy of &lt;a href="http://upassembly.multiply.com"&gt;UP Assembly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/18DSC00147.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One big problem though, cooking the perfect sunny side up eggs! So we had no choice, what we had was the best we can do. Then Abychu, Jose, and I went downstairs at 7-Eleven to buy milk. Torn apart between Bear Brand and Nido, we looked at the ingredients and I was surprised to see Calcium carbonate in Bear Brand. Hmmm... If I'm not mistaken, that compound is chalk. So we bought Nido. Ralph not-so-willingly washed the dishes with the persuasion of Thea and Abychu is amazed that he did wash the dishes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/17DSC00146.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We decided to continue our Gossip Girl marathon and noticed that it was already 2pm! It was time to go, so we finished the Thanksgiving episode. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/19DSC00148.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could watch Gossip Girl all day! It really is such a good series because you get to feel that the characters are also human, that they make mistakes, and sometimes they can be good or bad. Also, it's a series about flirting, which makes it... interesting. The best indeed!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thea and I vowed to watch Ironman but sadly, the showing times didn't agree with our call time at home so we just had fun at Timezone, P300 worth of Timezone credits that is. After that, we went home to have a well-deserved rest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kung hindi man tayo hanggang dulo&lt;br&gt;Wag mong kalimutan&lt;br&gt;Nandito lang ako&lt;br&gt;Laging umaalalay&lt;br&gt;Hindi ako lalayo&lt;br&gt;Dahil ang tanging panalangin ko...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Real summer vacation is ending sooner before long, and summer activities for FOPC are almost done. Which made me think, how did StatSoc performed in this year's race/raise? I checked the FOPC Yahoo Groups and downloaded the partial points tally from the Finance Folder and what did I see? Our org's name ranked number 1. Wee, I'm so happy to see that, to see all our efforts paying off like that. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/20fopctally.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As one of the race reps this summer, I would like to thank all those people who have shared their time, efforts, resources, and manpower for this race. Of course, to the FOPC Adhoc team: Mic, Aizel, Julie, Ian, Gege, Jamie, Aby, Tin, Lea, &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Dar&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;Ia&lt;/st1:state&gt;, Mynard, Candy, Jana, Marvin, &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Myra&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Des, Reg, and Kee for your support in all of the FOPC's activities and contests. To my fellow race reps, Kathy and Ef, for always informing the adhoc and disseminationg infos about the activities and for being great co-race reps. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To the SteerCom Fin Reps: Tina, Han, and Jay Anne for keeping us in touch about the FOPC happenings, and to all the SteerCom reps for being very responsible and dedicated to this year's FOPC. Special mentions to Ate Maelyn, Kuya Czar, Ate Carla, and Ate Hannah for being very nice and friendly. ^^, &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://upfopc2008.multiply.com"&gt;UP FOPC 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/21bagsakan089.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And to the StatSoc Board of Directors: Kuya Nikko, Kuya Bert, Ate Tricia, Kuya Vlad, Kuya Tsong, Ate Lovely, Ate Fay, Ate Kate, Ate Maze, and Ate She for giving me a chance to serve the org this summer and for supporting the race reps in every endeavor we do. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://k8tee.multiply.com"&gt;Ms. Catherine Reyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/22BOD.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Again, thank you so much for making this summer truly extraordinary! ^^,&lt;br&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bahala na, ayoko munang magsalita&lt;br&gt;Hayaan na muna natin ang daloy ng tadhana...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so the first semester is now coming. My subjects are not even complete in enlistment. I feel that prerogs would be in my not-so-distant future. But nonetheless, I hope I get all my desired subjects this sem. English 10! Woo, shine down upon me please! I'm so excited for the first sem! I get to see my friends again, those who went for a vacation in the provinces and in other countries. The extra-curricular activities that await this sem are exciting as well. I really can't wait. My second year in UP, let's see what it brings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/23Sophomores.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kung hindi man tayo hanggang dulo&lt;br&gt;Wag mong kalimutan&lt;br&gt;Nandito lang ako&lt;br&gt;Laging umaalalay&lt;br&gt;Hindi ako lalayo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Kung hindi man tayo hanggang dulo&lt;br&gt;Wag mong kalimutan&lt;br&gt;Nandito lang ako&lt;br&gt;Laging umaalalay&lt;br&gt;Hindi ako lalayo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello there. Haven't talked to you for a while. I hope you don't always answer the phone like that. What have you been doing lately? Shoot, I was with you lately. But I guess you don't know I was there all along. I couldn't blame you. I couldn't blame myself either. Maybe I should blame us. Or maybe you should blame us. Or what if we blame ourselves? What the heck, I wouldn't give a damn. I did love you as a friend, at least, and as the nicest thing I knew. You heard me right, a thing, coz' you don't seem to give back anything. Will there be a future for us? You had yours. I don't know mine. Or at least I knew it was you. But I was wrong. I sure had a great time with you, I hope you did too. I really don't know how to start over, coz' I never did. Wish you all the best. Hope we can still be friends. I'll miss you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; " class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dahil ang tanging panalangin&lt;br&gt;Dahil ang tanging panalangin&lt;br&gt;Ay ikaw, ay ikaw, ay ikaw, ay ikaw...&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/9712144-7165108483785145603?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7165108483785145603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=7165108483785145603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7165108483785145603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7165108483785145603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-happy-to-be-happy.html' title='It’s Happy to Be Happy!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/One%20Team%20One%20Summer/th_012ndexamchem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4686874620248528989</id><published>2008-04-27T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:40:58.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Insight on Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today's teenagers are less likely to form the tight teenage cliques that adults remember from their own childhood. Contemporary adolescent friendships appear to he more fluid: teenagers may have one group of friends in a drama club, another from math class, and a third set from sports activities. Today cross-gender friend-ships are also more common as boys and girls do a better job of developing relationships without the need for a romantic attachment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But even as the number of friendships grows, the quality of adolescent relationships remains a problem. Today's teenagers, both girls and boys, report that although they have many friends, they lack intimate, close friends. Teenagers say that there is no one that they can really confide in, no one with whom to share their deepest thoughts. In the midst of a crowd, they feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is from an article by &lt;span class="source"&gt;&lt;span&gt;David Miller Sadker, PhD and Karen R. Zittleman, PhD  entitled "High School's Adolescent Society".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that this is true for this generation's teen-agers. As the case may be for me, it is also true. I have a lot of friends, but I can't share my secrets with all of them. Somehow, I maintain some individuals among them that I really trust regarding confidential matters. It's always good to have many friends, but it is equally important to have some "super" friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships and the like are really hard to comprehend for me as if it was one major psychology topic: it's semantics are not completely laid out like a magic formula. Nonetheless, I'm thankful for ALL of my friends for they have affected me in some way or another, for the good and for the better, no matter how big or small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4686874620248528989?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4686874620248528989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4686874620248528989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4686874620248528989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4686874620248528989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/insight-on-friendship.html' title='An Insight on Friendship'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-9022655256058076977</id><published>2008-04-27T07:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:43:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Things I Noticed</title><content type='html'>My Chem 1 first exam is set on a grueling time slot of 5pm to 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone shuts down whenever I delete a phonebook entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I ate lunch in school (which by the way would be considered as an irregular sight in my school life). After a few minutes, I craved for more food as if I became more hungry. Every hour that passed was snack time for me and when dinner arrived, I still had appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UPSSSC Finance councilor's laptop's touchpad would not work. Then she said she forgot to press a button. What button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used/disposed 4 earphones in a span of a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kuya announced Kevin and John's voluntary exit, everyone was passive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher still sounds 'natural' even under electronica effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our former class president in third and forth year high school keeps on bombarding me with "inggit"-ations that don't really work. Sorry, I won't get jealous. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is uber long even if it's summer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Internal Committee Chairperson saw an almost exact image of her in a recent issue of Ateneo's "The Guidon" looking at the Schedule of Classes for the second semester of AY 07-08 and yet she claims that it was not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to the anti-derivative of y-x with respect to y was (y^2)/2. (Weird and frustrating at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love coffee but I hate Starbucks black coffee. (Too generic I guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my bags were personally bought by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of balut and ammonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singing Bee is a game of speed and tie-breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really insist that Angel Locsin is not the "huling bantay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMA 7 only focuses on three faces: Richard, Dingdong, and Marian. (Lagi na lang sila nakikita ko sa 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people go to parties or hang out with friends with their earphones smacked on both their hearing organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Filipino common people judge government officials not by evidence but by words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer's collateral to get a loan is the land itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks has become a photo studio for college students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making a post like this. :p&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/9712144-9022655256058076977?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9022655256058076977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=9022655256058076977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/9022655256058076977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/9022655256058076977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-things-i-noticed.html' title='Weird Things I Noticed'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6148723085000774325</id><published>2008-04-22T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:03:24.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>False Hopes</title><content type='html'>It really feels so hard when you get to a point in your life when you feel you're on top of the world but all of a sudden it turned out to be the exact opposite. I don't know about you but for me, it has become a way of life. Yep, you heard it right. It kinda feels great to hope (or dream) about some things because they give you a good sense of  positive attitude in life but when the hoping gets to a level, it kinda pushes you down instead because you begin to wonder if they would really happen. I'm already used to this life, full of dreams, yet so few became reality. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's question I found in WikiAnswers:&lt;br&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 10px 1px;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;How can a person live when the only hope of living was false just false hope? What should that person do who lived for some one but who he was living for was never his?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the answer was:&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O.k, you are obviously very stressed over something/someone. Here is a tip. Never live "for" someone. Live for yourself!! Life really is about changes, what they all say is true. Never give up hope, please!!! This world needs strong people, and strong people never give up. A good way to get over your problem is to write poems about how you feel, even if you suck at it. Or even just keep a journal. Spend time alone, thinking about stuff, whatever you like. Also, you could just call up a friend or talk to someone about whatever it is that is bothering you. If they are really your friend, they won't laugh Hey, thanks for posting this question. Take this advice, and maybe next time you'll be back on this sight ANSWERING a question. GOOD LUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; There is no such thing as false hope and that's something you have created in your own mind because you have been very hurt by someone you love very much and that's normal. When people who were in love are hurt by their partner and there is a split-up the person still in love goes through a grieving period much like grieving over the loss of a loved one that dies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bad things do happen to good people (most of us have experienced it) and that includes love. We can give our all to someone and think they are the perfect partner, but we cease to realize that sometimes we are so in love we don't often see the down signs of a selfish or ego driven person and they end up hurting their mate in the future. It's not your fault! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;DON'T GIVE UP! As the above poster said we need strong people in the world and YOU ARE stronger than you think. NO ONE is worth giving up on your own life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I am a firm believer that each of us goes down some pretty bumpy roads in our lives and at the time we may feel like giving up, but we don't! We go on and fill our lives with our own hopes and dreams, try to attain independence, get out with friends and have relationships and fun with them and bury our heads in books, school, college or work. In time (perhaps not as quickly as we would always like) there is that special person for you and you'll be glad you hung on to hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I was married to a verbally/physically abusive man and I thought he was wonderful at one time, but he took great pleasure in hurting me every chance he got. I finally had enough and left him after I caught him cheating and divorced him. I had never lived on my own, but I found an apartment, changed my job (got a better one) and for the first month cried my eyes out and was blaming myself for what had happened. After a month I began to realize that it wasn't my fault and I had no control over another person including my ex husband. Instead of giving up hope I learned from what happened to me and would be much more on the alert when and if I were to meet that special person. I grew stronger, more independent and got to know who I was and what I was capable of (there were no boundaries!) I am happy to say I did meet someone wonderful through a friend and we dated, got married and we've been married for 35 years and we're happy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NEVER give up and NEVER let another person ever take your life from you or your hopes and dreams for there is someone out there that you will meet that has the same hopes and dreams to share with you. Trust me on that one! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Take good care of yourself and realize you ARE important in the circle of life and touch many people's lives and they would be lost without you (this includes family and friends.) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;That was really beautiful. But nonetheless, IT wouldn't come true no matter how positive I think in life. Reality that kills.&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/9712144-6148723085000774325?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6148723085000774325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6148723085000774325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6148723085000774325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6148723085000774325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/false-hopes.html' title='False Hopes'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6608186491285254933</id><published>2008-04-20T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:31:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Media Player Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;RULES:&lt;br&gt; 1. Open your library (iTunes, Media Player, iPod, Winamp etc.)&lt;br&gt; 2. Put it on shuffle.&lt;br&gt; 3. Press play.&lt;br&gt; 4. For every question, type the song that’s playing.&lt;br&gt; 5. When you go to the next question, press the next button.&lt;br&gt; 6. Don’t lie and pretend you’re cool.&lt;br&gt; 7. When you’re finished, tag some other people to do it!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ------------&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A. Opening Credits:&lt;br&gt;Flipside - The Click Five&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; B. Waking Up:&lt;br&gt;Face Down (Acoustic) - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (how appropriate)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; C. First Day of School:&lt;br&gt;Again - Lenny Kravitz&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; D. Falling in Love:&lt;br&gt;Bleeding Love - Leona Lewis (Super coincidence!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; E. First Song:&lt;br&gt;Love Hurts - Incubus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;F. Breaking Up:&lt;br&gt; We Ride - Rihanna&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; G. Prom:&lt;br&gt;Tattooed on My Mind - D'Sound (The ultimate tear-jerker song)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; H. Life:&lt;br&gt;Understand - Christina Aguilera&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I. Mental Breakdown:&lt;br&gt;All I Need Is You - The Click Five (Who do I need in mental breakdowns? Haha)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; J. Driving:&lt;br&gt;Over It - Katharine McPhee (driving is scary!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; K. Flashback:&lt;br&gt;I Love You Goodbye - Nina (Pwede na rin, haha)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; L. Getting Back Together:&lt;br&gt;One - Mary J. Blige feat. U2 (uniting back together the whole world!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; M. Wedding:&lt;br&gt;Sober - Kelly Clarkson (ouch!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; N. Birth of a Child:&lt;br&gt;If It's Loving Thay You Want - Rihanna (sakto! haha)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; O. Final Battle:&lt;br&gt;Won't Go Home Without You - Maroon 5&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; P. Death Scene:&lt;br&gt;Paris - Chicosci&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q. Funeral song:&lt;br&gt;Take Control of Me - Amerie&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; R. End credits:&lt;br&gt;I'm Gonna Find Another You - John Meyer (Perfect!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-6608186491285254933?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6608186491285254933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6608186491285254933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6608186491285254933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6608186491285254933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/media-player-game.html' title='The Media Player Game'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6650608493313145593</id><published>2008-04-18T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:09:11.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakakainis</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko alam kung dapat akong matuwa o magalit sa sarili ko. After 8 months, nagkausap ulit kami (sa ym). Hindi ko naman talagang gustong kausapin siya, pero may kailangan lang talaga akong itanong na feel ko eh alam niya. So wala talaga akong kamalay-malay na nagtytype na pala ako ng message sa kanya, promise! Haha, alam kong weird pero parang ganun talaga ang nangyari. Argh! Kainis! Nalaman ko na lang after kong mapindot ang 'enter' na parang hindi pa yata ito ang tamang time para kausapin siya. At dahil dun, feel ko naging super tanga na naman ako. Haha. Pero ok naman ang naging usapan namin kahit pa halos 1/4 nun eh mga pang-aasar lang sa akin. At kung hindi niyo ma-imaging ang 1/4 ng usapang iyon, well isipin ninyo na lang na after 10 minutes eh nagsign-out din siya nang biglaan. What I felt? Nothing! Haha, busy kaya ako kagabi, may 2 quizzes pa nga ako mamaya eh. Oh well, ganun talaga ang buhay. Ang dami na ring nagbago since then. At aaminin ko na isa ako sa mga maraming nagbago. But I know for myself that I have changed for the good. Kung hindi ko man siya kinakausap, I know na makakabuti yun for us. Nasa college na ho tayo, kailangan nang itodo ang pag-aaral because this is it na talaga. Letting go is a hard and long process sabi nga nila pero for me, narealize ko na it's a matter of decision that makes it effective. Alam ko ito rin ang gusto niya.  Yuck! Ang drama na tuloy, argh! Anyway,  basta gets niyo na yun, masaya ako, feel ko ok nman xa, kaya everything is fine!  Kaya from now  on, let's all be happy! Yahoo!!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(note: kung gusto ninyong magcomment at alam ninyo kung sino ang tinutukoy ko, please don't mention the name. Thanks!)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/9712144-6650608493313145593?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6650608493313145593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6650608493313145593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6650608493313145593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6650608493313145593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/nakakainis.html' title='Nakakainis'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4783685051812030915</id><published>2008-04-16T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:01:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime is FOPC Time</title><content type='html'>It's haggard mode this summer dahil todo na ito. I realized that being a race rep really is a duty full of responsibilities, dedication, and sacrifices after hearing the BOD's orientation. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I've decided to post here my tasks to lessen the chance of forgetting it:&lt;br&gt;H2H Skeds&lt;br&gt;Take notes in GA's&lt;br&gt;Text brig's&lt;br&gt;Adhoc members' sked matrix&lt;br&gt;sorting and manpower&lt;br&gt;Working out of plans&lt;br&gt;Bagsakan reqts&lt;br&gt;Check yahoo groups frequently&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whew, and many more to come I guess. I'm up to the challenge. They say the job is fulfilling and I could see why. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But first, I got to get some point going! If things go out well, I'll still be needing 30 points (after deducting the ink cartridge, h2h, and house offering). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh well, summer will be tough, but the fulfillment I guess would outstand. Aja!&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/9712144-4783685051812030915?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4783685051812030915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4783685051812030915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4783685051812030915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4783685051812030915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/summertime-is-fopc-time.html' title='Summertime is FOPC Time'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8268641552325065294</id><published>2008-04-14T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:24:52.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakakatuwa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yehey! Natanggap ako sa Math 55 class! After 2 days ng paghahantay sa kawalan at walang-sawang pagsunod sa aking prof ay tinanggap na rin niya ako sa kanyang klase. Mabuti na lang at may mga nagpa-cancel ng slots sa kanya kundi baka mapilitan akong pumunta kay Botin, Zolah. Sheeesh! Buti na lang! Now that I got the enrolment proceedings finished, it's time to focus now on FOPC. Iniisip ko pa rin kung paano makakaraise ng points in a very efficient and productive manner. Oh well, good luck na lang sakin. I guess this summer would be very different. Handa na ba akong mahaggard? I hope! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so happy at na-evict na si Jieriel. Ang dami na rin kasing ayaw kay Jieriel sa PBB multiply site eh. Sana si Kevin na ang sunod, ayaw ko talaga sa pagiging bossy niya. Sino kina Linda at Kevin ang gusto mong manatili sa bahay ni Kuya? Just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;text BB [&lt;em&gt;housemate name&lt;/em&gt;] and send to: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; 231 - Smart and Talk N' Text subscribers &lt;br&gt; 2331 -  Globe, TM, Sun and Bayan subscribers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Palapit na nang palapit ang concert ng Click Five sa Araneta at hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin ako decided kung pupunta ba ako o hindi. Mura lang ang tickets, pero for sure mauubos lahat ng pera ko after summer dahil sa mga activities ng fopc. Hmmm, I don't want to miss this, not anymore. Grrrr........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&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/9712144-8268641552325065294?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8268641552325065294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8268641552325065294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8268641552325065294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8268641552325065294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/nakakatuwa.html' title='Nakakatuwa!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-690019769526399931</id><published>2008-04-13T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:28:22.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing.... Wait a minute.... Hmmm.... Ahhh!!!... Typing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;A fascination I've always wondered. Here's why, from www.ideafinder.com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="Arial" size="3"&gt;Look at the keyboard of any standard         typewriter or computer. "Q,W,E,R,T and Y" are the first six letters. Who decided         on this arrangement of the letters? And why?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The first practical         typewriter was patented in the United States in 1868 by Christopher Latham Sholes. His         machine was known as the type-writer. It had a movable carriage, a lever for turning paper         from line to line, and a keyboard on which the letters were arranged in alphabetical         order. &lt;br&gt; 	&lt;br&gt; 	But Sholes had a problem. On his first model, his "ABC" key arrangement         caused the keys to jam when the typist worked quickly. Sholes didn't know how to keep the         keys from sticking, so his solution was to keep the typist from typing too fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 	He did this using a study of letter-pair frequency prepared by  	educator Amos Densmore, brother of James Densmore, who was Sholes' chief  	financial backer. The QWERTY keyboard itself was determined by the existing  	mechanical linkages of the typebars inside the machine to the keys on the  	outside. Sholes' solution did not eliminate the problem completely, but it  	was greatly reduced. &lt;br&gt; 	.&lt;br&gt; 	The keyboard arrangement was considered important enough to be included on  	Sholes' patent granted in 1878, some years after the machine was into  	production. QWERTY's effect, by reducing those annoying clashes, was to  	speed up typing rather than slow it down.&lt;/font&gt; 	&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="Arial" size="3"&gt;         &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The new arrangement was the "QWERTY" arrangement that typists use today. Of         course, Sholes claimed that the new arrangement was scientific and would add speed and         efficiency. The only efficiency it added was to slow the typist down, since almost any         word in the English language required the typist's fingers to cover more distance on the         keyboard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="Arial" size="3"&gt;        &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The advantages of the typewriter outweighed the disadvantages of the          keyboard. Typists memorized the crazy letter arrangement, and the          typewriter became a huge success. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;And I returned to work... Sighs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&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/9712144-690019769526399931?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/690019769526399931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=690019769526399931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/690019769526399931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/690019769526399931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/typing-wait-minute-hmmm-ahhh-typing.html' title='Typing.... Wait a minute.... Hmmm.... Ahhh!!!... Typing...'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3871280341924319418</id><published>2008-04-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:47:11.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Before I Sleep</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/9712144-3871280341924319418?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3871280341924319418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3871280341924319418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3871280341924319418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3871280341924319418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-before-i-sleep.html' title='Just Before I Sleep'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4596166879541008803</id><published>2008-03-10T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:05:55.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recurrence</title><content type='html'>      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;There was a time in my life that no one ever cared about who I was. It is a cycle; a cycle of dreams and thoughts that was never been realized. Now, that I enter a new chapter in my life, I highly doubt the distinction it will make. Will it be on the better? So where as to I stand, I shall perish myself with guilt, and never live a normal life again. I guess this is my life’s dogma: no matter what I do, I always end up being the villain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/9712144-4596166879541008803?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4596166879541008803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4596166879541008803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4596166879541008803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4596166879541008803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/03/recurrence.html' title='Recurrence'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3078526045278967035</id><published>2008-02-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:08:00.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geog 1 Reminders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.turboupload.com/download/5YjOFNJSYYEJ/Remindersfortanay.doc"&gt;Reminders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-3078526045278967035?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3078526045278967035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3078526045278967035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3078526045278967035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3078526045278967035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/geog-1-reminders.html' title='Geog 1 Reminders'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4881791988361007419</id><published>2007-12-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:23:59.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RX 93.1 Year-ender Countdown: The Only Year-end Countdown That Counts</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Makes      Me Wonder – Maroon 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Wait      for You – Elliott Yamin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Umbrella      – Rihanna feat. Jay-Z&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Gimme      More – Britney Spears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Back      Into You – Amber Davis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The      Way I Are – Timbaland feat. Keri Hilsen and D.O.E.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Don’t      Matter - Akon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Just      So You Know – Jessie McCartney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Lips      of an Angel - Hinder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Over      It – Katharine McPhee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Apologize      – Timbaland feat. One Republic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Jenny      – The Click Five&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Sober      – Kelly Clarkson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Hate      That I Love You – Rihanna feat. Ne-Yo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Beautiful      Girls - Jojo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Guardian      Angel – Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Keep      Holding On - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Sweet      Escape Gwen Stefani feat. Akon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Bubbly      – Colbie Caillat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Do You      Know (The Pingpong Song) – Enrique Iglesias&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Bartender      – T-Pain feat. Akon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Clumsy      - Fergie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;First      Time - Lifehouse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Girlfriend      – Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;No One      – Alicia Keys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How Do      I Breathe - Mario&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Bed –      J. Holiday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Wake      Up Call – Maroon 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Welcome      to the Black Parade – My Chemical Romance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I’ll      Stand By You – Carrie Underwood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Big      Girls Don’t Cry – Fergie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Last      Night – P. Diddy feat. Keyshia Cole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This      Time – Jojo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Sweetest      Girl – Wyclef Jean feat. Akon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;What      Goes Around (Comes Around) – Justin Timberlake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Dig –      Incubus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;4 in      the Morning – Gwen Stefani&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Say It      Right – Nelly Furtado&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I      Wanna Love You – Akon feat. Snoop Dogg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Samson      – &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Regina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;      Spektor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4881791988361007419?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4881791988361007419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4881791988361007419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4881791988361007419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4881791988361007419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/rx-931-year-ender-countdown-only-year.html' title='RX 93.1 Year-ender Countdown: The Only Year-end Countdown That Counts'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-2735597201478247781</id><published>2007-12-24T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:04:04.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I guess i'd rather be loved as me rather than because i have some stuff in me, some "evidences" that would merit my being loved"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: what is your whole name?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: Carlos Miguel L. Fabian&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: what does L stand for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8N4mbII/AAAAAAAAADY/5899252QPH4/s1600-h/83720347_7b2a4bb4d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 226px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8N4mbII/AAAAAAAAADY/5899252QPH4/s320/83720347_7b2a4bb4d6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147351525813021826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: Ligaya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: why? :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: of course I want to start on the basic information.. hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Hmm, where do you study now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: DLSU-D :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: diliman?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: dasmariñas! toink! :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: when is your birthday?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: april 3, 190&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: *1990&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Where do you live?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: Imus, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cavite&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What is your course?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: BS Nursing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: How are you related with Nino?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: he's a close friend of mine to whom I have confided during the darkest times of my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ok then, let's start the interview!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: haha! oh no! nasa pc shop lang ako.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ok lng yan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: cge&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: pero if i have to go na then let's postpone it to some other day ha? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ok then! it would be composed of 2 parts!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: or more. haha! ala kaming computer kasi sa bahay eh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8d4mbJI/AAAAAAAAADg/RXT-Zl5NmCY/s1600-h/83727157_820d35c7c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 207px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8d4mbJI/AAAAAAAAADg/RXT-Zl5NmCY/s320/83727157_820d35c7c3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147351530107989138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What is it that you like most?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.. i really dunno what i like most. i guess being happy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: safe answer there... hmmm... when are you most clumsy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: when i'm not asleep. :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: haha.... nice one!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: I would like to ask some random questions... please feel free to answer them in a manner you think is most suitable...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: ok :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What makes you sad?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: feeling ostracized, seeing my friends sad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: the thought of sadness alone makes me feel somewhat sad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What is your biggest regret? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: none. i believe that everything happens for a reason, that we commit mistakes in order to learn from them. so no regrets :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What obstacle could stand in the way of reaching your goal? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.. i dunno..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: i guess my own lack of effort to reach it..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What does success mean to you? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: attaining all my goals&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Who are you? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: If it rains, will the fireworks be held inside? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: no! :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: How many bedrooms are in your house? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.. 3 :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Have you ever been to a ghost town? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: not yet.. not unless you count intramuros to be one. :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: When you eat soup, do you use your spoon till the last drop, or do you pick up the bowl and drink the very last bit?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: it depends on the soup's flavor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Did you graduate high school? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yup!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8d4mbKI/AAAAAAAAADo/IEMAcM9lNE0/s1600-h/122303623_305c0cca2c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8d4mbKI/AAAAAAAAADo/IEMAcM9lNE0/s320/122303623_305c0cca2c_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147351530107989154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: I'll freeze it &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: How do you receive compliments? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: with a sincere thank you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What habit/s, would you most like to change? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: secret :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What evidence do you have that you deserve to be loved? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: i dunno.. kailangan ba may something para mahalin ako?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: i guess i'd rather be loved as me rather than because i have some stuff in me, some "evidences" that would merit my being loved&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Are one handed people offended when police tell them to put their hands up? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yeah! haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: I thought about how mothers feed their babies with tiny little spoons and forks so I wondered what d Chinese mothers use? Toothpicks? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.. onga noh! :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In what area/s of your life do you experience the most pleasure? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.. social life? acads? family life? 'di ko alam eh.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: What do you value about your friendships?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: everything&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: maraming salamat sa pagsagot mo sa mga random questions na ito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: wow tapos na? :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: about sa ibang matter nman...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: nu kaya yun? haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Lets go as far as high school...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: cge&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: im giving you a choice.... which part of high school do you want?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: my last 2 years&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: for sure?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: gusto kong malaman mo na lahat ng ating pinag-uusapan ay mababasa ng buong mundo... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yeah why not?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: haha i can choose to keep some stuff to myself naman during the duration of this conversation 'di ba? :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: why not&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ok let's begin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: first things first... how did you become a member of the BDT?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: it happened after the sabayang pagbigkas when i was in third year, in which Nica, Maton, Mike, Philippe and I went to GBox to play and celebrate our defeat. :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: you took that defeat very lightly i suppose&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yeah. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8t4mbLI/AAAAAAAAADw/i48rLn__KGI/s1600-h/bdt04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8t4mbLI/AAAAAAAAADw/i48rLn__KGI/s320/bdt04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147351534402956466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: what did you do then on that "victory" party?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: lemme see.. i do believe we went to GBox and tried that Dance Maniax game. We also had some pictures taken. I can't remember though if we ate lunch at KFC&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: was it fun?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: very&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: why name the group after Maton?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: because i remember that it was her idea that we play DM [Dance Maniax]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: waw.... that's nice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: ei w8 lang magssignout ako&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: there's something wrong with this PC's browser..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: we'll be right back after a few messages from our sponsors...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~~commercial~~~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: i'm back!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: at nagbabalik po tayo ngaun sa ating panayam with none other than CM Fabian...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: pag-usapan naman natin ang iyong buhay outside academics...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: cge &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Alam ninyo po mga kapamilya, si CM ay kasapi pa ng ibang mga grupo aside from BDT.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: Kumusta naman ang choir?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: ok naman. masaya although medyo may mga conflict nung latter part&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: na hindi ko mawari&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: bakt nman ndi mo mawari?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: kasi hindi ko naiintindhan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: hehe... well enough&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: eh ang pagiging bahagi mo ng napakagaling na grupong pambato sa Parliamentary Procedures?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: masaya kahit nakakapagod&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: well, masaya rin naman yung choir.. pero yun nga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: sa tingin mo ay maayos pa ang lahat sa choir?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: uu naman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: isa-isahin natin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ano ang pinaka-hindi mo malilimutan sa BDT?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: nung 3rd year! lahat ng nangyari nung 3rd year! :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: eh sa choir?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yung mga contests.. yung rotary.. yung sa rajah sulayman, yung sa bayview park hotel..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: sino kasama mo sa hotel room?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: marami eh.. super!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: pero 4 lang kami originally&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: sino katabi mo sa bed??? hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: si leslie at si philippe (akalain mo nagkasya kaming 3 sa isang bed?!! hahaha!! :-p)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ano nman ang pinaka-hindi mo malilimutan sa parlia?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yung day na napasok ako, yung training sessions, yung mga contest, yung mga awarding ceremony, yung nationals sa baguio(!!!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: sino katabi mo natulog sa &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;baguio&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q894mbMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n2RygwcyQZc/s1600-h/mm59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q894mbMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n2RygwcyQZc/s320/mm59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147351538697923778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: nung una si ralph pero nung nagkaron na xa ng sariling bed wala na&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: oooooooooooooooohhhhhhh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: :-&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: @-)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ano naman ang mga natutunan mo sa parlia?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: marami!! motions and all about them, parliamentary procedure in general&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: natutunan ko rin tumanggap ng pagkatalo, magpakumbaba, makisalamuha sa mga taong nun ko lang nakilala..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: bigyan mo nga ng patikim sa parliamentary procedure ang ating audience!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: nyak!! anong patikim? :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: kung pano ka mag-motion&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: :-?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hahaha!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: "Point of order mr. chairman!!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yun lang pinaka-naaalala ko eh! :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: =D&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="DE"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: palakpakan po natin mga kapamilya!!! &lt;/span&gt;ang galing-galing!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: (=D&gt; from the audience)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ano naman ang mga natutunan mo sa chorale?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: ang kumanta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: sample!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: kahit isang linya lang&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: doo.. doo doo doo doo doo doo.. doo..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: waw !!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: sobrang natutuwa na tlga sayo ang ating audience&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: hindi ka lang daw matalino, talented pa!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: =D&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: nyak! =))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: ano naman ang natutunan mo sa BDT?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: na masaya magkaron ng barkada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: siguradong matutuwa ang BDT kapag narinig nila yan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: nahasa ba ang iyong pagsayaw sa tulong ng grupong ito?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: uu naman! :-p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: patunayan mo nga sa audience!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.. w8 lang, pwede mo bang ilagay dito yung inverse ng /&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: |&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: wala sa keyboard ko e&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: \&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: ndi yan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: yung isa pa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: \:D/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: ayan! :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: manghang mangha na tlga sa iyo ang buong mundo! magaling na sa hosting, singing, at dancing! pede n tlgang artista! naku, baka madiscover ka dito ah... hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: magbabalik po kami pagkatapos ng ilang patalastas diyan lamang po kayo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~~commercial~~~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: at nagbabalik po tayo sa ating programa at kasama pa rin po natin ang napaka-talented na si Mr. CM Fabian&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: wui cge i have to go na ninyo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;: tuloy naten next time. :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;: well, abangan niyo po ang pagpapatuloy ng aking panayam kay CM. Hanggang sa susunod! Good night...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-2735597201478247781?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2735597201478247781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=2735597201478247781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2735597201478247781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/2735597201478247781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/nino-what-is-your-whole-name-cm-carlos.html' title='&quot;I guess i&apos;d rather be loved as me rather than because i have some stuff in me, some &quot;evidences&quot; that would merit my being loved&quot;'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R28Q8N4mbII/AAAAAAAAADY/5899252QPH4/s72-c/83720347_7b2a4bb4d6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8405841908280364860</id><published>2007-11-25T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:26:49.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"nasabi ko na ata lahat ng gusto kong sabihin sa kanya eh"</title><content type='html'>ninojoseph99: what is your name?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClhAigPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ra5BLQt7R1g/s1600-h/11+25+07+jamie+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 127px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClhAigPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ra5BLQt7R1g/s320/11+25+07+jamie+04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136780431020163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: Jamie MIra Rafael Dela Cruz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: 614 Rodriguez St., Pasay City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Where do you study and what course are you taking up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: University of the Philippines Diliman School of Statistics taking up BS Statistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: In what way/s are you related to Nino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: Niño is my co-app in statsoc...he became my friend when i got to go home with him since we both take the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: we had fun conversations together thats why i really got to be close with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Oh that's nice. Knowing that uber handsome and perfect guy is just the best thing in the world isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: yah...you know..having someone like him is like having a recorder/listener wheneve i would like to breath out problems...he is also fun to be with and good company..lalo na nung app moments tsaka mga bonding experiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Oh that's good to hear. I've learned about you and street dancing. Can you tell me more about this career of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: i started it when i was in elem. it was really not street dancing per se but dancing as a whole.. i loved dancing ever since and i conitnued to dance up to 2nd year with my classmates in maksci but i stopped cause i gained a little weight....hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mCPRAigMI/AAAAAAAAACk/yAa4vYI4ntk/s1600-h/11+25+07+jamie+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 129px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mCPRAigMI/AAAAAAAAACk/yAa4vYI4ntk/s320/11+25+07+jamie+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136780048768073922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ninojoseph99: What was your weight in high school and your present weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: basta i have lost some..but i'm not sure how much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: What was the greatest achievement you had accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: being able to be on the honors lisr of maksci..super tight kasi ng competition and also being a US in UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Are you a US this sem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Or last sem I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: secret..i guess cs yata di pa kasi complete ung grades ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: I've heard that you admire koreans. What features fascinated you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: being tall and white and chinito..ganun kasi ung type ko eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Can you complete this phrase: My life would be complete if ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: if i have alreadaycompleted my life's task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: And what was this task? Was it given by Big Brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: *already completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: no..definitely not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: its for me to find out i believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: What was the greatest lesson that you have learned about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: life doen't end when you have met your SUPER Greatest Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: What was this super greatest fear?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClxAigQI/AAAAAAAAADE/qCX0aZwHplA/s1600-h/11+25+07+jamie+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 127px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClxAigQI/AAAAAAAAADE/qCX0aZwHplA/s320/11+25+07+jamie+06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136780435315130626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: mawala yung mom ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: I'm sorry to hear that. Well, let's go on to the lighter side. I'm gonna ask you random questions which you should answer. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: What is the color of the sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: yellow orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Can you translate this phrase into English? "Das haben wir gleich."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: i'm not into german..sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Why is the Statsoc's logo colored green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: because we are for peace and camaraderie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Why are you a sophomore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: because my student # starts with 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Do you believe that the probability of a head in a toss of a coin is 0.5? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: yes ... because there is no such thing as an unbiased coin....such coin does not exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: What is the end of the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: non existent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Does the sun set every night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: How long is a one-day pass good for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Why is the CLOSED FOR CLEANING sign on the rest room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: because it is being maintained by the sanitary engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: If it rains, will the fireworks be held inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: nope..yata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: When you eat soup, do you use your spoon till the last drop, or do you pick up the bowl and drink the very last bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: use my spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Who is Robert Ian San Anders in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: sino un? san andres yung kilala ko...hahahaha=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mCPBAigLI/AAAAAAAAACc/86fI8FkioKA/s1600-h/11+25+07+jamie+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 127px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mCPBAigLI/AAAAAAAAACc/86fI8FkioKA/s320/11+25+07+jamie+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136780044473106610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ninojoseph99: Si Robert Ian San Andres pala.,, haha... what role does he play in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: he is a good friend.. a very good listener as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: What bonding moments have you shared with each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: actually last sem ko lang siya nakilala...long after you pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: kathy was the one who first talked to him tapos eventually nkausap ko na din siya..and  classmates pala kami ng 121 and 124 so we really shared a lot last sem..sabay din kami ng math so after 24 sabay kami pumunta ng MB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: tapos syempre whenever there are exams or other requirements nakakasabay ko siya...plus also ung mga statsoc stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Physically, ano ung nagustuhan mo sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: nagustuhan? eh wala naman akong gusto sa kanya eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: I mean, what do you find in Ian that is outstanding. Doesn't necessarily mean na may gusto ka sa knya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: sabi mo kasi physically eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: yes dapat body part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: hmm... physically siguro ung eyes kasi may pagkachinito rin siya which i like&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: sabi ko nga kanina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ano naman masasabi mo at medyo "close" kau ng parents niya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: di naman..nagkataon lang same kami ng mga pinagdaanan kaya ganun...there is really nothing something as "close"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: they have just discussed stuffs with me kasi andun ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ano naman ang masasabi mo sa napipintong paglabas nitong si Ian sa Big Brother house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Joke, napipintong pagshift pala sa Econ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: actually parang feeling ko nung una, nafefeel niya na parang pinagtutulakan ko siya paalis ng stat..kasi tinulungan ko pa siya on his econ subject..pero personally ayoko din na magshift siya kasi sayang naman ung pag-oorg niya and syempre kasi kelan ko lang siya nakilala..marami na din kasi syang pinagdaanan dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Anong mga paghahanda naman ang iyong ginagawa sa mga nalalabi niyang araw sa stat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: wala pa naman... simula pa lang kasi ng second sem eh..tsaka feeling ko nagdoubt siya sa pagshishift niya&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClRAigOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BMnrfHD8F5M/s1600-h/11+25+07+jamie+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 125px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClRAigOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BMnrfHD8F5M/s320/11+25+07+jamie+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136780426725196002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ano ang mensahe mo para kay Ian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: nasabi ko na ata lahat ng gusto kong sabihin sa kanya eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ah ok... interesting... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Isang tanong, isang sagot. Mahal mo pa ba si Ian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: pa ba? as a friend...oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: as a suitor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: di naman siya suitor eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Naging kayo ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: HINDI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Eh ano naman ang masasabi mo sa mga kumakalat na mga balita na nagkakaroon daw kayo ng espesyal na pagtitinginan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: kami? wala naman talaga...sigro kasi napapansin lang ninyo na madalas kami magkasama...pero swear wala talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Sino kaya sa tingin mo ang nagkakalat ng mga ganitong issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: tsaka yung personnel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ano ang message mo sa kanila na pilit ipinupukol ang mga huwad na balita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: wala lang...wala naman akong magagawa eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: So tinatanggap mo na kayo nga ni Ian sa kanilang paniniwala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: Ewan...kasi wala ako magawa naman talaga eh...siya din wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: May kumakalat na video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mCPRAigNI/AAAAAAAAACs/cRgJrIjF_EI/s1600-h/11+25+07+jamie+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 117px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mCPRAigNI/AAAAAAAAACs/cRgJrIjF_EI/s320/11+25+07+jamie+05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136780048768073938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ninojoseph99: kung san kayong dalawa ni Ian ay magkatabi sa kama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Kayong dalawa nga ba ang nasa video?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: malamang andun ka eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: So inaamin mo nga na nagkatabi kayo sa kama ni Ian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: oo...anu naman masama dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ayiii.... hehe.... may mga times b n prang ngka-ilangan kau ni ian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: uu siguro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: kapag anjan kayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Ano pinakamamimiss mo s knya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: ung pagka senseless kausap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: May posibilidad ba na matutunan mong mahalin ang isang Robert Ian San Andres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: ewan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Bilang pangwakas, ano ang message mo sa lahat ng nagbabasa ng interview na ito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: Niño salamat sa interview...at sana may napulot kang something sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: Maraming salamat sa iyo Jamie sa pagbabahagi mo ng iyong oras para sa panayam na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: ok lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamiemira: ok...informal na!!! haha...parang fi lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninojoseph99: At yan po mga kapamilya, natunghayan ninyo ang isa na namang kapana-panabik at kaka-ibang panayam sa isang kontrobersyal na tao sa aking buhay. Magkita-kita po muli tayo sa isa na namang kagila-gilalas na panayam ng totoong buhay ang Pinoy Big Interviewer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-8405841908280364860?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8405841908280364860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8405841908280364860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8405841908280364860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8405841908280364860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/nasabi-ko-na-ata-lahat-ng-gusto-kong.html' title='&quot;nasabi ko na ata lahat ng gusto kong sabihin sa kanya eh&quot;'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0mClhAigPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ra5BLQt7R1g/s72-c/11+25+07+jamie+04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4896894807271959361</id><published>2007-11-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:13:18.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Time I Ate a Slice of Melon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was not nice. I felt that I was in Fear Factor. It took me 15 minutes and 32 bites later. to finish a slice of the fruit. I don't know but the taste is not really comfortable. No more melons for me...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG6hAigEI/AAAAAAAAABk/4jHWi3V4Jfg/s1600-h/11-20-07+melon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG6hAigEI/AAAAAAAAABk/4jHWi3V4Jfg/s400/11-20-07+melon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135307446216196162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was the first class of my Advanced Ten-Pin Bowling. I was amazed when I got a 100! This is an accomplishment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG6BAigDI/AAAAAAAAABc/VB8pzITnNYE/s1600-h/Lipa+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG6BAigDI/AAAAAAAAABc/VB8pzITnNYE/s400/Lipa+207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135307437626261554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim and I are really amazed at Rain's Clear Commercial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: pro malakas dating ni rain e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: ang cute tlga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: ntutuwa ako kpg nagsasalita cya tska ung sayaw sayaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: i like black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: black looks good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: tpos ung huli n may name is rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: tuwang tuwa ako dun e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kim: ahahaha oo nga angas nga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Kim: ang ganda nga e&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2005/09/09/rain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2005/09/09/rain2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speaking of Kim, I just heard Kim Chiu's song and it was torture to my ears. It was very gross and tormenting. The lines are very appropriate. This is my song for her... "I HATE the way you talk. I HATE the way you smile. I HATE the way you dance. I HATE the way you act. I HATE the way you sing. In short, I just simply HATE you." Ahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://teen1.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://teen1.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/kim.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;John Lloyd and Maja's "close your eyes" scene in "One More Chane" still lingers in my mind. It was very dramatic and creative. Outstanding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG7BAigFI/AAAAAAAAABs/70TI4ps9ufM/s1600-h/One+More+Chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG7BAigFI/AAAAAAAAABs/70TI4ps9ufM/s400/One+More+Chance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135307454806130770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm still waiting for the announcement on which Geisler would stay in the Big Brother house...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4896894807271959361?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4896894807271959361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4896894807271959361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4896894807271959361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4896894807271959361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-time-i-ate-slice-of-melon.html' title='The First Time I Ate a Slice of Melon'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/R0RG6hAigEI/AAAAAAAAABk/4jHWi3V4Jfg/s72-c/11-20-07+melon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-5237543963119390</id><published>2007-11-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:14:20.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yehey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The waiting is now over for I finally know my committee in StatSoc... Education and Research Committee!!! My dream committee ever since and I'm thankful that I have been granted to be a part of that team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Also, the induction was held and so as the awarding. I got an award for "Best in Formal Interview" and I'm totally shocked! My interview lasted for a long time and I got the award? Wow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Aral Pil 12 is very haggard. Our professor vested upon us tons of homeworks. Ergs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The demand of Campbell's Biology book is going high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We had a quiz in Math... open notes, open classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm very sleepy already.. Until next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-5237543963119390?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5237543963119390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=5237543963119390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5237543963119390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5237543963119390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/yehey.html' title='Yehey!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-961677430746114554</id><published>2007-11-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:08:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited on my Committee</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for tomorrow's genmeet. Finally, my committee will be unraveled. I really hope I will get accepted in ER Committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the twists and turns that had happened in my app process, I can't close the possibilities that it will also happen there. I hope everything will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-961677430746114554?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/961677430746114554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=961677430746114554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/961677430746114554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/961677430746114554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/excited-on-my-committee.html' title='Excited on my Committee'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-7342773597633714799</id><published>2007-11-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:56:46.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Thinking</title><content type='html'>of a concept to show every Sunday on my blog..... Hmmm.... game show??? Talk show??? I still have not made my mind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-7342773597633714799?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7342773597633714799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=7342773597633714799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7342773597633714799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7342773597633714799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-thinking.html' title='Im Thinking'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-176150298753453344</id><published>2007-11-17T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:00:45.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeLLo PoH! KeMUztA pOh KeOH? (Haha, from Leah)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hate those people who always text me like I'm some sort of a diary. Leave me alone! The worse part is that I don't know this person. How I wish my phone had a blocking system for unwanted messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_WxAif8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/W4uwWV_6BgU/s1600-h/11+17+07+txt+msg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 256px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_WxAif8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/W4uwWV_6BgU/s320/11+17+07+txt+msg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133821391826747330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I just watched  "One More Chance" with Maritoni in the new Midtown cinema. The theater was small much to my amazement. The movie was good because it had a lot of creative mechanisms but the ending failed to fully resolve the conflict for it to actually convince the audience that the problem was resolved. Kulang pa, ika nga. But I've got to give it to the writers. I really love the scene where Tricia (Maja Salvador) closed Popoy's (John Lloyd Cruz) eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XBAif9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0qyzvTQ1jKM/s1600-h/One+More+Chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 367px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XBAif9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0qyzvTQ1jKM/s320/One+More+Chance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133821396121714642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was another time for a worship session in God's Household of Blessing. Honestly, every time I go there it gives me a feeling of rejuvenation to face the new week. I feel a lot lighter and brighter. Before the session, we watched a slide show of the pictures on our recent retreat in Tagaytay. It was a lot of fun reminiscing the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XRAif-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/acpW5kNh8GI/s1600-h/11+17+07+god%27s+rays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XRAif-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/acpW5kNh8GI/s320/11+17+07+god%27s+rays.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133821400416681954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I went home and I was just in time for the 3rd Eviction Night of Pinoy Big Brother Celebrity Edition 2. Good thing Megan was out already. She was just too childish for me. I wish all the best in her future endeavors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz8A4RAigCI/AAAAAAAAABU/e28UJw2nHJ4/s1600-h/11+17+07+megan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz8A4RAigCI/AAAAAAAAABU/e28UJw2nHJ4/s400/11+17+07+megan.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133823066863992866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I ate a bar of Choco Mucho. It was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XhAif_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hvG0rEp1c_o/s1600-h/11+17+07+choco+bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XhAif_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hvG0rEp1c_o/s320/11+17+07+choco+bar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133821404711649266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It will be less than a month before I go back to a tradition that I didn't do in more than 10 years: Caroling! I'm very excited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XhAigAI/AAAAAAAAABE/SiFBFE1aIkM/s1600-h/11+17+07+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_XhAigAI/AAAAAAAAABE/SiFBFE1aIkM/s320/11+17+07+christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133821404711649282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-176150298753453344?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/176150298753453344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=176150298753453344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/176150298753453344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/176150298753453344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-poh-kemuzta-poh-keoh-haha-from.html' title='HeLLo PoH! KeMUztA pOh KeOH? (Haha, from Leah)'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz7_WxAif8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/W4uwWV_6BgU/s72-c/11+17+07+txt+msg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1640858134461446878</id><published>2007-11-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T09:29:17.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish You Were Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That good old song by Incubus still boggles my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enrollment is now finally over and done with. Now I can leave a more peaceful life, I hope. Getting into the subject is not as easy as passing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, the Christmas longing is bugging me. I don't think I can study well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also that very special day is drawing near and I'm very excited. I already thought of plans that will be surely fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have to read a book in Geography and solve tons of integrals. How hard can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another thing to be thankful for was my Re-aff form. I finally thought of a codename after 3 days of tormented imaginations. I finally decided to use the title of my short story last semester. I'm excited for this sem's applicants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope I can watch a movie soon and I'm looking forward for "One More Chance" starring Bea and John Lloyd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz5DBhAif6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/uuQsaC2_uYY/s1600-h/One+More+Chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz5DBhAif6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/uuQsaC2_uYY/s400/One+More+Chance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133614318568505250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speaking of the love team, I saw the teaser of the second installment of the much anticipated come back of "Maging Sino Ka Man". It was amazing! I can't wait for next month to watch Jackie, Eli, Celine, and JB once more. I was also intrigued on what role will Toni partake in the story. The whole thing looks very promising.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz5DpRAif7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/bqyf9j3Nd24/s1600-h/MSKMBOOK2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz5DpRAif7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/bqyf9j3Nd24/s320/MSKMBOOK2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133615001468305330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sleepy already. Until next time! ^^,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1640858134461446878?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1640858134461446878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1640858134461446878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1640858134461446878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1640858134461446878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish You Were Here'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/Rz5DBhAif6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/uuQsaC2_uYY/s72-c/One+More+Chance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-3503028407735626531</id><published>2007-11-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:03:48.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Once More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Classes were suspended because of the raging rain brought by a cold front in the local weather system. The bad thing though was that the announcement came as late as three in the afternoon. Again, they're very late. Damn those officials...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the best thing was when I got home early for Uber! Yeah I miss that show! The debate was uber funny. I hope there will be more early homecomings to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bb2.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/16/Articles/pbbceuber111407-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://bb2.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/16/Articles/pbbceuber111407-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thnks fr th mmrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bb2.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/16/Articles/pbbceuber111407-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-3503028407735626531?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3503028407735626531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=3503028407735626531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3503028407735626531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/3503028407735626531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/uber-once-more.html' title='Uber Once More'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-5048552683801605689</id><published>2007-11-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:29:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Carmi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;First meeting namin sa PE 3 Advanced Bowling with Prof. Noel K. Rivera. He sounded good. I'm very excited to get my hands on a bowling ball again. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Carmi Lou's birthday and she treated us in Jollibee Philcoa. I got a taste of chicken and spaghetti again. How I miss those kind of food. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to classes again tomorrow morning. My mind isn't conditioned yet to study. I think I'll get over it by next week after I finish my Change of Matriculation in Math 54. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch "One More Chance". I hope I'm free by Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Miguel's 3-in-1 coffee mix is very addicting! It tastes so good! Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is fast-approaching so as my birthday. Yikes, I better get ready.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the next batch of StatSoc applicants. Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy Big Brother Celebrity Edition 2 is very good!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I stumble upon the ride home when my thoughts drifted towards you.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.steves-digicams.com/potda/11142007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.steves-digicams.com/potda/11142007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-5048552683801605689?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5048552683801605689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=5048552683801605689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5048552683801605689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5048552683801605689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-carmi.html' title='Happy Birthday Carmi!'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-6225215122969587504</id><published>2007-11-13T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:09:22.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was spending my loneliest time playing 1 vs 100 online. I went gaga over it for 2 days and after a tedious struggle, I beat the mob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/RzmhwxO868I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_1MSgD_goOk/s1600-h/1+vs+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/RzmhwxO868I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_1MSgD_goOk/s400/1+vs+100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132311109587233730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-6225215122969587504?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6225215122969587504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=6225215122969587504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6225215122969587504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/6225215122969587504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/one.html' title='The One'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/RzmhwxO868I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_1MSgD_goOk/s72-c/1+vs+100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-777755004089800397</id><published>2007-10-19T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:33:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What makes you happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Being with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you sad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thinking that I’m sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing that ever happened to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Being in MaSci and UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst thing that ever happened to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Gameboy got lost. I don’t mind about the Gameboy, but the GAMES! Holy guacamole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one thing did you accomplish that you are most proud of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Salu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest regret? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was not brave at that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you enjoy most? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sports and Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you would like to change in your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom do you admire most? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stephen King and Neil Gaiman. Awesome authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most important thing you have learned in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pakikisama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What five words would you use to describe yourself to another person? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peaceful, wise, responsible, jolly, simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to be doing five years from now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Computing probabilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your goal in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To be a successful person (toinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What obstacle could stand in the way of reaching your goal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katamaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you overcome that obstacle that stands in your way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kasipagan (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does success mean to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It depends. If at first I don’t succeed, I redefine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers you most in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Social pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brings you the most joy in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seeing the people around me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do well? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the sun set every night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the Amish in season? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long is a one-day pass good for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;86,400 seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time does the 9 o'clock ferry leave? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;21 o'clock military time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many miles of undiscovered cave are there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the CLOSED FOR CLEANING sign on the rest room? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You placed it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come all of the war battles were fought in National Parks? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you have better marking in the places where trails do not exist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the same moon we see in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vermont&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you have more signs saying to keep the area pristine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Perhaps…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it rains, will the fireworks be held inside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask the technicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you read the comics in the newspaper? If so, what is your favourite one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes, Pugad Baboy is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many bedrooms are in your house? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;One and a half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be on a gameshow, which one would you want to go on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;JEOPARDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jello-o or pudding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jell-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to a ghost town? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Drove passed them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you eat soup, do you use your spoon till the last drop, or do you pick up the bowl and drink the very last bit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I use the spoon to “simot” it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you graduate high school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sounds more appealing to you, Buy one get one free or two for one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Two for one. There’s the word ‘two’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sew? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your least favourite thing about going on a vacation? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The traveling discomforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Concrete floors are very hard to crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it took eight men ten hours to build a wall, how long would it take four men to build it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No time at all it is already built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had three apples and four oranges in one hand and four apples and three oranges in the other hand, what would you have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Very large hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you lift an elephant with one hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It is not a problem, since you will never find an elephant with one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a man go eight days without sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No Probs , He sleeps at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you throw a red stone into the blue sea what it will become? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It will Wet or Sink as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What looks like half apple? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you never eat for breakfast? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lunch and Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened when wheel was invented? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It caused a revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what area/s of your life do you experience the most pleasure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what area/s of your life do you experience the most challenge or problems? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you value about your friendships? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Trust and company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you receive compliments? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whole-heartedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know when you are feeling anxious or fearful? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I don’t know what’s happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What causes you to become angry or upset? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Irresponsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What habit/s, would you most like to change? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Computer addiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What evidence do you have that you deserve to be loved? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Talk to the hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe your life will be better a year from now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist but a person who drives a race car not called a racist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the man who invests all your money called a 'broker'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Breaks promises I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do bald men wash their head with soap or shampoo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Umaasa pa rin sila I guess, shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hair color do they put on the driver's licenses of bald men? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mahilig ka sa kalbo ah. &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why are the obituaries found in the "living" section of the newspaper? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alam ko ibang section talaga iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are one handed people offended when police tell them to put their hands up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can sweet and sour sauce be sweet and sour at the same time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It activates both the sweet and sour taste buds at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about how mothers feed their babies with tiny little spoons and forks so I wondered what do Chinese mothers use? Toothpicks? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you're in hell, and you're mad at someone, where do you tell them to go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Back to earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-777755004089800397?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/777755004089800397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=777755004089800397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/777755004089800397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/777755004089800397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/interview.html' title='The Interview'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1626771736153179675</id><published>2007-09-29T07:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T07:26:36.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Code of Secrecy</title><content type='html'>What you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1626771736153179675?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1626771736153179675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1626771736153179675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1626771736153179675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1626771736153179675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/code-of-secrecy.html' title='Code of Secrecy'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8549295199131214512</id><published>2007-08-04T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T13:03:13.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that can Really Annoy You but You Can’t Help Laughing it Off and Have Fun at the Same Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 4&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freshcapade: The Freshmen Rookie Camp with Glorietta Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It was a day when the different blocks get to be bonded with each other. Lots of fun activities await us, and we swift through them. I was only able to join the group by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;1:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; because I had a PE class earlier. The sunken garden was full action. There was a big inflatable slide and a paintball arena. I registered and I got lots of freebies, thanks to the UP-FOPC headed by our very own StatSoc or Statistical Society. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We were about to take our block pic and we have to finalize it. O-2’s block pic is really good and creative. So we did all our best to come up with a photo that will reflect our block. The idea was from our block head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;. And by the way, O-2 won the best block pic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;After our block pic, Angelica and Rj stayed to take advantage of the freebies. We tried the balloon slide, and it was a lot of fun! I can go on like that for a day! Then, we mingled with the higher years of stat. They were very friendly and accommodating. We even played a game as a group. They were really nice too, treating us as if we were of the same year level. Now I’m beginning to know why all the Stat majors know each other. It was time for me to leave, and kuya Renz and kuya Marvin accompanied me in the MRT. I got to know them more. It’s really nice to gain friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I got off at Ayala Station to bond with my classmates in Alpha Course, namely, Ate Xie, Ate Ann, Kamille, Ralph, and Philippe. I was the first to arrive at Food Choices, then Ate Ann. We were to watch Transformers so we went up to the ticket booths to see the time schedules. Darn it, there was no Transformers movie in THX. So the rest of the bunch arrived and we decided not to push through because we all had early endeavors the following day. We just decided to have dinner in Sbarro. Yes, it was my first time, and it was so expensive. I wasn’t satisfied with my baked ziti, but I was really impressed by their pizza which was very well made. After dining, we had a little conversation about each other. We got to know each one a little more because of this bonding event. Then, we went to the stage where we bonded even more, talking about our lives and sharing experiences. The mall already closed and so we had to say farewell. It was worth the time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I really enjoyed this day. I’ll never forget it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 5&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I decided to pay a visit to UPM, just to meet my friends who studies there. I saw Abi, Sam, Aby, Bea, Rowena and Blessie. I was very happy in seeing them again. Then, Sam and I decided to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;’s Transformers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It is probably one of the best movies I have ever watched in my entire life. Mainly it was because of the flow of the story entailing no dull moments whatsoever. I got to give a big tap in the shoulder the scriptwriter for his very creative script. I really liked the dialogue and the story. The special effects doubled the whole spectacle. Flying metals and fighting robots, up to the smallest detail, they were consistent with respect to their visual content. I was just amazed during and after the movie. Simply the BEST.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 6&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tempfreshure Rising: The Freshmen Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It was a rocking event full of thrills and excitement. Many freshies attended the concert, for it was free! Yehey! When you enter, people from the FOPC will give you lots of freebies and including a cup of coffee from Figaro. A lot of my friends were there, so it was fun. Some non-UPD people who were there included Lyssa, Sam, and Mik. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The band list included (which I liked) Kjwan, Moonstar 88, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;, Callalily, Blue Ketchup, 6 Cycle Mind, Chicosci, Parokya ni Edgar, and Kamikazee. While enjoying the night, one girl from the FOPC approached me and asked if I can join there “little” contest. They said that there will be a free Penshoppe bag if I join. I willingly summoned to her request. While waiting for our portion, we got to be near the stage and I watched Parokya and Kamikazee from their! It was so cool, being near to them while they perform. Then, it was the contest. When it was already my turn, I got up close with Rico and Geli! I was so star strucked because I listen to them every weekday afternoons on Rx. So I answered Nathan without knowing what the question was, and I got the bag. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It was already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;1 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; and I don’t know how to go home. Good thing there was a jeep in front of the Bahay ng Alumni and I rode it towards Philcoa where I road a bus home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;~ ~ ~ Fun ~ ~ Starstrucked ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 7&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hm, I call this the Master’s Degree so to speak. Tackling life and the challenges it offers, surely a one big heck of a duty, but with a strong foundation, it will surely be surpassed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 9 &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP Math Club Apps Orientation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My last class ends at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="14"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;2:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; and the apps orientation is at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;5:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;. I waited 3 hours in the main lib, reading Philosophy. I went to the CS Complex and I saw Michaelle. I also saw Ate Janis, also a Mascian. I was glad to see her again, for she was a good high school newspaper article writer. They gave out freebies as well. Then they told us the club’s requirements. I was shocked by its quantity. I had thoughts of backing out, and I did.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 17&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP Statistical Society Acquaintance Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A day of fun and games. It was a day when I got to meet the people behind StatSoc. The freshmen were outnumbered by the higher year members. Each committee of the org did a presentation introducing their members and respective duties. I enjoyed the presentations of the Stat Repertory and the Personnel Committee. Then, there was free food: A plate of nicely cooked spaghetti and a piece of Spanish bread sided with a glass of grape juice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The game was called “Langit Lupa” and I didn’t know why it was named that way. Basically, we were all divided into seven groups and we are asked to know as much information from each other. Then, a person from the group will be called to the front and a question will be asked, if the representative and the group had the same answer, the group gets a point. The game went really nuts and crazy, but we managed to tie with the top-scorer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The night ended. I rode the MRT with some members of StatSoc. It was a pleasant day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 18&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Day of Good Bowling and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; with my Close Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;PE Day, again, and we had a test! Heck, I thought I will never encounter these in PE. I’m so thankful that the questions were easy enough to answer. There were questions that pertained to the bowling facilities, and I just looked at them to get the answers. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;During the drills, I sucked really bad. But during the four-step drill, I managed to regain myself. Then, it was time for the pins. I was really overjoyed because I was the highest scorer in our group. Hey, 114 may not be that high, but I am proud of it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I went to Robinson’s Ermita to meet with Maton. I missed her so much. We ate at McDonald’s and we saw Sally, Kevin, Laarni, and Allyster. We saw someone with them who she insisted that look likes PauBa and I think is not. I also bought “Smoke and Mirrors” by Neil Gaiman, which I really love at this point. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;~Neil Gaiman is really a genius!!!~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 20&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP StatSoc Apps Orientation and Buddy Bidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It is my course’s premiere academic organization. It goes on a description:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;The UP Statistical Society, 90 sets of intelligent minds, 10 sets of talented committees, 1 organization, has a mission to promote awareness and enhance interest in the field of Statistics of students in the UP community and in the Society.&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I really like to join this org. Somehow; I felt that this will be a chance to meet new friends and acquaintances. Ate G, Ate Vyna, and Ate Ekai are some of the mascians in the org, which added to my desire of becoming a member. The apps orientation went good. Ate Vyna presented the the requirements and activities of the org. It requires a high percentage grade (80%) but they said that it was easy and just enjoy the way, and we will get there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;After the apps orientation, I went to UPM to watch a concert of UP-Manila Chorale. It was good, and I really loved their last song, “Bituing Walang Ningning”. It was so creepy but in a good way. Nice job to the UPMC.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July 24&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schmooze- An Acquaintance Party of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Bang the Social Scene”…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;One hot and humid afternoon after my CW 10 class, I decided to go to SM North to get a haircut. I was in the waiting shed in front of Palma Hall and nearer to the Main Library. I waited for so long that I have almost missed my appointment. Luckily, I was able to catch a jeepney that will take me to my destination.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I got inside the salon, and the guy offered me a deal. I’ll get my hair treated on hot-oil for Php715 inclusive of haircut and 30% discount. I strongly rejected the idea and insisted to get an ordinary haircut. Besides, I didn’t have that amount on my wallet by that time, but I may give some thoughts on it again in the near future. After the visit, I went to the bathroom to change clothes. I looked at the mirror and I was satisfied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I went back to UP to catch a jeepney to Katipunan. I got to admit, it is the route I least know, so I am in the constant mode of looking through the windows. I got down in front of Ateneo. Blue Finn was nowhere in sight. The shimmering and striking sunrays just never cease to be out of my circumference. Should anyone try to shut the sun up just for once, I would be glad to be one of them. After minutes of treading along Katipunan, still the venue was nowhere in site.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I got on a shopping center and decided to ride a tricycle. The driver said that Blue Finn was already in the next building. I felt rejoiced for I found a new hope. I arrived at Blue Finn. Blue Finn was there. I entered and saw many faces of the upper class. I sat on one table, alone, seemingly contemplating on a subject matter but I was just simply waiting for someone to come. A beautiful lady approached me and asked my year level. I graciously said that I am a part of the freshmen allegiance and she accompanied me to our seating area. There, I found people from O-2 and the Bruce look-alike. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;As I waited, several acquaintances arrived. There was Ate G, a fellow Mascian who is now a Junior. Jovan and Kareena, fellow blockmates. Jovan is a genius mathematician, perfecting exams in Math 17. Kareena is a jolly rocker chick with a good sense of companionship. She reminds me of a bad girl, but Kareena is the exact opposite. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Kalai people started to enter; Angelica, Myka, Jadd, and Ryan. A couple of other blockmates who came; Jervie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;, Al Marie, Abram, Jela, and RJ. Of course, there was our great block head and batch rep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The party was just awesome. Lots of socializing happening, and the new friends I have met really enticed me. It was the best time to mingle with other people, especially with my blockmates. The Mr. and Ms. Stat was magnificent. I was so glad that Ate Vyna won as Ms. Stat. I truly believe that she deserves it. Go Masci!!! Go StatSoc!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yeah, the party wrapped up by 11 and I went home alone (though Angelica and Myka went to PhilCoa also). Why I was happy the whole night? I think it was the company of my friends. Thanks to Angelica, Myka, Kareena, Jovan, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;. What a night it was!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 3pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;In closing, I want to share a verse from Moonstar 88’s “Migraine”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hindi sinasadya &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Na hanapin pa ang lugar ko&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Asan nga ba ako?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nandiyan pa ba sa iyo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Gusto ko lang naman ng totoo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yung tipong ang sagot&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ay hindi rin isang tanong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nahihilo, nalilito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Asan ba ako sa iyo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Aasa ba ako sa iyo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I hope you had a great July too. I hope that August would be as lovely (or better) for all of us. So long, take care!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-8549295199131214512?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8549295199131214512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8549295199131214512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8549295199131214512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8549295199131214512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/things-that-can-really-annoy-you-but.html' title='Things that can Really Annoy You but You Can’t Help Laughing it Off and Have Fun at the Same Time'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8097749358619075256</id><published>2007-07-22T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T10:17:09.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Should Things Like This Happen Especially at Times Like Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:8;" &gt;The day was a passive and quiescent one; indeed, it was just one typical day in a public grade school. Some children were playing, some children were crying, and some children were laughing. Our classroom was small, yet, there were some 90 students in it, including me. The place was far from neat and far from conduciveness. The noise was not in scarcity; my classmates were a good source of it plus the children outside. Many of my classmates were coming to me, for it was exam day and they wanted me to help them in their mathematical dilemmas. They were asking this and that, and I answered them one by one. I can hardly hear each one of them, and I was baffled at times because of the noise and discomfort our room gives. Then, I heard a huge bang on the door; it was our teacher, looking very irate as usual. She was resolute in giving us the exam. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:8;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After the exam, some were distressed, some were apathetic, some were in fear, some were perplexed, yet some were jovial. Then someone approached me, looking very ecstatic and festive. She thanked me and she gave me a tap on my shoulder. I was astonished. I really felt good, being appreciated. She was the first to make me feel important in this world. I was so fascinated that my mind got lost; I didn’t know what to do. My heart pumped faster, my hands sweated, and my knees weakened. All I can see were her eyes, and her sweet smile that gives tranquility in my world. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;It was time to part ways, to give way for the new day. My mind thought of catching up with her, but my body did otherwise. I looked at her one more time, with her long hair gliding with her movement. I had a fervent desire to be close to her, to be with her. But then again, it was just too good to be true. She is too high for me to reach. She reminds me of a girl who only exists in my dreams. As I sleep, her thought gave me a smile. I was already absorbed in the insanity of love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-8097749358619075256?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8097749358619075256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8097749358619075256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8097749358619075256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8097749358619075256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-should-things-like-this-happen.html' title='Why Should Things Like This Happen Especially at Times Like Now'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-5275644978625229958</id><published>2007-07-01T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:08:17.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pink Pouch and the Blue Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been a very busy week for me, one too many spectacles just happening and I can see more coming. College is slowly creeping into me now, preparing for the challenges of tomorrow. Let me tell what happened when I was conscious this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week could be labeled as a “Factoring Fiasco” week for everyone was asking help on their factoring assignments. Whew, a complete ache in the head, but the desire to solve one was fervent. Some items, I just can’t process when really, what do all of these things have to do with our lives? Just leave them alone and fuhgeddaboudit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a song in the radio, it was so beautiful and it was the emblem of the previous happenings in my life. It was by Session Road entitled “Sana Naman”. Too heavy to burden, but I related to it nonetheless. I’m just happy that everything is at least in good terms again. I don’t know, the “ilang” part is still here. It will just take time, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Eto, nag-aaway na naman tayo&lt;br /&gt;Namomroblema, napapahiya&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, pinalalampas ko na lang&lt;br /&gt;Kahit nasasaktan, paano na lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na ng kunwarian, nakaka-ilang&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapagod ang usapan&lt;br /&gt;Wala ring pupuntahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana naman, maibalik ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;At nang matutunan, na ‘wag kang iwanan&lt;br /&gt;Sana naman, maibalik ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;Nang di s’ya masayang, at sana ako’y pakinggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Math exam is fast approaching, I must get ready, I don’t know what to expect…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, the School of Statistics had a company tour which was meant for the Stat freshies. I woke up at 3:30 A.M. just to get to UP by 6:00 A.M. as the scheduled assembly time. I got to the School of Statistics and there were only few. Then by the time we were complete, we got in the tourist bus. It was very cozy and pleasing. I got to seat in the middle of the aisle with those foldable seats. I was with Ange and our new found friend, RJ. He was from DLS-Greenhills so he was f***ingly rich. He is also very kind and humble. It’s nice to find a buddy in my block that is not from Masci. We went to many places; National Statistical Coordination Board, Securities and Exchange Commission, and the Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people from NSCB were very accommodating, and among the three, the trip there was the liveliest and most fun. They presented the agency’s function in a very loose and unserious fashion that every one of us can relate. They also made hilarious parodies…, hehe… The SEC trip was ok, we were able to go to the rooftop where RJ pointed out the bird’s eye view of his former school, DLS-Greenhills. The BSP was very disappointing because the Money Musuem was not finished yet, so we have to bear with the deficiencies of the place like unfilled sections and the poignant smell. And after the trip in BSP, we all learned that “if it’s a pink pouch, DON’T TOUCH IT!!!” or it will cause some serious trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking forward for the Freshie week. I’m sure it will be a lot of fun. The pressure is on us because Stat has held the Best Block title for the past two years. Oh yeah, but I hope one of us will emerge victorious. Go STAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized… my friends became really generous to me for they treated me for things… I’m so thankful for them…hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still money-less, and it’s really hard to have fun without much of it. I’m just catering myself to some sudoku problems when I am bored. Whew, I missed the old times when we always go to Robinson’s after the day’s classes. Oh the good old high school life, nakakamiss, pero kailangan nang magmove-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a quote in a computer shop which says, “Always forgive, but don’t forget!”. What a lie, it’s a crap for me. I believe they always co-exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to visit UPM at some time, but all the time I have some activities from school and other stuff. I hope I can find time to visit our sister campus and maybe my high school too. I miss a lot of people from UPM. I wonder how they are doing there. I can’t wait for that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBB is making fun of its audience. What a scam, Wendy should have been out a long time ago. The day that she went back in, I already had suspicions that the show is being manipulated. I don’t want it to get to the point that the show will completely lose its reliability as a “reality” show. The staff wants to keep Wendy in so that people will watch the show more to watch-out for the mistakes and eccentric behavior that she will be making. I really hope she gets what she truly deserves…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congratulations to Beatriz So for being this season’s Big Winner! Yeah, she deserves it. Go kababayan! Wendy deserves what she heard from the audience, nobody can blame them. But at least, she is aware that the people don’t like her. I really wanted Gee-ann to win, but being in the Big Four is good enough. I really liked the parody that the show did on the final four; it was very hilarious and entertaining especially when Wendy is taking the floor. The Big Night itself was one night to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my testimonial during our graduation rites in the Alpha Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Before joining this group, I was a very different person. Somehow, the life I knew then was always revolving around the material things. All I knew is that life starts at birth and ends in death and we have to make the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course, I was able to realize many things in my life. I developed a stronger faith in God. I believe in Him in the past, but it became deeper with the help of this course. I came to know Him as a true God and not just a supernatural high-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I learned to communicate with God through the prayer. Before, I thought that praying should be done very seriously and carefully, but I learned that it can be done anywhere, anytime, and in any manner, which relieves my feeling that I will say something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with God also came about through the Bible. I learned to imbibe the word in my heart and apply it in my everyday life. I consider it “the manual of life” for it really contains how we should live our lives the way God wants us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel more confident in living life because I now know that God is with me, all the time. I believe that He will guide me in every decision that I make because I know that He only wants the best for me and for others. Now isn’t that a great relief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how important it is to hold on to my faith because I became “sturdier” life. I feel a lot safer. Like the course title implies, this is just the beginning. My life will still travel so far and it’s a good thing that I am able to develop a good spiritual foundation, thanks to the Alpha Course. With this, I know that I can be worthy to be one with the kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graduation was so much fun! There was food everywhere and I had my tummy filled to full tank for it was that delicious and enticing. I really liked our opening game where we were able to know each other very effectively and until now, I still know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Melissa sleeps; Tita Neneth drinks water; Leslie performs; Philippe sings; Nicole surfs the internet; Kamille plays volleyball; Ralph draws; Bea dances; I write; Ate Nikki jogs; Pastor Art eats; Kuya Carlo exercises; Kuya Karl reads; Ate Neri chats over the phone; Ate Bey does yoga; Ate Pam travels; Ate Ciara plays billiards; Pastor Freddie flies; Dave chats in the internet; Ate Ann is a fan of Piolo Pascual; and Kuya Yuzo swims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some games and much entertainment from my fellow graduates and our facilitators. Let’s see a rundown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ph, Ralph, Leslie, Bea, Nicole, Kamille, and I – A rendition of Taylor Hicks’ “Do I Make You Proud”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ph, Ralph, Leslie – “Go The Distance”, ese magnifico cancion de la graduacion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ralph – The Speaks’ “High”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ph – he loves to sing so he sang… waw, I forgot about the title, sorry. I’m just not into old forms old music (redundant??). All I remember is that he did a dance and song number of the hit from the 80’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ph and Ralph – I can’t decipher what they sang… Again, too old for me, hehe, really sorry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ate Ciara – SWV’s “Weak”, I think dedicated to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ate Nikki – Lea Salonga’s wonderful song about a woman who is to leave the country for her profession and tells her partner, “Promise Me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ate Ann – do the Belly dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dave – the classic Barry Manilow’s “Copa Cabana” (I hope I got the title right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nicole – taught us a Pep Squad Cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ate Bey – hmmm…… yoga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kuya Yuzo – the bigaten of EAC (quoted from Ate Ann), did the runway like a model. He really looks like Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night was very memorable; it was like a bonding moment for us. We were closer to each other by then and with the addition of Kamille in the family, I think the next sessions will have more fun and joy. Next week starts the new course on Life, and I think it will be very exciting. I hope I will be permitted to go, I really hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out our pics on Ate Ann’s multiply, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seyernna.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://seyernna.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home, with the blue moon above, shining brightly on the night sky. There was to be something special every time that blue moon appears, but I guess it just be an omen forever. I think it happened to somebody else. I’m asserting that the prowess struck them. I can never be more jealous, but what can I do? Nothing really, but to forget, I presume. Wala na rin naman na eh. Then I should be happy for myself! They all deserve each other. I can only wish that it would happen to me too. I can never be one of them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three months has passed, and I’m still sober…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-5275644978625229958?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5275644978625229958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=5275644978625229958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5275644978625229958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/5275644978625229958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/pink-pouch-and-blue-moon.html' title='The Pink Pouch and the Blue Moon'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-4400735421542624703</id><published>2007-06-24T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T10:13:21.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My School Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time in my life that no one ever cared about who I was. It is a cycle; a cycle of dreams and thoughts that was never been realized. Now, that I enter a new chapter in my life, I highly doubt the distinction it will make will be on the better. So where as to I stand, I shall perish myself with guilt, and never live a normal life again. I guess this is my life’s dogma: no matter what I do, I always end up being the villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was to be used again by my master. It has been a week since he last got me. My vacation has been great, so was his, to say the least. To be honest, I do miss it. Spending the whole day with him really makes me feel appreciated. He will now venture into new depths and staggering obstacles, but, I’m sure he will make it through.  It has been two years since he last saw me before summer, but then, he had changed a lot. He came to be mature and wise. Gone are the days when he would be acting like a child and whine over petty things. He has become successful, and received a lot of cash awards too in their graduation rites. Too bad though I wasn’t able to catch his speech. But then again, I know that we will be on this together, no matter what. Only time knows what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first week was fit on his adjustment to the classes he enrolled in. First day was Bowling, just gave the requirements and other important reminders. The next day was no similar; Philo 1 was in profound astonishment. His professor was too good to be true. He was the kind of instructor who knows almost anything. Then came his Math 53, and the professor told him he missed his first class under him. Darn it, he was in the freshman orientation for God’s sake! The Math prof was nice and very competent; he earned his PhD in Mathematics in France! He was a very good explainer, my master’s ideal instructor. It was EEE time and the venue was great, very conducive… for sleeping? I guess, and I think the prof won’t mind. I myself often sleep during that class. The next day, it was his Stat class. His professor called him and asked what was Stat 114 all about, and he answered,”Descriptive Statistics.” Good thing he was able to pull that right. I think his prof is a terror, better be beware. His final class for the week came, CW10, with a very cool and contemporary prof. She was very good in relating the subject to the class. She likes anime and movies especially Pirates of the Caribbean! Wow, she and my master will really get along. I think he will enjoy this subject. It was finally time for us to rest for that very busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I wasn’t able to join him. He was accompanied by my younger brother. When they got home, they were all exasperated. Master looked bothered and sad. He mingled with his phone and slept immediately. I saw the tears flowing down his face, I knew then that something was wrong. It must have been the fault of someone again. When he will ever learn? I mean, it is so pathetic to be troubled about that person who doesn’t even give a shit to my superior. There’s no sense. I hope he would get over this insanity. I hope he would finally understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week of academics passed, all the assignments made and submitted, and there was hope that now showed on his face. I didn’t know what it meant, but I think it was for the better. Nice one, I may say, to the extent to which he would draw out of his miseries. I mean really, he is the only one who can help himself at these tough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has met a lot of people, way better than someone. And college life seems to be taking a good path. I don’t see any setbacks on drawing away from that someone; it is totally independent. But will this be really right? I know my master hasn’t been a good man for quite some time to that person, and his decisions are very critical especially at these times. I think he should just let go, the future is bigger and better without that someone. But won’t this lead to my master ask the same question he was left with in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-4400735421542624703?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4400735421542624703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=4400735421542624703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4400735421542624703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/4400735421542624703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-school-bag.html' title='My School Bag'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-8861111711078589570</id><published>2007-06-10T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T11:38:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ad Astra per Aspera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“To the stars through hardships…”; a good Latin phrase that conveys a meaning. I hope I can get to my own star…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 1 – June 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the universe is trying to tell me something… Pastor Freddie said, “The truth will set you free.” Then, someone said, “If you don’t want to be tempted, stay away.” Hmm… uncomfortably enough, it suites my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so happy for you Maton, hehe. Told you, it’s the effect of liberty. That would really complete your day. I hope it continues on and on and on….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOEP is finally over, giving us another week to replenish ourselves for the real thing. It was kind of sad ‘coz we weren’t the best section but we had fun. Its kinda sad, but I know there will still be that bond between us. I will miss many people like Aaron, Lori-ann, Gem, Eusy, Mayen, Patt, Nathaniel, EA, Lys, Leandro, Raynard, Jobel, Jo, Jevie, and so many more. Good luck to you guyz!!! Go Gonzee ’07!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played bowling last Friday and I was horrible. I was really bothered. My all time lowest score of 67, really frustrating. I hope I can be better… Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.I. opinions: Hm, I think the last season’s finale had the lowest ratings ever. And Jordan Sparks’ winning song, “This is my Now” had the fewest first week digital downloads among all the winning songs of past Idol winners. The song is good but I wonder how it would sound if Melinda sang it… Hmm, the show’s talents just keep on depreciating each season… I’m really worried… I still think that Carrie Underwood is the best AI talent ever. Go Carrie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to UP to “pay” my tuition. Good thing it will be shouldered by DOST. I won’t have to worry about money anymore for the rest of my college life, I hope. Then, I got my ID scheduled, went to SC to buy some blue books and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is migrating to USA. So his family went to our house and had some sort of farewell gathering. I felt so bad because he was my “kababata”. Everytime I went to the province, he was my close buddy since I was a child. I will surely miss him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 5 – June 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to UP to submit my exercises in the DOST summer classes. Ma’am Rye said that the DOST people wanted to see our papers, including our midterms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things do change fast, including preferences. I’m currently addicted to Jordan Sparks’ “This is My Now”. Chico is right, at first, you won’t like an American Idol finale song, but as you listen to it several times, you get to like it. And now, I’m having LSS because the song has very good meaning, shot through the heart. Also, I’m liking Elliott Yamin’s “Wait for You”, another “shot through the heart” song. I like its lyrics and rhythm. I’ve noticed that I’ve been listening to AI talents more often now: Jordan Sparks, Elliott Yamin, Katharine McPhee, and Carrie Underwood. They’re just so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following day, Leslie, CM and I met each at Masci. Then they saw Pauxu. We accompanied her as she waits for Laurence. When he had arrived, we ate lunch in the school canteen with Linnaeus people. Then, Leslie, CM, and I went to Robinson’s to watch Shrek 3. I was not impressed with the movie, I’ve expected more. Then, we went to CM’s dentist and went back to Rob to have some snacks at Wendy’s. We talked some matters with each other which were confidential, or did I just thought they were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, Ralph, Bea, Aby, and I went skating in Moa. Ph was unable to come for it was his grandfather’s burial. I was shocked by Bea’s transformation. She looked a lot better and seemed to be very ready for college. The first time I stepped inside the rink, I felt very different and I couldn’t skate freely. Hm, it was tough; it took me fifteen minutes to regain my composure. After the fun, we went to Pizza Hut to have lunch. Cheezy pops supreme pizza was enough for us. Then, we went to Badminton City to play the sport. The unlimited promo was already over, so we have to pay for the hourly rate which is P200. Then I went home after, with a troubled mind……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after that, Nica, Cha, and I went to Robinson’s. Nica paid her debt in terms of bowling games. I did very bad, too bothered, or did I just lost the hang of it. Things do change after all, sometimes your good, sometimes not. We went back to school and saw Mike, Chad, Leo, and Rap. We talked with each other. It’s been a long time since I last saw Mike and Rap. Then we went back to Rob to buy me some CD’s and Chad bought his thumb drive. Then, we ate dinner in Greenwich, Nica and I subsidized some of the expenses. I went back home, with a more troubled mind…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was already Saturday. Pausiu arranged a surprise birthday party for Alyssa Ricci! Some people who made it were Rap, Nick Paul, Eric, Karl, Lu, Emma, Maton, Lara, Pauxu, and Karen. It was a lot of fun and lots of food too. We played some games including 1,2,3 Pass and Killer Killer. Then we sand a birthday song to Alyssa and she blew her candles. She was already 17! The cake was great; chocolate and caramel, yummy! It was a very emotional moment during the gift giving ceremonies, or was it? Alyssa was so touched with all the gifts she received. She deserves it for being a good friend to everyone. I wish you best in your endeavors and stay strong and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s on my mind???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scanned a book in Powerbooks; it was about living a better life. There was a chapter there entitled, “Letting Go of the Past”. One must forgive himself for the shortcomings he has made. One must learn to accept reality. If one won’t let go of the bitter past, God won’t give him a better future. I really want to have that book…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can change so fast, and I think so… Forgiveness is a choice, it is not an option. I understand you… It was my fault in the first place. I guess I have to move on. I guess I can’t do anything to change your mind. Thanks for the memories… I really appreciate you being a part of my past. I have to look at the Brightside; I believe that the future has so much more to offer. I looked around, away from you; I can’t believe the love I saw from my true friends. I was so busy thinking about you that I never appreciated it. I want my fears to be left behind. I want to make my shadows and doubt gone. I want to live a better life… I wish you find someone who will please you and I thought you did already. I look at the people around me and I saw them all very happy with their lives. I think it’s my turn now. I believe it is the right thing to do. You will be better off without me. So this is goodbye…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-8861111711078589570?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8861111711078589570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=8861111711078589570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8861111711078589570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/8861111711078589570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/ad-astra-per-aspera.html' title='Ad Astra per Aspera'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-7952688250866583557</id><published>2007-05-27T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:19:36.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do All Good Things Come to an End?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Honestly, what will become of me? I don’t like reality; it’s way too clear to me. I want to pull away when the dream dies. The pain sets in and I don’t cry. I only feel gravity and I wonder why.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was the night of Bea Marnelli Pineda Pitoy; a night that she will truly remember. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went first to Nica’s place to have my final preparations. Nica’s hair is shocking, as usual. Then, the two of us and Cha went to Grepalife. We were an hour early so Bea told us to handle the registration area. One by one, the guests arrived in their beautiful outfits. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The clock ticked as the big event draws near. Then, it came. The grand entrance of the debutant herself is great. The food was satisfying and bountiful. Then, we performed at the center for the cotillion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the program came the dancing. It was a lot of fun! Good music and good atmosphere. Although the first part was enervating, the latter part pulled it back up. Many of my friends were dancing with me, enjoying the night. I thought I was happy then. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, waiters started serving adult drinks. There were SML’s and punches. I tried the gin punches because they were lighter. It did make me feel light, and it was very good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Damn those slow, sentimental songs. These just make me sick. Cha and I share a common perception about this. Go Cha! It just makes you remind things that shouldn’t be remembered anymore. It makes you sad and it’s creepy. Ergs, really uncomfortable especially when you see someone…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was time to go home. I felt really cold inside not because of the venue. There was something lacking. I don’t know, since that day, everything went crashing down. I guess some people are right; when you’re already on the top, there’s no way but down. I felt the lack of propinquity with him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bea’s parents were very kind to take us to the jeepney stops toward home. We went all the way to Zapote to drop Ralph and Ph. While they’re getting out of the car, Michelle Branch’s “Goodbye to You” played on the radio. I hate that song, just makes me feel a lot worse inside. Then, I took a joyride to Bicutan, rode a jeep, and entered my house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I slept with a lot of guilt and anxieties but I took it well. Even before the debut began, I prayed to God that whatever happens tonight, I will wholly accept.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought of it as a sign. I guess it’s over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just can’t seem to understand. I thought it was me and you until the end. Now, it’s all just a shame and I guess I was wrong. I don’t want to think about it. I don’t want to talk about it. I’m just so sick about it. I can’t believe it’s ending this way. I’m just so confused about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can you tell me, is this fair? Is this the way it’s really going down? Is this how we say goodbye? I should’ve known better when you came around that you were going to make me cry too…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-7952688250866583557?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7952688250866583557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=7952688250866583557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7952688250866583557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/7952688250866583557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='Why Do All Good Things Come to an End?'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-548858512153099220</id><published>2007-05-25T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:19:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean Week</title><content type='html'>The whole week I've been contemplating... Very excited I guess... Too good to be true... It's coming real fast... I must be ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh, 2 days I've waited to get a free day. Then, it was the 23rd... I shall see Jack again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell much, will just spoil everyone. I love their theme, very sentimental. Shot through me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Its very hard to be totally honest to someone especially when you're afraid of what will happen to your relationship. I don't want to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't open up a lot to you because I know that you don't like drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks to those who joined me to watch Pirates 3. Tnx sa nanlibre at nagpalibre. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Malapit na matapos ang soep... Finally... balik bakasyon kahit 1 week lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Debut na ni bea bukas... kinakabahan na ako sa cotillion at other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ang galing ng mga nakapasa sa UPSA... go pipz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I want to watch Pirates again and again and again^10000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bkt maulan... ang saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got to go na! Ilang gabi na akong puyat...hay... God Bless sa inyong lahat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-548858512153099220?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/548858512153099220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=548858512153099220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/548858512153099220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/548858512153099220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-of-caribbean-week.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean Week'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-1346441284186217179</id><published>2007-05-05T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T11:15:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Madness with a Little March Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feb 16&lt;/em&gt; – The Junior-Senior Promenade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: 3rd year and 4th year people of Manila Science High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;height="120" width="160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/100_6927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_100_6927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/100_7004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_100_7004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/100_7005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_100_7005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/100_7009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_100_7009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/609929833l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_609929833l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/copergirls.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_copergirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/coperpeople.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_coperpeople.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/coperulit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_coperulit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/girlscoper.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_girlscoper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/I3010082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_I3010082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/I3010084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_I3010084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/I3010085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_I3010085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/I3010086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_I3010086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/I3010087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_I3010087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/img001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_img001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/img002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_img002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/Promenade_02_by_meowluisa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_Promenade_02_by_meowluisa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/height="120"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feb 23-24&lt;/em&gt; – Confetti Party &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Erol, Ralph, Margaux, Charieaza, and Samantha&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5MewJ_9POE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;height="120"&gt;&lt;width="160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture167.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture158.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture156.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/Picture155.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Confetti%20Party/th_Picture155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/graduation/IMG_0867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/graduation/th_IMG_0867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/width="160"&gt;&lt;/height="120"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to NICA for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;March 30&lt;/em&gt; – Copernicus's Retreat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Section Copernicus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;height="120"&gt;&lt;width="160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_1020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_1020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_1019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br 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src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_1004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_1002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_1002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_1001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_1001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_1000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_1000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_0999.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_0999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_0998.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_0998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/IMG_0993.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/coper%20outing/th_IMG_0993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/width="160"&gt;&lt;/height="120"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to NICA for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 1-2&lt;/em&gt; – Graduation Ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Batch 2007 of Manila Science High School&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the night we’re all looking forward to. Apparently, our first gathering as newly inducted alumni of our Alma Mater but maybe our last time to assemble in almost complete attendance. It was the night that farewells will be bid, tears will be shed, and promises will be sworn. It will be the right time to make someone’s self stand-out and make his/her stand: it will be the time to unravel revelations and secrets. It was the Graduation Ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Grand Boulevard at 12 noon sharp to check in on my section’s room, 1403. I just relaxed myself in the room and waited for others to come, but nobody came for three hours. Then Ms. Kim called up, said she was in the building, so I invited her to join me. We watched Showreal Asia 3 in the National Geographic, and they featured ballroom dancing! So it was finally time for my appointment in the salon, so I left the keys to Ms. Kim in case anyone would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back with some stuff I bought and Ronald and Ace were already there. The clock is ticking and the big event is drawing near. I went to the bathroom and dressed myself accordingly. I made some final preparations and a couple of minutes before the ball, I was ready! Then many classmates of mine are already in the hotel. They wore gorgeous gowns and dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went upstairs at the Star Gazer where the event is going to be held. The venue was alright, but the dance floor was too small for my taste. Then again, I had second thoughts since we will be fewer in number, unlike the proms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I know you’re already tired of reading this crappy texts…so I’m going to let the pictures do the talking. These pictures will show you what happened during the night. These are arranged in chronological order. The music was awesome!!! Thanks to NICA for donating the pictures to my site. Hope the captions will help. 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src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/th_Nica_net043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/Nica_net041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/th_Nica_net041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/Nica_net040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/th_Nica_net040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/Nica_net039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/th_Nica_net039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/Nica_net038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/th_Nica_net038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/Nica_net032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20Ball/th_Nica_net032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/width="160"&gt;&lt;/height="120"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was late it the night already, right about 2:00am. It was Ralph’s birthday! Oh by the way, he checked in on a separate room, 1014, a much better room than 1403. Also, Nica and Ralph treated half of the accommodation fees as a birthday indulgence. This friend of mine really likes confetti, so much. So we celebrated his anniversary of conception with a Confetti Party, like the one we did in his house. We called up McDonalds (good thing they offered 24-hour delivery service) and ordered some food for our protesting appetites. Dancing can be physically demanding you know; we need to replenish! The party poppers started exploding the moment we got our first taste of the food. After the “party”, all of us were tired and sleepy. Most of the girls got back to 1403 while the boys, Margaux, and Karen stayed at 1014. Before sleeping, we thought of scaring Margaux first, hehe, telling her ghosts stories and the like. And did I tell you who were sleeping besides each other?? Hmm, I better not tell the whole world about it. Let’s just say, what happens in Grand Boulevard, stays in Grand Boulevard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;height="120"&gt;&lt;width="160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/Nica_net091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Grad%20ball%20aftermath/th_Nica_net091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/width="160"&gt;&lt;/height="120"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got to sleep for only two hours. I’m so tired and haggard. We went to prepare myself because we have to go to our school and redeem our graduation pictures. Together with Nica, Charieaza, and Margaux, we rode a cab and talked about the things that have transpired last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this ends it. The grad ball may not have flowed to my liking, I still enjoyed it. I will really miss a lot of things, in our school, but most of all, my friends. Woo, how those four years went by so fast. It seems like yesterday when I was just taking my entrance examinations, and now, I’ve already graduated. I must accept that I have to move on with my life, but I won’t let go of the things that I’ve learned and the friends that I’ve earned during my high school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 4&lt;/em&gt; – Badminton 1.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Ralph, Leslie, and Ph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 7am, and then a text message prompted me. It was Ph, inviting me to play badminton with him. I remembered last year when we played badminton with my classmates in the third year after their review sessions. The difference now is that I’m with Leslie and Ralph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to the Badminton City and exhausted our butts off. It was tiresome, but slimming. We had a lot of fun. There was one time when I hit a smash and the bird hit Leslie’s forehead! I was really sorry for that. Leslie and I were complaining about the place’s background music; it was so slow and agreed with the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were done when the clock ticked 4pm and we still haven’t eaten our lunch yet! We were tormenting ourselves. So after refreshing up, we went to the neighboring SM Manila to go get some food. We dined at Chowking and had the Salo-salo set thing they offered for four people. While we ate, they were talking of things about the school choir, which I cannot relate. I felt “OP”, so to speak. Good thing they realized it so they were trying to explain things for me to relate. I enjoyed knowing more about the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After satisfying our hunger, we went to Kameraworld to have our studio picture taking, to serve as a souvenir for the least, I guess. Then, we went to Quantum to play and exhaust our selves again. We tried the ParaParaParadise and the ever so famous Dance Maniax. We have to wait for 30 minutes for the Dance Revo machine to restart, and then we stomped our feet to the satisfaction of enjoyment. Then, we went back to the photoshop and claimed our pictures. They were so nice! After that, we went out of the building and finally returned home. It was a day not to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa160.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/Lipa157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%204%202007/th_Lipa157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to PH for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 9&lt;/em&gt; – Badminton 2.0, Bowling 101, Arcade 53, and Shopping 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: CM, Ph, and Ralph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of fitness session is going to undertake at this day. Like the one that happened 5 days ago wasn’t enough. But it really helps, if getting fit is in your checklist this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CM and I were the first to arrive at Badminton City, so we played first. Then we met a couple of college ladies that we shared our court with. We later found at that one of them was an alumna of MaSci. It was so cool. She was a graduate of Behavioral Science in UP Manila and she’s also good in badminton! What a force to reckon with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, PH and Ralph arrived an hour later. We played doubles with rotating partners. There was one time when I hit a smash and hit Ralph’s forehead. Woah, is this déjà vu? Here I go again, wonder who’s next. Then I got tired, so as Ralph, so we sat down in the bench and watched CM and PH play. Then, Ralph and we talked about some things, then we got to the point of his elementary days and he told me about his girlfriend back then. It really freaked me out about the details; got goose bumps. Woo, it was not the most comfortable feeling, but I felt sad for him. It surprises me though that he was very light on this. Maybe he has moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the physically demanding activity, we went again to SM Manila to have our lunch, but this time, it was in Pizza Hut. We tried out the Cheezy Volcano which was so good! Then, we joined CM in his shopping to find gifts for his family. I was overwhelmed with his luxury. He had one from Marithe, Artwork, and Guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bid CM farewell for he has to go home. The three of us decided to play bowling over at Robinson’s. It was my first time and Ralph’s bragging about his skills. At first, I struggled with the pins, occasionally hitting the dreaded gutters but I still managed to knock down some. But I failed to conquer a strike. After one frame, Ralph and I decided to play another one. I think I did much better in the second framT J e. I felt so happy that I’m able to bowl! What an accomplishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was time to go home. It was a very fun day, I learned new things, and I think I lost a pound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa172.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/Lipa233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/April%209%202007/th_Lipa233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to PH for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 11&lt;/em&gt; - When It All Went Wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Jean, AJ, Leo, Chad, Maritoni, Ph, Leslie, and Ralph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to get some business done. I have to go to UP Diliman to facilitate my medical examination and other college requirements. All things went smoothly, especially the medical, because they were so organized and easy to approach. Then I went to the University Registrar to get a Request Letter for my Form 137. After obtaining it, I went immediately back to MaSci. To my disappointment, the employees are on their lunch breaks. So I hanged out with Jean and AJ who were also waiting for them. Then, Leo and Chad came by also looking for the clerks. It was almost 3pm and I wonder how these people call it a lunch break! When they finally arrive, I gave the letter to Mr. Adam. They said that I have to come back on Monday for the document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I’ve waited for the choir practice to be over, for we were suppose to play badminton with PH, Ralph, and Leslie. Almost one hour has passed and their rehearsals weren’t done yet. Then I saw Maritoni also fixing some documents from the office. We went out to McDonald’s to have some snacks. We tried out the Sundae Ice Mix with the corn kernels which was so good. I really missed her, and I felt really bad when she said that she can’t make it to the Mendel Outing tomorrow because of the UST enrolment. Then we went back to school, and the choir is done. But then, Ralph, Leslie, and PH were so haggard. I thought that the badminton thing was off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Maton and I went to PLM to see the results of the entrance exams. I felt really bad when we got there. Nothing was there! Just a poster saying that the results will be posted on April 31. So I went back to school if the three were still there. They were in KFC, having dinner, so I joined them. Then, we talked about some things and stuffs. What transpires in KFC, stays in KFC. Then we noticed uncanny looking men seated inside the restaurant. So before we get ourselves into deep danger, we decided to go home, even though it is raining hard outside. Good thing Leslie and I had brought our umbrellas. We marched through the rain, and safely went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day it has been! By the way, this rain experience really reminds me of a song that I love. Its by Rihanna and Jay-Z. Its called “Umbrella”. Here’s the chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;When there's sunshine, we'll shine together &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Told you I'll be here forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that we'll still have each other &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;You can stand under my umbrella &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 12-13&lt;/em&gt; – Mendel's Retreat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Section Mendel '06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in bed; it was only five in the morning. I went to the closet and packed my things for the outing. After one hour, I was finally prepared. I arrived at seven in the meeting place. I decided to drop by Mercury Drug to by myself some toiletries. To my surprise, Yani, Chad, and Leo later dropped by too in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Rachelle and AC followed. We went to 7-Eleven to have breakfast. We went back to school and check if our number has increased. We were around nineteen. Then, we waited for several people to come, but to our dismay, they told us that they won’t make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all of us jumped on a small service van. It was like a lite-ace one. We were supposed to go first to a place near Shangri La plaza in Mandaluyong. It was a hot and scorching trip. The vehicle was very warm inside, very little air conditioning, and the sun was glaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Shangri La, Rachelle went to pick up her mom who knew the way to the venue. It was another long trip; I think we were making our way towards the Antipolo region. I never thought that Marikina Heights would be that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the place with astonishment. It was so big! We had second thoughts if the place really belongs to us. The pool was so big and cozy. It has a 7-feet level and there was a fountain! The water is cold too, right in time for the tepid summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took time in surveying the place and in resting to recover from the exhilarating trip. We spend the whole afternoon in the pool, playing some games and chit-chatting with our longed friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late in the afternoon, Jude, Mel, Nica, and Maton hurried up to join our fun and activities. Charieaza headed the committee for games. She’s just so dedicated at this. Well, at least we enjoyed what she prepared. It was a good and humorous nostalgic experience for the body. Too bad Em, Janica, Vanir, and Luis didn’t join our games. In fact, they didn’t even dive into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night came and it was time for dinner. It has become a tradition to have Andok’s as the outing specialty course in lunch and dinner. During lunch, we already had the roasted chicken. It was now the pork liempo in the dinner. It was not the most satisfying meal I have ever dined. Mikhail’s food was stolen by a black cat! Woohoo, and most are just hungry from the exhausting but exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, all of us went separate ways. Some of us went back to the pool. Some went to the room and played cards, while some just sat around and talked. Mel, Jude, and Mikhail were begging for a videoke machine but it was worth Php 1200. So as to satisfy their needs, they just sang like hopeless romantics the songs of the sappy 60’s up to the early 90’s. Maton and I were just playing around the pool. I really appreciate her giving me some basic swimming lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I peeped through the door of the resort owner and watched “Maging Sino Ka Man” while the Maton, Nica, Margaux, and Erol were eager to watch the Princess Hours special. Then, I was so tired already so I went back to the room and lied in the bed. Maton and I went talking about certain stuffs about life, up to the point where I can no longer take the haggardness. Then, there I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 6 in the morning when I woke up. We have to leave the place ASAP to make preparations for the next visitors. Our stomachs are already grumbling to have breakfast so we ask our van driver to drop us in front of the school to have breakfast in McDonald’s. We had some talk about what had transpired last night. Then, somebody said, “Bakit kaya ang Mendel, hindi ma-drama?” Then one answered, “Siguro ayaw pa kasi magkahiwalay,” which is totally true!!! I think we will stick together as Mighty Bond. Haha, there will be nothing to separate us from our very rich friendship and company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Mendel ’05-’06!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 19&lt;/em&gt; – When You Dislike Money, Just Go To Moa and Have Fun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Karen, Kim, Blessie, and Ralph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen was very ecstatic about this day. She was the one to organize this activity. I expected that we will be a lot, but to my dismay, we were only four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were supposed to meet at Metropoint but I insisted to meet at Moa since the jeepney that I rode goes straight there. I got there a couple of minutes earlier, went to the part of the benches inside. Then, our paths intersected outside KFC. I was overjoyed to see them; it has been a long time since I last saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ticket booth to watch The Reaping starring Hilary Swank. Then, we decided to skate in the ice but Blessie didn’t put on socks. So we went to the department store and bought her a pair socks. Then, I took them to the Record Bar to buy Pirates of the Caribbean and X-Men DVD’s. After that, we went back to the movie place and bought some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailers were playing when we arrived. It was so cool since they were playing the trailers of Spiderman 3 and Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End to name a few. Based on their trailers, I think that Pirates will be the best movie this year. I’m really biased, hahaha. So going back to the movie, it was the best horror/suspense movie I have seen. Maybe it is because I got into the movie. I find Asian horror movies very lame, even the Ring. I like how they fooled the audience about the young girl’s character. They made a very shocking twist in the end that left my mouth opened with such amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to Chowking to have our lunch. Since the inside part was already full, we dined outside. It was a cool experience to eat while people pass by your side. Our meal was great. It was suffices our energy needs for the ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the Olympic-sized ice skating rink of SM Mall of Asia. I had coupons so we only have to pay Php 100 each and Php 30 for our locker. We only had one hour so we have to enjoy it to the fullest. Ms. Kim is a good skater. Blessie is a fast-learner while Karen is having a difficult time since it was her first time. I skated around the rink several times but rested occasionally since my feet easily sore. By the end of the hour, all of us were able to travel around the rink in various techniques and speeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fun on ice, we went to Spike’s to have a sundae ice cream. It was cheap but contains a lot. Then, Ralph sent Karen a text message saying that he will join us watch the sunset. So the rest of us were like having multiple attacks of “kilig” seizures because of what had transpired. We went to pick him up somewhere around the skating rink. When he arrived, we went to the Seaside area to watch the sunset. It was a good thought if anyone of us had checked on the weather update, because there was no sunset that happened. All there was were clouds and birds flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disappointment, we went back inside to Timezone. Now that’s what I call an emotional rebound. We played several games like the new Trivia Machine, Tennis Pro 3, Dance Maniax, and Dance Revo. It was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really getting late so we bid the place farewell and went back to our homes. What a wonderful day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 26&lt;/em&gt; – Last Day in Robinson's?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Vanir and Nica with special participation of Celiz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nica was supposed to fix her college documents but she insisted to come tripping with us afterwards. She reasoned out that she will miss the Robinson’s Place in Ermita for she will be studying in Quezon City. So as a reprise, we granted her request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanir and I got there first and I accompanied her in UP Manila. I got to sit in the very famous round table facing the Padre Faura Street! Yehey, what an experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scheduled to watch a movie, but there were no good movies by that time. So we opted for other fun stuffs to do but first, we have to satisfy our hunger first. Nica has been very demanding about the Cheezy Volcano stuff and what happened at MOA. (We ordered a Cheezy Volcano Pizza but they served a Pan Pizza. It got Nica really upset.) We told her that Pizza Hut has a new one, the Cheezy Pops, so we tried it out. It was very delicious and made our tummies full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went Gbox and played Dance Maniax, the all-time favorite. They also tried the surfing and racing games. We have to go back to school for Vanir has to give Celiz’s notebook back. When we got back to Robinson’s, we tried out the bowling center. I made them come by letting them owe some money from me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun to knock those damned pins! I was really ecstatic when I hit two strikes during the entire frame! I think I am improving. Nica and Vanir did very well too as beginners. Their score are fairly good for their level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then time to go home but before that, the ritual will be again done. Nica told us too exit in Pedro Gil so she can shop for “stuffs” in the sidewalk. Let’s just say that those stuffs are not of the most original material. Then, we went to some place near PNU to claim Vanir’s medical results. She is normal, don’t worry. Then, we made our ways back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day to remember. I will miss you Vanir! I hope we’ll see each other soon. As for Nica, I hope we’ll cross paths in Diliman! Wee, Itallianis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 28&lt;/em&gt; – Taboo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cast: Ph, Ralph, Leslie, Bea, Therese, and Mau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it was 7:30 am. I arrived at Badminton City by 8 and no one is there yet. Good thing I was hooked up on the radio at that time so I didn’t feel that bored. After almost the infinity that I’ve waited, Ralph and Ph finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played badminton because the place is called Badminton City! We tried to be good, but they are the only ones who succeeded. I was just out of my game, I don’t know why. It’s been a long time since I last played, maybe that’s why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After refreshing up, we had our lunch at KFC. The old-time austerity meal was in that noon; all of us were bankrupt from the spring of summer activities this vacation. When we were finished, Ralph took a nap and Ph and I chatted upon nonsense junks like Sunjaya gaiety and some American Idol flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Quantum and played Dance Maniax. We’re just too addicted to that thing. After that, they accompanied me in buying a hat. I was thinking about my stay in UP for four years; walking between colleges and buildings separated by hundreds of footsteps and I thought that it would be very helpful if there is something to protect my head from the heat of the sunshine. We went to many stores like Guess, Penshoppe, Bench, Mossimo, and Am Blvd but none of them worked out with their taste. So when we got to Art Work, they finally found the best one for me. The one I bought was so gorgeous, but it was very affordable! That fact was so ironic, but it feels good to see those words together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, we went to McDonald’s in Pasay Taft to meet up with Leslie. Then, we rode a taxi at the other side of EDSA going to Merville. They have invited me to join a prayer meeting they go to every Saturday. They say that I will enjoy the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the ride, Leslie and I were listening to some music to the tune of Akon, Katharine McPhee, NeYo, Alanis Morrisette, Shakira, and Beyonce. It’s very nice to have someone who jives with your musical preferences. It was traffic then, I looked up at the sky, and I saw nothing but a blank, blue sky. That’s hot, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting, or so called “The Alpha Course”, wasn’t starting yet when we arrived. In the place, I saw Therese, Bea, and Rommel. It was so good to see them again. Before the actual session, we played a game called “Taboo”. It was a fun game where you try to make your teammates guess a word by describing it but not using the “Taboo” words written on the card. Then, we ate some snacks. It was very refreshing, especially the sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really learned a lot after the session. Let’s just say that my faith has been improved to a higher degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the session, Therese, Bea, Ralph, Ph, Leslie, and I tried out the “Taboo” game again. The time checked was 7:00pm. It was boys versus girls. At first, it was an almost tied game. But as the game progress, the girls are gaining considerable lead. The time checked now was 9:40pm. Wow, it seems like we haven’t notice the clock running from us. It was really fun to play. It’s funny how we make things complicated and relate those words to a MaScian’s view of life with all its scientific aspects. It’s also fun to listen to the words we give out just to connect with the secret word. The funny expressions and the gruesome ambiguous statements of Bea and Ralph were just hilarious. It was also very entertaining to see how we panicked during hard words and time pressure. It must have been that fun to not notice 2 hours and 40 minutes pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was then finally time to go home. Leslie was very problematic since her parents will scold her of her very late homecoming. Ph, Ralph, Leslie, and I hurried our ways out of the place and went to Bicutan. There, they and I parted ways. They were off to Alabang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was very bright now, the moon shining down upon in a shy crescent. This day really lifted my spirits and made my lighter inside. A lot of fun and excitement and new friends that I’ve made; all are priceless. Thanks to my friends for always being there to make my day brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Until next time! Hope you had a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-1346441284186217179?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1346441284186217179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=1346441284186217179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1346441284186217179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/1346441284186217179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/april-madness-with-little-march-feast.html' title='April Madness with a Little March Feast'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o52/ninopaz/Prom/th_100_6927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-117620513896199302</id><published>2007-04-10T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T19:38:58.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been A While...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Its been a VERY LONG time since I lasted posted something in this site... Life has just been very busy for me and I didn't have the time to update...And now its summer vacation, I took the initiative in replenishing this wonderful site of mine..haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I really planned to make a comprehensive post on this site to further highlight my activities for the past 3 months. I thought of putting some pictures to brighten things up, but I don't think I can get them not until first week of May. So that "comprehensive post" may just wait until 2nd week of May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just a quick overview, my school's graduation rites went really cool. Heck, I was so glad that I've made it through my speech! Woooh, during the rehearsals, I forgot my lines. I'm very thankful I remembered everything. Then, when it ended, I just can't seem to feel that feeling of departure. I just can't make my tears migrate from my eyes. Maybe its because I said to myself, "Meron pa namang grad ball..." but that proved wrong.  I've had regrets, but I'm trying my best to compensate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Post graduation has been as fast as our clearance. We managed to get our cards the day after graduation. Then, went with gaux, yamas, cha, and nica to find duerre something to wear at the ball. Hmmm...didn't go well as far as nica is concerned, never really found that one gown that would be the night's ultimate eye catcher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then, it was the retreat Copernicus the day after held at the terrace of Ms. Kim's place. The sun is scorching above us. Woooh, good thing I brought sunscreen. My skin's salvation has been my priority, don't want to lose it eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then the ball came, I checked in at Grand Boulevard right about 11:55am. I was in room 1403, until 4pm. It was very lonely, so just watched the television. Good programs included Showreal Asia 3 in NGC and the every so good MTV! Then, I went back in forth in Robinson's Ermita getting my hair fixed and it was Ralp's bday the next day. Thought of buying him a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Woooh, then the big night came. I was amazed with the outfits of my batchmates! I really liked Louise Manuel's get up, it was so cool. Performers' were good and the AVP was refreshing. The food was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This ends this post at the moment... I'll be back some time in May to complete the post and I'll include many pictures! Until then, enjoy the vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-117620513896199302?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/117620513896199302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=117620513896199302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/117620513896199302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/117620513896199302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-while.html' title='Its Been A While...'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-116964028300799627</id><published>2007-01-24T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:04:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lithium</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to lock me up inside. I don't want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;how it feels without you. I want to stay in love with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But God, I want to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I couldn't hide the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that you always show. I never wanted it to be so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I just didn't drink enough to say you love me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to let it lay me down this time. I drown my will to fly. Here in the darkness I know myself. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't break free until I let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;forgive&lt;/strong&gt; you after all. Anything is better than to be &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;. And in the end I guess I had to &lt;strong&gt;fall&lt;/strong&gt;. I always find my place among the &lt;strong&gt;ashes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't hold on to me. I wonder what's wrong with me... I want to let it go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-116964028300799627?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116964028300799627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=116964028300799627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/116964028300799627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/116964028300799627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/lithium.html' title='Lithium'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-116082053879696915</id><published>2006-10-14T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:12:19.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sana'y Alam Mo Lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hindi mo lang alam na iniisip kita, nagbabakasakaling iniisip mo rin ako. Hindi mo rin alam na hanggang sa gabi ay inaasam kong makita kang muli. Ngunit nagtapos ang lahat sa hindi inaasahang panahon, at ngayon, ako'y iyong iniwang luhaan, sugatan, hindi mapakinabangan. Sana nagtanong ka lang kung hindi mo lang alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ako ay iyong nasaktan. Baka sakali lang maisip mo naman. Hindi mo lang alam na kaytagal nang panahon na ako'y nandirito para sa iyo. At lumipas ang mga araw na ubod ng saya, hindi pa rin nagbabago ang aking pagsinta. Kung ako'y nagkasala, sana'y mapatawad na. Ang pagal kong puso na ngayon lang nagmahal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hindi mo lang alam, ako ay iyong nasaktan. Baka sakali lang maisip mo naman, puro siya na lang. Sana'y ako naman. Hindi mo lang alam, ikaw ay minamasdan. Sana ay iyong mamalayang hindi mo lang pala alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kahit tayo ay hindi na magkaibigan. Bumabalik ang lahat sa tuwing nagkakasama. Baka sakali lang, maisip mo namang ako'y nandito lang, hindi mo lang alam. Matalino ka naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kung ikaw at ako ay tunay na bigo. Dapat na nga bang sumuko sa larong ito? Sana ay hindi ka na lang pala aking nakilala. Kung alam ko lang na ako ay iyong masasaktan nang ganito. Sana'y nakinig na lang ako sa mga kaibigan ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Malas mo, ikaw ang natipuhan ko. Hindi mo lang alam, ako'y iyong nasaktan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Inspired by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Up Dharma Down's "Oo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-116082053879696915?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116082053879696915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=116082053879696915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/116082053879696915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/116082053879696915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/sanay-alam-mo-lang.html' title='Sana&apos;y Alam Mo Lang'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-115650154096751114</id><published>2006-08-25T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:25:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem</title><content type='html'>Here's a poem I've composed in Filipino class. I got a 94 with this. I hope you will like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ikaw Pa Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ako’y lumulutang, t’wing nakikita ka&lt;br /&gt;Bilang kamag-aral, ‘sang taong nagsama&lt;br /&gt;Sayo’y pinagtapat, aking nadarama&lt;br /&gt;Ba’t ika’y lumayo, aking sinisinta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang langit at lupa, ako’y sinakluban&lt;br /&gt;Iyong sinira ang pagkakaibigan&lt;br /&gt;T’wing magkasalubong, tila magkalaban&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na kaya, ako’y nahihirapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako’y nalulunod na sa kalungkutan&lt;br /&gt;Ako’y iniwan nang sawing-kapalaran&lt;br /&gt;Nakatingin na lamang sa kalawakan&lt;br /&gt;Umaasang ako’y iyong babalikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tila kahapon lang nang ika’y lumayo&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw pa rin ang hinahanap ng puso&lt;br /&gt;‘yong nararamdaman, kaylan magbabago?&lt;br /&gt;Nang ang kalungkutan sa aki’y maglaho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Happy anniversary Basa Dance Troupe!!! Keep on being excellent!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-115650154096751114?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115650154096751114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=115650154096751114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/115650154096751114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/115650154096751114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/08/poem.html' title='A Poem'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-115604473061052555</id><published>2006-08-20T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T11:44:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Let Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do I mean? Its just simple, I will never let go. I don't know how but I know I can do it. It takes a lot of faith and challenges. It is not that I am after anything, I am willing to wait forever. Many have told me to stop this nonesense but I still become stubborn on insisting that it will come someday, somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is no stopping for me I guess. I have hold on for almost a year now, I don't want to waste what I have already started. I will fight through until that day comes. I may be stupid in saying this, but maybe I am. I am such a fool for you, I won't let my feelings linger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so crazy for you. I can't let go of my feelings. Maybe you won't talk to me anymore, maybe you won't see me again, but should you go, I will always remember the things you have done for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dedicate this two songs for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Flag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it&lt;br /&gt;where's the sense in that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or return to where we were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will go down with this ship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I left too much mess and destruction &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to come back again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I caused but nothing but trouble &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you live by the rules of 'it's over' then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure that that makes sense &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will go down with this ship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when we meet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which I'm sure we will &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that was then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will be there still &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let it pass &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And hold my tongue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you will think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I've moved on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will go down with this ship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utada Hikaru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once in a while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are in my mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think about the days that we had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I dream that these would all come back to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only you knew every moment in time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing goes on in my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like your memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I want here to be with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always gonna be the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you should know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wish I could have never let you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come into my life again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, don't say no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always gonna be the one in my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So true, I believe I can never find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somebody like you my first love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once in awhile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your are in my dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can feel the warmth of your embrace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I pray that it will all come back to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only you knew every moment in time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing goes on in my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like your memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how I want here to be with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always be inside my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you should know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wish I could have never let you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come into my life again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please don't say no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now and forever you are still the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my heart So true, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe I could never find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somebody like you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always gonna be the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you should know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wish I could have never let you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come into my life again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, don't say no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always gonna be the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So true, I believe I could never find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now and forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;I'll be missing you.... I love you, goodbye...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-115604473061052555?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115604473061052555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=115604473061052555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/115604473061052555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/115604473061052555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/08/never-let-go.html' title='Never Let Go'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-114359506853776777</id><published>2006-03-29T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:22:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Is Only In The Mind, It Only Torments You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know how, and I don't know why, but for these past days, I've been experiencing the extremes of my life. Heck, it's like a rollercoaster. Im currently making this post sa N302 room ng Mapua Institute of Technology sa Mapua. Its 9:00AM here and nasa isa kaming seminar. Since hndi pa kami complete, pinagamit na lang sa amin muna ung mga computers... haay....weird tlga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the prom days, my life got busy. Nagsimula na ung mga contests sa MTAP, and ako ang naprepressure kasi ang dami ko nang namimiss na mga lectures and requirements. Three weeks din yata un na puro kami practice and training, whole day yun mula umaga hanggang hapon. Mental drained ang utak ko nun. Haggard ako always. Dahil dun, parang nagkaroon kmi ng gap ni ano. Hindi na kami maxadong nag-uusap. Bihira na rin naming makita ang isa't isa nun. Lungkot ng mga araw, there's this one time na talagang hndi ko xa nakita for one day. Masuwerte ako kasi sa table ni mam angeles, meron dung class pictures..kaya un n lang ang tinitignan ko habang nagtratraining... pasaway ko talaga. Ewan ko ba, siguro isa rin ung dahilan kung bakit kami natalo. Parang wala sa concentration ung mind ko. Feeling ko kasi ang hirap ng mga tanong kaya siya na lang ang iniisip ko para hindi naman ako mawalan ng pag-asa. At least fifth n kmi sa scores sa regional...proud na ako dun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsimula na rin kaming magpraktis para sa Noli play. Hirap makakuha ng complete attendance. Kaya mabagal ang progress ng praktis. Una yta kaming nagpraktis sa Luneta Park..saya dun..dami mga weird people na mabubump mo and they'll ask you silly questions na out of this world. Doon nga rin yata nagkadevelopan sina ano at Kim. Hehe..... asa pa kasi ako. After nung Luneta eh nasa SM na kami para kumain ang maglaro. The next praktis ay nung sa Paco Park na. We got the spot beside Osario on the left. Malaki ung space kaya maganda. Maraming mga nangyari nun. Dami kong nakuhang pix dun...syempre may pic si ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then kasabay ng contest ko sa MTAP ay ang contest ng Noli. So I have to drop my role as Kapitan Tiago, tuloy si Philippe na ang pumalit. Habang nagdurugo ang utak ko sa Ateneo, masayang masaya pala ang aking mga kaklase kasi first place sila. Galing galing tlaga, parang nawala lahat ng pagod at hirap ko. Buti na lang...proud tlga ako sa Mendel. First time na may na-achieve tyong ganito katayog. Go Mendel!!! Proud ako sa lahat ng nagsiganap, lalo na sa Padre Sibyla...wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakekek, after ng mga hectic stuffs na nangyayari, syempre kailangan ng rest. Pero ung rest na kailangang matamasa, hinarangan ng SciCamp. Waahh, totally unprepared ako physically dun. The same day lahat nangyari un, Noli, MTAP, at SciCamp. 3:30 na ako nakabalik ng masci galing Ateneo. Naghihintay sa akin sina Ph, CM, at Julius kasi makikiligo sila sa aming bahay. Along the way ay saka pa lang ako nagpaalam sa parents ko na may pupuntang mga pipol sa bahay naman, agad naman silang pumayag. Getting home, na-amaze ang aking kasama sa aming asong si Oreo. Hehe, cute talaga...tpos ung kuting pa namin na sobrang liit..hihi....giggles.. Pinakain ni mama ung mga bumisita...tpos we prepared ourselves for the scicamp. Si Julius ang huling gumamit ng banyo, ang guess what, 5:00 na ng hapon, we are so late na. So nagtaxi n lang kami papunta ng skul which took us 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating namin sa skul ay nagsisimula na ang camp. Nagseset-up na sila ng mga nooks for their tribes. Nagworry ako kasi baka hindi ko mahanap ang tribe ko, ang dami pa naman nun. So nakita ko sina Chad at Mel na alam kong katribe ko. Nainis ako at alphabetical ung mga tribes...baboy!!! Tuloy hindi ko katribe si ano. Speaking of, sexy nya nung scicamp. All black sleeveless at shorts. Waaah, so hot!!! Sexy beast talaga! (Adik lang tlga ako s knya).... Buong gabi, hindi ko na-enjoy ang SciCamp. Unlike last year, tlagang may leadership at full of action ang tribe nmin. Ngayon kc, nakulangan ako sa effort ng aming leader. Tapos dahil sa sobrang badtrip hndi ko nagamit ung stub ko, hindi ako nakapagrapel or slide. Then I slept in 3:30 am and woke up at 5:00am with no idea on what's going on. Patapos na pala ung camp, nagcuculminate na lang through bonfire. Ung moment na dpat dramatic ay ngiging wala lang kasi antok na lahat ng tao. Round about 6:30 na and evryone is ready to go home. Why not, you can't blame them. So nice kasi nakita ko pa si ano na naglilinis ng nook nila...sexy tlga...hehe... After I got home, tulog ako for 12 hours, then pagkagising ko dinner na. After dinner tulog ulit ako...pagkagising ko 8am n ng Sunday...astig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week, walang pasok nung Tuesday and Wednesday kasi achievement exams ng 1st and 2nd year. Tpos, kmi naman ay nagdivision achievement the following week. Hehe... saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basa Dance Troupe...feeling ko its just a name na lang nowadays. Nanjan ang pangalan pero wala na ung mga members. Napapalibutan ng dark ages. Dati napakasaya ng barkada...halos everyday may lakad, may session. Pero ngayon, with the monthsary nung Sunday...nangyari ang poorest performance ever. Mula February 27 hanggang March 26, wala nangyari major lakad na kumpleto ang grupo. Kung meron man, iilan n lang....ung iba kasi hinugot na ng ibang priorities. Una ung DOTA. Tapos ung mga lovelife ng mga tao. Third, summer na kaya kakatamad na. Haaay......minsan nga pumapasok sa isip ko kung magkakaroon pa ng anniversary...siguro meron pero magiging successful kaya...haay...ang daming mga tanong na wala pang malinaw na sagot. Sana ay hindi pa huli ang lahat bago tuluyang bumagsak ang grupong pinagsamahan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the following days ay clearance days... halos wala ng classes at pumapasok n lang para magpapirma ng clearance. Exciting!!! Favorite part of the year. Walang ginagawa, relax, and you get more time for each other's company. Yesterday naglinis lang kami ng classroom...it was very tiring... lalo na kay ano...kasi siya lagi naglilinis ng mop tsaka nagtatapon ng basura....naawa ako s knya...pero npkasexy nya nung gnagawa nya un...hehe...wala kasi syang polo nun...hehe..... cute cute nya tlga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eto na nga...March 29,2006 2:19pm...sa Mapua habang nagseseminar...gnagawa ang post na ito....astig.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited n ako kung ano section ko next year....hmmm.....sino kaya magiging mga kaklase ko....sana kaclose ko ung mga pipol na un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;marquee width="50%"&gt;Go III-MENDEL!!! SEE YOU NEXT SCHOOL YEAR!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee width="50%"&gt;One year na lang, graduate na tayo!!! Soar high Manila Science '07!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-114359506853776777?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114359506853776777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=114359506853776777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/114359506853776777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/114359506853776777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/03/memory-is-only-in-mind-it-only.html' title='Memory Is Only In The Mind, It Only Torments You'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-114020284238155100</id><published>2006-02-18T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T03:00:43.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Juniors-Seniors Promenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;So tapos na ang araw na aking pinakahihintay... Kararating ko lang sa bahay at 2:11 AM n sa orasan nmin.... After all that, may papanoorin kming contest mmyang 7am at obliged kming pumunta....then mag-ice skating ulit kami sa hapon ng aking mga kasama sa BIST (Basa Ice Skating Team).... tpos andami p naming mga assignments at tests sa Monday......pero binalewala ko ang lahat at nagculminate n lamang ako ng mga nangyari kaninang prom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3pm p lang ay nagsimula na akong magprepare ng aking sarili at ng isusuot. Isang oras ako sa banyo at natagalan ako sa pagsuot ng necktie... Nagtaxi ako ppunta sa Century Hotel.... traffic nun.... kakainis... ang taas tuloy ng metro.... pagbaba ko unang nakita ko ay ung taga-Burbank na di ko kilala.... marami ng burbank n nandun... unti-unting nagsidatingan ang mga tao... hanep ang kanilang mga kasuotan...nagniningning ang mga babae at naggwagwapuhan ang mga lalaki. Animo'y mga taong propesyonal ang naroon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7:30 pm n nagsimula ang program. Di kc makapagsimula ng maaga kc lahat ay nagtatake ng photos at walang order. After ng "flag ceremony", pumunta n ang lahat sa dining table upang kumuha ng pagkain. Sarap ng pagkain nila, lalo n ung dessert... astig... habang tsibog may kumakanta sa stage... and we're very proud n si Vanir ay nagperform!!! Woooh!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then nagkaroon ng rigodon de honor....may mga video clips ng seniors at juniors....and evry section pa... tpos nagcotillion ung third and fourth year... saya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After nun....it was party time... dami agad pumunta ng dance floor.... dun muna ako nagstay sa table ko... then after some time.... sumayaw n rin ako... medyo masaya...medyo malungkot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Masaya kc nafeel ko ung beat ng mga songs.... tpos kapag slow dances... nakakasayaw ko ung mga girls.... malungkot kc nasasaktan ka kapag nakikita mo ung mahal mo n magkayakap na sumasayaw kasama ng kanyang syota... waaah....it crushes me.... eto pa ung unang song na sumayaw sila:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let Me Be The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jimmy Bondoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somebody told me you were leavin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somebody told me you're unhappy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But it doesn't show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somebody told me that you don't want me no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So you're walkin' out the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me you've been cryin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me you'd been dyin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But didn't want to fight Nobody told me that you fell out of love from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I'm settin' you free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[Ref:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me be the one to break it up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So you won't have to make excuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We don't need to find a set up where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Someone wins and someone loses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We just have to say our love was true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But has now become a lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I'm tellin' you I love you one last time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somebody told me you still loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't know why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me that you only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Needed time to fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somebody told me that you want to come back when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our love is true again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[Ref Then Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just turn around and walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You don't have to live like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you love me still then stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't keep me waiting for that final kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We can work together through this test &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or we can work through it apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just need to get this off my chest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That you will always have my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[Ref]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Affects me in the way na dapat bitawan ko n sya... lalo n dun sa chorus part....ouch eh.... So naging malungkot ang prom ko dahil dun...tpos ang sweet sweet p nila sumayaw.... waaaahhh.... wala akong magagawa kundi tanggapin na lang ang katotohanan.... isa n lang talagang ilusyon ang aking nararamdaman.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tpos nung pauwi n ako sa taxi... may narinig nman ako sa radio na pumigil sa aking pagbitiw... ung passage n un ay tungkol sa isang heartbroken dis valentine season... goes sumthing like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"I will wait for you forever... for you are already a part of me..." Tumagos un sa akin... napaisip ako na its better n lang to wait rather than quitting.... haaay.... buhay nga nman tlga.... ako lang ata ang taong walang karapatan maging masaya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyweyz.... gusto ko lang sabihin na congratulations sa lahat ng juniors for a good behavior kanina sa JS prom.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;marquee width="50%"&gt;Go JUNIORS!!! We ROCK!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-114020284238155100?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114020284238155100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=114020284238155100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/114020284238155100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/114020284238155100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/02/juniors-seniors-promenade.html' title='The Juniors-Seniors Promenade'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-113757594549810496</id><published>2006-01-18T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T17:19:05.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Difficult</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, ito na naman ako. I just want to share something with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito kc, im ashamed of myself. I'm ashamed na sya pa talaga ang yumaya sa akin. Sobrang nakakahiya na ung girl pa ang magyayaya sa prom. Hmmm....di ko tuloy alam kung matutuwa ako o malulungkot. Matutuwa ba ako n may ka-date na ako o malulungkot dahil hinayaan ko lang syang gawin ang dapat ay sa akin. Naguguluhan na talaga ako. Arggh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing,....napakahirap talagang pagsabayin ang studies sa recreation. Today is the first day of our periodic tests......Chemistry, Filipino, English, and MAPEH. All of them are ok. As soon as the tests ended....I went to the TLE room to finish my project, a multi-purpose bracket. It was a lot of fun kasi nakapagtwist na ako at nakapag-scroll. All I have to do na lang is pantayin ung mga bakal at mag-rivet. Yehey, lapit na rin akong matapos. After that....niyaya ako nina Ph, Gelie, CM, at Julius na mag-Quantum kahit bukas ay test sa Social. Hindi nila alintana ang hirap ng pagrereview sa Social Studies. We were expecting na sana ay ayos na ang Dance Maniax pero hindi pa rin...sad naman!!! Then, to the Dance Dance Revolution Extreme... as always....nandun na naman ung matabang babae na sobrang yabang at tuwing sumasayaw siya ay nadidisplace ng 1 meter ang dance pad. Kapal ba naman ng mukha,...habang pumipili sina Vanir at Nica ng mga kanta ay tinanong sila kung kaya nila ung "Heavy" nun.....tpos inadjust pa tlga ung screen na parang sa kanila ang token....ANG KAPAL TALAGA NG MUKHA niya.,...tuloy nung kami na ung sasayaw.....inupakan tlga ng side comment ng aking kasabay na si Julius ung mayabang. Hindi ako makasayaw ng maayos kasi I'm "trapped between a war". Sabi nga ni Julius... "Hindi lang naman siya ang baboy sa mundo ha..." I really liked that line.... So narealize na namin after 3 hours na may test pala bukas so kinailangan na naming umuwi.... Sila Ph, Cm, Jv, at Julius...gusto mag-bus pero kami nina Gelie, Vanir, Mike, at Cean....gusto sa jeep. So nagkalabuan. Eventually, we decided na lang to part ways...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating ko sa bahay....ginawa ko agad ang post na ito..hehe..(sipag ko talaga). Ang pangalan niya ay Oreo... Habang ginagawa ko ito ay kinukulit ako ng aso ng pinsan ko...ang cute cute nya....pero minsan sobrang kulit talaga. One time nga, tinambak niya lahat ng tsinelas dun sa kanyang basket....hehe.... pero love pa rin namin siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Oreo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Oreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Si Oreo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hanggang dito na lang.... Kailangan pang mag-aral...BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;GO BASA DANCE TROUPE!! from Dance Maniax to ParaParaParadise, and now on Dance Dance Revolution. SUCCEED IN EVERY FIELD!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Advance Happy Valentine's Day!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-113757594549810496?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/113757594549810496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=113757594549810496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113757594549810496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113757594549810496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-difficult.html' title='So Difficult'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-113715858780464869</id><published>2006-01-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:23:07.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auspicious Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%20(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So eto na naman ako...Hehe, just updating my blog. So it was a nice day. I am always singing the ever famous "Only You" by Sam Milby in the classroom. Then something happened.... but I cant tell you...........hehe.....sorry.....pero sikreto tlga............ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we made our scrapbooks in English. Here are some of the photos that were taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%20(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%20%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Go Romans!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%20(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%20%2818%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmmm??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%20(11).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%20%2811%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Ni??o"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ayyyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Ni??o"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Ni??o"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%20(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%20%2817%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Huli!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So dito na lang muna nagtatapos ang post ko. Basta, masaya ako ngayon.....!!! CGe God Bless sa inyo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Maritoni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Happy Birthday Pausiu!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Happy Birthday Miguel!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Happy Birthday sa lahat ng pinanganak ng January!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-113715858780464869?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/113715858780464869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=113715858780464869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113715858780464869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113715858780464869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/01/auspicious-feelings.html' title='Auspicious Feelings'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-113668871793110908</id><published>2006-01-08T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:53:04.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lucky Number</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After sometime, eto na sa wakas, at na-update ko na rin ang blog ko! Wahahaha!!! Ang saya-saya ko ngayong araw! Ang daming nangyaring maganda sa buhay ko! Hehe, kakatuwa! I love this day talaga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, may tanong ako sa inyo… What is your lucky number? Mine is 1034. Wanna know why? Well I’ll tell you… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsimula ang lahat nang pumunta ako ng Alva para magpaxerox ng Mapeh book. It was so fine because the sun is not too hot and the wind is blowing so softly. Hirap lang kasi it took me P100.50 just to photocopy some parts of the book. Then, I went to the ever so infamous Macalintal Drugstore, pronounced in a British accent, to meet Angelie. It’s not “Makalintal”, its “Mâcælïntäl”. As soon as I stepped down in the jeepney I’ve rode, I saw Angelie coming into the drugstore. “Wow, coincidence naman. Galing!” I said. Then we immediately rode the same jeepney, which I rode going to Alva, in going to General Malvar Street to meet Julius. We arrived there right about 9:30am, Julius’ expected arrival. We waited and waited for a long time. “Nauubos na ang pasensya ko! Kapag alas-diyes na, pupunta ako ng SM! Mag-iwan na lang tayo ng note, HOY JULIUS! KUNG GUSTO MO PANG MATULOY ANG PAGGAWA NG SCRAPBOOK NAMIN, PUNTAHAN MO KAMI SA SM!” joked by Angelie. Then we decided to eat at the nearest cafeteria. I ordered a Ham and Cheese sandwich while Angelie chose to dine a bowl of lugaw. After finishing our meals, wala pa rin siya. Anong petsa na?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, it was approximately 10pm kagabi, nasa bus ako noon kasama mama ko pabalik ng Maynila galing Dasmariñas, Cavite. Uuwi kasi ng Bicol yung pinsan kong galing Saudi. Nagpadala kami ng pera para sa auntie at lola ko through her. Natuwa ako kasi sabi ng asawa niya na bibigyan niya ako ng mga PC games at software na dala pa niya from Saudi. Binigyan din nila ako ng mga chocolotes, pabango, at candy. Anyweyz, nagtext sa akin ang nanay ni Julius at tinatanong niya kung nasaan na siya’t gabing-gabi na. Sinabi ko na kasama niya sina Maica dahil birthday ni Ray. Nagreply ung parehong number pero si Julius ang nagtext. He reminded me na 9:30 kami magkikita sa Malvar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I expected, late na naman siya, and guess what, by 1 hour! It was already 10:30am at dumating na rin siya sa wakas! Pagdating naman niya ay may tumambad sa aming kabigla-biglang balita. Kinabahan ako, hindi mapakali, nagtataka. “Wala pa akong nabiling scrapbook,” bulalas ni Julius. What? Are you joking! Hindi ako makapaniwala. Pero isang paraan lang ang naisip kong makakasolusyon nito. “Halika, punta tayong SM!” aking sagot. Walang atubili kaming tumawid sa kalsada upang pumunta ng SM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pagdating dun ay dumiretso kami agad ng Quantum. Well, what do you expect? Tatlo kaming BDT eh. Nagdance Revo muna kami ni Julius with the usual songs. Standard na “Love Shine” tapos Light na “Break Down”, “Afronova Primeval”, at “Afronova”. Pero sadly, hindi namin natapos ung huling stage, nawala kasi ako sa peace of mind. Then off to Dance Maniax naman. Usual songs ulit like my all-time favorite “Quickening”. By the way, I got an S there. Then its time for ParaParadise. It was the same as Key-A-Kiss and “Luv Again Tonight”. While I was playing, they went to Simple Joys to buy the scrapbook. Then I realized it was already 1:00pm. I said, “Uy, diba sabi natin kay Mikhail na 10 tayo pupunta sa bahay nila? Naku, baka galit na iyon!” Then we got off to Photoline to print the pictures for our scrapbook. While they were waiting for the personnel to assist them, I went off to Cd-R King to buy some rewritable cd’s. Then I went back again to Photoline and I was shocked that there was no progress. “Ano ba naman yan, ang tagal ko na nga dun sa CdR king eh tpos wala pa rin?!” Tapos nagulat ako ng sabihin ng babae dun na P6.00 lang ang paprint ng 3R picture galing sa Memory Stick!! OMG!! As in shock ako kasi ung sa Kodak at Kameraworld ay P40 ang 3R. We were about to leave SM na but then we saw some people unexpectedly. “CM, CM!!” pasigaw ni Angelie. Ako’y nagulat nang makita ko sina Aby, Vanir, AC, Bea, at CM na magkakasama. Siguro’y gumagawa din sila ng scrapbook nila. Bakit kaya si CM ang tinawag ni Angelie? Meron pang mas malalim na article dito sa blog ni Julius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then umalis kami ng SM nang may araw pa. Wow, himala yun ha! Papunta na kami sa bahay nina Mikhail. Excited na ako, hehe. Nang makarating kami sa harap ng bahay nila ay wala sa aming gustong kumatok sa gate nila. Buti na lang at dala ni Julius ang kanyang directory at tinawagan na lang namin siya sa payphone. Dumating din siya sa gate upang pagbuksan kami. Eto na, kailangan ng tapusin ang kailangang tapusin. Agad naming sinumulan ang trabaho. Gupit dito, gupit doon. Dikit dito, dikit doon. Pero naging masaya kami sa paggawa nito. Kahit gutom na gutom ako ay tiniis ko upang matapos lang ang scrapbook. Kasi si Mikhail eh, hindi man lang kami binigyan ng pagkain! Hehe, joke lang un ha, if ever na mabasa mo ito. Ok lang yun kahit wala kang inalok. Ahihi. Anyways, at least may na-accomplish na rin kami sa wakas. Unti-unting nagkakaroon ng kagandahan at kaayusan ang aming scrapbook. Its time to call it a day. Nilinis namin ang lugar kung saan kami gumawa ng scrapbook. Umalis kami ng bahay nila Mikhail ng around 4:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pauwi ay dumaan muna kami ng 7-11 para magmerienda. Bumili ako ng asado siopao at slurpee. Si Julius ay bumili rin ng slurpee at stuffed pandesal. Then si Angelie naman, Clover in Cheese flavor plus an apple flavor C2. After some time, we got a little chill in our heads so we decided to buy some hot chili peanuts and we were surprised. So nasan ang anghang? Para namang walang sili yun. Binili nga namin yun para uminit ng kaunti eh. Tuloy, nag-init ung ulo ni Julius. After the merienda, Angelie decided to go home pero kami ni Julius, kailangan naming bumalik sa SM para kunin yung pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Grabe naman, dalawang beses akong nakapunta sa SM sa isang araw lang. Adik talaga! So inuna na namin ang Photoline para kunin ang pictures. Nadismaya ako dahil pangit yung resolution ng pics. Eto yung ilan sa mga pics na pinaprint namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Romans%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Romans%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So saan pa ba kami tutungo after nun? Edi sa usual na Quantum. Pagdating namin doon, and daming tao. Nandun ang mga taga-PLM. Tapos nandun din si Ramon, doing the circular motion, o c’mon! Wala ako care sa kanya, mayabang naman yun eh. Tapos may nakita din kaming mga taga-Calvin na nagPaPara. May sinabi sa akin si Julius about sa kanila pero itinanggi kong ilagay dito kasi censored. Tanong nyo na lang siya. Anyweyz, nakita ko ang Dance Maniax machine na may 12 credits! Nagdance-revo kami at finally, nasurvive ko rin ang “Afronova”! Astig! Mga 2 beses yata kami nagdance revo hangga’t nakalaro na kami sa Dance Maniax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nagdedecide kami kung ano ang mga kanta na lalaruin. Sabi ni Julius, dapat daw may “Do Me”. Tapos, ang gusto ko may “Happy Hopper”, “J-Summer Mix”, at “Quickening”. Then gusto niya rin daw ng “Afronova Primeval”. So sabi ko, unahin na lang natin yung “Quickening” para hindi ka maka-F sa huli. So nag-agree siya. Una ang “Quickening” tapos “Happy Hopper” then “Afronova Primeval” tapos “J-Summer Mix” tapos “Do Me”. Sabi ko naman, “Ano ba yang songlist natin! Ang ganda ng mga kanta sa una eh, tapos pababa ung flow, hangga’t sumadsad na sa huli!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eto na nga. Ang puso ko, lumalakas ang mga tibok. Palapit na nang palapit. Eto na, uh, uhh, uhhh! Kayo talaga, kung ano iniisip niyo, kinakabahan lang ako. So kami na nga ang maglalaro. I just did what I need to do. Tuwang-tuwa ako at naperfect ko ang “Quickening”! Then naperfect ko rin yung “Happy Hopper”! Ang combo ko na nun ay 724. At nang dumating na ang “Afronova Primeval” ay mas sineryoso ko pa. Dumating na ang gitnang parte ng kanta at ang combo naging 997, 998, 999, at nakita ko ang “Fever” sa harap ko. Ako’y tuwang-tuwa at sobrang saya at naka-fever ako! Nang natapos ang “Do Me”, ang aking rank ay S at ang aking combo ay 1034. Proud ako sa aking na-accomplish sa araw na ito. Feeling ko tuloy, pede na akong magretire sa Dance Maniax eh. Dinededicate ko ang fever na ito sa Basa Dance Troupe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At dito nagtapos ang kwento kung bakit 1034 na ang lucky number ko ngayon. Hope you enjoy! Until next time na lang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- We express our sincere thanks and heartfelt appreciation to Mikhail Oñate whose invaluable assistance and cooperation made possible the completion of our scrapbook to half and for letting us use his house as the venue for making it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- To Julius Saluria for encouraging me to update my blog and make a new entry to post. The idea also came from him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- And last but not the least, me, for helping me realizing na sobrang tanga ako na umaasa ako sa wala. Buti na lang natauhan ako at naintindihan ko na ang mga bagay-bagay. Hindi lahat ay pwede mong asahan lalo na't kung talagang imposible itong mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-113668871793110908?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/113668871793110908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=113668871793110908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113668871793110908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113668871793110908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-lucky-number.html' title='My Lucky Number'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-113360751601709021</id><published>2005-12-03T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T14:50:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reunion Like No Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is a quite exciting and unique day. It is a day where me and my second year classmates met again to refresh our memories and friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our meeting place was in front of Masci and I got there an hour earlier at 9:00 AM. The only person I saw there was Pausiu. Then Kevin Javier got there after several minutes. Then there was Jessica Tipozo and then many got there after the hour. I was shocked when I counted 21 persons out of 39, a good attendance for me. We went to Robinsons Ermita, our usual hangout place during the Rutherford days. Our first top in our first stop in our activity, Cinema 7 to watch the ever-waited "Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The movie was awesome. I'd say the best movie yet of the Harry Potter series. Even though this sequel offered a dark and violent story, it still promised the great visuals and effects of the various scenes in the movie. It was terrific.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the movie, it was time for lunch. Some of us dined at the Robinsons foodcourt, some went to Jollibee, KFC, and McDonalds to take out their meals. The meal I ordered was grilled chicken in a special barbecue sauce which was delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then it was playtime. We went to G-box Amusement Center. We did what our section always did when in G-box, and that is singing. So we reserved two videoke rooms for us. While we are waiting for the rooms to be vacant, we decided to have our pictures taken. Here are some of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/ruther1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/ruther1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Formal Pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/ruther2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/ruther2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Pa-cute Pose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/ruther3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/ruther3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Normal Pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/ruther4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wacky Pose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the pictures were taken, it is still not yet our time for out videoke rooms to be used by us so Julius, Pausiu, and I went to the Dance Maniax machine. It was a little weird since it was version 1 and it sucks. So after playing dance maniax, the videoke rooms was set to us. It was a lot of fun. I was amazed when Sally and Laurence got 100 in their songs. That is so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So after everything is done, we went home and had a great time on our culmination. It was really extravagant. The best reunion I've ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;HAPPY REUNION II-RUTHERFORD 04-05!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9712144-113360751601709021?l=ninopaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/feeds/113360751601709021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9712144&amp;postID=113360751601709021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113360751601709021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9712144/posts/default/113360751601709021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninopaz.blogspot.com/2005/12/reunion-like-no-other.html' title='A Reunion Like No Other'/><author><name>Niño Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LrrACxZJd2U/SSdzflInwFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lq8APpsBueE/S220/IMG-1841+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9712144.post-113179525175664429</id><published>2005-11-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:34:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Divisive Demerara on Djellaba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is a very good Friday. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="117" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/sunshine.jpg" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no rains and the sun is shining brightly. I came to school early so that we can assemble our display boards. It was good news when we saw that it stood alone. Yeah!! So no more problems for our group and also for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angbuhaiko.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Klyonne’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; since they were also finished with their display boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the flag ceremony, everyone rushed to our room to finish their display boards. Some were near to accomplishment but others were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/spongbob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/spongbob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the nice display boards I saw was from Maritoni’s group. Their theme was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spongebob.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Spongebob &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spongebob.com/"&gt;Squarepants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. It was really cute because of the characters of Spongebob, Patrick, and Sandy among others. The background was cool, it really mimicked Bikini Bottom. I’d say their display board is one of the most eye-catching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surprising happening aroused during the time Mrs. Soriano gave us to make our display boards. Apparently, our president, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angbuhaiko.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Klyonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ordered us to clean the room because of the different materials that were used to make the display boards. Julius stood up and commented in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angbuhaiko.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Klyonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; saying that whenever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angbuhaiko.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Klyonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;’s group is the cleaners, she doesn’t brag them to clean but when the other groups are the cleaners, she brags them to clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angbuhaiko.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Klyonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; counterstated that she has the right to enforce orders because she is the president of the class. Then Julius said the words, "Serve the right!" and silence dominated the room with the two walking away from each other. Will this tolerate a raging conflict between two Mendel Munchkins and members of Basa Dance Troup? Where will this end up? Will they ever be friends again? So many questions to be answered and only time permit us to know it. The answers will sprout out someday somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/Nica%20and%20Julius.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/Nica%20and%20Julius.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day also marked the beginning of the MTAP (Math Teachers Association of the Philippines) Friday sessions. It allows mathematically talented students to further enrich their knowledge and to develop skills and techniques in solving problems. It was a lot of fun since I belonged to the Special Class. Our teacher said that the contestant of the school in the MTAP competitions would be selected from our class. I was shocked upon hearing that. I’m amazed. Most of my classmates were very good in math especially Kyle and Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the MTAP session, Ray, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://miguelruffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miguel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, Julius, and I went to Robinson’s Place Ermita to have our lunch. How weird that we left the school at 5pm and we still didn’t took our lunch because of the same &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/1600/shakeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5322/719/320/shakeys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason, our display boards for the Science Fair. I was shocked when Ray said that he would treat us so I was overjoyed. I never expected that we would dine at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shakeys.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shakey’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; since the menu is expensive. I was overwhelmed by his luxurious preference. We ordered a bulk meal for the four of us. The food was very delicious and satisfying. When we were about to finish our meal, we noticed that some of the waiters went near to the exit. We inferred that they thought we have no money to pay for our meal since we were in school uniform and an ID lace that says "Mahal Kami ni Mayor Lito Atienza" which was required by the school to be wore everytime. When we Ray paid the bill, the waiters then left their previous positions. It was very irritating for me because they thought that we would not pay what we ordered. So b.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a really cool song that I’ve downloaded in the Internet hat I really liked and thought of sharing it with you guys. I hope you like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mariah Carey – Shake It Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVio says : Mariah Carey dumps her cheating boyfriend via answering machine in the mellow "Shake It Off." This is the 3rd single from Mariah Carey’s #1 hit comeback album The Emancipation Of Mimi. It is likely to be another chart topping hit, as you can see it is rising high at Billboard Singles Chart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title : Shake It Off&lt;br /&gt;Artist : Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Album : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0007GAERG/ref=ase_djdvio-20/002-1124362-8168823?v=glance&amp;s=music"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emancipation Of Mimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre : R&amp;amp;B&lt;br /&gt;Media : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dviolet.com/download.php?download=MariahShake.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Download MP3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Video: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/3414017/topmariah.com_shakeitoff.wmv.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Download Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JD]&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake it off&lt;br /&gt;Cause the loving ain’t the same&lt;br /&gt;And you keep on playing games&lt;br /&gt;Like you know I’m here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake, shake it off&lt;br /&gt;Just like the Calgon commercial&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta get up outta here&lt;br /&gt;And go somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake it off&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make that move&lt;br /&gt;Find somebody who&lt;br /&gt;Appreciates all the love I give&lt;br /&gt;Boy I gotta shake, shake it off&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do what’s best for me&lt;br /&gt;Baby and that means I gotta&lt;br /&gt;Shake you off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1st verse]&lt;br /&gt;By the time you get this message&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna be too late&lt;br /&gt;So don’t bother paging me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;See I grabbed all my diamonds and clothes&lt;br /&gt;Just ask your momma she knows&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna miss me baby&lt;br /&gt;Hate to say I told you so&lt;br /&gt;Well at first I didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;But now it’s clear to me&lt;br /&gt;You would cheat with all your freaks&lt;br /&gt;And lie compulsively&lt;br /&gt;So I packed up my Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;Jumped in your rid
