<?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-12894261</id><updated>2011-12-11T20:26:26.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trash thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>PURE GARBAGE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4832568893823143860</id><published>2011-08-29T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T05:11:01.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>Tsk tsk tsk.&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/12894261-4832568893823143860?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4832568893823143860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4832568893823143860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4832568893823143860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4832568893823143860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2011/08/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6201980735366977981</id><published>2011-05-30T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T03:19:48.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TANGINA DI AKO MAKA GETOVER</title><content type='html'>MODERN FAMILY Episode 4 -- ending. Pinaka nakakatawang ending ng palabas na napanood ko for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars are falling from the sky&lt;br /&gt;And you’re the reason why&lt;br /&gt;The moon is shining on your face&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found its place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz maybe baby&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna do you, do you&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna do me, do me?&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the moonlight, moonlight&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we’re hiding in my car&lt;br /&gt;I let you see my scars&lt;br /&gt;Escape the dark for just one night&lt;br /&gt;Your heart makes me explode with light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby maybe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will steal you, steal you&lt;br /&gt;Just so I can feel u, feel u&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that will heal you, heal you&lt;br /&gt;On the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the willow tree&lt;br /&gt;Wearing nothing else but me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6201980735366977981?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6201980735366977981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6201980735366977981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6201980735366977981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6201980735366977981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2011/05/tangina-di-ako-maka-getover.html' title='TANGINA DI AKO MAKA GETOVER'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-9178743100034133942</id><published>2011-02-28T01:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T01:11:52.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Instead of slamming down the phone girl, for the hundredth time&lt;br /&gt;I got your number on my wall, but I ain't gonna make that call&lt;br /&gt;When divided we stand baby, united we fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the time got a chance gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;Got my hands on your heart gonna take it&lt;br /&gt;All I know I can't fight this flame&lt;br /&gt;You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby, time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;One night alone Is like a year without you baby&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;When love and hate collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fight no more, I don't know what we're fighting for&lt;br /&gt;When we treat each other baby, like an act of war&lt;br /&gt;I could tell a million lies and it would come as no surprise&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is like a stranger, hits you right between the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time and a place and a reason&lt;br /&gt;And I know I got a love to believe in&lt;br /&gt;All I know got to win this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby...Crazy...Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;One night alone&lt;br /&gt;Is like a year without you baby&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;One night alone&lt;br /&gt;Is like a year without you baby&lt;br /&gt;If you have a heart at all&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;When love and hate collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-9178743100034133942?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/9178743100034133942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=9178743100034133942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/9178743100034133942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/9178743100034133942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2011/02/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6447385318899038906</id><published>2010-12-12T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:34:36.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Fun Things I Can Do with a new Lenovo Laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;10 Fun Things I Can Do with a new Lenovo Laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. With a new lenovo laptop, I can travel to other places in the universe, with just one button. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My new Lenovo laptop's radiation causes my body to become immortal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My Lenovo laptop will also be able to let me travel through time when I connect it to my watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I can transfer all information in my brain to my laptop's hard disk with a new Lenovo Laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. My new Lenovo laptop can actually create signals to contact extra terrestrial life forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. When I attach my Lenovo laptop to my car, I can drive faster than the speed of light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I can use my new Lenovo laptop to chat with my loved ones who have passed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My new Lenovo laptop also has a special button to trigger World Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I can actually program how many hours of sleep I want in 1 day, with the new Lenovo laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I can use my new Lenovo laptop's webcam to video chat with the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my official entry to the Lenovo-YugaTech Laptop Giveaway contest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.yugatech.com/blog/contests/contest-lenovo-yugatech-laptop-give-away/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6447385318899038906?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6447385318899038906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6447385318899038906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6447385318899038906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6447385318899038906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-fun-things-i-can-do-with-new-lenovo.html' title='10 Fun Things I Can Do with a new Lenovo Laptop'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-1526286400920377641</id><published>2010-11-11T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:37:49.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWAK SA BATYA PUTANGINA</title><content type='html'>I dig my toes into the sand&lt;br /&gt;The ocean looks like&lt;br /&gt;A thousand diamonds strewn&lt;br /&gt;Across a blue blanket&lt;br /&gt;I lean against the wind&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I am weightless&lt;br /&gt;And in this moment&lt;br /&gt;I am happy happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;div&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lay my head onto the sand&lt;br /&gt;The sky resembles&lt;br /&gt;A backlit canopy&lt;br /&gt;With holes punched in it&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting UFOs&lt;br /&gt;I signal them with my lighter&lt;br /&gt;And in this moment&lt;br /&gt;I am happy happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;div&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The world's a rollercoaster&lt;br /&gt;And I am not strapped in&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hold with care&lt;br /&gt;My hands are busy in the air&lt;br /&gt;Saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;div&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIII WISH YOU WERE HERE&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/12894261-1526286400920377641?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/1526286400920377641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=1526286400920377641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1526286400920377641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1526286400920377641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/11/swak-sa-batya-putangina.html' title='SWAK SA BATYA PUTANGINA'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3365887197200938612</id><published>2010-10-11T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:10:32.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave Matthews Band - #41</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Come and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm coming slow but speeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Do you wish a dance and while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm in the front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I play on time is won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Oh but the difficulty's coming here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I will go in this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And I find my own way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I won't tell you what to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;But I'm coming to much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;All at once the ghosts come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Reeling in you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;What if they came down crushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Remember when I used to play for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;all of the loneliness that nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;notices now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Oh begging slow I'm coming here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm waiting I wanted to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I wanted to play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I wanted to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm only this far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And only tomorrow leads my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm telling you waltzing back and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Push it into your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Please, I wouldn't pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I wouldn't take any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;What sort of man goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I will bring water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Why won't you ever be glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;It melts into wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I know I'm praying for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Why won't you run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Into rain and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And let tears splash all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3365887197200938612?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3365887197200938612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3365887197200938612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3365887197200938612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3365887197200938612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/10/dave-matthews-band-41.html' title='Dave Matthews Band - #41'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-5213192319291389007</id><published>2010-07-28T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:55:41.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habang lasing</title><content type='html'>Sana di ka mawala&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw kong ikaw ay mawala&lt;br /&gt;Dito ka lang sa tabi ko&lt;br /&gt;Kaso bawal kang kunin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para akong fool, laging nawawala ang isip&lt;br /&gt;Okey lang ikaw naman laging laman nito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delikadong magmahal nang sobra&lt;br /&gt;Kelangan pa ng saksakan na tiwala&lt;br /&gt;Sa sarili at sa isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kelangan mong umalis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko naman mababago ang desisyon mo&lt;br /&gt;Kung ako ba si Leonardo Dicaprio &lt;br /&gt;o Ryan Reynolds o yung machong lider sa 300&lt;br /&gt;Iiwanan mo pa rin ako? =))&lt;br /&gt;Joketime naman tong stanzang ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal lang magkasakitan &lt;br /&gt;at magtampuhan minsan&lt;br /&gt;Wag lang gagawin ang mag-iwanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kasi nga naman hindi natin makukuha &lt;br /&gt;Ang lahat ng ating kagustuhan&lt;br /&gt;Kelangan lang talaga siguro maghintay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para akong fool, laging nawawala ang isip&lt;br /&gt;Okey lang ikaw naman laging laman nito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelan ka babalik baby&lt;br /&gt;Pano yan pag gabi na at mag-isa ka&lt;br /&gt;At meron kang gustong sabihin sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Mararamdaman mo pa rin kaya ako diyan?&lt;br /&gt;Lalo sa tabi mo, pag patulog ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman talaga delikadong magmahal nang sobra&lt;br /&gt;Kasi doon talaga nabubuo ang tiwala diba&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang mag-alala, Wag akong mag-alala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong ulitin ang first stanza&lt;br /&gt;Sana di ka mawala&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw kong ikaw ay mawala&lt;br /&gt;Dito ka lang sa tabi ko&lt;br /&gt;Kaso bawal kang kunin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-5213192319291389007?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/5213192319291389007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=5213192319291389007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5213192319291389007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5213192319291389007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/07/habang-lasing.html' title='Habang lasing'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4245456893115131097</id><published>2010-05-23T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:12:51.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayos a. Akalain mo yun?</title><content type='html'>Kagabi, May 23, mga bandang alas nuwebe, naging kami ng kaibigan ko. Kaklase ko siya simula pa noong Grade 6. Naging katabi ko siya noong 1st year highschool. Naging kaklase ng 2nd year at 3rd year high school. Hindi ko naman siya gaanong nakakasama noon. At ng huling limang buwan wala akong ginawa sa kanya kung hindi samahan siya sa mga outing , at asarin siya ng asarin. Pero kahapon, kami na. Akalain mo yun? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos makikita ko sa internet na 143rd day of the year pala ang May 23. Akalain mo yun? Quote ko lang ang huling text niya as of today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From friends to this? Haha. I never thought things would work out THIS WELL. Love you Francis. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 Maria Katrina Virrey. Mahal na kita. Haha! Nangyayari pala yung mga nasa pelikula minsan ano? Akalain mo yun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4245456893115131097?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4245456893115131097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4245456893115131097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4245456893115131097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4245456893115131097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/05/ayos-akalain-mo-yun.html' title='Ayos a. Akalain mo yun?'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3976505958239524949</id><published>2010-05-03T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:40:40.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCAR FIN</title><content type='html'>SCAR FIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAPAT KA BANG MALUNGKOT KAPAG NANAGINIP KA NANG MASAMA KASI BAKA MAGKATOTOO ITO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O MATUWA? DAHIL NGAYON ALAM MO NA KUNG PAANO MO MAIIWASANG MANGYARI ANG NANGYARI SA PANAGINIP MONG ITO ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3976505958239524949?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3976505958239524949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3976505958239524949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3976505958239524949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3976505958239524949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/05/scar-fin.html' title='SCAR FIN'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-7551990816710891009</id><published>2010-04-19T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:47:57.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>311 My Heart Sings</title><content type='html'>4 A.M. this hotel room and I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Not in anger, but in danger of calling you&lt;br /&gt;My mind's a long, long way from it was then&lt;br /&gt;And now the good times just keep&lt;br /&gt;drifting back in, woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe it on out the in will come so freely&lt;br /&gt;you'll figure it out the answer&lt;br /&gt;will come so clearly dear&lt;br /&gt;Let it all go cause we can't know just what will be&lt;br /&gt;Hard it is to set you free&lt;br /&gt;it's so much easier that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;That is what you do&lt;br /&gt;A melody that will settle me&lt;br /&gt;That is just the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings and it's time you knew, yeah&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not made of stone, I'm only flesh and bone&lt;br /&gt;I'm half crazy and amazed that you are alone&lt;br /&gt;Let's sit on the shore, watch the&lt;br /&gt;ocean breathe (sit and watch the&lt;br /&gt;ocean breathe)&lt;br /&gt;it's getting dark but we both&lt;br /&gt;don't want to leave, woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe it on out the end will come so freely&lt;br /&gt;you'll figure it out the answer&lt;br /&gt;will come so clearly dear&lt;br /&gt;Let it all go cause we can't know just what will be&lt;br /&gt;Hard it is to set you free&lt;br /&gt;it's so much easier that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;That is what you do&lt;br /&gt;A melody that will settle me&lt;br /&gt;That is just the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings and it's time you knew, yeah&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, woah, woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings, my heart sings&lt;br /&gt;when I think of you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You anchor me when I'm lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;We can't know just what we'll be&lt;br /&gt;What the future brings&lt;br /&gt;But my heart sings&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7551990816710891009?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7551990816710891009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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narcotic</title><content type='html'>I believe I may have found a new drug for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nitrogen_narcosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost same effect. Mas maganda pa nga ata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PERMANENT BRAIN DAMAGE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOSHIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should compose a song for this scientific term.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-1615438426490484881?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/1615438426490484881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=1615438426490484881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1615438426490484881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1615438426490484881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/01/newly-discovered-narcotic.html' title='newly discovered narcotic'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-863248938941657190</id><published>2010-01-25T07:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T07:45:36.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month after</title><content type='html'>1 month after napanaginipan ko ang beach (previous blog post). . . nagkatotoo ang panaginip ko !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hindi naman lahat ng nangyari sa panaginip kong iyon ay nangyari talaga sa totoong buhay . Isang part lang. Ang nakapag lakad ako sa sea floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing lang. I didn't plan to walk on the sea floor, but yeah, I did. PUTANGINA KINIKILIG AKO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang, di na siguro mangyayari talaga ang gusto kong mangyari na maabot ang horizon. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-863248938941657190?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/863248938941657190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=863248938941657190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/863248938941657190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/863248938941657190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2010/01/month-after.html' title='a month after'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3891246290759400254</id><published>2009-12-20T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:32:40.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another dream-- reaching for the horizon</title><content type='html'>Darkened skies + tidal waves. The setting was a beach maybe in Bohol (kung may beach man doon) or its adjacent provinces (?) Di ko alam kung paano kami napunta doon ng mga kapatid ko -- ako 23yo -- andrew 24yo -- ryan 20yo). May activity kami na babaybayin naming tatlo ang dagat gamit ang tatlong lubid lamang. Tig-isa kami ng lubid. Sobrang habang lubid na nakatali sa mga puno sa bay. Our objective was to reach the horizon (?) The fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung beach ay parang hindi beach. Extremes yung level ng tubig. May times na parang na-eempty yung beach to the point na makikita mo yung sea floor. That's the time na makakalakad ka sa sea floor. May point na sobrang tumatataas. That's the time you have to stop walking and start swimming again. The competition goes on. Palayuan at pabilisan kaming magkakapatid na maabot ang horizon. Kulet. Kung sinong makakaabot ng horizon mananalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We of course didn't reach the horizon. Pero may nahanap kaming sunken ship. When we found the sunken ship ginamit namin yung mga lubid namin para i-haul yung ship sa bay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we hauled the ship, we started to go inside the that ship. Makulit yung ship, limang dikit dikit na ship parang train na ship. Ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung na-haul na namin biglang lumakas yung mga waves. All of a sudden pataas nang pataas yung level ng tubig. Hindi na bumababa! I think there was something inside that ship that triggered the waves to be violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survival na bigla ang labanan naming magkakapatid. Pataas ng pataas ang tubig. Umikot ang panaginip sa pagtakas namin sa dagat na parang nilalamon kami. Nawala bigla si Ryan sa sight namin ni Andrew. Ayon, umabot sa point na parang buong Bohol nilamon na ng tubig. Water world what the fuck. But we kept swimming up. up. up. Wala na kaming makitang lupa at nakabitaw na kami sa kanya-kanyang mga lubid namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natapos ang panaginip na akala namin na nilamon si Ryan ng dagat. Pero bigla nalang namin siya nakita ulit. Akala namin nawala na nga siya. I think we hugged him. Ngek drama bigla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La eh nagising nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paggising ko pinatugtog ko kaagad ang 'Castaway' by Inyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step to the farthest side of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Be careful of what you might see&lt;br /&gt;So careless inside I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Sail into my widest dreams&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up like a littlelebum's shoelace&lt;br /&gt;High strung but I am trying&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Cast away&lt;br /&gt;Trapped and caught in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Darkened skies, tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;But I am movin on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See through the hallowed eyes in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;A psycho traumatic hypnotic scene&lt;br /&gt;A mountain of dust to ponder&lt;br /&gt;Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Cast away&lt;br /&gt;Trapped and caught in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Darkened skies, tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;But I am movin on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm blind&lt;br /&gt;Reactions too late.&lt;br /&gt;I'm behind&lt;br /&gt;But catch me I'm movin on&lt;br /&gt;And on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Cast away&lt;br /&gt;Trapped and caught in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Darkened skies, tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;But I am movin on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3891246290759400254?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3891246290759400254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3891246290759400254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3891246290759400254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3891246290759400254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2009/12/yet-another-dream-reaching-for-horizon.html' title='yet another dream-- reaching for the horizon'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6000021400526210689</id><published>2009-10-20T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T05:34:14.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>panaginip</title><content type='html'>......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumagyo, matinding surfing sa baha. nakakalipad daw ako gamit ang kamay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko kilala mga kasama ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giyera. nahuli ako ng mga rusyano. binaril sa likod at namatay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na. nagising nalang bigla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6000021400526210689?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6000021400526210689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6000021400526210689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6000021400526210689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6000021400526210689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2009/10/panaginip.html' title='panaginip'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3439597436752534150</id><published>2009-10-04T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:05:17.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:800px; 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Need quality time with the gerlps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelangan ni gerlps ng Adobe Photoshop. Meron ako sa laptop kaso wala nang battery. - Too bad nandun sa locker ko sa office yung laptop adapter/charger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So, nag jogging para kunin ang laptop adapter ko sa office sa Makati mga 6am ata.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaso nawala ko yung susi ng locker ko sa office. Nawala while jogging! -- Sayang "696" pa naman number na naka emboss dun sa susi na yun &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GAME! Let's play RAVENHEARST true-to-life along the streets of Mandaluyong - Makati !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Route = Mandaluyong - Makati Bridge -- J.P Rizal --Makati Av -- Dela Costa Avenue -- Valero St. Paseo de Roxas para hanapin yung nawala (while jogging) kong susi  na may number na "696"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pumunta pa rin sa office kahit di ko nakita yung susi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LMAO. di ko pala kelangan yung susi naka bukas yung locker!!!!!!!!!! WUHU!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayun nag joggin pa rin pauwi. 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-232979806787393334</id><published>2009-04-01T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:35:00.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>69!! . . . mushroom ala super mario</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SdRASe56hQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/e6aD-LbdVhU/s1600-h/69.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SdRASe56hQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/e6aD-LbdVhU/s320/69.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319947746109195522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-931103528133113225</id><published>2009-03-11T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:13:11.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kung gusto mo maging sikat na ayaw ko naman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SbeN4qDq_eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G74uLYCpFlY/s1600-h/twitter.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SbeN4qDq_eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G74uLYCpFlY/s320/twitter.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311870290008669666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag gagawa ka lang ng kalokohan sa twitter. sisikat ka rin. hahaha&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' 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height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SbeN4qDq_eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G74uLYCpFlY/s72-c/twitter.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6495330924559704094</id><published>2009-01-25T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:06:56.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODO:</title><content type='html'>Edit this post to state happenings from Jan 23 to Jan 26&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6495330924559704094?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6495330924559704094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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minus the bear.</title><content type='html'>Midnight on a beach in the Mediterranean&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Even here, taking it all in&lt;br /&gt;The sand, silvered, carries the moon on its shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to put this night to tune, and move it to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you,&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this night light enough to move&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, i'll bring this home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cargo ships move by, tracing on the horizon line&lt;br /&gt;There's a luster from the city lights on the waves that kiss our feet&lt;br /&gt;And we're thinkin' of goin' in (thinkin' of goin' in),&lt;br /&gt;The time's getting thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry I'll bring this home to you,&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this night light enough to move&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry I'll bring this home to you,&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this, if I can make this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry I'll bring this home to you,&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this night light enough to move&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry I'll bring this home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a city for not sleeping; The clocks are set by feel&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, from where I sit, none of it seems real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry I'll bring this home to you,&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this night light enough to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry I'll bring this home to you, &lt;br /&gt;If I can make this night light enough to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this, if I can make this move&lt;br /&gt;If I can make this move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-5942094085726075918?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/5942094085726075918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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nangyari</title><content type='html'>xmas party eqcs&lt;br /&gt;binyag&lt;br /&gt;25th&lt;br /&gt;retro xmas party&lt;br /&gt;je dumating&lt;br /&gt;xmas party boni&lt;br /&gt;twilight - BOOOO&lt;br /&gt;walang susi&lt;br /&gt;escalations&lt;br /&gt;gift from bossing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3557345302888209977?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3557345302888209977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3557345302888209977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3557345302888209977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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kanta. bawat isa ramdam na ramdam ang kinakanta. most of you guys - kumakantang pa senti style at tema ay pag ibig. yung iba rumak-out - galit lang talaga. yung iba tameme - passive lang kumbaga. yung iba bangag - adik-adik. yung iba sintu-sinto. yung iba silang. yung iba swabe. yung iba, christmas song na kaagad ang banat!!!! =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bagay na bagay pa yung mga kanta niyo sa inyo. pucha. .. saka ko na isusulat kung sino sino yung mga kumanta at ano yung kinanta... kelangan ko na ulit matulog e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Range ng mga kakilala ko na kumanta - elementary days - highschool classmates - college brods and sisses - love/d ones - tropa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRESH NA FRESH pa sa utak ko kung anong mga pinagkakanta niyo mga loko!!! teka gawa lang ako ng listahan ng contacts ko tapos i re recall ko kung ano yung kinanta niyo!!! taena. \m/ swak ang buhay pare. suwak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7861046632132503490?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7861046632132503490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7861046632132503490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7861046632132503490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7861046632132503490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/11/extra-ordinary-dream.html' title='extra ordinary dream'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-5652415872239755124</id><published>2008-11-02T04:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T04:21:38.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEMPORARY FIXIN MODE</title><content type='html'>Ngayon lang ako pumasok sa office on a Sunday. kelangan kasi ng temporary fix ng Indian Bank by tomorrow. wu wu wu weird pa pa pa parekoy. gutom na ako walang mahingian ng pagkain at walang nag g guide sa aken sa tasks ko. hirap mag task. pero madaling pumetiks. kaya naisipan kong daanan itong garbahe.blogspot.com ko na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko nang umuwi at mag charge ng cellphone at kainin ang na-grill kong shrimps, calamares at maya-maya sa bahay. yun. yun lang. bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix. Need a quick fix. chu chuchu chong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-5652415872239755124?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/5652415872239755124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=5652415872239755124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5652415872239755124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5652415872239755124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/11/temporary-fixin-mode.html' title='TEMPORARY FIXIN MODE'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3660190750138638536</id><published>2008-10-27T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T07:50:39.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAYOP</title><content type='html'>ang suwerte suwerte ko nanaman sa buhay... mamaya biglang malas nanaman. ayoko nang SUWERTEHIN ! !! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3660190750138638536?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3660190750138638536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3660190750138638536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3660190750138638536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3660190750138638536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/10/hayop.html' title='HAYOP'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8078603053868303574</id><published>2008-09-01T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:13:39.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>99th post</title><content type='html'>napansin ko lang. yung simbolo ng cancer. pucha. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. ano bang kina aadikan ko ngayon&lt;br /&gt;1. elbi.&lt;br /&gt;2. shitake mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;3. kung anu anong mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;4. kamatis.&lt;br /&gt;5. dried seaweed.&lt;div&gt;6. tofu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;astig din friendster ko, 369 comments and 396 friends ata ngayon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8078603053868303574?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8078603053868303574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8078603053868303574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8078603053868303574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8078603053868303574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/09/99th-post.html' title='99th post'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3395562124360651189</id><published>2008-08-24T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:14:40.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>69966996</title><content type='html'>dala ko sa elbi ang number 69 "doraemond" Red COSS jersey ko this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saktong napatingin ako sa scoreboard ng COSS vs PHYSIKA.... 69 score ng COSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumili ako ng beef wanton at siopao. PHP 134.00 total sa resibo ko.&lt;br /&gt;si Je bumili ng beef chao-fan at iced tea.  PHP 69.00 total ng resibo niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakalimutan ko na yung ibang instances na nakakita ako ng 69 this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3395562124360651189?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3395562124360651189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3395562124360651189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3395562124360651189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3395562124360651189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/08/69966996.html' title='69966996'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4239500082135186821</id><published>2008-08-19T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T02:43:27.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>96 nanaman</title><content type='html'>96 = ITP Training First Exercise Score....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala , this is my 97th post according sa blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siyempre 96th post ko yung bago nito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIN YANG NANAMAN BABY ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4239500082135186821?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4239500082135186821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4239500082135186821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4239500082135186821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4239500082135186821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/08/96-nanaman.html' title='96 nanaman'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2824466962667161400</id><published>2008-07-28T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:40:28.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JEJEJEJEJEJE</title><content type='html'>SIDE VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRONT VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDER VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O KAHIT ANO PANG VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILAVIEW  !  !  !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2824466962667161400?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2824466962667161400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2824466962667161400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2824466962667161400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2824466962667161400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/07/jejejejejeje.html' title='JEJEJEJEJEJE'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8691129436032260040</id><published>2008-07-04T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:27:25.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Average of Previous Tasks</title><content type='html'>96 Percent . . . .  Y I N Y A N G     B A B Y ! ! ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8691129436032260040?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8691129436032260040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8691129436032260040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8691129436032260040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8691129436032260040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/07/average-of-previous-tasks.html' title='Average of Previous Tasks'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-1787548018475456822</id><published>2008-07-04T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:25:39.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RPG Programming</title><content type='html'>96.8 Percent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-1787548018475456822?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/1787548018475456822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=1787548018475456822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1787548018475456822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1787548018475456822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/07/rpg-programming.html' title='RPG Programming'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2643805089226468973</id><published>2008-06-19T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:29:44.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CL Programming</title><content type='html'>95.03 Percent ! !  ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.00 Percent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.00 Percent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2643805089226468973?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2643805089226468973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2643805089226468973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2643805089226468973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2643805089226468973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/06/cl-programming.html' title='CL Programming'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6273721024088375004</id><published>2008-06-14T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:27:33.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soyanij</title><content type='html'>http://philmoney.blogspot.com/2008/04/100-peso-banknotes-university-of.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6273721024088375004?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6273721024088375004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6273721024088375004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6273721024088375004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6273721024088375004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/06/soyanij.html' title='soyanij'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6837585225500193181</id><published>2008-05-31T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:40:17.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SEIZsAzybPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OLUTPjsu-q8/s1600-h/M3con_Poster_ver1_by_mangaholix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SEIZsAzybPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OLUTPjsu-q8/s320/M3con_Poster_ver1_by_mangaholix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206752363115867378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First timer. Culture Shock ampota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Iane: "What a weird world?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URBANDUB ! ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6837585225500193181?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6837585225500193181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6837585225500193181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6837585225500193181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6837585225500193181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-timer.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SEIZsAzybPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OLUTPjsu-q8/s72-c/M3con_Poster_ver1_by_mangaholix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2825185107434921834</id><published>2008-05-27T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:52:05.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>etymology</title><content type='html'>wala bang hindi twelve step? girlfriend ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, inom with jammers'. apat na oras nagkakantahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 28, inom sa nakar. GSM at paksiw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May bagong derivation&lt;br /&gt;ALAS SINGKO =~ AH LASING AKO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magic hour sa inuman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2825185107434921834?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2825185107434921834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2825185107434921834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2825185107434921834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2825185107434921834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/05/inom-pa.html' title='etymology'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8152828336445757442</id><published>2008-05-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:53:05.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pattern</title><content type='html'>april 30-may16. walang inom at usok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 17. beeeeeeeeer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 21. beeeeeeeer + granma gang alasingko. pota baliktad ang pang hugas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 23. GRANMAAAAAAAMA gang alasingko !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 24. granmaaaaaaaami +  beeeeeeer. ayun na ayos!   di na baliktad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 25. dinaan nalang sa swimming! tulog tulog naman konti jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 26. iinom ba ako? ang dami nanaman nag-aaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang daming inom pero ala akong maalalang kuwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasabugan ang tema. kelangan ko ng distraction. DISTRACTIIIOOOOONNN! :D :)) =) =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8152828336445757442?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8152828336445757442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8152828336445757442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8152828336445757442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8152828336445757442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/05/pattern.html' title='pattern'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8295410184240597100</id><published>2008-05-19T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:57:37.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cauterize + SM Bagyo + darts + UPVC + flood = fever + kelangan bumalik kay Dra. Noble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8295410184240597100?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8295410184240597100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8295410184240597100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8295410184240597100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8295410184240597100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/05/cauterize-sm-bagyo-darts-upvc-flood.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-5746627404032345093</id><published>2008-05-10T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:45:13.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLICK TO ENLARGE king koopa art</title><content type='html'>APRIL OWNAGE ! ! ! ! !!!!!!! OWNED KA APRIL! FTW! Dapa! Lusaw! Boom! Quit ka na Abril! LOL! (speaking in GGClient Language)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCWPT9u46QI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lDoqv58HRAU/s1600-h/bowserheadergr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCWPT9u46QI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lDoqv58HRAU/s320/bowserheadergr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198718918020622594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm 22. I am 22. am I 22. 22 I am. ano kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just ended 21. Eleven times 2 = 22. Two candles == 22? Those are two elevens. Garbahe on the honda on the loose. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . more dots........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More dots . 1 ..  2 ... 3 ..... 5 ........ 8 ............. 13 ... ... 28... ...29 ... 69 divided by zero. Only chuck norris knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako marunong magsulat. Mali. Hindi na ako marunong 'mag isip ng masusulat' or both. Ano bang nangyayari sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utak ko? Think garbahe. APRIL BOY REGINO = not jologs. ghay lang talaga. Dapat April Girl Regino nalang siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems, maraming bagay na nagtutulak sa ken na mag isip na medyo matanda na nga ako. Pero di naman sobra. Di pa naman ako senile. Pero parang laging empty ang aking garbahe . Teka. Testing ko lang. Testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko ba ang mga bagay na nangyari sa aken in the month of April? ? oo. naaalala ko ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========The following are the highlights of April 2008 ============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nakapang april 1 fools' day (highlight = "bundok girls");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Job offer in Japan under Laserite Systems Inc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Conversations with a single and beautiful japanese blooded gal na ayaw sa pollution. Topic = pension plan + mid life crisis na hindi + single life + bordo burgers' cheezemax;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agent Balasubas: "Japan is just not the appropriate rendezvous point for this mission agent brohoho!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agent Brohoho  : "Roger that Agent Balasubas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Officemate Pancho before going to Japan ay  nagpa-videoke gimmick sa estrada street at adventure sa bartolina cubao. wapak! ampapanget! uwi kame e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Induction + Gimmick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCavqiXo5pI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hNaizJtsWhE/s1600-h/CIMG2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCavqiXo5pI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hNaizJtsWhE/s320/CIMG2435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199035965161137810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Si neph alumna of the night. (Nakanang alumnus of the night ako. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hanna = Aegis and Aerosmith combined! Birit Queen! ("Ayoko sana!! Na ikaw ay mawawala! Mawawasak lamang ang aking mundohoooo wooooo"). bawal i upload ang video e, sayang. sayang.... na topak din si hanna nung biglang binato yung mga bato. :D. hehe masiyahing bata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbmkyXo5vI/AAAAAAAAALs/v0KPR3xpbFc/s1600-h/CIMG2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbmkyXo5vI/AAAAAAAAALs/v0KPR3xpbFc/s320/CIMG2399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199096339516417778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Bumisita sa condo/bahay nila Mac Eigen Maylette at natulog lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Na feature sa Inquirer ang Laserite.&lt;br /&gt;http://services.inquirer.net/print/print.php?article_id=20080411-129656&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Naglipat ng mga gamit sa isang buong bahay papunta sa bagong bahay. tapos binalik din sa lumang bahay sa same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Na miss ang job offer ng Laserite sa training under Orange and Bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nakabuo ng mini city sa tulong ng mga bumisita rito. http://khrista-joy.myminicity.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCawayXo5qI/AAAAAAAAALE/QA_1AWDPvtw/s1600-h/minicity.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCawayXo5qI/AAAAAAAAALE/QA_1AWDPvtw/s320/minicity.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199036794089825954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nanalo 1st place sa nba basketball.fantasysports.yahoo.com! WAHAHA AKIN NA YUNG POT MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCaw_CXo5rI/AAAAAAAAALM/tXVh6KHI71w/s1600-h/kampeon.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCaw_CXo5rI/AAAAAAAAALM/tXVh6KHI71w/s320/kampeon.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199037416860083890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUKHANG MATINDI ANG RESULT NG MEDITATION KO. CHI U/N CHOW STYLE OF MEDITATION. Mga ilang gabi din ako di makatulog kaka meditate shit. Realizations na na re realize... masyadong suwerte. Ayaw ko maging ma suwerte men. Nakaka kaba maging ma suwerte. Pero sabi naman ni inay normal lang suwertehin bigla bigla. Pero kabado ako men. Baka biglang bawiin bigla bigla rin mga suwerte ko ma convert sa kamalasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olrayt. wala nanamang ma type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit . Sabalit makulit. Masaya ang abril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumampas siya sa destination niya. At least naka pag bus adventures ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkita sa la salle taft all expenses paid sa trinoma, kenny rogers, astronaut place, crib, ice cream place, hatid cubao =  awkward ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCa0ZSXo5uI/AAAAAAAAALk/NEOq_-UPi-I/s1600-h/DSC04733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCa0ZSXo5uI/AAAAAAAAALk/NEOq_-UPi-I/s320/DSC04733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199041166366533346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nabading sa astrosuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta sa elbi.  7 hour? stay. Nag wasak doon at natulog sa mga kalye at bus. Di maalala kung paano naka uwi sa makati. quotes -&gt; "i want greens". Madaming revelations ang na reveal. Discovery channel eh. Matagal naka usap si _a_.  At kung anu ano ang natanong. Sagot din naman siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galing taft at nakapunta maraming lugar sa ilang oras lang. Akala ko hindi seryoso. Seryoso palang magkikita kita. All expenses paid din sa Makati, UP Diliman (de-credit-card-siya-chong-go), quezon memorial,  binondo, chinatown.....tumakas nako pa cubao, pa elbi, tapos tinikman ang mga alak na malaki na tig P150 bucks kasama ang mga elbizens, quiapo ule, makati ule, alabang at taft. Malakas ang trip ng mga highschool preynds nato. Masarap masaktan sa paa. Hehe. pain and suffering = solb solb. Naiwan ang laptop sa QC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbrwiXo5xI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KTqQbIViDtI/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbrwiXo5xI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KTqQbIViDtI/s320/Picture0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199102038938019602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ko pala ang minimum one red horse sa weekend (minus mga ibibigay nila hanna at renee at minus yung granma at empoy sa ilags at minus tanduay nila miggy sa bombsite at minus yung beer sa ethereal stoojio). disco shot glass= highlight. umiilaw nang multicolored pag binagsak mo nang malakas yung shot glass. nagpainom ng empoy sa ilags na di naman ininom ang inom. tsk tsk. di rin dinala sa resort naman. hmuf dionne. si gelie naka shorts. di na kelangan ng repellant sa lamok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCayhCXo5sI/AAAAAAAAALU/mW55LT1HP7c/s1600-h/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCayhCXo5sI/AAAAAAAAALU/mW55LT1HP7c/s320/Picture+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199039100487263938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCazHSXo5tI/AAAAAAAAALc/0C9so3EaNH8/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCazHSXo5tI/AAAAAAAAALc/0C9so3EaNH8/s320/Picture+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199039757617260242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Crying shoulder move ( success rate = 99.9% tama ka kupal); sleepless in shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nabuo ang bass + rack toms nakabili sa festival mall sa alabang ng tom holders. nakabili ng PEARL pedals sa quiapo!! ======= http://talk.philmusic.com/board/index.php/topic,89859.0.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast/lunch sa http://jaeius.multiply.com/photos/album/5/graduation_party.._with_coss. highlight = jen meets the peyrents. highlight = sssarap talaga ng carbonara mo jen! Tsaka itago mo yung binigay kong lighter na warcraft reign of chaos thrall na design Jaieus! Maylette kasi di sumama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Graduation. On the spot na naghanap ng polo na susuotin. Sigawan ang mga tao nung nagmamarcha. Rinig na rinig sa stage. Salamat sa nag CHEER!! Haha. Nawalan ng kuryente bigla bigla pagkatapos ko magmarcha sa harap.  Tas nagkaroon din bigla nang kuryente. May nagbigay ng siopao sa akin. Salamat. Nice graduation gift by the way. Peyborit ko yun. Thanks. Fireworks na matindi-tindi gawa ata ng centennial graduation nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCkqqSXo5zI/AAAAAAAAAMM/H82lGrskCds/s1600-h/DSC02226+sunogTrabaho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCkqqSXo5zI/AAAAAAAAAMM/H82lGrskCds/s320/DSC02226+sunogTrabaho.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199734150749808434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Later that night, pa resort. walang tugtugan at walang tulugan. kumpleto at solb solb. Ubos ang pera at lakas. Sa kalasingan nakaLIMUTAN KO NA  ang mokong quotable quotes ko nun sa videoke with the family. Nakita si jam sa grove. Pagpasok ng Jammers' s sa van inintroduce siya. "Jammers' meet jam."Daming sinundong coss at jammers' . Daming sumunod sa pa resort na alumni ng coss at jammers; salamat frekoys. zendero dudes plus girlfriends umabot pa nung mag uumaga na. lazkupz at mollen da pollen. Nawawala bigla. Walang tulugan ng 2 araw. Di nakapunta mga GMC-CS (congrats sateng lahat)  at highschool girls. Di ko na tinuloy ang showband style gimik, hasel e. eto link http://santosfrancisraymond.multiply.com/photos/album/14/Sisnarf_and_Macky_Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to obtain laptop. na obtain din kahit sakit sa paa ang nangyari. hehe. Nalibre din sa jollibee in commemoration of a dear friend's birthday. May sans rival at 2X candles at forgotTheNameOfThePastry pastry at sangkatutak na pangungulit niya sa manong guard. sa totoo lang wala na akong wish nung hinipan ko yung kandila. Ayoko na mag wish. Nagkakatotoo lang kasi . Di mahanap ang dapat mahanap sa West Triangle. Parang maze pala dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY (ATE) KHRISTA. lamang ka ng ilang oras sa pagkaluwal ng ina mo sa yo sa mundong ito. HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY sa kanya at dahil sa kanya nakilala kita chong-go. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbojiXo5wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7lP0HIBWDqg/s1600-h/DSC04793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbojiXo5wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7lP0HIBWDqg/s320/DSC04793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199098517064836866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACKNOWEDGMENTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa, ma, ate chini, kuya&lt;br /&gt;Ate punx, drew, ryan, ynna&lt;br /&gt;Ok tayo kumpleto ang pamilya non&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa relo. at sa kahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga pumunta salamat muli!&lt;br /&gt;Macky insan congrats nang marami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espesyal tenks kela tito boy,  tita bubot, tita vicky, tita wena, tita tut.&lt;br /&gt;Salamat nang marami sa polo na malambut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa COSS at Jammers'. \m/. Sensya jammers' di na tayo tumugtog. Gipit na sa oras at dis oras na ang oras nun haha. Sensya sa umasang tutugtog kami nun. Sensya yung iba di nalasing! Hindi pala kayo kayang lasingin ng  isang kaha ng san mig in can at doseng onseng set ng mompo. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala nanaman ma type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eabab. eabab. alt tab. migraine.  http://youtube.com/watch?v=fs1HoOys4qI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mag flight attendant ka na tas penge ako ng Champagne from China (CHAMPANGNE). p.s. sariling desisyon mo ang pag me med mo or pag pursue ng nursing career. sana maging masaya ka sa kahit ano jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- natuklasan ko ang siyensya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ka text na ka chat pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cheeseburger. mushroom burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- COLD SUMMER NIGHTS  ;   http://www.imeem.com/people/GAMR_I/music/oa6Z75fb/francis_m_cold_summer_nights/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (SHAWTIE I CAN) TAKE YOU THERE&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwMPFc3eNQk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Idol ko na tong babaeng to! This woman, this lady, is the man. Subok na at matibay. Strong chong, Head-strong! Di ka naman masyadong procrastinator a. Paka-hyper mong tao at halos walang walang nasasayang na minuto sayo... lakas mo din sa inom chong, nauna ako matumba. tama ka i'm (easy) breezy. - Ano kayang ibig sabihin ng "puwede lahat"? Idol ko din ang isa pa jan na nagmamahal nang tunay sa kanyang mahal. Sa sobrang mahal niyan mataas na ang market value niyan. Puwede na pag investan at mag taya ng shares jan. Maaangat na niya ang ekonomiya ng USA. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelangan ko na ng babae sa mundong ito. mahirap maghanap ng babae sa kabilang mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- April 27 linggo, nagsimba at nagdasal. after three/more weeks of waiting for Misys International Banking systems to call me, sa wakas tumawag din. Akala ko gonner nako buti tumawag pa (habang nasa st. therese chapel kami ng pamilya) ! Naunang tumawag bago ako nakauwi na nang tuluyan sa baguio. Tenyku Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nagpaalam ako sa magulang ko na di muna ako sama sa kanila pauwi ng baguio. Next day April 28 Orientation plus HR interview plus java exam. Equals Job offer. Bday ni Khrista tapos bday ko naman. Inuman sa nakar saan pa nga ba!? WOHOO! salamat mga brohoho . lupet din ng topics nun. bwahaha. chard pengeng pics nun. Next day April 29 contract signing with Misys. Suwerte nanaman mabait yung concierge nakapasok ako na walang Valid ID! . Very Very nice nice nice bday gift Parekoy! Overwhelming ang putang inang saya na naramdaman ko nun. Nag sa sign ako ng kontrata na ang input dates ay April 29. Pag uwi ay nag healthway muna sa shangrila plaze shaw boulevard. Pinilit magka stool sample. Bwahaha. Ang gaganda ng nasa Nurse Station. Tapos uwi na sa baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana soyanij yung ihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Extra result ng pagiisip ko meditations ko. Ang 69 ay suwerte na number at suwerte din ang multiples ng three. Naisip ko para siyang yin - yang symbol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbtWSXo5yI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZOHQGJ9lKeI/s1600-h/yinyang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCbtWSXo5yI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZOHQGJ9lKeI/s320/yinyang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199103786989709090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( % ) ( % ) ( % )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLB SOLB KUMBAGA. Ang resulta ng buwan na abril. Maraming rason para tapusin ang buwan na to pero tatapusin ko to na hindi mag iinom. Bwahahaha. Ayoko na ata mag inom (masyado). (asa) (ness). (pero gusto ko na ayaw ko na mag inom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pareng paransis kaya mo yan. April 30 - May 13 di parin ako nag iinom at kung anu anong bisyo. sana tuloy tuloy na talaga. GOD BLESS ME! WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brohohoho. Wala na akong masulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boolean apir = false;&lt;br /&gt;int luckyNumber = 0;&lt;br /&gt;while (!almostEqual("April", apir)){&lt;br /&gt;luckyNumber++;&lt;br /&gt;apir = ("Apir" == jumble(remove("l", "April")));&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if (apir)&lt;br /&gt;System.exit();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teka, happy mothers' day mama.  THE HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE IS THE HAND THAT RULES THE WORLD-  AYLABYU MAMA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-5746627404032345093?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/5746627404032345093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=5746627404032345093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5746627404032345093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5746627404032345093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/05/king-koopa-art.html' title='CLICK TO ENLARGE king koopa art'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SCWPT9u46QI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lDoqv58HRAU/s72-c/bowserheadergr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3781090502122888360</id><published>2008-04-08T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:04:18.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang lupet</title><content type='html'>ng exam sa pinag applyan kong kumpanya. 4 hours. 5 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ng unang punta ko sa Trinoma. Salamat ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang OKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero apir nalang. Pa apir naren sa paa mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3781090502122888360?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3781090502122888360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3781090502122888360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3781090502122888360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3781090502122888360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/04/ang-lupet.html' title='ang lupet'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8449725690796650129</id><published>2008-04-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:09:29.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Entry</title><content type='html'>Ngayon lang nagregister, fool. The hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8449725690796650129?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8449725690796650129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8449725690796650129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8449725690796650129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8449725690796650129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/04/latest-entry.html' title='Latest Entry'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4641068990858242146</id><published>2008-04-01T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T01:49:41.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools' Day Trippin</title><content type='html'>Bale nagkalat lang naman ako ng text na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naaksidente yung eroplano ni pacquiao. What the eff?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tsaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Putaena patay na si pacquiao!". .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in commemoration lang sa birthday ng April Birthday Fool High School bud ko na si Norvy . . siguro mga 7 mins binalikan ko yung cellphone ko.. 48 new messages na lang bigla!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. 85 percent sa mga tinext ko ang nag reply...&lt;br /&gt;.... eto ang mga reply nila. wala man lang isa sa kanila may smiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha happy april fools yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanga ka bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april fools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F0ol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyak nyak nyak kala mu ma.apRil f0ols mu bundok gurls ah, wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaksidente nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bk8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry0so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sery0so? eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weh? di nga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weh? TlgA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toto0??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLZ BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From stan Roderno Msg: stan 2... anong patay si pacquiao? sino? baka naman yung impersonator nya lang yan.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sery0so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honga bad3p! Hapy april fools' day ungas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F0ol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april f0ols day. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecheng april fo0ls day yan 0h. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22o b yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? d nga p0h?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bkt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hansama mo kua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0wZ? apRil f0ols nGyon e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April fool ukinam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh? 220 b yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di nga tol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seryoso ba yan tol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe nice one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tol, joke b 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad nako i type yung ibang reply pucha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4641068990858242146?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4641068990858242146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4641068990858242146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4641068990858242146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4641068990858242146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools-day-trippin.html' title='April Fools&apos; Day Trippin'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-7081231869287972618</id><published>2008-03-24T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:38:04.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPAKAMAHAL</title><content type='html'>DI NAKO MANONOOD!!! I YOU YOUTUBE KO NALANG KAYO ! ! ! FREAKN TICKETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do when I wake up in the morning is see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Rosanna, rosanna&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that a girl like you could ever care for me, rosanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do in the middle of the evening is hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Rosanna, rosanna&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know you were looking for more than I could ever be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2, 2008 ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts&lt;br /&gt;You're living in a twilight world&lt;br /&gt;Dont be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts&lt;br /&gt;Don't give in to the twilight world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 96X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=9bnGhZUbk0U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakagandang babae nito! CORRINE aylabyu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napaka sarap pakinggan na JAZZ! ! ! WAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napa ka mahal nga lang ng mga ticket ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 7, 2008  ! ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7081231869287972618?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7081231869287972618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7081231869287972618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7081231869287972618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7081231869287972618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/03/taena-mahal-ng-tickets-wtf.html' title='NAPAKAMAHAL'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2020715732787786477</id><published>2008-03-03T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:50:11.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O P T I M I S I M</title><content type='html'>____________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2020715732787786477?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2020715732787786477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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M</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7828767716574614332?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7828767716574614332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7828767716574614332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7828767716574614332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7828767716574614332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/02/p-e-s-s-i-m-i-s-i-m.html' title='P E S S I M I S I M'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2254242433551277144</id><published>2008-02-12T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:36:35.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bambol jiip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funflip.com/" style="color:white;text-decoration:none;font:normal normal bold 9px/normal Tahoma;padding:70px 0px 0px 21px;text-align:left;display:block;width:268px;height:73px;background:url('http://www.funflip.com/_images/quiz/transformers/btns/289x143_bumblebee.jpg') no-repeat;"&gt;I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;line-height:20px;"&gt;BUMBLEBEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funflip.com/"&gt;Take the Transformers Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2254242433551277144?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2254242433551277144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2254242433551277144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2254242433551277144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2254242433551277144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/02/bambol-jiip.html' title='bambol jiip'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-122296494804082122</id><published>2008-02-10T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:36:01.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>um. whatever i say. haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ano ba ? Nakatulog ako ng ala una ng umaga at siguro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="31" hour="4"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="31" hour="4"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="31" hour="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt;4:31AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt; nangyari tong panaginip. Panaginip panaginip. Yeah. Hindi ako makangiti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="50" hour="16"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="50" hour="16"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="50" hour="16"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt;4:50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt; palang ng umaga dapat tinutuloy ko lang ang tulog ko, pero gusto ko isulat to kasi medyo fresh pa sa isip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream. Anger naman ang tema. Hanggang ngayon nakasimangot ako ampucha. There's this dear female friend of mine. We were having beer and mixed drinks at a private resort (with several friends of that dear friend). She was also with her boyfriend (ex or current boyfriend I am still not sure until now)....Let's call her boyfriend Stupid_Fuck_XX_666.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seemed semi-drunk, but not that drunk. This girl's boyfriend (or not) Stupid_Fuck_XX_666 requested her to get naked. Stupid Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hesitations. The girl gets naked for her boyfriend (in front of all of us). She smiled smiled smiled smiled like she was being photographed for the 2008 ftv pirelli calendar. Now everybody's enjoying. Except me (?). Live show ang dating ng panaginip ko tuloy. Time stop. I thought, nakikita ko ba talaga to? Ganito ba talaga siya? Kung ganon putang ina. Putang ina talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of talked to her after she made that move. Hirap nang maalala nung dialogue basta parang sinabi ko na galit nga ako at di ko nagustuhan ang ganung klaseng gawain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galit na galit lang talaga ako. Naknampucha. Bakit nga ba ako galit? Analyze analyze. Unang una galit ako dahil stupid yung ginawa niya. Galit din ako dahil kaya niyang gawin lahat yun para kay Stupid_Fuck_XX_666 at parang gusto niya nga na ginagawa niya yun! Sabihin na nating nakainom na lahat ng tao doon, pero alam mo ang itsura ng taong lasing na lasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt; pag lasing na lasing na talaga siya / sila. At hindi pa lasing mga tao nun tas nangyari yun? Ibig sabihin stupid fuck lahat ng tao doon! Parang galit din ako dahil nakikita niyang nandoon ako at alam naman niyang hindi ko gusto ang mga kalaswaang ganon pero ginawa niya yun sa harap ko. What the stupid fuck diba? Walang respeto yung ganon ! Parang hindi ka niya pinansin na nandun ka at binasura niya mga prinsipyo din niya. GALIT AKO DAHIL SINAYANG NIYA KATAWAN NIYA SA SIMPLENG (para sa kanila) MAHAROT NA GAWAING YUN. Galit din ako sa sarili ko dahil nagagalit ako, parang hindi ako nagiging rational sa pagiging galit. GALIT DIN AKO DAHIL BAKIT AKO NANAGINIP NG GANOON TAPOS SIYA PA YUNG NAKITA KONG NAG GA GA GANON. BAKIT!? IMPURE ANG THOUGHTS KO SA KANYA? GANOON BA YUN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger clouds judgment parekoy. Anger clouds judgement. Yoda san ka parekoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last. Galit ako ngayon habang nagsusulat nito kasi panaginip lang naman to pero nagagalit ako. Napakawalang kuwentang rason para magalit. Di ko alam paano i e end tong post nato. To nalang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fuck. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&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-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&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-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&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-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt;TANGINA. HINDI ITO MAAARI ! ! ! QUOTE KO LANG FROM BLADES OF FURY, "IMPURE! IMPURE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;PARUSAHAN KA NA SUBCONSCIOUS! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TOMMY HILFIGER AF&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-122296494804082122?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/122296494804082122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=122296494804082122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/122296494804082122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/122296494804082122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/02/angry-stupid-fuck-dream.html' title='um. whatever i say. haha.'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4276217143893039169</id><published>2008-01-21T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T06:49:56.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ankulet</title><content type='html'>today is the day. record-breaking. simula noong June. hanggang January 21. walang putol. araw-araw. ngayon lang talaga naputol. ang lungkot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4276217143893039169?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4276217143893039169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4276217143893039169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4276217143893039169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4276217143893039169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/01/ankulet.html' title='ankulet'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-7152470652453214742</id><published>2008-01-15T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:40:27.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teka i break ko muna ang consecutive na posts ko about my dreams. ito hindi panaginip. Nangyari talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four(4) feet. Sabihin na naten. Bumagsak yung laptop ko mula sa laptop bag ko (backpack). Sira na pala yung zipper nung bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko ma describe masyado yung pakiramdam. Pero parang makokompara mo yung nangyari sa namatayan ka ng kamag-anak. S A K L A P. Although di ko talaga alam kung patay na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keggie pala pangalan ng laptop ko. Derived yung keggie mula sa isang body part / phenomenon. Pagaling ka keggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko rin. Ano yung pakiramdam ng mga langgam pag nakakakita sila ng cellphone na pabagsak malapit sa kanila? Parang may spaceship na pabagsak diba!? Sa kaso nung laptop, taena pag ako yung langgam parang, "Holy shit! It's the mothership!!!". O kaya pag pirate ka... "Aaaargh mate! It's moby dick!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang lakas talaga nung tunog nung bumagsak. http://www.starcraft2.com/features/protoss/mothership.xml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7152470652453214742?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7152470652453214742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7152470652453214742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7152470652453214742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7152470652453214742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/01/teka-i-break-ko-muna-ang-consecutive-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6584663846357226951</id><published>2008-01-14T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:52:31.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>napanagipan kong nag iinuman kasama siya. napakahaba ng buhok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6584663846357226951?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6584663846357226951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6584663846357226951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6584663846357226951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6584663846357226951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/01/napanagipan-kong-nag-iinuman-kasama.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-894987674681448958</id><published>2008-01-12T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:35:26.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>naalala ko e, so i ta type ko</title><content type='html'>Bale nakitulog ako sa ellen's (apartment ng mga sisses). Makulet din naman yung panaginip kaya naalala ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo yung panaginip na nanaginip ka sa loob ng panaginip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, kasi yung panaginip ko e nasa ellen's din lang yung setting. Taena di man lang naiba yung lugar e dun na nga ako natulog dun parin yung panaginip. Anlabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bale may mga Koreanong nagtuturo sa aken ng bagong meditation technique tapos kelangan mong lumuhod. Clear your mind daw. Tapos pag hindi ka makatulog in one minute habang nakaluhod eh may gagawin daw sila sayo. Eh hindi ako nakatulog (at first). So habang nakaluhod ako the koreans dragged me all over ellen's kitchen's corridors (first at second floor) (habang nakaluhod).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merong isang time na nakatulog ako so na okey ko yung meditation technique at hindi ko na alam kung ano yung panaginip ko sa panaginip kong yun nung nakapag meditate ako. Anlabo na&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-894987674681448958?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/894987674681448958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=894987674681448958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/894987674681448958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/894987674681448958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/01/naalala-ko-e-so-i-ta-type-ko.html' title='naalala ko e, so i ta type ko'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6793752232102371121</id><published>2008-01-10T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:48:33.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panaginip na pang business naman</title><content type='html'>Yea men. yemen. bansa yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok naman yung panaginip ko. Bagong gimmick para sa Pringles. Para hindi nasasayang yung lalagyan ng potato crisps nila, nag suggest daw ako na gawin nalang DVD/CD rack yung lalagyan. Bale naging disc-shaped na lahat ng potato crisps nila. Nag boom naman yung sales ng Pringles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6793752232102371121?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6793752232102371121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6793752232102371121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6793752232102371121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6793752232102371121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/01/panaginip-na-pang-business-naman.html' title='Panaginip na pang business naman'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6339648140656164082</id><published>2008-01-01T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:05:38.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noytmare after Christmas</title><content type='html'>I HAD A BAD DREAM. StartTimeOfSleep is December 25, 2007 10:00PM AND EndTimeOfSleep is December 26, 2007 02:00AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream, made me see the face of evil, I think. There was no happy ending at all. I woke up with drool all over my cheeks and pillow. Sobrang daming drool talaga. Siguro talagang ipit na ipit ako dun sa nightmare ko at hindi ako makagising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I woke up, the first thing that went through my head was, "Putang ina walang tumulong sa aken". Sana talaga kahit hindi natapos nang maganda yung masamang panaginip eh hindi na ulit mangyari yun. F R E A K ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NOYTMARE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream I was watching a video. The video was about members of families that were being sent to hell one by one by a PERSISTENT demon. The demon was repeatedly staging a mass murder on different families. That demon was in a body of an adolescent girl. [I can't remember the details kung paano isa-isang na m murder yung family members].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The families were also trying to fight back. They were trying to defend themselves from that demon. Sometimes, they kill that demon -&gt; but only to find out that the demon resurrects and is sort of eternal. Then the movie starts all over, again and again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demon was persistent in a sense that everytime all family members would be killed [in the hands of that fucking demon], another set of people would suddenly appear -&gt; and would then be killed by that demon, again, and again, and again... it's like a recurring nightmare within a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream had a pattern. One male person is given the responsibility of killing the demon before the movie ends. That person is the one that's always last to be killed by the $#@ demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, I was already in the freak video that I was watching. Bad thing was, naging kami ng mga kapatid ko yung nasa movie. And I played as the last standing person who's given the responsibility of killing the demon. The following descriptions are now seen by me in a first-person perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evil entity, even after what i did [I tried burning her alive. I tried strangling her (ample amount of time). I tried torturing her. I tried stabbing her. I tried TO BEHEAD her. All of those doesn't stop her unexplained resurrection], . I tried different tools for killing her. I tried and tried various methods to kill that @#!&amp;amp;^. All were pointless because the nightmare kept on repeating itself. ETERNAL NIGHTMARE talaga! FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this scene, yung paulit ulit na ginagawa ko dun sa babaeng demonyo, pinupuwesto ko siya upside down, nakasabit sa ceiling. Then, kakapit ako sa ulo/buhok/leeg niya para mawalan siya ng hininga. Pero buhay pa rin yung motherfucker. Biglang dumidilat yung mata niya. Pagtata-tagain ko siya ng ax. Pagpupu-pukpukin ko siya ng mace/hammer sa ulo. DIABLo style. Wala pa rin, pipikit siya sandali tapos didilat nanaman yung mata niya. buhay pa rin $#@!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May time na in-amputate namin siya at nilagay namin sa maliit na maliit na kuwadradong box (parang half the size lang ng upper body niya). Ipagkakasya, pipilitin namin siyang ipasok dun sa box, tapos saka namin susunugin. Mamaya katabi nanaman namin siya buo yung katawan. tapos kelangan nanaman namin mag ingat sa kanya kasi nawawala yung katawan niya sa box, pag nakita mo ulit siya buo na ulit yung katawan niya tsaka walang sunog man lang sa katawan. @#$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last scene in my story bago ako magising dahil sa sobrang takot na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to kill the demon. Lahat kaming mga magkakapatid binubugbog namin hanggang mamatay yung demonyo. naka tiwarik yung position ng demonyo upside down sa kisame. parang punching bag siya kumbaga. This time hindi na siya pumipikit pero hindi na rin siya gumagalaw. My siblings assumed na deads na siya, iniwan muna namin siya naka-hang upside-down. I was dissatisfied, I thought hindi ito mamamatay sa ganto lang. I said to my siblings dalhin namin siya sa kusina kasi may gagawin kami sa kanya. Hindi ako sinunod ng mga kapatid ko. Hindi nila ako pinansin. Sabi nila "Patay na yan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: kitchen of our house in baguio. Still in first-person perspective.&lt;br /&gt;So I went on my own. I dragged the body on the tiles in our kitchen [buti naman hindi nabuhay habang dina drag ko] then ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started chopping and mincing her. I asked for my siblings' help to put her body parts in different containers. But they refused to help me. I don't know why. They just won't help me distribute the minced body parts in the large jars/containers. It's like they don't want to permanently end the demon's terror. It's like they've lost hope. Suddenly the small body parts start to release smoke/steam. I call out for help from my siblings. "Hoy may nangyayari sa mga parte niya!?". Still, nobody wanted to help me seal all the containers. I just continue to seal the body parts in the containers. I was trying to seal one jar then all of a sudden the body parts start to release water, then the containers turn hot because the released water boils. Yung first-person view ko parang umaalog alog. After all the containers that contained her body parts released steam / smoke / water, the body parts suddenly disappear. No trace of minced meat/blood on the jars/containers are left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this huge house cockroach that walks right in front of my face. I really thought the demon became THAT COCKROACH! ! ! So I killed it by hammering its head with something (maybe a jar, I can't recall). A large amount of black liquid oozes out from the dead cockroach's head. END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/**************************************&lt;br /&gt;Post-dream analysis: On December 25, 2007, the movies I watched were about 10:00AM[Stardust], about 12:30PM[The Kingdom [replay]], about 3:00PM[Sunshine], about 8:00PM[War]... I don't know, maybe these all got mixed up in my dream... All I can say is...F E A R. I was overwhelmed by fear. Hanggang ngayong oras na to na tina type ko tong tina type ko na ito. Natatakot pa rin ako.... Sana mag umaga na F R E A K S! ! ! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;***************************************/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6339648140656164082?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6339648140656164082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6339648140656164082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6339648140656164082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6339648140656164082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2008/01/noytmare-after-christmas.html' title='Noytmare after Christmas'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-312305618520882817</id><published>2007-12-08T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T18:21:03.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maganda panaginip ko ngayon. love story plus orcs and humans [the condemned], avatar the last airbender, magic the gathering, metalocalypse,  lots and lots of new breeds of monsters. may sobrang cool na thunderhorse na nangangain ng lahat ng madaanan niya. nung una kinakain niya lang yung forest, tas biglang nakahanap siya ng urban area. wasak! may nalapitan siyang isang&lt;br /&gt;tao taena bigla siyang nag dissolve. tostado yung utak ko sa panaginip na yun. the best. next time iiwan ko uling nag p play lang ng mp3s yung lappie ko bago matulog. sarap. Magkakasamang namumuhay yung orcs and humans sa isang giant prison camp. fuck astig. hardcore violence talaga. woohoo. ganda ng soundtrack. metalan. walang kulay mga panaginip diba? kaso dun puro pula nakikita ko. dugo. dugo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-312305618520882817?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/312305618520882817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=312305618520882817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/312305618520882817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/312305618520882817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/12/maganda-panaginip-ko-ngayon.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3292185369978738549</id><published>2007-11-29T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:09:31.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Masarap na nakakatakot yung panaginip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman ala Prisonbreak Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how this dream started pero alam ko kung paano nagtapos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung terrain ay parang yung map sa Counterstrike na pinaghalong cs_deathmatch at de_vertigo. Natapos siya sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrain na kamukha ng pataas sa bahay namin sa baguio. Bundok na walang katapusan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap i describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random places where I try to get out. Random people who try to lock me up again. Ang daya. Akala mo nakalabas ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na. kasi sapot here sapot there. Pero malamang hindi pa. kalokohan. Pahirap nang pahirap habang nakakalayo ka ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lugar. Panaginip na nga lang nauubusan pa ng stamina ampucha. May fatigue!@#$% parang yung dota sa facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalokohan. You get to fight a big bad-ass lion. Cross the stream of life. Gagapangin mo yun. Helicopter race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamukha ni officer Bellick yung tarantado sa warehouse na kakalabanin mo gazillion times para magising. May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mirror match pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taena. masyadong madaling tumakas. pero pagkatapos mong maka break mula sa iyong cell, di mo mapapansin na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakulong  ka nanaman after a few minutes. Walang sense nga e. wala namang crime si spiderman except maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masyadong nagkakalat ng sapot sa siyudad!@#$%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3292185369978738549?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3292185369978738549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3292185369978738549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3292185369978738549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3292185369978738549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/11/masarap-na-nakakatakot-yung-panaginip.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2091231323215069189</id><published>2007-11-08T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T02:50:31.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caring. Proseso. Back to Talking to Myself</title><content type='html'>_k_. S*n* ng* b* s* _k_? *s* s*y*ng n*p*k*b**t, n*p*k*-m**l*g*, n*p*k*-m*p*gb*g*y, *t s*b* k* *ll-*n-*n*-p*ck*g*-d**l n* b*b**. *ng m*g*nd* s* k*ny* *y d*m*nd*ng s*y*. T*m* n* d*m*nd*ng s*y*. H*nd* s*y* m*k*s*l*n*n d*h*l l*ng d*n.... d*h*l *m**b*g d*n s*y*. Y*ng b*n*b*g*y n*y* p*r* k*y L.*._L*k*rs *y s*br* s*br*. *t *lm*st f**ls l*k* n* t* t*k* f*r gr*nt*d *ng mg* s*cr*f*c*s, *ff*rts, p*t**nc* *nd p*rs*v*r*nc* n*y* p*r* d*n s* L.*._L*k*rs. M*ns*n n*g-*y* s* _k_ n* m*g *n*m k*m* (n*g-*y* s* bry*n), m*y *n**l*g**n *k*ng d*l*w*ng b*t* n**n mg* p*ns*n k*. p*r* f*rst t*m* k*ng m*k*k* *n*m*n s* _k_ *l* *ft*r * h*ndr*d y**rs. S* * ch*s* th* l*tt*r. D* *k* n*g s*s* n**n. P*r*ng l*h*t ng n**p*n n* k* n* *n**s*p t*w*ng n*g t* t*xt k*m*... n*ng g*b* n* y*n n*g m*t*r**l*z* b*gl*. S* n*g*ng *s*f*l d**n *ng p*g*g*ng d*m*nd*ng n*y*. *ng n*k*t* k*ng m*g*nd*ng s*d* n* _k_ s* s*t**t**n n* *t* *y n* v* v*l** n*y* *ng m*t*g*l n* s*m*h*n n*l* n* L.*._L*k*rs. H*nd* n*y* b*st* b*st* p*k*k*w*l*n y*n. K*ng *l*m n*ng l*l*k* y*n s*g*r*d*ng d* k* m* t* t*k* f*r gr*nt*d. S*br* ng* s*y* k*ng m*gm*h*l, p*t* *b* n*m*h*l n*y*. [*y b*r* l*ng]. B*kt*m* s*y* ng s*r*l* n*y*ng c*rc*mst*nc*. H*nd* s*y* m*s*m*. H*nd* *k* p*p*y*g n* m*s*m* s*y* d*h*l n*n*n*w*l* *k* s* k*ny* k*h*t p*p*n*, *lth**gh h*nd* t*t**s s* 95 p*rc*nt *ng t*w*l* k* s* k*ny* s* p*n*h*n ng*y*n d*h*l m*r*m* s*y*ng t*n*t*g* p*. K*h*t s*g*r* g*n*t* k*n*l*b*s*n s* *k*n. L*h*t ng b*b** m*y h*n*h*n*p s* m*n*m*h*l n*y*. *ng k*w*w*ng s* _k_ *y h*nd* n*b*b*gy*n ng *tt*nt**n, *r*s *t wh*tn*t n* L.*._L*k*rs. *t* ng*y*n *ng *dv*s* k* s* *y*. *l*m*n m* k*ng m*s*y* p* s*y* k*h*t h*nd* k* n*y* n*b*b*gy*n ng s*p*t n* *r*s. [k*l*k*h*n n*m*n n* m*h*l*n m* s*y* p*g g*n*t*]. *l*t. *l*t. *l*m*n m* k*ng m*s*y* p* R*N s*y* k*h*t h*nd* k* n*y* n*b*b*gy*n ng s*p*t n* *r*s. Ng*k ng*k ng*k. m*l*k*s *ng l**b k* n* s*b*h*n t*, p*r* s* L.*._L*k*rs *ng l*l*k*. s*y* *ng d*p*t l*m*p*t s*y*. d*mm*t *ng y*b*ng k*. G*m*...*k* *ng m*s*s*b* k* h*nd* k* * d* d*sr*g*rd *ng mg* p*n*r*md*m n* _k_ s* *k*n. K*mb*g*, g*l*ng *k* s* p*gk* d*wn s* *s*ng b*b** d*n. T*p*s b*gl* s*y*ng d*m*t*ng s* g*l*d g*l*d k*. *m**l*g*d. H*h*. B*r* l*ng. B*st* y*ng b*tt*m l*n* ... s*b*h*n n* n*t*n n* sh* *ls* m*d* m* k*nd *f sp*c**l. T*t** y*n. P*r* n* r*n k*m*ng n*g*ng k*m* s* mg* l*nd**n n* n*ngy*r* k*h*t h*nd* k*m*. S*y* y*ng n*g*ng c*r* k* s* mg* t*m*s n* n*l*l*mb*y *k*. Sh*n* sh*r* n*y* s* *k*n mg* pr*bl*m* n*y* s* p*m*ly* (y*ng *b*). H*l*s l*h*t ng g*n*g*w* n*y* *r*w *r*w *l*m k* ng*y! Y*ng mg* g*m*k n*y* w*th h*r fr**nds w*l*, b*gl*ng *m**w* n*l*ng s*y* m*g-*s*. w*l* m*n l*ng n*gh*h*t*d s* k*ny*. g*st*ng g*st* k* s*n* k*ng *nd*n l*ng *k*. wh*h*h*h*.n*t*w* *k* n* n*k* b*g*y *k* ng sm*ll t*m* *t t*p*cs t*ngk*l s* n*rs*ng s* k*ny*. Y*ng mg* *n*p*n k*ng n*rs*ng r*v**w n* s*ftw*r* d* k* n* n*b*g*y. *t mg* n*rs*ng *-b**ks. bw*h*h*. T*ng*n* l*h*t ng k*w*nt* m*r*n s*y*. L*h*t ng t*xt m*p* s*nt*, m*p* j*k* t*m*, m*p* gr**n m*r*n y*ng s* _k_. L*h*t d*n ng mg* n*k*k*p*ng p*s*r*p ng f**l*ng n* k*t*w*g*n p*r* s* *k*n m*r*n. B*st* y*n n* y*n. m*r*m*ng p* k*s* k*s*ng n*l*l*m*n. p*ksh*t. W*l* k*y* *k*ng m*b*g*y s* k*ny* p*r* t*xt l*ng t*l*g* n* k*l*k*h*n. P*r* k* k*s*h*n d*n. P*r* mg* k*t*ng*h*n *t *ks*d*nt* k*. D* k* n*r*md*m*n n* n* *st*bl*sh k* *ng s*r*l* k* s* k*ny* *n * phys*c*l w*y. P*r*ng *sp*r*t* s*nt*s l*ng *k* s* p*l*g*d n*y*, s* b*g n*y*. N* n*k*k*n*g s* k*ny* s* mg* k*w*nt*ng *ks*d*nt* n*y* r*n k*l* b*tch, ch*ck**. Mg* t*m* n* n*s*s*g*s**n s*y* ng c*rt s* gr*c*ry. mg* w*l*ng w*l* n* k*w*nt* l*ng. t*p*ng *ng br*nd n*y* h*n*s *t pl*yt*x. s*m*b*t s*b*t n* mg* d*m*t s* *rtw*rk s* k*ny*. mg* c**nc*d*nc*s s* s**c*d*, s* sp*wn. w*****! mg* g*m*k n*y* w*th r*z*, bry*n *nd r*n*ld. mg* *nl*rg*d lymph n*d*s n* k*w*nt*? -&gt; *ng s*r*p ng k*w*nt*ng t*, t*p*ng n*k*k*t* k* y*ng p*g*g*ng v*ln*r*bl* n*y*. W*l* g*st* k* s*n* n* k*h*r*p k* s*y* h*b*ng n*g k* k*w*nt* s*y* ng mg* g*n*t*. mg* *v*ryd*y r*m*nd*rs n* p*n*p*k**n k* n* d*h*l *r*s n* ng p*gk**n. n* *ppr*c**t* k* y*ng mg* sm*ll t*lk n* y*n. Y*ng mg* p*g *pd*t* n*y* s* *nl*n* t*mb*y*n n*y*, mg* b*g*ng p*ct*r*s *v*ryt*m* m*y b*g* s*y* ... *p*p*k*t* n*y* s*gl*t s* *k*n.  T*p*s b*b*r*h*n d*n! k*ng t*m* *ng p*k*r*md*m k*, *n* *pd*t* n*y* y*n p*r* s* *k*n (*h*h* *ng k*p*l ng m*kh*). D*t* k*s* w*l*ng l*m*n y*n, *s*ng p*ct*r* l*ng ng s*xy n* p*w*t n* b*s* b*s* *t gr*y *ng k*l*y n* p*r*ng m*y b*ngk* b* y*n. h*h*.!!! L*m*p*t d*n s*y* s* *k*n s* *nl*n* n* p*r**n. T*p*ng n*gt*tr*b*h* *k* k*p*g n*g *nl*n* n* y*ng s* _k_ * b* b*zz *k*. N*k*k* *nsp*r* k**g*d s* w*rk p*g n*g b*zz n* s*y*. H***y. w*l*ng w*l*! y*ng mg* p*n*g*n*p k* s* y*. s* *t*n! w*l*ng w*l* d* k* n* *k*k*w*nt*. n*p*k*p*ksh*t *t s*y*ng. h*h*. T*ng*n* k*ng d* d*h*l s* mg* l*ny* m* n* "*s*s b*l* b*t *m gl*d t* h**r / r**d th*t n*k*k*p*gp*ng*t* ng s* m*ch. * fr*nc*s m*t*p*s k* n* k*s* h*h*" *r "*t*w* n*l*ng m*n* s*g*r* n*t*n *nd s** wh*t w*ll h*pp*n". *r "t*y* n* *t m*gb*k*sy*n s* h*ngk*ng".... *h w*l* t*l*g* *k*ng *b*ng s**rc* ng m*t*v*t**n! S*l*m*t t*l*g*! N*ng n* s* B*g*** p* *k* g*st* k* p* t*l*g* t*m*g*l d*n p*r* s* k*ny*. P*r* *l*ts t*l*g* mg* n*ngy*r*. H*h* n*s* *b*ng mg* l*g*r k*m* p*r* f**l*ng k* n*s* t*b* k* l*ng s*y* p*l*g*. N*s*n*y *k* s* k*k*t*w*g n*y*'t l*h*t. K*h*t m*d*l*ng *r*w p*l*ng t*t*w*g n* y*n. B*g* m*t*l*g t*t*w*g d*n. H*b*ng g*m*g*m*k *k* t*t*w*g d*n. S*br*ng *mn*pr*s*nt n*y* k*h*t m*gk*l*y* k*m*. Mg* m*rn*ng *nd *v*n*ng *nd **rly m*rn*ng, l*t* n*ght gr**t*ngs. s*kt* t*l*g* s*y*. *b* s*y*. M*t*g*l *l* t*l*g* b*g* *k* m*k*k*l*l* ng k*t*l*d n*y* m*gb*g*y ng *r*s *t  m*s*h* (h*h*). F*r *ll th*s* *b*v* m*nt**n*d , h*nd* l*ng g**ng-*w*y-fl*w*rs *ng d*p*t p*r* s* k*ny*. T*ng*n* t*l*g*. S*n* k*ng *n* y*ng n* try m*ng g*w*n s* *k*n g*w*n m* *l*t k*y L.*._L*k*rs. S*n* b* n*m*ng h*nd* m* m* m*t*v*t* d*n? * m*t*v*t* m* s*y* s* p*g-**r*l n*y*. *ng k*l*t h*nd* k* s*y* n*h*l*k*n m*n l*ng. S*y*mpr*! F**l*ng k* ng* t*l*g* s* s*r*l* k* h*nd* p* *k* *st*bl*sh*d s* k*ny* n*n!&lt;br /&gt;* d*l* n* r*n ng g*st* k* p*n*h*h*r*p*n *k* ng b*b** b*g* n*y* *k* s*g*t*n. T*p*ng s* *n*m*n, h*nd* k* t*l*g* s*y* **kb*y*n. S*k* k* n*l*ng s*y* *n*kb*y*n wh*n sh* r*st*d h*r h**d s* sh**ld*rs/b*ck k*. *nt*ng* t*ng* k* k*s* *t g*st* k* p* *'ll "g* thr**gh h*r" th* h*rd w*y. *y*w k* t*l*g* ng m*b*l*s*n, f*r th* r**s*n s*n* n* h*nd* k* s*y* * t* t*k* f*r gr*nt*d p*g k*m* n*! H*h* p*r*ng *k* y*ng s*s*g*t s* s*r*l* k* *. k*p*l k*! h*h*. H*nd*, b*st* *gr** *k* s* * -j*st-w*nn*-t*k*-*t-n*c*-*nd-sl*w c*nc*pt. h*h*h*h*! Bw*h*h*h* k*ng *l*m k* l*ng t*l*g* n* m*y bf k*! W*l*ng w*l* ch*m*ns*ng p* *k* s* l*gs m* *t s*n*b*k*n h*n*p*n k*l*t* m*. B*t* k*h*t l*s*ng n* *k* n*n h*nd* k*t* n*h*w*k*n s* mg* m*l*gr*s*ng p*rt* ng k*t*w*n ng t**. b*t* n*l*ng t*l*g*. k*ns*nsy* k* p* y*n p*g s*k*l*! w*h**h *ng k*l*t! *r p*g s*n*w*rt* *k* m*g*ng k*m* p*g n*gk*t**ng h*nd* t*l*g* n*g *mpr*v* *ng k*l*b**n n*l* ng m*h*l n*y*ng b*yfr**nd. * h*p* n*t*r*lly l*ng t*l*g* m*g fl*w *ng mg* b*h*y n*m*n. *h w*ll, *h w*ll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2091231323215069189?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2091231323215069189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2091231323215069189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2091231323215069189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2091231323215069189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/11/caring-proseso.html' title='Caring. Proseso. Back to Talking to Myself'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-237540496989351558</id><published>2007-10-23T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:15:27.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM THROUGH.</title><content type='html'>THROUGHPUT. THRURURURURU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-237540496989351558?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/237540496989351558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=237540496989351558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/237540496989351558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/237540496989351558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-through.html' title='IM THROUGH.'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-7374341046020892054</id><published>2007-10-18T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:14:03.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abs struck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RxfaR4LqmaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ofcd81lFIVY/s1600-h/Screenshot-4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RxfaR4LqmaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ofcd81lFIVY/s320/Screenshot-4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122803101831174562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RxfWnILqmZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lqpFjHo7Z78/s1600-h/Screenshot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RxfWnILqmZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lqpFjHo7Z78/s320/Screenshot.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122799068856883602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ABSTRACT]&lt;br /&gt; A generalized Qt-based development framework was created for image analysis and image processing purposes. Qt widgets for graphics viewing were used to build an easy-to-use, efficient, modular, expandable, flexible, portable and reliable image analysis GUI. The framework includes the integration of the imagelab library. Other tools used were chainlink and Qwt plotting library.&lt;br /&gt;[/ABSTRACT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramachine. Ito palang nagagawa ko. Not nohoys! nohoys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7374341046020892054?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7374341046020892054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7374341046020892054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7374341046020892054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7374341046020892054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/10/abs-struck.html' title='Abs struck'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2611329233478101738</id><published>2007-09-13T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T17:36:22.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This the Sign from The Heavens?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/4214/graudatenabagv1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" 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/12894261-2611329233478101738?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2611329233478101738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2611329233478101738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2611329233478101738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2611329233478101738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-this-sign-from-heavens.html' title='Is This the Sign from The Heavens?'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-678267710578354165</id><published>2007-09-09T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:06:24.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think that I shall never see</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a poem as lovely as a tree.&lt;br /&gt;I think that I shall never drink&lt;br /&gt;a jinacolada as fast and furious that is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/4579/wasaknakinabukasanoc7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taena, na so fast ako dun kagabi. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry talaga sa mga nadamage kong mga alumni, brods&lt;br /&gt;at especially sisses. sarili ko din. taena sakit ng&lt;br /&gt;buong katawan ko lalo na ulo ko. puro sugat nanaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talaga sa mga na damage ko internally, externally,&lt;br /&gt;physically, mentally, emotionally, socially at&lt;br /&gt;kung-ano-man-ally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko na talaga alam mangyayari&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi nako muling manginginom irresponsibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demmit walang wala ma-drama to pero, shet di ko na&lt;br /&gt;sasaktan ang damdamin ng iba muli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat nalang at paalam inumin. Men, Later in life ka&lt;br /&gt;nalang muli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. Nakaka iyak. Schizzo ang puta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti nalang tumawag ka, sa isang tonong maganda palang&lt;br /&gt;ng boses mo ako ay na okey. Muli.&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/12894261-678267710578354165?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/678267710578354165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=678267710578354165' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/678267710578354165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/678267710578354165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-that-i-shall-never-see.html' title='I think that I shall never see'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4671525140033026303</id><published>2007-09-03T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:15:33.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic: The Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/1822/86no9.gif" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4671525140033026303?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4671525140033026303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4671525140033026303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4671525140033026303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4671525140033026303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/09/magick.html' title='Magic: The Gathering'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8665104212147086355</id><published>2007-09-02T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:50:53.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cycle of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/Rtt1kybE85I/AAAAAAAAAEA/fhcnhgkq-XY/s1600-h/Lion_sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/Rtt1kybE85I/AAAAAAAAAEA/fhcnhgkq-XY/s320/Lion_sex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105803877425673106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I am about to discuss why non-human animals did not invent their own religions and why premarital sex is not an issue for animals… Really, that was joke.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The study of animal courtship, sexual behavior, and sexuality (and primate sexuality especially) is a rapidly developing field. Complicated touches, vocalization and touching, intricate displays of beauty and fighting prowess, fear, aggression, all contribute to sexual behavior and courting in animals. &lt;b style=""&gt;Courtship&lt;/b&gt; is the collection of ritualized behaviors unique to each species that leads up to and enables animals to successfully mate [1]. &lt;b style=""&gt;Mating&lt;/b&gt; is the placement of sperm, the male sex cells, in the vicinity of eggs, the female sex cells. Animals utilize a mixture of methods to mate, all of which promote fertilization, or fusion of sperm and egg. &lt;b style=""&gt;Fertilization&lt;/b&gt; initiates development of a new organism, the beginning of the next generation. Fusion of sperm and egg, known as sexual reproduction, is the main means of reproduction on earth. It results in an assortment of genetically diverse offspring that are better able to survive a changing environment, thus increasing the potential for preservation of the species [1]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;A lot of animals undergo tedious processes and rituals to mate successfully. An individual must first recognize and catch the attention of a potential mate of the same species (contrary to sexual behavior that does not lead to reproduction) to achieve something in mating. One or both partners must arouse or stimulate sexual interest in the other. In order that partners are ready for physical union at the same time, sexual behavior must be timed. The signals and behaviors of courtship rituals are intended to aid animals defeat these obstacles and barriers to mating [1].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Animals use an array of visual, auditory, and chemical signals throughout courtship and mating [1]. The development of such reproductive strategies has been influenced by an assortment of factors: the abundance and distribution of the food supply; stage of development of the newly hatched or newly born young; and the presence of predators, among other variables [1].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Animal sexual behavior&lt;/span&gt; takes many different forms, even within the same species [3]. Researchers have observed monogamy, promiscuity, sex between species, sexual arousal from objects or places, sex apparently via duress or coercion, copulation with dead animals, homosexual, heterosexual and bisexual sexual behaviour, and situational sexual behaviour and a range of other practices among animals other than humans [3]. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Animals’ sexuality used to be believed that only humans and numerous species performed sexual acts other than for reproduction, and that it was instinctive and a simple response to the "right" stimulation. The present understanding is that many species believed monogamous have now been proven to be promiscuous or opportunistic in nature, a wide range of species appear both to masturbate and to use objects as tools to help them do so, in many species animals try to give and get sexual stimulation with others where procreation is not the aim [3].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Courting and Mating Examples on exact species&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Frogs carry out a well-timed courtship dance, in which the male climbs on the back of the female and clasps her in his arms. This stimulates the female to lay eggs, which the male sprays with his sperm [2].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Most birds transfer sperm by aligning their cloacas, an opening in the lower abdomen designed for reproduction as well as excretion of wastes. Some birds, such as bald eagles and swifts, accomplish the alignment of cloacas in mid-flight [2].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Virtually all snakes and lizards display yet another variation of internal fertilization. Located in the tail are two penises, called hemepenes, which are covered by spines and knobs that help lock it into place during mating [2].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The sandhill crane’s elaborate ballet, the bald eagle’s stupendous flying cartwheels, and the salmon’s marathon upstream journey as far as 3860 km (2400 mi) to its native stream [2].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Gray wolf courtship looks very much like the play of young wolves, involving a sequence of head-rubbing, snuffling, nipping, and snout grabbing, all motions with a gentle quality quite distinct from the fierceness of a real fight [2].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Bottlenose Dolphin males have been observed working in pairs to follow and/or restrict the movement of a female for weeks at a time, waiting for her to become sexually receptive. The same pairs have also been observed engaging in intense sexual play with each other [3].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Whip-tailed lizard females have the ability to reproduce through parthenogenesis and as such males are rare and sexual breeding non-standard. Females engage in sexual behavior to stimulate ovulation, with their behavior following their hormonal cycles; during low levels of estrogen, these (female) lizards engage in "masculine" sexual roles. Those animals with currently high estrogen levels assume "feminine" sexual roles [3].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/Rtt17CbE86I/AAAAAAAAAEI/NcLfOttBj8k/s1600-h/Green_darner_mating_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/Rtt17CbE86I/AAAAAAAAAEI/NcLfOttBj8k/s320/Green_darner_mating_med.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105804259677762466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Above &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Almost looks like it's heart-shaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;As for humans, courtship and mating behavior is somewhat difficult to explain. I won’t even try to discuss it because I am not credible in reporting about this. Also there's another topic related to all of this that I do not want to talk about. It's called zoophilia (attributed to bestiality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;References:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;[1]. http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761595481/Animal_Courtship_and_Mating.html&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;[2]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761595481_2/Animal_Courtship_and_Mating.html&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;[3] &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non-human_animal_sexual_behavior&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/12894261-8665104212147086355?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8665104212147086355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8665104212147086355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8665104212147086355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8665104212147086355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/09/cycle-of-love.html' title='The Cycle of Love'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/Rtt1kybE85I/AAAAAAAAAEA/fhcnhgkq-XY/s72-c/Lion_sex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2881454720500392800</id><published>2007-08-30T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T05:14:09.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayaw mag center nung Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Putang ina totoo ba ang buhay? At totoo bang puchang biatch na maloophet ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is real Life real? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is life Really life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kung ganoon kelangan ko ng time machine. At kelangan ko ng blackhole. At kelangan kong palitan ang spelling nitong kelangan. Dapat kailangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;KAILANGAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MUDDA PUCKER. Grand mader packer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa about one third na ako ng progress bar ko papunta kay death scyther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O M G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W T F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L M A O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para akong naglaro ng text twist at ayaw i accept nung laro&lt;br /&gt;yung word na&lt;br /&gt;P U R E S T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayaw kaya matapos nung round sa P U R E S T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi dapat daw E R U P T S yung six-letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun yata ang sikreto para hindi ma-game-over sa text twist.&lt;br /&gt;THINK NEGATIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayup o! talaga bang walang word na P U R E S T. . . ? &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kung walang word na ganoon. K A I L A N G A N&lt;br /&gt;kong baguhin ang set of principles ko sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang laro. Shit. Debug me o great yonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tae kang buhay ka! I accept mo kasi ang mga pinag iiiiisip ko. Men ang hasel.&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/12894261-2881454720500392800?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2881454720500392800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2881454720500392800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2881454720500392800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2881454720500392800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/08/taepakshit.html' title='Ayaw mag center nung Title'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2289504080133607057</id><published>2007-08-22T05:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:53:03.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lordO'TheSoberRings turned Samurai-x turned wolverine</title><content type='html'>Initially, The Lord of the Sober Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/1464/lordofthesoberingsik7.gif" alt="Lord of the Sober Rings" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aint a samurai tactic. Nyahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/518/samuraixvm4.gif" border="0" alt="Samurai X-clamation Point"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine enters the scene after a week. Goodbye battousai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/8562/wolverineoo9.gif" border="0" alt="Wolverine"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pano ba ililigtas ng musikero ang isang prinsesa laban sa isang dragon? depende sa style ng music nya! Read on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAVY METAL: The protagonist arrives on a Harley&lt;br /&gt;Davidson, kills the dragon, drinks some beers and&lt;br /&gt;****s the princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRIND METAL: The protagonist arrives, screams&lt;br /&gt;something completely undecipherable for about 2&lt;br /&gt;minutes and then leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POWER METAL: The protagonist arrives riding a&lt;br /&gt;white unicorn, escapes from he dragon, saves the&lt;br /&gt;princess and they make love in an enchanted forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRASH METAL: The protagonist arrives, fights the&lt;br /&gt;dragon, saves the princess and ****s her.......&lt;br /&gt;easy and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLK METAL: The protagonist arrives with some&lt;br /&gt;friends playing accordions, violins, flutes and many&lt;br /&gt;more weird instruments, the dragon falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;(from all the dancing) protagonist leaves without&lt;br /&gt;the princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIKING METAL: The protagonist arrives in a ship,&lt;br /&gt;kills the dragon with his mighty axe, cooks and eats&lt;br /&gt;it, rapes the princess to death, steals the castle and&lt;br /&gt;burns the place before he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATH METAL: The protagonist arrives, kills the&lt;br /&gt;dragon, ****s the princess and kills her, then&lt;br /&gt;leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK METAL: The protagonist arrives at midnight,&lt;br /&gt;kills the dragon and impales it in the front of the&lt;br /&gt;castle.....then sodomizes the princess, drinks her&lt;br /&gt;blood in a ritual before killing her.....then he&lt;br /&gt;impales the deflowered princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GORE METAL: The protagonist arrives, kills the&lt;br /&gt;dragon and spreads the guts in the front of the&lt;br /&gt;castle, ****s the princess and kills her....then he&lt;br /&gt;****s her dead body, slashes her belly open and&lt;br /&gt;eats her guts, ****s the carcass for the third time,&lt;br /&gt;burns the corpse and ****s it for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOM METAL: The protagonist arrives, sees the&lt;br /&gt;size of the dragon and thinks that he never could&lt;br /&gt;beat him, gets depressed and commits&lt;br /&gt;suicide....the dragon eats his body and the princess&lt;br /&gt;as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROGRESSIVE METAL: The protagonist arrives with&lt;br /&gt;a guitar and plays a solo for 26 minutes, the&lt;br /&gt;dragon kills himself out of boredom, the protagonist&lt;br /&gt;arrives to the princess' bedroom, plays another&lt;br /&gt;solo with all the techniques learned in the last year&lt;br /&gt;of the conservatory... the princess escapes, and is&lt;br /&gt;now looking for the HEAVY METAL protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAM METAL: The protagonist arrives, the dragon&lt;br /&gt;laughs at the guy's appearance and lets him enter,&lt;br /&gt;he steals the princess' make-up and tries to paint&lt;br /&gt;the castle in a beautiful pink colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDUSTRIAL METAL: The protagonist arrives&lt;br /&gt;wearing greasy overcoat, makes an obscene&lt;br /&gt;gestures towards dragon, and gets escorted out of&lt;br /&gt;fairy tale land by security guards.&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- sixty nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think you will be married by&lt;br /&gt;then?&lt;br /&gt;-- i will be marred by then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Next trip you are going to take?&lt;br /&gt;-- pud trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you collect anything? If so,&lt;br /&gt;what is it?&lt;br /&gt;-- honda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How many you got so far?&lt;br /&gt;-- honda ng yapapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who is the biggest gossiper you&lt;br /&gt;know?&lt;br /&gt;-- si jobert remulla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What does your last text message&lt;br /&gt;say?&lt;br /&gt;-- bogli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you could travel anywhere, where&lt;br /&gt;would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-- sa neurons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your heritage?&lt;br /&gt;-- hairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Current Crush?&lt;br /&gt;-- si doktora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Window seat or aisle seat?&lt;br /&gt;-- bull seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Things you spend a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;on?&lt;br /&gt;- babae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you want, but know you&lt;br /&gt;will never have?&lt;br /&gt;-- sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Most amount of money you have ever&lt;br /&gt;had in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;-- negative one trillion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA MWAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your least fav. chore?&lt;br /&gt;-- mag micro manage ng katulong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Which TV Show do you wish would&lt;br /&gt;come back?&lt;br /&gt;-- the chorbaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you won the lottery, what would&lt;br /&gt;you do?&lt;br /&gt;-- bibilihin ang sweepstakes company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you could only eat one food for&lt;br /&gt;the rest of your life, what would it&lt;br /&gt;be?&lt;br /&gt;-- butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;-- i prefer to chenes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who was the last person you&lt;br /&gt;called?&lt;br /&gt;-- can I call you mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who was the last person to call&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;-- momma mia (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the main ring tone on your&lt;br /&gt;phone?&lt;br /&gt;-- super mario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you look forward to most&lt;br /&gt;in the next six weeks?&lt;br /&gt;-- SP tapos na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Would you rather sleep with&lt;br /&gt;someone, else or alone?!!&lt;br /&gt;-- else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;-- cuddle of filth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you eat out or stay at home?&lt;br /&gt;-- home is where the stomach is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Can you drive a stick or&lt;br /&gt;automatic?&lt;br /&gt;-- kambyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever run out of gas?&lt;br /&gt;-- methane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you flirt a lot?&lt;br /&gt;-- flirting is deangerous to your health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Any particular magazines you&lt;br /&gt;read?&lt;br /&gt;-- nursing mags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you wish you were somewhere&lt;br /&gt;else?&lt;br /&gt;-- oo sa puso ni &amp;amp;#@^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Anything you regret?&lt;br /&gt;-- si margret! bwaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Choose one to have (wealth,&lt;br /&gt;beauty, wisdom):&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Name someone who made you smile&lt;br /&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;-- si chorbaloo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. When was the last time you said I&lt;br /&gt;love you?&lt;br /&gt;-- kanina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you drink most often?&lt;br /&gt;-- danum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What was the last thing you had to&lt;br /&gt;drink?&lt;br /&gt;-- lambanog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Last thing u received in mail?&lt;br /&gt;-- hindi thing yun e, data yun e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is something you usually look&lt;br /&gt;forward to everyday?&lt;br /&gt;-- sagutin na ako, ng matamis na uu.&lt;br /&gt;lol. uu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What do you dip a chicken nugget&lt;br /&gt;into?&lt;br /&gt;-- laway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. If given the chance, would you&lt;br /&gt;swim with dolphins?&lt;br /&gt;-- anong kalokohan to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;-- shave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Where do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;-- sa comfort zone. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;-- miss universe, yung haponesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What kind of makeup you wear?&lt;br /&gt;-- whatdafak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What's your worst fear?&lt;br /&gt;-- mga bading na baliw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Would you ever have plastic&lt;br /&gt;surgery?&lt;br /&gt;-- oo sa noo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2289504080133607057?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2289504080133607057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2289504080133607057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2289504080133607057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2289504080133607057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/08/lordothesoberings-turned-samurai-x.html' title='lordO&apos;TheSoberRings turned Samurai-x turned wolverine'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6833605489099614183</id><published>2007-08-15T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T03:37:57.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospitalized, after XXX years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RsQIcCbE8zI/AAAAAAAAACU/T-2KpHzZuOU/s1600-h/Picture0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RsQIcCbE8zI/AAAAAAAAACU/T-2KpHzZuOU/s320/Picture0086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099209955870044978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bloody hell. Hospitalization. Injury. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st = my birth.&lt;br /&gt;2nd = when I was 5 years old, I got stitched because of a major wrestling injury that caused people to see the skeletons of my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;3rd = uhuh, circumcision.&lt;br /&gt;4th = the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following: Fastbreak kasi nun at gusto kong tapalan yung hinahabol kong fumafastbreak. Boom. Mid-level air crash flight sixty-nine. Bam! Blag. Akala nila may nag slamdunk kasi umalog nang matindi yung tonelada-heavy na ring. Ayun pagbangon ka nag pa pakshet na yung mga tao. shet shet AYAW tumigil nung dugo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako naman, bwahaha. hayaan niyo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is punishment for all the sins that I've done. Taenang basketball yan! Akala mo nag boxing ako e sa nangyari sa mukha ko. And to think na faggish fag yung U.P. Cells fag na naka banggaan ko! Whatthuf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ok yung laro. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100 percent field goal percentage&lt;/span&gt; ko. Got 12 points in all. My best game so far as a pointguard. Medyo ine enjoy ko pa rin itong mukha ko, haha kung si kenshin himura ay samurai x ang tawag sa kanya dahil sa X mark na scar niya, e ako naman si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;samurai exclamation point&lt;/span&gt;. See pic 2. Nasa ospital pako niyan under observation daw... bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RsQmwibE81I/AAAAAAAAACk/J4AKyC_l8No/s1600-h/150820071286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RsQmwibE81I/AAAAAAAAACk/J4AKyC_l8No/s320/150820071286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099243293406196562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned in life: Matitigas pala talaga ang mga mukha ng mga boksingero. Marami palang may concern sa akin. Thou shalt not be greedy sa blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to UPLB Computer Science Society sa pag aruga sa akin lalo na sa asawa-esque sis ko na si Neph. Salamat din sa mga UPLB MASS na may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cottonballs&lt;/span&gt;! Astig yung techcom namin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang di ako nakagimik gawa nung dalawang shots ng anti tetano. wala pa namang pasok ngayon dahil kay egay. haha pangalan nung bagyo yun. e-gay. haha. gay enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pahabol S. P.S. Teka may isang beses pa pala akong na injure, kasi sa clinic ako diniretso nun e, kasi tinalon ko noong grade 6 yung pagkataas taas na hagdanan. ayun. nag fade to black nalang ako bigla. Haha adventurer ang pota.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6833605489099614183?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6833605489099614183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6833605489099614183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6833605489099614183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6833605489099614183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/08/hospitalized-after-xxx-years.html' title='Hospitalized, after XXX years'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/RsQIcCbE8zI/AAAAAAAAACU/T-2KpHzZuOU/s72-c/Picture0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2292772819556275774</id><published>2007-08-12T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:11:28.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senselessness</title><content type='html'>Nakakatuwang maging senseless! Howhowhowhow. fwahahaha. rwahaha. awahahaha. nwahaha. cwahahaha is is senseless... Or baka desensitized?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2292772819556275774?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2292772819556275774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2292772819556275774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2292772819556275774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2292772819556275774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/08/senselessness.html' title='Senselessness'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3508154512833527338</id><published>2007-08-11T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:54:47.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mag baguio kayo dahil maganda sa baguio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Refreshing Expeereeyuns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  May bago akong writing style na pinapauso. Magulo. Sana sa future ganito na ang ituro sa mga eskwela writings. Magulo. The sicnarf method of thinking and writing. Senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEYWORDS sa post na ito: REFRESHING, FRESH-NESS, FRESH, FRESH AIR, REFRESHER, REFRESHED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yun, ano ba ang gusto kong sabihin? Noong umuwi ako sa Baguio, sobrang na refresh ako sa mga objectives at outlook ko sa buhay. Siguro malaki yung naging effect nung environment, specifically yung bahay namin sa Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sobrang ganda na ng "hangin" doon sa amin. Nag mature na nang matindi yung pamilya namin. Unang una sa lahat, si Ryan yung seventeen year old brother ko na pinakabata sa aming mga lalake - tatay na siya! Pangalawa, automatic to, granpa at granma na sina pops at mama. Pangatlo, yung bunso namin, si Ynna, siya nalang ang walang trabaho. Hehe high school palang siya e. Pang-apat, lahat kaming magkakapatid technically wala nang bata ("Bata" pala para sa akin ay yung hindi pa rin nakakapag-isip para sa sarili). Anyway, simultaneous nangyayari ang mga kung ano ano doon. Ang tanga nung statement na yun no? Siyempre simultaneous naman talaga. Pero di nga, doon ko lang naramdaman yung matinding transition ng pamilya namen in terms of uhhh, maraming aspeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Bigla rin akong binigyan ni mama ng medyo malaking amount ng pera para makabili na ako ng laptop. Yeah, medyo pala, kasi yung savings ko dun ko binuhos. Sobrang natutuwa ako kasi ang laki ng tiwala nila sa akin. Solb solb talaga yung pag-uwi ko sa Baguio. Bwaha. Pero di lang dahil dun, dahil dito rin.... sa next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next. It never really crossed my mind to schedule a date with my "friend". Wala sa plano ko yun nung pupunta ako sa baguio, pero I guess whatever happens happens diba? diba? diba? First time ko maka expeereeyuns ng ganon men! Sablay-sablay pa nga yung mga hirit ko. Wohoo! Humirit ako ng first kiss ko, wala naman nangyari parin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(new Boolean(kissesOfFrancis()) == 0) is true parin)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang saya ko chongsk. After the "date" nanginginig talaga mga binti ko. Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa lamig or sa gutom. Pero hindi nanginig yung binti ko dahil wala-wala lang. Talagang na kuryente yata ako. Dinagitab ako ng babaeng yun. "Date" nga ang tawag sa nangyaring iyon. Date, date, date. Hekhek tol ang tindi! Evaluating what happened, masasabi kong ang tindi nung babae. LOL ako pa tinreat niya. WTFLMAO! Iba na siguro talaga ang panahon. Nice. Taena yun yata ang sakit ko e, dagitabsitis, or cancer of the neurons?, tsaka madaling ma kuryente. Malakas siguro talaga ma stimulate ang mga electricity-reacting-mechanisms ng katawan ko. Lol next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial:&lt;br /&gt;  Ang kulit lang nung terms e, "siguro talaga". Napakapakyu ng terms na yun, "siguro talaga". Siguro na nga Talaga pa! Bwaha shetpackbols. Natatawa ka ba o na wiwirdohan siguro talaga no? Haha, "siguro talaga". Ting! Chain of thought nanaman. Napakapakyu talaga ng isip ko hindi ko magets tsaka hindi niyo rin magets. Lumalayo na sa original topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Next. Na refresh ang puso ko chong. Napakalambing pala ng mga babae. Hehe hindi ko maisip ang tamang english term para sa napakalambing. Ano ba? Nakakahumaling talaga ang babae. Or baka kaya ko lang nasasabi to kasi yung past na nakapag kuryente sa akin hindi malambing sa akin? Pero oo, masaya pala makipaglambingan e, taena bakit ngayon ko lang nalaman yun!? Whatthuff Laughing my ass off?! Hmmm, tingin ko dapat noong noong noong bata pa ako, I should have developed yung craft ko sa mga babae. Masaya e, parang strategy game / board game. Parang winamp sila e, panoorin mo lang yung visualizations matutuwa at ma ha high ka na. Wahahaha lumalayo nanaman sa original topic. Wala na. Pero related dito, na refresh ang emotional state ko dude. Medyo depressed ako for the past few months dahil sa babaeng taga dagitab. Paulit ulit tong linya ko na to a! Hehe. Hehehe. Hehehehe. HEHEHEHEHE! Pero nung umuwi talaga ako sa baguio na press ako (kung press man ang kabaligtaran ng depress). Haha on the loose nanaman tong utak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next topic. Nagsimba ako. Kasama ko parents kong magsimba. Sila lang. Hindi ko na maalala kung kelan ako huling nagsimba. Sobrang tagal na rin! April yata yung huli nung birthday ko. Oo, kasama ko si Ate Punky nun. So ano naman naramdaman ko nung pagkasimba ko? Sobrang nahihiya sa sarili ko! Hindi talaga kasi ako nakapag communion. Buong communion time hanggang church announcements nakaluhod lang ako at pamuni-muni sa mga kakulangan ko sa Diyos. Ok pa rin naman, naisip ko di parin ako tatalikuran ng Diyos kahit anong mangyari kapuwetan sa buhay ko. Praise da Lord at ni refresh Niya ako. Woohoo! Nung time na para magmano ako kela mama at papa biglang nag pray-over si mama sa akin. Feeling ko lumapit ako nang konti sa heaven e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. Regarding sa sarili kong konsepto ng buhay at current dilemma ko sa pag graduate, naisip ko lang. Bakit ba ako palaging namamartida? Dapat lahat ng bagay hindi ko partidahan para magawa ko nang mas maayos e. Yun lang. Isang naisip ko lang. I am certain there's only one way para ma solve tong shitty anxieties na to e. Sacrifice yun. Hehe, maling-mali ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok din yung inuman ng barkada. Kung sa Los Baños madalas nakikinig lang ako sa kuwento ang nangyari ako ang taga kuwento. Sayang nga wala "siya". Hindi niya nakita kung paano ako magkuwento at kung ano pa man. Yun kasi yung gusto niyang makita sa akin, na mas maging interactive at maingay at makuwento ako. Oh well, di kasi sumama e. Tsk tsk tsk. Edi sana naturuan ko siya ng motha fucka egoy dance moves. Walang wala bangag na tong post na to mag iinom nalang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next. Balita ko may darating na kakaibang tao ngayon e. Hehe sabi nga ni Corleone sensei, "Keep your friends close, your enemies closer." So yun, I'll see what I can do Don Corleone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3508154512833527338?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3508154512833527338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3508154512833527338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3508154512833527338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3508154512833527338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/08/mag-baguio-kayo-dahil-maganda-sa-baguio.html' title='Mag baguio kayo dahil maganda sa baguio'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-7917270968784371184</id><published>2007-07-25T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T03:35:34.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl with the Initials K J A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[has crapness compatibility to men]&lt;br /&gt;[makes it a point that she won't be dependent on boys]&lt;br /&gt;[a fan of the simpsons ever since]&lt;br /&gt;[has great advice on alcoholism and self-injury]&lt;br /&gt;[loves dogs, hates lizards]&lt;br /&gt;[thinks i am "pihikan"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anagrams found using "Francis"&lt;br /&gt;Franc Is&lt;br /&gt;Francs I (?)&lt;br /&gt;Scarf In (?)&lt;br /&gt;Can Firs (for what?)&lt;br /&gt;Narc Ifs (yes, narcotics)&lt;br /&gt;Narcs If (puff. . . .narcotics yehes)&lt;br /&gt;Scan Fir (?)&lt;br /&gt;Cans Fir (?)&lt;br /&gt;Arc Fins (?)&lt;br /&gt;Car Fins (?)&lt;br /&gt;Cars Fin (?)&lt;br /&gt;Scar Fin (ito yung pinaka gusto ko)&lt;br /&gt;Arcs Fin ()&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-7917270968784371184?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7917270968784371184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7917270968784371184' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7917270968784371184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7917270968784371184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/07/girl-with-initials-k.html' title='The Girl with the Initials K J A'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3576798468583242013</id><published>2007-07-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T07:36:01.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEH LOVE TEH LOVE WHAT ABOUT IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall by Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;The way I do about you now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want - but does that person want you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3576798468583242013?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3576798468583242013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3576798468583242013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3576798468583242013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3576798468583242013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/07/teh-love-teh-love-what-about-it.html' title='TEH LOVE TEH LOVE WHAT ABOUT IT!'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6172648938109953291</id><published>2007-07-10T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:21:35.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>July 10. Mark this as the birth of my parents' first grandchild. NOTED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6172648938109953291?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6172648938109953291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6172648938109953291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6172648938109953291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6172648938109953291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-2860633989246884434</id><published>2007-07-05T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:40:40.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itataga ko to sa utak ko</title><content type='html'>Nung isang inuman dun lang ako nakakita ng ganito. Sobrang natuwa ako at nasiyahan kasi rare event siya. Mayroon isang babae na tinagayan ko ng shot. Itataga ko to sa utak ko, naka 6 partitions siya dun sa isang tagay! [hehe, less than 1 cm lang ang tagay usually sa granMatador]. Talagang binilang ko! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon-ngayon ko lang naalala ulit. Usually wala na akong naalala pagkatapos ng inuman pero yun naalala ko talaga. At hanggang ngayon tumatawa pa rin ako sa saya at galak na naibigay sa akin nung eksenang yun. So kung tag-six na partitions sa granMatador shot at chaser yun bale twelve partitions lahat yun. Yun na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[garbahe on the loose]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-2860633989246884434?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/2860633989246884434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=2860633989246884434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2860633989246884434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/2860633989246884434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/07/itataga-ko-to-sa-utak-ko.html' title='Itataga ko to sa utak ko'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-5744756265914560363</id><published>2007-06-29T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:59:36.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CREATING A BLOG POST WHILE ON MODERATE AMOUNT OF ALCOHOL INTAKE</title><content type='html'>is to a great extent more enjoyable than creating a blog post while on EXCESSIVE amount of alcohol. Before I crossed the threshold to my room, I killed a cockroach. the cockroach had this lightly cookeded look on its face. It was saying something like, damn you pawned me man. Hands down ta ya! I wish I could've just closed my eyes and went to make my maker quick, alas no, I had to live to tell the tale. So I tried to hold on to dear life and I tried to say to you that my brother cockaroaches will come back at you with saccharine revenge. In any case, I opened up a can of MaLing (meatloaf in vernacular) and read the latest message in my inbox. Nothing. I was wrong. There weren't any messages in my inbox. Absolute Zero. What events transpired this night? A big shoutout to UPLB COSS for 24th Anniversary!.Damn! Congratulations to us bros and sisses for all the amfufuness! (Takes a bite from the MaLing can). MaLing by the way is downright great even if uncooked. In my opinion, MaLings should be the main ingredient in siomai meals. I mean, the gist of Siomai should be MaLing and not GroundMeat. Shite. Where am I? Again, in the infinite abyss. Why am I suddenly perspiring. Where should I sleep? Should I catnap slumber? Good fortune to Catalan. May all their wishes come true. And may no harm come to their pockets. Not like here in B5! What would you do if a pro-robber was suddenly 4 meters away. The sonnavabitch held a gasket cutter. Would you sleep all the way or would you wake up and meet your maker. damn decent laptops today cost more than 45K! The bottom line of this post: I should've would have what I could have. Absolute Zero. Just like the academic units I have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[garbahe on the loose]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-5744756265914560363?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/5744756265914560363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=5744756265914560363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5744756265914560363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/5744756265914560363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/06/creating-blog-post-while-on-moderate.html' title='CREATING A BLOG POST WHILE ON MODERATE AMOUNT OF ALCOHOL INTAKE'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4053819195309785339</id><published>2007-06-25T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:01:33.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suweet music</title><content type='html'>nakuha ko lang sa http://www.pinoyunder.org/showthread.php?t=23267 special thanks to eggmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/1097/funtitled2i117am3df7f3bcr6.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totensiebush.com/drugmay/cocaine.mp3"&gt;Cocaine.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totensiebush.com/drugmay/morphine.mp3"&gt; Morphine.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totensiebush.com/drugmay/peyote.mp3"&gt; Peyote.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totensiebush.com/drugmay/sleepingangel.mp3"&gt; Sleeping Angel.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-Doser &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists have been studying a concept known as binaural beats since the late 1800’s. Binaural beats are defined as a composition of two distinct tones that differ in frequencies by between one hertz and twenty hertz (a different tone in each ear, so headphones are required). When these tones are converted to electrical signals inside the brain, it is possible that the state of the listeners consciousness can be altered by the differing impulses. Many experiments of this nature have shown that listeners tend to become more relaxed by the test tracks of binaural beats, but some listeners reported strong changes in their consciousness. They compared the sensation to that of being on different kinds of drugs. Some even reported hallucinations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more Info: http://i-doser.com/faq.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4053819195309785339?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4053819195309785339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4053819195309785339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4053819195309785339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4053819195309785339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/06/suweet-music.html' title='suweet music'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8990316168064443640</id><published>2007-06-22T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T05:03:13.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seryoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you meet a certain woman/girl - even if she has her circumstances - even if she is so error-prone? - You just can't leave her out in the open. Monstrous men shall eat her. She won't even notice she's being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eaten, fenced upon, G-G-fied&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/12894261-8990316168064443640?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8990316168064443640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8990316168064443640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8990316168064443640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8990316168064443640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/06/seryoso.html' title='Seryoso'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8510012945082973489</id><published>2007-06-05T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:30:49.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uber sogbu-ness</title><content type='html'>try niyo rin. kamayan sa palaisdaan sa bay. soya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8510012945082973489?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8510012945082973489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Sinong nakakaalam ng mga number na ito, 09062828142 and 09064957154&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4834150632320380257?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4834150632320380257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4834150632320380257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4834150632320380257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4834150632320380257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/05/magtatanong-lang.html' title='Magtatanong lang'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3958579651675748608</id><published>2007-05-20T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:14:29.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starcraft 2 screeen shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/6cesrhc.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha may naka lusot na zergalings. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3958579651675748608?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://i1.tinypic.com/6cesrhc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8234659953137011327</id><published>2007-05-12T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T06:15:43.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisnarf@21: The Method Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*&lt;br /&gt;*@param         stuff&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*@returns       gives someone who umekoms and gumobas new neat skills.&lt;br /&gt;*                        The best of it is it tells him to stop when it's time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;private static SuperSaiyanPowers getSuperSaiyanPowers(WTFParameter stuff) extends UberString {&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   private String ironic = "Is on the day you were born, it becomes the day that&lt;br /&gt;you'd die." ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   private String strange = "Is when you're reborn on the day that you were born.&lt;br /&gt;Strange right?";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   private String happy = "Is a connotation for birthdays. The catch - it isn’t&lt;br /&gt;always happy. Sometimes it’s gotta be sad.";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   private String liwba = "In my case, it was just semi-ironic, semi-happy and&lt;br /&gt;purely strange. . . Dot dot dot. It was sad in a sense that you think that your&lt;br /&gt;birthday has got to be happy. But it's a day of evaluating your life, so naturally,&lt;br /&gt;you remember stuff - happy and sad stuff. So you are affected by those sad bytes of&lt;br /&gt;memory. It was semi-ironic because I didn't die. Yes the best part of my birthday was&lt;br /&gt;it was strange.";&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   private String basgu = "It was a day of Reformat and Reinstallation. Everything I&lt;br /&gt;knew were flushed down the toilet.It was like I was sucked into this abyss. You&lt;br /&gt;first level down to the times when you were young and stupid and all you knew were&lt;br /&gt;things like  ABC, 123 and hahaha then you suddenly realize you gotta wake up because&lt;br /&gt;there are many people waiting for you to wake up. You have got to get out of that&lt;br /&gt;binary state where all you see is just plain black and white.";&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   private String shite = "Because of shit that happened on my birthday, I was&lt;br /&gt;reborn. Like the super-saiyans who become stronger when they survive near death&lt;br /&gt;experiences, I conquered that damned tribulation they call death. I conquered. Shit I&lt;br /&gt;kicked ass and I thanked God for giving me those long-delayed saiyanic&lt;br /&gt;capabilities.";      &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   private String soya = "When I woke up, I knew it was not a dream. The floor was&lt;br /&gt;full of perspiration. It wasn't just perspiration. It was cold dry effin blood and&lt;br /&gt;sweat from killin a mad death ripper. I know where all those came from. It was a&lt;br /&gt;hard battle. Haha! Have you ever tried to battle yourself? That was the shit man.&lt;br /&gt;Those liquified drops were the fruits of my tama o mali philosophy. Fuckin respect&lt;br /&gt;goes to the mad death ripper bro. Fuckin respect.";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// the following algorithm outlines how to make your 21st birthday more meaningful  &lt;br /&gt;// and give an educational approach to it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;// this method call gets you totally wasted and high.&lt;br /&gt;// It temporarily sets you to a state of nirvana and takes you to the twilight zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   useStuff((StuffParameter) stuff);  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   if (youDoNotStopBreathing){&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;       youAreStillAlive();&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;   } else if ((youGetToSeeTheDeathRipper) &amp;&amp;amp; (isOverdosed)){&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;       // you have two choices&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       if ((youWantToSeeYourAncestors) &amp;&amp;amp; (youWantToEndTheMadnessOfItAll)){&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;           youBetterGoStraightToYourCasket();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           // because your life is all over&lt;br /&gt;           return null;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;       } else if ((youChooseToLive) &amp;&amp;amp; (youChooseToContinueBreathing)){&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;           youDoNotStopBreathing = true;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           spaghettiProgramYourAssUp();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           stopAndWaitForAWhile();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           rememberYourLovedOnes();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           rememberTheHappyPartsOfYourLife();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           rememberEverything();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           chooseTheBlueAkimichiPill();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           // this method  call will ensure that you will live through this&lt;br /&gt;           killTheDeathRipper();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           gainExperience();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           levelUpAndTakeDeathRipperItems();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           playFinalFantasy7VictoryTheme(teeenneenneTantanan);&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           // this method call will trigger the Brain class to fucking send the&lt;br /&gt;  // neuron signals for the Eyes class.&lt;br /&gt;           openUpYourEyesYouAintGotToAnalyze();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;       }&lt;br /&gt;   }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   doNotPretendThisDidNotHappen();&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;   //this method call ensures you passed all of it and that you would never dare try it again.&lt;br /&gt;   Skills acquiredNewSkill = soyanessNaMgaBro(this.soyabeans);&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   return ((SuperSaiyanPowers) (acquiredNewSkill.feed(ironic,strange,happy,liwba,basgu,shite,soya));&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;} catch (LifeException e){&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   e.throwItAllAwayTheLoveTheLoveWhatAboutIt();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off topic lang, this is a pic taken during graduation, before my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.tinypic.com/6g3445k.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8234659953137011327?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8234659953137011327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8234659953137011327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8234659953137011327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8234659953137011327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/05/param-stuff-returns-gives-someone-who_12.html' title='Sisnarf@21: The Method Man'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.tinypic.com/6g3445k_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-6295531260843657990</id><published>2007-04-29T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:59:35.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Deskripsiyon ng Aking Unang Kaarawan</title><content type='html'>Ang aking unang kaarawan ay nakatakda sa araw ng Abril 29, 1987. Nang nagtanong ako sa aking mga magulang, una sa aking tatay na si Honorato, kung ano ang mga detalyadong pangyayari na naganap noong aking unang kaarawan, ang una niyang sinabi ay magtanong nalang ako sa aking nanay dahil hindi niya na maalala kung ano talaga ang nangyari. Pero tinanong ko rin ang aking tatay kung mayroon ba akong mga nakatagong mga litrato noong unang kaarawan ko. Ang sabi niya ay wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Nang magtanong naman ako sa aking nanay, hindi rin maalala ng nanay ko ang mga nangyari noong araw na iyon. Marahil ay dahil sa 6 kaming mga magkakapatid ay nalimutan niya na talaga yung araw na yun. Nakakalungkot. Pero narinig ng aking nakatatandang kapatid na babae ang pagtatanong ko kay inay kaya't bigla siyang nagsabi na ang suot ko raw noon ay ang aking paboritong dilaw na "costume" na aso. Ayun! Naalala rin ng nanay ko kung ano nga ang nangyari noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Masaya raw ang buong pamilya noong una kong kaarawan. Naroon daw ang aking mga ninong, ninang, tito at tita. Normal na pagdiwang lang ang naganap kasama ang tatlo kong nakatatandang kapatid at mga anak ng ninong at ninang ko. Pero ito ang pinaka nadiskubre ko sa aking sarili. Tunay na masiyahin daw akong bata. Noon pa man ay tawa na raw ako nang tawa kahit walang matinding rason para ako ay tumawa. Noong unang kaarawan ko raw ay may nag regalo sa akin ng parang "stroller" na puwede kong sakyan. Sa stroller ay puwede ko raw paikut-ikutin ang aking sarili sa loob. Nasobrahan daw ako sa aliw sa paggamit ng sasakyan na ito at minaneho ko raw palabas ng pinto ang aking sarili gamit ang istroller. Ang pinto naman namin ay may maliit na 7 pulgada kalaking "step" na parang sa hagdanan. Dumerediretso raw ako at nahulog mula sa aking stroller, nauntog at nagkahiwa ang aking ulo. Pero sa halip na umiyak daw ay tumawa pa rin daw ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-6295531260843657990?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/6295531260843657990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=6295531260843657990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6295531260843657990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/6295531260843657990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/04/ang-deskripsiyon-ng-aking-unang.html' title='Ang Deskripsiyon ng Aking Unang Kaarawan'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-3701501870622752798</id><published>2007-04-25T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:10:08.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines WCG and ACG Skeds</title><content type='html'>April 28 and 29 - Villman Megamall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 5 and 6 - Villman Megamall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 12 and 13 - Villman Megamall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 19 and 20 - Villman Megamall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 26 - Hack You (Counterstrike Only,&lt;br /&gt;Branch to be announced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27 - Cyberteria (WC, SC and NFS&lt;br /&gt;Only, Branch to be announced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2 - Hack You (Counterstrike Only,&lt;br /&gt;Branch to be announced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 3 - Cyberteria (WC, SC and NFS&lt;br /&gt;Only, Branch to be announced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 9 and 10 - Villman Megamall (ACG&lt;br /&gt;Eliminations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16 and 17 - Cebu (venue to be&lt;br /&gt;announced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 30 and July 1 - Cagayan De Oro&lt;br /&gt;(venue to be announced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 13 to 15 - National Finals @ The&lt;br /&gt;Block, SM North EDSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games to be played:&lt;br /&gt;CS 1.6 5v5&lt;br /&gt;NFS Carbon 1v1&lt;br /&gt;Starcraft: Brood War 1v1&lt;br /&gt;Warcraft: The Frozen Throne 1v1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call this madness! This is Sparta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-3701501870622752798?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/3701501870622752798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=3701501870622752798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3701501870622752798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/3701501870622752798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/04/philippines-wcg-and-acg-skeds.html' title='Philippines WCG and ACG Skeds'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-8870459128991098931</id><published>2007-04-03T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T04:31:23.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The F*ck</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HL3PaFpuwLE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HL3PaFpuwLE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't smoking. It was a popsicle stick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-8870459128991098931?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/8870459128991098931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=8870459128991098931' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8870459128991098931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/8870459128991098931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/04/fck.html' title='The F*ck'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-7948328723609243728</id><published>2007-03-30T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T07:19:01.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LIFE-GRAPH OF FRANCIS RAYMOND S. SANTOS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="3" day="25" year="2007"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MARCH 25, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2003-50349&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.I. 100&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SIR MATA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BIRTH: DECLARATION OF MY LIFE’S VARIABLES&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;        Start. Let me just give you a recap of how I suddenly sprouted from mother earth. Here, the following image summarizes how this world our country identifies me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2rzv1i9.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;        That’s right! This is how our country identifies its people, through burnable, weak-materialed, drenchable, destroyable, decomposable paper that can easily be disintegrated, distorted, misused and can effortlessly be altered by simple chemical phenomena (Shift-F7). But through this document only can one be a bonafide member of his or her country. This is the only concrete proof that a person can present to any of the institutions here in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; in order for that person to enjoy more of his or her country’s benefits. A person will have the opportunity to study, to work and the likes. In short, this is one’s &lt;b style=""&gt;passport to get hold of his or her rights&lt;/b&gt;. The lucky thing is that I didn’t have problems with the encoding of my birth certificate unlike my other siblings. Siblings …yes my family. Let us get to them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LIFE: A GRAPH-BASED DATA STRUCTURE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let me just define a term, “life-graph”, that I will be using in some parts of this post. After taking up a college subject that teaches about data structures in computer science, this was what I have come to realize - my life is a fast-growing graph. What is a graph data structure? Basically, it is a composition of vertices. Vertices can be connected to each other through edges or lines. In representation, the vertices of my life correspond to the people I encounter. The edges denote the relationships that exist between me and those people that I stumble upon. At first the only vertices that existed in my life were the members of my family. I will not get into the details of the lives of the members of the family but I shall address &lt;b style=""&gt;how my family has affected my growth&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In descending order according to age, I shall state the gender, the names and the year of birth of my brothers and sisters respectively: Male-Christian Lucas-‘78, Female-Armi Katrina-‘80, Male-Andrew Nicholas-‘85, Male-Ryan Daniel-‘89, and Female-Carmina Joy-‘93. As for my parents, my father and mother are Honorato Domingo Santos-‘57 and Maria Cristina Fetalvo Samala-’58 respectively. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FAMILY: INHERITANCE, POLYMORPHISM AND ENCAPSULATION&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In various ways, all seven of my family members have contributed to how I act, speak, eat, and the likes but most especially, they have played a major part in structuring the inner workings of my mind.&lt;b style=""&gt; My family is my primary social group&lt;/b&gt;. My parents, who are my siblings’ and my fundamental source of knowledge and morals, got their ways of thinking, feeling and acting through our ancestors. So in effect, that is how large the bloodlines influence people such as us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you would model this in order to see the relationships, it is just simple. You have a class; say the family that is just a collection of persons &lt;b style=""&gt;sharing common attributes and methods&lt;/b&gt;. In our case, it is our blood, our practices and yes our public static surname. Now I am trying to organize how my family has been declared as such. My family is just an instantiation of the main class, our ancestors’ families, and I am just an object that inherited my attributes, behavior and methods from my family. I am principally an extension of the bloodline. The unique characteristics of our family are encapsulated and can only be attributed to us. Has this object-oriented approach cleared it up? Good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who was I? Without absolute control of myself, I was sort of a sponge who tried to absorb things by simply imitating from what I perceived, experienced and felt from other people, somewhat Peter Petrelli-ish. Such things of course were specifically acquired from my brothers, sisters and parents. Like for example, I tried to learn music just because my eldest brother and my father were into guitars. I wanted to be a jack-of-all-trades because of my dad who does carpentry, cooking, racing, and whatnot. At least, I tried as best as I could to be God-fearing and “pure” because my mother and my eldest sister were really on fire and passionate about God. I tried to draw, sketch and play games all the time because I was influenced by my brothers. Things like being so into books, art, being studious, slightly religious, being crazy, being into computers, music groups, girls, food and movies were basically combinations of the skills, talents, methods, attitudes and interests of my siblings and parents.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;        Let us discuss more on how my environment shaped how I perceive life and reality, how our society has made me who I am right now. Yes, when you come right down to it - how our country produced a person like me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;PROTOCULTURE: ZENTRADI EQUALS IGOROT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Culture is the widening of the mind and of the spirit.”&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;        Yes, I was born in a cold place called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Baguio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; just like what was declared in my birth certificate in my previous statements. This may not seem important but &lt;b style=""&gt;the place where I grew up is essential in the analysis of why I am who I am right now&lt;/b&gt;. I spent approximately 14 years of growing up in that cold place that they call the Summer Capital of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. (Maybe this explains why I am cold to people whom I do not know??). Although when they get to know and get close to it, they’ll feel that it’s not always cold and that in the end, they get to miss the place when they’re far away from it. Okay, enough said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The main concept related to the environment I grew up at that time that I can think about that obviously influenced me is&lt;b style=""&gt; the concept of culture&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, the culture of the place. Specifically and technically, it was a Cordilleran culture. Okay, let me explain. To be called a Cordilleran is to be called an igorot. Basically, even if you do not have the blood of an igorot, but you already know at least some Cordilleran teachings and experienced the environment and festivities of the igorots, then you can be branded as an igorot. In the case of my family we have no Cordilleran blood. My Spanish-blooded father came from Reina Mercedes, Isabela so he is an Ilocano and my Chinese-blooded mother hailed from Calamba, Laguna so she is one of the Tagalogs. They just moved to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Baguio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; during the early years of their marriage. So in parallel, my family is already part of an Igorot-Tagalog-Ilocano sort of group. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least, this is the way that I interpret being a Cordilleran – you experience being with Cordillerans in a long period of time and hence you grasp the way they live and you understand their heritage and traditions. There is also no need of Igorot ancestry or blood for one to be an igorot. So in effect my family became one of them. Different aspects like the language, the attitudes of the people, the main events and festivities, are all part of the culture where we are included in. What I can say that I like about it is the deep appreciation for life, the Cordilleran heritage and the demonstration of cultural pride.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ABSTRACTION: FRANCIS, THE LITTLE RUNT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“We are born weak, we need strength; helpless, we need aid; foolish, we need reason. All that we lack at birth,&lt;br /&gt;all that we need when we come to man's estate, is the gift of education” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jean-Jacques Rousseau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;        From then on my life-graph extended to generate more and more vertices and edges; the edges began to initialize their weights. As my years passed as a pre-adolescent, I continuously learned what my family was trying to inculcate in me. Those were the times I began to absorb stuff like basic skills in reading, writing, mathematics, speaking in English and I added knowledge about drawing, musical and physical activities. It was the time to build up on cognition, dexterity; charm maybe, vitality, strength, agility and mental capacity. Those were things that other people taught to me. Just like other kids, I was bred in order to pass the modern standards of being a part of modern society, obviously, because &lt;b style=""&gt;I wasn’t raised in another time, at another place and in any other way that I could possibly be raised&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Still, I was just a kid who never really had control of what was happening to me. There were only a few things that I learned by myself. Maybe, I was just unconscious that I learned those. In any case the feeling of being a kid was unbearable, but it sure was a hell of a joyride. I was lucky just to experience those kinds of things. Even if some of my actions were wrong, I still tried to do things mainly because of curiosity, lack of attention and &lt;b style=""&gt;for the sake of adventure&lt;/b&gt;. I was a poor little unconscious kid who only thought to just be like a kid and not grow up at all. I was just a dependent little runt who seldom made my parents worry. I too, was sort of a static thing that was plainly doing things that were requested of me. I was a weak kid, a foolish kid at that who thought he was so clever. Maybe the only things that set me straight at those times were because of the disciplinary actions that my parents and elders conducted to me. If it had not been for those, I would have gone straight to prison by the time I shall have reached my adult years! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I said earlier that I was a kid who just tried to combine the characteristics and interests that I got from my family. I tried to combine the attitudes of my parents, specifically, in order for me to survive. The integration of such was necessary for me to live. Within that integration many thoughts came along. The thing I could not forget the most in me being a kid was that I had plenty, yes &lt;b style=""&gt;plenty of dreams &lt;/b&gt;and I was a kid who created hopes and dreams for my loved ones. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, considering the state of my life-graph at that time, factors like new mentors, new acquaintances, the church and the private Catholic elementary school’s environment that involved social learning and moral consciousness were also the core things that nurtured me to be me. I was equipped with almost all of the things that were needed by an ordinary boy &lt;b style=""&gt;through institutions such as the school and church&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;EDUCATION: ANALYSIS OF A TREE-BASED MODEL &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“I never let my schooling interfere with my education” – Mark Twain&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let us &lt;b style=""&gt;visualize education as a tree structure or model&lt;/b&gt;. It basically has a root node. I do not know the history of what were the general subjects taken up by students in the ancient times but what I do know is the root node must have been a combination of all the subjects that are taught at these times. The root node branched out to two main topics - science and arts. I am not sure. This was for the case of the early stages of education (maybe Greek times). As for Jose Rizal’s time, I also am not sure but there already existed sub-branches of the two main divisions of learning like physical and non-physical science like mathematics, organic sciences etc. and the arts were subdivided into humanities, philosophy and the like. So what about it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just like in the past, education in those years and education in our times have not really changed with regards to its objectives (the teach-learn-improve process). The only differences I see are mainly the content and the ways of presenting the content of teachings. Without doubt, the bounds of education have also broadened to new levels because of technology and many other improvements on the details of concepts and lessons. The past type of education is a different story compared to the modern style. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can say that &lt;b style=""&gt;maybe I was better off if I’d lived in the olden times,&lt;/b&gt; if we are talking about my education that is. I mean, being all-knowing is not really an objective that I set for myself. Nobody has achieved that state yet and our society does not dictate that that is the objective of education right? It’s just that one of my key reflections when I am trying to learn new things is that, for example, I would say to myself many times, “Will I possibly use these mathematical equations in my life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; saan ba itong mga cosecant na ito? Cosecant live without you? Hehe” Things like those go through my head every once in while but what is really bothering me is a hanging question on why education evolved to the point where it is right now . In conjunction to that, I know that I am not alone in the field of stupidity when it comes to certain subjects. Of course we can always say that things change for the better. In the case of our country I do hope that it changes for the better. Another question to ask though is what does ‘better’ stand for? Is the current state of education really a better type of education compared to the ancient methods of learning?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Education today grooms us for what is appropriate for our times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. If we would still use the old methods of teaching and the old concepts and explanations about things, then it would not be education at all. The key term to education is “updated knowledge”. This updating of knowledge though, is just another one of those things that I am not okay with. I remember some saying of some person that states science-related knowledge as a thing that always changes is a problem– “They say science explains mysteries, but I say science only adds to more mysteries”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THE UNIVERSAL ALGORITHM: BELIEF SYSTEMS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man's life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom”. – Albert Einstein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have this weird habit of always saying, “Tiwala tol, tiwala”. This justifies that you really do not have to believe in yourself in order to believe in others. What is wrong with not believing in one’s self anyway? For me, I see it as a venue for improving my self. You must contradict yourself sometimes because that gives way for one’s own enlightenment. So the saying, “Paano mong mapagkakatiwalaan ang iba kung ang sarili mo hindi mo mapagkatiwalaan” is just gibberish. What are my other thoughts on faith and trust?&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I believe that the events of this world are actually programmed and that these &lt;b style=""&gt;events are programmed by an Omnipotent Being&lt;/b&gt;. There also exists a universal algorithm that can explain how all of us are here right now in this world and how everything came to be. This universal algorithm that only the Omnipotent Being knows of is collective and can actually solve all problems and paradoxes regardless of the size of input or the span of time. The possible and the impossible are resolved through this algorithm. This ain’t the String theory that a Japanese researcher is hypothesizing though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;See! The extent of how the church has influenced my actions up until now is extensive. As a person who never really believed in himself, my foremost characteristic still, was I believed in others and most especially I still believe in the existence of a higher being. When I was a kid, I practically memorized almost all of our church songs. I observed default policies set by my church. I was into the circulation. My business was &lt;b style=""&gt;to follow the system of being a Roman Catholic&lt;/b&gt;. Of course, this was in accordance to what my parents would advise me. The old saying that really reverberated through my moral consciousness at that time was “I am the Way, the Truth, and the Light”. Certainly, a true Roman Catholic must never forget the Ten Commandments of God. Those Ten Commandments definitely became the basis of my everyday actions. The seven deadly sins that were said to be mortal sins were also part of my filter system. Going to church every Sunday of every week and every First Friday of the month was obligatory. At that time I really had no hesitations to the details that were part of the Roman Catholic religion or system. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Currently though, I miss some Sunday masses. Now I think that the early stages of my faith were originally intended to establish my faith in God. But now that I am somewhat established as a moral and good person, I think that it is really not the complete attendance in all required church events that matters. Most especially the teachings that I have learned all those years are what are important. How you practice those teachings just shows how much you have learned from what your parish priest is recursively trying to say to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There’s another thing about faith. &lt;b style=""&gt;Not all who accept science as explanations to events refuse to believe in a higher being&lt;/b&gt;. It does not automatically mean that if you are for science, then you are not for religion. I am a living instance of the kind of person who considers both sides of the coin because both are not mutually exclusive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TOYS ARE THINGS OF THE PAST: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;SEARCHING FOR THE GLOBAL OPTIMUM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“College is like a fountain of knowledge - and the students are there to drink”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;        I programmed myself to filter what was good for me and what was not. I learned that my life-graph involved a process of exhausting the possibilities of every action that I made. The mindset was that you had to think of the repercussions of those exhaustions. If I deciphered that I created a solution to a problem that’d only make things more inefficient and wrong and hence would make me inefficient and wrong as well, then I would have to discard that solution. I would have to find a better solution and repeat the learning process until I optimize and gear myself to be a better me. That was my education for myself and it has taught me how to eliminate most if not all of my common mistakes. If I could not do that then I just simply tried to reduce the disadvantages and setbacks that would hold me from improving myself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I conceptualized my very own saying, “Tama o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. Yun lang yun”. This principle of mine is not exactly a two-valued “true or false” decision. Of course I learned that &lt;b style=""&gt;some things were neither right nor wrong&lt;/b&gt;. This was because I felt that some things definitely depended on situations. As a consequence, in a mere span of 20 years of my life I still could not correct and finalize a concrete description of my principle to its final state. It is okay I guess, because there’s plenty of time to modify my principles in life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Up until now, I am trying to learn how to get along and train myself to just be that ideal me. In any case, what was my ideal self? In the early stages of my life, I just wanted &lt;b style=""&gt;to surpass my father&lt;/b&gt;. My father was the one that served as a comparison to me. He was the basis for saying how I have developed. He was my “threshold”. He was the measurement for determining if I was attaining my objectives. Maybe this is the &lt;b style=""&gt;side effect of staying in a paternal type of country&lt;/b&gt; like ours. Anyway, at some point of my life the distance between us, I think, narrowed. I’ve just realized that he served as my guide and mentor but he was not really the ultimate basis for my actions. I am still on the journey of finding an optimum version of myself because I observed flaws in my father, not only in him but in other role models of mine as well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Therefore in my life, I tried to meet different types of people. The current problem is the people I encounter are also limited. My objective by the way is that in order to get closer to my ideal self, the depth or size of my life-graph must be large. The idea is that the more I extend my life-graph, the more people I meet, then the more I get to be closer to what I am trying to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I ended up in the University of the Philippines Los Baños. Nothing happened to me in this institution. &lt;b style=""&gt;By nothing, I mean everything&lt;/b&gt;. My average sleeping time has reduced to maybe sixty-five percent compared to the first sixteen years of my life. This is due to massive hours of drinking with peers, studying hard for exams, extra-curricular activities, computer-usage and recreational activities! I observed that I became more confident – actually, almost to the point of overconfidence! Not really! But all these started when I came to this college. Here I learned how to gauge myself and bring myself further to exceed my limitations. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sadly though, ever since I got here, my attachments to my &lt;b style=""&gt;previous influences somehow went out of the picture&lt;/b&gt;. It’s a whole new playing field in the university. There are too many inputs that one can get from the different events that are happening – good and bad. But here I can say that my filter system has improved a lot. I have met many people here because I tried to be a member of different types of organizations and affiliations – an academic organization, a socio-cultural music club, and a socio-cultural varsitarian circle. I tried to be part of different groups of people and I tried to interact in sort of a different dimension that really influenced me a lot, just like my family. In connection with this, my principles have greatly changed. It is a testament that &lt;b style=""&gt;a person’s principles are affected by his influences&lt;/b&gt;. The diversity of the cultures of those different groups made me conscious of how large life can be. All in all, the drastic changes that happened to me expanded my life-graph to a colossal level.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NEURAL NETWORKS: MY BRAIN AS A PRODUCT OF MASS MEDIA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;“Let others praise ancient times; I am glad I was born in these” - Ovid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Additionally, an unavoidable concept called &lt;b style=""&gt;mass media has made quite an impression on me&lt;/b&gt; even at the early stages of my life. I love reading and watching stuff from the television, magazines, and comics. Common comics that tell stories of heroes who get beat up at first then suddenly become uber beings with supernatural powers then win in the end are my favorite type of readings back then.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a result, I think I am an epitome of such. I am. For example, instead of doing my best throughout the first and middle parts of my academic semester, I instead give it all that I got only when the semester ends! Okay, that was not a very good case of being a hero, I admit!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am a digital games addictus - from role-playing, to fighting, and online games. I just can not live without these. So what are the effects of this type of media to me? The thing is that I realize that sometimes I take my life for granted, that &lt;b style=""&gt;I think of life as a game&lt;/b&gt; where I just automatically gain experience and that I sometimes think that I could go back to a previous save point. The sad reality though is that I could not go to a previous state that already happened. Of course, this is not the case at all times. There is a popular quote that can attest to this - “C&lt;span style=""&gt;omputer&lt;/span&gt; games do not affect us at all, I mean if Pac Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music”.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Movies play a large role in how I look at life too.&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;For example, I just watched a recent movie called “300”, it’s a Spartan-Persian war movie, and I just wish that I lived in those times instead of now. Sometimes I really imagine myself not living in our times. I have this weird fantasy of chopping heads off with a samurai’s katana. Maybe this is because of the movie called “The Last Samurai” or maybe because of watching ultra-violent and gory Japanese animations or because I play Japanese card games that focus on the time of clan wars, “shogunate”, “bushido”, and “kamikaze” stuff. Yes I recall one thing that I asked myself once. If I were to choose between a life in the time of the Philippine Revolution and a life that’s exactly like the life I am in right now, I would instantly choose the first, &lt;b style=""&gt;to live in a period where your principles would truly be tested&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;a period where you’d even die for you country&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Frankly speaking, modern days are really just stressful, and not that “cool”. I mean not “cool” in a sense that there are I think less reasons to fight for what you really believe in. I know that today there are also many causes for standing up for what you believe in but the thing is, my comparison of ancient times with modern times is just plain different. People in times of war and grief were really put to the test. Compared to the old ages where life was for sure, something that’s worth fighting for because in those times, numerous events which would actually affect our country and in general many countries were happening. I just wish I had a part in the great battles of their times (Andres Bonifacio generation). Too bad I am not one of maybe the military or terrorists today so I won’t be caught up in those kinds of situations. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yes compared to now, everyday you’ll just see on the news lots of crimes or immoral things but you can not do a single thing to change those because &lt;b style=""&gt;you already have a specific role that is set for you in your society, &lt;/b&gt;well&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;at least in my case. In an indirect way of course we can always still fight for what we believe in. I’ve seen this in the common Filipino in issues regarding competition with other countries. Events like Manny Pacquiao’s fights, Efren Bata Reyes’ championship matches, Romy Garduce’s or Leo Oracion’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; expedition and the SEA Games are examples of such. Another example is the EDSA Revolution. Though I was still a baby at that time, no, I was not even born at the period of the first EDSA Revolution. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BETA TESTING: ERRORS I WISH I SHOULD HAVE DEBUGGED EARLIER&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“I think we all wish we could erase some dark times in our lives. But all of life's experiences, bad and good, make you who you are. Erasing any of life's experiences would be a great mistake.”&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A person’s past determines his future, that is correct. However, we can also look at it the other way around. Planning is essential in life because it is a risk management technique. Of course, human nature says that man is not perfect. It is cliché right? But it’s the truth. However, this does not mean that all events are already set and are just waiting for its turn to happen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What were my mistakes in life that I want to clear up? One is nationalism. I wish I should have had a deeper appreciation of what our forefathers have given to us in an earlier stage of my life. The problem with me by the way when I was a lot younger was &lt;b style=""&gt;I never really believed that my nationality had the capacity to be different and stand out amongst all other nationalities&lt;/b&gt;. This is because maybe of the way I compared the levels of understanding regarding numerous concepts that Filipinos and foreigners have. I thought that Filipinos really can not leave incredible marks on world history. Also when I was a kid, I always would hear things like Filipinos are “gaya-gaya” or just imitators, that Filipinos are too simple-minded, lazy and some other negative impressions on Filipinos. Well, it was my fault that I believed in those. Examples of my being not so nationalistic were that I seldom bought foreign shoes, clothes, magazines and other foreign items and I appreciated foreign movies and books more than I would be pleased of Filipino works. Now, I realize how important nationalism is especially when you’re going to be one of your country’s labor force, when you are already an essential element in shaping your place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another one of my big mistakes I think, was that I never really tried &lt;b style=""&gt;to find time to develop my feelings towards possible significant others&lt;/b&gt;. I really regret this because now that I am at this point in my life that I feel like something is really missing. I therefore conclude that whenever I encounter matters of the heart, I really would never come up with the right decisions because I think I am still inexperienced in this field. To err is errrr to err. I recall this saying by my friend translated in English, “Why is it that even though your heart is your strongest muscle, it breaks so easily”? Oh well, I still have plenty of time to learn about things like this. Enough said, I really would not like to explain things like this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Generally, a very big mistake that I do not always notice is that I think I do not have a mistake. This mistake I think is common in all of us. The wrong thing about humans is that we try to secure ourselves even if we know we are wrong. It is sort of a defense mechanism. I think that someone who does not accept this previous statement is overly being protective of himself or herself. So how can we address this problem? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the early stages of my life I tolerated myself for not-so-serious mistakes that I’ve done. Things changed. Now, whenever I make mistakes, the tolerance level is lower. I have to say to myself several times, “Tanga! Ang tanga ko”, or , “Niloloko ko ba sarili ko, tapos na nga e paano ko pa maitatama?!”, &lt;b style=""&gt;but I know that it was just like a reverse psychology thing&lt;/b&gt;. I was forced to think that it was just a way to debug myself. It’s hard to correct yourself especially when you do not know your blind spots (Johari Window). Sometimes, it’s just better to let others criticize and contradict you because that is the avenue for one’s betterment. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No man is an island right? Like the bugs that are not seen by the programmers, there is a need for user and blackbox testing. It really has something to do in one’s own biases in life. You can’t help but to be not user-friendly. As the computer science saying goes, “Every programmer must have had compilation errors at some point in their lives.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DIVIDE AND CONQUER: ME AGAINST THE COUNTRY AND GENERALLY, THE WORLD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“This is the end”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;From the very first time I started to feel like a grown-up, that was when I became a college student here in the University of the Philippines Los Baños, some crucial thoughts were really disturbing me. I felt that there was a need to be decisive; to build essential goals for my family, my relatives, my friends, and certainly for myself. So I thought how would I deal with my life. It was really a matter of personal choice. It was then that I had to face two choices.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The first one was &lt;b style=""&gt;just to be happy and content with what I had&lt;/b&gt;. It is sort of a state of not really minding what is going to be there when one confronts the next years of his life. I thought that kind of life would be easier to handle of course and that I would just leave myself hanging on to simplicity, and effortlessness. The principle behind this choice is to just lay back, relax and enjoy life’s ride – bliss as they call it. Yes, the principle is that there is no point in sacrificing your happiness when it does not conform to what your heart dictates. The other choice was &lt;b style=""&gt;to be a busy man&lt;/b&gt;, a kind of person who must view his existence as an opportunity (Linderman, Episode 18, Heroes). That kind of life then is in fact complex, full of knots and perplexities yet there is a guarantee of becoming a more dynamic person. But of course, what about this choice’s drawbacks? I think that I would be too engrossed with my work, that I would &lt;b style=""&gt;be less sensitive of the things that are most important to me&lt;/b&gt;, that I would be eaten by my country’s goals for me and in general the world’s standards on how a man should live his life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feared that would really happen to me. How selfish was I? This is what I make out of all the things that are happening to me. What does our time want to dictate anyway? I think that our time is really pulling the strings on all of us. But like I said, &lt;b style=""&gt;it is more of an&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;issue of personal choice&lt;/b&gt;. Now what was I to choose? But then again I still did not know myself quite well at that point. Now that I think about it, the choice was neither of the two! I guess I really had no choice but to combine both of the two choices. I reassured myself that I would take a blissful life and yet be a person that must improve in order to attain my objectives and fulfill all my dreams and expectations. That in doing so, I will honor what God and my family has given to me, I will not waste the immeasurable efforts and blood that have been used for my becoming, &lt;b style=""&gt;and most importantly I will learn to love (yacks!) &lt;/b&gt;so that I will not have any hint of regret that I lived in these times. End.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2007" day="27" month="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;March 27, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="7" minute="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; for the subject CMSC 161 (Interactive Computer Graphics) that would conflict with his exam in PI 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/12894261-7948328723609243728?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/7948328723609243728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=7948328723609243728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7948328723609243728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/7948328723609243728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-graph-of-francis-raymond-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/2rzv1i9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-4599675454070908846</id><published>2007-03-27T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T11:41:29.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson on pronouns</title><content type='html'>This is a story about four people named Somebody, Everybody, Anybody and Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do the job. Anybody could have done it but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that, because it was Everybody's job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it but Nobody realized that Everybody would not do it.  It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done. - The Facts of Life by Some Person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-4599675454070908846?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/4599675454070908846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=4599675454070908846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4599675454070908846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/4599675454070908846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/03/lesson-on-pronouns.html' title='A lesson on pronouns'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-9051124724608968958</id><published>2007-02-17T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:08:16.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Amfness</title><content type='html'>Muntik nang tumalon mula sa 2nd Floor ng Men's Residence Hall ang pag-ibig. I got another chance to be with her. That night was the 'night' mohn. Tunay na sana to. Ako lang naman ang di makagalaw e. Buti pa siya, mukhang handang tumalon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway February na. Sum up ko lang mga nangyari sakin ngayon kahit di pa tapos ang Feb Fair. The month of February is too fuckin' sick. Full of shit. Amfness. Ang kulit nung term eh. Amf palang bading na bading na eh. Pero yung amfness. Haha Ituro niyo yung term na yun sa mga baliw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patay tayo sa February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finals ni Collen Powel. Ang ultra chic ng U.P. Jammers' Club ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Preparations for POUND for POUND XII. By the way I'm this year's U.P. Jammers' Club's Publicity Committee Head or P.R.O. Ano ba nangyari? Ayun naka libre kami ng 40 copies of 11X17 na colored teasers! This is my best teaser by the way. Kami nina Epaeng at Step ang gumawa niyan! Masarap pala maglakad lakad sa IRRI gate. Ang kulit nung rice grass. Sabay sabay mag sway! Sarap pa ng pagkain sa IRRI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Come POUND for POUND XII: Rockavolver! Jamming with three bands. Indie-Emo-Umaya, Pogi-Metal-ReversePanel and Easy-listening-Triphoppin-Luna. We covered songs of Flyback, Portishead pero mostly compositions na yung iba. Nahumaling nako sa metal dahil sa Monolith band ng U.P. Jammers' Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Green Mountain Circle now on its 54th Anniversary conducted Cordillera Week. We set up the exhibit at the S.U. (Student Union) Building. The exhibit highlighted Cordillera's culture, life and heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. But the main event was Montanosa II, an uber cultural night featuring Cordillera's finest dance troupes and theater actors and actresses. Ilang ticket ang nabenta ko? Apat lang pero kumita parin yung org kahit sa D.L. Umali! Magaling, magaling, magaling. Quote from Toni Rose, our CEO, "We're so great!". Badtrip nga lang maglakad mula whitehouse hanggang ATI building sa New Dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ang tugugan at sayawan? But wait there's more! FEBRUARY FAIR! Mas patay tayo dito! Nagtayo ako ng tatlong booth tolsk! But that's not what's really gonna kill ya. Yung inuman ang magpapasabi sayong sana di ka nalang nag UPLB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Saturday Sunday: Project Committee sets-up the February Fair booth of the UPLB Computer Science Society. Naging mananabas at karpintero din sa Green Mountain Circle Cordillera Society. At sa U.P. Jammers Club ay nagsilbing tagakuha ng maliliit ng bato, taga kamot ng lupa, at taga-shade ng naiinitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Exams ba kamo? Ayun... olats. Monday night dapat maga-aaral ng 191 at 142 pero nanood nalang kami ng kung anu-anong banda at yung baklang impersonator ng mga kantang pop na kaklase ko sa PI 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tuesday, bantay bantay konti sa tatlong booths. Wednesday. Workshop para sa Araw ng Puso-an. Adobe Photoshop para sa poster na binigay para kay pag-ibig. Matinding Pusoan ang nangyari sa booth ng COSS. Yun nga lang konting kwento lang ang naganap pero gubasan nalang at tulugan ang nangyari. Ganun lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Yeah tumugtog kami ng "Sayaw sa bubog" ng the Jerks para sa opening ng Feb Fair for that day! Sarap rin nung song tamang enjoy lang kasi may pagka reggae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: ang araw na hindi ko lang nalaman, pero napatunayan ko sa sarili ko, na kayang lampasan ng tao ang maximum na number ng push-ups, squatras, jumping jacks, pumpings, paglipat-talon sa walls sa labas ng pearl street, paghabol sa mga kotseng dumadaan, pagkwento tungkol sa limitasyon ng katawan, world-record sa pinakamabilis na pagtakbo mula sa magkatabing booth ng U.P. Jammers Club at Green Mountain Circle papuntang Pearl Street gamit ang herbal treatment lamang. Hindi pumipikit man lang. Hindi kumukurap. At hindi kumain ng dinner. Nakaakyat pa ako sa THE WALL bago nun. Nagbuhat pa ako ng tatlong batch ng moni papunta sa booths. Tapos nag-slam pa ako kasi nandun yung slapshock at sugarfree! Tapos umuwi ang pag-ibig. Mukhang may ibang maghahatid sa kanya. Pero sinamahan parin namin nina Reifuss pauwi. Kasi ako'y mangingibig, na di nagasasalita. di makapagsalita pag kaharap siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then darkness came. Ako na! Ako na ang pinaka hyper na gobas. Para akong naka steroids. Kung bakit naman kasi nagkatabi ang booth ng dalawa kong org. Total darkness pare. Annihilated. Walking Wreckage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gumising ako at nakita kong nasa harap ko na ang isang magandang sis ko sa UPLBCOSS. Gusto ko talagang tumayo. Pero hindi ako binigyan ng permission ng katawan ko na tumayo. Hindi nga ako makapag clinch ng fingers ko nun e. Pero nakatulog ako nang diretso sa sahig. Ang lambot nga nung mga bato bato sa floor e parang unan. Badtrip lang nung paggising ko hinanapan ako ng drumsticks nung double brod ko at nagwalk out, e putang ina naman sinira niya yung sticks ko na bigay sakin ng pangrambulang brod kong drummer. Pero sa kanya na yun. Naghanap nalang ako ng resort para sa ubehan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eto last day na ng FebFair07, sarap ang daming inom care of alumni. Tapos wala akong masabi kay pag-ibig, busy kasi sa pagtagay at pagtangge, di ko namalayan nakauwi na sila ni felizardo. Putik peke pala yung updharmadowndictalicenseurbandub na sinabi nung USC! pagbigyan niyo na ako pero amfness bro! Edi binuhat na namin yung tambayan sa physci akala ko hugasan na pero nung pag-uwi nag tanggero pa ako nang matindi tindi. At nung umaga at di parin ubos ang lakas, nag baklas na kami ng booth. At kumain ng tapsilog. Tamang pag-ibig lang tol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bukas sana masulit ko ang fieldtrip ko papuntang Corregidor. Dapat masulit ko yun kasi men, P1200 bucks din yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaya ubehan na. At Feb20 birthday na naman ni brothaman Andrew. SP? Wag na... mag s Special Pag-ibig muna ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-9051124724608968958?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/9051124724608968958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=9051124724608968958' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/9051124724608968958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/9051124724608968958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/02/february-amfness.html' title='February Amfness'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-9203419494220327256</id><published>2007-02-10T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T04:38:32.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About Time</title><content type='html'>It's been a (long long) while since I last cried man. Shit ang sarap ng feeling. Usually dinadaan ko lang sa tawa lahat ng what the fuck sa buhay tsaka kahit anong nangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nakakaramdam na uli ako. This is bad. Andaming iniisip, andaming unconsciously na nadadamay na tao. Pero ok din siguro, kasi di nako bato. Tangina di ba? Dumadaloy na uli ang dugo sa katawan ko. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is really happening to me these past few weeks and I really like to know what my problem is. Kasi hannggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam ang mga pumapasok sa isip ko. Pero ang alam ko lang problema to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all boils down to one thing. Ang dami kong gusting gawin. Meron naman akong oras para gawin, pero hindi ko ginagawa. Motha! Ang dami talagang pwedeng magawa. Unang-una sa lahat mag SP! January pa yung huling time na nabigyan ko ng oras ang SP ko. Andaming pwedeng magawa, ang hindi mag post sa blog. Pwedeng manligaw, magpractice drums at manood ng drum vids, work kahit konti, maglaro, matulog kahit 5 hours, ang gulo man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-9203419494220327256?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/9203419494220327256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=9203419494220327256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/9203419494220327256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/9203419494220327256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s About Time'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-1371546104989661635</id><published>2007-01-07T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T16:13:50.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROGRESS REPORT</title><content type='html'>Man, nagbabago nanaman tong panahon. Teka ang purpose lang ng post na ito ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para ma keep track ko ang progess ko. huwag niyo na itong pansinin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 10% accomplished sa SP&lt;br /&gt;    Done implementing training data for steganographic images&lt;br /&gt;    Done modifications for module sa anchor tags ng web crawler&lt;br /&gt;    Not yet done on Support Vector Machine Implementation and&lt;br /&gt;    Not yet done on Linear Discriminant Analysis Module&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 0% sa lovelife&lt;br /&gt;    1st gimmick with them: Doon ako tinamaan ng kidlat ng kuryente.&lt;br /&gt;    Tapos nagbakasyon: text.&lt;br /&gt;    Treatment is still 'the kuya'.&lt;br /&gt;    New year came: text.&lt;br /&gt;    Pasukan: di ko siya naturuan personally.&lt;br /&gt;    1st Lunch with them: brought the peanut brittle. may pasok siya sa math&lt;br /&gt;    2nd meeting: sa Physci, tinakbuhan kami sa gitna ng ulan.&lt;br /&gt;    technically 3rd meeting: Body meeting sana, pero alaws ako nasa isang meeting ako (Jammers')&lt;br /&gt;    3rd meeting: Sundo sila sa mens for caloy's celebration. konting kuwentuhan kasi jinalaws at lasheng na ang mga tao. sayang di ako nakasama sa paghatid pauwi.&lt;br /&gt;    4th meeting: brought em CD and yahoo jar of coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-1371546104989661635?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/1371546104989661635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=1371546104989661635' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1371546104989661635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/1371546104989661635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2007/01/progress-report.html' title='PROGRESS REPORT'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-116330802271922077</id><published>2006-11-11T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:07:02.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lumot na naging ginto pa</title><content type='html'>man. wala akong binagsak. akalain mo. Unboribaboru ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-116330802271922077?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/116330802271922077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=116330802271922077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116330802271922077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116330802271922077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/11/lumot-na-naging-ginto-pa.html' title='lumot na naging ginto pa'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-116330787549177738</id><published>2006-11-11T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:04:35.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i shall eat you</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;puta. I shall eat your bandwidth. I'll eat it with these images.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-116330787549177738?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/116330787549177738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=116330787549177738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116330787549177738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116330787549177738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-shall-eat-you.html' title='i shall eat you'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-116205413615854807</id><published>2006-10-28T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T09:48:56.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the +666 damage build</title><content type='html'>They say humans are more visual than they are auditory, maybe what I really need are read-only materials in order for me to understand perfectly what my instructors are trying to teach. Shit I expect to be on a probationary status this coming semester. I really blew it this time. My study habits (if such exist) aren't working now that I have more difficult and time consuming subjects. WTF. I am going to graduate one sem late because of shit that's going on with me. tsk tsk. Oh well, S.H. Shit Happens. G.G!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My last exam is on monday oct. 30, well assuming I have no removal exams. wala nanaman akong magawa. pwede naman akong mag-revise ng SP Proposal ko pero nakakatamad na talaga tong sem nato. I really miss Baguio, plus I have to go back there because there's a lot of pc tweaking to do. After a week, I have to return to LB because of some gig stuff coming up. Demmit wala nang oras para magprepare. Next sem is going to be pretty darn hard. Di pa ako makapag girlfriend. oh well talaga. G.G. Iniisip ko nalang ngayon i abandona ko muna yung acad, sociocultural, at varsitarian orgs ko para maging soya, pero di ko ata kaya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/4gpfvnn.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sorry, sinasadya ko kasi na maging mabagal ang pag load nitong garbahe blogspot ko. pero wala lang. Ito pala yung +666 build na nachambahan ko. Nakakatuwa e kasi ngayon ko lang nagawa to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-116205413615854807?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/116205413615854807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=116205413615854807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116205413615854807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116205413615854807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/10/666-damage-build.html' title='the +666 damage build'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/4gpfvnn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-116032523254681418</id><published>2006-10-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:33:52.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another try, got 70+ percent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" alt="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/47/27/88/472788_6529291d6292545mnc5m17.jpg" width="500" height="574" 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/12894261-116032523254681418?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/116032523254681418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=116032523254681418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116032523254681418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116032523254681418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-try-got-70-percent.html' title='Another try, got 70+ percent'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-116032492325399102</id><published>2006-10-08T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:28:43.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what thufff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share family photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share family photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/47/26/51/472651_092945b25292542vkhuz17.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can create a better face recognition system than myHeritage.com..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-116032492325399102?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/116032492325399102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=116032492325399102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116032492325399102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/116032492325399102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-thufff.html' title='what thufff...'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-115605588131114671</id><published>2006-08-19T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:38:01.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>www.wikimapia.org</title><content type='html'>Walang wala lang! Nakakatuwa nakita namin ni andrew sa wikimapia.org yung &lt;a href=http://www.wikimapia.org/#y=16404661&amp;x=120575890&amp;z=18&amp;l=0&amp;m=a&gt; bahay namin sa BAGUIO &lt;/a&gt; . hmmm, sa googleearth kaya meron??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.tinypic.com/254wqah.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-115605588131114671?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115605588131114671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=115605588131114671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115605588131114671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115605588131114671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/08/wwwwikimapiaorg.html' title='www.wikimapia.org'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.tinypic.com/254wqah_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-115492522009225688</id><published>2006-08-06T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:33:40.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:px;_height:px; min-height:px; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Male Tekken Character Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jozabad/1038887667_FPicstekkenpaul1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are Paul Phoenix: a hero to some, a pain in the ass to others.  Marshall and Forest Law consider you to be their best friend, but the rest of the Tekken universe can't stand to be anywhere near you.  You're the bull in a china shop -- anything in your way is getting flattened.  If they happen to get out of your way, you're screwed.&lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/jozabad/quizzes/What+Male+Tekken+Character+Are+You%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);"  target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/jozabad/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=18919"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-115492522009225688?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115492522009225688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=115492522009225688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115492522009225688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115492522009225688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/08/wala-lang.html' title='wala lang'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-115363467186306929</id><published>2006-07-22T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T16:51:06.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>org addiction</title><content type='html'>ano na kaya mangyayari sa akin, may bago nanaman akong sinalihan na org. It's called Green Mountain Circle - Cordillera Society. Sis at brod ko dun si Annabelle at Jayson Paul(yung kapatid ng best friend ko nung highschool) na both schoolmates ko sa BCNHS and now in UPLB. Walang wala na ako. Ewan basta mag a active ako sa lahat ng 3, UPLB COSS, UP Jammers' at ito.!!!! Di nako gagaling sa o2Jam dahil dito. At syempre, ubos na pera ko dahil sa pagbayad ng fees and dues, tapos syempre compromised ang acads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero soya lang lahat yun, kasi nakaka fulfill talaga magkaroon ng org. Yun, pagka acceptance rights ko sa GMC-CS nagwalwalan at tamang inom na kami kaagad! Ang saya kasi  ang babait ng mga tao dun. Aplikante palang ako pinapakain nila ako ng masasarap na pagkain, basta ang dami kong natutunan sa kanila. Kaya lang nabubullshit na talaga ako sa CMSC 199 at 190 ko yung steganography shit, pare lasing nako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.tinypic.com/21j264g.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-115363467186306929?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115363467186306929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=115363467186306929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115363467186306929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115363467186306929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/07/org-addiction.html' title='org addiction'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.tinypic.com/21j264g_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-115328218380491238</id><published>2006-07-18T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:09:43.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mama happy birthday July 19-20</title><content type='html'>ano ba ang makkwento ko tungkol sa nanay ko. basta. makulet to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;mama happy birthday! &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. i just remembered something. i think it was when i was 5 years old. July 20 was the date and it was my mom's birthday. I greeted her a happy birthday. then she gave me 20 bucks and said to me that i should keep that 20 bucks for myself. instead i gave it back to my mom and kissed her on the cheeks. shit. the feeling was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another story. i was in grade 1. my brother andrew was grade 2. it all started with an inheritance our lolo dad gave to our mom-&gt; a piece of aluminum foil abundant with small genuine pieces of diamonds. me and my brother took it from our mom's table in the office at Armak motors. we brought it to school. pinaghatian naming 2 yung foil at nilagay ito sa matchbox. come dismissal, nawala ko yung matchbox full o' diamonds ko kasi tinapon ng kaklase ko. pagbalik namin ng bro ko sa office ni mama, pinagtapat ko na nawala ko. printf("hello cruel world"). naranasan ko kung ano ang mga nararanasan ng mga ini initiate na mga fratmen sa uplb. pero walis at belt ang ginamit sakin ni mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another story. elementary days nanaman. nagbabatuhan kami ni kuya andrew nanaman ng unan (pillows if you prefer). tapos tumama yung zipper sa face niya. ayon parang naging samurai x yung mukha niya dahil sa zipper nung pillow. syempre nalaman ni mama. naghabulan kami ni mama sa buong bahay. may daladala siyang walis. ako ginamit kong kalasag (shield) yung folding bed. nagtago ako sa ilalim. tinulak ni mama yung bed, sumunod ako sa bed (nasa ilalim parin). hinila ni mama yung bed., sumunod ako. recursive nangyari yung habulan gamit ang bed. at nagsawa si mama. pinalo palo nalang ako na nakatago sa ilalim ng bed. tapos sabay sinabing ako nalang saktan mo imbis na yung kapatid mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another story. i forgot when it all happened basta prep palang yata ako. nagwrestling kami ng kuya andrew nanaman. but it was one wrestling session i couldn't forget. nabasag ko ang glass cover ng sound system ng bahay gamit ang aking kamao. pagtingin ko sa left hand ko para na siyang pwedeng picturan at ipost sa www.rotten.com kasi sobrang lumalabas na yung buto ng kamay ko. tapos dinala ako nina mama sa ospital. pinatahi nila yung kamay ko. umiyak ako nang umiyak. pero nung binigyan ako ng storck candy ni mama, di na ako umiyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta &lt;h3&gt; ay lab yu mama!! &lt;/h3&gt; at happy birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-115328218380491238?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115328218380491238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=115328218380491238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115328218380491238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115328218380491238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/07/mama-happy-birthday-july-19-20.html' title='mama happy birthday July 19-20'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-115327882046695197</id><published>2006-07-18T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:43:24.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>palaCASan shit</title><content type='html'>wala lang ano ba ang PalaCASan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sports fest joined by several (usually 19)  academic organizations under the College of Arts and Sciences. Andyan yung Soc. of Premeds. MicroSoc. SAMUP. ChemSoc. Chemo. PRISM. ComartsSoc. GeneSoc.  Phileos. CPS. Physika. Socius. SMM. ORSP. Cells. Stats. Symbio.ozooms at iba pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasali kami dito. [UPLB Computer Science Society- UPLB COSS]. naaalala ko lang lahat ng nakaraan na taon namin. dami rin nahakot na awards ng UPLB COSS. yung iba kasing org nag g give up na pag di na makahabol. pero sa palaCASan addict talaga mga COSSitizens. yung naabutan ko [palaCASan 2004] nag 3rd ang COSS sa cheering competition. [BUCASAN]. si JaiLaunio nanalo sa people's choice para sa Mr. PalaCASan. Three (3) consecutive years na champion sa Volleyball. at palaging MVP si PObs! tapos COSS rin ang pinakamalakas nung unang WaCASan ko. daming napanalunan nun sa swimming tsaka track n field. si lando no.1 nanalo sa buzzerbeater. basta. Coolest Org award pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya yun next palaCASan kami naman ang nag-host. kasi kami ang may pinakakayang mag-host nun! masarap mag-host ng palaCASan. soya !! maraming pwedeng macheck-out!!!! bwaha!! pero ako yung naging tagacheck-out ng venues nun. yung head namin nun, si JaymarJayme walang wala puro dota ang alam. kaya ownage uli ang nangyari nung palaCASan2005. dun ako natutong magyosi kasi wala akong makain. ang sakit ng tyan ko, kaya mag yoyosi ako para mawala yung sakit ng tyan. kasi mapupunta sa sakit ng ulo! naalala ko ung tuwing sabado lilinisin namin lahat at patutuyuin yung basang grounds sa pelota para lang mapaglaruan. tapos uulan rin lang ulit. pakshet. naalala ko yungwala man lang nag i initiative para magtayo ng bagong volleyball court. pero soya lang. kaya pagdating ng gabi pagkatapos ng saturday games. uwi nalang kami at mag momoni kasama ang pearl street boys. yun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall champion dapat ang UPLB COSS nung '05 pero since host. wala binigay nalang sa 2nd yung overall -&gt; microsoc. bwaha! pero nung '05 champion uli sa volleyball, top 5 sa basketball sisses at brods! basta sana ngayong palaCASan 2006, ok ule!! oo nga pala first time kong nag cheering!! ok na ok!!! basta ewan walang wala na tong post na to. COSS the BEST !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto kame nung nag pa praktis para sa cheering!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; http://youtube.com/watch?v=xFbJ7tfSYC4 &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto kami mag babatchmate sa COSS o mukang mga bakla ang mga p*ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/20fqalx.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gay pare!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/20fow0o.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tshirt design. nandyan ako sa mga mukha na yan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/20foya9.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nababadtrip sa techie problems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-115327882046695197?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115327882046695197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=115327882046695197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115327882046695197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115327882046695197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/07/palacasan-shit.html' title='palaCASan shit'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1.tinypic.com/20fqalx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12894261.post-115076335201542784</id><published>2006-06-19T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T17:29:12.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Requests for a decent Special Project Topic</title><content type='html'>help me. i'm stuck with only 1 SP topic in my head. It goes something like this: I will build a certain software that optimizes your desktop / laptop computer's capabilites by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCKING &lt;/span&gt;up an adjacent  computer's memory resources, hard disk space, video card capabilites and processor speed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12894261-115076335201542784?l=garbahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115076335201542784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12894261&amp;postID=115076335201542784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115076335201542784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12894261/posts/default/115076335201542784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garbahe.blogspot.com/2006/06/requests-for-decent-special-project_19.html' title='Requests for a decent Special Project Topic'/><author><name>Sisnarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxWVvG4bhIQ/SKqYqGP-ujI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fUxuM5oagLE/S220/DSC-1622.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
