<?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-6371652727933082005</id><updated>2011-09-01T00:58:59.307+08:00</updated><category term='sembreak'/><category term='sanity'/><category term='biased livejournalist'/><category term='TV'/><category term='WTFs'/><category term='photography'/><category term='blabs'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='kites'/><category term='Actors'/><category term='Films'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='music'/><category term='no labels for now'/><category term='school'/><category term='the not so self-centered she'/><category term='rain'/><category term='summer'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='credits'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='schools'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Bye-NOTs'/><category term='health'/><category term='love'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='soldier'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Kite Flying Day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3246091358878845275</id><published>2008-12-19T10:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:33:19.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Get Busy With The Fizz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I could just sleep for the whole Decembreak, so I could stay awake for the rest of sem; I'll grab the opportunity so I won't have lots of problems staying up during the wee hours making piles and piles of paperworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning Everyone! Just woke up from my 12 hours of straight sleep. :]  If you're wondering what I've been up to lately, well then you might find the answers here on this single post alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not the same busy bee that I was last sem.  Of course, of course I kinda like it that way not only because the power of allotting my spare time for some things is just within my grasp; but  because I'm getting high grades by just relaxing and by just being my carefree self.  Call me wierd, but I have the capacity of functioning well by just what? Keeping my eyes close?! haha, Ok so I may be exaggerating a bit, but I hope you do get the message clearly now. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, we just had our NAT (Nursing Aptitude Test) a.k.a Battery Exam last Sunday (12/14/08) wherein we headed to Aliw Theater afterwards to watch Ang Tatlong Kwento ni Lola Basyang and goof around the crowded place of Star City.  Some said that the BatExam was hard, some said it was easy.  I say, I was lucky enough to finish the whole exam with a few (and when I say few, I really mean it) specs of certainty because I know a lot who didn't manage to finish the whole exam because of time constraints.  I just hope that we'll all be able to save a slot for ourselves on Class of 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'kay, so I admit forgetting about the entire blog scene for a while.  I dunno but I guess I was too much of becoming a school girl lately.  But not because I'm turning myself into a kickass-geeky-grade-conscious-nerd wannabe, but because I'm always looking forward hanging out with all my kickass friends.  And just so you know, this will be the last time that we'll be able to choose our blockmates so we're seizing every moment and making the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I was about to go to Arriba Fest yesterday.  Not that I wanna see Christian Bautista sing his heart out with cheesy melodramatic songs, but I wanna see Taken by Cars rock the serene streets of Intramuros. :]  That was the original plan.  But unfortunately, Zab and I got lazy at the end of the day so we just headed right home and slept the whole night away.  Popping regrets as I play December 2 Chapter VII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll end this post now.  Happy Holidays Everyone! :]&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/6371652727933082005-3246091358878845275?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3246091358878845275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3246091358878845275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3246091358878845275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3246091358878845275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/12/get-busy-with-fizz.html' title='Get Busy With The Fizz'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-2342993346857882999</id><published>2008-11-28T01:22:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:21:25.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no labels for now'/><title type='text'>"Gaga! Walang Apple na Orange."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...that is according to our professor in Logic after hearing Abel stating &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange &lt;/span&gt;as one of the characteristics of an apple.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just started our PHC-2 last Tuesday, 11/25/08 -that is.  And boy I tell you, PHC-2's one hell of a boring subject.  My blah blah's and yada yada's won't be enough for the illustration of the monotonous discussion of CHN bags and appointment of Spot Mappers on our first day in this canvass a.k.a as my, well, my blog.  I really don't know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if I desire &lt;/span&gt;to be excited or giddy upon knowing that our 11 days of community service in Talisay or Tanauan, Batangas will take place two weeks from now.  But I do am pretty sure that it will only account me a diagnosis of  cephalalgia  (headache) in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, UDD's clockwork is such an ass for pinpointing my current situation as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In the confines of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've been given the notice to sail with my doubts&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful something had caused me to muse over something that seems to be shadows that are deteriorating my sanity.&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/6371652727933082005-2342993346857882999?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/2342993346857882999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=2342993346857882999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2342993346857882999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2342993346857882999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/11/gaga-walang-apple-na-orange.html' title='&quot;Gaga! Walang Apple na Orange.&quot;'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-6966566847390085862</id><published>2008-11-09T14:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:51:22.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Killing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this is how it feels like not to be having much classes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yet &lt;/span&gt;on your 2nd semester of being a sophie, huh? :]  Considering the fact that I have a 3 unit PolSci subject mentored by a horn dog guy professor ala Senator Mirriam Defensor Santiago; It kills to know that I've been looking forward politics nowadays.  haha. That professor is nuts, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got the link  for this &lt;a href="http://blog.esaba.com/projects/facts/"&gt;random fact generator&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://cutreenuh.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Catreenuh&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy! &lt;a href="http://blog.esaba.com/projects/facts/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The      word 'Kill' was invented by Ayee. Other words were 'Die', 'Beer', and      'What'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayee      was once in a knife fight, and the knife lost.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On her      birthday, Ayee randomly selects one lucky child to be thrown into the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everybody      loves Raymond. Except Ayee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some      people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears Ayee pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayee was originally offered the role as Frodo in Lord of the Rings. She declined because, "Only a pussy would need three movies to destroy a piece of jewelery."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bill      Gates lives in constant fear that Ayee's PC will crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayee invented black. In fact, she invented the entire spectrum of visible light. Except pink. Tom Cruise invented pink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The      Bible was originally titled "Ayee and Friends" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What      was going through the minds of all of Ayee's victims before they died? Her      shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-6966566847390085862?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/6966566847390085862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=6966566847390085862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/6966566847390085862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/6966566847390085862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/11/killing-time.html' title='Killing Time'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-2531572092051365786</id><published>2008-10-30T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:54:39.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the not so self-centered she'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Questioning my Introspection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Morning's at 3pm, followed by lunch at 4.  My body clock had seemed to shift ever since sembreak started.  Whatever happened to sleep definitely being a blessing, contrary to our whines during school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm at the midst of ecstasy not until I learned that school's pretty much nearing again.  I only got 3-4 days left for me to relax, to unwind and to seize before being bombarded again by a pretty much heavier task this time, PHC-2.  Oh crap. Humor has it, that  our batch will be having our community service in Batangas this time.  I just don't know how credible that statement was though.  Just because it came from Mr. CC himself, doesn't mean its reliable enough to embrace anxiety.  But who knows?  I really hope Dean B would finally made up her mind regarding such, cause travelling from Cavite to Manila to Cavite and to Manila again (4 travelling in one day), would be frustrating for me cause I won't be staying in a dorm. Seriously, I don't wanna go back to school yet (who wanna by the way?), I'm not ready yet.   I'm sure regrets will eventually pop next week as sleep taken for granted's the limelight for 3 weeks already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a lot has happened recently and to tell you the truth, I really am not into my blogging hype nowadays.  So just for the sake of posting, allow my random thoughts to flow through yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been reading my Phil. Lit textbook.  Honestly, I've been missing that SOAB professor, Meal.  It's really nice having him around.  Through him I've enhanced my I heart literature awareness, thank you sir!  And through him, oh I must add, the asshole in me  rated itself 8 in a scale of 10. Getting a 1.75  from a SOAB  like him felt like a privilege to think that most of my classmates got downright low low grades on him, and the highest so far is 1.5 if I'm not mistaken.  Not bad, eh?  Despite the fact that it's really low (let's face it), it still is something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifting you away from my egotistic ranting, one of my favorites among various we've discussed was the very heartfelt &lt;a href="http://www.sushidog.com/bpss/stories/stars.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Dead Stars&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paz Marquez Benitez&lt;/span&gt;.  Another is the very clever &lt;a href="http://upreplib.tripod.com/three_rats.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Three Rats&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wilfrido Ma.         Guerrero&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;And lastly, Breathe by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alessandra G.L. Gonzales&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The trick is to keep breathing."  He looked at me and smiled with his blue eyes and crooked teeth.  I would see his face and sing his favorite Garbage song in my head long after he disappeared into the gale of people catching flights to who-knows-where."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must tell you that Breathe doesn't really ranked to be one of the best stories I've read so far though, but there's something in it that makes it really special.  The story is about two individuals from different sides of the world who've met, just like any other cyberpunks here (including myself, lol), well in the internet.  Given two characters of different sex will already give you a clue of a cyberlove relationship, in which they've somehow decided to make it real by meeting each other personally.  But just like any other unhappily ever after stories, both wasn't given a chance to continue their love affair due to race and geographical differences despite their love and effort of doing so.  As a result, the only option left for them to do is well, just like in the &lt;a href="http://www.garbage.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Garbage&lt;/a&gt;'s song, to keep breathing or to move on and continue living (just in case you still can't get it, no offense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Regardless of how smooth everything  is going; every relationship has its own flaws, they say. The trick is to keep breathing.  How it makes me wonder. Will I be humming to the same tune in the end?&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/6371652727933082005-2531572092051365786?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/2531572092051365786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=2531572092051365786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2531572092051365786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2531572092051365786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/10/questioning-my-introspection.html' title='Questioning my Introspection'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-5731131237164131768</id><published>2008-10-19T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:22:42.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the not so self-centered she'/><title type='text'>Core</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SPtIUUC7TfI/AAAAAAAAACg/PfiVw3YYAYI/s1600-h/ayeeeeeeeee+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SPtIUUC7TfI/AAAAAAAAACg/PfiVw3YYAYI/s400/ayeeeeeeeee+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258876503700753906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt; LOVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music,   photography,   graphics,     vintage,&lt;br /&gt;film, art, documentaries, fashion, writing,&lt;br /&gt;science,  literature, books,  small wonders,&lt;br /&gt;colors, food, photo    manipulations, parties&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zaaaaab&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-5731131237164131768?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/5731131237164131768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=5731131237164131768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/5731131237164131768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/5731131237164131768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/10/core.html' title='Core'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SPtIUUC7TfI/AAAAAAAAACg/PfiVw3YYAYI/s72-c/ayeeeeeeeee+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-121471271656957170</id><published>2008-10-14T02:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:12:53.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I'm a Self-Confessed Music Buff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SPOctsplj4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/B2KFBBS4MMU/s1600-h/music.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SPOctsplj4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/B2KFBBS4MMU/s400/music.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256717498965135234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more &lt;a href="http://aileenjacildo.multiply.com/photos/album/7/Music_Buff" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-121471271656957170?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/121471271656957170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=121471271656957170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/121471271656957170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/121471271656957170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-self-confessed-music-buff.html' title='I&apos;m a Self-Confessed Music Buff'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SPOctsplj4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/B2KFBBS4MMU/s72-c/music.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-8058088454507682383</id><published>2008-10-11T22:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:17:23.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>P4B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the Statistics exam yesterday, we decided to hang out for a while somewhere cause going home wasn't such a good idea by then.   Our original plan was to eat in Ice Monster talaga, but since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamber&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://uninterestingstuffs.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here*&lt;/a&gt; backed out (as he's going to meet with his friends pala);  we decided to dine in YC na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trio comprises of me, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/34572186" target="_blank"&gt;RI&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/53106494" target="_blank"&gt;Dex&lt;/a&gt;.  And I tell you, it was such a night even if &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/cybillpardo" target="_blank"&gt;Cy&lt;/a&gt; wasn't there (though it will be a lot more fun having her around).   So yeah, we just bummed while waiting for our order and when it did finally arrived; the waiter said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pizza for Bob!&lt;/span&gt;".  HAHA!  Stupid Dex.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Idamay ba naman si Bob na walang kamalay-malay&lt;/span&gt;.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation had lead to topics of all sorts.  There was a time when we talked about Pong Escobal of San Beda Red Lions.  He told me that he's in PBA already and he'll be playing for Talk 'n Text this season.  Minutes later, we saw Gabo Lanete, along with his other friends,  walked pass our table.  Chances of Dex knowing them are quiet high cause he's also a player, so they bid each other their hello's.  It is just then that I've realized Gabo being with the other SBC players which are Gamalinda, others I'm not familiar with, and guess who?!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PONG ESCOBAL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;Shoot there! I almost choke upon seeing him, really (I was drinking soda kasi when he climbed up).  Haha I just hate Dex for telling Pong, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"Pinag-uusapan ka lang namin kanina ah!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  *cringe.  Thank God, I didn't let out a squeal. :P  But mind you, I don't like Pong Escobal anymore.   Uhh, ok at least not as much as I like him before. :]]  He's not much of a hottie anymore than the first time I saw him play on court.  Forgive my very girly tendencies of spotting a *ehem. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went home with big smiles on our faces.  I will surely miss my college friends.  But then again nothing compares to the sight of a banner that says, "It's official.  Sembreak's finally here!"; then actually feeling it afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!~&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/6371652727933082005-8058088454507682383?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/8058088454507682383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=8058088454507682383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8058088454507682383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8058088454507682383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/10/p4b.html' title='P4B'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-7904769038711478579</id><published>2008-09-30T09:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:24:38.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no labels for now'/><title type='text'>F! the System</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9-o-five in the morning. My class supposedly starts at 3 pm today but since our group held the meeting at exactly 8 in the morning, off I went to school 2 hours advance (I'm from Cavite, duh?) the call time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone ballistic at around 7:30am upon knowing that the meeting was moved to 10. WTF?! Nice way to compensate 4 hours of disturbed sleep bitches. Seriously, I can't seem to find the right words to describe what I'm feeling right now. I feel faint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm in my school's e-lib, typing my thoughts away (awaaaay). I might pass any time now. Please make yourself productive this time, monitor my wristwatch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, never mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The second hand just stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-7904769038711478579?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/7904769038711478579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=7904769038711478579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7904769038711478579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7904769038711478579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/f-system.html' title='F! the System'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-460514715739875300</id><published>2008-09-29T16:23:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:34:35.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>implanted beads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SOCQnD0rVCI/AAAAAAAAABw/je1Fzlhh6i4/s1600-h/P1100560+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SOCQnD0rVCI/AAAAAAAAABw/je1Fzlhh6i4/s320/P1100560+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251356166229546018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;She enjoys all sorts of little pleasures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;putting her hand in a bag of seeds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;piercing the crust of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;crème brûlée with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tip of a spoon, and playing with ducks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and drakes on the Saint-Martin-canal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(The Fabulous Destiny of Amélie Poulain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;PHOTOGRAPHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;PHOTO MANIPULATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© aileenjacildo&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/6371652727933082005-460514715739875300?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/460514715739875300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=460514715739875300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/460514715739875300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/460514715739875300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/implanted-beads.html' title='implanted beads'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SOCQnD0rVCI/AAAAAAAAABw/je1Fzlhh6i4/s72-c/P1100560+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-8839388057895823732</id><published>2008-09-29T00:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:55:36.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>2nd --&gt; Last ACAD ranting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sleep deprivation's a status quo.  However, my load's been lightened by two steps somehow by surpassing Dante's 9th circle of hell.  Sembreak's nearing, question is:  Is it within my grasp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;What I've done (for the past few weeks):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Toeic Exam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eng2: Final Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Literature: PETA's Batang Rizal (play)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;History: Individual Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anatomy: Final Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anatomy: Missed Quizzes &amp;amp; Lab Reports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE: Health History Revised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE: Norms &amp;amp; Standards Draft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE: Problem Identification Draft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE: Health Care Process Draft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE:  Dummy Cases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special Midterm Exam (History)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special Midterm  Exam(Statistics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special Midterm Exam(Anatomy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Quizzes, Quizzes, Quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Things to be done (this week):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eng2: Thesis Writing (Final Output:Chapters 1, 2, 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Literature:  Final Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PHC-1: Quizzes, Final Departmental Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;History: Quizzes &amp;amp; Final Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Statistics:  Report, Quizzes, Final Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anatomy:  Final Departmental Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE: Final Output (Health Hx, PA Results, Norms &amp;amp; Standards, Prob Id, Pro Prio,  HCP, Teaching Care plan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE:  Retake Return Demonstration on Physical Assessment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RLE: Roleplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;NOW PLAYING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcoats &amp;amp; Heartbeats&lt;br /&gt;(Up Dharma Down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-8839388057895823732?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/8839388057895823732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=8839388057895823732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8839388057895823732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8839388057895823732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-to-last-acad-rant.html' title='2nd --&gt; Last ACAD ranting'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-4990654316556019729</id><published>2008-09-12T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:02:26.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Back to Sanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back to my sane self now.  I couldn't believe at first that I'm suffering from tremendous mood swings, personality change, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIGHT HEADEDNESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(On a high by Dunkan Sheik playing here, lol)&lt;/span&gt;, yada yada for the past few days (right after being hospitalized, yo).  Yup guys, you heard it right.  I'm actually suffering mood swings, TREMENDOUS mood swings, lately; and of course I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;literally on a high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (that explains my having a world of my own lately)  during those times, no seriously.  Thanks to high dosages of &lt;em&gt;Metronidazole, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciprofloxacin, and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maalox,&lt;/em&gt; the doctor had prescribed to me (think 500g of metronidazole &amp;amp; maalox, 3x a day for 5 days and 1000g of Ciprofloxacin 1x a day for 5 days)--Boy, I'm getting nuts.  It is just then that I've realized what &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;/span&gt; did happened.  Just right after I've experienced going to school, again.  Shoot there!  Imagine, losing your trail of thought for 5 days.  Grabe lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm back.  Medications have stopped, and I've missed out a lot lately.  Most esp. on  PHC-1 and RLE .  shoot shoot shoot!  It is just then that I've realized that what I've done in my health history is a total failure (I'm doomed).  It is just yesterday that I've learned how to do the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PROPER WAY&lt;/span&gt; of doing such paper works (Health history, norms &amp;amp; standards, blah blah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry guys, I'm ok now.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to embrace &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIME MANAGEMENT&lt;/span&gt; properly.&lt;br /&gt;(For Nursing students out there, I tell you; my health perception and coping &amp;amp; stress mechanisms have totally transformed ;p)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be inactive for a while. Bye.&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-4990654316556019729?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/4990654316556019729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=4990654316556019729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4990654316556019729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4990654316556019729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-sanity.html' title='Back to Sanity'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-1499665386019988675</id><published>2008-09-08T21:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:06:48.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dang there, what a post! Did you just see what I've written earlier? haha!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I sounded like a total klutz!  &lt;/span&gt;Well anyway, pardon me for being emotional there.  I'm just having problems with myself ever since I got out of the hospital.  I've been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;very very very moody&lt;/span&gt; ever since.  I never thought I'll unearth my personal issues (course) here.  It has been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;an issue of a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for me, if you'll ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm back to my sane self now&lt;/span&gt;.  Or so I thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;/span&gt;,  I talked with &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/5913046"&gt;Nat&lt;/a&gt; a while ago about my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sentiments"&lt;/span&gt; with my shifting courses.  Don't I just miss the guy?  He's been my HS friend and for the 411 people, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he always know how much I wanted to be a CA student&lt;/span&gt;.  Nostalgia man.   He got the chance to follow his heart though, and I got left behind with my "nursing" career. haha!  But it's alright, I told you I'm ok now. lol  I just hope that he'll be successful in the future.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As for me, I hope I'll be able to survive, what, everything?! haha!&lt;/span&gt;  And oh, I also remember the times when we used to jam everyday in school.  I rarely hold the guitar now.  I miss highschool, I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened recently, and this is one of the worst I've ever been because I've missed a lot of requirements.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the bright side&lt;/span&gt;, this whole hospitalization scene has also done me good.  I got the chance to relate all our lessons with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"real thing"&lt;/span&gt;, haha! No really, it is just then that I've realized the connection in all the nursing process, NCP's, return demonstrations, blah blah. And I'm taking this as an advantage in our class, seriously.  xp  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;On the brighter side&lt;/span&gt;, I got the chance to bond with my HS friends, my family, my bf, and I got the chance to rediscover myself again.  Lastly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;on the brightest side&lt;/span&gt;, I got all the rest I once wanted.  Phew. :]  I miss my college friends already.  I can't wait to see them tomorrow. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you just hear the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;happy tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of this post?&lt;br /&gt;I told you I was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;ing. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT 09/12/08]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was (PMSing, that is), but boy I'm not. xp &lt;br /&gt;Read my latest post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-1499665386019988675?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/1499665386019988675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=1499665386019988675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/1499665386019988675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/1499665386019988675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3816476906131665111</id><published>2008-09-08T15:33:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:48:39.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no labels for now'/><title type='text'>Missing my Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ll blog today.  No one can stop me, no not anatomy; not even RLE.&lt;br /&gt;I’m breaking the rules today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m currently listening to my Taken by Cars CD; deciphering every word of it.  I just realized that it’s been so long since I bought this from AA. But still I fail to open its inlay (except for the times when I’m making a movie presentation on history) because of my hectic sched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to Marilyn Manson’s, “I don’t like the drugs (but the drugs like me)”; I can say that I love Nursing; it’s just Nursing who don’t love me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole hospitalization thing has prompted me to stay and rest for weeks now.  And I’ve been doing good since the first day I caught the fever (right after my physical assessment return demonstration, health history, etc.) that triggered the hiding typhoid in me.  If you’re a nursing student, you’ll probably know that my coping and stress mechanisms are oh-so-low.   Or is it just the nursing demands that are killing me.  Or maybe, just maybe, it’s just me who’s really not for nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my confinement, surprisingly, my mother has told me that she’s been seeing me as an artist ever since.  According to her, art has really been my forte and it’s just whoever (my father and aunts) who forces me to take up nursing.  Although, I can say, that I’m also doing good on the academics, most preferably the sciences; I can tell that the right hemisphere of my brain is better than the left.  She really wants me to take up multimedia arts or communication arts, my dream course.  The course I’ve purposely chose to betray before.  The course I’ve been wanting and dying to live in, but purposely chose to betray before.  The course I’ve passed on my dream university, but purposely chose to betray before.  The course I’ve fought for, but purposely chose to betray before.  The course I’ve fought for, and won over, but purposely chose to betray before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It saddens me to know, that it’s just now that I’ve realized that I’m not happy with my nursing life.  That I thought I was, but I never were.  Two years have passed when I cast the verdict of taking up nursing as my career.  And for the past two years, I still haven’t met anyone in our school who share the same interests with me. It saddens me to know, that it is just now that myself has been unravelling itself to me, again.  It saddens me to know, that I’ve lost myself; that the real Ayee in me has been long forgotten because of the nursing prerequisites.  Sir Meal’s (my literature professor) right, we’re being trained as robots.  It’s as if I was the teacher on, "Why the English Teacher died on Christmas Day"—I’m on a struggle.  A man vs. man conflict in which no one wants to get involved with.  It saddens me to know, that I still don’t have the guts to shift courses.  Here I go disappointing myself for the nth time.  Time flies when you’re in my shoes.  I just hope this won’t happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be back schooling tomorrow, and as expected; I’ll be back to my old routine.    I still don’t know when I will be back to my sane self though.  How I wish its sembreak already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital is my happy place; but not as a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok now, I just need to vent this all out of my system.  Pardon me, I've haven't fully recovered from my amoebiasis yet.&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/6371652727933082005-3816476906131665111?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3816476906131665111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3816476906131665111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3816476906131665111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3816476906131665111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-my-heartbeat.html' title='Missing my Heartbeat'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3639868966934250798</id><published>2008-09-05T15:29:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:40:09.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>in a dash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just came back from the hospital, omg. omg.  Got lots of good things to say here, but i can't seem to find the right time to do it before~darn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;eight&lt;/span&gt;.  Ok so since I've missed &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;5 days of my oh-so-precious classes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;3 midterm exams,  hours to do piles and piles of paper works&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;imaginary numbers of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;, seatworks and whatnots&lt;/span&gt;; a little blogging won't hurt I guess, yes? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, the main culprit for my being hospitalized (for the first time, note there) is the three-lettered&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; shit &lt;/span&gt;spelled as R.L.E.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Courtesy to  non-med readers who are reading this right now, chances of  you not knowing what Related Learning Experience  a.k.a. RLE are quiet high, so I'll tell you not to mind it anymore cause I'm pretty sure you don't wanna go see hell yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not now&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; don't you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I was saying that RLE triggered the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;typhoid cells in me&lt;/span&gt; to sprung out of their system (I'm quiet a fan of R.Papa foods kasi, haha) and give me viola- thypoid fever, tonsilitis, &amp;amp; amoeba bacteria.  That bitch! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just saw in MTV (for the love of God, its been weeks/months since I last got hold of the remote control, thanks RLE you're so effing great) that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Sugarfree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;got a new song! Wooo, it simply means that they already have their 4th album lurking around, omg omg!  I'll grab a copy of their new album as soon as I confirm it.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stupid me for not knowing this, its as if committing blasphemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean to sound like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt; here, i'll do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one crappy post, i know.&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/6371652727933082005-3639868966934250798?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3639868966934250798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3639868966934250798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3639868966934250798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3639868966934250798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-dash.html' title='in a dash'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-790708375839957749</id><published>2008-07-28T12:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:10:33.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Monday Grief No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So glad to have a rest day today!  And when I say rest day, I really do mean it.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a while &lt;/span&gt;since my sched wasn't&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; filled with stuff that drains my brain cells out&lt;/span&gt;.  Uh well, there is one though, but since I still don't have module 11, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let's not talk about it &lt;/span&gt;here m'kay?  Ahh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;here comes the sun&lt;/span&gt; for people&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; who don't have Monday classes like me&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wooters!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;atdogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're (atdogs feat. Tots?:  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/8793442"&gt;Yel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/19133123"&gt;Jiah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/4727731"&gt;Alenel&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; Tots?) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to meet at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Trinoma&lt;/span&gt;  today.  But since they all have their personal reasons on canceling such marvelous trip (haha), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;we'll have it next time around na lang&lt;/span&gt;; probably when &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/13767068"&gt;Gel&lt;/a&gt;'s here na from UK which is a mere month away.  And by that, I hope Nel can still make it before going home to Dubai.  Though impossible, I still hope we can ALL get together this year.  :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have heard this over the news:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEU&lt;/span&gt;'s star forward &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mac Baracael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was shot &lt;/span&gt;last Thursday in front of&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.Papa's gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at around &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;9-ish in the evening&lt;/span&gt;.  A lot of information was revealed to me by a senior player friend of mine, but I choose not to type away the details here anymore.  Basta,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; the motive was to kill&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEU rookie&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Kave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is feared to go back home in his hometown, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Papua New Guinea&lt;/span&gt; because of the said incident.   According to my friend who personally know Robert, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his parents already sent him plane tickets&lt;/span&gt; upon knowing that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt;, together with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Cabagnot&lt;/span&gt;, were the ones with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Baracael&lt;/span&gt; during the incident.  I really pity Robert cause he's such a good player on court.  But despite everything,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEU Tamaraws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still managed to beat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UE Warriors&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday with a standing of 4-1 losing over &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LaSalle&lt;/span&gt;.  Not bad, eh? :]  As for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADMU&lt;/span&gt;, 5-0 is a &lt;u&gt;woot&lt;/u&gt;!  I'm still rooting for ADMU in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;||EDIT}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, the much anticipated &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;NCAA Season 84's&lt;/span&gt; 1st battle between &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letran Knights&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;San Beda Red Lions&lt;/span&gt; will land on Wednesday at Cuneta Astrodome, 4:00pm onwards.  I am both a fan of  these two different teams.  But even though &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone's rooting for SBC Red Lions &lt;/span&gt;(needless to say, everyone &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cussing&lt;/span&gt; Letran), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my heart still belongs to the CSJL Knights&lt;/span&gt;.  I can't wait to see if Letran will still remain &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;undefeated&lt;/span&gt; (6-0) after its first encounter with San Beda (4-2) on Wednesday.  How I wish I can still watch it live with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Zab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sitting on the Patron seat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without me&lt;/span&gt;! Hmmp.  Damn PHC-1, I find no excuse on cutting classes.  And to think that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be beside Cuneta Astrodome doing star floats and back strokes&lt;/span&gt; during the noon time, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;crushes&lt;/span&gt; my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; heart&lt;/span&gt; to hear the drum beats and cheers echoing and reverberating over the place.  huhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;  Arriba Letran&lt;/span&gt;!  And oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really really really wanna see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Pong Escobal&lt;/span&gt;!  If in case San Beda will win on Wednesday (I'm not saying that Letran is a sure win either, for moronic war freaks out there),  its oh-so-alright with me.  Anything for you, Pong. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;||/EDIT}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iii.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinemalaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I told you, my dear&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinemalaya_Independent_Film_Festival"&gt; Cinemalaya&lt;/a&gt;, that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll meet again&lt;/span&gt; this year, yes?  Yes.  2 weeks ago, some of my beloved HS friends and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;have been planning&lt;/span&gt; to go to Cinemalaya supposedly after my RLE class where everyone of us are available.  But due to the suspension of classes, to no avail, Zab and I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; spontaneously &lt;/span&gt;headed to CCP for  the&lt;a href="http://supreme.ph/2008/07/07/cinemalaya-2008-complete-schedule/"&gt; Cinemalaya screenings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn between &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;ShortsB&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Boses&lt;/span&gt;, we choose to watch the 2nd group of short films which includes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;HULING BIKTIMA, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;MY PET&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;PANGGARIS&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; TRAILS OF WATER&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; TUTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  But since the tickets for the former were merely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;SOLD OUT&lt;/span&gt;, we have no choice but to watch the latter instead.  And OMG, Boses &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is definitely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a very inspiring and heart-warming story concerning child abuse which made Loren Legarda, who's right behind us, laugh and sulk at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;We got lucky because the casts were there too.  To think that Ricky Davao is in front of us and the writers were sitting beside us, we feel so privileged (haha, pathetic).  And oh yeah, the mentor in the film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really looks &lt;/span&gt;like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sir Angel&lt;/span&gt;, my Prof in History.  They have a lot in common, I must say, from the looks to being &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;effeminate&lt;/span&gt;, and to being &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUBBORN&lt;/span&gt;. haha.  I was really curious if he really is Sir Angel not until I saw his name in the credits part.  My, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;they are each other's carbon copy&lt;/span&gt;, could you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't get the chance to watch the other films.  Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm still looking forward to Cinemalaya 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and by that time, I wish, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my schedule won't be as loaded as it is now&lt;/span&gt;.  And oh yeah, I wish ABC 5 will screen last year's entry na cause I'm sick of watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tulad ng Dati&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saan ba nagtatago si Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; over and over again. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; birthdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title, as it is.  :P  Here goes the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; bullet-ing&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the odds of making it a gerrund&lt;/span&gt;). haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/7138320"&gt;Athena&lt;/a&gt;'s debut was celebrated July 19, two Saturdays ago, at the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.theorchardgolf.com/"&gt;Orchard Golf and Country Club&lt;/a&gt;.  On the same day, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; we nearly gone nuts &lt;/span&gt;because it was also  our Prelim exams for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History, Statistics, &amp;amp; Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;.  By now, I hope everyone of you knows that almost all of my dismissal was set 9 in the evening.  So yeah, I finished answering Anatomy at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;8:30pm&lt;/span&gt;, and arrived home at around &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;9:30ish&lt;/span&gt;.  Paved way at around &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;, and arrived &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;10:30pm&lt;/span&gt;.  I didn't get the chance to be at the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 18 candles&lt;/span&gt; (which I was first in the list pa naman daw) cause I was late.  But despite the busy sched, I still managed to be there for  her, right?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  The effort man, the effort&lt;/span&gt;. :p haha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To my lecture #3, Belated Happy Birthday to you.&lt;/span&gt; You're little &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tears of endearment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shall be replaced&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;roaring tunes&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/boyelroy"&gt;Boy Elroy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*coughs*&lt;/span&gt; of course, the presence of me. Hmmmm?!?! &lt;u&gt;We're two of no kind, my friend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love you loves&lt;/span&gt;! :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Father's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 54th &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday.  He just got back from La Carlota last Friday and actually, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we really thought that he won't be home for his birthday&lt;/span&gt;.  But anyway, since all of us have our classes/works on Saturday, we celebrated his birthday yesterday in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Max's &lt;/span&gt;instead.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  I really love him so much&lt;/span&gt;, making me a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tatay's girl&lt;/span&gt;, really.  Nowadays, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I've noticed myself to be more family-oriented than I was before&lt;/span&gt;.  But then, that's another story.  I really hope&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; God &lt;/span&gt;will guide us always. :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/nhelya"&gt;Nhil&lt;/a&gt; (Leonilee), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;, will be celebrating her debut with her&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;psychedelic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;motif this Sunday.  She's been bugging me for weeks now, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I always tell her that I won't be able to attend her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;partaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. lol  Her birthday is really supposed to be on Saturday, but since I have Anatomy class on Saturdays (9 pm dismissal again), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she moved it to Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.  She told me that I was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;main reason&lt;/span&gt; why she did that, and since then, I've been pulling jokes on her. xp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;v. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;life's a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; bong bong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if you're familiar with the Pasalubong store in the Visayas which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bong Bong's&lt;/span&gt;.   Well if you, by one day, traveled from let's say Bacolod to Manila; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll notice that almost everyone you'll see have Bong Bong's boxes with them&lt;/span&gt;.  This&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; blue&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt; colored boxes consists mostly of the ever so famous piyayas, butterscotches, garlic sticks, otaps and other delicacies.  Just recently, I heard in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Bubble Gang&lt;/span&gt; Michael V's segment entitled,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sumbong Sumbong kay Bonggang Bonggang Bong-Bong&lt;/span&gt;.  Now why am I telling you this?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Actually I find no connection at all&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It just reminds me of someone I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;used to hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, no scratch that --used to hate is an understatement, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;loathe is the better word&lt;/span&gt;.  To that bitch, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;if you don't wanna be sumbong sumbong to bonggang bonggang bong bong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;stop bitching&lt;/span&gt; na m'kay?  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're sooo sick and tired of your crazy and annoying hubbubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;vi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blogger&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so he's not the guy who's in for some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;serious blogging&lt;/span&gt;.  But since his prof asked them to use all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;HTML &amp;amp; CSS&lt;/span&gt; knowledge they've discussed,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; a blog is expected of them as project&lt;/span&gt;.  I helped him of course with the coding, and he just modified it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to make it look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;prettier &lt;/span&gt;(yuck, so bakla haha).  So yeah, go visit his blog &lt;a href="http://princezabniayee.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It'll probably be his first and last post. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;NOW PLAYING: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Sugarfree's Talaarawan&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/6371652727933082005-790708375839957749?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/790708375839957749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=790708375839957749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/790708375839957749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/790708375839957749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-grief-no-more.html' title='Monday Grief No More'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-753679281084808431</id><published>2008-07-14T14:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:11:25.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Barely Visible Deep Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1:45 PM, I woke up in a Monday&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; "afternoon"&lt;/span&gt; (if that's what you wanna call it).  Contrary to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; waking up late, allow me to please say &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Good Morning"&lt;/span&gt; to you still cause it wouldn't be realistic anymore for people coined as &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;BAGONG GISING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Good Morning Star shine, the Earth says hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Is it raining in your side of the world too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I last saw the trees sway like this.  And base from what I am seeing, I can say, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is no doubt&lt;/span&gt; a typhoon ---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or so I thought&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;See how ironic things are?&lt;/span&gt;  Anyway, I just wanted to share a couple of things before I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've totally butchered my very 1st return demonstration on vital signs.  Why?  I caught myself a fever 2-3 days before my actual retdem, and the after shock is that I lost my voice.  You wouldn't wanna know that in the draw lots, I've picked the paper saying number 1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*must not grit teeth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; And I bet you know what happens to the firsts one in the group, eh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;THEY'RE BEING LURED AS BAITS.&lt;/span&gt;  My already miserable fate even got worse when the C.I. teases me about my already cranky voice.  For the sake of being considerate, she didn't know that I've already lost it not until I've told her.  Distracted as I am, I've encountered the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;state of being mentally blocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; for the first time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;.  But good thing for me cause I did well on hand washing, and luckily, I'd still passed Vital Signs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prelims this week. Good God Gracious.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;How can I balance my time with all the loads I'm holding into?&lt;/span&gt; --plus the extracurricular activities (haha) I'm about to grasp this week (Don't fret Cinemalaya, we'll meet again this year).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;The Extras&lt;/span&gt;:   Cinemalaya 2008, Athena's debut, after school shindigs, UAAP, NCAA and whatnots.  Despite my lovely sched, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll still  make room for this lovies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sushidog.com/bpss/stories/stars.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Dead Stars&lt;/a&gt; by Paz Marquez Benitez saddens me so much.  Its a very beautiful story, definitely a must read.  It made me decipher &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/and3ng/music/3EtAFNOG/barbie_almalbis_stars/" target="_blank"&gt;Hungry Young Poets' Stars&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So all these years--since when?--He had been seeing the light of dead stars, long extinguished, yet seemingly still in their appointed places in the heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ka-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;pow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week for me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-753679281084808431?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/753679281084808431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=753679281084808431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/753679281084808431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/753679281084808431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/07/i.html' title='Barely Visible Deep Thoughts'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-7877741904813548783</id><published>2008-07-07T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:49:10.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye-NOTs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Fluffy Platoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teh&lt;/span&gt; dathe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;411&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/span&gt;  Rest Day, review coverage for the week.  Buy RLE equips again.  Unfortunately, I haven't accomplished a lot of goals today. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;  Swimming, Quizzes: Eng, Lit, PHC-1; andthen again, review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Activities 1-7 History, as usual, self-study then quiz; Finish Skeletal system Anatomy, Review, Practice Retdem, Cram :) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the odds of including cramming in the list, lol)&lt;/span&gt;, get RLE uniform which is due last friday pa dapat! damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Return Demonstration: Handwashing &amp;amp; Vital Signs (having a hard time getting the palpatory rate, I can hardly feel the pulse really, tsk.  Korotkoff sound is ok though.); Thursdate with Zab; shop a present for Athena's debut; Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY:  &lt;/span&gt;Just realized that I have a free friday! woot!~ not unless professors will mess this up. aw.; Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY: &lt;/span&gt; Same with saturday; Quiz: Anatomy, Stat, History of course; Make powerpoint presentation about Bohol and Banaue; Review, promise myself to review tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Procrastinate of course, rest, cram, prelims next week. dunno what'll happen next, explode maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me people for not updating this blog anymore.  I'll be going on a brief hiatus for a while (this time, its true) cause toxicity's been hugging me for weeks now.  For the mean time, please do contact me on my cbox (I'll be replying) if you have  something to say and  if it can't wait on any longer (ok nonsense will do).  Also, bear in mind that I won't be doing my regular blogrolls for now so don't go showing up your &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"tampo"&lt;/span&gt; faces on me cause I've already warned you, alright?  I'm really sorry guys, cause its been a heck of busy months for me lately.   I'm gonna miss ya'll fo sho! :]  And oh,  I'll be updating my twitter account every now and then so  go check my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"SHORT CRIES&lt;/span&gt;" section always, m'kay? I'll be changing the formatting on this blog too and show all my posts for those who are not familiar or for those who haven't seen the archives below my posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too much reminders, as if I'm a loss. lol&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-7877741904813548783?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/7877741904813548783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=7877741904813548783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7877741904813548783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7877741904813548783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/07/fluffy-platoons.html' title='Fluffy Platoons'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3253443970986504111</id><published>2008-06-29T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:13:43.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no labels for now'/><title type='text'>For the nth Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;LAOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alinsunod sa desisyon ng iba ang aking kapalaran.  Alisunod sa agos ng mundong aking kinagagalawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsa'y ninais kong maglakbay dagat at sisirin ang kalagitnaan nito. Subalit sa t'wing sinasagwan ang bangkang siyang lulan ay tila may matinding pwersang humihila sa akin pabalik ng pampang habang. Naisin ko mang ulit-ulitin ang pagsasagwa'y patuloy pa rin akong ibinabalik sa aking pinanggalingan. Nakapagtatakang isipin kung paano nakakarating ang ibang mga manlalakbay o mangingisdang tulad ko sa nais nilang paroonan, at nakamamanghang isipin na sa kabila ng pagsubok na tinatahak ko sa paglalakba'y nakakabalik pa rin sila bago mag bukang liwayway. Hindi ko maiwasang makaramdam ng inggit at pagkayamot tuwing nakikita silang nagiimbak ng mga isda sa mga kaban ng mga tindera. Kasabay din nito ang pangingilid ng luha sa tuwing naalala ang masalimuot kong kapalaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang minsan akong naglakad sa dalampasigan upang magpahangin at makapag-muni'y tumambad sa aking isipan ang pagsuko sa siyang pinakamimithi, ang pumalaot upang makapaglakbay o makapangisda man lamang. Palibhasa'y mag-isa lang akong pumapalaot ay kakaunti lamang ang nakapapansin at malimit na walang tumutulong sa akin sa paglalayag. Hindi ko na nga alam kung tunay pa ba ang pag-agos ng alon sa laot. Nagpatuloy ako sa paglalakad nang bigla akong makaramdam ng malamig na pagtulo ng luha. Ang pagdampi ng hangin sa aking mukha ang siyang nagpapatuyo sa naghahabulang luhang kanina lang ay nakikipaglaro ng taguan. Dito ko lang napagtanto na maaring hindi na ko makakarating sa pinakaasam-asam na bahagi ng karagatang kakikitaan ng bangis. May pag-asa pa kayang matupad ang mga hinaing? Mapapansin pa kaya ko ng mga taong dumadaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinunasan ko ang mukhang natuyuan ng luha't padausdos na tumakbo pauwi ng bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Written by yours truly, 09/22/2006&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/6371652727933082005-3253443970986504111?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3253443970986504111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3253443970986504111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3253443970986504111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3253443970986504111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-nth-time.html' title='For the nth Time'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-6632748138456881868</id><published>2008-06-22T15:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:17:04.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week had been a blast for me, I must say, because things weren't as boring as they were before.  Yup-yup, I'm looking forward to each day as I wake up knowing that the word "routine" won't exist in my vocab for a while.  So yeah, these are just some of the several things I would like to share with you. Catch up with my randomness, baby.  And oh, skip the first one if you'll find it very offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literature&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know where to start, but hey I'ma start right away, yes?  :} Anyway, if you had been paying attention to my previous posts, you'll know that I have this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOAB&lt;/span&gt; lit professor who's ironically on the run for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making and breaking&lt;/span&gt; the days of every student he encounters on his classes.  Well if you have one who's always on the list  for being regarded as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;late bird &lt;/span&gt;(being late is an understatement, if there's such a word) you'll probably know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'll ask me to elaborate it further, he'll be late for like 30 minutes and probably will he trace his red carpet directing to a table that says &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;"Eject the f---ing professor!"&lt;/span&gt; just in time for us to complete the attendance sheet and call it a day.  Sucks, much.  But wait, there's more!  After his grand-ee-yo entrance, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he'll ramble on about everything offensive and bitch about everything taboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  He's pretty funny actually, considering his "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;DNA Shooter&lt;/span&gt;", as he coined it, he'll make us read a chapter of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giovanni_Boccaccio" target="_blank"&gt;Giovanni Boccacio&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Decameron" target="_blank"&gt;Decameron &lt;/a&gt;where &lt;a href="http://www.horrormasters.com/Text/a0694.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;Rustico and Alibech'&lt;/a&gt;s &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;putting the devil in hell&lt;/span&gt; is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; limelight &lt;/span&gt;of his bitching for the day.  He'll even discuss xerex, barely legal, etc. in class and make fun of the horn dogs in our class, knowing that he belongs with them. haha, the joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Despite his bitching, he always got a point and, its hard to say this , but he's always right (There! I've said it) &lt;/span&gt; putting us into shame and making us realize that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"hey, I'm such a prick for not seeing that"&lt;/span&gt;.  He'll remind us that everyone of us are hypocrites, just like everyone else.  And it actually is a nice experience hearing his &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"words of wisdom and shiznits"&lt;/span&gt;, but only if you have an open-mind though.  Using form in his nonsensical blabs &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;makes him a SOAB professional and an artist himself&lt;/span&gt; (making me want to shift back to my first choice of course) .  I don't think my classmates will approve me for writing this (they don't see him as I do), but I'm definitely giving him &lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;four thumbs up&lt;/u&gt; as evaluation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;What are you gonna do,  vandalize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"Tang ina FEU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;inside the campus and draw little hearts underneath it to make it look pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-him provoking my blockmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official, our actual swimming class just started last Friday on &lt;a href="http://www.pasay.gov.ph/Pasay%20City%20Sports%20complex/Pasay%20City%20Sports%20Complex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Pasay City Sports Complex&lt;/a&gt;.  :}  Uh, okaaay--we really haven't started yet on the swimming proper because we consumed almost all of the time changing and playing in the pool. But yeah, we have officially started our swimming class&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;by default&lt;/span&gt; because we are there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought that swimming, as my PE, will be a medium for my self destructing but I was wrong pala.  We got tired afterwards, sure as expected, but seriously, it's nothing compared to the experience that comes with the package labeled as PE3 in our course curriculum (now I'm gay-talking).  To tell you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never thought&lt;/span&gt; that swimming could be so easy and the fun part is, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;could hardly believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hearing my heart, together with my hypothalamus, screaming the words "excited" and "giddy"&lt;/span&gt; upon seeing the pool.  My professor, who looks exactly like &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/a/aa/Jaq_and_Gus.JPG/225px-Jaq_and_Gus.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;GusGus&lt;/a&gt; in Cinderella  because of her protruding teeth (no pun intended, I love her and I found GusGus very cute and loveable), make the class even more funner (i know there's such no word, im just emphazing on the fun part)  with her wits, charms, sense of humor and her mother-like figure. :}  I also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love the way&lt;/span&gt; our swimsuit uniform fits me perfectly, although I prefer the black one with all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red lining&lt;/span&gt; instead of the black one with all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;royal blue lining&lt;/span&gt; (color coding), but it still look good on me though, so yeah royal blue will do. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear ye as I say,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm currently loving it&lt;/span&gt;, as of the moment. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*confetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.confetti*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;iii. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if most of you are aware that I have a 12 to 1:30pm-9pm schedule for four days, (T,W, F, S) 7am-6pm for Thursdays, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no classes for Mondays&lt;/span&gt;, causing me to rewrite, more of remind, you guys of my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; oh-so-friendly&lt;/span&gt; schedule this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, most of you will probably see it in disgust. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Considering the fact I'm from Cavite,&lt;/span&gt; a sub-urban of Manila;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll probably think&lt;/span&gt; that I'm staying in a dorm just like everyone else, because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;according to you&lt;/span&gt;, Cavite is a very far away land from Manila and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;commuting back and forth&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;such a far-fetch thing to do&lt;/span&gt; --&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but it's not!&lt;/span&gt;  Actually, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm commuting myself everyday for 5 days, back and forth from Manila to Cavite just for school.&lt;/span&gt;  Yes guys, I've been roaming around the streets of Manila in the wee hours and its dangerously fun, but not anymore for me cause I've already got use to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I love my schedule&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;now more than ever&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm kinda expecting violent reactions to this so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll do the soliloquies for you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Love the schedule?! What's wrong with you Aileen Jacildo?!"&lt;/span&gt;  I don't feel the need to defend myself here, but since I can feel you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;raging&lt;/span&gt; there,  I'll do it na lang.  Here goes the defending lol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm a nocturne, I love the night, and I have insomnia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RATIONALE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I can have all the time for school works at night without even worrying getting up late the next day because my first class starts 12 or 1:30 pm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; very self explanatory.  I can just sit back and relax inside the van as it make its way home sweet home.  Plus! It will only consume me 45min-1 hour getting home unlike before, 1 &amp;amp; 1/2-2 hours in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No crowds&lt;/span&gt;.  You don't expect huge crowds during the wee hours right?  Well, except if you're clubbing or something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiet and Solemn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;less tired&lt;/span&gt;, I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't know why&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;more focused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my studies.  My sched screams&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; "No Social Life"&lt;/span&gt;,  that explains it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more connected&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with my college friends than before, do the critical thinking.  See #6.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And a whole lot more.  Of course, I must say&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;that there are downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; with my schedule too&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I won't burst the bubble myself,&lt;/span&gt; you know?  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what?&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I must end this post now before it beats the hell out of Mahabharata itself in terms of length.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; And oh, spare me 2 more whines before I go.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1.) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm having a long weekend considering the fact that its Manila day on Tuesday, but I think everyone will also have a long weekend because of the storm. Boo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;My father was able to get home safe from a business trip in Negros despite the cruelty of the storm, thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&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/6371652727933082005-6632748138456881868?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/6632748138456881868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=6632748138456881868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/6632748138456881868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/6632748138456881868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-108014105445594001</id><published>2008-06-16T20:15:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:06:24.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>All I Hear is Raindrops Falling on the Rooftop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SFZjvKoT3lI/AAAAAAAAABo/XjGPkOEnIQk/s1600-h/catching_raindrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SFZjvKoT3lI/AAAAAAAAABo/XjGPkOEnIQk/s320/catching_raindrops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212463280686358098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you're aware that I'm doing double posts today. :}  As you can see, I don't have Monday classes kasi, I'm trying to make up for all the days that I've been/I'll be away, studying. :P  Anyway, it rained the whole day here in Cavite.  I was kinda relieved actually cause I really can't bear the hot weather.  So yeah, today has been a really good rainy day.  Would you believe that I even played in the rain, more of, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"naligo sa ulan"&lt;/span&gt;, alone, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mag-isa"&lt;/span&gt;?  Yup, you heard that right! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I played in the rain, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;didn't &lt;/span&gt;made a new friend though, but I've learned to think of others.&lt;/span&gt;  Punch me for being corny, yeah!  haha.  LMAO!  It's been a while since I last played in the rain you know, it's nice to have that feeling back -very nostalgic. So I guess that's it. :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you don't mind, I'ma review now. Ciao! :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;photo credits:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.20-20.org/blog/images/catching_raindrops.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;*click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-108014105445594001?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/108014105445594001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=108014105445594001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/108014105445594001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/108014105445594001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-i-hear-is-raindrops-falling-on.html' title='All I Hear is Raindrops Falling on the Rooftop'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SFZjvKoT3lI/AAAAAAAAABo/XjGPkOEnIQk/s72-c/catching_raindrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-2137762300783517097</id><published>2008-06-16T12:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:16:00.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>3-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080616/capt.0178236f1f9f450187ff5f321ff37ed9.nba_finals_basketball_cakj136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;                                                                 Photo Credits: Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3-2, That's in favor of the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nba.com/celtics/" target="_blank"&gt;Boston Celtics&lt;/a&gt;.  Maaan if you could just see the tension building around every &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nba.com/lakers/" target="_blank" title="LA Lakers"&gt;Lakers&lt;/a&gt; fans in NBA's game 5, you'll know how much this game is worth.  With a scoreboard saying 98-103, in favor of LA,  the fans had gone gaga and hope suddenly sprung out of their systems.  But to remind you guys, it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;ain't sweet of a victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yet cause the game 6 will be held at Celtics' homecourt  in Boston (talk about homecourt advatage).  Eeeek!  I'm still fretting and faffing, this is driving me crazy! haha.  Well I really hope that  Lakers will win again and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really do hope&lt;/span&gt; that they'll bring home the bacon in the end.  And oh, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kobe_Bryant" target="_blank"&gt;Kobe Bryant&lt;/a&gt;'s the Man! :}     &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/6371652727933082005-2137762300783517097?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/2137762300783517097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=2137762300783517097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2137762300783517097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2137762300783517097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-2.html' title='3-2'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-5379228400917180622</id><published>2008-06-15T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:43:57.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>SOAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My ever-so-cool &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOAB&lt;/span&gt; lit professor told us to list&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;10 of the most dangerous things that we've always wanted to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as an assignment.  Unsure of what I'm going to write (I have tons),  I browse over the net and compile this 10 crazy suggestions (some modified and in no particular order). :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bungee Jumping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wrestle a Grizzly Bear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Go to a hairstlyist and say "Oh you decide"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bad mouth a professor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hold people hostage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Jump off a cliff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Figure out how to defy gravity  (haha!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Disobey the Law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rob a Bank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bash the "Kimerald" fans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Any more suggestions? ;]&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/6371652727933082005-5379228400917180622?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/5379228400917180622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=5379228400917180622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/5379228400917180622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/5379228400917180622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/soab.html' title='SOAB'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3568258658005630733</id><published>2008-06-07T06:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:52:06.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Reposting Legends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These beautiful lilies remind me of sweet summer days.  Summer days when sulking and weeping over a dead kitten is most sought after by my bloodshot eyes.  Days when sweetness is far down from sweetness, and a downfall might ironically occured.  It may last for a month or so, but will eventually turn it's sweetest round April or May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As I lead myself to my dream destination, I saw myself stopping for a while on the 27th avenue. A sweet little jellyfish emerging from the fog had slowly captivated me.  Crying its heart out, I grasped the oppurtunity to cuddle its gelatinous umbrellalike body and play with its unfriendly trailing tentacles.  Our small &lt;span class="me"&gt;tête-à-tête serves as the beginning of our wonderful frienship.  Not later on, it had turned completely enthralling causing me to be blinded by all its flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So did you kiss the jellyfish? Did it become a Prince?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO! Idiot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;This is not a Fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;    Moving on, the sweet summer days had suddenly evolved into somewhat all year round for n years.  And biking while singing melodies will forever be paddling on an unending countryside.  Although we're not yet halfway the happy ending, I hope it will still be the  "Happily Ever After" every children shouted in chorus during story-tellings.&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/6371652727933082005-3568258658005630733?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3568258658005630733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3568258658005630733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3568258658005630733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3568258658005630733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/reposting-legends.html' title='Reposting Legends'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-2158074838064158652</id><published>2008-06-06T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:31:22.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Counting Days</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their special kind of love talk.  Our's goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;06/06/08, Past 3am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Bukas na ang big night, sana magkapera ako. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Big night? Hello?! Friday pa kaya bukas, DOH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;  Duh?! Check ur time baby.  Its already past 12..so, its Friday na.  Duh?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;06/06/08, 12pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;HUHU! T.T huhu, di na ko makakapanood ng NCAA this sem. huhu! Di ko na makikita si Pong! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tae mo! Sapakin kta dyan eh.  Asawahin m c P0ng kung gusto mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, don't get me wrong here, m'kay? Zab is a very sweet guy.  Napupuno lang talaga siya minsan sa'kin &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note: no biggie here a'ryt?).&lt;/span&gt; LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since school's fast approaching, I went to ATC this a while ago to have some unnecessary last minute shopping for, who else, but myself. xp  Bought another pair of Havaianas at Rustan's cause AFF's pairs were all scrappy, yes you heard it right, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCRAPPY&lt;/span&gt; (I really don't like prints on my flip flops).  And yes, I sooo love my new pair! Weee. :} Anyway, my brother and I munched our Jamaican Patties as we rode, more of commute, ourselves home through a passenger van.  Ay wait, we stopped by at SM Molino pa pala, to buy his Cereal and my can of Cali, and guess what? The freakiest thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we searched for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"right cereal"&lt;/span&gt; (there's such a thing, lol) in the Cereal's (I dunno the right term) section, I saw this guy who's particularly doing the same thing.   He's   probably at the age range of 18-20, taller than me of course, has a nice built, had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"suplado"&lt;/span&gt; atmosphere in him (this, i like), and casually dresses himself so well.  I have to admit that he really looks very attractive on that dark pink shirt and khaki shorts, but of course, I didn't pay much attention to him. My mind shifted at once as we headed towards the counter to pay for our goods, but to my surprise, I saw him again.  At this point of time, we shifted glance at the same time as we locked eyes for a split second not until I looked away because I'm too embarrassed to have an eye-to-eye contact with him.  To be honest with you, he really looks familiar but I really don't know who he is so I texted Zab about it as we  rode  passenger cab home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic Jam, still texting my boyfriend as the phrase &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Speak of the devil and the devil will come"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sprung into me, guilt-stricken, as I saw him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; for the 3rd time, on the highway.  haha!  What surprised me the most is when he climbed on the exact cab I was riding! hahahhahahaa! Can you imagine us inches away from each other?  The odds man, the odds.  I'm pretty sure that he's not one of Zab's friend though, but he sure do look familiar.  I dunno, baka kamukha lang.  Strange day! :}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-2158074838064158652?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/2158074838064158652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=2158074838064158652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2158074838064158652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/2158074838064158652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/counting-days.html' title='Counting Days'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-9173177721353767984</id><published>2008-06-05T14:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:26:22.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Something from Nothingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My I-want-to-blog enthusiasm suddenly turned into a gimme-something-to-blog-about disposition as I struggle with myself in choosing to write words to rave about just to fill the whole text area of the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Create Post&lt;/span&gt;" tab I once clicked.  If you were to click the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit Posts&lt;/span&gt;" tab right next to it, you'll find two posts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on draft&lt;/span&gt; waiting, just waiting, for me as if I'm their god who'll blow their main reason of being, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;raison d’etre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays it seemed to me, that its as if I'm lost for words.  Is there something wrong with me?  Such phrase made me jumped into the most obvious conclusion, that maybe, there's really nothing interesting in me to blog about.  Yes folks, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am the core of boredom, which made me jump into another conclusion that if you find me interesting enough to be your drug, then maybe, just maybe, you're as boring as I am, or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking the idea now. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More than Ok - Daydream Cycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-9173177721353767984?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/9173177721353767984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=9173177721353767984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/9173177721353767984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/9173177721353767984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-from-nothingness.html' title='Something from Nothingness'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-4377332351082590528</id><published>2008-06-01T01:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:35:52.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye-NOTs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the not so self-centered she'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Spare me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to ATC a while ago to watch my brother's favorite, &lt;a href="http://www.indianajones.com/site/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/a&gt;. :}} haha.  He's been eyeing on this film since day 1, but it is only now that he got the chance to watch it on screen. :P  Becoming one his all-time favorites, he used to watch IJ series on tape/vhs/dvd all the time so I got to follow the movie as well.  After that we did some sinful shopping, grabbing hold of that cute Mendrez shoes and a bright purple bag. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, school's nearing and I can almost feel the pressure around me as I visualize the very thought of it.  Lucky  for me enough not to be studying in &lt;a href="http://www.eastasia.edu.ph/" target="_blank"&gt;FEU-EAC&lt;/a&gt; cause Astro said that they'll be having their first day on Monday already -- Gag me.  I'm gonna hate this week for sure because I'll be finally touching the responsibilities I purposely chose to untouch --&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;Being off to Bambang (hear me as I pronounce it, "Bem-beng", yeah) to buy Medical equipments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Answering the 105 questions advance assignment for RLE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3. &lt;/span&gt;More Shopping (this, I love)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Buy my Funda &amp;amp; Anatomy book&lt;/strike&gt; (My brother will do it for me cause I told my parents to persuade him to buy it for me, such spoiled brat in me, in me, in MEEEEEZZZZZ :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  As of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; staying in a dorm, my parents changed their decision, the culprit for my death, I supposed.     /sob.  Aaargh, I don't wanna end this summer yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this, but I'll be saying my goodbyes to this blog for a while next next week. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the last alcoholic beverage you drank?-red wine 2 . What are you currently listening to? -realize by colbie caillat 3 . Who took this survey before you? -aga  4. Who was the last person to send you msg?? - zab 5. Last time you went to the beach? - omg, can't remember. :[ its been a long time. 6 . Are you happy? -yes. 7 . Where was the last place you went shopping?  - ATC 8. Where did u go today? -ATC 9 . where do you live? -Etivac 10. Last thing you ate? - F. Chicken 11 . Want to kick anyone's @ss?-sure 12. What time is it? -3:16am 13. Do you have any expensive jewelry? -yeah 14 . YM or MSN? -before, ym. 15 asan??- .. 16 . How many hours on average do you work a week? -i don't work 17 . Who do you like right now? -zab&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-4377332351082590528?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/4377332351082590528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=4377332351082590528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4377332351082590528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4377332351082590528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/06/spare-me.html' title='Spare me'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3772119036168526119</id><published>2008-05-30T17:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:41:19.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Smiling Crookedly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sooo hooked into Stephanie Meyer's &lt;a href="http://www.twilightnovel.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt;, and yes, to Edward Cullen precisely.  Why the hell on earth did I discover such marvelous work of art only now?  My heart's giddy and its been jumping since I grab hold of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending most of my time bracing myself for facts and twilight updates on the internet nowadays.  And I'm oh-so-excited upon knowing that &lt;a href="http://www.robert-pattinson.co.uk/" target="_blank"&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/a&gt;, a.k.a Cedric Diggory in the Harry Potter film Goblet of Fire (my ultimate crush btw in the HP series), will be the one portraying the role of the ever-so-gorgeous Edward Cullen. Hahahaay!  I hate the fact that I've discovered this just recently, but who cares anyway?  I can't wait to see the film and I hope they'll give justice to it.  I've been thinking that since Twilight's been a fad, no, a FEVER, it'll become the next Harry Potter and Stephanie Meyer's gonna be the next J.K. Rowling for sure. link &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1734838,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  hoho!  Please don't burst my bubble HP fans, peace out to ya'll. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, I've been on the edge of my seat for Twilight now.  I even dreamt of some of the  Edward-Bella scenes yesternight (haha) while I enjoyed the very thought of picturesque beauty in my sleep.  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- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2) Are you happy with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3 ) Would you still kiss your ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He's feeling lucky ain't he?  Of course not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4 ) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5 ) Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6) Have you ever talked about marriage? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7) Do you want children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; in the future, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8) How Many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 9) If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yes and at the same time, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10) Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;no, uh, yes! celebrity crushes and oh, edward cullen. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11) Have you ever been in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh yes, and i still am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12) Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13) Do you believe that you can change for someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14) Is it a good day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i supposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;15) What would you say about your most recent ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; NC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;16) Does your ex still have feelings for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; none anymore, i supposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;17) Do you believe in long distance relationships? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; it depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;why would I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "..."; &lt;/script&gt;This is more boring than I thought.&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/6371652727933082005-3772119036168526119?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3772119036168526119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3772119036168526119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3772119036168526119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3772119036168526119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/smiling-crookedly.html' title='Smiling Crookedly'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-4114981857770973597</id><published>2008-05-27T20:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:11:01.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's a Nocturnal Way of Throwing  Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 more weeks to go and its hello hell for me.  Arrgh!  I must move now before procrastination strikes again.  Seriously,  I'm so pressured about a lot of things (&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;eg. dorm, books, assignment, school&lt;/span&gt;) already.  Since Dad's still in La Carlota, I'll be buying my "funda" book next week cause I don't have enough cash on hand which corresponds only to one thing, homework next week.  Tsk, I'm sooo running out of time! Must move, must move, FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I watched &lt;a href="http://gmapinoytv.igma.tv/sidetrip/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;Howie Severino&lt;/a&gt;'s  I-Witness documentary entitled, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ang Kwago ng Pahiyas  (The Owl of the &lt;a href="http://www.seasite.niu.edu/Tagalog/Cynthia/festivals/pahiyas.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Pahiyas Festival&lt;/a&gt;)"&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and yes, I was moved. Lucbanins extravagance for rice saddens me so much because of the current "rice crisis" our mother land is facing.  In addition to that, they celebrate Pahiyas in an overstated manner, that I don't even know if they are still doing it for a religion cause (the main reason by the way).  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If it wasn't for the patron saints' parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Howie stated, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;people/tourists won't even know the rationale behind celebrating Pahiyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What saddens me the most is when Pahiyas' home decorating champion, Roni "Pahiyas" Unlayao, grabbed hold of an owl (which comes with single week-old chick) for his  Pahiyas gimmick to crush his contenders.    The single week-old chick accidentally died  because the attention seeked was long way overdue.  In the end, a storm hit Lucban just in time for the final judgment, on which, causes all the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kipings&lt;/span&gt; (the brightly colored rice wafer which takes time to be made) to just wilt and droop on the floor.  Nature has its own way of punishing, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;source:  &lt;a href="http://gmapinoytv.igma.tv/sidetrip/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;http://gmapinoytv.igma.tv/sidetrip/blog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SDwJ40Hnh-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/C1wCzGxcqw8/s1600-h/08052715353500+copy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SDwJ40Hnh-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/C1wCzGxcqw8/s320/08052715353500+copy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205046141001369570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zab &amp;amp; I went at Wendy's today to celebrate our 25th month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy 2 years &amp;amp; 1 month "Beshie". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6371652727933082005-4114981857770973597?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/4114981857770973597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=4114981857770973597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4114981857770973597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4114981857770973597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-nocturnal-way-of-throwing-stones.html' title='It&apos;s a Nocturnal Way of Throwing  Stones'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SDwJ40Hnh-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/C1wCzGxcqw8/s72-c/08052715353500+copy1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-1331326446742823316</id><published>2008-05-25T19:39:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:02:55.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the not so self-centered she'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's my 18th birthday like?  &lt;span&gt;Well, its all wrapped up with a lot of  &lt;strike&gt;issues and controversies&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a while I thought that the people I'm expecting not to come would live up to their word&lt;/span&gt;.  They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proved me wrong&lt;/span&gt; actually, and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bleeding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them for that. :}  To be honest with you guys, I've been &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;very very very&lt;/span&gt; depressed&lt;/span&gt; about my upcoming birthday days before it actually started.  Why? Ok, here I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A girl, M, is ought to celebrate her birthday on the same day as mine.  See, her real birthday was on May 21 and celebrating her day on MY day is pretty fine with me as she's gonna be having a traditional debut on a hotel.  Seriously, I don't give a fuss about it at all cause like I've said, the whole thing is okaaaay with me and I understand her too, by the way.  So yeah, here's the thing.  My best friend, K, told me that she won't be able to come at my party because she'll be attending M's as she's a part of M's 18 candles.  I was hurt.  Things even got worse when guests started backing off because they'll be attending M's too. At this point of time, I'm already devastated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me. -beck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;  I mean, of all the guests who can't make it, why them? Don't get me wrong here, I've nothing against M, but it kills me everyday just bearing the thought of her/our/my debut.  :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;par-taay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for that, I celebrated my day the simplest way I can for I'm too lazy for an extravagant debut.  Could you  believe that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I  even spared some of time answering some of the questions for our RLE assignment&lt;/span&gt; found &lt;a href="http://ahse2007.page.tl/Related-Learning-Experience-Guide-Questions.htm?PHPSESSID=1ba00c3432b0963ab7549e7c4cd9a6e2" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; before the actual party. That's how desperate I am in wanting it to be done in as short time as possible. RLE torments really, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway, the party started at 5:30 at our house when &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kiesha claimed the title of being the earliest bird&lt;/span&gt;. lol.  Followed by Kamae (K), which really surprised me cause she's the "K" in the gossip part of this entry.  Guests started on coming afterwards and every thing's  flowing smoothly as the night deepens not until it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rained sooo hard&lt;/span&gt; twice that night.   Kamae, Juj, &amp;amp; Echan headed to M's debut as the clock strikes 8 but they promised to be back at 1:30 am causing my supposed-to-be-dinner party to be a dinner-slash-slumber party.  The party continues after they left.  So did they returned at exactly 1am and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bummed&lt;/span&gt; (ahhh The joy!) around until the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;wee hours&lt;/span&gt; of the day.  They went home at around 10:30 in the morning.  I, for my part, slept at around 11 in the morning until 6 in the evening of May 25th.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iii.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; deets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of great things happened yesterday but unfortunately, I'm too lazy to write it all here in my blog.  So I'll just give you random highlights of yesternight's happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My friends made a me very big banner sort of tarpaulin for my birthday and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sooo embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; talaga when they posted it.  Cur-razy insane people.  But I'm really touch by their effort.  Thanks Athena, Pau &amp;amp; Kamae. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gifts, I received lots! Lemme get clear to you, I'm not much of a material person m'kay? Actually I'm not expecting gifts at all, but since I recieved a lot; allow me specify some of it: Necklace (from my boyfriend, Zab), moral support: 2 set of balloon arrangements (Kamae, juj &amp;amp; echan), Pedicab's Shinji Ilabas mo na ang Helicopter album (Athena),  Manix Abrera's Kikomachine vol.4 (Pau), Make-up!! xp (grandma), small pouch bag(diqui), and some moolahs from my rents &amp;amp; relatives, Oh yeah! xp But the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; best gift I received&lt;/span&gt;  on my debut so far was a training jacket from Adidas given by my brother, Aden.  Its not the jacket actually that made it the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "BEST" &lt;/span&gt;but its the fact that it came from him.  I'm really touched by this simple gesture because my not-so-showy brother gave me a gift on my birthday for the first time. :} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The foods we're great! :}  Everything I requested was there especially my tatay's carbonara and my nanay's juicy fried chicken, which makes guests wanting/craving/coming back for more   yyuumy! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My boyfriend was there, of course! Enough said&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I love him sooo much&lt;/span&gt;. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Athena Wars and I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071853/" target="_blank"&gt;Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;/a&gt;, laughing our asses off, while others sleep.  We watched it until the sun showed up.  Yes, we didn't sleep --such a tandem.  Giggles to fun! :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If in case I forgot to write,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; which is 100% probable by the way&lt;/span&gt;, some of the highlights here; just bear in mind that this party had been a blast, m'kay? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iv.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;album inlays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grab this chance to thank all the people who remembered and greeted me on, before or after my birthday.  You guys don't have an idea how much it means to me to be greeted on my day. I also would want to extend my gratitude on the following people (in no particular order) who made my day special: my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; (esp. nay) and the rest of our family, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Valero's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Zab&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kamae&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Athena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ten&lt;/span&gt; (Pau), &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Juj&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Echan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JCe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Glenn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Toper&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kiesha&lt;/span&gt;, and of course, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ate Mercy&lt;/span&gt;. :}  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like in album inlays&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna thank everyone for making me the way I am now&lt;/span&gt;.   And of course, to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for giving me the strength and for being the Big guy I always cling on to.  :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Split Screen Sadness - John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-1331326446742823316?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/1331326446742823316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=1331326446742823316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/1331326446742823316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/1331326446742823316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-birthday-bash.html' title='My Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-4000156097368533946</id><published>2008-05-23T14:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:14:54.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Time Check, its 4:23 PM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagine two lovers sitting on the grass waiting, just waiting, for the other one to make the first move --I'm this close to independence.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh yeah, baby!&lt;/span&gt;  Since I'll be having a "PM" schedule this semester, my parents finally give in and somewhat allow me to stay in a dorm.  Sweet, eh? ;]  I'm so excited!  I can't wait to hear their final decision even though I've been telling myself lately not to fret cause I'll be staying in one soon (overconfidence huh? let's see) .  heeee.  But yes people, please pray for me still.  No one knows what will come around. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I received a group message yesterday from the institute.  Here are the exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ATTENTION 2ND YR AHSE STUDENTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Please log in at &lt;a href="http://www.ahse2007.page.tl/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.ahse2007.page.tl&lt;/a&gt; and click Related Learning Experience-Guide Questions for an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;advance assignment&lt;/span&gt; on Primary Health Care 1.  This requirement should be submitted on the 1st RLE day.  Use Fundamentals of Nursing, 8th Edition, vol. 1 &amp;amp; 2 and a checklist by Kozier &amp;amp; Erbs as textbook and reference.  Start of classes will be on June 10.  Pls.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Disseminate this information for &lt;u&gt;strict compliance&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Thank you very much and GOD bless us all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing upon reading this at first.  But when it sunk in to me that we really are going to have an advance assignment, I was like WTF! Are you serious?!  C'mon! Classes haven't started yet and for crying out loud, we haven't met any of the clinical instructors too!  Curious much, I immediately  opened our computer and visited the said &lt;a href="http://ahse2007.page.tl/Related-Learning-Experience-Guide-Questions.htm?PHPSESSID=1ba00c3432b0963ab7549e7c4cd9a6e2" target="_blank"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; and holy cow, 105 HAPPY questions appalled me as I glued my eyes on the monitor.  105&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;easy and basic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; questions, sure.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero naman, grabe naman yun dapat talaga handwritten!&lt;/span&gt; [bratty #1 spotted] gaaw.  And besides, I don't have the books yet. [bratty #2 spotted]  Kaya naman pala they give fliers na agad nung enrollment of the said books, where it can be found, costs, etc. Booo! This sucks!  [bratty #3 spotted] Ok, I'm acting like a brat now. :}} haha!  But seriously, it sink to me  only now that I'll be facing hell this year.  Sure, I know 2nd year is one of the crucial stages of nursing in our school.  Sure, I know this year's going to be tough and all.  I know that! Everyone said that especially the higher batches.  But why oh why sink to me only now where I could've prepared for it long time ago?  I think its because I'm just taking things lightly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;for now&lt;/span&gt;, and enjoying every little bit of what remains before torments came which, for me, is good actually, but mind you guys,  once I set foot on sophomore life, I gonna be damn serious about it!  Career na kung career, ang daming competitions tapos may battery exam pa,.  eeeeckk!! Help me God!  So yeah, watch me as I procrastinate now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be the day that I'll be turning legal.&lt;/span&gt;  It sucks because I can be sued now unlike before when I can still use the excuse of being minor. :P  But c'mon, look into the bright side, I can bear the responsibility of saving our country from severe economic and political crisis by simply voting for the right person (it still depends though, they are all the same anyway, but at least I tried right?).  On the brighter side, turning 18 claims wide array of benefits from which makes us either good or bad people.  I mean, c'mon 18 is just a mere number if you're not mature enough to deal with being 18.  Makes sense, right? Right!&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/6371652727933082005-4000156097368533946?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/4000156097368533946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=4000156097368533946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4000156097368533946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4000156097368533946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-check-its-423-pm.html' title='Time Check, its 4:23 PM.'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-9116994386191317521</id><published>2008-05-21T14:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:37:49.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Marren's Day &amp; Enrollment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm back guys, and just like what I've promised, I'm gonna update you about:&lt;/span&gt; 1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Marren's Debut&lt;/span&gt; 2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Enrollment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Marren's Debut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meeting&lt;/span&gt; time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last saturday, we celebrated Marren's birthday in a private pool set in the heart of Pansol, Calamba, Laguna.  The guests were composed of my college friends, Zab, her HS friends, &amp;amp; lots (when I say lots, i really mean A LOT) from the Matibag clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there, the meeting place was set in a mini stop near our school.  Since Zab &amp;amp; I still came from Cavite, we have to go to Manila at around 2:30 pm because the meeting time was on 4pm.  Arriving at around 4:30 pm (nag food trip pa kasi kami sa LRT xp),  I realized that's its going to be a boy's town again because the girls were composed only of Marren, Eliya, Marian &amp;amp; I.  Anyways, we're off to Laguna at around 5pm and finally set foot there at around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ii.&lt;/span&gt;  programs, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gatherings&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatnots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first--The venue is a not so large one, but it is enough to accommodate all of the guests.  So yeah upon arrival, we're directed at once to our room (yep, one room for her college friends) for us to change, put our stuffs, etc.  At that time, the guests were composed only of us &amp;amp;  few of her relatives.  But as the night deepens, visitors came one by one until the place is already jam  packed.  It took a while for us to adjust and be comfortable with the place.  Anyways, we ate dinner afterwards and believe me, the foods were soooooo good, no scratch that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the foods were GREAT&lt;/span&gt;.  Everyone of us is already full so we rested  in our room for a while before hitting  the pool but to our surprise, Marren had prepared a "surprise" program for her traditional 18's and whatnot.  We then realized that the whole thing was a double celebration with her grandma, Umpe, who happens to celebrate her day on that day too.   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After the program, we finally got the chance to hit the pool and we're seriously freezing to death. &lt;/span&gt;lol But for some lame reasons, we decided to go rinse ourselves at around 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kanya-kanyang trip na afterwards: may natulog, may nag-inuman, may nangulit, may nanampal XD&lt;/span&gt; etc.  We're really laughing our asses of all the time especially when Fred got drunk sooo bad, he even hugged Leo, who is dozing off btw. :)) And oh, he even slapped Nikolas in the face!! hahaha!  Birthday girl, Marren, also got tipsy that she even dived into the pool. :)) Seriously people, those who are drunk always do stupid things unconsciously. Good thing I don't drink that often, and yeah I didn't drink in Marren's debut. :)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But hey, I'm no saint&lt;/span&gt;.  I got drunk once too when I was in may HS sophomore years, and we did a lot of hell crazy things. :}} We tried to sleep every time but Bryan Del Norte &amp;amp; Kulas is always horse playing. :}} haha! I really can't sleep because: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. I have insomnia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. I'm with my Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;3. Bryan is stupid&lt;/span&gt;. XD haha.  But eventually, I've fallen asleep at around 5 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;iii. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marren or I don't know who, woke us up at around 6 in the morning because its already time to call it a day.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We had sooo much fun that weekend and I'm so happy because I got the chance to spend it with him.&lt;/span&gt;  Its my first overnight, ever (excluding retreats, camps, etc.)!  So yeah, we arrived in Manila at around 7:30 am and from there on, we started to part ways.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bryan David&lt;/span&gt; still had the guts to go to Charm's debut at Pampanga without sleeping.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Marian&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Eliya&lt;/span&gt; headed to LRT1 &amp;amp; 2 while &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fred&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Abel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bryan Del Norte&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nikolas &lt;/span&gt;made their way to the overpass.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Zab&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; decided to have breakfast at Mcdo España because I was craving for cheeseburger, again, but ended up ordering Overload &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa Jollibee&lt;/span&gt; (may accent to, promise. lol).  Got home at around 10:30 am, and dozed until 6pm. What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Enrollment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;05.19.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The most awaited enrollment has finally arrived.  Everyone in the institute prepared so long for this that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I bet everyone's the early bird of being the early birds in our school&lt;/span&gt;.  Everyone, excluding me.   My overconfidence that time paved way for my 10pm arrival at school because I've already payed my tuition through BPI online a week ago, and so are some of my friends.    While waiting for some of our friends who are still paying for their tuition fees, we hung out at the campus's food court while munching my Jumango, the flavors of their pick, and doing rounds and rounds of endless chitchats.  We stayed there for 2 hours, and had lunch at Tropical Hut.  When everyone's done enrolling their selves, we headed back to the Nursing Bldg for our schedule and as expected&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, long lines are still waiting for us.&lt;/span&gt;  So we just sit our asses off and patiently waited for our turn.  Some of us didn't even got the chance to get their schedules online at once because of the strict dress code (complete uniform, no nail polish/long nails for both male &amp;amp; female, black socks/proper hair cut/tucked polos for males, proper id laces, no hair colors/highlights, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, we have a &lt;u&gt;tactic&lt;/u&gt; in getting schedules kasi.  We have a list of student numbers &amp;amp; birthdays of our classmates so that if any sort of conflict occurs (like the block doesn't appear to other computers, one of us got late, etc) we can enroll them on our own.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This tactic is not permitted so we had a hard time sneaking out.&lt;/span&gt;  I mean yeah, getting schedules was like bidding in the stock market. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Chaotic.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We're all nervous &amp;amp; pressured because every thing's on a first come first serve basis.  It's either you got it or you don't.  So yeah, as I enrolled myself on A06A14, I told them to get A14 at once because it doesn't have a Monday class (I didn't even bother to scan the schedules &amp;amp; subjects because I focus on on a no Monday sched). So as I was enrolling Karlo, the AHSE president warned everyone of us, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOUD&lt;/span&gt;, that enrolling our classmates is an offense.  Of course, I don't care. :}}  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when he said that he's serious and really meant what he said that we'll be brought to the dean if caught red-handed, I got scared&lt;/span&gt;. XD haha.  I mean, the guy is serious man. lol.  Abel and Eliya, still had the guts to enroll some of our classmates but to our surprise, the block is already full! WTF.  C'mon! 5 minutes ago, the block &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still have 30 slots&lt;/span&gt;!  I'm so guilt-stricken for not enrolling Marvs &amp;amp; Kulas. :[  Fred and Konrad didn't even got the chance to be a part of A14 too! :[  See you guys next sem. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to the cashier to pay for our RLE uniform and shoes because we can't get our schedules printed if we haven't done so.  And man, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the line in NRH bldg. is 5-folds&lt;/span&gt;! So we decided to pay in the Admin Bldg. because paying in Arts Bldg. &amp;amp; EB is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopeless&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We fall in line for like 3 hours, and the heels of my shoes are already scraped unevenly causing my knees to literally shake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The whole situation is really killing us! It's already 5 pm when we headed to NB for our body measurements which killed us too, because of the long line.  We waited patiently only to find out that we have to go back the next day, at 8 am, for our shoe measurements &amp;amp; COR.  Man, WTF!  Went to Mcdo Morayta (cheeseburger &amp;amp; fries, finally) to eat.  Tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ii.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05.20.08 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(Cybill at 18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 6:15 am, and I am soooo rushing but luckily, I arrived at school before 8 am (phew).  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Cybill!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's so pissed because she don't want to spend her birthday in long lines of enrollment.&lt;/span&gt;   Anyways, we got our shoe measurements and COR printed so fast that day. :} We're so happy because we didn't end up crying in long lines again.  For the final procedure, we have to go to the clinic to schedule our medical check-up (a prerequisite for our PE3, swimming).  But the &lt;u&gt;stupid guard&lt;/u&gt; told us to pay for P110.00 first at the cashier  for our x-ray before getting the schedule, so off we went to fall in line in the Admin Bldg. once more.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I was wearing pumps then (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because the shoes I'm wearing the day before was literally scraped off already&lt;/span&gt;) causing my feet to swell so bad because we stand there for like 2 hours!&lt;/span&gt; gaaaw. Everyone of us are already hallucinating, and its nearing lunch break.  tsk! Then, one of our friends told us that getting schedules for the medical check-up was held in Pav1, not in the clinic!  She also told us too that she didn't pay for P110.00 to get her check-up scheduled.  Effing guard.  grr.  We went to Pav1, and get our schedules for less than 10 minutes.  Grrr. So yeah, we still have to go back on May 29 for the check-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mcdo Morayta afterwards to have lunch but some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;immature bitches&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sang "Happy Birthday" in chorus upon seeing Cybill's bday cake, so we just went to Jollibee in Ever instead to celebrate Cybill's day.  We had fun, filled our hungry stomachs, and laugh.  Abel and I are still teasing Fred about the incident last sunday. haha! We part ways afterwards, but Croi, RI, Camz, Jhesan, Abel and I went to a dormitory near Mcdo and KFC in España to inquire.  Dorm updates tomorrow. :P  Went home afterwards and got home at around 4pm.  Dozed off again, and woke up at around 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;iii.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sched"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very hectic schedule this semester, I'll be having 5 school days and one rest day (Monday).  &lt;u style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;4 days with a 9 pm dismissal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  But hey, I only have one subject during Thursdays (9am-7pm).  Got a 5 unit Anatomy class, and 7 units Health Care as my major.  And oh, I also got a swimming class two times a week.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Isn't that amazing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so grateful, kill me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;now playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If You Find Yourself Caught in Love - Belle and Sebastian&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-9116994386191317521?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/9116994386191317521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=9116994386191317521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/9116994386191317521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/9116994386191317521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/marrens-day-enrollment.html' title='Marren&apos;s Day &amp; Enrollment'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-376407575617631945</id><published>2008-05-19T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:10:18.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no labels for now'/><title type='text'>Starting Anew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got back from Marren's debut in Calamba, Laguna.  :}  We really had fuuun! :D Udpates tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm back with a new layout inspired by &lt;a href="http://inksurge.com/"&gt;inksurge&lt;/a&gt; and I must say that I'm not in the mood for some chitchats right now so save your eye pleasure for later m'kay?  Oh and btw, I got &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; as my new comment system causing some of my comments to just *blow* swoosh, fade away. :[ So yeah, if you're kind enough please leave a comment in some of my posts.  I would looove to hear from you. *winks. I'm still working on my "blog profile" so please spare me. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops gotta go now because I still have to wake up early for my enrollment tomorrow.  Actually I've already paid my tuition in full through BPI online 2 days ago but I still have to wait til the 19th to get my block &amp;amp; sched.  Argh, I can't wait to see what's in store for me this sem. *cross fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-376407575617631945?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/376407575617631945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=376407575617631945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/376407575617631945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/376407575617631945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/starting-anew.html' title='Starting Anew'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-7954500971406956152</id><published>2008-05-11T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:00:53.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye-NOTs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>On Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is going to be a short short  shooooort post (believe me if I say so),  I hope. ;]  We watched, &lt;a href="http://www.whathappensinvegasmovie.com/"&gt;What Happens in Vegas&lt;/a&gt; yesterday as a part of our Mother's day celebration and I must say it really kicked ass.  I've been crushing on &lt;a href="http://www.ashton-kutcher.net/"&gt;Ashton Kutcher&lt;/a&gt; ever since the world began [?] I guess. lol  Anyway, I've been eyeing on him in all his TV/Movie appearances especially that of &lt;a href="http://www.that70sshow.com/"&gt;That 70's show's&lt;/a&gt; wherein he portrayed the character of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Michael Kelso&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a stereotypical oversexed lunkhead&lt;/span&gt;, as what  dearie old &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; described him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I’m going to go on a brief hiatus and let Kite Flying Day idle for a short while.  Why? I'm planning to change my layout because the sight of it bores me out.  So yeah, see you guys later. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anchor - Boldstar&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/6371652727933082005-7954500971406956152?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/7954500971406956152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=7954500971406956152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7954500971406956152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7954500971406956152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-hiatus.html' title='On Hiatus'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-199118909781679953</id><published>2008-05-09T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:56:52.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Kamae at 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sweat dripping all over my body as I type my thoughts away--Ahhhh the scorching heat!  I like summer for the fact that I won't be wasting my time struggling with boredom on times that I don't feel like being inside a four-cornered room, dealing with numbers or something that doesn't dance along with my interests.  But I really hate it when I got all sweaty and perspiry at the same time.  I, for the fact, am loving tan lines so much,  yet getting one is really not my thing (ironic wierdo).  Anyway let me get started before randomness take its toll on me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fiesta &lt;/span&gt;en &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paradiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The party at Paradiso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Kamae's debut yesterday at &lt;a href="http://www.theparadisoterrestre.com/"&gt;Paradiso Terrestre&lt;/a&gt;.  It was an overnight swimming party actually, but there is no doubt that we all had fun.  I'm gonna start babbling about yesterday's happenings now before you hit the [x] button.  Tee-hee. :}  So yeah, when I  woke up at around 10 o'clock in the morning, I read Mike's message regarding about the party yada yada. Ten &amp;amp; I went to Kamae's place at around 3pm to supposedly help her and her family prepare but upon arrival, she just told us to accompany her because she wanted to thank God for another year gone by.  So off we went to the nearest church but to our surprise,  a wedding is currently going on.  lol.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;411 people: I've never been to a wedding before, and I never expect my 1st time to be like this.&lt;/span&gt; LMAO.  Good thing it's almost over when our brave souls made our way inside the church.  So much for the experience, we went at our house afterwards &lt;strike&gt;for me to pack my things&lt;/strike&gt; to get my bag and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the venue around 5:30 or 6 pm and at this point of time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;everyone in her family - including her, is already going ballistic&lt;/span&gt; because they're reservation starts at 5pm and they haven't even started with their fixing.  Things got even worse when visitors' started backing out because teeny tiny drops  of rain began pouring.  Kamae is starting to feel frustrated already, and I can tell that she's really sad.  I feel for her so deeply so I just helped her by texting our friends to come over cause its already getting late.  In an instant, visitors started to arrive one by one by one until there's no more space for another one. haha! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Kamae's party has turned into a big success after all.  Went home around 2 in the morning and slept at around 3.  When I woke up, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my body is really swelling&lt;/span&gt;.  Ouch! But I'm glad cause I've done something worthwhile. :}  I really love being with my HS gang xp and I'm sooo looking forward to seeing them the next time around.  Lei you're next, we're sooo on. ;]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;los visitantes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yo quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; (The visitors, I love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;The visitors are composed mostly of our HS friends, a little bit of her DLSU-D friends, &amp;amp; lotsa familias. yeah! ;]  HS friends include: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Zab, Paulo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Athena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, Juj, Glenn, Echan, Vice,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Lei, Adrielle,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hezel,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Angie&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Edray&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;Even though some of them have summer classes   (and some, almost dying xp),  we're really glad because everyone expected came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;  I'm not familiar with her college friends though, all I know is that they're all boys. lol But hey, I know some of them too like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oliver&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt; which happens to be Zab's HS friend too, small world huh? He got to chance to tag her girlfriend along, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dana&lt;/span&gt; which happens to be Zab's neighbor too. :}} haha.  I also got the chance to mingle with her family days/weeks/years ago before her birthday, so yeah she really had a cool family.   I've met a lot of new faces last night, but nonetheless, we all had fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iii.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;etcetera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;Yesterday was special because its the first time that I went swimming with him. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; What makes it even more special is when the clock strikes 12 because we got the chance to be with each other on the first few minutes of our 29th month of being officially together.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ota"&gt;&lt;span id="otq"&gt;Randomness strikes! I just love Zab &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(boyfriend/beshie&lt;/span&gt;), Kamae (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt;), Athena (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;labs&lt;/span&gt;), Ten (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my #1 fan&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp; Juj (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;besifafi&lt;/span&gt;). lol  They're my bestfriends. aww. ;}} &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mushy much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Notice that I'm writing this as if I was the one who celebrated the debut. lols.   It's my turn on the 24th don't worry,  expect longer post/s. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moon Over You - Cynthia Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-199118909781679953?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/199118909781679953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=199118909781679953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/199118909781679953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/199118909781679953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/kamae-at-18.html' title='Kamae at 18'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-6742969873466162842</id><published>2008-05-02T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:57:35.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFs'/><title type='text'>Rant Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Y! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;behaving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just finished re-installing my Y!-fucking-M because a friend once told me to do so after telling her that I've been experiencing disconnection problems with it.  Guess what? Disconnections kept on reoccurring still.  arrgh.  I dunno where the problem is rooted but the hell with &lt;a href="http://beta.messenger.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo Messenger 9.0 Beta&lt;/a&gt; anyway.  Good thing I don't log in often to this crap or else you don't wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ii.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, I've been asked by my parents lately if I wanted to stay in a dorm (FINALLY!) because I told them that I'll probably be having a 9pm dismissal this year.  I told them anyhow that it still depends on the schedule so the verdict will be cast on May19 which happens to be the 1st day of enrollment.  My fingers remain crossed for days now.  I really hope they'll allow me to stay in a dorm/apartment of some sort because commuting from Cavite to Manila everyday is really stressing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; letting&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just deleted two of my oldest blogs.  I've always wanted to delete those but I'm always having second thoughts every time I'm trying to do so.  Deleting blogs were like letting go a part of your past on which, for me, is a very hard thing to do.  I might regret it someday but hell thanks anyway because I did it today.  So yeah, I'll kill the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every Bitch But Me - Skunk Anansie&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-6742969873466162842?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/6742969873466162842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=6742969873466162842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/6742969873466162842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/6742969873466162842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/05/rant-away.html' title='Rant Away'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-4688290352812316759</id><published>2008-05-02T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:58:26.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Mayflowers Bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1st day of May, labor day.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woke up at around 5 am because of my freaking dysmenorrhea and I must say it really really really sucks.  Things get even worse at 6 fucking something am because a brownout occurs.&lt;/span&gt;  My father invited me for a breakfast in Jollibee or McDonald's because it was really hot but I just asked him for a tablet of pain killer instead --Arrgh the pain is really killing me!!  Anyway, enough about cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I logged onto multiply, I saw &lt;a href="http://callanta88.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Martin&lt;/a&gt; having a list of May celebrants in his blog.  I was about to that too (naunahan lang ako cause I woke up late na rin) because I also know a lot of people (including myself) who'll be celebrating their birthday this month.  So here I am coming up with a list of May celebrants at hand.  Hooray for my birth month! ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/myblackangel" target="_blank" title="Louie" border="0"&gt;6 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/huazeray" target="_blank" title="*Ray &amp;amp; Edray" border="0"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/pinkamae" target="_blank" title="Kamae" border="0"&gt;8&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/8707343" target="_blank" title="Will" border="0"&gt;9&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/yukiisfragile" target="_blank" title="Gianne" border="0"&gt;11&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/donjuandreams" target="_blank" title="Audie" border="0"&gt;13&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/tetelbutets" target="_blank" title="*Crystel, Charm &amp;amp; Tyrone" border="0"&gt;14&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/6380865" target="_blank" title="Marren" border="0"&gt;17&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/56323146" target="_blank" title="Lei" border="0"&gt;19&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/cybillpardo" target="_blank" title="Cybill" border="0"&gt;20&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/ylla09" target="_blank" title="Allyanah" border="0"&gt;23&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/purplejelly24" target="_blank" title="Ayee &amp;amp; *Chesca" border="0"&gt;24&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/tikiloy" target="_blank" title="Rei" border="0"&gt;27&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/pencilsoda" target="_blank" title="Erica" border="0"&gt;30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;note:&lt;/span&gt;  Please roll your mouse over the numbers to see whose birthday is it on that day.   Asterisk [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*] indicates the celebrant's link for days having more than one celebrant.&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/6371652727933082005-4688290352812316759?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/4688290352812316759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=4688290352812316759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4688290352812316759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4688290352812316759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/mayflowers-bloom.html' title='Mayflowers Bloom'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-8385773773579914180</id><published>2008-04-30T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:42:54.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the not so self-centered she'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>GOT ever-so-cliched TAGGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really am not fond of complying with the famous "Tag game".  I've been tagged by a lot already, but I was able to retrieve tag invitations only from &lt;a href="http://fiamette.multiply.com/" title="06.07.07" border="0" target="_blank"&gt;Affiane&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ampie01.multiply.com/" target="_blank" title="05.22.08"&gt;Ampie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dioseby20.multiply.com/journal/item/20/TAGGED_D" title="05.12.08" target="_blank"&gt;Deb&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://meowmeow04.multiply.com/" title="04.05.08" border="0" target="_blank"&gt; Joanna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chocobits8i8.multiply.com/" title="04.30.08" border="0" target="_blank"&gt;Nel&lt;/a&gt;,  &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://tsokolateng--tunaw.blogspot.com/" title="04.28.08" border="0" target="_blank"&gt;Tepai&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dunno elsewhere I've been tagged so I'm really really sorry to the imaginary friend who tagged me before (if ever someone really did).&lt;/span&gt;  Anyway, please keep in mind that I'll be doing this, out of boredom, for the first time and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;color:green;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Each blogger starts with ten random facts / habits about themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10 Random Facts/habits about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love music so much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Frogs,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have something in common --I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only got 4 hours of sleep today and I'm soooo dizzy. :'[  (My insomnia resurfaces again so I have to wake up early to sleep earlier tonight. Gnarly eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend calls me the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Burger Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; because he knows how much I love Burger King sooo much! haha!  I call him the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dairy King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; though. lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the combination of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;mango &amp;amp; rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to juggle pillows on my feet when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm allergic to dust &amp;amp; insect bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's something about rains &amp;amp; rainbows that I love so much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What else? I'm running out of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This tag game is getting on my nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I tag no one!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GAME OVER.&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/6371652727933082005-8385773773579914180?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/8385773773579914180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=8385773773579914180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8385773773579914180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8385773773579914180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-ever-so-cliched-tagged.html' title='GOT ever-so-cliched TAGGED'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3997182514313732729</id><published>2008-04-25T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:56:57.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy Sappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is such a happy day!  So happy I could almost see rainbows aglow behind hills where a very VERY very petite girl, in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;, ought to rode her fairy-tairy bicycle with such glow in her eyes all because of the ugh, happiness she was feeling at that point of time.  la la la~ (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;note:&lt;/span&gt;  the girl ain't me, think picturesque&lt;/span&gt;) Seriously, what made me happy today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Him, obviously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;McDonald's cheese burger &amp;amp; large fries (Doesn't have to do with the burger burger commercial m'kay? I&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Craaaaave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for McDonald's cheese burger &amp;amp; fries for like a week now.  So yeah. Cut the crap, B.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forbidden Kingdom (Such an awesome film!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dairy Queen Blizzard Treat  (Its the "billiards" he craves, lol.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, my today's favorite things.  Time to go!  *waves* ;]&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/6371652727933082005-3997182514313732729?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3997182514313732729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3997182514313732729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3997182514313732729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3997182514313732729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-sappy.html' title='Happy Sappy'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-7138257892231531498</id><published>2008-04-24T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:56:25.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>lurve.loave.loff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SBAfdv0dlXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xER60bxd4ZY/s1600-h/08042318072800+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 153px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SBAfdv0dlXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xER60bxd4ZY/s320/08042318072800+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192684966271358322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was Wednesday afternoon when my bro and I saw these cargo trailers near the intersection of Covina and Bellazona. I know that it was really loooove&lt;span class="bg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the first time I saw it so I grabbed the chance to took this picture.  Too bad I didn't brought the camera with me so I just used my trusty phone in shooting this wonderful art.  I edit it afterwards to give it a nice vintage look. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ii.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayee, si bob nasa clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Kuya mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the day he'll be going home from the province. yay! He's probably on the plane right now.  Its been a long long long long time since I last saw him. ;[  I'm so looking forward to seeing him again.  Speaking about *ehem* the devil, no scratch that, I mean my boy, we'll be celebrating our 2nd anniversary on the 27th! weee! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6371652727933082005-7138257892231531498?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/7138257892231531498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=7138257892231531498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7138257892231531498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7138257892231531498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/lurveloaveloff.html' title='lurve.loave.loff'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SBAfdv0dlXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xER60bxd4ZY/s72-c/08042318072800+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3901465963065530485</id><published>2008-04-22T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T16:11:09.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Cathy-splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h142/aya024/cattthhycute.jpg" title="cathy.♥" target="_TOP" alt="cathy.♥" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a pic of my dog, Cathy.  I found it  just lingering around my desktop so I decided to edit it in PS.  I took this pic eons ago behind our screen door, giving it it's lomo look (fish eye that's it) --I didn't do that on purpose cause  I'm not much of a lomo fan m'kay?  Anyway,  one can easily distinguish that this is not a real lomo so don't be harsh on me.  That's it for now.  Ciao!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-3901465963065530485?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/3901465963065530485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=3901465963065530485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3901465963065530485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/3901465963065530485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/cathy-splash.html' title='Cathy-splash'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-565585302721902462</id><published>2008-04-18T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:09:26.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Lo and Behold Mediocrity at its Finest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny how my writing style varies every time I decide to write again after quitting to do so.  My occasional &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want it like this, I want it like that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were, I guess, all dictated by my whims.  The first time I heard about the word "blog" was about 3 or 4 years ago when an online friend posted his link on his YM status.  I was into gaming back then.  I totally had no clue what he gotten himself into so I asked him what is it all about.  Being the gay he was, I could almost hear his irritated voice as he explained to me the concept of blogging.  Frightened (yes I was, taray kasi! XD), I figured out how it works with the help of blogskins.com and bro's basic knowledge of html (super thanks to him).  Since then, I blogged a lot.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Making me more of a tactless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;blabbermouth,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a sensible writer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; a not-so-eerie makata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;an eerie makata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a make-believe [insert whatever here],&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So looking back my blog history, I wanted to share with you the blogs I went gaga for (A not so smart thing to do, but I'll do it anyway).  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yeah, I'm taking the risk of being embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  tsk.  I really can't get enough of its rawness, I'm seriously laughing my ass off!  Nostalgia, take me away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aie024.blogspot.com/" title="The Last Carnivorous Butterfly" target="_TOP" alt="The Last Carnivorous Butterfly" border="0"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;a href="http://diefortheturtle.blogspot.com/" title="Ang Paglalakbay sa Mundo ng Banaba" target="_TOP" alt="Ang Paglalakbay sa Mundo ng Banaba" border="0"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;a href="http://boxingera.blogspot.com/" title="Pating Pating Pagong!" target="_TOP" alt="Pating Pating Pagong!" border="0"&gt; 3&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;a href="http://boxingera.livejournal.com/" title="Turtle Memoirs" target="_TOP" alt="Turtle Memoirs" border="0"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'll be deleting these blogs soon because I was able to retrieve my old blogger account.&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/6371652727933082005-565585302721902462?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/565585302721902462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=565585302721902462&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/565585302721902462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/565585302721902462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/lo-and-behold-mediocrity-at-its-best.html' title='Lo and Behold Mediocrity at its Finest!'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-8060833789162057002</id><published>2008-04-14T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:49:11.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soldier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Yesterday Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning Rants:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up at around 3:50am today and I must say that I'm not used to waking up this early nowadays.  I admit my alarm rings at this point of time before (HAH! beat that!) because I have to get early all the time for my 7:30 am class.  &lt;span&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had this very wierd dream about the game, &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo8.com/game/629/super_mario_brothers/"&gt;Super Mario brothers&lt;/a&gt;, because the casts were not Mario &amp;amp; Luigi but were my block mates instead. ha ha. I noticed that my dreams this April varies from the strangest to the most untouchable ones and by that, I always ended up laughing every time I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and it rained:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It rained today.  Yup, it miraculously rained today and I was so relieved because of the super hot weather.  I remember my boyfriend telling me that its been raining cats and dogs in their province last Sunday, how I envied him back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello, uh, &lt;strike&gt;stranger&lt;/strike&gt; soldier?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lounging at the couch lazily as I watched &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/tv/shows/seinfeld/"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/a&gt;, I reached for my phone because someone is calling.  Knowing it was him (Zab), I answered it instantly without looking who the caller was. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;After exchanging a couple of hello's, I found out that it was not him so I hung up.&lt;/span&gt;  I want to know who he is but I didn't made an effort to do so.  He called again and I answered for the 2nd time.  Our four minute conversation had led to a revelation that he is from &lt;a href="http://www.pma.ph/"&gt;Philippine Military Academy&lt;/a&gt; (PMA).  He got my number from my friend, Basil, also from PMA.  I then remembered Basil  sending me a text intended for Chris ( the caller) which includes my number and some deets about me.  Being a dork that he was, Basil apologize for sending my number.  I told him its ok blah blah.  So yeah if you're wondering if Chris and I were now texting, the answer is no.  Yes he's nice and friendly but I'm not into entertaining "text mates, guy friends, special friends (name it)" while I'm currently into a relationship. So I guess that's it. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Read the title, events in this post happened yesterday.  Upon writing this, Chris called.  &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*bobayifieldsforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, still.&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/6371652727933082005-8060833789162057002?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/8060833789162057002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=8060833789162057002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8060833789162057002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/8060833789162057002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/yesterday-post.html' title='The Yesterday Post'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-4333737493193724656</id><published>2008-04-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:51:48.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Dizzy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Munching big bites on my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kamoteng kahoy&lt;/span&gt; makes me wonder, what is it in this crop that makes me so dizzy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the net and holy cow, I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 102);"&gt;Cyanide Theory&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- when eaten raw and with poor preparation, cassava roots can kill because it is very poisonous. It contains a bitter substance, a cyanogenetic glucoside called phaseolunatin, which breaks down upon harvest into the toxic hydrocyanic acid (prussic acid or HCN), acetone, and glucose by the action of the enzyme linase. The HCN can kill instantly by inhibiting respiration. The lethal dose for humans is 150 milligrams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detoxification of the tuberous roots can be done by hydrolysis by soaking the roots in water, crushing or cutting them, or by boiling them. The HCN content varies in tubers obtained from different locations or different varieties. In sweet varieties --- known as sweet potato or Impomoea Batatas L., most of the acid is located in the skin and the exterior cortical layer and concentration seldom exceeds 50ppm of cyanide. However, in bitter and wild varieties, the acid is uniformly distributed in all parts of the roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The symptoms exhibited by the victims shortly after eating the tainted cassava were diarrhea, stomach pains, dizziness, salivation, frothing, and cyanosis.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly freaked out upon reading this.  And then, I remembered the issue about &lt;a href="http://emeritus.blogspot.com/2005/03/cassava-poisoning.html"&gt;cassava poisoning&lt;/a&gt; few years ago.  I'm really worried about being poisoned and stuff.  Thoughts of me being rushed into the nearest hospital cross my mind for a split second.  I can see my uncle's evil smirks (we have some issues, or so I thought) as if he's seeing this as a chance for revenge ( he's assigned in  emergency room btw).  But then I guess paranoia's taking its toll on me, again.  Oh well, whatever.  I'll just tell mum to be careful in preparing such the next time around. ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-4333737493193724656?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/4333737493193724656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=4333737493193724656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4333737493193724656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/4333737493193724656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/dizzy-girl.html' title='Dizzy Girl'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-7090546441064803810</id><published>2008-04-11T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:53:23.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the not so self-centered she'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biased livejournalist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kites'/><title type='text'>Unearthed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Who could've known my love for writing resurrected on the 11th day of April, 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Actually my alter-ego has been forcing me to write for months now,  its just that time wouldn't allow me to do so (super thanks for my tedious write-ups last sem, it makes me more of a  nursing student majoring in Filipino).  Anyway, as I was surfing around the net last week, I found myself reading my friends' entries in LiveJournal making me want to write again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And so, I logged on to my old blogger account to make this blog.  Circumstances have brought me to conclude that you might now ask why not use my &lt;a href="http://boxingera.livejournal.com/"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; account instead? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its because I want everything to be fresh out of the box and to be honest with you, I really don't know how to modify my template there.Besides, I've been on hiatus for so long, its really hard keeping up with time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I really want an LJ-based blog because I think its way cooler there, but then I guess I don't have any choice other than making blogger my new blog provider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; lol. Moving on, I've  made a lot of modifications from codes that of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/me/detonatedlove/"&gt;detonatedlove♥&lt;/a&gt;'s (I have to give credit where credit is due) to give my blog a fresh clean look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kite flying day.  My frustrations of flying a kite resurfaces whenever I passed by Quirino Grandstand upon going home from school.  I feel sorry for myself because I haven't flown one in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;But that doesn't stop me from dreaming!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;  I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'m still hoping for that day I'll be flying it with him (I've been nagging him for months now haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Enough about my nonsensical blabs.  I now present you my blog (hopefully my last).&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;confetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;confetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6371652727933082005-7090546441064803810?l=kiteflyingday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/feeds/7090546441064803810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6371652727933082005&amp;postID=7090546441064803810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7090546441064803810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6371652727933082005/posts/default/7090546441064803810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiteflyingday.blogspot.com/2008/04/unearthed.html' title='Unearthed'/><author><name>Ayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Va8kQQolynw/SQrnIH7tZDI/AAAAAAAAACs/LKLDrzOBvUc/S220/ayeecute.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371652727933082005.post-3603664128485595302</id><published>2008-04-01T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:50:08.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credits'/><title type='text'>Credits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;05.19.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bear in mind that everything in this site was made by me unless otherwise stated. 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