<?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-35001038</id><updated>2012-01-30T21:04:19.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoliarium</title><subtitle type='html'>toads. frogs. lobsters. they're all the same.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-7751935711895592871</id><published>2009-03-07T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:37:52.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been 10 months since I last posted in this blog. &lt;/span&gt;A lot of weird things happened. I became busy with something/someone for a few months and somehow, my love for writing (and everything else) died. Or at least hibernated. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I plan to continue posting here. I just missed this blog, that's all. After reading what I wrote here almost a year ago, I was surprised there wasn't gagging nor throwing up on my part. They weren't that bad. And I wasn't as sucky as I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The posts below were my random bitchings and rantings. No real essays here.&lt;br /&gt;I was smarter when I wrote  them.&lt;br /&gt;I was more bored.&lt;br /&gt;I was meaner.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I made a lot more sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;west&gt;&lt;/west&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-7751935711895592871?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7751935711895592871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7751935711895592871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7751935711895592871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7751935711895592871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-10-months-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5594338050268151037</id><published>2008-05-12T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T04:37:16.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sipol. sipol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5594338050268151037?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5594338050268151037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5594338050268151037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5594338050268151037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5594338050268151037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2008/05/sipol.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-7122051172107513368</id><published>2007-12-29T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:32.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style=""&gt;Take it off! All the way!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/R3cnY0rT9TI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8jYiPbiN9rU/s1600-h/the+full+monty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/R3cnY0rT9TI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8jYiPbiN9rU/s400/the+full+monty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149628006332101938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Nietzsche once said: “He who has a &lt;i style=""&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; to live can bear with almost any &lt;i style=""&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;.” For Robert Carlyle and the rest of &lt;i style=""&gt;The Full Monty&lt;/i&gt; cast, that may just involve stripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Carlyle plays Gaz, a former steel worker, fighting for at least joint custody for his son Nate. However ridiculous the idea is, he considered stripping just so he could raise enough money to meet his ex-wife’s demands for custody of their son. On the other hand, Gerald, played by Tom Wilkinson, decided to play along the silly scheme when he realized that he needed money – immediately – and a new job to keep up with the posh life he and his wife has grown accustomed to. For all 6 actors who played the strippers, they had to really take of all their clothes in real life just to do that final scene and end the film with a bang. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The film, however short and simple, is awfully realistic. It reminds us that misery stops being misery the moment one realizes why he is doing it and offers it instead to something or someone he loves. Yeah! Logotherapy! ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-7122051172107513368?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7122051172107513368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7122051172107513368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7122051172107513368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7122051172107513368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/12/take-it-off-all-way-nietzsche-once-said.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/R3cnY0rT9TI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8jYiPbiN9rU/s72-c/the+full+monty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5359701302049899173</id><published>2007-12-29T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T21:03:20.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From the existential vacuum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aside from the reviews, critiques, and postlabs I still have to write during the last days of the Christmas break, this is probably my last attempt of blog post this year. I haven’t written in a while for obvious reasons, and I terribly regret not jotting down my thoughts especially during the last few sort-of-eventful months of 2007. Since I have been freakingly OCOC this year, this post will also be outlined into different subheadings, haha. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acads – awakening the GM in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the preceding year, 2007 was not that of a good year academically. Physical chemistry and accounting were barely tolerable but I learned a lot from Anatomy and Physiology, despite the disappointing grade, hehe. Biochemistry was also not as interesting as I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I earned a scholarship this year, which is the cause for my sudden transformation into what is now popularly known as GM or grade maniac (because GC is so last season ^_^). Hindi naman sobra but I was more conscious than ever to raise my grades despite the increasing difficulty of the subjects. I had to maintain a GWA &lt;2.0 and I would practically die if it falls below the said grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I haven’t taken these subjects this year, I became interested in both Public Health and Psychology. The reason for the first is because of a new org Sir Salenga is trying to establish, which I will elaborate later ^_^. On the other hand, my sudden curiosity in Psych was roused by a book I am currently reading for Humanities, something by Frankl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had an on and off impulse to consider med school this year. I would have taken the NMAT if only I had money at the time I had to pay the application fee. ^_^ My reasons? I actually don’t know. I don’t even understand why I want to go there given that I have poor memorization skills, especially in Anatomy. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Org life – puro na lang org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that this year is all about school life, it wasn’t all acads for me. Org life is probably the only social life I have here in UP. Sad, I know. Pero dito sa UPCP, ang org talaga ang nagsisilbing pangalawang family ng mga students, kaya nga nagimbal kaming lahat nung pina-evacuate kami ng tambayan dahil sa reroofing yata nung area whatever. Buti na lang false alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already mentioned in previous blog posts that I ran for Vice-Presidency in our College Council. I lost. ^_^ Anyway, I was offered instead a Vice Chairperson position in PROPharm. I head the Integration Committee, the committee whose job many propharmers, including I dati, do not understand. We were anyway awarded best committee during the anniversary party of the organization but I believe we have yet to prove ourselves. Of all my organizations, it is in Propharm where I learned to be a real person, drama aside. If I hadn’t joined this org, I bet I would die the second I set foot into the real world after graduating. And since I owe propharm a lot, I promise to be a better leader and follower next year. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also this year that I served as EIC of The Pharmakon. To tell you the truth, I am not that happy with the paper anymore. It only serves the alumni, not the students. Despite it all though, I am still proud of the issue released during my term. It may not be the best, nor the most interesting, but it was certainly the longest! Haha. ^_^ yun yun e. I also realized that writing is just not for me, that’s why I’m not so enthusiastic about journalism anymore. Pero kahit ayaw ko na, mahal ko pa rin ang pharmakon pagkat ito ang pinakauna kong org. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to talk about an org which doesn’t even have a name yet but I’ll try anyway. ^_^ I proposed that it should be named SPARK – Samahan ng mga parmasyutiko para sa Kalusugan – but it was rejected. Hehe. Anyway, the org gears towards the greater involvement of pharmacists and student pharmacists in public health. Konti pa lang ang members nito so we only selected among ourselves the officers. I was chosen as Head of the Research Committee since I seem to be the dorkiest of them all, haha. Anyway, my job is to start research projects about health in communities and even institutions like UP. Pwedeng istudy yung risk factors for different diseases etc. And since interested din ako sa Psych, I want to look deeper into the Psychological Health of CP students, whether it is now in danger because of the strong academic pressure our teachers are giving us. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remembrance of the volleyball past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big part of my 2007 was volleyball. When I first walked around the UP manila campus, I knew then that my volleyball days are over. It wasn’t until my 3rd year in college that UP competed in the FJCPPhA sportsfest (which we fondly called “jfed”), the sort-of-UAAP of pharmacy schools in the Philippines. (2006 pa to but I’ll make kwento anyway). Syempre, hindi UAAP ang level of play dun. ^_^ All schools were on equal ground except UST, whose college/faculty of pharmacy has an already established team. Hindi naming sila ka-level. Ang galing nila. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After “Jfed”, Bakbakan came next. There was less pressure during bakbakan games at mas mababa ang net. ^_^ We lost to Med in the finals, therefore we placed 2nd. The women’s team, on the other hand, bagged the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2007 jfed was a more exciting episode. I was captain of this year’s team since Ganch decided not to show up. Wahehe. I felt like I played like crap during the first two games. We won against adamson but lost against NU. Buti na lang na-recruit naming si Centi na sobrang tangkad. Hehe. NU is probably one of the worst teams there but we lost. I do not know why exactly pero it’s because na-pressure kami masyado to win against them in order to advance to the finals. Hindi pa ganun ka-mature yung team. We played better in the battle for 3rd against MCU though. We won by an upset. ^_^ This time, we kept in mind that we should just enjoy the game and not mind at all if we win or lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST still played superbly. Ang galing nina Cheng, Amparna etc. I hate NU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We faced the College of Medicine as a more mature team in the next bakbakan. We nearly beat them, maniwala kayo. ^_^ Konting practice na lang. This time, nalaglag kami sa semis dahil sa kanila. Pero OK lang. That match was the best game we ever played as a team.&lt;br /&gt;Na-meet ko nga pala uli si Eldin Lao, teammate ko sa MakSci dati. He played libero for the UP Baguio team before transferring to UPM. Ang galing na nya ngayon. Also, Micheal Arda, former teammate din, now plays for the UP Spiking Maroons. O di ba? Ang astig. He currently ranks 17th in terms of score. Go Arda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conclusion, for lack of a better term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2007 may not have bought me good grades, much to my chagrin, but I know that I have gained so much more. I made new friends, instilled fresh values, and reaped rewards which may not be put in paper or classcards  but are nonetheless things I can be proud of. ^_^ Have a happy 2008.&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/35001038-5359701302049899173?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5359701302049899173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5359701302049899173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5359701302049899173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5359701302049899173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-existential-vacuum-aside-from.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2990172169986189835</id><published>2007-08-15T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T03:44:50.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border:3px outset; margin:10px; border-color:#eeffee; background:#eeffee;" cellpadding=4&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 style="background:#bbeebb; padding:5px; border:1px inset; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/disease"&gt;Doctor Unheimlich&lt;/A&gt; has diagnosed me with&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Westosis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;zombie attack&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;being able to fire webs from wrists, occasional arm pain, pale skin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cure&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;prayer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 style="background:#bbeebb; padding:5px; border:1px inset; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/disease" method="get" style="margin:0px;"&gt;Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:&lt;input type=text name=p size=9 style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="Go" style="background:#bbeebb; font-size:xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-2990172169986189835?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2990172169986189835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2990172169986189835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2990172169986189835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2990172169986189835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/08/doctor-unheimlich-has-diagnosed-me-with.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-6223788870281046306</id><published>2007-08-14T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:32.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uh, i'm in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it sounds stupid but it seems that i already forgot how to sign in to blogger. yes, &lt;em&gt;really stupid&lt;/em&gt;, iknow you can hardly imagine how could that have happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the thing is, i haven't touched this blog in forever. what happened? school happened. UP pharmacy sucks the life out of you and gives you a new one instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i learned to love my life in pharm though, i made a lot of friends, did a lot of crazy and ehem, wonderful things, basked in complete dorkness, spread evil... i'm not going to graduate yet, but i'll terribly miss pharm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;academics and propharm has been eating my time. i enjoyed it though. however, pharmakon is suffering, my complete apologies to the staff. i'm not much of a writer anyway - at least now. i'm actually beginning to speak bad english. terrible, yes. no employer in his right mind will ever hire me if this continues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;technically, i am a student leader even if i still feel that i am better suited as a follower. i consented to be an officer because i just hate not being in action, not being in forefront, and not being able to take part in making decisions. maybe my job now really suits me. being in the middle rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm hungry and i barely make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098855356942173058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RsLF7qeiw4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nLCLrfH2CcM/s320/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;a propharm blog is underway. i'm abandoning this blog soon. thanks for all those who stuck with me. =)&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/35001038-6223788870281046306?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/6223788870281046306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=6223788870281046306&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6223788870281046306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6223788870281046306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/08/uh-im-in-it-sounds-stupid-but-it-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RsLF7qeiw4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nLCLrfH2CcM/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4364088278589334007</id><published>2007-06-16T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:43:53.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Help! Does anyone know what the medical term NICRD mean? =) Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-4364088278589334007?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4364088278589334007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4364088278589334007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4364088278589334007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4364088278589334007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/06/help-does-anyone-know-what-medical-term.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4306943222695523687</id><published>2007-05-24T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:32.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of white streaks, bad boy designers, &amp; cheerleader-punks with loads of internal conflict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nanalo na si Jordin sa American Idol. Ang galing niya dun sa “This Is My Now”, tama si Simon, nilampaso niya si Blake dun. =) No offense Blake fans, pero dun pa lang, parang alam na kung sino yung mananalo. Don’t get me wrong, kampi ako kay Blake, magaling lang talaga si Jordin. Magpapalagay na din ako ng white streaks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is only now that Project Runway 3 is being aired in Star World. Napanood ko yung episode kagabi wherein there are only 4 designers left tapos they are getting ready for this big fashion show. One designer, Jefferey, yung lalaking maraming tattooes, has already finished his collection and has practically nothing to do anymore. Yung isa, si Laura, became suspicious and accused him of having outside help in sewing his clothes. So iyon, bitch si Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my research and found out that Jefferey won PR3 after all. Ang ganda kasi talaga ng clothes na dinesign niya. And napatunayan din na he made those clothes all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kaya ganun no? Sa mga reality shows, those who dare speak his / her mind tend to be eliminated early in the competition tapos those who decide to be “pleasant” ay yung mga nagtatagal. Pero yung mga wallflowers na yun, natatanggal din eventually, after people get tired of their feigned cuteness. But in Laura’s case, bitch talaga siya. Crab. Haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a series of sucky episodes, exciting na uli ang One Tree Hill, simula dun sa time na na-discover yung sex tape ni Brooke at Nathan, filmed at a time na si Peyton at Nathan pa. Sigh. Kawawa naman si Brooke, parang pinasama yung image niya dun sa show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting tired of Peyton anyway, kahit na may kwento na siya ngayon (sorry, ritch &amp;amp; other peyton fans ^__^). Dati kasi, puro internal conflict siya. I believe na si Brooke yung mas rightful na “lead”. Ang gulo kasi nung personality ni Peyton. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana mas sumaya ang One Tree Hill. “Masaya” in a way na mas may suspense yung story. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068050908683672114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RlVVcyOvmjI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XqzBKOfjKD0/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-4306943222695523687?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4306943222695523687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4306943222695523687&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4306943222695523687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4306943222695523687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-white-streaks-bad-boy-designers.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RlVVcyOvmjI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XqzBKOfjKD0/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4555311568003998728</id><published>2007-05-03T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:32.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RlVNcCOvmiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MS4PzHZusl8/s1600-h/spider-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068042099705748002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RlVNcCOvmiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MS4PzHZusl8/s200/spider-man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Heart Spidey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in high school, I remember writing about Spider-man in my pensieve. I awfully like the movie for lots of things, things which are hard to elaborate on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta eto, when I’m happy about something, I can’t put it into words (hindi ako nagda-drama). I’m more adept at writing when I’m completely miserable. So if I want to start a career in writing, I would have to regularly take depressants ^__^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider-man 3 is better than 1, which in turn is better than 2. You really should watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-4555311568003998728?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4555311568003998728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4555311568003998728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4555311568003998728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4555311568003998728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-heart-spidey-back-in-high-school-i.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RlVNcCOvmiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MS4PzHZusl8/s72-c/spider-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-7722178625152151521</id><published>2007-04-29T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:32.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Intern na ko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058812644950608162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RjSDTD-JCSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ggj5AnPh5RE/s200/adban-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waaah. It has been a looong time since my last post. Busy kasi ako sa Stat (summer class) at sa application ko for internship. ^___^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been accepted as an intern in Mercury Drug Corp. Triple yey. I went to their main office in far, far away Libis last thursday. Hindi ako marunong pumunta dun so sumama na lang ako sa schoolmate ko, si Ate Dana. Nag-meet kami sa Gateway, since katabi lang naman yun nung MRT station. Hindi nauubusan ng kwento si Ate Dana, not even for a fraction of a second, kaya I failed to familiarize myself dun sa mga dinaanan papunta dun. Luckily, I paid attention nung sinabi sa'kin kung saan sasakay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the long ride, nakarating na kami dun. I submitted my application, then, an HR personnel interviewed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HR: Bakit Industrial Pharmacy ang kinuha mong course?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WP: E kasi po, hahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HR: Bakit sa Mercury mo pinili mag-intern?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WP: *bola bola bola bola* ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HR: Anong balak mo after graduation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WP: Mag-aral uli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, they gave me waiver forms to be signed by the dean and my parents, which I have to return by tomorrow daw =( . Ok lang naman. After that, aalis na sana kami nang nilibre kami ng lunch nung isa sa mga bosses dun. ^__^ Ang theory ni Ate Dana, he was trying to "seduce" us to work there after we graduate. We played along anyway. Sayang yung libre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I returned there the next day. Since I'm not good at directions and I still haven't mastered the way to their office, I relied instead on my gut feelings. When I start walking down a street and it suddenly doesn't feel right, alam ko na na mali so iba yung dadaanan ko, only to discover that taking that turn doesn't feel right either. ^__^ Anyway, nakarating naman ako ng maayos. I left quickly after I submitted the waivers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sayang, wala nang free lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-7722178625152151521?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7722178625152151521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7722178625152151521&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7722178625152151521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7722178625152151521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/intern-na-ko-waaah.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RjSDTD-JCSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ggj5AnPh5RE/s72-c/adban-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3421348413399622800</id><published>2007-04-29T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:33.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wasted, Intoxicated, Whatever you want to call it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just recovered from a terrible hangover. Galing ako kina Monet yesterday (birthday niya). We had a major drinking spree: 2 bottles of tequila and a few beers. Ako pa yung &lt;em&gt;tanggero&lt;/em&gt; (para walang parallax error *wink*). Grabe. Although I did my best to pee every now and then to minimize the effects of drunkenness, hindi pa rin tumalab. At first, ok lang, ang tagal kasi bago ako naging tipsy. At 3 am, tuma-tumbling na yung paningin ko, tuma-tumbling pa yung stomach ko. I was the first to pass out among my "drinking buddies".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At about 9 in the morning, I was seriously debating with myself kung kaya ko na bang umuwi. I went home at around 10 and went straight to bed, lying face-down. Ayoko na. No to tequila. ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058805090103134482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RjR8bT-JCRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gir__hlfjsU/s320/tequila.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pic from: &lt;a href="http://www.yucatantoday.com/culture/eng-tequila.htm"&gt;http://www.yucatantoday.com/culture/eng-tequila.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;How to cure a hangover:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Sleep and rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Sleep and rest some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Gatorade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Vitamins (replacement)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Hot and cold shower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3421348413399622800?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3421348413399622800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3421348413399622800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3421348413399622800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3421348413399622800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/wasted-intoxicated-whatever-you-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RjR8bT-JCRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gir__hlfjsU/s72-c/tequila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-8142733320187855436</id><published>2007-04-11T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:33.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP o Ateneo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having completely nothing to do this summer, I became addicted to reading forums on the net. I chanced upon the topic “UP... only 2nd best?” in one of the forums in the UP group in Friendster. A similar topic exists in a forum in the Philippine Government website. I can’t help but be amazed how both UP and Ateneo students defended their schools in a very tamed, mature, and intellectual matter. I was proud of my fellow iskos and iskas for standing up for our university using very scholarly reasoning but the ateneans also raised some pretty damn good arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been asked the question two years ago, when I was still a freshman, I would quickly snap “It’s UP”. No buts. But then, as I continued to strive in our school, I learned to be a little open-minded, a trait which is expected of us UP students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This topic has always been brought up whenever we have dinner with another family whose kid is trying to make up his or her mind on which college to go. My father would strongly lean on Ateneo, while of course, I will heavily favor UP. Mom will usually side with me. Squabbles like this would rarely go anywhere unless one will speak up and try to objectively evaluate both schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it is impossible for me to remove all my biases, but I will try to go all out in being fair. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Which school would I go to? UP or Ateneo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you plan on taking a Science course, pick UP. UP definitely has an edge over Ateneo in this field as it has more CoEs (Centers of Excellence) in science courses such as Biology, Chemistry, Marine Science, and Geology. Almost all Engineering courses in UP are CoEs. UP is also known for its excellence in the Health Sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you plan on taking a course in Business or Management, go for Ateneo. So far, Ateneo is best known in this field as many successful businessmen graduated from this university. Ateneo also has a CoE in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mayaman ka ba ($$$)? If you can really afford the expenses, then go ahead and enroll in Ateneo. Although it doesn’t matter kung mahirap ka o mayaman to be able to enter UP, mas accessible kasi sa mahihirap ang UP education. You shouldn’t give up your slot just because mayaman ka, but you may want to consider the fact that a poor student may be waitlisted sa slot mo, so you know. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is receiving catholic education that important to you? Ateneo offers theology subjects while UP does not. As I quote from one of those forum writers, “UP is very, very liberal when it comes to religion.“ There are even agnostics and atheists in UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you nationalistic? UP is, without doubt, the school for you. I’m not saying that the other school is not nationalistic, but the mere fact that you are in UP fosters in you a sense of patriotism. Mahirap i-explain. Kasi pag nasa UP ka, taongbayan ang nagpaparal sa’yo, so you feel that it is just right to return the favor pag nagtapos ka. It promotes in you a sense of duty. Kaya nga nagrarally ang mga taga-UP, one thing that a lot of people cannot understand. It’s because we feel that we have a duty to voice out our protests whenever something fishy is going on in the government. Para na rin i-represent yung iba. But this is a different story altogether. Back to the topic. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you want to be a good speaker? Yep, Ateneo’s for you. Ateneo students and graduates are just like wow in this area. UP also trains its students in speaking pero hindi ganun ka-intensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mahilig ka ba sa streetfood? Go to UP, masarap yung mga isaw, etc. sa Diliman. Sosyal ba yung mga kinakainan mo? Go to Ateneo, ok din yung mga resto sa tapat nun sa Katipunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ikaw, san mo ba talaga gusto? I guess it would really boil down to this. Choose the school you would really want to go to. It’s better if you make the decision yourself after weighing the good and bad points of both schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all. ^___^ All in all, I believe it would really depend on your course at kung saan mo ba talaga gusto pumasok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia: According to the THES-QS World University Rankings, UP is at 299th and AdMU is at 484th. UP ranks 1st nationally while Ateneo ranks 3rd. O, objective yan ha, sa survey yan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filipinasoul.com/philippines-best-universities/"&gt;http://www.filipinasoul.com/philippines-best-universities/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gov.ph/forum/thread"&gt;http://www.gov.ph/forum/thread&lt;/a&gt; (angelombb¸ guerdon, blairinnocent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbnet.net/results/images/" target="_top"&gt;http://www.pbnet.net/results/images/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topuniversities.com/worlduniversityrankings/2006/tables/201_520/"&gt;http://www.topuniversities.com/worlduniversityrankings/2006/tables/201_520/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052162605105217234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="39" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhzjHzDO_tI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ahSHURVQyhE/s400/up+ateneo.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8142733320187855436?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8142733320187855436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8142733320187855436&amp;isPopup=true' title='69 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8142733320187855436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8142733320187855436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/up-o-ateneo-having-completely-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhzjHzDO_tI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ahSHURVQyhE/s72-c/up+ateneo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>69</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5432111803033708174</id><published>2007-04-10T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:33.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dreaded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051802098435292866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhubPjDO_sI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZPUx6udDMmQ/s320/singko.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was Ariane’s first time to assist the admin in the summer registration as a UPPhA officer (ariane is our incoming batch rep). She, together with the other members of the council, prints out form 5As and 5s and hands them out to the enrolling students. It was also their job to give out class cards. After a grueling day, she sent me a text message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“May natutunan ako sa pagtao sa aquarium. Ang hirap pala magbigay ng classcard na may singko, lalo na sa mga kakilala mo. Grabe. Nakakalungkot pag nakikita mo silang hindi nadidisappoint.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that they weren’t disappointed. For sure, they were. If I ever got that unlucky, I’d feel terribly sad. But like them, I will choose not to show it. What do you expect di ba? Bigla ka na lang mag-iiyak dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven’t been given a 5 yet (heaven forbid), I have experienced a lot of failures — and I am thankful for those. This may sound cliché, but those flops made me a better person. Sabi nga sa isang basketball commercial, “Fall seven times, stand up eight.” Sabi din sa Batman, “Why do we fall? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up again.” So it doesn’t matter whether we fall or not, what’s important is how we rise after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nakakuha ka ng 5, ok lang yan. Iiyak mo. Tapos, ace that subject on your next take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The important thing is not to be bitter over life's difficulties. Learn to let go of the past and recognize that everyday won't be sunny, and when you find yourself lost in darkness and despair,remember, it's only in the black of night that you can see the stars, and those stars will lead you back home. So don't be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble and to fall, because most of the time, the greatest rewards come from doing things that scare you the most.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Whitey, One Tree Hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5432111803033708174?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5432111803033708174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5432111803033708174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5432111803033708174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5432111803033708174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/dreaded-today-was-arianes-first-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhubPjDO_sI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZPUx6udDMmQ/s72-c/singko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5551358359912273107</id><published>2007-04-09T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:33.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desperately up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051326016209209698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhnqP6jWyWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/O93cbC95u04/s400/DH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having ignored the whole lenten season, I decided to deal with Easter the same way and refused to go to mass yesterday. I instead started a Desperate Housewives marathon, at around 7 in the evening. I borrowed the DVDs from Jed ages ago. I don’t even know if he still remembers that he lent it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having nothing to munch on frustrated me, so I had no choice but to eat iced tea powder. It wasn’t exactly filling but it was the best I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents arrived at 10, just as George was throwing Dr. Goldfin off a bridge. They watched with me for a few hours. My father annoyed me with a lot of questions which I ignored. (Seriously, how can you ask me to explain Desperate Housewives to you? I’m concentrating.) They brought with them dinner, which I ate in front of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After devouring 2 Flosses, they decided to call it a night (or rather, a day, since it was already past 12). “What, are you going to stay up until 6 for that?” Mom asked. I just shrugged, thinking that I’ll probably hit the sack by 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not minding the time, I continued to watch as Susan’s love story is beginning to become really interesting. My brother woke up somewhere between Paul’s kidnap and Gabrielle’s baby – hunt. He asked the same type of annoying questions my father did but I told him to shut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom woke up at around 7. “You didn’t sleep?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, it’s practically still dark.” I answered. She opened our front door, letting in sunlight enough to kill a clan of vampires.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I turned off the DVD at 8 — right after Caleb assaulted Danielle. The Applewhites have never been interesting from the start anyway, I thought as I trudged off to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* got the photo from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/show/CTVShows/1087321847896_10" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/show/CTVShows/1087321847896_10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5551358359912273107?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5551358359912273107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5551358359912273107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5551358359912273107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5551358359912273107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/desperately-up-having-ignored-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhnqP6jWyWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/O93cbC95u04/s72-c/DH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-597593046829261566</id><published>2007-04-09T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:33.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Truth About Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i got this from an e-mail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dr. Schambaugh, of the University of Oklahoma School of Chemical Engineering, Final Exam for May of 1997 consisted of only one question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Schambaugh is known for asking questions such as, ''Why do airplanes fly?'' on his final exams. His one and only final exam question in May 1997 for his Momentum, Heat and Mass Transfer II class was:&lt;br /&gt;''Is hell exothermic or endothermic? Support your answer with proof.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"First, we postulate that if souls exist, then they must have some mass. If they do, then a mole of souls can also have a mass. So, at what rate are souls moving into hell and at what rate are souls leaving? I think we can safely assume that once a soul gets to hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for souls entering hell, let us look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, then you will go to hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and souls go to hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change in volume in hell. Boyle's law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in hell to stay the same, the ratio of the mass of souls and volume needs to stay constant. Two options exist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter hell, then the temperature and pressure in hell will increase until all hell breaks loose. 2. If hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until hell freezes over. So which is it? If we accept the quote given to me by Theresa Manyan during Freshman year, ''that it will be a cold night in hell before I sleep with you'' and take into account the fact that I still have NOT succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then Option 2 cannot be true. Thus, hell is exothermic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The student, Tim Graham, got the only A.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051324165078305106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhnokKjWyVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9AcInZHl8QU/s200/hell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That was so damn witty. Just a few months ago, I was so convinced that nobody could really, really, truly comprehend thermodynamics. Hell, that student deserves more that just an A. His answer is enough reason for the teacher to give him 3 PhDs and like 10 Noble awards right then and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* the picture was from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9iby6Ad6BlGmUEAE0KjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBsYnVxczg1BHNlYwNwcm9mBHZ0aWQDSTA2N184OQ--/SIG=1358omhqb/EXP=1176189341/**http://www.graphics-galore.com/images/Landscapes/Landscapes-1/Eden" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.graphics-galore.com/images/Landscapes/Landscapes-1/Eden's%20Hell.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-597593046829261566?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhnokKjWyVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9AcInZHl8QU/s72-c/hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-1330603450739888075</id><published>2007-04-06T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T03:11:10.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sayang to. gusto ko sanang maging online tutor sa Tutor.com kaya lang dapat you "currently reside in US or canada" at dapat "student or graduate of any university in the US or canada" ... may bayad pa naman. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-1330603450739888075?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/1330603450739888075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=1330603450739888075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/1330603450739888075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/1330603450739888075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/sayang-to.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-125379396475621468</id><published>2007-04-06T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T02:47:38.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm almost dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i haven't done anything productive or even thought of anything nice to do these past few days. idleness is like a cancer which very quickly spread inside my body before i could say "bakasyon na!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heck, summer classes will start on the 16th. until then, i better find something to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-125379396475621468?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/125379396475621468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=125379396475621468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/125379396475621468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/125379396475621468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-almost-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2946776186216795796</id><published>2007-04-04T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:33.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. shitty thing happened yesterday. i was about to publish a blog post when the connection suddenly failed. talk about luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. watched Coach Carter twice this week. bibili na ko ng dvd nun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049811520546326850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhSI0qjWyUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E92sai5UHa0/s400/coach+carter.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. hindi tuloy yung internship namin in HDSI this april. sa may na daw. meaning i'll be a bum for half the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. i hope it rains again. it rained pretty hard yesterday and ang sarap matulog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. nakakatawa pala yung bagong PBB, kakanood ko lang kagabi ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. been watching jason ring clips in youtube. he's a big shot volleyball player in the US. he has a freaking 44-inch vertical lift! nice... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my sem officially ended last friday, when i was unexpectedly exempted from my phy chem finals. real thanks, sir engle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it has been one hell of a sem. not so academically challenging (low toxicity levels...) but still hectic in some ways. org work was toxic this sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hope my GWA does not fall beyond 2.0 after this sem... just in case i decide to pursue med ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-2946776186216795796?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2946776186216795796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2946776186216795796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2946776186216795796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2946776186216795796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-1.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RhSI0qjWyUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E92sai5UHa0/s72-c/coach+carter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3019603664097569277</id><published>2007-03-25T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:34.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;dance of the sugar plum fairy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wow, classical. eto yung type of songs na soundtrip nina rio at kat ng mga nakaraang araw, in preparation of a listening exam for their hum2 class. i know this song from a music appreciation class way back in high school. it's from the nutcracker. tinignan ko nga sa youtube yung iba2ng version nito - merong acoustic, e.guitar at drums, e.keyboard, tapos buong orchestra. yuck, classical, ang geeky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;speaking of geekiness, supposedly nag-aaral ako ngayon. 2 exams ko tomorrow at hindi pa ako nagtitino sa pag-aaral. one is about evaporation, the other is about the 2nd and 3rd law of thermo (read: entropy). ang weird no? evaporation. it's a chem. engineering process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nag enlist na din ako online dahil naalala ko yung hum2 thing nila. hum2 is about humanities - art and music. i'll be taking that class next sem. under the same teacher as kat's. pag hindi yun yung teacher ko, ayoko na! ;) lenient daw kasi sya, hindi toxic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;other subjects that will be making my head hurt next AY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;phar110 - human anatomy and physiology: finally. lagi akong tinatanong dito sa mga bahay tungkol sa mga sakit, feeling nila dapat alam ko kasi pharmacist ako, e hindi pa ako naphy-physio. so iyon, at long last, makukuha ko na rin to. i really suck at biology but i hope i'll like this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;chem 157/157.1 - physical chemistry 2: after the horror that was phy chem 1. ihanda ang mga phase diagram ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pharm chem 106/106.1 - pharmaceutical biochemistry: finally din. i'm looking forward to this. pakiramdam ko relevant siya sa pang-araw2 na pamumuhay. ngek. kakabisaduhin ko na naman yung mga structures ng amino acids. parang every sem namin siya ginagawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pharm chem 37 - pharmaceutical analysis 3: the last of our analytical chem series. yey. i heard we'll be dealing with a lot of condensers here ;) at tsaka plants uli. this sem, yung students dito ay nag-analyze ng ginger at garlic. yan ang tamang paraan para paglaruan ang mga halaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045828579871457442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RgZiXATAgKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/77ZzEaILb2o/s320/oble.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3019603664097569277?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3019603664097569277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3019603664097569277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3019603664097569277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3019603664097569277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/03/dance-of-sugar-plum-fairy-wow-classical.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RgZiXATAgKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/77ZzEaILb2o/s72-c/oble.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5535678451495386965</id><published>2007-03-19T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:34.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hala! grabe yung exam namin kanina. tama ba namang magpropose kami ng sarili naming assay method? T_T e yung nakalagay na nga yung procedure and all, magcocompute ka na lang, mahirap na, e pano pa kaya yung lahat iisipin mo? anyway, that's life. ^_^ feeling ko naman ganun rin gagawin namin pag-graduate... actually, ok naman yung exam overall if it wasn't for that part. hehe. peace tayo ma'am jvt! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043636378789315666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rf6YkG35hFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/n94Jy6KHk3Y/s320/spectro.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nung pauwi na'ko, kulang ang pamasahe ko ng 50 cents. kainis di ba? Php 0.50 na lang. kainis, i have to spend pa tuloy my buo na pera. i'm kind of broke kasi nowadays... ^_^ haha. haha. it actually reminds me of a similar incident earlier. nagprotest ako sa teacher ko kanina, 64.5 lang kasi ako sa isa kong exam, 0.5 na lang pasado na! ^_^ kasi kailangan no grade lower than 65 to be a candidate for exemption. pero di daw talaga pwede. pinasakit ko lang ulo ni sir. ^_^ hayaan ko na nga. feeling ko madali naman finals e. i hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;commercial: kailangan daw ni ate pia ocampo ng qc-based volunteers sa elections, so if you're interested...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043637212012971106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rf6ZUm35hGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TNwVVTrGLNE/s320/ballot.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my desire to enter medical school grows stronger talaga the longer we make tambay sa univ. lib. ewan ko ba. sabi nung orgmate ko, diba IP ka? tapos magmemed ka? parang... (ha makes a flurry of hand gestures) kasi ganito: it's expected of industrial pharmacists to focus more on manufacturing and laboratory work so it would be a little bizarre for people from our course to suddenly shift to the biomedical sciences. i suddenly realized that if ever i would enrol in med, i would do so because i would like/love to learn things about medicine, not because i actually have the passion to heal people, which is really weird... and wrong, i think. waaah! anong gagawin ko? ^_^ MED o trabaho?&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/35001038-5535678451495386965?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5535678451495386965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5535678451495386965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5535678451495386965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5535678451495386965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/03/hala-grabe-yung-exam-namin-kanina.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rf6YkG35hFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/n94Jy6KHk3Y/s72-c/spectro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-239816276012917091</id><published>2007-03-15T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:34.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the up manila bakbakan 2007 volleyball tournament ended with the up college of pharmacy and college of medicine being crowned as champions for the women's and men's divisions, respectively.&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;game 2 of the championship was a much better game than game 1. we learned to work together a little bit more effectively this time. we failed, however. but the point is, we are slowly but surely maturing as a team. ^_^&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;we played a "pustahan" game after and it was cool. i realized something: sir salenga was right. after that faithful election day, things will be back to normal. we will all go back to becoming plain pharm students - nagpapakatoxic, nagtatawanan, naglalaro ng volleyball. this afternoon, we were not from propharm nor sandigan, nor from storyteller's club. we were just students from the college of pharmacy - united and having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042137519268952210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RflFXACx-JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kQpTCon6Q5k/s320/cha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the way, i sort of took an early phy chem exam because of the game. sabi ng mga classmates ko, "bakit mo kasi inuuna yung volleyball sa phy chem?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the answer is simple: chem 156 is not a seasonal subject, i can take it anytime ^_^ (joke) but i will never be 19, playing my heart out again. for the past 3 years, my life has been revolving around my studies. it's about time i listen to myself and do what i want and love. i have more to gain by playing, and that, for me, is more important than any joule-thomson effect or carnot-fucking-engine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;random thought: tuwing pumupunta ako ng univ lib, lagi kong naiisip na gusto kong mag-med. ^_^ e ayoko naman ng inaaral nila e. feeling ko gusto ko lang talaga i-extend ang student life ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-239816276012917091?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/239816276012917091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=239816276012917091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/239816276012917091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/239816276012917091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/03/up-manila-bakbakan-2007-volleyball.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RflFXACx-JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kQpTCon6Q5k/s72-c/cha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-9214623471961532839</id><published>2007-03-14T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:34.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to anonymous et al.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;even if i have a killer exam, a practical exam, a report, and a championship tomorrow, i believe it's about time i update ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anonymous, i wasn't talking about the elections on that last post, it was about another matter. anyway, thank you for the kind words. yes, i felt a pang of sadness when i was informed of the election results. i felt sad not only for me but for the other members of our slate who didn't get in as well. however, i rejoiced at the fact that our president won. i believe that has made all the difference. her victory was the slate's as well because it meant that more people embraced the principles that we were fighting for. more students believed in change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes, i felt sad. but i am not bitter, for bitterness is a lasting feeling. the president and i were prepared for anything because we were expecting a really close fight. and it was indeed close (an 11-vote difference). good? yeah, maybe it was. but it wasn't that clean if you ask me (from the north-east-west-south intro to the copying of the props in the rtr speech). the students have made their choice though, and we should respect that. i can only wish the vice president-elect success in all his endeavors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for what it's worth, i still believe that i was the better choice. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want my angst back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-7026404833810661706?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7026404833810661706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7026404833810661706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7026404833810661706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7026404833810661706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/positivity-get-hell-away-from-me-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3579516869123844307</id><published>2007-02-21T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T05:07:03.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FEU bags UAAP men's volleyball crown, beating the UP Fighting Maroons in straight sets, 25-11 25-13 25-20. The charging tamarraws dominated the first two sets, never letting go of the lead. The maroons were able to score consecutive points in the third set, gaining the lead at some time but was nevertheless overpowered by the tams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jessie B Lopez, earlier awarded as season 69's best server, was key to FEU's victory as he did a perfect setting job to his spikers. True to his award, he ended the game with a service ace. Lopez was awarded as the UAAP Season 69 MVP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;so iyon. i'm not really that bitter or diappointed (parang apektado talaga ako e ^_^). haha. ganun talaga. congratulations, xienah. magaling naman talaga ang feu e, receive pa lang, alam mo nang maganda na yung set at palo. UP just had a bad day, that's all. magaling pa rin sila. ^_^ tsaka favorite ko pa rin si Liñgo at Vizcarra. idol. basta next season, lagot na yung feu. joke. i promise to watch the games live na talaga next season. &lt;em&gt;matatapang, matatalino...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wonder what happened to the women's match? i hope UST made the lady tams &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BLEED&lt;/span&gt;. wahahahah. *evil laughter*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;nagpractice na kami ng RTR kanina, yung campaign sa elections. feeling ko kaya ko nang humarap sa tao. go west! (tama daw bang i-cheer yung sarili?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;excited na ko sa next game ng bakbakan sa saturday. sana makalaban na namin yung med.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3579516869123844307?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3579516869123844307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3579516869123844307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3579516869123844307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3579516869123844307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/feu-bags-uaap-mens-volleyball-crown.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5012412456339890663</id><published>2007-02-19T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T04:43:43.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just realized na feb. 19 pa lang ngayon. akala ko feb. 26 na. as in the whole day, yun yung date na sinusulat ko sa mga products, pati yung date sa exam ko kanina! one week advanced ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tama pala yung feeling ko sa exam namin kanina. hindi na'ko masyadong na-tense unlike last time. hindi sya kasi kasing hirap nung last exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nakakainis, napasukan ng virus yung pc ko! lahat ng mp3 files ko, zip file na sila! chickenshit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yun lang naman. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no to the 300% TFI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5012412456339890663?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5012412456339890663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5012412456339890663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5012412456339890663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5012412456339890663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-realized-na-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2527310444579486733</id><published>2007-02-17T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:44:27.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it ain't over 'til it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the feu effing tamaraws beat the up fighting maroons in 4 sets, 25-16 25-22 21-25 25-16, to get the 1st game of the best-of-three series in the finals of the uaap men's volleyball tournament. last season's mvp, pedregosa, locqiao, and setter jessie lopez led the barrage for the morayta-based spikers to beat the maroons in an almost commanding fashion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ggrrrr. feu, be warned, jerome lingo and his squad will be back to whoop your asses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-2527310444579486733?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2527310444579486733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2527310444579486733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2527310444579486733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2527310444579486733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-aint-over-til-its-over-feu-effing.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3375106441273460246</id><published>2007-02-17T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:18:50.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not in the elections ^_^... the pharm men's vball team toppled the up manila freshmen team in straight sets! the women's team won too, by default. pharm's winning streak continues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3375106441273460246?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3375106441273460246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3375106441273460246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3375106441273460246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3375106441273460246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/victory-no-not-in-elections.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3122682460098497670</id><published>2007-02-13T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:14:20.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling the pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here it goes: i'm running for student council — the main reason i was busy these past few days. plus, we're putting the final touches to the latest pharmakon issue. anyway, back to the politics. i hope nobody from the other party reads my blog. ^_^ kidding. all the same they'd know that on monday when campaign period starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the thing is, i'm really into a lot of pressure because of this whole election thing. pressure to win, to be smart, to be perfect in the eyes of others. honestly, i don't know if i've been putting that on myself or what. i'm not new to responsibility, i'm new to running for office. who knew politics would be this complicated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;although they don't doubt my abilities, some of my friends are a bit against me running. they're afraid it would go to my head. i know i won't let it. but then, popularity may get to me without me realizing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i won't be like some cheap aspirant who'd suddenly turn freakingly nice during election time. i'll be who i am before, during, and after the elections. i want the studentry to vote for me because of who i am, not because of who they think i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;honestly, if i'm asked what is my edge over my opponent, i still do not know the answer. pagiisipan ko pa. do i really have to answer that? medyo friends naman kami ni arjay e, volleyball teammates ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grabe no? i hope this whole election thingy goes well — win or lose. i will gain a lot from the experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3122682460098497670?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3122682460098497670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3122682460098497670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3122682460098497670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3122682460098497670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/feeling-pressure-here-it-goes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-8209779232297971773</id><published>2007-02-05T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:34.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hah! the exam i was yakking about the past few days is finally over. as all pharm chem exams go, it was draining. &lt;em&gt;very draining&lt;/em&gt;. it's like a strenous work-out. my vision was so blurry after, my body ached in all places. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so iyon. no match pa rin siguro yun sa mga exams sa master's (yung mga &lt;em&gt;explain exhaustively &lt;/em&gt;type), pero parang ganun pa rin. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nawala na'ko sa kwento ni bokbok poknat, jackie/ely, janelle/gian. haha. =) pero kailangan pa rin talagang mag-aral. 1 down, 2 to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028052310716675202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rcc679RZdII/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ir3o6BtFrkE/s320/nada+surf.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yey. ang saya ng nada surf. no, i didn't buy the record. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"to find someone you love, you've gotta be someone you love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8209779232297971773?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8209779232297971773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8209779232297971773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8209779232297971773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8209779232297971773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/exams-hah-exam-i-was-yakking-about-past.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rcc679RZdII/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ir3o6BtFrkE/s72-c/nada+surf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4536034685021796259</id><published>2007-02-03T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:35.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so yun na nga. maingay na naman sa street namin dahil dun sa jackhammer people uli.  it turns out na taga-mwss sila. no match yung noise sa isang sonicator pero masakit pa rin sa ulo kaya umalis ako ng bahay, kailangan ko talaga mag-aral. cramming na to. =) puno ang starbucks kaya sa seattle's best na lang. mas ok pa dun, walang tao. =) after 2 hours or so, umalis na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakalimutan ko na kung pano umuwi from megamall. =) sumakay ako ng fx na "pasig". yun! mali! naligaw ako! waaaah! i stayed calm nonetheless... hindi ako pumupunta ng pasig by commuting pero familiar yung lugar sa'kin kasi dun dati nagwwork si daddy. nung may bumaba, bumaba na din ako. =) nagtanong ako dun sa isang barber shop kung pano pumunta ng quiapo (kasi may jeep na pasig-quiapo). kaya ayun, hindi na ko lost! =) ewan ko ba, parang hindi talaga ako meant makauwi ng maaga. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung nasa shaw na'ko (on the right path ^_^), nakakita ako ng starbucks. @#$%! hindi na'ko pupunta sa megamall ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned: maging mas logical sa pagcocommute! e kasi naman west...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOXIC ako next week! pray for my soul ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RcR5S9RZdHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c1xIfyWZkOQ/s1600-h/NewTamaraw_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RcR5S9RZdHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c1xIfyWZkOQ/s320/NewTamaraw_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027276450644456562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/35001038-4536034685021796259?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4536034685021796259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4536034685021796259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4536034685021796259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4536034685021796259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/adventure.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RcR5S9RZdHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c1xIfyWZkOQ/s72-c/NewTamaraw_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5602327192693684749</id><published>2007-02-01T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:35.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayan ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ages ago na pala yung huli kong post. busy kasi sa school, as usual. ayoko namang magsulat dito tungkol sa mga ginagawa ko dun, it won't make sense e, sino ba naman ang magbabasa pag nagpost ako na nag-assay ako ng amoxicillin capsules using HPLC? ano yung HPLC? exactly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, naki-"try-outs" ako sa freshmen volleyball team ng upm last week. hindi ako freshman pero nakilaro ako, ininvite ako e. =) actually, hindi naman nila malalaman kung 1st year ka dun o hindi, unless sabihin mo. ayun. may nag try-out na girl na setter, ang galing. she's like, perfect. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko nang matapos ang 2nd sem. sige na. please??! =) meron kasing team building ang org namin sa summer, one week sa cagayan. masaya yun. iitim uli ako. actually umitim na'ko nung nag-volleyball ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumabas na nga pala yung results ng pharm boards. ang galing! kaya lang hindi top 1 si sir sig, kami yung na-depress para sa kanya. cum laude yun e. tsk. ganun daw talaga pag boards. it's everybody's ball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: gusto kong manood ng concert ng incubus, kahit sa dvd lang. tsaka gusto kong pumunta sa korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga pala. kanina sa pe, natamaan ako sa ulo ng raketa nung isa kong classmate! kainis talaga! hindi siya nagsorry. sabi ko kanina, "magbabayad sya..." in my best telenovela facial expression. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga pala ulit ulit ulit, last week, i attended another leadership training seminar. bakit kaya ako umaattend ng mga ganon? =) hmmm... abangan... joke. basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RcG5DyrLUbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KnzEr2SICa8/s1600-h/Nonsens+%40+Sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RcG5DyrLUbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KnzEr2SICa8/s200/Nonsens+%40+Sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026502133915799986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/35001038-5602327192693684749?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5602327192693684749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5602327192693684749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5602327192693684749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5602327192693684749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/02/ayan-ages-ago-na-pala-yung-huli-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RcG5DyrLUbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KnzEr2SICa8/s72-c/Nonsens+%40+Sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-6071831086766126923</id><published>2007-01-19T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:35.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021719725996987090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RbC7fA2fUtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bc3BE0Xmbl0/s320/roddick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Roddick kicks Safin’s ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Andy Roddick of the U.S. returns a forehand during his third round match against Russian Marat Safin at the Australian Open tennis tournament in Melbourne Friday, Jan. 19, 2007. (AP Photo/Rick Stevens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/photo/070119/483/mel21501191142"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/photo/070119/483/mel21501191142&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of watching abs-cbn’s evening telenovelas, I switched the channel to ESPN to watch the Australian Open. I was just hoping to relax a bit before staying up late again to cram, when I got hooked on the game. Marat Safin was playing Andy Roddick. I’m not very familiar with tennis players but I know both players. Safin is Jessica Zafra’s favorite player, after whom she named her cat, Saffy. Roddick, on the other hand was / is (whatever) Mandy Moore’s beau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was rooting for Safin. He seems to be a more experienced and more confident player. When the umpire started making incorrect calls, he was always on his feet protesting. He challenged many of those calls and most of the time, he was right. Of course it was an insult to the officials not to trust their judgment but some of their decisions were just unfair. It was very impressing how Safin never let anyone stomp on his principles — especially if it could mean the game for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the match was nearing its end, I switched to Roddick’s side. I did so not because he was winning (he wasn’t, it was a close fight), but because I realized he was just the better player. He was relaxed, calm, composed, and aggressive at the same time. He showed more maturity than Safin as a player. Plus, he’s got killer serves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports isn’t really about all-out aggressiveness. Sometimes, it’s also about patience and positive attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “One point at a time.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-6071831086766126923?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/6071831086766126923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=6071831086766126923&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6071831086766126923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6071831086766126923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/roddick-kicks-safins-ass-andy-roddick.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RbC7fA2fUtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bc3BE0Xmbl0/s72-c/roddick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-7546207436165967003</id><published>2007-01-18T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:35.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Ra-z5A2fUsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eIJUGFeWBhQ/s1600-h/ani-padme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021429901603852994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Ra-z5A2fUsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eIJUGFeWBhQ/s320/ani-padme.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obi-Wan: You were the Chosen One! It was said that you would, destroy the Sith, not join them. It was you who would bring balance to the Force, not leave it in Darkness.&lt;br /&gt;He picks up Anakin's light saber and begins to walk away. He stops and looks back.&lt;br /&gt;Anakin: I hate you!&lt;br /&gt;Obi-Wan: You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;star wars 3: revenge of the sith has to be one of the saddest movies i've ever seen. sad, not in a mushy, sentimental, tearjerker kind of way but because things didn't work out for anakin when all he did was try to keep padme from dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i never completely understood star wars's story, since i still haven't seen episodes 4,5,&amp;amp;6 in full. i saw the 3 prequels though, and i only understood anakin's story, not the politics in it. i was just intrigued back then about how a seemingly good boy can turn into the very impersonation of evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;star wars 3 showed how following your heart can be extremely dangerous. in conflicts between duty and your emotions, it's better to abide by the former. really, is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i were in anakin's position, i would've made the same choices as him. i can't tell why, but i don't understand how trying to do something right can turn into a total mess. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lines from:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://massassi.yavin4.com/sw/m3mov18.htm"&gt;http://massassi.yavin4.com/sw/m3mov18.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know, the opposite of love isn't hate. It's indifference. And if you hate me, that means you still care and we're still connected and I still have a chance to set you right."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bree, Desperate Housewives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-7546207436165967003?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7546207436165967003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7546207436165967003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7546207436165967003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7546207436165967003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/obi-wan-you-were-chosen-one-it-was-said.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Ra-z5A2fUsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eIJUGFeWBhQ/s72-c/ani-padme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-7824496176770932064</id><published>2007-01-16T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:35.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. gusto ko sanang magpost ng update kahapon kaya lang nahihilo na talaga ako, kasi di ako natulog. ^_^ di ako makatulog e. hindi uli ako makatulog ngayon, kaya eto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. yey! na-move yung exam. mabuhay si sir engle. medyo nabawasan yung pagiging toxic. hindi pala medyo, nabawasan talaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. nanood ako ng vball sa espn kanina, usa vs serbia &amp; montenegro. yung isang player ng us, na*****an! (natamaan sa crotch area) e sobrang fast play pa yun, international e. sabi nung commentator sa replay: "and i think we all know where the ball hit him." kawawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. gusto ko nang manood ng spiderman3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. sana antukin na'ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. gusto kong pumunta sa korea, maging exchange student. hindi ko alam kung bakit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. nakakatakot yung mga pusa sa roof. hissing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020698958299615922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Ra0bGg2fUrI/AAAAAAAAADw/VB1YMdXNb8c/s200/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bakit ganun no? kaya kong magpuyat pag wala akong magawa, pero pag "magpupuyat" ako para magaral, tulog na ko before 10.&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/35001038-7824496176770932064?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7824496176770932064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7824496176770932064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7824496176770932064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7824496176770932064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Ra0bGg2fUrI/AAAAAAAAADw/VB1YMdXNb8c/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-6195348774740237500</id><published>2007-01-16T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:35.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last monday, my professor decided to discuss the recent exam he gave rather than continuing with the lecture. his exam was pretty tricky. even if the course is supposed to be a memorization class, the exam wasn't purely objective. you really have to think. there were a lot of instances when you have to choose between two seemingly correct answers. it was confusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;although i think i did ok, i hate those type of exams. i like essay / problem type exams more. but then, my professor reminded us that the type of exam he gave us is very similar to the pharmacy board exam's format.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"hindi kayo dapat &lt;em&gt;fluid &lt;/em&gt;sumagot." he said."you really have to start being conscious about your answers."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020663572064064146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Raz66w2fUpI/AAAAAAAAADc/ErZDFo3VGgg/s320/pencil_sketches.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he then proceeded talking about the boards, since many of our school's graduates will take it next week, including our bet for topnotcher, sir mata. even if i won't be taking the boards until after 3 years, i wrote all the advices he gave us in my notebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"it is a moral and social responsibility for you to pass and excel in the board exams." he added.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hope that in 3 years, i will learn to be more answer-conscious in exams with hybrids of &lt;em&gt;true or false&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;multiple choice&lt;/em&gt; questions. like everyone else, i awfully want to pass and excel for our college. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-6195348774740237500?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/6195348774740237500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3655030112532975552</id><published>2007-01-14T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:36.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i woke up just in time to watch uaap this afternoon. the match was between UP &amp; adamson. our school's players were taller, better blockers, and prettier! may ganong factor! ^_^ UP lost anyway but it was a great match, a 5-setter. it was a bit surprising because UP wasn't really expected to put up much of a fight against the last year's runner-up team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019851037266104962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RaoX7A2fUoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bFbdIqYQKYU/s320/vball2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;at least they fought to the death, right? the 5th set was really more of a mental match since adamson is really a well-seasoned team while the lady maroons are relatively young. my advice: they should work on their service receptions more. it's weird because they are able to excellently dig up adamson's spikes but they seem to have trouble receiveing the other team's serves. anyway, i feel that they have a bright future ahead of them. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's a shame la salle can't play this season. if they were playing though, they'd probably end up undefeated again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3655030112532975552?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3655030112532975552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5527728173843397544</id><published>2007-01-13T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:36.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so there... i'm back. i went to starbucks in megamall instead to find peace and quiet. well, starbucks isn't exactly a peaceful and quiet place but i thought that it'll do. usually, i don't like lingering there that much but i really have to finish my report. wala lang. sayang kasi yung pera, i'm practicing frugality remember? then i also feel funny being around foreigners, socialites, and not-so-socialites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i finished the discussion (in my report) anyway =) . this was the longest i've ever written. i felt that i had so much to discuss, probably because TLC is related to organic chem in some way. i was supposed to study phy chem after but i think my neurons were already spent. i instead started to listen to a converstion between the two people seated behind my table (one was american).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A: what is the highest peak in the philippines?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;F: uhh... apo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A: how high is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;F: uhh... i don't know. 2000 ft?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why are foreigners so much interested in info about our country than us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A: so what do you think about marcos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whatever. i tried very had to concetrate on my phy chem notes but i just can't. the numerous equations makes me feel sick. i have hated memorization subjects since high school but when it comes to phy chem, i'm feeling the opposite. it's an analysis subject i have trouble understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019480643581465202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RajHDQ2fUnI/AAAAAAAAADE/0xr3NadrxaM/s320/Coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at first, i felt funny having books spread out on my table and studying. but then i noticed some other people on another table studying too. one coño kid from that table came over and asked "is this seat taken? can i take it?" i nodded but he just stared at me, probably wondering to which question i answered yes. i then said "sige, ok lang". it's his fault he asked two questions at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;since wala na namang pumapasok sa utak ko, i decided to leave. i really have to pee anyway. i blame coffee for being so good at effecting diuresis. i think i'll rest first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5527728173843397544?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5527728173843397544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5527728173843397544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5527728173843397544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5527728173843397544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-there.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RajHDQ2fUnI/AAAAAAAAADE/0xr3NadrxaM/s72-c/Coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3865518244527671586</id><published>2007-01-13T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:51:19.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;waaah! kainis talaga. ang ingay2 dito sa bahay, meron kasing ginagawa sa street namin. kanina pa talaga yung jackhammer! why now when i have tons of things to do?! kanina nga, parang gusto kong pasabugin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's probably just another project of some stupid politician vying for re-election this may. nothing's wrong with our street naman. it's functional pa =) . ggrrrr. why don't he leave our street alone and put the people's money (tax) to good use? and while he's at it, why don't he put his brain to good use as well? damn it. i'm leaving the house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-3865518244527671586?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3865518244527671586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3865518244527671586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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makarecover siya kaagad, gusto ko nang mapanood uli yung pupil. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ariane recalls one reporter saying "payo sa mga kabataang rakista, iwasan ang bisyo" or something like that during a report about ely's heart attack. what was he/she implying? mga ibang tao talaga, masyado nang naka-stick sa mga puny brains nila yung stereotypical rock star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8643716385884477117?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8643716385884477117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8643716385884477117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8643716385884477117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8643716385884477117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/tsk-tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-6170464851481702239</id><published>2007-01-11T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:36.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ecstasy or MDMA elicits &lt;strong&gt;euphoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a messy first week in school, i finally got on track. i'm being the nerd i promised myself. i also saved a lot of money this week. resolutions 1&amp;2 have been kept =) . i'm still always late though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is, i've actually been happy these past few days — for no reason at all. well, maybe deep down there is but i can't think of any. it's subconscious, my happiness. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everybody else had their hair cut at the start of the year, i joined the bandwagon and got a haircut myself. getting a haircut has a weird effect on me — it somehow detoxifies me, relieves me of stress. this could be a reason for my sudden, strange glee, but trust me, it’s not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was answering one of those friendster surveys when I realized that I just had the blankest year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Q#8 best night out? Blank.&lt;br /&gt;Q#11 best relationship? Blank.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I change that this year. 2007 may be exciting for me — something completely new could happen. I might just get my first taste of drugs this year. I’ll finally feel euphoria…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven’t fully understood that concept. I’ve read about it, but I still don’t get it. And I probably never will unless I feel it myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018753561452827234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RaYxxg2fUmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cw1FnLxLEeI/s320/mdma_summary1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kidding. I swear I will never be a druggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having my haircut last Monday, I read a magazine article about blogging. It says that before creating a blog, you should have a clear idea of what will it be all about. It then stung me that I really don’t have any idea what my blog is about. Basically, it’s about my favorite topic, myself. But other than that, what else? =( . Am I that full of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I realized why I left Q#11 on that friendster survey blank.&lt;br /&gt;There, I’m no longer happy. My euphoria seems to have faded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-6170464851481702239?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/6170464851481702239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=6170464851481702239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6170464851481702239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6170464851481702239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/thc-in-marijuana-elicits-euphoria-after.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RaYxxg2fUmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cw1FnLxLEeI/s72-c/mdma_summary1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5752404954435536796</id><published>2007-01-02T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T03:27:15.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t pldt repair their phone lines faster? The earthquake was already ages ago. I have to use limewire, I can’t wait to download Nada Surf’s “Concrete Bed”. I’m really beginning to think that this whole slow internet thing is really supposed to be a blessing in disguise — to help addicts like me realize the fact that school’s already started and I really have to start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if it was a blessing in disguise, why am I still online? Longer time to open sites leads to longer time for surfing. Longer time for surfing leads to shorter time for studying. Parang yoda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning still not wanting to go to school. Good thing I have only 1 class on Wednesday, which means it’s not toxic unlike the other days of the week. Plus, it’s a lecture class. I only have to sit, listen — really listen, and understand. Why can’t all my classes be lec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school early today to do research when I overheard (no, I don’t eavesdrop on purpose) someone talking about a college instructor’s starting salary — Php 12K. I can’t really say if that’s lower or higher than any other starting salaries. I once considered applying for an instructor position at our college after I graduate. Now I’m sure that I don’t want to be one, not just because the job doesn’t pay much but mainly because I’m very lazy in research, eavesdropping when I’m supposed to be studying…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry if this is a little cryptic: I finally found out about the “unwanted information” this certain someone is talking about (This certain someone is now part of a pseudo-love triangle). I really have nothing against the intentions of this one person but the other is my friend and it sucks to see a friend stressed out about something. I hope they sort things out before the situation gets too sticky. Sana it’s no big deal, para masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing the channels when, in HBO, I came across this movie which stars Cameron Diaz, T. Jane, S. Blair, and C. Applegate. The title was at the tip of my tongue; it took me forever to remember it. It was nearing its end when I finally remembered: The Sweetest Thing. It was very hilarious…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5752404954435536796?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5752404954435536796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5752404954435536796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5752404954435536796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5752404954435536796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-right-cant-pldt-repair-their-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-8029149102553091081</id><published>2007-01-01T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:51:56.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I usually do not drink coffee, even if I’m in for a night of heavy cramming. My heart palpitates like crazy whenever I do. However, the label on the 3in1 box I found on our dining table was too tempting: Great Taste Extra Strong: &lt;strong&gt;Kick-in-a-stick&lt;/strong&gt;. It was just what I needed, since 1. I was feeling drowsy and 2. I really deserve a kick in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreading this all Christmas break long. The 1st two days of January would definitely be cramming period for me. I have tons of things to do for school. I also have to do my own laundry now, since the new maid is still about to arrive on Wednesday. I bummed all day long for almost 3 weeks and not once have I even came close to doing my papers or reports. Please kick me in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an “extra strong” coffee, the effect was too slow. It took at least two hours, a serving of leche flan, and a Desperate Housewives episode to drive the dizziness away. Did my body’s caffeine receptors go on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most wonderful things about caffeine is that, when it kicks in, you get an increased flow of thought. Yes, you’ll start thinking a lot. And if you decide to take in more, you’ll probably go crazy with all the thoughts racing around your head. Now that I got my brain working, I decided to write my New Year’s resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start saving money. This will prove quite hard. Since ¼ of my allowance goes to transportation, ½ goes to food, and the other ¼ goes to, well, more food. This got me thinking: if I spend Php 150 for food everyday, why am I not getting fat? Beats me. But I plan to save at least Php 50 everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Become an übergeek. If you’re thinking I already am, well you’re dead wrong. ^_^ This has been my laziest sem so far, mainly because the subjects are not that hard compared to those I have encountered the last year. I’ll be more OC in doing my lab reports this year. I’m also planning to spend a little more time in that overcrowded library. Yes, I’ll be an übergeek — without the wardrobe that goes with it, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Arrive on time in every class, GA, gimik, whatever. I’m almost always an hour and a half late on every usapan, so I thought that it’s high time I stop annoying those who are on time always. ^_^ I’ll also move faster a lot — bathe faster, dress faster, run faster, jump higher. ^_^ I’ll also stop pressing that snooze button on my alarm. Whoever invented that anyway? If I set the alarm at 4 AM, I’ll wake up at 4 AM sharp, not 4:40 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Be friendlier. I admit that I have been holding the world at arm’s length the past years. This year, I’ll stop being snooty and start smiling. I also swear to be better at conversations, meaningful or not. I’ll also lessen my occasional grouchiness. I know, I know, I KNOW that sometimes I act like men suddenly acquired PMS or something. ^_^ I really have to start becoming nicer. No, scratch that. I’ll just become friendlier, more approachable. Nice? Maybe in 2030, when I’m an excom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch more movies! Buy more DVDs! Listen to more music! I thought I’m going all geeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Be a better writer. Resign from EIC position. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do household chores. Haha. This will so not happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8029149102553091081?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8029149102553091081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8029149102553091081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8029149102553091081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8029149102553091081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-usually-do-not-drink-coffee-even-if.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-6130035424447775287</id><published>2006-12-29T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:45:03.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Real date &amp;amp; time: December 29, Friday, 8:42 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, our connection is still fucked up. I’m actually “blogging” at Microsoft word. Lame, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven’t studied for the exam. Medyo boring kasi yung coverage. The only thing I’ve accomplished today is that naayos ko na yung page nos. at header nung layout nung bagong Pharmakon. Na-type ko na rin yung details nung inter-university quiz bee para kay ate ivy pero syempre, hindi ko ma-email because the damn internet isn’t working. Kelan pa kaya ako mag-aaral? On new year’s eve? Ang tahimik nun ha. Maybe that’s why sira yung internet, para makapagaral ako…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deal or no deal ends 2006 with a bang. Ang swerte nung contestant sobra. Yung last 3 cases niya, Php 500K, 1M, and 2M. He won 2m! How cool is that? Ang swerte talaga. Sana may ganon din akong kalaking pera… ^_^ or sana I was also that lucky. No, that kind of luck shouldn’t even be called luck. It’s way better than luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since hindi naman ako talaga nag-aral, nagbloghopping nanaman ako. I came across this blog, actually, naka-link sa blog ni sithli, coño yung writer. Eto yung link: &lt;a href="http://cofibean.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cofibean.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; . It was really sidesplitting, parang sobrang bitter niya sa mundo, ang hirap I-explain. ^_^ Tapos yung style niya, unique sobra. Can I say that people that creative have no right to live? Haha… Anyway, matagal na talaga yang blog niya. Controversial nga yan e, huli lang ako sa balita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami(2M X) ng nagcocomment sa kanya, kaya lang, hindi lahat natutuwa. Ang dami niya kasing tinitira. He calls the common people “stupid, bobo orcs” while he claims to be a “certified glitterati” (glitterati is just a fancy term for rich people). He even calls his mom and everyone else around him stupid. Feeling ko siya lang ang hindi “bobo orc” sa paningin niya. ^_^ Just visit the blog, ang pangit kasi ikwento dito e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to those “dismayed” readers… Apparently, they have been sending the writer hate mail and death threats. Sa sakit niya naman ba magsalita e. But hello? Ba’t naman kailangan magreact ng ganon? Like I said earlier, lahat naman “stupid orc” para sa kanya. It’s stupid, the hate mail thing. Stupid as explaining a joke to someone. It’s literature for god’s sake. Masyado silang affected, they should get a life and start their own blog. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there were people who suck up to this cofibean person. “Pare your blog is astig, those bobo orcs should really burn in hell!” What the hell were they thinking? Do they actually think he’ll spare them from his orc-bashing? ^_^ For the trillionth time, visit the blog, masaya siya. Or not. It depends on how you’d take it, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself posted a comment in one of his posts (but I don’t know if he’ll approve it). I agreed with what he said about stupid katulongs but unlike those other dweebs, I did not kiss his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned one term from him today, Tim Yap. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ang-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ukha ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;an, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;angit. This cofibean character’s so damn witty, that’s all. No need to worship him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he dissed Jessica Zafra’s blog, tagging Zafra’s choice of words as boring. I’d love to read what Jessica has to say to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At present…&lt;br /&gt;Yey! May internet na. But it’s still slow. Damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-6130035424447775287?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/6130035424447775287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=6130035424447775287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6130035424447775287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6130035424447775287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/real-date-time-december-29-friday-842-p.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-9066318737554487622</id><published>2006-12-28T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T04:14:53.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the connection's a bit slow. does this have something to do with the taiwan earthquake? some pldt phone lines were screwed up because of that. i guess i'll blog some other day. meanwhile, i have to stop bumming and start doing my schoolwork. i still have to study for my dosage forms exam and do that critique of a physical chemistry journal. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-9066318737554487622?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/9066318737554487622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=9066318737554487622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/9066318737554487622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/9066318737554487622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/connections-bit-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-8008114018463934838</id><published>2006-12-26T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T10:46:16.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last week, i stayed up all night watching one tree hill, thinking of different ways of how dan can die. the week before that, i stayed up all night at another house, eating sausage and playing UNO cards. months before that, i stayed up all night studying for a medicinal chem exam, reading about how etorphine can put a huge elephant down while morphine can only do so much as get a person high. this night, i stayed up bloghopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it started with inq7.net's blog addict then i followed one link to another. i chanced upon this one blog which has links to hundreds of other pinoy blogs. i put comments on some tagboards, hoping that in turn, they would visit my blog and comment too. =) haha. so guys, if you happen to stumble into my blog, it would really mean a lot if you leave comments or just say "hi!" or "fuck you!", "screw yourself!" or whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;o_O    T_T    ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8008114018463934838?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8008114018463934838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8008114018463934838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8008114018463934838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8008114018463934838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-week-i-stayed-up-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-1419166704824218818</id><published>2006-12-26T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:36.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it turns out that one of my neighbors and i share the same taste in music. he plays the records in his stereo so loud it can be heard within a mile radius. some of the songs i heard were blind melon's "no rain", stone temple pilot's "plush", radiohead's "creep", gin blossom's "as long as it matters", and even incubus's "are you in". except for the last one, the songs were mostly 90's rock. i think i don't think i have to listen to my mp4 anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;among the 3 seasons of one tree hill in my 3in1 set, season 2 has to be the saddest. peyton's "people always leave" mantra proved truest in this season. haley, jake, keith, even andy, jules, and anna ran away. the episode where haley left nathan to be on tour with the wreckers was very depressing. i did not actually get depressed but i think it was the closest to depressed i could ever be while watching the tree hill drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012862221608792034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RZFDoZr3r-I/AAAAAAAAACs/VFw9bVTqWOg/s320/oth_cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if season 2 was saddest, i think season 4 will be most tragic. their conflicts will be much more serious, as compared to last season's petty bitching. there will be more accidents - the scotts should definitely have a family discount this time. i'll write some spoilers next time. =) season 4 is still not aired outside the states, i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this christmas was the dullest i ever experienced. one of my friends texted that she hope i get what i was wishing for. i was kind of wishing for money but i didn't get it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-1419166704824218818?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/1419166704824218818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=1419166704824218818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-542504656313380197</id><published>2006-12-22T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T01:51:06.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in need of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B+&lt;/strong&gt;lood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this afternoon, text messages were being passed around informing everyone that rey carinugan is in a critical condition and is badly in need of type B+ blood. ariane told me this because she knew i am a type B. even ma'am chua texted. i replied that i was a type B, but i wasn't sure if i was a B+. i really did not know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kuya rey suffered a bad fall when they performed their cheerdancing routine on the upm concert at the pgh grounds. word got out that he fractured three bones in his right hand and that he needed an operation. however, he didn't go in for an operation until now. i last saw him with a cast on his right arm during the lantern parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was already in season two of my one tree hill marathon when i began receiving the messages. this is the part were brooke's family went broke and she had to sale her belongings in a yard sale. haley and brooke were shopping when haley told brooke that she looked pasty. apparently, brooke donated blood that afternoon because she needed some money for clothes to wear on Tric's opening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;really, life has a pretty funny way of sneaking up to you when you least expect it. honestly, i felt really scared at the thought of donating blood, since i really hate things that has anything to do with blood. then i began hating myself for being scared, for hesitating. i'm given a chance to actually help save someone, but here i am, being such a wuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after a fierce debate with myself i texted ma'am toralba that i'd go there tomorrow and donate. that way, i won't chicken out. i hope it wouldn't hurt. after all, brooke still had the strength to shop and go on a drinking spree after she did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;who knew a bad fall could have serious complications? from now on i'd live in a box, protected from any accident that might cause me to lose blood. i'd also live near my dad and carl, since we share the same blood type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;get well soon, kuya rey. you still have to do that crossword puzzle for the pharmakon. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-542504656313380197?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/542504656313380197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=542504656313380197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/542504656313380197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/542504656313380197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-need-of-b-lood-this-afternoon-text.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-5939168286317893778</id><published>2006-12-21T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:36.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYtff5r3r8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qzPaJV16CQg/s1600-h/NU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011204012045217730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYtff5r3r8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qzPaJV16CQg/s320/NU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamikazee, Sandwich, Itchyworms big winners of NU rock awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2006 was indeed Kamikazee's year as they bagged recognitions such as Best Live Act, Listener's Choice Award, Artist of the Year, as well as Song of the Year for Narda. The band rocked the night performing "Doobidoo".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;On the other hand, Sandwich's Mong Alcaraz and Myrene Academia won Guitarist and Bassist of the Year respectively. Both play for other bands as well, Mong for Chicosci and Myrene for Imago. Mong also snatched the Best Male Award. The band's other awards are Best Album Packaging (by Inksurge.com) and Best Music Video for Sugod (Directed by Marie Jamora). They performed their anti-piracy track "DVDX".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;The Itchyworms was not left out as their skinner, Jazz Nicholas, won Drummer of the Year. The band also won Sun Cellular's Rising Sun Award, Album of the Year for "Noontime Show", and Best Producer, together with Raimund Marasigan and Buddy Zabala. The band played their song, "Beer", as the program's opener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;Updharmadown bagged Best New Artist while their vocalist, Aimi Millare won the Best Female award. Gabby Alipe, Urbandub's frontman, grabbed the Vocalist of the Year award. The two bands played "Oo" and "First Of Summer" respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;Other performances of the night were Parokya ni Edgar's "The Ordertaker" and Pupil's "Nasaan Ka". Lokomotiv and Dong Abay also played but the best act of the night was The Dawn, as they played a medley consisting of their latest and oldest songs, "Tulad Ng Dati" and "Salamat" among them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kagabi ko lang napanood ung NU, replay na yan. Nung Dec. 1 pa yan ginanap actually e. =) Ang galing ng The Dawn. Ang galing ni Buddy... Naalala ko dati nung high school, nagbabasa pa'ko ng Pulp nun. Gusto ko dating magtrabaho sa Pulp. Siguro yung mga writers nila may free passes dun no? whahaha... =) Pero feeling ko hindi ako pangPulp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;In the NU rock awards, why do they keep inviting models to give the awards and introduce the nominees anyway? Models suck. Oops. Wala lang, parang hindi sila bagay dun e. Sana yung mga may kinalaman na lang talaga sa Pinoy rock yung kinukuha nila... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Check this site out: &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/nu-rock-awards"&gt;some facts about the NU Rock Awards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-5939168286317893778?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/5939168286317893778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=5939168286317893778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5939168286317893778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/5939168286317893778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/kamikazee-sandwich-itchyworms-big.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYtff5r3r8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qzPaJV16CQg/s72-c/NU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-8532982755295675878</id><published>2006-12-20T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:37.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kakaibang powers ni jed at kat =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYktAJr3r6I/AAAAAAAAABw/4vY5Jw0oQfo/s1600-h/sunburn014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010585541049560994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYktAJr3r6I/AAAAAAAAABw/4vY5Jw0oQfo/s320/sunburn014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYksv5r3r5I/AAAAAAAAABo/wzY9R_4XNHA/s1600-h/sunburn015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010585261876686738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYksv5r3r5I/AAAAAAAAABo/wzY9R_4XNHA/s320/sunburn015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;totoo yan! no strings... tanong mo pa sa mga nakakita. wahahahaha! ahihihihiihi! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8532982755295675878?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8532982755295675878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8532982755295675878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8532982755295675878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8532982755295675878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/kakaibang-powers-ni-jed-at-kat-mukhang.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYktAJr3r6I/AAAAAAAAABw/4vY5Jw0oQfo/s72-c/sunburn014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-8937330469695447460</id><published>2006-12-20T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:37.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkhrZr3r0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/PEhIbYeGr7Q/s1600-h/skating.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yesterday, we went unlimited ice skating at moa. like biking, i never learned how to skate, giving rio another reason to wonder how i spent (or wasted) my childhood. i finally skated on my own after an hour or so, meaning i could now cross out skating on my "what i can't do list". kat was so good at it, i'm beginning to believe she was some kind of ice creature in past life. =) unlimited skating was expensive and it was really freezing inside the rink but i think it was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010576096416477010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkkaZr3r1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k5jtLk-GK_E/s320/skating+namin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing basketball - check.&lt;br /&gt;gliding over a floor of ice - check.&lt;br /&gt;biking - here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today, monet and i went to glorietta after her shift ended. she now works for an online gaming company. since a person cannot grow shorter, i probably grew taller, since i'm now a few inches bigger than her. =) we went around the mall shopping and looking at stuff we promise to buy for ourselves, just like old times. we did a lot of catching up while munching on sbarro's white cheese pizza. i thought i was a fast pizza eater but monet reinvented fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although she did not tell me the exact date yet, i'm guessing monet and her family will be leaving for the states in less than a year. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010911052325957554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYpVDZr3r7I/AAAAAAAAACE/VIEXNuu9eYE/s320/kaming+tatlo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we went home late in the afternoon since monet seems to feel na____ alam mo na yun monet! haha! =) joke lang. asphen should've been with us but he backed out at the last minute because he had to prepare for some case presentation, a school thing. dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;* the picture was taken way back, when luan was still here. i think we were making fun of her in that shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;merry xmas, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-8937330469695447460?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/8937330469695447460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=8937330469695447460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8937330469695447460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/8937330469695447460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-we-went-unlimited-ice-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkkaZr3r1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k5jtLk-GK_E/s72-c/skating+namin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4389539291851294181</id><published>2006-12-17T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T20:56:31.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlnQ6_aoLRc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlnQ6_aoLRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unti-unting bumibilis&lt;br /&gt;mga kamay namamawis&lt;br /&gt;nauubusan ng lakas&lt;br /&gt;paano kaya maliligtas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-4389539291851294181?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4389539291851294181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4389539291851294181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4389539291851294181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4389539291851294181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/unti-unting-bumibilis-mga-kamay.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2848519447808436892</id><published>2006-12-16T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:37.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;propharm xmas party! yeah! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sa alabang yung venue, sa clubhouse kina ate rianna. nagswimming kami! ferris wheel! basta, ang dami naming ginawa sa pool. nag play dead pa kami tsaka nag diving lessons. nag "hot seat" pa, basta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ang bait ni ate kweenne! sobra! kasi akala ko walang se2ryoso dun sa wish ko na naked by david sedaris, pero yun pa rin yung binigay niya! ^__^ thank you ate kweenne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gabi na kami nakauwi... yung iba, tutuloy pa sa province. ang sakit ng katawan ko...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010447921707462418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYiv1pr3rxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_3DiKq0ZHp0/s400/propharm.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* nung sa hot seat, bukuhan ng crush. feeling ko kasalanan ko yung "love team" ni rio... hehe... peace tayo rio! it turns out na hindi niya pala crush yung suspect namin. although nung una talaga feeling ko kahit konti crush niya yun. tapos si kat, umamin din! ^__^ pero alam ko na yun dati, ngayon lang naging official.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lately, i've been wondering about what keeps a blogger blogging. aside from at least 2 loyal readers (who happen to be your friends), does anyone else really care about the things you write? does anyone really care about how you feel or what you did the other day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i remembered one activist saying in a forum that the point of activism is just self-expression — it doesn't matter if nobody is listening. my blog is not about activism but it carries the same purpose. it doesn't matter if no one is listening (or reading, in my case) — at least you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tried to make yourself heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why try to make yourself heard anyway? i don't know. these are just silly questions that linger on your mind when you don't have anything to do...&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/35001038-2848519447808436892?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2848519447808436892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2848519447808436892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2848519447808436892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2848519447808436892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/part-ii-propharm-xmas-party-yeah-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYiv1pr3rxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_3DiKq0ZHp0/s72-c/propharm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2822401079591882765</id><published>2006-12-16T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:37.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yey! panalo kami sa lantern parade! =) CP won around Php 30,000... well, deserving naman kami, not that nagyayabang ako. todo naman kasi yung effort nung lahat ng year levels pati faculty sa paggawa ng facade, lantern, at snake (kami to!)... 2 beses kaya kami nag-overnight! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010582921119510370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkqnpr3r2I/AAAAAAAAABI/3ORzA4_1FiQ/s320/sunburn029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkSHJr3ryI/AAAAAAAAAAY/AAFOSQ5Jq70/s1600-h/popeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after nun, nagdinner kami sa walang kamatayang popeye's. only 2 things keep us going to that resto: 1) the memories 2) their famous biscuit.. =) kasama namin yung pharm, close na yung batch namin e, haha! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after ulit nun, nagbaywalk kami. wala lang, tumambay lang kami. pinipilit nilang sumayaw si kelson, may pambayad kaya sila? =) after nun, nagdecide na lang kaming mag-bike sa ccp, pero nadistract kami nung feelingerong pantomime*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010583346321272690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkrAZr3r3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/f8AscHE7CGs/s320/sunburn008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, death march ang baywalk to ccp. tinuruan nila akong magbike but they failed. pero nakaandar naman yata ako ng at least 2 meters. =) sabi ni eds, ittextpass nya daw na hindi ako marunong magbike. ittextpass ko din na natisod siya sa malaking bato! =) haha! peace tayo eds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nung nagsawa na kaming magbike, umuwi na yung north-dwelling people (mga taga QC) tapos yung mga south-dwelling nag-overnight kina monique. nag-UNO cards kami buong magdamag, nakakaadik! nung una lagi akong talo pero nagimprove naman ako... in fairview. nung nagdecide kaming manood ng bring it on, natulog na'ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;napanaginipan ko na naglalaro kami ng drums ni monet gamit ang dalawang rubber stoppers (kasi nanood din kami ng drumline earlier)... kamusta na kaya yun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gumising na lang kami ng maaga kinabukasan kasi kailangan humabol ni rx sa flight niya. rx, sama kami sa cebu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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;*summer, thanks for correcting =)&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/35001038-2822401079591882765?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2822401079591882765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2822401079591882765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2822401079591882765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2822401079591882765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/part-i-yey-panalo-kami-sa-lantern.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RYkqnpr3r2I/AAAAAAAAABI/3ORzA4_1FiQ/s72-c/sunburn029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-6993820733062511418</id><published>2006-12-12T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T05:29:19.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what irks you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate writing an editorial. i just can't express my opinion on any issues. plus, there aren't really enough issues to write about anyway. i am not into condemning politics. it's just too mainstream in UP. if you study in UP, it's automatic that you hate everything that's going on in the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally had an idea of something to yak about, i was held back by the thought that i don't want to lose friends. what i wanted to write about the other day was mean. i'm pretty sure the reaction would be as violent as picric acid heated to 200 degrees C. (don't ask me wtf the issue is. it's childish and unimportant.)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i continue to be engulfed by this thing which which, long ago, i swore i will not be involved with again. i hate it. i don't hate it. i need just one shot of librium.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going nowhere, don't jump in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-6993820733062511418?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/6993820733062511418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=6993820733062511418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6993820733062511418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/6993820733062511418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-irks-you-i-hate-writing-editorial.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2832014956275823949</id><published>2006-12-01T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:44:57.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forging misery into words&lt;br /&gt;-Spoliarium&lt;br /&gt;(from The Pharmakon, Vol. 9 No.1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“I Heart Writing” — a title of an article I wrote in the not so distant past. Writing is my main outlet for self-expression. I write to convey most of my thoughts and opinions. Yes, I love writing. And to prove this, my hands are pasmado from playing volleyball yet I still chose to write this article. I am willing to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do not really pen about my experiences on every occasion. I usually write when I’m feeling negative — annoyed, infuriated, and anguished. When I feel a little body pain, I write that I’m about to die of bone cancer. When a pesky cockroach suddenly flies into the room, I write that the terrorists are suddenly using roaches as a biological weapon — to annoy us all to death. I love transforming misery, however small, to words, exaggerating it, and writing as if I’m the president of people with messed-up lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This writing style entices me the most — as if the world is dark and the sun will not be shining anytime soon. Imagine the holocaust. Imagine that Lord Voldemort rules our country and imposes Martial Law, or Dark Wizard Law in his case.&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/320/993985/nathan_hole%20sa%20heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When rock icon Rob Thomas was asked why he wrote sad songs despite having a wonderful life — success, fortune, and a loving family — he simply answered that he just doesn’t feel like writing when he’s happy. He adds that you just celebrate and do cheerful things when you’re happy. (Well, those aren’t his exact words but you get the picture.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you’re happy, you can try jumping on a trampoline, dancing, singing on Magic Sing, drinking beer, or blabbing to your friends about it. All those things while keeping an insane smile pasted on your lips. Sure, you can try writing a song. It will be a hit — put alongside “Spaghetti Song” and “Otso-otso”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;--- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend Jane keeps a blog (a web log, an online journal) which she considers as a “bitter” blog. “It’s not bitter, it’s just sad.” Gerry, another friend, argues. If you were to ask me, I’d say it lies somewhere between those two. However, as a fellow writer, I completely understand Jane. Sadness (or bitterness) is just one emotion that drives us to put pen to paper. It brings out the David Sedaris in us. It squeezes the words from our brains, hearts, lungs, and intestines and forces our hands to weave it into paper. Sadness is our weapon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-2832014956275823949?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2832014956275823949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2832014956275823949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2832014956275823949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2832014956275823949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/forging-misery-into-words-spoliarium.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-7045022576036664422</id><published>2006-12-01T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:22:35.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/731205/fragile-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/320/45424/fragile-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unhappy feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;december 1, friday. our whole batch (pharm + ip block) planned to watch a flick at sm mall of asia (more popularly known as MOA, mo-wa). however, because of the howler, reming, everyone thought it would not push through. our house was fully equipped - cellphones and mp3 players were fully charged and the candle supply was replenished. even the pc was brought upstairs just in case it would rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, back to the moa thing. the attendance was like, 1/6. but you can't blame them for thinking that the whole thing would be called off. ariane, in the hopes of escaping the typhoon, flew to nueva ecija, with only signal # 1 storm warning. only elaine watched "happy feet" with the pharm block. randy was especially enthusiastic - i think he would have gone to moa even if storm signal # 5 was raised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;xyza and i did not watch the penguin movie. yes, i do have something against happy feet. no, i am not mocking those who like it. to my delight, even nhalyn and rx did not like it. we spent the rest of the afternoon looking for the dolphin show but failed. moa was so big, the only way you could roam it in one day was to sprint without even having to look at the stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we watched "fragile" instead. it was gorey, scary, but fun. i liked the part where the needle in the syringe broke in two while the nurse was injecting medicine into one kid. the idea of the nurse with steel braces breaking the children's bones just so they wouldn't leave the hospital was also cool. way cooler than prancing penguins. the story also had an interesting twist. i object to the ending, however. very &lt;em&gt;deux ex machina&lt;/em&gt; as xyza said. but the murderous mechanical nurse is still my hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;greenwich, also proved hard to find. by the time we located it, my feet was already screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;may nakasalubong ako sa moa, sabi nung shirt niya, "i wish i knew how to quit you." Tama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-7045022576036664422?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/7045022576036664422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=7045022576036664422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7045022576036664422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/7045022576036664422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/12/unhappy-feet-december-1-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-3579784544223749144</id><published>2006-11-29T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T04:42:03.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/632095/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/200/861608/coke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i took a psych test designed by univ. of pennsylvania which measures how happy you are. on a scale of 1.00 to 5.00 (note the decimal places), i scored 3.29 — meaning i am neither that happy nor completely miserable. what does that make me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe too little or too much of something is really bad. i hate being overly toxic yet i despise being idle. iced tea that is too sweet sucks but the bland version sucks just as bad. too many responsibilities stress me but not giving me any at all makes me feel pitiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so, is 3.29 normal?&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/35001038-3579784544223749144?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/3579784544223749144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=3579784544223749144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3579784544223749144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/3579784544223749144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-took-psych-test-designed-by-univ.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-1510190130296882443</id><published>2006-11-25T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T17:47:43.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday.&lt;br /&gt;no brainer ang prep'n ng dil. HOAc at dil. HCl ... binilisan ko tlga kc excited aq sa release ng pharmakon. hinintay ko after ng lab pero wla p rn, so nag-lec muna ako. paramihan lng kmi ng alam na dosage forms and drug types. xempre c ms dy kim ching ung highest. after ng lec, ayun na, dumating na ung p'kon, tapos narealize nmen na... putol lahat ng articles! tinawagan nmen ung publisher, pero di natuloy kasi nwalan ng signal ung sun. nag- chem eng muna kami, nangampanya si sir engle, tatakbo yata sa pagkapresidente. tpos, un na, tinawagan n nmen ung redman publishing, mabait nman pla cla. mukha kaming tang ni rio sa payphone, na-igno kami, since the last time i ever used a payphone was back in my elementary days... pumayag cla na magrepublish, since berks nman ni beni c iyessa, ung anak nung may-ari. kaya un, yehey! nagmadali kmi sa bahay para mag-edit (iniba ung font) tpos pumunta kami sa redman, sa sta. mesa... bka daw s wednesday ireprint na. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;adik c mam yao. monitor n kgad kmi ni ariane sa phy chem lab... e2 ung araw na sobrang sayang ang oras nmen, tumunganga lng kmi buong maghapon. kain rin kami ng kain. kumain ako ng nachos! ang mahal... inaway ng guard c kat at jenny kc na2log cla sa fudcourt. tapos, nag phy chem na kmi, c sir engle uli. araw2 n nmen sya naki2ta. ok lang, magaling mag2ro un e, favorite q nga un e. feeling q mahirap ang phy chem. puro computations e. astig ung buk ni katriz, ung instrumental analysis, hardbound. last stock n dw un sa recto. =( hanggang gabi kmi pag friday, may acctg kc. nag2ro n c mam cardenas (cardona dw sbi ni xyza). grabe, ang dali lng ng acctg, naka2taas sya ng confidence =) para kng may newfound talent. word for the day: "NOTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;pumunta aq sa skul ng maaga par mag-GC. =) gnawa q ung pre-lab ng 41. nka2tmad mgresearch! un ung style, pumunta k ng maaga pra mauna k s USP at remington. sa dami b nman kc ng kumukuha ng phar41 at ip141 e, tlgang mauubusan ka. tinuloy lng sa 36 lc ung mga stat something... sana magdiscuss n tlga c mam toralba nung analytical separations. ang corny kc nung stat e (gnagmit syang pang-analyze ng data). hinintay nmen ung p'kon pero hnd pla sya ngaun, bka friday n daw. ayun, sayang n nman ang oras. nag-dry n lng aq ng KHP pra sa 36 lab sa friday. tpos, nag-dinner kmi sa jollibee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;late aq s 41 lab. natapunan p ng tubig ung pvidone-iodine q, kya d n q nagpasa. nanghinayang nga c mam nacabuan tsaka c sir del rosario e, sna pinasa ko n lng daw. kaya ta2wagin n dw nla aq lagi sa recitation. tsk. ang lagkit nung syrup! sa phar41 lec naman, nagdiscuss lng ng history of pharm c sir salenga tsaka nangampanya for vice president. sabi nya, "bk b kc nagshi2shift kau sa nursing? you want respect? much higher pag pharmacist ka. you want compensation? much higher din. even that doctors... except in the philippines. =) . =("since wlang chem eng, nagpakabum n lng kmi. nung hapon, nag-PE kmi, table tennis, classm8 nmen ni ariane c kelson. nag-intro lng nman c mam israel. after nun, maglalaro dapat kmi kya lng tnamad n q. bumili n lng kmi ni ariane ng bola, ung 2-star. kc nman ung tindera, mron png nalalaman na 3-star, as if may difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;nagprepare kmi ng sobrang mabahong perchloric acid VS. ang saya, 3 VS n ang natitimpla q s buhay ko =) , actually 4 nga e. bsta mabaho sya, pang non-aqueous titrations kc un, kya glacial HOAc ung solvent. bwiset. syempre ka2pit sau ung amoy nun. ayun, masaya nman mgprepare ng vs. hnd nman mdaydong toxic sa lab c mam toralba tska sir mata... finally, tentenenenten... narelease na ung pharmakon! yehey, ang saya2! nung una ayaw p nmen kc friday e, bka hnd pansinin ng mga tao, nagpaadvise p q k sir paul. pero un, mukhang naapreciate namn ng mga tao, kya natuwa aq. =) isa2 p nmen binigyan ung mga dumadaan, adik. cna ms batay sa lib, tapos c drew at eds, basta! pinagpanggap ko pa c randy n kunyari sobrang interesado syang nagbabasa =). tapos nagpacontest c kuya rey, may prize daw ung 1st 3 n mkasagot ng xword nya.. naguwi aq ng 4 copies... after nun, naglunch kmi sa popeyes, tapos nagdramahan kmi kc aalis n c beni. naki2ta n kmi nung mga tao sa lbas, mukha cguro kming tanga. =) after nun, nag phy chem na, umupo aq sa harap at dineclare na permanent seat ko n un pero wla yatang nakinig, ang dami kc nmen. tpos bumalik kmi ng pharm, pinagtripan ung bola ng table tennis. uuwi n dpat kmi, nsa rob n kmi, kya lng nagtext c rio, iniwan sa labas ung paperbag nya kya binalik nmn sa locker nya. nkita nmen c mam chua, dinaldal kmi hanggang gabi. cguro naflatter un nung sbi ni sir sig na idol nya c mam chua tsaka c mam jadulco, kya un, kwinentuhan kmi 2ngkol k sir mata. parang baligtad, idol yata ni mam chua c sir mata =) gabi n kmi nkauwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;sportsfest ngaun. late aqng nagcng.kalaban nmen ung 2nd yr, nkapasok n q nung bandang end n nung 1st set, nagkalat aq. =) nanalo kmi nung 2nd set pero talo nung 3rd. c centi kc, kht saan ko yata ibigay ung bola nandun sya, ang haba kc... nafrustrate yata c dyna. c dante, umikot ng umikot ng court, bibo! nung pagdating q nga, sbi nya, sakin ung kanan, sayo ung kaliwa! anyway, after nun, basketball. hnd nla aq npilit mglaro. nanalo kami! nandun kc c dante, ralph, ariane. tpos naglaro rin c xyza, dyna, tska c jed... kmi lng nina eds ung cheerers. tpos nag-lungh n kmi sabk... after nun, sunod2 na volleyball games na. ung 5th year talo nmen, kc arjay 2 d rescue, tapos n ung review nya, ayun. c arjay, xyza, west, dyna, elaine, dante ung naglaro. whahahah... tpos 2nd year uli. mejo maayos nman ung laro nmen, hnd lng mashadong makaset. na-block p q ng 1 2nd year, solid pa! sht... =) coach nla c kuya rogie. tpos... championship na! nung una lamang kmi s 4th yr pro nahabol nla.. hnd q ineexpect na close fight kc nman, bigatin ung mga nsaa kabila, cna ate issa un, tsaka c ganch at mark. pero un, ok lng. =) pinakamasayang game... 3 lng ung cheeres nmen, c eds, jed, tsaka ariane. tpos umuwi p c eds. hininto nung 2nd set, 8-6 lng ung score kc nmatay ung ilaw, next time n lng dw kc gus2ng mglaro nung faculty ng basketball. talo nla ung 4th year. tpos, nagpadefault ung 2nd yr kc gumagawa cla ng facade. kya faculty ung kalaban nmen sa basketball championship. ang galing ni dante tska ni ariane! naglaro aq kht hnd aq marunong! =) nka2pgod 2makbo. pero masaya nman pla sya. nagccramps c arjay... tpos naglaro rn c elaine, nhalyn, rx! muntik nang patayin ni jed c sir dan! ayun... nka2pagod, sobra. ganito, pag aattend ka ng sportsfest, cguraduhin mong alam mong laruin lhat ng sports, tpos dapat marunong kng mgreferee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;ang sakit ng katawan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;longest post ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-1510190130296882443?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4287971907728181942</id><published>2006-11-18T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:15:16.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post-jfed blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya ng jfed. hehe. =) kasi 1st time naming irepresent yung UP sa sports competition. sigaw kami ng sigaw ng U-NIBERSIDAD NG PILIPINAS! =) la lang. ang hirap magsulat pag masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa volleyball naman, 2nd kami (sa girls), UST ung 1st. ang galing2 ng UST. kasi nga, feeling ko may "volleyball club" sila sa faculty of pharm e. tapos ung mga lalaki naman, syempre ang galing nila. lahat ng palo meron sila. tapos kami di maka-set ng maayos. =) pero ok lang, kasi masaya na'ko nung nakapalo ako ng sais tapos di nakuha nung libero nila! tapos nakakaputo pa'ko ng mga palo nila. =) naka-dig pa'ko ng isa, tapos sabi nila nadapa daw ako. ngek, ano kaya yun. haha. =) ang galing2 ng UST. gusto ko silang kalaro, kasi ang saya if you're on the receiving end of those spectacular hits. pero hindi malakas yung palo nila, mabilis lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time to walk away from a volleyball game happy. =) although we won a few times in the intrams back in high school, hindi masaya yung pagkapanalo, basta, ang hirap iexplain. =) kahit talo kami sa UST, it was a good game for me. magaling din daw kami. =) sabi nila. si gancho at arjay mostly yung gumagaw nung score. next year na lang uli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nanalo kami against UPHSD or perps in an earlier game. nakakainis yun kasi hindi masyadong maganda yung laro namin, pero ok lang, nanalo naman kami e. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-4287971907728181942?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-588700054919829205</id><published>2006-11-11T04:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T22:55:10.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;my world’s upside down&lt;br /&gt;you and I wouldn’t change a thing&lt;br /&gt;i’ve got nothing else to lose&lt;br /&gt;i lost it all when I found you&lt;br /&gt;and I wouldn’t change a thing&lt;br /&gt;no, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you and I wouldn’t change a thing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-588700054919829205?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2697391079349815093</id><published>2006-11-07T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T07:55:38.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;deny, deny, and deny some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we deny that we are unhappy, or that others are unhappy. we deny that we are not tired. we deny that we cannot change. we deny that we are not addicted. we deny that we are not doing anything wrong. we even deny that we are in denial. we continue to desperately deny hoping that one day, when we have denied one thing enough, it ceases to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it won't. untit we realize that we have to face the truth sooner of later, this whirlpool called denial will swallow us whole, forever lost in a vortex of fibs. we can only lie to ourselves for so long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/billieinadelineshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/billieinadelineshirt.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sigh. di ko matanggap na 2nd sem na. my bumming days are over. magiging nerd na uli ako. kainis. magti-36 na ko. eic na ko ng p'kon. sana matapos na namin yung p'kon. gus2 ko nang magpublish. sigh uli. nakakapagod yung vball. wala kasing warm-up. drats. underload pa ko. yung math 101 kasi e, nawala. tapos puno pa yung section nung phar 41 lab. bwiset. yun na lang talaga yung available na slot. =( i'm wretched and tired. mabuhay si billie joe armstrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-344068564095063985</id><published>2006-11-06T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:23:24.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/870349/closer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4814/4272/320/648427/closer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and so it is&lt;br /&gt;just like you said it would be&lt;br /&gt;life goes easy on me&lt;br /&gt;most of the time&lt;br /&gt;and so it is&lt;br /&gt;the shorter story&lt;br /&gt;no love, no glory&lt;br /&gt;no hero in her sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched closer today, for the gazillionth time. the movie revolves around 4 characters, dan, an obituarist, alice, a stripper / waitress, anna, a photographer, and larry, a dermatologist. closer gives the audience a closer insight on adult relationships and how infidelity creates a chaotically intertwining web of deception among those involved. the movie offers likely answers to questions such as &lt;em&gt;how far would one go to be with the one he really wants? how can one choose between who she wants and who she needs?&lt;/em&gt; truly, if you believe in love at first sight, you never stop looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the most amusing lines. to read the full transcript, click &lt;a href="http://www.script-o-rama.com/movie_scripts/closer-movie-transcript.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAN: Do you fancy my sandwiches?&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Don't eat fish.&lt;br /&gt;DAN: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Fish piss in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;DAN: So do children.&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Don't eat children either.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;On a bus&lt;br /&gt;PORTMAN: How did you end up writing obituaries?&lt;br /&gt;DAN: Well, I had dreams of being a writer, but I had no voice. What am I saying? I had no talent. So I ended up in obituaries, which is the Siberia of journalism.&lt;br /&gt;PORTMAN: Tell me what you do. I want to imagine you in Siberia.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;They stare at each other for a while&lt;br /&gt;DAN: Come here.&lt;br /&gt;They face off. Finally she walks toward him. He walks toward her.&lt;br /&gt;DAN: You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;ANNA: I don't kiss strange men.&lt;br /&gt;DAN: Neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: So what do you reckon, in general?&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: You want to talk about art?&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: I know it's vulgar to discuss the work at the opening of the work, but somebody's gotta do it.&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: I'm serious. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they want to see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone, but the pictures make the world seem beautiful. So the exhibition's reassuring, which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: I'm the big fat lie's boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Bastard!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: Why are you calling yourself Jane?&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Because it's my name.&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: We both know it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: You're all protecting your identities. There's a girl out there calls herself Venus. What's her real name?&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;LARRY: You're cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;ALICE: Would you like me to stop being cheeky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Lying is the most fun a qirl can have without taking her clothes off… but it’s better if you do.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Natalie Portman as Alice Ayres in Closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those lines were actually made as titles for two singles of the band, Panic! At The Disco. the band’s music was so Fall Out Boy&lt;em&gt;-ish&lt;/em&gt; that i thought they were copycats. from the long song titles, to the almost identical drums, to the very Patrick Stump&lt;em&gt;-like&lt;/em&gt; vocals, you’d think they should’ve named their band Fall Out Boy 2. then i learned that Pete Wentz (FOB’s bassist) helped the band get on the limelight. it's like 6cyclemind to Calla Lily. only Calla Lily sucked — peace out folks! you should definitely listen to &lt;a href="http://wesweswest.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Write Sins Not Tragedies&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35001038-344068564095063985?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/344068564095063985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=344068564095063985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/344068564095063985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/344068564095063985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-so-it-is-just-like-you-said-it.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4819963753513759468</id><published>2006-11-04T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:19:54.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a couple of days ago, we went to a restaurant in shangri-la plaza to visit mom's friend. sumosam is a japanese restaurant owned by marvin agustin. apparently, sumosam's kitchen looked hideous. tita joy (manager) asked mom's help in redecorating it. all of the waiters there had their hair dyed blonde. i guess it was a job requirement or something. so the next time i see someone who has blonde hair (w/ dark roots), i'd assume he's either just flamboyant, a raging queen, or he works in sumosam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/stressed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/stressed.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've been bumming for more than 2 weeks now =( . as much as i hate being this idle, i still don't want classes to start yet. i do want to go to school though, i miss sitting around blabbing with the people there. i hope i get the class schedules i want. i arranged it in such a way that i don't have too many or too few classes in 1 day. if i'm going to school for just 1 class, i'd rather not attend at all — unless it's a lab class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my sophomore year, i completely stopped being vain. jeans, shirt, sneaks, done. definitely no watches, or whatsoever. don't even attempt styling your hair. why? you'd end up looking so harassed at the end of the day that you'd rather go to school looking already harassed. haha =) . laboratory sessions are soooo stressful, especially if it's a pharm chem class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/oble.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/oble.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last friday, a UP student (again) won in &lt;em&gt;game k n b?&lt;/em&gt; yey. kris aquino always makes a fuss over UP studs/grads. he was a bs electrical engg graduate who was reading for his masters degree. he said that he always enrolled every semester for his thesis which he never completed — kris started wailing "&lt;em&gt;bakit? sayang!&lt;/em&gt;" in a very kris aquino manner. i always root for contestants who are from UP. they are so versatile =) . as the cheer goes: &lt;em&gt;matatapang, matatalino, walang takot kahit kanino&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loathe people who think UP students are perfect (in a sarcastic kind of way). people who say "&lt;em&gt;taga-UP ka di ba? dapat alam mo to.&lt;/em&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;akala ko ba taga-UP ka? bakit di mo to alam?&lt;/em&gt;" poor bastards. do they know that by doing that, they are letting us know how inferior they feel compared to us? we are not saying that we are superior. we are human beings just like everyone else. besides, not all bright people come from UP (jose rizal and his lot) and not all those who come from UP are bright (jinggoy estrada and his lot). =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-4819963753513759468?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4819963753513759468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4819963753513759468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4819963753513759468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4819963753513759468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/11/couple-of-days-ago-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2086589194204682291</id><published>2006-11-04T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:56:37.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/G/8_9/5urg16_8329091425d454r0pyfs16" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - create your own Celebrity Collage"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-2086589194204682291?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2086589194204682291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2086589194204682291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2086589194204682291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2086589194204682291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-1695607586019292648</id><published>2006-11-01T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:15:12.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/matt%20bender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/matt%20bender.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; johnny matt bender - outside hitter for the univ. of hawaii warriors (philippine setting = open spiker). he may not be his team's top scorer, but he's still one of the best players i've seen on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in one of the games i watched in solar sports, he scored right through a menacing triple-block - from the back row! one day... i'll be just like him. =) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/mvb_benderkill6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/mvb_benderkill6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/vball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/vball2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/mvb_benderkill6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/vball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/vball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-1695607586019292648?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/1695607586019292648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=1695607586019292648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/1695607586019292648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/1695607586019292648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/11/johnny-matt-bender-outside-hitter-for.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-884292777220188923</id><published>2006-11-01T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:07:54.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all saints' party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araw ng mga patay. as usual, parang fiesta dito sa street namin (nakatira kasi kami sa tapat ng manda cemetery). sabi na ngang bawal magpatugtog ng malakas e, pasaway ung jollibee at greenwich. pero ok lang, masarap naman ang pearl coolers. =) belgian waffles ung nagti2nda sa garage namin. naka2adik. di pwedeng bumili ng isa lang, laging dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/obituary-West-0-4-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/obituary-West-0-4-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nag-ym lang ako buong maghapon, ang kulit kasi nila. si luan online, tapos si monet nasa work. si poline din nag-ym sandali. tapos nagconference kaming 3 nina luan at aspen. they bickered while i sat back and watched. ganun na sila, dati pa. =) laging nagmu2ra si aspen tapos naka2tawa magreact si luan, or "st. luan" as we call her nowadays. nag22ro na kasi sya ng catechism sa mga mexican kids ngayon. kinantahan ko nga sya e: "para bailar la bamba se necesita una poca de gracia." o tapos, nagconference rin kaming 3 nina reiyk at beni. haha. barista na ngayon ng starbucks si shrek ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ibig sabihin, hindi pa ko tumatayo sa computer simula kaninang umaga. =) walang magawa pag sem break, ayokong sumama sa sementeryo e. ang dami ko ng links! yung iba dyan, hindi pa 'ko humihingi ng permission nila. =) haha. ok lang yun. sana. yung nasa left, obituary ko, ginaya ko yung kay sithli. actually nung una, i will be terribly missed by prince charles daw. nge. kaya di ako pumayag. ninja turtles na lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-884292777220188923?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/884292777220188923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=884292777220188923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/884292777220188923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/884292777220188923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-saints-party-araw-ng-mga-patay.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-4833392000165090978</id><published>2006-10-30T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T07:59:38.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;book (n) volume, tome, manuscript, paperback, hardback, hardcover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/hp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/hp6.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i have just finished reading hp6. again. accdg to various internet sources, the 7th book is set to be released in july 2007, around the same time the 5th hp movie hits the silverscreen. i hope neither i nor j.k.rowling dies before that date. =) where does snape's true loyalty lie? who among the major characters will die next? will hermione and ron finally hook up? will sirius rise from the dead? will harry die? these thoughts are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/sedaris.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/sedaris.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/sedaris.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;several times this month i was tempted to sneak a copy of this book out of nat'l book store / powerbooks. but of course, those freaking theft detectors will create a huge commotion. even things you didn't really steal (ex. metal braces) set those things off, bleeping so loudly everyone within a mile radius will stare at you with the word "magnanakaw!" unspoken on their lips. pero magnanakaw ka naman kasi talaga 'pag naglabas ka ng libro tulad niyan. =) anyway, david sedaris is an incredibly funny writer. one critic actually describes him as "the closest thing to a rock star the literary world has ever had." sayang, pumunta na siya sa manila dati pa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/jenkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/jenkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eto ang pinakaastig na book sa lahat. sabi nga ni jed, marami kang makikita dito. nasa jenkins' ang kapalaran nating lahat. =)&lt;/div&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/35001038-4833392000165090978?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/4833392000165090978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=4833392000165090978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4833392000165090978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/4833392000165090978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/10/book-n-volume-tome-manuscript-paperback.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2999364919240940068</id><published>2006-10-29T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T03:54:56.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/mac3prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/400/mac3prom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macarthur, in their best impression of a telenovela cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left to right, top to bottom)&lt;br /&gt;luan munar, camz vidad, jex saliao, andrew tribiana, larry alvarez, rj armblo, len mendoza, ava soledad, rm tulalian, malou cabutaje, milette soledad, monet quindara, yuri abe, west paraiso, jonas padilla, isaac ang&lt;br /&gt;* akala ko hindi dapat titingin sa camera! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the days... back then, i could go to school without worrying too much about assignments, exams, papers. pwede kang makipagkwentuhan, makipagtawanan, makipaggulpihan, makipagasaran buong maghapon. pwede ring magvolleyball na lang sa grounds, maggitara sa corridors, kumanta (si luan lang pala to), magcutting at magtago, o kaya kumain na lang sa canteen kahit may klase. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/highschoolmusical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/highschoolmusical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/q1.php/"&gt;what high school stereotype are you?&lt;/a&gt; find out... =) i took the quiz and found out i was an outsider. i wasn't really an &lt;em&gt;outsider&lt;/em&gt; back then - really! but then again i don't really know what i should've been. &lt;em&gt;geek&lt;/em&gt;? nope. too stupid. &lt;em&gt;blonde&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;slut&lt;/em&gt;? sa babae lang applicable yan. &lt;em&gt;goody-two-shoes&lt;/em&gt;? yeah, and pigs can fly. &lt;em&gt;goth&lt;/em&gt;? don't own too many black clothes. &lt;em&gt;jock&lt;/em&gt;? i may not be a genius, but at least i know all the letters of the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;if i were suddenly thrust into the world of "high school musical", i would have no clue which clique would adopt me. in a world where you are either just a brainiac, jock, skaterkid, cheeleader, or punk, i'd rather be a drop-out. send me to outer space.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-2999364919240940068?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2999364919240940068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2999364919240940068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2999364919240940068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2999364919240940068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/10/macarthur-in-their-best-impression-of.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-1630217536656861134</id><published>2006-10-27T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T04:47:18.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/wlng%20kdla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/wlng%20kdla2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;warang kadara-dara&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;eto ako...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't ask why. naalala ko lang kanina sa jeep. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-1630217536656861134?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/1630217536656861134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=1630217536656861134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/1630217536656861134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/1630217536656861134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/10/eto-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-116193789681130368</id><published>2006-10-27T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T08:24:09.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/theprestige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/theprestige.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photocopy me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanonood kami ng "The Prestige” kahapon. ang ganda. =) nung una, kinabahan si jed kasi kaming 3 rin nina ariane yung nanood ng Scoop (nandun din si scarlet johansson at hugh jackman + involved din ang magic sa film na yun). haha… mapapaisip ka talaga. sobrang disturbed nga yata kami kaya nagfoforum pa rin kami a few hours after the movie. kahit sa text! hanggang kaninang umaga iniisip ko pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinagtatalunan kasi namin kung kapatid ba talaga ni christian bale yung double niya or “photocopy” niya rin (tulad nung kay hugh). anyway, naresolve na namin yun at napagkasunduang kambal nga ni christian bale (alfred) si fallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos naisip namin si rx… baka may double o photocopy rin siya. yung isa, nagpapractice ng magic, yung isa nagdodrawing, yung isa, nagaaral ng 27, yung isa p’cog naman. =) sana may photocopy rin ako, para divided sa’min yung load sa school, tsaka yung iba pang mga gusto kong gawin. mwahahahahahahahha!!! (evil laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/lsd.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/200/lsd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;speaking of studies and ph ch 27… nasa school ako kanina, kumuha ako ng classcard ng ph ch 27 (ph ch = pharm chem). ang saya kasi eto lang yata ang grade na 1 point something ko ngayong sem na to =). tapos na rin yung organic chem series. (25 at 26 = org chem., 27 = medicinal chem) yehey! accomplishment =) pero malungkot din in a way, kasi org chem (or o-chem) ang so-called "forte" ko (sabi ko lang yun)... hehe.. anyway, meron pa naming plant chem at biochem, sana masaya rin sila. *ngiti*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpasign rin ako ng permit ng removals para kay k. kala nung mga teachers ako yung magreremove. =) ang weird ng list ng magttake ng removals, yung mga nasa top5 ng IP at pharm nandun. tsktsk… hindi kapanipaniwala. sana kasi may photocopy machine din para sa mga tao. =) para maging “transported men” tayo. para yung isang kopya magaaral ng pcog, yung isa magaaassay sa 35, yung isa manghuhula sa physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35001038-116193789681130368?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/116193789681130368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=116193789681130368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/116193789681130368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/116193789681130368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/10/photocopy-me-nanonood-kami-ng-prestige.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-115920381405111597</id><published>2006-09-25T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T03:49:22.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/toxic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;whatever that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am, blabbing on my streams of alternating nonsense and sensible thoughts again after a century-long hiatus. almost every blog i used to regularly read died. even zafra's twisted died... or so i thought. i just learned she got a new url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, since my last post, i've been dubbed as one of people magazine's 50 meanest people alive. =0 don't ask me why, i just am. there are even people i know who think i might just slash their heads off if they talk to me. i admit i am not that friendly, but i'm not the devil's incarnate either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/cha.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/cha.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;also, i've been very sought after these past few weeks. (i won't earn money from bragging right? so why should i start?) i've committed myself to a number of extra-curricular activities to try to "strike a balance" between academics and well, non-academics. "education" ruined me so bad i couldn't even keep a blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all work and no play makes west a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;all work and no play makes west a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;all work and no play makes west a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never in my life have i wasted so much money paying for things i broke and/or lost. if i keep this up my parents will probably kick me out of the house. i wonder if that will be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one tree hill's season 3 just ended. nathan died and haley got pregnant. no, i made that up. i now entertain myself by watching that 70s show while studying. who knows watching tv while studying is so much fun? i never really liked studying while listening to music anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/entourage.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/entourage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/320/entourage.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4814/4272/1600/entourage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've discovered a new show: entourage. its... i don't know. worth staying up late for? it's a breather from OTH's drama and the suckiness of having to burn the midnight oil studying. yes, studying. i'm a goddamn dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viruses are spreading.&lt;br /&gt;1. that virus everyone's flashdisks and laptops gets infected with.&lt;br /&gt;2. the dengue virus. it's a fad.&lt;br /&gt;3. the cold virus.&lt;br /&gt;4. the end-of-sem laziness virus i've just acquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sectumsempra.&lt;/div&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/35001038-115920381405111597?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/115920381405111597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=115920381405111597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/115920381405111597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/115920381405111597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/09/whatever-that-means_25.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001038.post-2115261049283414322</id><published>2006-09-20T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:38.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RbLGLA2fUuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rLx0Y64fwTI/s1600-h/sunburn006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022294426980930274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RbLGLA2fUuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rLx0Y64fwTI/s320/sunburn006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vergeblich?&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/35001038-2115261049283414322?l=dpiajie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/feeds/2115261049283414322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35001038&amp;postID=2115261049283414322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2115261049283414322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35001038/posts/default/2115261049283414322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dpiajie.blogspot.com/2006/09/vergeblich.html' title=''/><author><name>West</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392593006219659766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/Rg0N-adYyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p9heFFGgrb8/s320/blue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ExFxzrLTCIY/RbLGLA2fUuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rLx0Y64fwTI/s72-c/sunburn006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
