<?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-4808094109405043356</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:21:33.510-08:00</updated><category term='teddy bears'/><category term='answers'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Ateneo'/><category term='movies'/><category term='school play'/><category term='bookworm'/><category term='horror'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='Santa'/><category term='sikat'/><category term='truth'/><category term='summer'/><category term='prom'/><category term='patrick'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='baking'/><category term='foundation days'/><category term='report card'/><category term='Robi'/><category term='CCC'/><category term='confused'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Pres. Cory'/><category term='dance'/><category term='2008'/><category term='people I avoid'/><category term='silence'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='drama'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='bad luck'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='krispy kreme'/><category term='killwithme'/><category term='school'/><category term='activities'/><category term='game'/><category term='Filipino'/><category term='4th year'/><category term='life'/><category term='ayan na'/><category term='shared'/><category term='color'/><category term='darkness'/><category term='history'/><category term='virus'/><category term='uso'/><category term='fun'/><category term='yellow'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='race'/><category term='love'/><category term='MAPEH'/><category term='Catechism'/><title type='text'>Visionary Afterthoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Where words matter most.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-3841979104773751442</id><published>2011-11-12T17:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T17:59:30.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me questions about movies &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/patz12" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/patz12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-3841979104773751442?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3841979104773751442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=3841979104773751442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3841979104773751442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3841979104773751442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7930173767716049409</id><published>2010-06-12T01:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:03:17.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipino'/><title type='text'>112th Year of Liberty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBM97_0KJJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1p4FJES5nhU/s1600-h/PhilippineFlag8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today, Filipinos around the world are observing this very special day for we have achieved freedom and self-government from the dictatorship of foreign lands 112 years ago. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was on June 12, 1898 in Cavite II (now called Kawit), Cavite when the declaration of Philippine Independence was officially made known. Filipino revolutionary forces under Gen. Emilio Aguinaldo publicized sovereignty and independence of the islands from the colonial rule of Spain, which had just been vanquished at the Battle of Manila Bay. This day, the Philippine flag was raised and the country’s national anthem, &lt;em&gt;Lupang Hinirang&lt;/em&gt; was played.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, the &lt;em&gt;Act of the Declaration of Independence&lt;/em&gt; was arranged and written which was signed by 98 people. The event spread on August 1st, when towns had been planned under rules laid down by Aguinaldo’s Dictatorial Government. It was then modified upon Apolinario Mabini’s persistence who opposed to that the first proclamation placed in the Philippines under the protection of the United States.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Philippine Flag" border="0" alt="Philippine Flag" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBM-YuutOGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FZrcha8HbWE/PhilippineFlag_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" height="209" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;President Aguinaldo’s proclamation marked a new beginning and also brought bliss beyond words to the Filipinos. This had been an inspiration for other lands to exchange blows to attain the most wanted freedom. Here in the Philippines,&amp;#160; Filipinos traditionally celebrate the Independence Day to make people aware and take into account that freedom is the most valued and important right. A right now ours, obtained by courageous people who gave up their lives just to TAKE it back. I have read a line on one of my &lt;em&gt;Social Studies&lt;/em&gt; book that states:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBM-rdMl0tI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9k-OXz76SdU/s1600-h/United3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="United" border="0" alt="United" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBM_KuOIExI/AAAAAAAAAb0/YcX805wFePM/United_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="276" height="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Only those who fight for their freedom deserve to be free. Freedom is what this day is all about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Filipinos are officially called “&lt;em&gt;Mga ibong may layang lumipad.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In our forthcoming administration with a leadership paradigm, may the utmost love and unanimity flowing among the Filipinos dominate to be able to renew and continue the open living we have achieved in one blissful and strong republic under God’s guidance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee style="width: 479px; height: 22px"&gt;&lt;font color="#3167f7" size="4" face="Kalinga"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-7930173767716049409?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7930173767716049409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7930173767716049409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7930173767716049409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7930173767716049409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/06/112th-year-of-liberty.html' title='112th Year of Liberty'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBM-YuutOGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FZrcha8HbWE/s72-c/PhilippineFlag_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-3211979825256696230</id><published>2010-06-11T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:23:46.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>“Rainbow”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBMCydrtwuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/knbD_4dCDY0/s1600-h/Harper%20Lake%20Rainbow%5B21%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Harper Lake Rainbow" border="0" height="316" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBMDQ1O7VDI/AAAAAAAAAbk/cpDK6UR-yJg/Harper%20Lake%20Rainbow_thumb%5B19%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: inline;" title="Harper Lake Rainbow" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look out after the rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll see something unexplained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What you have is a rainbow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It gives you joy, not sorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll witness seven colors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Red to violet, these are yours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will feel such an honor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That you’ve never felt before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As you glimpse the colors’ brilliance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They’re so pleasing to your eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll think of its perfect radiance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your lips will say “It is nice!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s one great thing ever made&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With enough bliss it cascades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;More than that it adds splendor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It Impels you to desire for more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll see more of nature’s beauty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like a rainbow, it’s God’s bounty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn to care for His creations&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To see more like a rainbow’s reflection&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe Print; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style" expr:addthis:title="data:post.title" expr:addthis:url="data:post.url"&gt;&lt;a class="addthis_button_compact" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&amp;amp;username=xa-4c108e9c00d743ea"&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="addthis_separator"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a class="addthis_button_facebook" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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There are instances when we feel used up in monotonous websites, especially the social-networking ones. After using our accounts, we sometimes feel we don’t know which site to go next to search for something new.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Internet is extremely infinite and there are countless websites out there waiting to be visited. As I search, I stumbled on one that is worthy of note which will make one person express his or her amusement as continuous use is concerned. It’s &lt;a href="http://www.morphthing.com/"&gt;MORPH THING.COM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The site enables user to combine two close-up (face) photos into one, literally morphing them. It has its off the rack selection of cropped close-up images of renowned people and characters, particularly celebrities, which can be used in morphing by choosing two. After a few seconds, the result is ready. Also, people are allowed to register for an account and upload their own images to be used for morphing. The face possibilities are infinite and outcomes can be fun to see. I’ve tried to morph celebrities together such as Christina Aguilera &amp;amp; Britney Spears, Yoga (from Star Wars) &amp;amp; Mr.. Bean and even my picture morphed with Harry Potter! :) It’s one way to make those covered smiles!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here are some of my experiments:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBGhadiFIEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eKuwNQdi-wI/s1600-h/morph16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="morph1" border="0" alt="morph1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBGhdFbkTjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9aGPzdaXzD8/morph1_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr.. Bean (Rowan Atkinson) + Patrick&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBGhfc-B16I/AAAAAAAAAbU/XE2DOWtdRpw/s1600-h/morph25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="morph2" border="0" alt="morph2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBGhhEmKD8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/F7JG5xI423k/morph2_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" height="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yoga + Patrick&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://www.morphthing.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="morph3" border="0" alt="morph3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TBGhi_VG0vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ag3a_XEqihk/morph39.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" height="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Harry Potter (Daniel Radcliffe) + Patrick&lt;/p&gt; 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border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh634dIQTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xrM6Xv8gGqw/image_thumb%5B9%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="397" height="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ince year 2010 came, or I suppose mid-2009, &lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; dominated the race of social-networking. It was September 2008 when I signed up for Facebook since I have friends who already have their own accounts. As soon as I started using it, I merely got bored because of its very plain and clean interface, featuring blue and white colors all-over, the task to post my status on my wall and that’s it. I asked myself “now what?” After my first 20 minutes of using Facebook, I immediately logged out since I only have two friends with nothing chat with. Maybe I just didn’t look for more in Facebook like its applications and the like.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Until this year, after a long time, I went back to Facebook since news stated that it’ll be the trend of the year replacing Friendster and that’s what I did. I left Friendster last April and began perking up my account.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;What’s great about Facebook I think is its simplicity yet it has many features (which I haven’t seen from the time when my I first use). Everyday or every 2 days, I update my account through playing its different games. When I open my account, here are the things I do for the next hours: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;1.)&amp;#160; KEEP IN MIND THE THREE ICONS BESIDE THE LOGO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;First thing I do is check the 3 icons above: friend requests, messages and notifications. If there’s any, I’ll confirm, reply and check them out. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;2.) GAMES AND APPS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, it’s time to play. Usually I play simulation games such as Treasure Isle, Farmville, Nightclub City and Restaurant City. Other games are tricky and testing like Jumping Dog, Music, Global &amp;amp; Word Challenge, Who Has the Biggest Brain, Bowling Buddies, Alien Attack and Icy Tower.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Aside from a whole variety of games, Facebook users are given chances to create their own quizzes and I spend a little time answering quizzes. There are funny and somehow gibberish but full of fun especially when I found out the result. The Last quiz I took was “&lt;em&gt;Makakapasa Ka ba sa Board Exam” = 2nd place ka :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh66b085iI/AAAAAAAAAa4/DSi9JaCz_zE/s1600-h/Padj020%5B50%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="wall" border="0" alt="wall" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh674wXQiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/CzSQWt4JxLU/Padj020_thumb%5B51%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="236" height="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editing is fun and I share them in Facebook, usually bringing in comments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;3.) PHOTOS AND TAG ‘EM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;If I get used in playing games, I usually upload photos from my drive and splurge time tagging. Most of the times, I edit pictures of mine and from other sites and type quotations on them and upload them, usually attracting people to comment and like them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;4.) POSTING&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;To draw more attention, I post quotes, jokes, inspirational song lyrics and satirical posts/ photos on my wall. Sometimes, the comment box becomes a chat box for those who comment. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;5.) CHAT AND LOG OUT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;If there’s nothing to do, I chat with my online friends. When the talk’s over, I log out and finish off my Facebook use. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;For all those actions, I spend 2 to 3 hours, depending on my mood and thrill. How about you? How do you use your Facebook?&amp;#160; :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh66b085iI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Mp6GflQQqMw/s1600-h/Padj020%5B36%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-3175516157118358216?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3175516157118358216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=3175516157118358216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3175516157118358216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3175516157118358216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-i-use-facebook.html' title='How I Use Facebook'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh634dIQTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xrM6Xv8gGqw/s72-c/image_thumb%5B9%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8209931523095342771</id><published>2010-06-03T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:59:10.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Access to My Prospect</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;fter all the hardship in the past few months of taking tough entrance examinations from the BIG 4 universities in the Philippines, I turn up to University of Sto. Tomas. It is known to be one of the long-standing Catholic universities in our country and I’m blissful to be able to grab a slot and I would say, fortunate enough to get a slot for the cause of being in the &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;“Waiting-List”&lt;/font&gt; in the course that I’ve chosen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh5_ius1cI/AAAAAAAAAao/eF-sykYIfxo/s1600-h/263px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="263px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg" border="0" alt="263px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh6CugAUkI/AAAAAAAAAas/nrguu2H4cDk/263px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="155" height="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;From the four institutions of higher education that I had taken , I was fortunate to pass the two of them, and when I’d been included in the waiting-list in UST, my score also qualified me to its sister university, Letran. Then, I received letters from the other two schools I’d not made the grade (namely UP &amp;amp; Ateneo) conveying that my scores qualified but my course had a designated quota, which made me a little upset at that time (my mind always conjures up that &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; I just took a course that has no much proportion, then, I would have my CHANCE to be able to enter). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The failure of pulling through DLSU opened the door of opportunity to give a shot to UST.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, from the two where I’d passed, my primary target was De La Salle University, but I was disappointed to be informed that there were conflicts regarding scholarship concessions. So that marked the lucky break for me to give a shot to enter &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;UST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and after all the recurring procedures (and thank goodness no interviews), I was officially enrolled last 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of April. Since I applied for scholarship, the school automatically included me as a member of BeST (&lt;em&gt;Becarios De Santo Tomas)&lt;/em&gt; and I have to admit, I’m anxious in the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of June for college life will formally begin. I’m now looking forward for initiation of a new chapter of my life as a college (Pharmacy) student. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-8209931523095342771?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8209931523095342771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8209931523095342771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8209931523095342771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8209931523095342771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/06/access-to-my-prospect.html' title='The Access to My Prospect'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/TAh6CugAUkI/AAAAAAAAAas/nrguu2H4cDk/s72-c/263px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-1230671873021309575</id><published>2010-04-26T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:19:39.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/patz12" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/patz12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-1230671873021309575?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1230671873021309575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=1230671873021309575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/1230671873021309575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/1230671873021309575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/04/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-4974043789041021250</id><published>2010-02-25T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:34:38.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story and the Critique</title><content type='html'>&amp;#160; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;W&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hile walking on a dark thoroughfare, a girl is menaced by an intoxicated man, who attempts to abuse her sexually. As the attempt begins to frighten the girl, a man appears and slays the man and flees with the girl from the scene.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;After some time, a man named &lt;u&gt;Pablo Gonzalez&lt;/u&gt;, revealed to be the man who murdered a drunken man, is put into a penitentiary. He is with his spiritual advisor and priest, Father Lim, who is accountable of giving him his last confession before his sentence to death, with which Pablo refuses to have. He recollects the past events of causing his imprisonment and shares with Father Lim his sentiments for his loved ones after the incident. He feels disappointment for his friends, family and his girlfriend &lt;u&gt;Christina&lt;/u&gt; (the girl he saved), realizing that he doesn’t receive visits from them. He also expresses how much suffering he has after the disaffiliation of his family, blaming it all to his mother after his father’s death. Afterwards, the guards come in informing Pablo several people have come to visit him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Father Lim leaves Pablo for Andres Gorospe to have a personal talk with the condemned. Then, Pablo denies he knows his first visitor but Andres tries to make himself clear to him as his childhood friend. Pablo expresses his depressing thoughts to his friend and gratitude for not forgetting him. After the time expires, Simeon Sereno comes in, his friend and partner in every bad leisure pursuit such as gambling and drinking. Pablo conveys his pure disappointment with him for being a best friend who doesn’t understand him. Simeon explains the reason why he isn’t able to speak to him for he spends his time with his girl, having leprosy. For a short time, they have talked and Simeon leaves for the next visitor.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Pablo is grateful for his aunt Chedeng Gonzalez, the one whom his mother left him. They have an emotional talk and aunt Chedeng has given him a crucifix as his guidance through his final moments. He asks him to confess before he ‘leaves’. Subsequently, Christina, his girlfriend and the girl he has saved comes in and becomes moved. As they talk about the past and their future, Pablo asks Father Lim to marry them inside the prison before his time, with Simeon, Andres and Aunt Chedeng as witnesses. After their ‘marriage’, Pablo’s imposing mother, Angela Gonzalez, comes and pleads for his forgiveness in which Pablo does after a few moments. After that, the guards come in to take Pablo to the execution room and his loved ones cry as he’s sentenced to death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MQSOtNsjI/AAAAAAAAAag/RNkgu0Yy4zo/s1600-h/condemned10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="condemned" border="0" alt="condemned" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MQnYAxagI/AAAAAAAAAak/YyakuS2lSRQ/condemned_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="349" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The story above was depicted in reality in a form of a play presentation. Our school had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;DramaFest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today with four literary works from all HS levels were presented and our (4th year HS students’) entry was &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The Condemned”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; (story above).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The play was very &lt;strong&gt;superior&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;u&gt;had some issues&lt;/u&gt;. First with the decent side, the play was able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;depict the story splendidly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even in a limited time. The story was fully understood because of the &lt;u&gt;clear&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;precise&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;explicable expression and direction&lt;/u&gt;. The &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;casting was also fine&lt;/font&gt; and I really loved all the cast’s acting. I had goose bumps for I felt the factual presence of the truthful emotions of the characters from the cast, especially from the moving scenes such as the moment when Christina cried when Pablo was brought to the execution room and heartfelt performance from Pablo’s mother who pleaded for his forgiveness. In addition, the play brought out such an incontrovertible impact on the audience when Pablo and Christina had their intimate moments with each other.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On the other hand, it had some issues. One was that the background music used didn’t match with the decisive factors of the event which was in Filipino language, not in the projected English medium however, the Filipino songs used brought out more emotions in the scenes which was good. It had technical problems also which spoiled the scene of Pablo’s confession and other music was played, not matching with it. The good side with it was that the actors continued to do their part, proving that the show must go on regardless of any predicament.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To wrap it up, the play was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="4"&gt;excellent&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I loved the performance &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; the story itself. It was such an emotional anecdote testing how love can withstand in circumstances, even death, whether in family or the one we love as a partner, and the play really showed it impressively.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CAST:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zeejay Lobo&lt;/strong&gt; as Pablo Gonzalez &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimberly Arsenio&lt;/strong&gt; as Christina (&lt;em&gt;nominated&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;em&gt;Best Actress)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharmaine Florante&lt;/strong&gt; as Angela Gonzalez &lt;em&gt;(nominated &lt;/em&gt;for &lt;em&gt;Supporting Actress)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanessa Gongora&lt;/strong&gt; as Aunt Chedeng Gonzalez &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edmundo Apelo&lt;/strong&gt; as Andres Gorospe &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrej Gatchalian&lt;/strong&gt; as Simeon Sereno &lt;em&gt;(nominated &lt;/em&gt;for &lt;em&gt;Best Supporting Actor)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lakan Gaspar&lt;/strong&gt; as Father Lim &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jademond Acielo &amp;amp; James Alminar&lt;/strong&gt; as rapists (2 were shown in the play with 1 in the original) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robinson Notarte &amp;amp; Clarence Santos&lt;/strong&gt; as security guards &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I ‘m really proud about these:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Zeejay James N. Lobo – Best Actor (&lt;em&gt;won&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Camille Viktoria Calimag – Best Director (&lt;em&gt;won&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;“The Condemned” (4th Year students) – Best Play &lt;em&gt;(won)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" size="4" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations to all 4th Year students!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-4974043789041021250?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4974043789041021250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=4974043789041021250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/4974043789041021250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/4974043789041021250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-and-critique.html' title='The Story and the Critique'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MQnYAxagI/AAAAAAAAAak/YyakuS2lSRQ/s72-c/condemned_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-711678121394077849</id><published>2010-02-22T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:25:38.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Fêtes in One</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 20, 2010:&lt;/strong&gt; Doubtlessly one of the most wonderful combined events of my life. A Sunday that I will never forget because it’s our &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juniors’-Seniors’ Promenade Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; I celebrated by &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MMVFVP7cI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PxDVtBp_vUI/s1600-h/cake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="cake" border="0" alt="cake" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MMf3s9BNI/AAAAAAAAAaI/t5Z_fAsFcws/cake_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="338" height="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A morning “surprise” woke me up at 7:00am as my mom and dad prepared my aspired cake from Red Ribbon &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Chocolate Heaven”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Unlike last year of having literally countless visitors for my birthday, this time, only three of us rejoiced my once-a-year episode. I blew the petite blue candle and I didn’t care even it’s breakfast for I gobbled up a slice of my much-awaited cake. Mom prepared her most delicious recipe of the &lt;strong&gt;spaghetti&lt;/strong&gt;, which I really enjoyed. I told them not to give me presents for I already had my own when I bought the “one whole set” of Friday the 13th films which cost P _ _ _ _. &lt;em&gt;(secret) &lt;/em&gt;After a few moments, someone’s at the gate and finally the &lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;letter from DLSU&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; came, confirming my slot. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MMqRmzZlI/AAAAAAAAAaM/HWZ7tBuYK8A/s1600-h/congrats3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="congrats" border="0" alt="congrats" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MNL26u0-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gTqzEYfbnjs/congrats_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Time really went fast and my birthday’s like just any typical day. I just surfed the internet, reviewed for my monthly examinations and even slept to let time pass until 3:00pm. When I woke up, it’s time to prepare for the JS Prom. It was the fiesta of Taytay that’s why even the program’s 7:00pm, we’re about to leave at 4. I put on my apple green polo then my unsullied gray pants and matched 2-button coat on. Got my breath freshener, perfume, foundation and I was all set.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We arrived in the premises at 5 and waited for 1 hour until my friends came. At 6, a photo shoot occurred first then, we formed a line for the program.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MNzPSxzXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qyhfmeM7nzI/s1600-h/wini10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="wini" border="0" alt="wini" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MOSxNYWyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/sCO55K_Rrpc/wini_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="226" height="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my partner Winnie!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At 7, we were in the grounds and sat on the adorned tables. I really felt that my school prepared a “party” for me with the 3rd and 4th year students as &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; “guests”. I was overwhelmed because God gave me such happiness at that night. At 9, our class together with the other sections performed our cotillion and dance numbers and well, it worked well with my partner &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Winnie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, wearing her gorgeous black shimmering dress with some sort of a “hat” on her head. Subsequently, the candle light ceremony was next and we sang&amp;#160; Ryan Cabrera’s song “True”. After the ceremony, my classmates greet me a happy birthday &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; they were reprimanded by one of the teachers for their noise. I felt humiliated at that time for Winnie answered the teacher’s question “who’s celebrating a birthday?!”. I cried until the dinner time while hearing the apologies of my classmates. I needed time before I recovered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of food, we had &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;chicken&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;pata&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;beef with cream sauce&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;chopsuey&lt;/font&gt; and other undefined provisions with rice. I only ate the chopsuey and some of the chicken for some didn’t taste good. I pulled through when the “dance party” began for that’s my most-awaited part to bring out all my stress. I finally accepted their apologies and got the party started!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I 25 out of the 26 girls in our class plus one former classmate of mine from other section, Melissa, making a total of 26 girls. It was tiring but I had fun. I let out my wayward attitude on the dance floor together with my “party-going” friends! We all had fun, especially me, for I had the chance to have fun and forget all homework and projects to do even for just one night. I had pleasure but last year’s prom was better than this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STATUS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longest Dance&lt;/strong&gt; (2 separate songs – about 5 mins.) – Andrea Gabriel &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls I danced the most number of times&lt;/strong&gt; – Juzelle Javier, Winnie Eliab, Andrea Gabriel (2 songs each) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Dance&lt;/strong&gt; – Raisa Brillo &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Dance&lt;/strong&gt; – Celine Mesina &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Craziest Dance&lt;/strong&gt; – Juzelle Javier &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;During the party, Alianna gave me 3 gifts: a smiley button, handkerchief and a cellphone hanger. Thanks Yanna! At 12am also, my best friend Lance celebrated&amp;#160; his 16th birthday when he took the chance to have his dance with his &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt; for 20 mins. xD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s about it. I was tired but contented. I got home by 5am and slept until 12pm. I’d say it’s a night to remember!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size="3" face="Lucida Calligraphy"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captured Moments from JS Prom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:a9e19e61-0efe-4a08-bb5a-ed489eac8af8" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-1812619551ba75e6.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=1812619551BA75E6!107&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View JS Prom 2010" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MOmCJm9fI/AAAAAAAAAac/L6V3ZBHR6pg/InlineRepresentation107fa460b33b4b17.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:467px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-1812619551ba75e6.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=1812619551BA75E6!107&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0" size="3" face="Kristen ITC"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m sixteen!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-711678121394077849?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/711678121394077849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=711678121394077849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/711678121394077849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/711678121394077849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-fetes-in-one.html' title='Two Fêtes in One'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5MMf3s9BNI/AAAAAAAAAaI/t5Z_fAsFcws/s72-c/cake_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-660160054312424643</id><published>2010-02-22T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T02:43:38.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Strenuous Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This year 2010, my Alma Mater, Cainta Catholic College, celebrates its Golden Jubilee celebration (50th year) and for one whole week, different events happened to me during our Foundation Week (Feb. 14 – 19).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IvfQeX5yI/AAAAAAAAAZk/VMWuq49e90I/s1600-h/parade6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="parade" border="0" alt="parade" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Iv3B43vOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/rpyDMlg4IMw/parade_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There’s “No Valentine’s Day for the lovers in CCC. Once again, we had our &lt;u&gt;parade&lt;/u&gt; for the whole community of Cainta would know about the CCC’s remarkable event. We had walked from the Municipal all the way to the very outlying Junction. It was&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; quite excruciating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to walk for 2 and a half hours and all of us probably felt pains in our feet, sweat and exhaustion from that walk holding balloons. I did a lot of ways to ease the thirst and pain at that time, including contracting an ice cream vendor to “ride” on his cart in exchange of buying ice cream from him, singing, talking a lot and sneak to buy food to overcome my stress. Thank God by asthma didn’t attack me at that time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRAMES OF MIND:&lt;/strong&gt; Exhaustion and exasperation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Nothing much happened here. I was so bored that I didn’t know what to do. . I just had &lt;u&gt;6 pizzas&lt;/u&gt; that day. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRAMES OF MIND:&lt;/strong&gt; Depression and boredom&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It’s a good thing that my parents let me to bring my laptop and I took the chance of using the school’s Wi-Fi wisely. Later in the afternoon, as an Uhay staffer, I took coverage of the event in the auditorium entitled “An Afternoon with Pilita” when I saw&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; Pilita Corrales&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; live and she did 132 “body bends” as she sang her songs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;FRAMES OF MIND: Excitement and happiness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IwEooBGqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xIMHNDs1Gdw/s1600-h/Messengerposter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Messengerposter" border="0" alt="Messengerposter" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Iwe-vzZmI/AAAAAAAAAZw/P6sep2zSn-s/Messengerposter_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was &lt;u&gt;Ash Wednesday&lt;/u&gt; and all Catholic people had their foreheads put with ash. I was assigned to be the First Reader in the mass with Monsignor as the celebrant which made me nervous. But, thank God I didn’t make a flaw as I read. One of my classmates brought her mini DVD player and I was in charge to bring the VCDs and DVDs to relieve our boredom of doing almost nothing. We watched Kristen Stewart’s film&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt; “The Messengers”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I had fun watching the girls screech in the scary scenes of the film.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRAMES OF MIND:&lt;/strong&gt; Amusement and anxiety&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; We watched the first ever musical play of the school entitled&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt; “Pangarap”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which informed the people watching about the history of CCC. I thought the play’s decent but typical. Then, in the rest of the day, I, with my co-members in Ginintuang Uhay stayed in the Uhay office, making the playbill for the musical play, when I took advantage of the fast internet. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRAME OF MIND:&lt;/strong&gt; Tolerance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Day 6:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was all work and no play for me that day for I worked on the playbill/ flyers for “Pangarap” for 5 hours. My only break was when the faculty performed their dance number on&lt;em&gt; “Fire”&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;“Shake Body Dancer”&lt;/em&gt; and when &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; from Pinoy Big Brother: Double Up went to CCC where she graduated High School (some said). I got a chance to have 2 pictures with her and all I can say’s that she’s pretty. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IxGFU9MJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3Fa0jM8P8rc/s1600-h/yuri27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="yuri2" border="0" alt="yuri2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IxOGtHRiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LWdaHx6utu4/yuri2_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="219" height="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IxdVUydoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/czJOj3LO7jI/s1600-h/yuri13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="yuri1" border="0" alt="yuri1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ixt9RldAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WgBWtGBNqiY/yuri1_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="226" height="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRAMES OF MIND:&lt;/strong&gt; Seventh Heaven and utmost stress&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Ang ganda niya!!! - me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Anong maganda? Patrick, aral muna. (joking) – Ma’am Bernados :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Day 7: Different story :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘Til here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-660160054312424643?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/660160054312424643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=660160054312424643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/660160054312424643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/660160054312424643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/02/strenuous-week.html' title='A Strenuous Week'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Iv3B43vOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/rpyDMlg4IMw/s72-c/parade_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-5077868637770652334</id><published>2010-02-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T02:20:03.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST PHOTOBLOG POST:&lt;/strong&gt; Photos we (from the MAPSA Conference) took during our free time. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ioj6_rzbI/AAAAAAAAAYk/fqfihSlobdo/s1600-h/leaf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="leaf" border="0" alt="leaf" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IosMBCA3I/AAAAAAAAAYo/-gZqJ3ZvfYI/leaf_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="376" height="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;I will protect you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo Captured by Danielle Erika Hill&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Io4bednZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/22Bva7iFvl8/s1600-h/g3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="g" border="0" alt="g" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IpBNJIuEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/w858j2DP6x0/g_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" height="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;A broken road.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo captured by Danielle Erika Hill&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IpRSA_udI/AAAAAAAAAY0/UXCN0d2oJ_w/s1600-h/tree3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="tree" border="0" alt="tree" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IpdiTUPyI/AAAAAAAAAY4/qrDTMfXgTwE/tree_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="428" height="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo captured by Danielle Erika Hill&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nothing’s gonna stop us now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ips0Q-cTI/AAAAAAAAAY8/R-T08VQhm2I/s1600-h/dot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="dot" border="0" alt="dot" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ip7HsB28I/AAAAAAAAAZA/KeMiiphRnR8/dot_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" height="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful in my eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo captured by Jeremy Marron&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IqPDjWwWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/krMwpDmz_rM/s1600-h/orange6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="orange" border="0" alt="orange" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Iqf3ERpHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/gsI-2xebCcc/orange_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="214" height="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;I see your true colors shining through.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo captured by Danielle Erika Hill&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Iq7UP-R_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Wp8cZeGSwNY/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="chair" border="0" alt="chair" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IrR4O-gnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TX0nyZRpN8A/chair_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;You are not alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo captured by Patz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Irmi6gLeI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zz7qLXth6bY/s1600-h/flowrs5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="flowrs" border="0" alt="flowrs" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ir3939oTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/JhfXYnpbhmI/flowrs_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="470" height="361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;Count your blessings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photos captured by Winnie Joy R. Eliab (red rose) and Patz (3 others)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IsIdcPSdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ZpxOaXGIRwI/s1600-h/jesus4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="jesus" border="0" alt="jesus" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IsTCX712I/AAAAAAAAAZg/wbqaUcPz23k/jesus_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="258" height="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope in His eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Photo captured by Patz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-5077868637770652334?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/5077868637770652334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=5077868637770652334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5077868637770652334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5077868637770652334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/02/thousand-words.html' title='A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IosMBCA3I/AAAAAAAAAYo/-gZqJ3ZvfYI/s72-c/leaf_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6936604543983126624</id><published>2010-02-10T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T01:48:44.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triumphs in Cavite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IjytyS46I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/W2Ff4GQkQ2c/s1600-h/jesus4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="jesus" border="0" alt="jesus" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ij8EFp0II/AAAAAAAAAYU/dN4tsJUqCLk/jesus_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="273" height="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In God, there’s no failure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;UNFORGETTABLE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The “one” word I can say about my whole experience in Silang, Cavite. I was one of the exalted ones to participate in the MAPSA Press Conference for the second &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; last time. This conference is a special occurrence for people, especially for campus journalists under the Diocese of Antipolo to partake in several contests and mingle with other schools to make friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:00am&lt;/strong&gt;: The CCC team went to La Salette Shrine Cavite &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; early. We were I think the earliest school to come there. The place’s good but I thought last year’s setting was way better. We explored the place, took our first shots, whether in candid or in photography mode. The place’s really cool. &lt;u&gt;Trees encircle 85%&lt;/u&gt; of the place, &lt;u&gt;cool air&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;soft wet grass&lt;/u&gt; to stargaze upon, &lt;u&gt;tiny ponds&lt;/u&gt; and more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had several snacks before proceeding to the contest proper. At the first part of the program, I got a hint that the said program would be the topic for the News Writing category (where I would compete) so I carefully listened to the details. After that, snacks, test then snacks and at 2:00pm, goodbye happy times, hello pens and papers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before the competition, the team was separated into groups depending on what category we’re participating. We were taught by Ma’am dela Cuesta in all categories of the conference and I got surprised that she’d be the judge of my category! She’s funny but very strict so I didn’t know what to expect. 3:00pm, the game started.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I was right, the topic’s all about the 3rd MAPSA Conference from the morning up to the moment we (contestants) were writing our articles. Honestly, I felt heaps of confidence for I already knew what to write but at the same time anxious because of the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; time pressure&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, where I’m weak at. I held my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;rosary&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my hand as I wrote my article with shakes and shivers. After 55 minutes, only 3 still write and I was one of them. It took me a long time for I repeated my work twice to avoid erasures. The time’s up and I let go of my entry, worried about the judgment the next day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hearing the news of my co-team members saying they’re NOT going to win made me feel the same. From the disappointment we each felt after the contest, we let go of our emotions through picture-takings and throwing rocks. Time went fast in La Salette, for the night began with the “Socialization Night”. As usual, I was jaded with the program. Games &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;“Pinoy Henyo”&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;u&gt;tableau making&lt;/u&gt; were done, including &lt;strong&gt;Mr. and Ms. MAPSA 2010&lt;/strong&gt;, with my friend Michelle as the lovely and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;sexy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; representative of our Diocese. At 11, lights off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 10:&lt;/strong&gt; A Wednesday full of edginess and fear for the results were in. Jeremy and I went to a place where a “maze” of plants was situated and we followed the track which led to Jesus’ monument. As we pray, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;bee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; suddenly burst out from nowhere and we gave an interpretation of the demon’s distraction. Anyway, after the delicious breakfast, at 8, the awarding ceremony commenced. GOD IS GOOD because CCC won most of the awards! I won 3rd place in News Writing (English) (from 9th place last year).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IkEWZec8I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Z632v0ep884/s1600-h/medal3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="medal" border="0" alt="medal" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5IkN9sCNeI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ZHEYmSdx6Mk/medal_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="241" height="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fruit of my endeavor &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST PARTICIPATING SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt; – Cainta Catholic College (3rd place) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST NEWS PAGE&lt;/strong&gt; – 5th place &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST SPORTS PAGE&lt;/strong&gt; – 6th place &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST LAYOUT DESIGN&lt;/strong&gt; – 6th place &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST EDITORIAL PAGE&lt;/strong&gt; – 5th place &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDITORIAL CARTOONING&lt;/strong&gt; – 2nd place (Marion from III – St. Albert) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KARTUNING&lt;/strong&gt; – 1st Place (Celine Mesina)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPORTS WRITING&lt;/strong&gt; – 2nd Place (Jeremy Marron) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;NEWS WRITING – 3rd place (ME!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAGSULAT NG ISPORTS&lt;/strong&gt; – 6th place (Benj Ortiz) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAGSULAT NG BALITA&lt;/strong&gt; – Pauline Hernandez &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAGSULAT NG EDITORYAL&lt;/strong&gt; – 1st place (Romar Fernando)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAG-UULO &amp;amp; PAGWAWASTO&lt;/strong&gt; – 4th place(Rhoniel Brondo) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTOJOURNALISM&lt;/strong&gt; – 1st place (Danielle Hill)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTOJOURNALISM (TAGALOG)&lt;/strong&gt; – 2nd Place (Winnie Eliab) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEATURE WRITING&lt;/strong&gt; – 1st place (Michelle Acielo)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAGSULAT NG LATHALAIN&lt;/strong&gt; – 3rd place (Lance dela Cruz) &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My recognition and Lance’s served as God’s early birthday gifts to us (Feb. 20 &amp;amp; 21 respectively) which was very fulfilling. We were really blessed in this year’s MAPSA. We left La Salette bagged with awards, pictures and memories we will treaure forever, although we failed to be friends with other schools. :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;What I had learned from the 2-day journey in MAPSA’s that I should never stop believing and the power of the mind’s really essential. Moreover, prayer and faith to God never fails because God’s always staying by our sides.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size="3" face="Script MT Bold"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captured Moments in La Salette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:9b7080c3-e13a-4da9-868d-105521e51b24" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-1812619551ba75e6.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=1812619551BA75E6!106&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View MAPSA" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ik2wvfPLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/66jaIbxXQuQ/InlineRepresentation8e42f71f1f0244c7.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:488px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-1812619551ba75e6.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=1812619551BA75E6!106&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kudos Ginintuang Uhay (CCC Team) Staff!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-6936604543983126624?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6936604543983126624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6936604543983126624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6936604543983126624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6936604543983126624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2010/02/triumphs-in-cavite.html' title='Triumphs in Cavite!'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/S5Ij8EFp0II/AAAAAAAAAYU/dN4tsJUqCLk/s72-c/jesus_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6113666523032636530</id><published>2009-12-23T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:34:00.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Bighearted Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SzAoujuh-kI/AAAAAAAAAX0/g2wZg8xMsZE/s1600-h/SantaClausarrives5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Santa Claus arrives" border="0" alt="Santa Claus arrives" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SzAo2IOh9YI/AAAAAAAAAX4/8FcAmpRMagQ/SantaClausarrives_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="231" height="364" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size="4" face="Script MT Bold"&gt;The Christmas season has come to mean the period when the public plays Santa Claus to the merchants. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;-John Andrew Holmes-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;3 days&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go and it’s Christmas! Time’s really fast isn’t it? It was just like yesterday when I jumped up from my bed and woke up at midnight to open the presents I had received from my loved ones under our old-fashioned, revolving Christmas tree. Before we knew it, it’s 2010 already.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Since I was 4, I had my own “&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;custom&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” to “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;behave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” every year. Why? For I still believed the tradition of situating my old red &amp;amp; white-colored sock made up of thick and soft cloth with the picture of Winnie the Pooh on our 5-ft Christmas tree with a small note inside it containing all my wishes for Christmas. And I still (up to now) believe that the next day, my wish would be already placed under the tree and the one who brought it at home was, of course, Santa Claus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;To be honest, at my age (15), I still deem in Santa Claus, as the stout old man with long snow white beard dressed in his infamous red and white jovial-looking attire with his belt sticking out, large boots, a cap with a furry ball at the end and the man who has an ebullient smile. I still believe him as the “St. Nick” guy that goes down from chimneys and walks silently at midnight for not disrupting his recipient/s while carrying his big bag of&amp;#160; gifts, and places his gift/s under the Christmas tree. Yes, that old man, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="3" face="Corbel"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still have faith in him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;But, is there a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Santa Claus?&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It’s the universal question for the kids, including me :). But I asked and heard several people in what they have to say regarding this question. I also heard from different songs and poems about this guy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Some say he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; jolly old St. Nicholas who lives in the cold regions of the Earth, particularly North Pole. Some say he&lt;em&gt; do&lt;/em&gt; have 12 reindeers with him but, laugh at me, for until last Christmas, I have went outside the house at midnight and have looked at the dark sky and I am waiting for his sleigh ride going past the full moon above. Then, some say he’s only an apparition, with addition that he’s a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;specter&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;in the night that creeps up and puts the gift under the tree. Some say he’s just a product of imagination of kids. He’s also the depiction of every person who gives (with or without a thing in return) while others consider their parents &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; Santa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Well, now, just this year, I have discovered the facts about Santa: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Santa &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be the representation of charitable people which is quite emblematic and convincing.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The Santa (or I should say SANTAS) whom I expected to believe for 15 years of my existence is none other than my parents! Goodness gracious! I admit I was insensible, naive and childish for not knowing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; truth for many years. I learned this from their signs they’re showing:&amp;#160; asking me to put my wish list inside the sock everyday with their eyes looking at my reaction and frequent asking of what’s my wish this Christmas, even they already had a gift for me.&lt;/font&gt; That explains why &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; uses the similar gift wrappers we have in our home! &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;In addition, in the Jackson 5’s hit “&lt;em&gt;I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus”&lt;/em&gt;, the words from the title give additional detail that probably Santa is the Jacksons’ father. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;PS: They still don’t know that &lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt; they’re Santa Claus. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘&lt;font size="2"&gt;Til here. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5" face="Script MT Bold"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-6113666523032636530?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6113666523032636530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6113666523032636530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6113666523032636530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6113666523032636530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/12/bighearted-soul.html' title='The Bighearted Soul'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SzAo2IOh9YI/AAAAAAAAAX4/8FcAmpRMagQ/s72-c/SantaClausarrives_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-5208814663321829013</id><published>2009-12-08T04:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:42:54.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9xLSgn0fHj4/SxZ2WJAD98I/AAAAAAAAFEo/xHXFGXJ7oio/s1600-h/Winnerfamelogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Winnerlogo" border="0" alt="Winnerlogo" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sx5JlKWHSeI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sHFCopXZpd0/Winnerlogo%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="204" height="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For four weeks being nominated for Talksmart’s contest, my blog won the “&lt;a href="http://salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/filipino-blog-of-week.html"&gt;Filipino Blog of the Week&lt;/a&gt;” (for week 189) and had elevated to Hall of Fame. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb8DOoLyFwk/R6QNzYeohYI/AAAAAAAAFPc/sMQCWKAEMyw/s1600-h/Winnerfamelogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Winnerfamelogo" border="0" alt="Winnerfamelogo" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sx5JtVx_2VI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GW1iXPhyBJw/Winnerfamelogo%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="204" height="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A very huge thanks to &lt;a href="http://salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Talksmart&lt;/a&gt; and to all who voted for my blog. God bless you all! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-5208814663321829013?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/5208814663321829013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=5208814663321829013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5208814663321829013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5208814663321829013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/12/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sx5JlKWHSeI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sHFCopXZpd0/s72-c/Winnerlogo%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8577066119060427619</id><published>2009-12-01T01:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:43:32.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Recognition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;J&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ust today, I looked Talksmart’s webpage to see the results for “The Filipino Blog of the Week” (Week 188) and I was really happy to know that my blog won&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0"&gt; &lt;u&gt;2nd place&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the second time. Thank you to those who voted (rapturedmind got more likely 72% of rating). :) Thanks so much and God bless.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxTlHeKNXVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_YcDIsxgG30/s1600-h/Filipino_blog_award2.3%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Filipino_blog_award2.3" border="0" alt="Filipino_blog_award2.3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxTlNiqFCQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gB_Kli3Aqr0/Filipino_blog_award2.3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" height="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m nominated for week 189. I need your outmost support for another time. Thanks Talksmart for giving me the chances to be nominated on your “contest”. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-8577066119060427619?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8577066119060427619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8577066119060427619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8577066119060427619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8577066119060427619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-recognition.html' title='2nd Recognition!'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxTlNiqFCQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gB_Kli3Aqr0/s72-c/Filipino_blog_award2.3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2021807402591645720</id><published>2009-11-29T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T04:46:25.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel sorry for him…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;J&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ust yesterday, our family had an unexpected coming of my lolo, lola and my tito from Laguna. Although they called earlier, it was still a surprise for me of receiving a cute puppy out of the blue. My mom had already a plan of getting a new dog to add one to the male population of the canine family we have at home. Finally, he arrived. He’s so cute and while the three of them were still in our house, I couldn’t make up my mind whether to accept the compelling gift or not. Well, after some moments of thinking, I told my mom to keep him. The cute puff ball wonder ate his first dinner inside our home, however, inside his cage. I didn’t know what my reaction must be, whether I’d be happy or feel sorry for the poor guy. My tito left a reminder before leaving: he’s a deafening one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I can’t take his picture yet, for there’s a saying about taking pictures of new adopted dogs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The reasons why I’m hesitant to take him:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My dad doesn’t want an additional K9. He often nitpicks supplementary expense for food, even noise. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;The noise it’ll make during days and nights, with or without noises. I might not be able to study well as he barks. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Physical appearance: He’s too good to be true, quite cute, like it’s not an ordinary dog, he’s like a canine with a breed. Because of his irresistible cuteness, I might not be able to do anything but to play with him all day. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When they left, my dad immediately thought of a name for him: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Avatar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He said he got the name from the animated series on TV5/ Nickelodeon “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatar: The Legend of Aang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” for having an arrow on Aang’s forehead, similar to our puppy’s circle on his forehead. Well, it’s his first time to suggest a name so my mom and I agreed. Me and my mom spent time with Avatar. His appealing face made me want to hold him every minute for I never had such a cute puppy before. I really hope that he won’t grow up and remain a puppy forever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At around 12:00am, I woke up for Avatar made continuous cries. My dad, mom and I failed to have a good sleep because of his startling noises. My mom got up to comfort him by giving food and subsequently, it worked out. But at 2am, he cried again and I think up until 6am, he performed his earsplitting theater act, which made me feel sad for him for he wanted to get out of his cage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This morning, I woke up at 6am. My mom brought out the cage from the house and he’s now situated on our patio. She gave Avatar the chance to get out of his cage and mingle with our other dogs. Things turn well until when we gave him food, he wouldn’t eat. Even though he’s outside his cage, he continued to cry. We gave him 2 mini balls and decorated his cage to comfort him out but all worked out for only a few hours. He wouldn’t eat and he just slept the whole day. I was thinking that “adopting” him was a bad idea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="3" face="Candara"&gt;I feel sorry for Avatar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe he’s homesick and misses my tito, his previous owner. My tito gave his 3 other siblings and he was given to my mom as a sort of a gift. Whenever I hear his cries, tears roll down to my eyes maybe because of strong sentiment of sympathy for him. My mom admits she gives up for any food she gives, he wouldn’t eat nor drink his milk. I don’t know what else to do. My mind says I should tell my mom to bring him back but I really want him to be a part of my life. I’m a dog lover and I really feel sorry for him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know what to do. Please help me. How can I ease the pain he’s feeling now? How will I resolve his “not-eating/ continuous-sleeping” problems? What move should I do? bring him back? or let him stay?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-2021807402591645720?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2021807402591645720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2021807402591645720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2021807402591645720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2021807402591645720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-sorry-for-him.html' title='I feel sorry for him…'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8563751191722576465</id><published>2009-11-29T04:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T04:38:21.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;M&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y friends love to send group messages and to share out inspiring quotes using their cell phones. Of course, quotes are just passed around and I don’t know who are those people who have thought of such funny &amp;amp; rousing words of wisdom. I like to share some to you (although I know some are quite familiar to you ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="2" face="Lucida Calligraphy"&gt;Sometimes, loving could be so painful, but it’s amazing to know that no matter how hard it is, loving someone is still the simplest reason you find yourself smiling.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;-sent by Alianna Santos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJkqSYGW_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kkk1xaQTdEI/s1600-h/g%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="g" border="0" alt="g" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJlGc7w2yI/AAAAAAAAAVU/SWD89umGQbw/g_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="194" height="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;Sometimes your existence gives hope to one person..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;your smile maybe a pearl for someone..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;your presence might be the desire of the one who loves you dearly..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;So..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;Value yourself..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Segoe Script"&gt;‘Cause you make a difference by simply being you…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;-sent by Alianna Santos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJmGrE9NhI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8mjcT5yMklc/images%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="images" border="0" alt="images" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJnsPBOzdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H4BwM2Cuhbs/images_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="98" height="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;7 Qualities of a true friend:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ol&gt;     &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;weet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;ntense&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;omantic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;dmirable&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nderstanding&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;oyal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;bedient&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Therefore, a true&amp;#160; friend must be S.I.R.A.U.L.O! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;-sent by Lance dela Cruz (my best friend)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are tested by &lt;u&gt;major changes&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;delayed promises,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;impossible problems,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;unanswered prayers,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;undeserved criticism&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and even &lt;u&gt;senseless tragedies.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the good news us that God wants us to pass the tests of life…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080" size="4" face="Little Days"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So He never allows the tests we face to be greater than the grace He gives us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;-sent by Alianna Santos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Precious"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJoAmWHraI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BaTsQecIon8/s1600-h/images%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="images" border="0" alt="images" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJon66tZqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/50PPcGceVJ4/images_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="210" height="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Precious"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;W&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;onder why we don’t have the gift to read the minds of other people?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size="3" face="Precious"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Precious"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;so we could have the chance &lt;font face="Rockwell"&gt;TO TRUST&lt;/font&gt;.. and the privilege &lt;font face="Rockwell"&gt;TO BE TRUSTED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;-sent by Alianna Santos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ometimes you got to run away so you can see who will run after you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5" face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ometimes you got to talk quieter just to see who’s listening.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5" face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ometimes you got to step up in fight to see who will stand by your side.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5" face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="French Script MT"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ometimes you got to let go of the one you love just to see if they love you enough to come back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#825a2d"&gt;-sent by Claire Diomampo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope they inspire you! More quotes coming next time. ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-8563751191722576465?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8563751191722576465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8563751191722576465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8563751191722576465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8563751191722576465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/phone-quotes.html' title='Phone Quotes'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxJlGc7w2yI/AAAAAAAAAVU/SWD89umGQbw/s72-c/g_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2248057092056908505</id><published>2009-11-28T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:39:00.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Figurative Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ur class had a project in Physics which was to make a poster that would be based from the theme: &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;u&gt;The Youth: The Hope of the Environment&lt;/u&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/font&gt; I’m not much of an artistic person who can quickly think of brilliant ideas to make a poster meaningful (full of symbolisms) and colorful. Others are used to utilize color pastels but I just prefer using color pencils and tissue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxDu6LNtCdI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5M7vAI2_Pck/s1600-h/Hope%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Hope" border="0" alt="Hope" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxG5WKuTUtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lwzOfuY1-l4/Hope_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="271" height="361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I want to show the poster I have made. It’s a little simple but it earned numerous constructive criticisms from my friends and teachers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Bookman Old Style"&gt;Mother Earth is currently facing obliteration and she is in our hands to save Her. In as much as youth are paramount in the society, they should make the most imposing difference, being the abiding pant of both community and the environment.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Bookman Old Style"&gt;The poster exhibits distinct schemes. &lt;strong&gt;The Earth&lt;/strong&gt; serves as the central symbol of the environment. &lt;strong&gt;Five people&lt;/strong&gt; surround the planet, who represents the community, particularly the youth. Each of them delineates the words from the theme “THE HOPE OF THE ENVIRONMENT”, but the poster doesn’t physically show the words, much more of its symbolisms. One waters the Earth with &lt;strong&gt;heart-shaped droplets&lt;/strong&gt;, depicting that there should be passion in taking care of Her as for the other, he’s considering the “&lt;strong&gt;recycle&lt;/strong&gt;” logo, meaning to say that it’s one way to save our home. Then, the &lt;strong&gt;rose&lt;/strong&gt; on top of the Earth symbolizes love and peace formed as we take care of Her. Lastly, &lt;strong&gt;God’s hands&lt;/strong&gt; are one top exhibiting His guidance and love wherein HE unites the five with His love and will while revising His blessing to us.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Let’s start taking care of our ONLY home, before it’s TOO LATE.&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-2248057092056908505?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2248057092056908505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2248057092056908505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2248057092056908505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2248057092056908505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/figurative-picture.html' title='A Figurative Picture'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxG5WKuTUtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lwzOfuY1-l4/s72-c/Hope_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-744249583449286291</id><published>2009-11-27T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:28:52.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Found Footage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ound footage is one of the latest genres confirmed which is included in the horror category. So far, I have watched two films under this type: &lt;b&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/b&gt; (just last year) and most recently the last film I’ve watched, &lt;b&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/b&gt; (last Wednesday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxG5kjr1ynI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fOH2vXoCNmU/s1600-h/Paranormal_Activity_poster4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Paranormal_Activity_poster" border="0" height="305" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxG5qRg7RUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x5pvieIia78/Paranormal_Activity_poster_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Paranormal_Activity_poster" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve heard numerous accounts and experiences of several people, whether from the internet or from my family and friends regarding the most topical FF film. The first time I heard it was from my cousin whom she invited me to watch it on our home, together with our other cousins. We only made it on the 1/3 part of the film for they’re leaving that day; I’d say, the film’s boring. The next day (Monday), my classmates were talking about the film and they really want to watch it. Coincidentally, I brought the DVD my cousin lent to me at school and I showed them that I have a copy of it, in Blu-Ray.&amp;nbsp; I invited them to watch it, the half of the class but some mishaps made my viewing deferred. Meaning, only my friends were able to watch it, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;without&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched for some comments about Paranormal Activity on the net. I have also received group messages on my phone from my friends saying that they haven’t experience a very good and continuous sleep after watching the film. Comments on the net convey that paranoia, fear and strong impact of horrific realism have dominated them, during and after the movie. I have become more excited to watch it after reading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, after class at 2:30pm, I went home and had a chance to watch the film, with my parents. I told them not to leave me alone watching, following the “note” on the DVD cover: “Do not see it alone.” I skipped the parts I’d watched before and began on the part of Night #3. As I was concentrating on the film, I hadn’t realize that my parents left me: they already slept. Maybe because most of the parts were tedious and the creeps only occur at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the film and after, these are the things I’ve grasped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The film’s a &lt;u&gt;little daunting.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It’s an &lt;b&gt;typical&lt;/b&gt; horror film about a couple who moved in a new house who are experiencing paranormal occurrences, most happen at night. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At first,&amp;nbsp; you will be hesitant to look on the TV screen for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0;"&gt;you do not know what to expect to witness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; whether there’ll be a ghost going to pop-out of the screen or any character (if) possessed will go forward the camera and look devilishly at you until the credits roll. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You must &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0;"&gt;keep your eyes open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to look for any creepy activity on each scene. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The film’s &lt;u&gt;scary but not that much&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It’s just pure &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;“jump-out-of-seats”&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/i&gt;thrill, which is &lt;b&gt;best viewed with headsets&lt;/b&gt; to feel the unforeseen loud thuds and sounds. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The scenes with pure dialogue between the couple serve as your &lt;u&gt;preparations&lt;/u&gt; for the night (subsequent to every morning occurrence). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;     &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This film failed to make me screech.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual horror flicks make me shout for 1 second but this one didn’t. The reception of this film is based on the viewer himself, whether he or she’ll apply paranoia to him/ herself, activating the power of his/ her brains to the environment, making him/herself scared throughout the day or not. It’s in the manner of thinking or it’s all on our head. Maybe those who commented they can’t sleep still keep on thinking the film and they imagine an invisible force would d*** them out of their b*** (oops! spoiler).&amp;nbsp; Overall, the film’s dull at first, however fear will concurrently develop as the paranormal activities on the film get stronger and creepier each night. It’s a unique thrill and I swear, anyone can watch it ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt; A movie with provisional nightmares is this one, better than Cloverfield. Sources say it’s the next “The Blair Witch Project”, but since I haven’t watch the &lt;i&gt;Project&lt;/i&gt; yet, I cannot consider it as such, &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&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/4808094109405043356-744249583449286291?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/744249583449286291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=744249583449286291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/744249583449286291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/744249583449286291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultimate-found-footage.html' title='The Ultimate Found Footage?'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxG5qRg7RUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x5pvieIia78/s72-c/Paranormal_Activity_poster_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6797877576052850238</id><published>2009-11-25T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:58:32.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Achievement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;wo weeks ago, a message on my Cbox from &lt;b&gt;Talksmart&lt;/b&gt; stated that my blog was nominated as the “Filipino Blog of the Week” for week 186. The moment I saw this, I was so blissful for it’s the first time my blog was nominated for a poll-operated contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxDw8SQvvzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eStdaw2u5Ss/s1600-h/Winner2logo%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Winner2logo" border="0" height="207" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxDxFl2L5gI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AY32feQMsnw/Winner2logo_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Winner2logo" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fortunately, my blog won 2nd place/&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; font-size: x-small;"&gt; Winner of “Filipino Blog of the Week (Week 186)” rank #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with 53% rating and a total of 13 votes. A sincere thanks to all those who voted for my blog! Special thanks also to Talksmart and his blog &lt;a href="http://salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8040;"&gt;“The Composed Gentleman”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nevertheless, my blog is nominated for week 187 and 188. Thanks to all! ;)&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/4808094109405043356-6797877576052850238?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6797877576052850238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6797877576052850238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6797877576052850238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6797877576052850238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/achievement.html' title='An Achievement!'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SxDxFl2L5gI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AY32feQMsnw/s72-c/Winner2logo_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-5885873554442276276</id><published>2009-11-11T05:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:26:45.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th year'/><title type='text'>24 Hours of Hot Air</title><content type='html'>Today, I finally made up my mind that I should put my feet up. I am absent today for my asthma has slowed me down. I keep on refusing to the choice of having a check-up today because all I want to do is to rest. Since last Saturday, I am experiencing inferior colds with continuous coughs. The case, I guess, is post-nasal drip, which is the condition of having the gooey material inside the nose going down to the air passage of the lungs. The results are hard coughing and sleepless nights, with the distress of breathing. Today, I’m able to relieve all of them, with water, water and water. It’s a first that I have drunk 5 glasses of water today and I think it’s an accomplishment ‘cause I rarely drink water. To be honest, I prefer drinking plentiful of soft drinks and milk rather than water. But now, I learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick doesn’t stop me from surfing the net. Lots of stuff to do like researching for my essays and secret school projects. Today, I have been memorizing an oratorical piece for our English project. It’s quite difficult at first but once I get the hang of it, it’s doing good. I also find the time today to organize my stuff for the big day tomorrow, back-to-school. Just a few minutes ago, my best friend has given me all the homework given and what they have done earlier in school. As usual, I’ve missed a lot today such as a seatwork which can be answered only if I have the newly distributed magazine, and a new lesson in Accounting about Adjusting Trial Balance on a 10-column worksheet which is wider than my chair! Whew, my unwinding today became ineffective because of these. I have to catch up tomorrow or else, I have to take my very strict teachers’ consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To change the topic, as I search and surf the net, I have discovered two attainments of my efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; One of our Computer projects was to make an infomercial/ commercial promoting the Golden Jubilee celebration of our Alma Mater, Cainta Catholic College. It should be less than a minute but mine got a little longer. It took me 9 simultaneous hours to make my 1:12 video ‘cause I got problems with the Movie Maker. Still, after all my efforts, my video was one of the two “&lt;strike&gt;best&lt;/strike&gt;” commercials picked by my Computer teacher together with other “mystery” judges. You can watch the video below (comments are highly appreciated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:4e19ecc1-94bc-43c3-9979-2c32e6301864" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 0px; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;div id="b5b03df7-3cc6-4952-8b8d-da9536962c8b" style="display: inline; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EI5f57_rPf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img alt="" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('b5b03df7-3cc6-4952-8b8d-da9536962c8b'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/EI5f57_rPf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/EI5f57_rPf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvrBIrpSPNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aSovnZ9-3EE/videoa71a7d6b0f9e%5B16%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*I forgot to credit the materials I had used for this video. Still, thank you to those who hold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In addition, I was astonished and pleased to see that my video was rated with 5 stars on YouTube. Thanks to those who rated! :) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvrB5A5iueI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ZGEdP9IQ2J4/s1600-h/a%20picture%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="a picture" border="0" height="246" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvrCbDhVJaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PQUNSKbVRGg/a%20picture_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="a picture" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Last Monday, when I opened my blog, I saw a message on my Cbox. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talksmart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said that my blog had been nominated as the “Best Filipino Blog of the Week (186)” wherein votes could be made in &lt;a href="http://salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com/" style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;http://salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Being nominated is already an attainment and at least my endeavor in making posts in my blog would bring a beautiful fruit. Thanks Talksmart!&lt;br /&gt;*You can vote my blog in the website I’ve typed above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;-THE END-&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for my next posts about my droll descriptions of a Filipino transpo, what an ideal friend I have and about my own role as a singer in a music video! ‘Til next time bloggers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-5885873554442276276?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/5885873554442276276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=5885873554442276276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5885873554442276276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5885873554442276276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/24-hours-of-hot-air.html' title='24 Hours of Hot Air'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvrBIrpSPNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aSovnZ9-3EE/s72-c/videoa71a7d6b0f9e%5B16%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2487414761406187574</id><published>2009-11-05T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T04:55:39.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on a Trance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvLGRhk7TUI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZK0sC9omRJM/s1600-h/DSC09999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvLGRhk7TUI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZK0sC9omRJM/s320/DSC09999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400596907543973186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"M: Sir Edu, pa-picture naman po. E: Of course!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been less than two weeks since the desertion of one of my most-liked shows on television. When I was watching I saw a trailer of an upcoming show with a subject of talent-showcasing and the timeslot was 11:15am: the time of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pilipinas, Game KNB?&lt;/span&gt; I was kind of upset and dazed that it became defunct. I’d miss the 80’s and 90’s music, Vilma Santos’ A-Do-Run-Run, the craze of also answering the questions while watching and of course &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Edu Manzano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I’d been an avid fan of the show for I learned a lot of trivia from it and going to the set was one of my wishes when I celebrated my birthday. Hmm, I know that this post is a way too late but I just want to reminisce those moments when I finally had a chance to go to the set itself &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;67 days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ago &lt;/span&gt;(more than two months ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 31, 2009&lt;/span&gt;: The very special and most exciting day of the year! I woke up with a wide smile on my face which I found hard to remove due to my utmost enthusiasm. It was 7:00am, I was an early bird that time and I immediately took a bath and ate my breakfast. Time was quite slow for me that time; minutes seemed to be &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvLLEg0PS4I/AAAAAAAAATk/Oe8NqOV2jzM/s1600-h/DSC09987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvLLEg0PS4I/AAAAAAAAATk/Oe8NqOV2jzM/s320/DSC09987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400602181559602050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hours and hours appeared to be days (?) Meeting time would be at CCC (Cainta Catholic College), 11:00am sharp. After some preparations, the time to depart our home finally came. I and my mom left at 10:00am and we were at school at 10:45am. I got bored to tears waiting for the “players” of the show but I controlled it with excitement. Then, after a few minutes, they arrived and we met with &lt;u&gt;Tita Eli&lt;/u&gt; (Melinda) and her two co-players and friends, &lt;u&gt;Ms. Shel&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Mr. Miguel&lt;/u&gt;. Tita Eli was the one who invited my mom to be one of her companions for the show and then when she found out that I was an avid fan of the game show, she incorporated me in. Then, the three (3) prayed first and Tita Eli also prayed for herself not only for the game but also for her birthday celebration that day. After the prayers were sent to God, we made our way to ABS-CBN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rides were more than an hour. I got the chance to see the beauty of Makati and Pasig as well as the routes to get there. My heart was pounding with thrill and positive tension as we were getting closer to the company’s whereabouts. We passed GMA 7’s building and then in a few minutes, we finally arrived! We walked for a while on the street going to the main entrance of the building. Food stalls and fast-food restaurants dominated the street where I smelled all kinds of flavorful aroma during our walk. We were glad for the weather got along with us which welcomed us with warm but gentle and comforting breeze which reduced our exhaustion. After taking 147 steps, a building came to view and I realized it was the entrance of ABS-CBN. We were hesitated to enter at first but I guess that our guts pushed us all the way. Subsequently, we came in, first through the automated unique “rotating” door and the sweet fragrance welcomed us inside. It was cool inside and I took the opportunity to take pictures of my first steps in the ABS-CBN building. There were shiny walls, carpeted floors, and little bright lights everywhere! I hadn’t controlled myself from touching everything in the building attesting my innocent compulsion. After a brief tour inside, we went out to have our “lunch”, at MiniStop. We ate their unbeatable ice cream which cooled down the heat we were feeling under the sun. We saw some famous personalities there such as news reporter Willard Cheng and actor Badjie Mortiz. We were kind of bored that time for the entry to the set wasn’t announced yet. Good thing I subscribed into unlimited texting that time and Jenica was my textmate for 2 hours of waiting. While sitting on the mini-hut of MiniStop, we saw the other “teams” who were also going to play in Game KNB? that day. I had to admit but one of the players brought out typhoon signal #4. &lt;br /&gt;2:15pm: Finally, the players and the companions were called in. I told my mom how excited I was during that time for I’d finally see the set personally. However the kill time drew out for we were sent to a purely white-colored dressing room for until 5:00pm. I didn’t know what else to do to remove boredom so I decided to review my notes in Mathematics since the next day was our Periodical Exams. I also read Bob Ong’s “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas&lt;/span&gt;” and I almost finished it waiting for 5pm. Inside the dressing room, the players were dressed up with their color-coordinated attires provided by RRJ with matching make-up. After the dress-up, they practiced their dance numbers and mastered their choreography in front of a large mirror. With so much reading and watching the teams dance, time passed quickly and we were called to the studio. Finally after 3 years we made it outside the dressing room and made our way to studio 9 I think but the companions weren’t allowed to go in yet. It’s 5:05pm and my mom and I waited outside the studio and there we met Jonas, the choreographer of the show, always seen on TV. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; dressed up very fashionably and my mom chatted with him for a short time. It’s 5:45pm when we got in the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we entered, the cool and fresh atmosphere of the studio welcomed us. But it wasn’t we expected for it was small. Yes, on TV we thought it’s wide but in actuality, it’s not. Lights made the place cool and hip and it’s like we’re inside a disco bar. We sat below in the rear of the host and we had a good view of the whole set. I intentionally convinced my mom to sit there for I know there’s a camera on top that would make us be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;seen on TV. There I finally got the chance to see what’s happening off-air: Jonas taught us (audience) the dances involved which were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“A-Do Run-Run”&lt;/span&gt; and others. Floor directors facilitated and the teams were set immediately, practicing their strategies for the real game. Before the show could begin, one team broke a mechanism and that took about 20 minutes to be fixed. After a few more moments, the host finally arrived, with his dressed with cream polo, Mr. Edu Manzano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:30pm:&lt;/span&gt; the show finally started. The thunderous sounds and music made the ambiance more alive and kicking. Those 61 minutes were the most exciting and unforgettable moments of my life. I just danced, smiled, laughed and cheered the whole time! I took the chance to look always on the camera, for instant celebrity fame. During the “breaks”, my mom and I got the chance to take a picture with Mr. Edu, with matching jokes. He’s quite nice to everyone for he talked to the audience during commercial breaks. My mom couldn’t help but to scream with “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt;”. By the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;“The Questors”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was the name of Tita Eli’s team in orange however; they only made it until the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Taranta Round”&lt;/span&gt; (2nd round). When they got eliminated, we just continued watching until the end of 1 episode. We then returned to the dressing room and congratulated the team. A wonderful way of celebrating a birthday, I thought Tita Eli would say to herself. We ate first, took pictures and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 9:00pm when we got home. I couldn’t sleep that night for I still couldn’t keep on remembering those happy moments. The music continued to batter on my head and guess what; I forgot all the lessons for the periodical exams! Anyway, I was able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday the following week (September 3, 2009), after our exams, I immediately ran to Tita Emma’s house and I and my mom watched the episode we were into. The 3 of us laughed and enjoyed our exposures on TV and we even got a 3-sec. close-up! That was the most enjoyable 1 hour I’d witnessed ever – because I was on TV! (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;artista na ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! My post got long. Sorry readers, you might got bored, I just couldn’t help myself. Sorry for this super late post, but I made it like reminiscence. ‘Til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-2487414761406187574?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2487414761406187574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2487414761406187574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2487414761406187574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2487414761406187574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/looking-back-on-trance.html' title='Looking Back on a Trance'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SvLGRhk7TUI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZK0sC9omRJM/s72-c/DSC09999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7023030896145813919</id><published>2009-11-01T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:55:40.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Schemes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Su1_Uo4vFFI/AAAAAAAAATU/SCifbOiVOn8/s1600-h/graveyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Su1_Uo4vFFI/AAAAAAAAATU/SCifbOiVOn8/s320/graveyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399111520836588626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-H.P. 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	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Happy Halloween! One good way to have a scary Halloween is engaging in a horror-movie marathon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Horror movies are one of the most anticipated genres by nearly all people around the world. This category can pertain to those films concerning supernatural content, cannibalism, queer creatures, extra-terrestrial beings and psychopathic serial killers. There are lots of variations and a wide range of selections of sub-genres can really deliver good scares to the audience. I, also am an enthusiast of horror films, most especially the slasher films or some call it the “body-count” films.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I find those films quite interesting and exciting. Subjects of having psycho killers or unimaginable killing machines or creatures are common here. After I watch even one slasher, most of the scenes from it retain in my mind and I can bring them to my dreams. I believe slashers have the most distinct power among the other sub-genres of horror films to manifest the audience’s mind up to the time they sleep. A movie often possesses potent taglines that bring impact to people to attract and convince them to watch the film itself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After viewing, people recollect, dredge up and engage in conversations about the scenes they remember most with their friends. These films deliver more scare if viewed in the big screen for the sounds can oscillate one’s ears and bring shivers to the scariest moments of the film, together with the large motion picture for supplementary tension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The decade of 80’s is said to be the rise of popular slashers. Up until now, the influence of this field of horror movies is still at this time. My imagination is way more intense whenever I watch those films. In fact, for more than a hundred pictures I’ve seen, I’ve noticed the common techniques and factors to convey terror and fright to the viewers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;First factors are the &lt;b style=""&gt;sounds&lt;/b&gt;. Those deep, creepy and daunting music backgrounds combine with the killing or climax scenes intensifies the emotions causing earsplitting screams. But in some successful slashers, the &lt;u&gt;absence of sounds&lt;/u&gt; is also effectual such as in the 2005 British film “The Descent” which is marked for its silent scenes with the monsters surprisingly attacks the girls which I think has brought loud screams to its viewers, based on my experience. Powerful sounds are often coalesced to the killer’s move to slay his victim for dominant jolt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Settings &lt;/span&gt;add chills too. Places with spooky twigs and trunks without any leaves standing on a dark night with a full moon can be common but houses with various high staircases, hiding spots, basements, cabinets and floors and dearth of light are way better. Houses are the common spots for the killer to trap its victim/s and the victim will find her spot to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Costumes &lt;/span&gt;etch in people’s minds. Examples are Freddy Krueger’s sharp glove, Michael Myers’ eye-less white mask, Jason’s hockey mask, Ben Willis’ fisherman attire and Chuckie the doll is a “costume” itself. Include their weapons like knives, axes, fireplace sticks, scissors, plastic bags, hooks or mace; killing can be much unforgettable as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The film will not be a film if there won't be any cast and crew. Wes Craven is famous for his talent in directing box-office slashers and horror films such as Scream, Nightmare on Elm Street and The Hills Have Eyes while Stephen King has written numerous books which are adapted into films like the silliest killer ever, Pennywise in I.T. On the other hand, I prefer watching slashers with teenagers as the main injured parties than 30's to 60-year old ones. The phrase "final girl" has been coined to those sole survivors of the slashers being female such as Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis), Nancy Thompson (Heather Langenkamp) and many others who are often featured in the next sequels of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Story of course will never be missing. I can remember stories of the killers' past like being a son of pure evil, revenge, psychotic, flip, killer inside the house, urban legends, science-gone-wrong or prank-gone-wrong. Common however these are still quite effective to the films' viewers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Well, those are just some factors I know that make slashers cool enough to be watched. As I type this post, I'm viewing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halloween (H20): 20 Years Later&lt;/span&gt; on one channel for a Halloween night. Gotta end this up or else I'll miss all the slaying action. 'Til next time readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;marquee&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-7023030896145813919?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7023030896145813919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7023030896145813919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7023030896145813919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7023030896145813919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-schemes.html' title='Black Schemes'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Su1_Uo4vFFI/AAAAAAAAATU/SCifbOiVOn8/s72-c/graveyard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-5265271293004176151</id><published>2009-10-31T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:22:49.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color'/><title type='text'>From Life &amp; Secrets to Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Su11sufCqZI/AAAAAAAAATM/dh30JTlM0pQ/s1600-h/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Su11sufCqZI/AAAAAAAAATM/dh30JTlM0pQ/s320/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399100939540015506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;                                    is my day-long obsession, joy                                   and torment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Claude Monet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After more than two months crammed and packed with activities, sleepless nights, days of eye bags and stress, I finally get the chance to go back into blogging. I just want to acquit for my co-bloggers and readers that my blog isn’t that quite updated because of my busy schedules as a student but I’ll still continue in making posts here but expect it’ll not be recurrent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wow! My blog just marked its 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; birthday last September and I hadn’t written anything that month. Well, for one year and less than two months, my blog ran through series of alterations and barriers. Well, it first started as an exceedingly simple blog of mine last September 2008 with a title of “Life Memoirs” using a provided Blogger basic theme. My first posts were pure English then at the end of the year, it became &lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taglish&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Year 2009, I changed the theme from simple circles to a nature-devised appearance. A little number of posts again was made for I was busy from January to March. March 2009, I made my &lt;i style=""&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; post entitled “A Sweet Delicious Treat” and after that, I didn’t update. I thought that I should quit blogging because I had no time to bring it up to date and only a few people read my site. I left it plainly exposed without any knowledge what to do with my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Summer 2009 almost ended and it was June 2009 when I had the prospect to alter my site. I bid farewell to “Life Memoirs” and said hello to “Skeleton in the Cupboard” with an orange theme filled with black and cream yellow colors and abstract buildings. I made four starter posts for my new and I guessed “improved” page. But again, I stopped blogging last August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just yesterday, I had a time to update. Goodbye &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skeleton &lt;/span&gt;and I welcomed “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Down in Black and White&lt;/span&gt;”. I decided that I should be consistent in what I had started thus; I should blog in pure English language. I realized mixing two languages together could diminish chances people to read my site and it’s not revering both languages. I had to start resembling a clean slate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Welcome to my “&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;” blog. My title is quite contrasting to my theme but we know that everything has grounds. Here you’ll perceive distinct stories, anecdotes, quotes, ideas and expressions of someone who’s finding hard time to appreciate life and it’s yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-5265271293004176151?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/5265271293004176151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=5265271293004176151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5265271293004176151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5265271293004176151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-life-secrets-to-colors.html' title='From Life &amp; Secrets to Colors'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Su11sufCqZI/AAAAAAAAATM/dh30JTlM0pQ/s72-c/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6902096072678849707</id><published>2009-08-29T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:09:13.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sikat'/><title type='text'>“In”, Hip &amp; Famous</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ilipinos can think of countless “&lt;em&gt;pauso’s&lt;/em&gt;” to spice up living their lives. We are known to be really humorous in almost I guess, everything! Even the hardships, problems and trials come; we can laugh about it because we’re the kind of people who are sanguine and cheerful most of the time! :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are people, things, sayings or anything under the sun that are/were considered “in” or “hip” in the Philippines this year 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkiMH6ciQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2IJa9iKGsIE/s1600-h/070309-aprilceleb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375365221921360130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkiMH6ciQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2IJa9iKGsIE/s320/070309-aprilceleb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most popular and widely used words nowadays in the country. This word is the set phrase for “well done” or “good job” used particularly in quiz bees, promotions, achieving ranks, beating the DOTA king and much more. This word’s further used “everyday” because of the notorious 19-year old ASF Dancer in Wowowee, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ms. Aprilyn Gustilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprilyn or simply “April” but now called as “&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;” started sometime in April 2009. I can still remember that it’s my summer vacation and I was able to watch Wowowee more habitually. I was able to see her career from start when she joined &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ms. Fitrum&lt;/span&gt; in the said show then became a new recruited ASF Dancer. For the first 2-3 months, she began to speak the word “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” during the giving of P1,000 to the Bigaten from Rexona (&lt;em&gt;1,000, 1,000, 1,000 from Rexona, 1,000….CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;/em&gt; (raising her two arms quite high). ‘Til then she became more popular this I think June up to know where she’s being imitated by many people (as I’d observed). At school, I could hear the students (just distributing test papers), “&lt;em&gt;P1,000…P1,000…P1,000 from Vaseline&lt;/em&gt;”. Then, with the alteration in the Rexona segment (addition of the word “High-five”), her catch-phrase turned into: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;“&lt;em&gt;High-Five! P1,000…nanay high-five! P1,000….tatay hay! High-five P1,000….CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, she’s kind of “promoted” because she’s included in the intermission number of the ASF Dancers before Willie of Fortune and she engages in “mini-hosting” of the show. What made her really admired and funny is the way she says the word “CONGRATULATIONS!” because her voice has no permanent pitch (can be high or getting low sometimes) with matching high energy and “&lt;em&gt;malat&lt;/em&gt;” (I think hoarse in English) effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyang-Haseyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t know where they come from but when classes resume, my classmates always sing the song &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Nobody”&lt;/span&gt; with matching dance steps inside the classroom anytime of a day. Sometimes I feel clichéd of hearing the song every single day of a week from the “Wonder Girls” inside the room (even my best friend dances the song xD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observed that during and still after the phenomenal hit of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“Boys Over (Before) Flowers”&lt;/span&gt; in the Philippines, several people engaged in the trend of having &lt;u&gt;bangs&lt;/u&gt; like Jan Di’s, &lt;u&gt;fur coats&lt;/u&gt; like Jun Pyo’s, &lt;u&gt;corn blonde hair&lt;/u&gt; of Ji Hoo, &lt;u&gt;long hairstyle&lt;/u&gt; (emo-like) of boys and men like Yi Jeong and Woo Bin and &lt;u&gt;checkered sweatshirts&lt;/u&gt;. Also, Filipinos (especially women) downloaded the songs from the soundtrack of the drama series and would listen anywhere (including the students in our school, they’d listen to the songs inside the trellis with people looking at them because they memorized the undistinguished, unmemorable and unrecognizable lyrics of the songs…and they don’t even know the meanings of those songs! Why do we find memorizing the Oriental languages easy? Maybe because we can just blab and say any “word” as long as it has the similar sound. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Korean “hit” in the Philippines is the rise of the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Korean Pop Culture&lt;/span&gt; – Korean songs made by girls who have cute colorful skirts, same hairdo and white skin. These include “Nobody” by &lt;strong&gt;Wonder Girls&lt;/strong&gt; (which is a hit because most Filipino girls tend to sing it in karaoke bars and dance it anywhere) having both Korean and English versions. Songs of &lt;strong&gt;2NE1&lt;/strong&gt; became popular also and we’re able to see &lt;strong&gt;Sandara Park’s&lt;/strong&gt; rise to fame in Korea nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nanay Dionesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy/ Na&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkkitVGZEI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y5U5MNrFDxk/s1600-h/14-dionisia-pacquiao-1col.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375367808945644610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkkitVGZEI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y5U5MNrFDxk/s320/14-dionisia-pacquiao-1col.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nay Dionesia is the mother of the People’s Champ Manny “Pacman” Pacquiao. At first we only see her inside a room of her house, locked up, praying devotedly to Mama Mary for every fight of her son – and her prayers are powerful for Pacman constantly wins his matches. But now, year 2009, the religious Nanay Dionesia decides to enter show business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she entered showbiz, she became an instant “star”. With many TV guestings such as in dance shows (she’s the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dance Floor Queen&lt;/span&gt; I think), variety shows, talk shows and gag shows, her name is undisputedly forever in our minds. Her fame continued with countless TV ads/ commercials and groundbreaking taglines in those ads. Many comedians and comediennes impersonate her, increasing her popularity even more. Even in the touchtone world, she’s still notorious with people’s use of shaggy dog stories. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facebook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See previous post (“Mukhang Libro”) below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bro…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2009 marked the beginning of one of the most prestigious and heartwarming drama series on television which is “&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;May Bukas Pa&lt;/span&gt;”. It has a similar theme of “Marcelino” which is about a young boy named Santino who can see and communicate with Jesus. With the instant popularity of the show, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Santino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Zaijian Jaranilla) calls Jesus &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Bro”&lt;/span&gt; for we all know that Jesus is the redeemer, Son of God, thus, He’s our brother. People use “Bro” pertaining to Jesus in real lives and not just only in the show itself. In our school, when we had our confessions, the priests would say just have faith in Bro. That’s how influencial Santino is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cwissy, Naw Nah…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show in one channel entitled&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; “Banana Split”&lt;/span&gt; made this “phrase” more &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkiMXuPcAI/AAAAAAAAASY/0Vp5pD5Edtc/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375365226165137410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkiMXuPcAI/AAAAAAAAASY/0Vp5pD5Edtc/s320/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;popular because of their spoof of the show &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“SNN: Showbiz News Ngayon”&lt;/span&gt; which is &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“NNNN: Nternainment News na Naman!”.&lt;/span&gt; The show’s (SNN) hosts are Boy Abunda and Kris Aquino and on the spoof stars &lt;u&gt;Jayson Gainza as Bhoy&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Angelica Panganiban as Crissy&lt;/u&gt;. The most talked-about and well-liked impersonation is Jayson’s for he’s able to really mimic Boy Abunda’s voice and laugh (ahihihi) and also his popular catch phrase: “&lt;em&gt;Showbiz news bukas, ngayon ang broadcast…naw nah&lt;/em&gt;..” plus lowering his head down like Boy. Also, Angelica’s able to portray like Kris because of the movements and the famous “back” pose. They both make a good impersonating tandem and in our school, many of my classmates imitate the way Bhoy talks, causing outrage and nonstop laughter inside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You’re such a l&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkijnkMx_I/AAAAAAAAASg/j13pFOzfGI4/s1600-h/072409_yaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375365625554978802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkijnkMx_I/AAAAAAAAASg/j13pFOzfGI4/s320/072409_yaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oser…hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tandem of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yaya and Angelina&lt;/span&gt; (portrayed by Michael V. and Ogie Alcasid respectively) are quite funny. Their first appearance was in their “segment” in Bubble Gang, Yaya taking care of Angelina, the spoiled brat. Angelina, most of the times (or I think always) refuse to follow Yaya and when Yaya commits mistakes, she’ll say her famous phrase: “&lt;em&gt;Yaya, you’re such a loser&lt;/em&gt;” or “&lt;em&gt;Whatever Yaya&lt;/em&gt;” making letter “W” on her hands and rolling "her" eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching their utmost esteem, they had their own show, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Hole in the Wall”&lt;/span&gt; with more funny antics from the two comedians. Then, because I think by popular demand, they’ll have a movie together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cute and Funny Songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Filipinos are really creative and have an extensive sense of humor. Even the hit foreign songs are &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;translated into Tagalog&lt;/span&gt;! Starting with hits such as “Clumsy”, “Don’t Matter”, “Low”, “Smack That” and other Akon, Beyonce, Fergie and others’ songs are made “fresh” by Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translations are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Clumsy”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can’t help it, can’t help it = &lt;em&gt;Ka’y mag-ingat, ika’y mag-ingat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-Chorus: “&lt;em&gt;Ako’y natisod, natapilok, natisod, natapilok, di nag-ingat sa pagmamahal&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Ako’y nadulas, umikot, nadulas, umikot”, di nag-ingat sa pagmamahal&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Ben”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First line: Ben, bayaran mo ang utang mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Single Ladies”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-First lines: &lt;em&gt;Lahat ng mga single ladies (&lt;/em&gt;lahat ng mga single ladies)&lt;br /&gt;And something like:&lt;em&gt; bigyan mo ako ng singsing&lt;/em&gt; (you should’ve put a ring on it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Careless Whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1980's hit single of George Michael was relieved this year because of the controversial sex-video scandal. I'd observed the popularity of this song grew among several people in the Philippines, singing and even dancing the said song showing kind of sensuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Banat Jokes: Sobrang Cheesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the most hilarious “pauso” of Pinoys today. Jokes are spoken or either passed on cell phones are quite cool. “&lt;em&gt;Eeeeh..sobrang cheesy&lt;/em&gt;” is the famous tagline from commercials of Greenwich pizza, meaning “corny” or trite or something like “&lt;em&gt;baduy&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banat jokes are jokes with complete “kabaduyan” or “cheesiness” involved. The replies/ responses of the “characters” in these jokes are so “cheesy” or negative in a funny way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Girl: Ahm, excuse me, ilang pages ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Kapal mo kasi eh.&lt;br /&gt;2.) B: Miss, lusis ba ngipin mo?&lt;br /&gt;G: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;B: Kasi pag ngumiti ka, may SPARK.&lt;br /&gt;3.) B: Asthma ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;G: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;B: ‘Cause you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;4.) B: Miss, titulo ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;G: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;B: Tingin ko kasi, pagmamay-ari kita.&lt;br /&gt;5.) B: Anu English ng mahal kita?&lt;br /&gt;G: Edi, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how creative Pinoys are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make a lot of “pausos” right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I’m proud to be Pinoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are just some “hip” and “in” trends in the Philippines. Those are just the ones I can remember but as time goes by, more “trends” and “mga pauso” will float in the surface. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;images.google.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;abscbn-lobo.blogspot.com&lt;/span&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/4808094109405043356-6902096072678849707?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6902096072678849707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6902096072678849707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6902096072678849707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6902096072678849707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-hip-famous.html' title='“In”, Hip &amp; Famous'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpkiMH6ciQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2IJa9iKGsIE/s72-c/070309-aprilceleb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8405177518915740985</id><published>2009-08-28T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:49:09.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Mukhang Libro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfEoULyPtI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qfy77ToYjxw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374980877181927122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfEoULyPtI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qfy77ToYjxw/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; isang social networking site na dating hindi kilala ngunit ngayong taon ng 2008-2009 ay biglang sumikat nang husto sa halos lahat ng tao sa buong mundo. Masasabing ito’y naging mas successful having &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;90,000,000+&lt;/span&gt; members kung saan ay nalagpasan nito ang number of members ng dating kinagiliwan ng karamihan: Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nga kaya sumikat ng gayon ang Facebook? Nang aking makausap ang mga kaibigan ko ay dahil daw sa simplicity nito at ang mga addictive games doon. Noong nagsign-up ako sa FB nung September 2008 ay wala pa gaanong mga applications… (o baka hindi lang talaga ako marunong gumamit pa noon xD). Ngunit ngayon, sa sobrang dami ng applications at iba pang features, mas naging “hooked” daw ang mga tao sa FB. Ang aking first impression sa aking pagsali rito ay medyo boring pa dahil kaunti palang ang friends ko at walang kabuhay-buhay dahil “writing posts on walls” lang nagagawa nito, di tulad ng friendster, maaaring lagyan ng design ang profile at may iba’t iba pang mga pakulo tulad ng HTML-enabled comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first 4 months ay&lt;u&gt; hindi ko naayos at nagamit&lt;/u&gt; ang aking FB account dahil maka-FS pa ako dati. Nang ang mga kaibigan ko ay “&lt;em&gt;nagsilipat&lt;/em&gt;”, nahikayat din akong “&lt;em&gt;lumipat&lt;/em&gt;”. March 2009 up to now, ako’y “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hooked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” na rin sa FB hindi dahil sa “wall-posting”, kundi dahil sa mga games at applications na matatagpuan doon. Ang karamihan sa klase ay may nagbibitaw ng mga salitang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Ang Facebook ay nakasisira ng pag-aaral.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Medyo totoo ito dahil sa halip na magresearch ay napapapunta kami sa FB ng wala sa oras at kapag inumpisahan na sa isang laro, wala na, wala nang na-research. xD (Pero depende naman kung masinop ang taong gumagamit nito…tulad ko..?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga dahilan kung bakit naaadik ang mga tao sa FB:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) Quizzes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well totoong totoo ito. Andaming quiz na maaaring sagutin, kahit ang mga balderdash na mga quiz ay sinasagot ng karamihan just for fun, entertainment, pampalipas-oras at iba. May mga &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;intellectual quizzes&lt;/span&gt; (e.g. optical illusions), &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“fan” quizzes&lt;/span&gt; (e.g. “How addicted are you in (TV show/ movie), quizzes na tungkol sa pag-uugali at marami pang iba. Ang mga sikat ay ang “Are you going to heaven or hell?”, “What is the quote quotable to you?”, “What are the initials of the person you’re going to get married to?”, “Ano ka sa classroom?”, “Anong klaseng utot ka?”, “Tunay ka bang CCCian?”, “Paano ka mamamatay?”, “Sinong horror movie killer ka?” etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995316132570930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfRwxd4ZzI/AAAAAAAAASA/YJJODjjIQrs/s320/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) Games / Apps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walang kamatayang mga addictive na games kung saan ang mga hindi marunong mag-budget ng time ay mahuhulog sa patibong ng addiction. &lt;u&gt;Restaurant City&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Typing Maniac&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Pet Society&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;FFS (Friends for Sale),&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Waka-Waka&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Biotronic&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Word Challenge&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Geo Challenge&lt;/u&gt; etc. – talagang mahuhook ka sapagkat may gusto kang marating: ang maging #1 sa mga friends mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bakit nakakabaliw ang mga ito? Where else can you find kung saan may price ang kaibigan mo at bibilhin mo at aagawin lang sa’yo tapos kukunin mo ulit? Kawawa naman o kaya’y ang haba ng hair nung friend mo na pinag-aagawan xD. At sosyal pa dahil DOLLARS ang currency. May global crisis na nga, bibili ka pa ng $1B na value na friend mo – dapat magtipid. Tapos, magtatype ka ng mga salita sa loob ng maruming library at parang raketa kung makabagsak kaya kailangan magmadali. Pero may chance naman tayo na maging “businessmen” dahil sa RC, may instant resto ka na agad with $2,000. San ka pa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga bukambibig ngayon:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Bilhin niyo ako sa FFS! - &lt;em&gt;Magkano ka?&lt;/em&gt; - $10 billion - magkano ang iyong dangal?&lt;br /&gt;2.) Trade tayo, kailangan ko ng chicken!&lt;br /&gt;3.) Add mo ako sa wishlist mo.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Bigyan mo ako ng gift oh…pleazz?&lt;br /&gt;5.) Add mo ako sa FB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.) Mini-chat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Kapag walang account sa Yahoo! Messenger, dito nalang. 2-in-1 dahil nakikipagchat ka na + may wall-writing pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong maisip pang mga factors na dahilan ng addiction. Kapag mayroon kang naisip o may kulang, feel free to comment. Basta nandyan lang ang FB tag ko rito sa blog ko, click it and add me – wala naman masama, kaya ngang tinawag na “&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;social-networking site&lt;/span&gt;” dahil &lt;strong&gt;makikipagsocialize tayo&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&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/4808094109405043356-8405177518915740985?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8405177518915740985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8405177518915740985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8405177518915740985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8405177518915740985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/08/mukhang-libro.html' title='Mukhang Libro'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfEoULyPtI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qfy77ToYjxw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2699344407235390439</id><published>2009-08-28T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:03:32.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pres. Cory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow'/><title type='text'>Paalam at Salamat Po</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfDzkiK_oI/AAAAAAAAARY/aCodEfTbQIk/s1600-h/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374979971037724290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfDzkiK_oI/AAAAAAAAARY/aCodEfTbQIk/s320/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;“I shall carry my responsibility for the well-being of the Filipinos beyond…to my grave.”&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;an ay isa sa mga makapagdamdaming linya na binitawan ni &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dating Pangulong Corazon Aquino&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Alam ko na masyado nang late ang mensahe na ito ngunit gusto ko pa rin itong ibahagi at ilagay dito sa aking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula months ng June to July, laman ng mga balita sa pahayagan, telebisyon at radio ang kanyang pagkadala sa hospital dahil sa kanyang sakit na &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;colon cancer&lt;/span&gt;. Lagi nating binantayan ang kanyang kundisyon sa pamamagitan ng panunuood at pakikinig ng balita at tayo’y nagdasal para sa kanya at tayo’y nakahinga nang maibalitang naging stable na ang kanyang kalagayan. Despite of her taking of chemotherapy, nagulat at tumigil ang buong mundo sa kanyang pagpanaw noong &lt;u&gt;August 1, 2009&lt;/u&gt; at ang dahilan ay cardiac arrest at exactly 3:18am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Gng. Cory Aquino ay masasabi nating pinakaminahal nating mga Pilipino sapagkat siya lang ang inalayan natin ng pinakamaraming at pinakamahabang pagkakataong magdasal para sa kanya. Siya ay naglingkod sa ating bansa nang &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tapat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at may &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;kababaang-loob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tayo ay talagang mapalad dahil ang nararamdaman nating kalayaan at demokrasya ngayon ay dahil sa kanya. Siya ay malalarawan natin bilang &lt;u&gt;matapang&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;matalino&lt;/u&gt; at &lt;u&gt;matatag&lt;/u&gt;, kung saan napagsama niya tayong mga Pilipino mula sa sugat na naidulot noon na naging balakid sa ating kalayaan. Hindi lang ito ay kanyang naiambag, pati rin ang &lt;strong&gt;pagiging maka-Diyos&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;kapangyarihan ng panalangin&lt;/strong&gt; niya ay nakapag-impluwensiya sa karamihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pangulong Cory, kahit po kayo po’y hindi naming naabutang mga kabataan),&lt;br /&gt;nawala man sa aming piling, patuloy pa rin kaming magpapahayag n gaming&lt;br /&gt;pagmamahal sa inyo sa pamamagitan n gaming mga panalangin. Naway ang inyong mga naiwang alaala at “pamana” tulad ng aspetong kagitingan at pagmamahal sa&lt;br /&gt;sariling bansa. Ikaw ay nagsilbing magandang halimbawa ng pagiging maka-Diyos&lt;br /&gt;at simbolo ng katapangan at katotohanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming salamat sa paggabay sa amin sa paghahanap ng katarungan/ katotohanan, mga naituro at naibahaging mga mabubuing kaugalian at higit sa lahat, iminulat niyo po kami sa paglilingkod nang tapat sa kapwa, na pinakamahalaga sa lahat ng “legacy” na ang isa ay maaaring maibahagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture taken from kellylowenstein.wordpress.com&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/4808094109405043356-2699344407235390439?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2699344407235390439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2699344407235390439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2699344407235390439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2699344407235390439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/08/paalam-at-salamat-po.html' title='Paalam at Salamat Po'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SpfDzkiK_oI/AAAAAAAAARY/aCodEfTbQIk/s72-c/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-745794979906774035</id><published>2009-08-15T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:00:05.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick'/><title type='text'>Code Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ako’y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nagbabalik sa pag-boblog! Sa wakas, 2 linggo akong nawala sa mundo ng blogging. Isang reason ay ang pagrereview para sa mga darating na entrance exams sa colleges tulad ng sa Ateneo (September 20, 2009 na) at UST (sometime in October 2009). Pero talagang nanghina ako sa isang pangyayari: ang pagkasira ng isang “part ng buhay ko”, ang aking computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;July 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kapag ako’y nag-susurf sa internet, hindi maiwasang &lt;u&gt;magdownload&lt;/u&gt; ng mga files na kailangan ko sa aming computer subject dahil nandun ang mga activities, projects etc. na nakastore sa Yahoo! Groups ng class namin. As time goes, napansin ko na bumagal ang buong system ng laptop ko at lahat ng games, sa &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sobrang bagal&lt;/span&gt;, isang click inaabot ng &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2 minutes&lt;/span&gt; bago mag-play talaga. Binaliwala ko lamang ito. Sa mga sumunod kong paggamit, kapag ako’y nagtatype sa MS Word, malingap lang ako nang saglit, lahat ng aking natype ay binubura at pinipigilan ko ito sa pamamagitan ng ctrl + Z. Tumitigil ito pero after 30 seconds, pilit &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“may bumubura”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ng lahat ng tinatype ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; very alarming, nang aking i-check ang aming anti-virus program, lagi nitong sinasabi na invalid key pero naka-install at activated naman. Binura ko na iyon at bumili ng bagong anti-virus program. It was good, nang aking ma-scan ang system, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;50+ errors, viruses and threats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; found at agad kong ni-remove. So I was comforted na wala nang problema sa computer ko. Pero after 2 days, bumalik ang “bumubura” kapag nag-tatype ulit ako sa MS Word. Things got worse dahil kapag nagciclick lang ako ng folders, biglang lumalabas ang &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Are you sure you want to delete this folder?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; without clicking the delete button. Lagi kong pinipindot ang “No” pero hindi maalis ang “window”. Ganun ang nangyari sa lahat ng files and folders sa aking computer. Kinabahan ako nang sobra. Buti na lang ay nasave ko ang mga files ko sa USB ko. Ako’y nagscan muli pero “&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No Threats found&lt;/span&gt;” ang nasabi pero alam kong meron. Sa sumunod kong gamit, nawala na “lahat-lahat” ng laman ng computer ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my &lt;u&gt;wonderful dad&lt;/u&gt; at naayos niya ang laptop sa pamamagitan ng pag-reformat. It took him 3 days to return all softwares and applications removed. Hay… back to normal pero nawala ang mga blog posts at mga games ko. Pero okay lang, at least may nagagamit pa rin ako. That virus was very tricky at bigla na lang mag-popop-up sa internet na &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Please download our software to ensure your computer from viruses”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hay…grabe pala ang virus. Sobrang hirap pakiusapan, kumakalat sa lahat ng files. Now I learned na I should evade from download too much files from the internet. At sana, effective an gaming nabiling bagong anti-virus program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-745794979906774035?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/745794979906774035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=745794979906774035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/745794979906774035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/745794979906774035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/08/akoy-nagbabalik-sa-pag-boblog-sa-wakas.html' title='Code Red'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8391702220790199860</id><published>2009-07-31T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:19:30.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayan na'/><title type='text'>Ba-na-na-na</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anung prutas ang nananakot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Ba-na-na-na!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Joke ng aking kaibigan na si Winnie Robles Eliab :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Agosto na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Ibig sabihin ay buwan na ng Wikang Filipino at dapat ay gamitin ito nang husto at maayos ng mga Pilipino. Kaya ito ako ngayon ay bagbabalik sa paglalagay ng “post” sa wikang Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Ang mga susunod kong "post" ay maaaring nasa wikang Ingles pa rin dahil na-"type" ko na sa MS Word x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang aking nararamdaman ngayon ay kaba at kaunting takot sapagkat nalalapit na ang pagsusulit sa UP at kailan ito? BUKAS NA! Talagang kinakabahan ako dahil may mga naglalaro sa aking isipan na baka bumagsak ako, sobrang hirap ng mga tanong, ano kaya ang pakiramdam na hanapin mag-isa ang Palma Hall (doon ako kukuha ng pagsusulit) at iba pa. Sa kasalukuyan, habang ginagawa ko itong “post” na ito ay iba sa aking mga kaklase ay kumukuha na at nagsasagot ng &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;UPCAT&lt;/span&gt;. Ngayon ay kung napapansin po ninyo ay hindi ko na maasikaso nang husto ang aking blog, kung dati ay laging may “post” araw-araw, ngayon ay sa isang linggo ako gumagawa ng “post”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito na marahil ang huli kong “post” sa panandalian dahil ako ay nag-aaral nang husto para bukas. Kakasimula ko nung bakasyon ngunit sa kasamaang palad ay nakalimutan ko ang karamihan sa aking mga napag-aralan kaya babalikan ko sila. Walang pasok ngayon kaya ako’y tumitingin ng mga impormasyon mula sa “internet” at sa buong 24 oras marahil ay mag-aaral ako (kahit mali dahil walang tulog x( ). Hay, kailangan ko pang manuod ng mga palarong palabas sa telebisyon upang may karagdagan akong matutunan (para sa “General Information”). Ngayon, problemado pa rin ako sa Matematika, litong-lito pa rin sa paghanap ng kung anu-ano sa bilog, pagkuha ng edad ng tao at iba pa. Sa Agham, pisika ang hindi ko pa masyadong napag-aaralan: ang pagkuha ng “velocity”, mga pormula sa pagkuha ng “acceleration” at iba pa. Marami pa akong hindi nalalaman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paalam muna! Hay...andami ko talagang iniisip dahil lahat ng 9 na asignatura namin ay may proyekto at karamihan ay ipapasa sa susunod na linggo (binigay sila nung Huwebes lamang). Dinagdagan pa ng UPCAT na lalo pang nagpa-“stress” sa akin. Tapos ko na ang pag-aaral sa asignaturang Ingles, may 4 pa: Agham, Matematika, Filipino (Florante at Laura nalang) at General Information. Alam ko na kaya ko ito basta’t nandyan si BRO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-8391702220790199860?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8391702220790199860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8391702220790199860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8391702220790199860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8391702220790199860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/ba-na-na-na.html' title='Ba-na-na-na'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8965249487378665148</id><published>2009-07-26T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:41:44.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><title type='text'>I just want to ask..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; our world are full of mysteries. There are still secrets veiled and waiting to be discovered in our life and the world. Below you're about to read the questions I want to ask with the world (some questions are tricky &amp;amp; for fun, some are real) that still remain unanswered. If you know the answer, comments are within acceptable limits. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I watch television everyday with clear signals resulting to clear pictures. Suddenly, I perceive the sound of an airplane fluttering above our location. Then, when it starts to get ahead of our house, it causes "waves" on the TV screen (pictures displayed) like losing signal. Why does this happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who said that raising of the middle finger is bad/ expressing the bad word "***k"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why do people tend to press harder on remote controls if they know that the batteries are dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxBNPOl6WI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EjtMWzi_9xk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362732951973259618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxBNPOl6WI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EjtMWzi_9xk/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why "Auroras" only occur in cold regions/ continents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxG4gEa-FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nYD6MdXDfog/s1600-h/180px-Tick_male_size_comparison_%2528aka%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362739192786516050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxG4gEa-FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nYD6MdXDfog/s320/180px-Tick_male_size_comparison_%2528aka%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why small ticks are hard to eradicate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why do soldiers, pilots I think and police officers use the words "mayday", "roger" while using radios/ walkie-talkies? Is it also necessary to say "over" &amp;amp; "out" after each sentence they say on these "talkies"?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxCNrDSjgI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VU5WZdiNoNk/s1600-h/vcshark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362734058953674242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxCNrDSjgI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VU5WZdiNoNk/s320/vcshark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why do sharks frequently display their dorsal fin above water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is there a reason why most "Blacks" have somewhat similar voices?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why do things seem to look darker when they get wet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Who made "computer viruses"? Where do these come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why's the sky blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why do people tend to "pee" when they drink softdrinks/ alcoholic drinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do starfishes have faces?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why some people are hairy &amp;amp; not hairy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why some gums can make "bubble" others are just for chewing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is there any way to remove ballpen marks on plastics (covers/ mantel)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why people get dizzy after drinking alcohol?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxI7zPND_I/AAAAAAAAARI/APpQvx4_KHQ/s1600-h/180px-Moon_jelly_-_adult_%2528rev2%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362741448494878706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxI7zPND_I/AAAAAAAAARI/APpQvx4_KHQ/s320/180px-Moon_jelly_-_adult_%2528rev2%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do jellyfishes have eyes?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There's a person who, before leaving his house, removed all the plugs from the outlets. As soon as he leaves, he tends to wonder "did I really removed all the plugs" causing him to return and check again. Is there a name for this behavior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why do "sit up" and "sit down" mean the same thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt; Why do crackers have holes, not cracks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why some people have very oily skin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why dogs show aggression to cats? Cats to birds/ fish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why do we get drowsy and teary-eyed when we have colds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Are pancakes and hotcakes the same? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxKzjLjssI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lO56vVl1UC4/s1600-h/200px-Milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362743505768919746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxKzjLjssI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lO56vVl1UC4/s320/200px-Milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Does milk make a person smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;27.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is work a form of God's punishment to us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comment your answers! :) Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*images are taken from Wikipedia and Google Images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4808094109405043356-8965249487378665148?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8965249487378665148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8965249487378665148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8965249487378665148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8965249487378665148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-want-to-ask.html' title='I just want to ask..'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmxBNPOl6WI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EjtMWzi_9xk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7647739383198602632</id><published>2009-07-25T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T04:38:42.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Not another basketball movie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmrHaLsl28I/AAAAAAAAAQA/YQer5atD-1E/s1600-h/200px-Coach_Carter_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362317558968343490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmrHaLsl28I/AAAAAAAAAQA/YQer5atD-1E/s320/200px-Coach_Carter_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;marquee&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Timo Cruz (role of Rick Gonzalez)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;homas Carter was able to utilize his superior skills in directing to a whole new level in making the 2004 inspirational film entitled “&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Coach Carter&lt;/span&gt;” which starred &lt;strong&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;, Rob Brown, Rick Gonzalez, Channing Tatum, Robert Ri'chard and pop-music icon Ashanti. The film was based on a true story which occurred in 1999 about the controversial Coach Ken Carter who believed that his players can excel in life by means of suggesting the value of education to them who were all focused in playing basketball only associating the unpleasant culture of racial discrimination. The film combined the genres of drama and sports action which was able to excite and inspire viewers mutually making it genuinely good and entertaining with numerous heart-pounding actions on the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The film goes back in 1999, wherein the protagonist, Ken Carter, a successful sporting goods store owner, fully agrees to take the job as a basketball coach for his old High School in Richmond, California where he was a champion athlete. At first, he’s disappointed since his new players display immoral behaviors in addition to their playing routine. Despite of those, he hasn’t give up in trying to make changes to his athletes in all human aspects. Aside from being strict for having his players sign contracts, he lets them perform tough exercise routines which test each one’s limits. He imposes good playing performance, respectful attitude as well as maintaining good grades in class which serve as necessities to the players so they can participate. After Carter’s undisputed trainings, his team became undefeated but as soon as he learns that much of his players perform poorly in class, he cancels all team games and locks the gymnasium preventing them to play. The team showed improving grades as time passes but the “lockout” controversy has made the community participate in a debate against Coach Carter. However, Carter remained in his methods, still determined to show his team needs to think their future clearly if not taking education seriously. Eventually, he’s able to affect the minds of his team more reflectively inspiring them to do all he has said to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/strong&gt; made one of his spectacular performances in this film. He really delivered his words clearly and effectively. He was able to display the real character of one basketball coach in his manners, gestures and his strong personality was perceived in every scene of the film. Jackson’s one striking line in the film’s: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;I came to coach basketball players, and you became students. I came to teach boys, and you became men&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Rick Gonzalez&lt;/strong&gt; played effectively the role of a drug-dealer of Timo Cruz, who once gave up in playing basketball. With all his sacrifices to get back on the team, Gonzalez displayed a real player’s persevering heart just to return to his passion of playing. Channing Tatum's good in displaying his character as a White, shown to be descriminated in the film by the Blacks. One line from him struck me: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You said we're a team. One person struggles, we all struggle. One person triumphs, we all triumph&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lastly, Ashanti made her first appearance in a movie as the pregnant girlfriend of Kenyon Stone. All I could say's that she's able to portray REAL the role of a teenage mother. As for the remaining actors, such as the other players of Richmond Oilers were able to convey light comedy lines, thus adding very light comedy and humor in the movie. Without them, with their small witty acts, clumsiness at times and endearing, funny smiles, the film would be too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Coach Carter” not only wanted to show school life but also the culture of the Black people. Most of the music or songs used were all meant and done for the Blacks: merge of pop, rhythm and blues and rap music which matched the indigent environment of Richmond, California. The subject’s that even Blacks had their own way of living in their own one place; the film’s able to show the Whites’ abilities to still discriminate the capacity of the Blacks. It pointed out the unequal relationship and division of the two different races of people common in the world. The film technique quite delivered the repulsive but real message effectively to its viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wrap up, “Coach Carter” is one movie where people would learn loads of lessons about &lt;u&gt;courage&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;strength&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;motivation&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;determination&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;perseverance&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;teamwork&lt;/u&gt; and the &lt;u&gt;reality of life&lt;/u&gt;. After I watched the film, I was inspired to achieve my dreams and I had my own negative realizations converted to optimistic ones. “Coach Carter” is a good, motivating and inspiring movie no one dares to miss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-7647739383198602632?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7647739383198602632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7647739383198602632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7647739383198602632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7647739383198602632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/t-homas-carter-was-able-to-utilize-his.html' title='Not another basketball movie..'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmrHaLsl28I/AAAAAAAAAQA/YQer5atD-1E/s72-c/200px-Coach_Carter_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2374990832579629274</id><published>2009-07-18T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:31:08.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robi'/><title type='text'>Late as the Blue Worms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmHn6hrcHfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ur6WNbpQrPQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359820024206597618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmHn6hrcHfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ur6WNbpQrPQ/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, rain please go away! Come again another day. Well, that’s my wish: to make the rain stop for just this day. As an info, the tropical storm “Isang” already left the Philippine Area of Responsibility and that, for me, delivered good news and bad news. The bad news is that classes resume and the twist, it’s a Saturday! x( The good news is that the class’ tour in Ateneo de Manila University would still go on. A big “YEHEY” for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4:13am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the time I woke up from my pleasant dream because of my silly noisy alarm clock. It’s a rainy Saturday and guess what, I have classes because it’s our 1st Monthly examinations (subjects are Physics, Social Studies, Basic Accounting and Filipino). I left home at around 6:00am and arrived at school 30 minutes after. When I arrived, as usual my classmates were noisy as they review. An hour passed and exams began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino was a major headache. Even I read the whole first 3 chapters of El Filibusterismo, what made the test quite hard was the “vocabulary words part (talasalitaan)” wherein we have to scramble the jumbled letters. The definitions given were very unfamiliar and not discussed to us. Physics was okay but Accounting was quite confusing. Our guidance councelotr Mrs. Jona Cruz was already outside the corridor waiting for us (top 10 students of the previous year) for the seminar that would be held in &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ADMU&lt;/span&gt;. I panicked because we’re about to leave and answered the test as fast as I could. After the tests, we (10) left the school campus (*we have a service at last! X).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost a hour of travel, there we were: ADMU: &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ateneo de Manila University&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It’s so big and we got even lost finding the correct gate where the seminar would be held! Upon arriving, 11 of us (10 students &amp;amp; the guidance councelor) signed up. We entered a very large, BLUE room wherein they call it as “Leong Hall Auditorium” if I wasn’t mistaken. Funny thing happened inside was that we only sat there for attendance and later called back outside for the campus tour. We were accompanied by another school who are also participants and our tour guide’s &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ms. Nadine&lt;/span&gt;, a Senior in the said school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took us to the different wide &amp;amp; huge areas, buildings and hang-outs inside the campus. All I could do was to open my mouth because they were all so BIG! The structures are named after their “creators” and most of what we’ve seen were “tongue-twister” and Chinese names such as the &lt;u&gt;Schmitt&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Burchman’s&lt;/u&gt; and I forgot the rest of them. The place’s like a paradise and you could really see the “freedom of the students” to relax, hang-out and study quietly and even privately. There were several wide benches, countless areas of grass, fresh air comes from dozens of trees, cool rooms, huge libraries, what more could a student studying there ask for? They have 2 libraries, one’s old and when we got there we saw the “making” of the new library. Then, as we walk inside, I took the advantage of taking the “&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;stones of Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;” (it’s been one of my behaviors to take stones or rocks as my souvenirs when I go to different places, and FYI, it’s my 37th stone! :D) Most of us (CCCians) were quite humorous and called each thing we see inside the campus as “... of Ateneo” such as “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nalalanghap natin hangin (air) ng Ateneo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 1-hour tiring tour,we proceeded to the 4th floor of the first building but we had to survive the &lt;strong&gt;87 stair steps&lt;/strong&gt; (and we made it! :D) and there the most exciting part of the tour took place: eating time! Several schools arrived before us and of course we’re excited to taste the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pagkain of Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! We had &lt;u&gt;macaroni lasagna&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;egg sandwich&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;pemiento sandwich&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Zest-O juice&lt;/u&gt; drink. Well, we &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmHnD-0qrFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8y_t5m7iHi0/s1600-h/101808-robi02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359819087137123410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmHnD-0qrFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8y_t5m7iHi0/s320/101808-robi02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hadn’t take our recess break at school so gave our best “performance” there in the cafeteria! 4 of us finished all 4 components while I hadn’t finish my pemiento sandwich and the rest of the girls. I’m really a picky person when it comes to food and I admit it. As we eat our delicious food, there’s a surprise guest in the cafeteria and it’s none other than, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Robi Domingo &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;of Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition Plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Girls inside the area screamed like aliens when they saw the True-Blue Atenista. He’s the 15th actor I’ve seen in personal and his face is just the same when he’s at TV (of course). We decided to have “picture-taking” with him but he left immediately. Ouch for the girls and too bad I didn’t bring any remembrance of himfor my mom who like him. :D After the 5-minute commotion, everyone went back in the eating business. My classmate Shar decided to give her bread to me and I chose to take home the tinapay of Ateneo. What comes next after eating? What else, picture-taking each angle of the place. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we finished the “bonus round” and we thought that our mission’s done: we saw an Atenista actor and we ate (xD). After we had our bathroom break inside the white and sparkling lavatories, we went back inside the auditorium. There the seminar REALLY began. The title of the event was “The Public and Parochial High School Orientation” lead by Ms. Camille which was about “why Ateneo is the school to choose”. There we learned that the motto of the school’s “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Excellence is a choice. Excellence is the Ateneo way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.” While we’re waiting for the program to start, a 7-minute video of stunning photography of Ateneo was presented to us. Me and Pau were commenting on each nice photo featured in the slideshow and that made me be aspired to have my 3rd course of choice: Photography. After the slide, the program began, with singing of the anthem and a video which served as our prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seminar featured 2 speakers, one Atenista and one from another school. The Atenista girl’s &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ms. Miriam&lt;/span&gt; who presented a video AGAIN, featuring numerous Atenistas talking and describing their home, Ateneo. I could remember that Robi’s there AGAIN xD, &lt;strong&gt;Chris Tiu&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nikki Gil.&lt;/strong&gt; Ms. Miriam discussed different courses offered by the school which were separated in 4 Loyola Schools. I found my “course” which is BS Biology or BS Life Sciences in the school of Science and Engineering. As I was inside the auditorium, I realized that people from Ateneo really speak fluently in English and really are smart, and I think I’m not deserving to be there if ever I’d pass the ACET (entrance exam). As of now, I’m really afraid of going to college for so many reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Life will get complicated&lt;br /&gt;2.) My communication skills are not that good&lt;br /&gt;3.) More sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;4.) Afraid of being separated away from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 1st speaker, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ms. Fatima Panglinan&lt;/span&gt; whom she came from Rizal University I think and now a 3rd Year college student in ADMU. I was really inspired by her story (even she’s still sick making her speech in...straight Filipino) that she began elementary in private school then transferred in public when she went High School. She lost hope and became pessimistic that “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paano ako makakapasok sa school na gusto ko, isa lang akong public school student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; (how can I enter the school I like, I’m just a public school student?”.) But she gave her best and now, she’s an Atenista. Wow! I’d like to be like her. I feel down whenever I’m thinking the same thing. Her speech gave me courage that I can do it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the seminar ended. But before that, questions were entertained regarding the applications. There’s &lt;u&gt;one student&lt;/u&gt; who’s very funny and caught the “eye” of the “audience” because of his slow, DJ-like way of talking in straight Filipino !” Haha he’s so funny and he asked 3 questions I think which made the sleepyheads inside the room wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Nais ko sanang maitanong po sa inyo kung paano ninyo ako mahihikayat na dito mag-aral sa Ateneo de Manila University.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, we left ADMU. I performed my last “touches” and “waves” inside the campus. My wish of visiting my dream school finally came true. I was 1st year when my visit there got intervened because I had flu during that time. Going back, while we were inside the service vehicle, we had comments about entering the school + music &amp;amp; food trip. The application forms given to us were free of charge instead of P500 and we decided to pass them together in July 24. We had our final laughs for the trip and then came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last laugh of our talk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Kailan kayo manunuod ng “Transformer?”&lt;/strong&gt; –&lt;/em&gt; SHAR-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Isa lang papanuorin niyo? Transformer?” –&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LANCE- LOL!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbn.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.abs-cbn.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*blue eagle picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://basketballkenneth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://basketballkenneth.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/4808094109405043356-2374990832579629274?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2374990832579629274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2374990832579629274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2374990832579629274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2374990832579629274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-as-blue-worms.html' title='Late as the Blue Worms'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SmHn6hrcHfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ur6WNbpQrPQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-784883117622944570</id><published>2009-07-12T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:41:09.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>The Man in the Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmescoZQFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tDp5kTGDaGA/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357487718170968146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmescoZQFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tDp5kTGDaGA/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;em&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;When he was a boy, he wanted to be a man. When he was a man, he wanted to be a boy again&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: The man who struck the whole world for his excellent music. Who could not know this man? People from all continents of the world know him and they entitled him as the “&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;King of Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;”. He may be associated with several hearsays but people from around the globe didn’t lost their trust and love to him. Until the most tragic day came, &lt;strong&gt;June 25th this year&lt;/strong&gt;, the world paused dramatically as it grieved the death of the gifted but troubling superstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson was &lt;u&gt;brilliant&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;excessive&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;tacky&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;almost criminal&lt;/u&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;no one could ignore him&lt;/strong&gt;. With his creative mind, he transformed music to a whole new level. He had done with almost all of the genres including &lt;u&gt;pop&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;rock&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;retro&lt;/u&gt; and even &lt;u&gt;Christian-related&lt;/u&gt; types of songs which made him one of the most unforgettable performers in the history. He made countless stunning performances on stage, able to command an audience bringing the arena to fits of excitement with his astonishing movies and made them silent when he’s at tears. His every move and irremovable smile made millions of his fans &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shout his name&lt;/span&gt; and make them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;collapse&lt;/span&gt;! That’s how potent Michael Jackson was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times after his death, many sites were broken down and malfunctioned due to millions of comments, news and articles about Michael Jackson. Google broke for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;uncontrollable searches&lt;/span&gt;, Twitter received &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5,000 tweets per minute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Wikipedia broke with &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;countless edits&lt;/span&gt; in Michael Jackson’s article. That’s how his death affected millions of people everywhere. According to the news, his fans cried and felt unwell after hearing his tragic death, in which until now the reason of the death is unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back time, his life in music started with his talents. First as a back-up dancer moved on as a lead vocalist in the &lt;strong&gt;Jackson 5.&lt;/strong&gt; His undisputable abilities made him more famous when he became a solo artist and had music videos such as the 13-minute one “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thriller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” which made many people hooked to his music. How about his moves? Only he can do the “&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Moonwalk&lt;/span&gt;” and tiptoe then “fall” but keeps his balance. 4 of his 5 albums were very successful but his last one didn’t attract listeners that much. He gave countless contributions in the music industry and most of all his tracks &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ranked #1 in the US charts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, longest was almost 80 weeks. His music was considered to &lt;u&gt;bring the “Blacks” and “Whites” together&lt;/u&gt;. He’s a performer who has concern for the environment and spreading of peace throughout the world. His songs made people happy, dance, sing and realize how important our world is. With all these work, to sum up, Michael Jackson was a true genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His messages are for the better of our world. They’re all about giving &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, spreading &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;good values&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt;. I’ve collected some of his inspirational lines from his songs which say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Will You Be There?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A man should be faithful/ and walk when not able/ and fight ‘til the end” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You are not Alone”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You are not alone/ I am here with you/ though you’re far away/ I am here to stay” &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmfUWkh5pI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VUX0rA0BZ0g/s1600-h/1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357488403738912402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmfUWkh5pI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VUX0rA0BZ0g/s320/1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Heal the World”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Heal the world; make it a better place, for you and for me and the entire human race”&lt;br /&gt;“Love is strong/ it only cares for joyful giving”&lt;br /&gt;“Love's enough for us growing so make a better world”“Create a world with no fear, together we'll cry happy tears” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Man in the Mirror”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I'm starting with the man in the mirror/ I'm asking him to change his ways/ And no message could have been any clearer/ If you wanna make the world a better place/Take a look at yourself and then make a change.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Wings of My Love”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When this old world gets you down/ When you’re spirits on the ground/ Just remember I will always be around/ Just climb on the wings of my love.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Ben” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ben, the two of us need look no more/ We both found what we were looking for/ With a friend to call my own, I’ll never be alone/ And you, my friend, will see/ You’ve a got a friend in me.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Earth Song”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What have we done to the world?/ Look what we've done./ What about all the peace/ That you pledge your only son?/ What about flowering fields? Is there a time? / What about all the dreams/ that you said was yours and mine? / Did you ever stop to notice/All the children dead from war? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Slmfmv2ekRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vl59MtggZqo/s1600-h/CAR3N1LACA8DAUFDCADSL0G2CAH05W9CCA6UFE38CAL5YIGRCAYM00BMCACD658VCAUKXS1YCAA18FNTCAZBU0PJCARCL3PJCAMO9U0CCAINBPNDCAEBYZCSCAQKK76XCADBKNQ8CAE217XNCAN3G4M4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357488719762723090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Slmfmv2ekRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vl59MtggZqo/s320/CAR3N1LACA8DAUFDCADSL0G2CAH05W9CCA6UFE38CAL5YIGRCAYM00BMCACD658VCAUKXS1YCAA18FNTCAZBU0PJCARCL3PJCAMO9U0CCAINBPNDCAEBYZCSCAQKK76XCADBKNQ8CAE217XNCAN3G4M4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Black or White”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Protection for gangs, clubs and nations/ causing grief in human relations/ It's a turf waron a global scale/ I'd rather hear both sides of the tale/ See, it's not about races/ Just places, faces/ Where your blood comes from/ Is where your space is/ I've seen the brightget duller/ I'm not going to spend/ my life being a color" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I’ll be There”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do/ just call my name and I'll be there”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;That’s Michael Jackson. From the line at the most top of this post, I read it from a magazine. Why is it like that? When he's a boy, he wanted to be full-grown man. But when we was a man, he wanted to be a boy by having his "Neverland" built for he had not quite experienced a virtuous childhood. Until now, for all people around the world, “he will always be the King of Pop”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some information came from "Time Magazine Special Commemorative Edition (July Issue): Michael Jackson (1958-2009)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-784883117622944570?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/784883117622944570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=784883117622944570' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/784883117622944570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/784883117622944570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-in-mirror.html' title='The Man in the Mirror'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmescoZQFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tDp5kTGDaGA/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-1319058230005252712</id><published>2009-07-12T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:03:26.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared'/><title type='text'>Ang Life Parang Buhay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmYo3CV2uI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4PNOrw8QwNY/s1600-h/whyNike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357481059469875938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmYo3CV2uI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4PNOrw8QwNY/s320/whyNike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 15 taon kong pamumuhay sa mundo, marami na agad akong napapansin. Wala lang, gusto ko lang i-share ang mga kakaibang napapansin ko na pag nalaman niyo na ay mapapasabi kayo ng “&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;oo nga noh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kapag nag-aabang ako ng sasakyan, kung ano yung lugar na pupuntahan ko, yung ang madalang na dumaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, ako ay nag-aaral sa Cainta at kapag nag-aabang ako ng sasakyan, dapat nakalagay ay “Taytay, Parola”. Kapag Monday-Friday (mga araw ng pasok), &lt;u&gt;madalang dumaan&lt;/u&gt; ang mga sasakyang may signboard nito. Pero kapag Saturday-Sunday, sangkatutak na “Taytay, Parola” ang dumadaan at pag gusto kong pumunta sa SM Taytay, yun naman ang madalang dumaan pero kapag Mon-Fri, halos lahat nakalagay: “SM Taytay”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kung ano ang gusto mo, yun ang wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kapag namimili sa mall, halimbawa sapatos o damit. Kung ano yung magustuhan kong damit/ sapatos, sasabihin ng saleslady: “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ay sir, wala na pong ganyang size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. Hay naku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kung nagbaon ka ng “snackables” o kahit anung pagkain sa school, mas mauuna ang iba na makatikim/ makasubo at makakain ng binaon mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi ko itong nararanasan sa school. Halimbawa, nagbaon lang ako ng “Pringles”, “Piknik” o “Loacker”, kapag nilabas ko mula sa bag ko, what to expect? “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pahingi Patz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. Kapag nabuksan ko na, sila ang nauuna sa akin na makakain o minsan, wala na akong nakakain. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kung ano ang uso, yun ang ginagaya ng lahat. Malaos ka lang nang kaunti, poof! Wala na ang pinauso mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napansin ko rin niyan. Halimbawa, na-uso ang buhok at porma ng F4, di mo namamalayan, nawala lang ang “Meteor Garden”, wala na rin ang mga manggagaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kung sino ang kamamatay lang, siya pa ang pinakasikat at ngayon lang pinapansin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most recent example ay si &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;, kung kailan namatay tiyaka pinatugtog ulit ang mga kanta niya. Nung naging matahimik siya for 5-6 years, bihira mong marinig iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, ang tao talaga iba’t iba ang karanasan at hilig. Diba tama naman ang mga nakalagay sa itaas? Just want to share again to the readers. xD I’m running out of ideas for my posts kasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-1319058230005252712?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1319058230005252712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=1319058230005252712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/1319058230005252712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/1319058230005252712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/ang-life-parang-buhay.html' title='Ang Life Parang Buhay'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlmYo3CV2uI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4PNOrw8QwNY/s72-c/whyNike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2762892600098275671</id><published>2009-07-11T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:11:56.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Drama sa Loob ng Kahon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sli4-WDx-LI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ieDmJlYAduw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235137970043058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sli4-WDx-LI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ieDmJlYAduw/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yan, ako’y nagbabalik sa aking pananagalog dito sa aking blog bilang paghahanda sa Buwan ng Wika kahit ito’y malayo pa! x) Hay, tama na muna ang nakakadugo-ng-ilong na pag-iingles at bigyang-pahinga muna ito sa loob ng 1 buwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang post kong ito ay batay sa aking mga napapansin at napapanuod. Ibabahagi ko sa mga magbabasa ng aking blog ang tinatawag kong “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teleserye Factors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. Halos lahat ng mga Pilipino ay mahilig manuod ng mga teleserye/ teledrama o kahit ano pa mang tawagin lalo na ang nanay, katulong at minsan kapag naimpluwensiyahan ay mga anak at mga tatay. Sa dami ng napanuod kong mga drama sa TV, marami akong napansin sa mga ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;99.9%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ng mga teleseryeng napanuod ko (mapagawang-Pilipino, Mexican o Asyano) ay &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sli4-BRZ5uI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YUzGiZv4XiA/s1600-h/CA96TVYPCAEG8AJ9CAYLRX1ZCAO1OT7BCALZO8WICA0NUMWDCAD3JL4FCALF2DURCABELI9TCAHUYCJBCAIQK532CA5CQDG7CAS79QIZCASRCOPYCAB6YXVFCAJE8BAACA6ICKU9CAPN7FPRCA1MUJE7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235132390041314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sli4-BRZ5uI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YUzGiZv4XiA/s320/CA96TVYPCAEG8AJ9CAYLRX1ZCAO1OT7BCALZO8WICA0NUMWDCAD3JL4FCALF2DURCABELI9TCAHUYCJBCAIQK532CA5CQDG7CAS79QIZCASRCOPYCAB6YXVFCAJE8BAACA6ICKU9CAPN7FPRCA1MUJE7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;puro nalang “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love triangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. Kung hindi man love triangle ay susubok ng ibang shape, “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love square&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” naman. Hay... talaga naman oo, 2 babae na nag-aagawan sa iisang lalake, 2 lalake na nag-aagawan na halos magkamatayan sa isang babae o pwedeng “&lt;em&gt;mahal kita, mahal mo siya, mahal niya ay iba&lt;/em&gt;” na mga bagay. Wala nabang ibang lalake/ babae sa mundo? Bakit pinag-aagawan pa nila eh andami pa namang mga available pakalat-kalat? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;48%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ng mga napanuod ko ay umiikot sa &lt;strong&gt;hacienda&lt;/strong&gt; ng karakter sa serye lalo na ang mga mayayaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;98%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ng mga serye ay may &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mayayaman na mga kontrabida&lt;/span&gt; at ang &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;bida ay lagi nalang mahirap&lt;/span&gt;. Lagi nalang kinakawawa ang bida. Hay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;86%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: May kuwento rin na ang karakter sa una (lalo na ang bida) ay mahirap pero may mga lihim pala at malalaman niya na anak pala siya ng isang mayaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;92.35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Kapag yumaman na ang dating mahirap na karakter, isa lang ang kanyang dapat gawin: anu pa ba edi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maghiganti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Lagi nalang ganun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Ang mga &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;katulong&lt;/span&gt; na nanunungkulan sa isang mayaman ay &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maiinlab sa kanyang amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 11 % naman ay nainlab ang employee sa kanyang boss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;96%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ng mga kuwento ay puros &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;agawan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ng kayamanan, ng asawa, ng hacienda na naman at lahat ng pwedeng agawin! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;99.1%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ng mga napanuod ko ay may &lt;strong&gt;sampalan&lt;/strong&gt;. Kapag hindi nakuntento ang character, &lt;strong&gt;sasabunutan&lt;/strong&gt; naman niya yung isa kahit maiksi buhok nun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;95.111%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Kapag nagagalit ang isang karakter, iisa lang ang gagawin niya: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ihahagis lahat ng gamit&lt;/span&gt; na makikita niya sa eksena na may kasamang “&lt;strong&gt;luhod&lt;/strong&gt;” at “&lt;strong&gt;dabog&lt;/strong&gt;” factor. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;99.99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Ito ang isang napakacommon: Magkagalit kunwari ang nagmamahalan. Si babae, kunwari, sasabihin niyang “hindi na kita mahal/ hindi kita maaaring mahalin/ hindi kita kailangan/ ayoko na kitang makita!” tapos aalis na si lalake. Pag umalis na si lalake, tiyaka naman iiyak si babae o kaya’y hahabulin yung lalake. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;23%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Umiikot ang storya sa ipinamana o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nawawalang alahas&lt;/span&gt;: singsing, may kuwintas na mag-uugnay sa nagkahiwalay na kasintahan/ kapatid etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;86%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Magkapatid, pinaghiwalay ng tadhana&lt;/strong&gt; tapos pag malaki na, ang iniibig ng isa ay iniibig ng kapatid kaya labanan na nilang dalawa! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;97%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay na ang lahat, kasal na ang nagmamahalan o kaya’y malapit ng ikasal. Hahabaan pa ang storya. Paano? Maaaksidente si lalake/ babae tapos anung sunod? No other than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;amnesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. May nakilalang bagong babae yung lalake tapos magseselos yung talagang partner niya, love triangle nanaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;98%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Ang kasal na nagmamahalan ay masisira dahil sa isang “woman”. 3rd party/ adultery = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kabit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lastly, sa love triangle, ang isa run, mostly &lt;u&gt;nagpaparaya&lt;/u&gt; na lang. Oww.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ay pahabol! Mahilig nga palang &lt;strong&gt;magpalayas&lt;/strong&gt; ang mga magulang sa mga teleserye. Pansin niyo? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totoo lahat ‘yan kasi lagi kong nakikita. Kung may kulang, dagdag niyo nalang or kung may mali, comment niyo po agad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;-FIN-&lt;/marquee&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/4808094109405043356-2762892600098275671?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2762892600098275671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2762892600098275671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2762892600098275671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2762892600098275671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/drama-sa-loob-ng-kahon.html' title='Drama sa Loob ng Kahon'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sli4-WDx-LI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ieDmJlYAduw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-1024047019129034907</id><published>2009-07-04T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:59:54.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad luck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people I avoid'/><title type='text'>Are these people?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can say that watching shows in television is one of my longest pastimes. From channel to channel I check each show and if it’s interesting, then I’ll watch it!&lt;br /&gt;For program types, I love the ones where I can learn something from it. Essential information, quiz shows, lifestyle and even magazine shows are some of my favorite types. Then I learned something appealing from a TV show entitled “&lt;strong&gt;Ang Pinaka&lt;/strong&gt;” (QTV 11) here in the Philippines. It’s based in real life situations and I’d like to share them to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic is about &lt;strong&gt;“THE TOP 10 TOXIC PEOPLE TO AVOID WITH”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10.) The Judgmental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBQtq01hPI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-im_A_ibE48/s1600-h/mfln130l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354868702463755506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBQtq01hPI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-im_A_ibE48/s320/mfln130l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who love to judge and criticize others. They’re just basing their comments on their first looks/ impression without even knowing the real life/ situation of that person. Once they have their unconstructive comments, they may share it to others. They’re judging other people even though those people are not doing anything to them (the judgmentals). They’re doing this just for fun, hobby or interest. In addition, judgmental people are “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;inclined to make judgments, especially moral or even personal ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” about a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://stanford.wellsphere.com/mental-health-article/mental-health-humor-you-too-judgmental/561054"&gt;http://stanford.wellsphere.com/mental-health-article/mental-health-humor-you-too-judgmental/561054&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best examples would be the &lt;u&gt;people who love to gossip&lt;/u&gt; about showbiz personalities which results to the rumors to spread uncontrolably and becomes an issue to those famous people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example would be during the first day of classes, when there’s a new student, the old students would give comments immediately to that person and can make it worse by telling other people that the student is bad or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9.) The Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a parasite? It’s the insect-like organism which sticks to a host getting something essential from it that causes damage/ injury while doing the process and after leaving it. It can be compared to a person also which we must avoid. The “&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parasite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” is a person who always sticks to you and he does this because he needs something from you. He’ll &lt;strong&gt;circle you around and as soon as he gets the right timing to get what he wants from you&lt;/strong&gt; (with also your concur) and he’s satisfied, he’ll leave you in a snap, renouncing you “with nothing” or “harmed” meaning he set you into something dangerous, like a real parasite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Another definition of “parasite” people are are either too lazy to produce any value for themselves, or they are too envious of those who do produce value and seek to live off of others’ work. We know these, the street person who through laziness, addiction or mental health problem cannot and will not produce value for themselves seeking to barely exist by finding whatever is left over from others who do produce value. The other side of the spectrum is the professional who either &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;tricks people and takes their livelihood by criminal means&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, or seeks to make a living off others by being elected. Of course there are all levels of parasitic people in between those extremes.”&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/266754/the_professional_parasite.html"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/266754/the_professional_parasite.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They try to &lt;u&gt;push other people’s boundaries a lot&lt;/u&gt;. They try to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;find their weaknesses&lt;/span&gt; and use them to their &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;advantage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Most of them (parasites) wouldn't think of themselves as such. They often don't really seem to realize what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBSILXBHTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xXESilXUt6s/s1600-h/knowitall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354870257385282866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBSILXBHTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xXESilXUt6s/s320/knowitall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8.) The Know-It-All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A person considered to be a “know-it-all” is the one who is intelligent in most aspects most especially noted as “the walking dictionaries/ encyclopedias”. He’s incredibly sharp and smart and he can solve any math problems in just a blink of an eye. But overrated smart people are considered as the ones to be avoided. Since he knows “everything”, he’ll boast about his incredible knowledge to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P1: “Oh my God! I can’t solve this problem. It’s really hard!” (“&lt;em&gt;Ang hirap naman nito, di ko masagutan&lt;/em&gt;.”)&lt;br /&gt;P2: “That’s a piece of cake! I can solve that in 1 minute, anyone can do that problem. You’re such a slow-learner.” (“&lt;em&gt;Andali lang yan! Kaya ko yan sagutan ng 1 minuto lang. Kahit sino masasagot yan, ang hina mo naman&lt;/em&gt;!”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These “know-it-all” people &lt;strong&gt;correct others even their littlest detail of mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;. After they correct it, they’d leave a negative and insulting remarks to that person who made the mistake. They lack in humility. They &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;can damage someone’s self-esteem&lt;/span&gt; because there is something pursuasive about certainty. The trouble is that they can feel hard to deal with, especially if they happen to be the person you’re with. They’re also the ones taking others’ ideas and credit them as their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.) The Dementor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Person who is considered "wild/ crazy" such as those overdosed with alcohol and drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.) Killjoy (KJ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of person doesn’t know how to have fun, in short “&lt;strong&gt;anti-fun&lt;/strong&gt;”. Also, he will do anything just to prevent others to have fun or such. I can relate to these for I have friends having this kind of “attitude”. The cause of this kind of behavior maybe that they have been strictly prohibited to participate in pleasurable commotions by someone or might be their parents or something like that. Because of maybe stern rules, he has adjusted himself to live life without “color”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you invite them to go out, let’s say go to the mall, play games, partake in dancing at the prom or even just for a friendly chat, they have only one thing to say: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“no”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They’ll say, “I can’t, I have something to do.” They have no absolute time for any blissful doings, only thinking about their schedules and such. As I observe so far, my friends who are like this are “loners”, no friends and the face is on the ground. They’re kinda boring to be with, always pessimistic, that’s why they’re also called “&lt;strong&gt;Negastars&lt;/strong&gt;” or “&lt;strong&gt;negative-thinkers&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.) &lt;em&gt;Bastos&lt;/em&gt; (Rude people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! It’s kind of popular here in our country. These are the people who &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;do not respect their neighbors/ anyone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They only care for themselves meaning they’re &lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt; at all times just to get what they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many types of “rude” persons. For example, when you have a visitor who surprisingly stops in your house. He’ll greet you “hello” but then without even your consent, &lt;strong&gt;he’ll walk straight into your house and go directly to the refrigerator&lt;/strong&gt;, asking for food. Some even don’t greet you and just go inside your house to your sofa, sitting and relaxing with feet stretched out in display. Isn’t that annoying? Also, when he’s already done with his food, he’ll go to the living room, watch TV, leaving you with the chores. Doesn’t he have the respect of helping you even for cleaning the dishes? Wow! That’s very rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the cinema theater, it’s &lt;strong&gt;very rude to talk while the movie is being played&lt;/strong&gt;. Have you experienced that your companion always tells your stories while watching a super-exciting horror movie? His mouth can’t be stopped and you cannot understand the film? That’s being rude. Of course, all people concentrate in listening to the movie and you’ll just blab making unwanted noise? Oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sticking out your tongue&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;making “finger&lt;/strong&gt;” are some rude actions. They don’t show respect to others but insults. Another thing is that &lt;u&gt;when you talk to someone&lt;/u&gt;, when your friend / someone’s talking to you and &lt;u&gt;you’re not looking at him&lt;/u&gt;, that’s being rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not let these people ruin our day and realize that it is in that person who has a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.) The Puppet Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet masters are also renowned as the “&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manipulative people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”. They are not obvious since they act in a very sneaky way. They can be considered aggressive and hidden in their actions so we cannot pinpoint who are these people. In Filipino, it’s called “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mapangdikta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”, telling his victim everything that he wants to be done. He says the things that his victim must do and should be finished quickly. It’s like he’s controlling the lives of other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some behaviors of puppet masters: &lt;u&gt;their questions are disguised as “statements&lt;/u&gt;”, &lt;u&gt;lies&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;making personal statement and pretending it is someone else’s.&lt;/u&gt; They use statements because they don’t ask for they might lose control over his victim. (Ex. “Perhaps you could...”, “I wish you could...”) But for puppet masters with strong personalities, their statements are turned into commands. The victim doesn’t have a perspective in life so they let themselves to be manipulated by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also prefer using “&lt;strong&gt;guilt trips&lt;/strong&gt;” in which they make their victims guilty about doing or not doing something. For example, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Can you do my homework? I thought you have a crush on me?”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, their main tactic is to &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;. Here are ways to determine whether someone is lying to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The person is adding unnecessary details to an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;- When you ask for an explanation or a clarification, the person stops and thinks, even though he/she should know the answer right away.&lt;br /&gt;- The person pretends not to know something that he/she obviously knows.&lt;br /&gt;- The person may be laughing nervously.&lt;br /&gt;- The person is not looking at you while speaking, or is looking at you too insistently.&lt;br /&gt;- The person may change the topic of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;- You feel something is wrong and your body is reacting. Maybe your eyes are squinting and your head is tilted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: http://www.way-of-the-mind.com/manipulative-people.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.) User-Friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very common people! :D It’s a little similar to #9 who calls and treats you as “&lt;strike&gt;a friend&lt;/strike&gt;” because he needs something from you or benefited from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little example:&lt;br /&gt;(raining)&lt;br /&gt;P1: Good thing I have an umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;P2 (UF): Oh, I have no umbrella, uhm wait my friend, best friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;P1: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;P2: Don’t you remember me? I’m your best friend last High school, please can I share with your umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;P1: (confused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s one example. But as soon as the UF has aready obtained what he wanted from you, he’ll leave you immediately. If you’re the one needing help and you ask for his (UF) help, &lt;strong&gt;he will not help you at all&lt;/strong&gt;. They have no “sense of gratitude” for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.) Plastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This refers to a person who is “&lt;strong&gt;unreal&lt;/strong&gt;” to his neighbors. Plastic people are the ones &lt;u&gt;who are nice to you when you’re with him but as soon as you’re not with him, his evil side shows&lt;/u&gt;. They are the ones who are not really trustworthy for they can do anything behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) Traitor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBS9V0fOYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pKWSz7j8NNM/s1600-h/CAX2M0RZCAUL5RR4CAZ6LCJOCA4SGDX8CAS7X683CAV9GWC8CAIL7NHWCA1FDQEXCAH2E4QMCA2AH203CAN90SQMCABPBYA6CA2BH0LCCA03C69NCA28QP2LCAUUMJX0CAW55EQGCABRTR7DCAJU20MZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354871170726312322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBS9V0fOYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pKWSz7j8NNM/s320/CAX2M0RZCAUL5RR4CAZ6LCJOCA4SGDX8CAS7X683CAV9GWC8CAIL7NHWCA1FDQEXCAH2E4QMCA2AH203CAN90SQMCABPBYA6CA2BH0LCCA03C69NCA28QP2LCAUUMJX0CAW55EQGCABRTR7DCAJU20MZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, traitors are similar to plastic people but they are more “&lt;strong&gt;evil&lt;/strong&gt;” than plastic ones. They’re the worse breed with the same behavior as the plastics but once you turn back on them, they’ll do something horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes to fool people around and make friends with them. As soon as "&lt;strike&gt;he’s been a good friend&lt;/strike&gt;" with his victim, with the right timing, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;he’ll bring his victim down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He can gain dark secrets, personal life and other unshared things from his victim and gets his trust from the victim. When the victim confesses his secrets to the traitor, he would lie that he’ll not tell anyone about it but as the victim is unaware, he’s already scattering the secret behind the victim’s back. He has an advantage to it and he’ll use his “weapon” to bring his victim down and life miserable. After the trick, the victim would ask, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What did I do wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way to avoid these people is to pick your friends. Do not trust others easily. They are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTES&lt;/strong&gt;: Several of the explanations are “sourced” and some are based on my understanding &amp;amp; experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures also are acquired in search engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;THE END. Hope you learned something from it :D&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-1024047019129034907?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1024047019129034907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=1024047019129034907' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/1024047019129034907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/1024047019129034907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-these-people.html' title='Are these people?'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlBQtq01hPI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-im_A_ibE48/s72-c/mfln130l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7800539108599519047</id><published>2009-07-04T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:34:03.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><title type='text'>SILENCE...they say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the first 7 days of class, I go straight home right after our last subject, literally (after the “goodbye” of my teacher, my things are packed and I’d go directly out of the campus). I thought nobody from the class noticed me being like that leaving them in mid-air until ate Riz asked my mom if I have a problem. I also did a survey asking them “&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Did I change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;”.&lt;/em&gt; They also started asking me if I am okay and I answer them with a “no”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every thing has a reason. The reasons of my unpredictable silence are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlA6uD8gb7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZaSFvLnkmVY/s1600-h/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354844519951003570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlA6uD8gb7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZaSFvLnkmVY/s320/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My orthopaedic condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I experience&lt;u&gt; twinging of my pigeon-breast&lt;/u&gt; for many days since classes began. I feel a sharp pain directly on the bone for about 2 minutes and soon will fade away. It will gradualy return in the next 4 hours or so and it will be much painful than before. As of now, I haven’t go to the doctor for check-up because of no time (lots of work to do). But 2 years ago, I had my my bone checked in an Orthopaedic Hospital in Manila and the doctors stated it’s &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt;. I even shared my condition unexpectedly to one of my teachers and she told me to be careful. I also broke up and cried at school one day because of the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;extreme pain&lt;/span&gt;. It’s still occuring up until now, being one of my most feared conditions I’m suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that my classmates changed (from happy-go-lucky to serious ones). I felt that they don’t care for me anymore or even appreciate the things I’m doing for them. I just can’t explain what kind of feeling is this but until now, I’m still thinking about it. I am always thinking that &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;they don’t treat me as their friend&lt;/span&gt; or an important element in our class. I feel that I’m not that important to them and they don’t want me to be with them. To the people who’ll read this, is that normal? What should I do? I’m confused with this kind of sentiment until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-7800539108599519047?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7800539108599519047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7800539108599519047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7800539108599519047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7800539108599519047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/silencethey-say.html' title='SILENCE...they say'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SlA6uD8gb7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZaSFvLnkmVY/s72-c/New+Microsoft+Office+PowerPoint+Presentation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6661679296235521466</id><published>2009-07-04T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:42:13.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th year'/><title type='text'>A New Senior's Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ow! I’m a 4th year student. It’s just that time’s really fast. I’m included in the section &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IV – St. Aloysius Gonzaga&lt;/span&gt; with 35 are my previous classmates and 4 entered. Well, this is it, the final year of being in High School. It’s now the stepway to College and the time to focus on studies in order to pass entrance exams and to reach my dream: &lt;u&gt;to be something I yearn for&lt;/u&gt; since I was in 6th grade. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 7, 2009:&lt;/strong&gt; The day before school opens. The scariest time for it’s the final day of relaxation. Hay... I took the opportunity to sleep longer on this day for a full-time rest for the next day. But unfortunately, at 7pm. I suffered from &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;inferior colds&lt;/span&gt; (runny + clogged nose). I just ignored it by watching TV up to 11pm, also waiting for my dad to sleep. 12:00am, I’m still awake and my colds worsened. I felt heat gradually increased for the next 2 hours. At 3:00am, my temperature rose up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;41 degrees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large capsules, bitter tablets and water therapy for 3 days were my saviors. I had a bacterial upper respiratory infection that caused my 2-day absence in class. NOTE: 1st 2 days of SY 08-09 and I’m absent. x( I thought classes will open at June 15 because of the A(H1N1) virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 8-9:&lt;/strong&gt; Even I was sick, I still applied for UNLITXT. Thanks to my best friend, Juzelle, she gave me the complete details of what I missed during these days (stories, events &amp;amp; homework).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 10:&lt;/strong&gt; The day I attended class. Finally! After 3-days of suffering from infection, I was back. I also got to meet my teachers this 4th year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[English: Mr. Henry Santiago]:&lt;/strong&gt; He’s the supervisor of the Impromptu Speech Contest last 2008. Ahm, he’s nice but the twist in his class is that we’re not allowed to speak Filipino language! Aww.. It’s quite hard to speak in fluent and straight English! xD We deem him as having a “meek face”. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Accouting: Mr. Jose Jabon]:&lt;/strong&gt; I consider him as one of the most humorous (funniest) teachers I’ve been to! I like his expressions and his British-like accent. Hehe. We had everyday discussions regarding the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Filipino: Mrs. Vicky Cruz]:&lt;/strong&gt; She’s really nice. In her time, as of now, we usually do numerous reports relevant to each chapter of “El Filibusterismo”. In her subject, we’re only allowed to speak in Filipino and write in cursive (good thing I write in cursive!) Break time follows after Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[C.L: Sr. Mary John]:&lt;/strong&gt; She’s very nice, patient and conservative. We perform reports and take part in review discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[MAPEH: Mrs. Puri Bernados]:&lt;/strong&gt; One of the funniest teachers too! I love her jokes most especially when she discusses. We had always discussions so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Physics: Mrs. Bacani]:&lt;/strong&gt; Bad timing of the subject ‘cause it’s sleepy period. But I don’t get sleepy at Science. Well, she has a strong personality but she teaches well. Up until now, to be frank, I’m still scared on her for an unknown reason. In 3 weeks, she picks up our index card and whoever is picked shall teach the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Math: Mrs. Labitoria]:&lt;/strong&gt; A combination of Ms. Mendoza, Ms. Waker and Mrs. T. Cruz. She’s funny also but serious during discussion. I love the way she speaks, it’s cute but formal. We had so far 2 quizzes, several discussions and a “Lollipop Game”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[AP: Mrs. Amalia]&lt;/strong&gt; Considering teacher of all time! She loves discussions but I don’t usually participate because I don’t have quick critical thinking. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I was destined on the 3rd row, right wing facing the blackboard at the aisle. When I figured out my seat, I thought: “This will be the seat that’s etched on my mind.” Marvin, Apelo &amp;amp; Joed, it’s them. They’re quite remarkable for the teachers and our row is call “B1, 2, 3 + 9” (class numbers of ours). They serve as the “clowns” of the class adding entertainment and non-stop laughter to it and I am their neighboring casualty. I’m just thinking until now that “you can never tell when will a mushroom grow that can decimate it’s contigious breed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanking God, I’m not elected as a “heavy officer” (previously I was the Class President) but even though I was absent on the day of election, my classmates still elected me as P.R.O. English and their reason: Marunong ka kasi mag-English. WHAT? Oh my gas! I’m not a good English speaker. But I think that the responsibilities of this position is trivial, meaning more time to “focus”. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACTIVITIES/ OTHER HAPPENINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cramming&lt;/span&gt; didn’t stop: This “cramming attitude” will never be out of style in our section but I’m trying my best not to do this again ‘cause it’s a bad habit (one source says - *peace classmates!). Even for the filling-up of our UPCAT form became a cramming job. It’s a form which will be sent to the University of the Philippines in order to take the entrance exams there. We were asked what are the courses we like to take if we pass and I wrote &lt;u&gt;BS Biology&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;BS Journalism&lt;/u&gt; as my 1st and 2nd choices respectively (for U.P. Diliman). But since U.P. Manila focuses more on Medicine, without any knowledge about it, I wrote “&lt;u&gt;Speech Pathology”&lt;/u&gt; as my 2nd choice there. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEAST DAY&lt;/strong&gt;: We visited &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tahanang Walang Hagdan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It’s on a separate post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHOIR:&lt;/strong&gt; We’ve been assigned to be the “choir” for 2 masses. Filipino, C.L and MAPEH subjects were consequently intervened for practices and Kuya Marvin took place of Sir Jojo Canzana as our mentor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPEAKER OF THE DAY:&lt;/strong&gt; Mr. Santiago would bring his brown mug containing small papers with questions in it. By seat plan, he’ll call us and let us pick a question which will be answered in an “Impromptu Speech Contest” style. When I was called last June 10, I was asked &lt;em&gt;“Who are the people who influenced you the most?”&lt;/em&gt; I was not feeling well yet at that time and I just answered “&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my parents&lt;/span&gt;” with few data and I felt I didn’t have my own self back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHYSICS CONTROVERSY:&lt;/strong&gt; I think it was last June 22 when our teacher got a little outraged because of our loss of participation. We rarely talked during that time and I remember our lesson was about the &lt;em&gt;“Ways of Problem Solving”.&lt;/em&gt; When she’s asking what are the steps, no one answers her. The situation became worse when we can’t figure out the 2nd step. Many of us tried to answer but were all incorrect. Then later it’s revealed that it’s “make an illustration”. After that, she discussed the remaining steps and left us. Some of my us sighed with relief and dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLLIPOP GAME&lt;/strong&gt;: I’m starting to love Math ‘cause I love algebra more than Geometry (:D). Mrs. Labitoria asked who can bring 1 plastic of lollipop. Me and Raisa raised our hands and agreed to being it the next day. The following day, it’s time! We were challenged with tough problems which can be solved using Synthetic or Long Division. *1 lollipop per correct answer and if you raised your hand making it to the first 5.The class’ mathematicians collected lollipops like 1,2,3. They’re so quick but at least I got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 lollipops&lt;/span&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I can’t remember what were the things we did in the past 3 weeks. The most important ones are on different posts so watch for them! But I recall that we had numerous choir song practices, tough quizzes, everyday recitations, endless homework, meetings, dance practices and sleepless nights. Good thing typhoon Feria arrived to minimize our stress for we had no classes for 2 days. Too bad we don’t have a 10-day quarantine for the spread of the A(H1N1) virus for more rest (hehe). Whew! I was so tired during those 3 weeks and yet there are still 9 months of non-stop stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaah! xD I hope we’ll have rest next week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-6661679296235521466?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6661679296235521466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6661679296235521466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6661679296235521466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6661679296235521466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-seniors-life.html' title='A New Senior&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7359597372188759963</id><published>2009-06-04T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:52:04.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Delightfully Scary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SifRQl5VBCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/v1IfgaLNotY/s1600-h/200px-Dragmetohell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343469565879059490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SifRQl5VBCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/v1IfgaLNotY/s320/200px-Dragmetohell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m really hooked&lt;/strong&gt; in watching films especially in the horror-genre. But the typical “ghost-haunting” scenes and horror flavour are not my type. I like slasher films (which is still under the Horror category) especially ones that involve bloody and gory scenes or to simplify the films with serial killers. I’m also fond of “demon” films with demons tormenting its victims and the like or just for the “surprise” factors of a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last June 3, 2009&lt;/strong&gt; (just this Wednesday), me and my mom watched the newly-shown film here in the Philippines entitled&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;“&lt;u&gt;Drag Me to Hell&lt;/u&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The trailers publicized in the television really persuaded me to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:20am&lt;/strong&gt;: The time we bought out peach-colored tickets then went in theatre / cinema #2. We gave our passes to the young man as the “ticket-collector” (I don’t know the right term) and then he spoke with a warning: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Ma’am (to my mom), nakakatakot po talaga ang pelikulang yan. Ingat po kayo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Woooh! *Nanuod na siya agad XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we got inside&lt;/strong&gt;, only 5 of us are there in the theatre: 3 boys &amp;amp; 2 girls. The movie started at 10:20am, we’re in the half-part. We finished the film and started it all over again. We finished at around 3:00pm. As for my appraisal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The film was very, very, very scary! The scenes were very light but very convincing. The scares and “surprise” attacks of the demon made me jump out of my seat. I really love films with scenes of no background music / sound for a few seconds then you’ll never know when it will surprise the victim plus the hair-tingling sound effects / music! Some scenes were very terrifying and I can say ghastly which were unpleasant to watch but very well.”Drag Me to Hell” delivered endless scares and screams to the viewers and as for me; it haunted me in my dreams! Excellent special and sound effects and the cast also especially Alison Lohman, I really loved her acting there. Therefore, the film’s frightening and wonderfully good! Love it when I scream. Oh and I’ll never forget its &lt;u&gt;startling twist ending&lt;/u&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Now I realized the ticket collector was right. XD&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-7359597372188759963?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7359597372188759963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7359597372188759963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7359597372188759963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7359597372188759963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/06/delightfully-scary.html' title='Delightfully Scary!'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SifRQl5VBCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/v1IfgaLNotY/s72-c/200px-Dragmetohell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6346032985787229949</id><published>2009-06-04T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:18:24.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teddy bears'/><title type='text'>I Admit! I'm Still Childish :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I suppose&lt;/strong&gt; every person has his own “&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans serif;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” side (smile!). Kasi ako meron pa at hindi iyon mawawala pa kailanman. I think it’s nice to be childish at times and when you have discipline pero wag sosobra diba? Para kasing boring kung lagging “makaluma” ka or wala kang ginagawang masaya sa buhay mo kasi sa sobrang matured mo na. Tama ba ang mga pinagsasasabi ko? Hehe. By the way, ayun nga, kahit you show a little “childishness” okay yun in my opinion, happiness will stay longer if you think you’re young (sabi sa akin ng friend ko ‘yan).&lt;br /&gt;Ako, 15-years old na, naglalaro pa rin ng teddy bears! But now, not anymore. Naka-display lang sila at yung iba ay nakatago sa multi-purpose box kong ginawa na project sa Math nung 3rd Year High School ako. Ganun ko sila kamahal, since only child lang ako, tinuring ko na silang mga “kapatid” (wag niyong isiping baliw ako ha? XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For 2 years&lt;/strong&gt; (2005-2006), when I was in Grade 5 tapos hanggang sa naging Grade 6, nag-iipon at nagpapabili ako sa aking pinakamamahal na ina ng sangkatutak na Meiji Yan-Yan snacks. 10-11 years old ako nun at ‘pag natatapos ang klase, may pasalubong sa akin si mama ng Yan-Yan. Alam niyo kung bakit? Hindi ang crunchy sticks at chocolate dip ang habol k&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sie9SjP_0cI/AAAAAAAAANg/MUdjCiOJwGg/s1600-h/180px-Yan_Yan_%2528snack%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343447609296015810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sie9SjP_0cI/AAAAAAAAANg/MUdjCiOJwGg/s320/180px-Yan_Yan_%2528snack%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o run kung hindi ang laruan dun, diba isip-bata? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They’re called&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;365 Meiji Birthday Bears&lt;/span&gt;”. Isang bear kada &lt;u&gt;Yan-Yan&lt;/u&gt; pack or isang Yan-Yan mismo. Dati, when you buy 5 Yan-Yan’s, 1 bear, pero as time went by, 1 Yan-Yan = 1 bear. I remember Christmas time nun at nagkaroon ako ng bear nay un na binili ng pinsan ko. Siya ang kauna-unahang bear ko: plain lime green ang kulay with gray ears, hands and feet at ang name niya ay naka-indicate sa nametag na nakakabit sa kanya complete with Japanese name, zodiac at birthday. Siya ay si &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Mint&lt;/span&gt;, born at June 19. Mula noon, nawili na ako sa mga bears na yun. Kung dati, tamad akong pumupunta sa grocery shops, sumasama na ako lagi para makabili ng Yan-Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kada bili ng bear&lt;/strong&gt;, pinipindot-pindot ko sila, ang lalambot kasi! Ginagawa ko silang stressball kapag nagrereview ako at kung anu man ang ginagawa ko. Bumibili rin ako ng bears para iregalo sa mga friends ko. Minsan, hindi naiwasang maiingit yung iba at hinihingi sa akin sila, pero madamot ako pag dating sa ganitong usapan, kahit umiyak sila, di ko pa rin binigay (sama ko talaga XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 2006&lt;/strong&gt;, naka 119 bears ako with 6 bears na iniregalo ko sa friends at sa mga pinsan ko. Dun mas inexpand ko ang kanilang mga pangalan sa pamamagitan ng pagbibigay ng apelyido (last name) sa kanila. Binabase ko ang surname nila sa kanilang kulay, designs at sa mga last names ng ibang Hollywood Stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example&lt;/strong&gt;: Pearl Winfrey – (from) Oprah Winfrey; Mint Greenfields (kasi green ang kulay niya); Cherry Polkadots (polkadots kasi design)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ganyan ako kaaddict&lt;/u&gt; sa aking mga “kapatid”. Di ako baliw ha? XD Minsan pag ako lang mag-isa, nilalaro ko sila nun na ginagaya ko ang “&lt;em&gt;Happy Tree Friends&lt;/em&gt;”, tinutusok ng karayom, hinahagis, binabali ang leeg at iba pa. Basta hindi ako baliw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was in 1st Year&lt;/strong&gt;, sinimulan ko silang ipasyal sa school. Isinasabit ko ang isang bear araw-araw sa ID ko, iba-iba. Pinapahiram ko sa kanila pero pag hindi nila naibalik bago mag-uwian, sinisigurado ko na kukunin ko yun ulit. XD One friend of mine, si Agatha Cuaresma, pareho kaming mahilig dun. Pero nung December 12, 2007, binigay na niya sa akin at last 3 bears niya, parang remembrance kasi lilipat na siya ng school nun. Nanghingi din ako ng mga bears sa mga kaklase ko at meron akong nahingi from Albert Mates, si Miyuki &amp;amp; Taichi. Sila ang pumalit sa nawala kong bear sa SM Megamall habang namimili sa National Bookstore nung December 8, 2007 na si Yasuko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As of now&lt;/strong&gt;, mayroon akong &lt;u&gt;123 bears&lt;/u&gt;. 3 sa kanila ang may “heart” sa kamay meaning “good luck” daw. May mga pareho ang designs pero iba ang kulay ng ears, hands at legs, may pagkakahawig at itsura, parehong birthday at pangalan, pati kambal (si Shintaro: sa picture kasama niya kakambal niya pero sa kaibigan ko yun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may think&lt;/strong&gt; na para akong isip-bata or girlish dahil bears ang laruan ko. Hindi, collection ko lang po iyan. Basta nacocornihan lang talaga ako sa mga baril-barilan XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look sa aking collection ng “Meiji Birthday Bears”. I didn’t put their birthdays anymore for more space. Enjoy! &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?uid=30879199&amp;amp;a=751698705"&gt;Click to view them.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Hiram lang! Bawal hingin. =)&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-6346032985787229949?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6346032985787229949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6346032985787229949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6346032985787229949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6346032985787229949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-admit-im-still-childish-d.html' title='I Admit! I&apos;m Still Childish :D'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/Sie9SjP_0cI/AAAAAAAAANg/MUdjCiOJwGg/s72-c/180px-Yan_Yan_%2528snack%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2134853748218863897</id><published>2009-06-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T06:43:50.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Seventy-Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343094140667172002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ7z9_wFKI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PDS66sRWjeI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;practicing&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Practicing my English language: Forget about the typo and grammatical errors :D&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really believe&lt;/strong&gt; that luxury and comfort will come after tough, demanding and gruelling work and activities from the past 10 months of class. Within those days I bid farewell of being an adolescent ‘cause I really feel that I’m a TEEN. Goodbye Red and soon hello to Blue! But before the time I’m going to wear my Blue ID cord, of course the span of almost 12 weeks of unwinding came first and a lot of stories happened and I’ll share what I did this summer (aside doing household chores). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088348355418210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 38px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ2iz9A2GI/AAAAAAAAALo/J3h4r7-aocI/s320/TWATC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the wedding, right. That was my 2nd time to be present at a weddin&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ6SzNn0UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5KdhiYXt0t0/s1600-h/hospitalized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343092471325249858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ6SzNn0UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5KdhiYXt0t0/s320/hospitalized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g ceremony AND 1st time to see a live “you may kiss a bride” part of the rite X). Sweet catering at the reception came after the rite, with such delectable dishes: blue marlin, steaks etc. Although I never drink iced tea BEFORE, I forced myself to imbibe it. But after I drank the whole “glass”, my digestive machine broke causing such painful and burning sensation in my stomach. The “burn” circulates around my abdomen. For the whole information of my pain, visit &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/”http://padj.multiply.com/"&gt;my site&lt;/a&gt;. This became the reason of our (family’s) departure not to mention it’s also very late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The “curse” I call continued for 5 weeks. At first I kept it a secret but soon the pain just won’t fade being the cause of my 2-day hospitalization (take note: Holy Thursday – Good Friday). There were possibilities of UTI (Urinary Tract Infection), gastritis and even ulcer. The result of tests: hyperacidity. After some treatment, it went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088344761082114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 35px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ2imkDoQI/AAAAAAAAALY/SwSKBsRddmA/s320/LOTF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ7F_pTJsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/v9RHQadQlPM/s1600-h/200px-YouChangedMylLife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343093350835889858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ7F_pTJsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/v9RHQadQlPM/s320/200px-YouChangedMylLife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching movies! Estimated count of movies that I watched this summer was 50+. 30+ in DVDs, 20+ in television and 3 in the big screen. Wow! Those maybe the causes of my 250-150 eye grade but I tried to lessen the habit. Since Blu-ray came here in the Philippines, clearer entertainment made me happy. Also, as I browse the net for some interesting ones, I got interested in post-apocalyptic films such as “I am Legend” &amp;amp; “28 Days Later”. But so far, films like “E.T: Extra-Terrestrial”, “Amityville Horror (2006)”, “The Messengers”, “BFF: Best Friends Forever”, “T2” and “You Changed My Life” became my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088983258811458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 39px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ3HxJxzEI/AAAAAAAAALw/jhGFGqjoVhU/s320/WAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from movies, I spent my summer watching shows in TV. For the first time in my life, I learned to watch co&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ8Ox0vrPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/n7BoH47XU9Y/s1600-h/bof1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343094601256250610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ8Ox0vrPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/n7BoH47XU9Y/s320/bof1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;medy-drama-romantic dramas such as “Kambal sa Uma”, “Tayong Dalawa”, “Only You” and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Boys Over Flowers”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Also I will never forget this one show run via clay-animation which made me wake up very early this summer: Pingu. At first I thought its language is just “adlib” or Swiss language because the show’s from Switzerland, but I later found out it’s Penguinese. It’s very cute and just disregard the “talking” because you’ll learn a lot from it. I wake up every 6:00am just to watch it then sleep another 2 hours after watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ6TOIU79I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Un564WRRXdo/s1600-h/200px-Pingu.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343092478550798290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ6TOIU79I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Un564WRRXdo/s320/200px-Pingu.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got chances to watch my most favourite variety game show, “Wowowee” completely this summer. No boring episodes ever and the funny thing is I dance during their introduction. In addition, I’m more updated with the world because I finally get to watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems like I can’t live without entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088340524824578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 39px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ2iWyDeAI/AAAAAAAAALI/gAu5FhTbQvk/s320/CNM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading songs became one of my computer habits this summer. Every show that I’m interested in, I download the songs from its soundtrack like “Boys over Flowers” and “Hot Shot”. I just ignore the lyrics because I don’t understand Mandarin or even Korean, I’m after to the “sound” or the melody of the song. I treat my cellphone as my iPod for the reason that I use it as a music player and not as a communicating device anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088350331058498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 42px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ2i7UCuUI/AAAAAAAAALg/D3Z5Go-_1qw/s320/RTL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One pastime I do is to read and read and read. I don’t actually open my upcoming school books during summer or scan my previous lessons but I read general info in the internet, magazines and books. You may disagree on that but I just never do that “reviewing stuff”. To tell the truth, I learned many things when I read everyday and that’s when I comprehended that the phrase posted in our school library “Read to Lead!” is true. Even topics unrelated to our school subjects such as cryptozoology, astrology and the like became my fields of interest. I love reading!!! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088343147672674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 41px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ2igjY9GI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nxC5q7pkQIU/s320/FL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re probably wondering why the title’s like that. It’s just last March 26, 2009, after 2 months of my friends’ convincing, I changed my network (in the cellphone world). They want me to change so they can text me always of course by the use of what they call “unlimited texting”. At first I’m not “in to” that kind of service because it may instigate the “source of addiction”. I tried my first “unli” at PHP20 and I got a lot of textmates (my friends of course). As time goes, I shift to PHP40 then PHP80. For a fact I used this “unli” service 22 times with eighteen PHP20 (1 day each), two PHP40 (2 days) and two PHP80 (5 days). What I realized is the pleasure of “chatting” with my friends all the time, saying hello, sharing stories, quotes, jokes, even secrets (shhh...). This also caused me to have finger strains and red marks! This “unli” thing also flooded my inbox up to 500 messages! But I told myself to get rid of this habit ‘cause school days are coming and I don’t want THIS to distract me from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooh! There you have it, hobbies of a 15-year old during the 3 month-vacation. No swimming no outings, just going to the mall and stay inside the house, that’s how I spent my bummer vacation. I can consider it boring at first but it turns out it’s a lot of fun...? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna be a 4th year student! Goodness!!! Time is fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FIN-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-2134853748218863897?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2134853748218863897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2134853748218863897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2134853748218863897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2134853748218863897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/06/seventy-nine.html' title='Seventy-Nine'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiZ7z9_wFKI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PDS66sRWjeI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2064845677223349708</id><published>2009-06-01T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:05:17.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><title type='text'>Will These Truths Set Me Free?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiSee5_eF5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/yI8Ey00zLVg/s1600-h/2206063695_d9bf329712_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342569311768549266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiSee5_eF5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/yI8Ey00zLVg/s320/2206063695_d9bf329712_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Truth is always strange — stranger than fiction."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ Lord Byron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally I got some time to write in my old blog site 'cause it's never been updated for the past 2 months. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiShTO3W81I/AAAAAAAAAK4/5-G9k1KXKPk/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342572409748124498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiShTO3W81I/AAAAAAAAAK4/5-G9k1KXKPk/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; There’s this one book that caught my attention. It’s called &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;“&lt;u&gt;The Book of Answers&lt;/u&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt; This book contains numerous answers (that’s why it’s called “The Book of Answers” right?). The person who’ll use it must have a question in his mind that could only be answered by either a “&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;” or a “&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;”. If the user has his question and he’s able to concentrate with it, he’ll just simply open the book and whatever words come in display, that’s the answer to his question. If any occasion the answer is “too far away” from the question, he can repeat the processes of questioning and opening the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, as an owner of this super rare book, have asked some questions. The phrases/ words below the questions were the answers from the book: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342574454123313698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 38px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiSjKOwYuiI/AAAAAAAAALA/YsSF7tuHBmU/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Will I be able to go to South Korea?&lt;br /&gt;- That would be a waste of money&lt;br /&gt;* Why?? I have a dream there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Will I get married someday?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't be ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;* Well, it's not one of my plans and I have a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Will I have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- Never&lt;br /&gt;* That's a relief :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.) Will I get any fatter?&lt;br /&gt;- The answer is in your backyard&lt;br /&gt;* I'll eat all the plants there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.) Am I the problem carrier of my family?&lt;br /&gt;- Remove your obstacles&lt;br /&gt;* Oh no!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.) Am I going to achieve the "thing" that I yearn for in my last year in High School?&lt;br /&gt;- Shift your focus&lt;br /&gt;* Okay, I trust this answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.) Will my first day in class ths June 8 be good?&lt;br /&gt;- It's gonna be great&lt;br /&gt;* Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.) Will I be successful someday?&lt;br /&gt;- You must act now&lt;br /&gt;* Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.) Am I cute?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes&lt;br /&gt;* I've known it since I was 10 years old. :D (kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.) Are the answers from this book (The Book of Answers) true?&lt;br /&gt;- It will bring you good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Will I be able to go to parties/ disco nights when I'm in college?&lt;br /&gt;- That would be a waste of money&lt;br /&gt;* Am I not allowed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12.) Will I be able to see the "Seoul" pair in South Korea someday?&lt;br /&gt;- Definitely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love this answer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha! Hope these answers are all true especially the last question. This book is just for fun-sake but SOME may come true. BUT WE hold the outcome of our very own lives meaning we don't rely our future to this book, it's up to us. Is that right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342570802194524018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiSf1qQtp3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/q47TKI_4R1k/s320/ffff.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;patzo7&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Smile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-2064845677223349708?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2064845677223349708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2064845677223349708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2064845677223349708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2064845677223349708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-these-truths-set-me-free.html' title='Will These Truths Set Me Free?'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SiSee5_eF5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/yI8Ey00zLVg/s72-c/2206063695_d9bf329712_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-5776678937224753082</id><published>2009-03-20T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:24:35.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='krispy kreme'/><title type='text'>A Sweet Delicious Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh! It’s time for vacation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A time to relax, chill and to explore new things. March 19, 2009, me and my mom went to SM Megamall to buy VCD’s and DVD’s of movies for us to watch this 2-month vacation. She’ll also acquire a dress she needs for the wedding we’re about to attend this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the long story short, when we bought all the things we needed, it’s time fo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScR5q1Z7pZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aBY2tmZwq48/s1600-h/DSC09831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315507237001340306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScR5q1Z7pZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aBY2tmZwq48/s320/DSC09831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r the final stop: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We are unaware that the store had their new edition of doughnuts, they called it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chocolate Karnival&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I craved very much when I saw the tarpaulin of their primary new doughnut, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chocolate Glazed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was quite similar with Original Glazed. I didn’t wait any longer and we purchase 1 dozen of doughnuts: 6 &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hershey’s Special Dark Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and 6 Chocolate Glazed. When we got into the FX, I ate 1 Chocolate Glazed doughnut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doughnut was really delectable &amp;amp; mouth-watering! Even you just look at it, you will be tempted to eat it. It differs much greatly t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScR5LYWBzgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/XMJIVKcZyyE/s1600-h/DSC09833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315506696624393730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScR5LYWBzgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/XMJIVKcZyyE/s320/DSC09833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Original Glazed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for it has a touch of sweet milk chocolate I guess. Instead of the original recipe applied to the soft, supple and white doughnut base, it is covered to the highest degree with oh so sweet, enticing, rewarding and sugary chocolate glaze that ooze down and never let a single spot of the white doughnut base. When I took my first bite onto it, it felt heaven in my mouth because primarily of the soft base followed by the overflow of the chocolate glaze that made me sense the “melt-in-your-mouth experience” which is same to the original one. I will never forget this doughnut and it became my 2nd favorite, trailing behind the Hershey’s Special Dark Chocolate! It’s really perfect for chocolate lovers, like me :D.&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/4808094109405043356-5776678937224753082?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/5776678937224753082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=5776678937224753082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5776678937224753082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/5776678937224753082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-delicious-treat.html' title='A Sweet Delicious Treat'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScR5q1Z7pZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aBY2tmZwq48/s72-c/DSC09831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-4436888911235246907</id><published>2009-03-19T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:55:47.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>"Thank you and goodbye.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScROWM9yNQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2Uz5lxym8oQ/s1600-h/empty_classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315459603548484866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScROWM9yNQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2Uz5lxym8oQ/s320/empty_classroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School Year 2008-2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the most enjoyable and most unforgettable year of my life. Napabilang ako sa section III – St. Albert the Great, with modesty aside, ito ang section 1 ng Third Year level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since summer 2008, kaming magkaklase (Albert) ay nagkakasama na sa &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Summer Catechesis&lt;/span&gt;. Sa araw ng pasukan, doon nagsimula ang pinaka-unforgettable history ng aming section. Sa mga kaklase kong binabasa ang post na ito, ito ay puro pasasalamat.&lt;br /&gt;III – St. Albert the Great, salamat nang sobra-sobra sa lahat-lahat. Salamat sapagkat ipinaubaya ninyo ang klase sa akin bilang &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Class President&lt;/span&gt; ninyo. Thank you sa &lt;strong&gt;trust&lt;/strong&gt;. Although it was a tough year for me to handle you, it’s all worth the effort. Kahit maraming mga suliraning dumating sa atin, nagawa nating malagpasan ang mga iyon. First of all, sa friendship problems. Sa mga humingi sa akin ng tulong, thank you for the trust ulit for sharing your problems. I did my best to fix your difficulty at sana ay ‘&lt;u&gt;wag na kayong mag-away&lt;/u&gt;. Just remember, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’m always here for all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Nagagalit man ako dahil maingay kayo, agad namang napapawi iyon ng iyong kasiyahan. Salamat sa lahat ng mga nag-comfort o nagpagaan ng aking pakiramdam kapag ako’y nagiging pessimistic. Thank you for the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;advice&lt;/span&gt; of enlightenment and those who gave me hope to strive harder each and everyday. Kayo ang nagpapatatag sa akin at humubog sa aking pagkatao at mas sinubukan ninyo ang aking katatagan. Alam kong na-test ang aking patience at nagawa ko namang lagpasan iyon. Despite na kayo’y strident, it’s okay, ang mga ngiti niyo ang nagsilbing lakas ko sa araw-araw. Mamimiss ko ang inyong “ingay”, dahil iyon ay ang ating trademark na hindi mabuburo sa aking isipan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito rin sa III – St. Albert the Great, nakilala ko ang mga tunay at matalik kong kaibigan. Ako’y mapalad na nakilala ko sila nang lubos at ako’y talagang nagpapasalamat sa Diyos dahil pinagtagpo Niya kami. Hindi ko makakalimutan ang ating samahan....L-P-J...Friendship.....PIX. Kahit sabi ng ating mga guro na hindi tayo “united”, alam naman natin sa sarili natin na ito’y hindi totoo, namuo na ang ating samahan na matatag since the very start. Siguro ay nasabi nila iyon dahil tayo’y nahihiwalay sa mga grupo-grupo. Na-classify ko na rin ang grupo sa klase. May grupong “&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;high-class&lt;/span&gt;”, “&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maiingay ngunit masaya&lt;/span&gt;”, “&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;conservative&lt;/span&gt;”, “&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;magugulo&lt;/span&gt;” &amp;amp; “&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tahimik&lt;/span&gt;”. Ako ay nakibagay sa inyo sapagkat sumasama ako sa lahat ng grupong namuo sa ating klase at mas nakilala ko ang inyong mga pagkatao at ugali. Ako’y lubos na natuwa na naipakita ninyo ang mga tunay niyong sarili, although ang iba ay nanatiling “hidden” ang personality. Ngayon din ay lumabas ang pagiging “palabiro” at “pagkamasayahin” ko dahil sa inyo. You always make me &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; each single day I go to school. Dati ay tahimik ako, nasa sulok nagbabasa, ngayon ay nahawa na ako sa inyong ingay in a positive way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, ang dami kong nais sabihin. Marami akong hindi makakalimutan sa section natin, pero maraming salita ang naugnay sa atin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315456653367359458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScRLqeryt-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/BCRgwEh0Im0/s320/1_756914130l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAMMING&lt;/strong&gt;: Dito tayo kilala. Talagang hindi na matatanggal sa atin iyan. Kahit sino sa atin, cramming. Mamimiss ko iyon. At ‘pag mahirap ang mga lessons, sa umaga, nagpapaturo ang iba sa kapwa kaklase. Basta ang pangongopya kahit sa homework, form of cheating pa rin yan ha? Di ko talaga makalimutan, pati sa pagdarasal ng rosary, kinakalimutan niyo na para lang matapos ang homework sa room. Pati sa quizzes, sa mismong araw nagrereview at pati nung retreat natin, cramming pa rin sa paggawa ng retreat letters. At nung farewell, iba sa atin, cramming pa rin sa pag-ayos ng gamit na dadalhin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAINGAY&lt;/strong&gt;: Mas kilala tayo rito. “Pilot ‘yan..” Ang ingay natin ang nagbibigay buhay sa ating section pero ‘wag sobrahan. Kahit sumobra kayo sa ingay, nagagalit ako. Tapos na naman diba? Basta ang ingay natin ay masaya, indication lang na tayo’y maligaya sa isa’t-isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNITED &amp;amp; NOT UNITED&lt;/strong&gt;: Mayroon tayong mga sari-sariling group of friends kaya nasasabi ng ating mga teachers na wala tayong unity. Pero ‘pag pinagsama tayong lahat, nagtutulungan naman tayo nang maayos...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAMAD&lt;/strong&gt;: Ang iba sa atin ay ganito. Dahil dito, nagsisimula ang pagkacramming natin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MGA DAKILANG GALA&lt;/strong&gt;: After exams, gala kayo ng gala diba? Nahawa na nga rin ako sa inyo, pero minsan lang naman. Pero ang “gala” natin ay for projects natin....sometimes. Gumagawa tayo sa ibang bahay para sa mga group projects, lalo ‘pag may sayaw tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong maisip. Basta mamimiss ko talaga ang ingay ng section natin. Ito na ang aking mga pasasalamat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Zeejay&lt;/span&gt; sa mga trivia at sa unique na information na naibahagi mo sa akin. Salamat at naging open ka na rin sa wakas, at least nakakusap na rin kita. Kay &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Stephen&lt;/span&gt;, salamat sa respect sa akin. Basta ‘wag kalang mahiya sa akin ha? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jerome&lt;/span&gt;, salamat sa patience nung shooting natin, sinacrifice mo ang pagcocomputer mo. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Roemer&lt;/span&gt;, thank you sa concern at ikaw ay isa sa mga naging tahimik sa section natin. Wala akong problema sa iyo. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Clarence&lt;/span&gt;, thank you sa pagiging jolly at pinapasaya mo rin ako. Hiram ka lang sa akin ng &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The Book of Answers”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Andrej&lt;/span&gt;, “&lt;u&gt;Rogers&lt;/u&gt;”, thank you sa pagtuturo sa akin sa Math at sa pagdagdag-kasiyahan sa ating section. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;, thank you sa concern at pagdala sa amin sa inyong&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; hacienda de Fabrero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you rin sa mga advice na binigay mo sa akin. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Salyn&lt;/span&gt;, thank you Lord dahil nalaman nating mag-pinsan pala tayo, thank you sa pagtatak sa aking isipan ang iyong pagtili :). &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MM&lt;/span&gt;, thank you sa concern, pagpapatawa at sa paghawak sa buhok kong bagong gupit :).&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chx&lt;/span&gt;, salamat sa pagtulong sa akin sa pagkuha ng attensyon sa Albert at sa pag-aannounce ng reminders. Thank you rin sa pagpapatawa mo sa akin at flattered din ako na nakikita mo si &lt;strong&gt;Bro&lt;/strong&gt; sa akin. :D. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ricky&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for your &lt;u&gt;spiritual words of wisdom&lt;/u&gt;, naging close din tayo (yes..) and for being calm all the time. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Czarina&lt;/span&gt;, thank you sa pagpapatawa rin sa akin at sharing your stories &amp;amp; insights. Karz, pinapatawa mo rin ako araw-araw, thank you. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Cam&lt;/span&gt;, same as Karz &amp;amp; sa pag-share mo ng ideas &amp;amp; feelings sa akin. Thank you for the trust. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for being a cute &amp;amp; funny seatmate. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt;, salamat sa pagiging true friend, sorry rin di na tayo masyadong nakakapag-usap, busy kasi. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dexa&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for sharing laughter with me and sa concern mo sa health ko. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jessa &amp;amp; Jessica&lt;/span&gt;, thank you rin sa concern lagi sa akin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Winnie&lt;/span&gt; dahil ikaw ang naging “&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only stressball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;” ko. Hindi ko malilumtan ang malambot mong arms at sa mga corny mong jokes. Kay &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ochie&lt;/span&gt;, ikaw ang talagang nagpatawa sa akin nang husto. Mamimiss ko ang mga “palo” mo, ang ingay na nilikha mo sa room natin at salamat sa pagiging masayang chatmate. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yanna&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for a big share sa room natin, for the help you gave to me, sa mga stolen shots, at sa trust dahil nag-share ka ng mga hinanakit &amp;amp; secrets sa akin. Thanks for being a wonderful chatmate at sa concern mo rin sa health ko. Kay &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Reyna&lt;/span&gt;, salamat dahil katuwang kita at kakuwentuhan sa mga horror movies, may masasabihan na rin ako sa wakas ng mga napanuod kong horror, thanks. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Aica&lt;/span&gt;, thanks sa concern sa heal&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScRWYnx6u4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/z6PjcRLH3Ls/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315468441199229826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScRWYnx6u4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/z6PjcRLH3Ls/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;th ko at being the best ate! So proud of you because you found the right time to reconcile with him. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kaye&lt;/span&gt;, thank you sa pagtuturo sa akin sa Math at tinanggap mo pa rin akong friend nung malaman mo yung secret ko. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pau&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for sharing knowledge with me, sa funny acts mo at sa lahat! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Liza&lt;/span&gt;, salamat sa pagpapatawa at pag-share ng stories sa akin. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Ba&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being the best JS Prom partner ever! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Riz&lt;/span&gt;, salamat for being honest to me &amp;amp; for the touching words you said while we’re chatting. You’re true and I love it. Thanks. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;, salamat sa concern &amp;amp; pagpapatahimik sa Albert lagi. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Sharms&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being the Best Vice President ever! Salamat sa pagtulong sa akin sa paghandle ng Albert. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apple (Jen),&lt;/span&gt; thanks sa lahat lalo ‘pag nagbabahagi tayo ng secrets at mga karanasan. Thanks sa mga optimistic advice mo sa akin when I’m feeling down. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for being a true friend and you always make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my best friends ever:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Ate Chy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (pinsan), thank you for being super &lt;u&gt;initiative&lt;/u&gt; sa klase Ikaw talaga ang tumulong sa akin nang husto at ikaw ang pinakamasipag sa lahat. Thanks sa lahat ng help. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marianne, FS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sabihin mo na sa kanya :) thanks for being a &lt;u&gt;true friend&lt;/u&gt;, sa pag-share ng secrets mo at sa pag-include sa akin sa FanFiction stories mo. Keep up your “writing talents”! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ludi&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for being also a good &amp;amp; true friend, di mo ako iniwan saan man ako naroroon. Thank you sa pagtuturo mo sa akin kapag nahihirapan ako sa isang lesson at sa pagiging patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ikaw talaga ang naging sandigan ko kapag may mga problema ako. Salamat dahil ikaw ang mas nakakaalam ng mga hinanakit ko at thank you sa pagtago ng mga secrets ko. Salamat sa pagpapatawa sa akin lalo ‘pag nasa “&lt;em&gt;Disturbia&lt;/em&gt;” mode ka :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Celine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hay.......ang ultimate nanay ko sa room ("labx"). Thank you sa lahat-lahat, sa concern mo, being one of the funniest and wackiest seatmates ko ever! Ang galing mo sa lahat especially sa pag-dodrawing. You'll always be my labx. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hay.. thank you sa lahat especially sa pagtuturo mo sa akin kapag may difficulty ako sa Math. Thanks sa pag-share mo ng insights &amp;amp; problems sa akin at sa pagiging patient mo sa akin. Hindi ako nagalit sa’yo niisang beses. You’re the best kuya I’ve met ever! Hindi mo ako iniwan, true friend ka talaga. Saya mo ring ka-chat sa YM. Salamat din sa mga panahong magkasama tayo, sa asaran natin, kilitian, titigan at marami pang iba. Thanks kuya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last but definitely not the least, kay &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ang first and forever kong best friend! Salamat sa concern mo sa aking health, ikaw lang talaga ang nakakaalam ng aking condition at kung anung kailangan ko ‘pag inaatake ng hika. Thanks din dahil nagbabahagi tayo ng secrets sa isa’t isa although we fail to keep it for a long time. Kaya mo ‘yan sa puppy love mo! Thanks din sa pagtuturo sa akin sa Math &amp;amp; Chemistry. Thanks sa mga times na lagi kitang kasama, you’re the best! God bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, ang haba ng post ko. Thank you III – St. Albert the Great sa lahat. Thanks for the memories! Hindi ko kayo malilimutan. I...Love....You! :D&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/4808094109405043356-4436888911235246907?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4436888911235246907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=4436888911235246907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/4436888911235246907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/4436888911235246907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-and-goodbye.html' title='&quot;Thank you and goodbye..&quot;'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScROWM9yNQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2Uz5lxym8oQ/s72-c/empty_classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-3659010532331081323</id><published>2009-03-19T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:01:53.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>Farewell to You, My Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I hate goodbyes, ‘cause they make me cry. As an alternative, just say “see you.” –&lt;/em&gt; Mr. Arcilla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315068617310534018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScLqvzue-YI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oqsY7g7QPGI/s320/DSC09815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Two days ago, the class I belonged to, III – St. Albert the Great, planned to have a good time in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green Gables Farm, Tanay Rizal&lt;/span&gt;. It’s also our Farewell Party to indicate the end of our school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang aming usapan ay magkita sa treehouse na malapit sa aming school nang 6:30am. Ako’y nagising nang &lt;strong&gt;2:00am&lt;/strong&gt; upang iprint ang mga “&lt;strong&gt;awards&lt;/strong&gt;” na ginawa ko para sa aking mga kaklase. Halos maubos ang 2 pakete ng ink namin sa dami ng awards: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;. But for a fact, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;102&lt;/span&gt; ang awards dapat. Inabot ako nang 4:00am sa pagpiprint, ipinadala via e-mail ang 6 awards kay Raisa habang nag-chachat sa YM para siya ang magprint due to the shortage of ink sa amin. Chat muna from 4:00am – 5:15am kina Raisa &amp;amp; Marianne. After that, breakfast at nag-ayos ako ng gamit. Lahat ay ayos na. Bihis na ng white kong t-shirt, handa na lahat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:00am&lt;/strong&gt;: Nakarating ako sa treehouse. Marami na sila roon. Nandun din ang ibang parents ng classmates ko. May pagtatalo at nagkaroon ng chance na ma-postpone ang lakad namin. Habang may discussion ang mga parents, binigay ko ang farewell gifts ko sa aking best friends na sina &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lance&lt;/span&gt; (green pillow) at &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/span&gt; (gray pillow). After some minutes, in the end, mayroong mga hindi nakasama dahil sa decision ng parents nila, for safety reasons. Sumakay na ang mga kaklase ko sa jeep at sa mga private vehicle. Ako ay naiwan, mama ko at ang aming guro. Nagpaalam ako sa kanila na hindi na ako makakasama at sila’y namaalam. Nang kami’y naiwan, umalis na rin si Marianne. Ngunit dahil sa nais kong makasama &amp;amp; masurprise sila, sumama na rin si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms. Peligaria&lt;/span&gt;. Nandun din si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tita Vicky&lt;/span&gt; (mommy ni Ate Riz) at sa kanyang sobrang kabaitan, doon nalang kami nag-travel instead na magcommute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:50am&lt;/strong&gt;: Ang mahabang paglalakbay namin ay talagang napakatagal. Naisip ko na parang umuwi na rin ako sa Luisiana, Laguna o mas matagal pa ito. Sinabi ko kay pinsan (Chyrill) na ‘wag sabihin sa iba na papunta na rin kami, surprise pati rin ay Edward (ang may-ari ng pupuntahan naming farm). Sa loob ng 2 oras, panay tanung namin for directions sa mga taong nadadaanan, pati kay Edward &amp;amp; Chyrill. In the end, kami ang nauna. After 15 mins., sina Melissa ang sumunod at after 10 mins., ang jeep ay dumating. Kumpleto na kami nang 10:00am. Ang mga hindi ko malilimutan sa farm na palatandaan ay ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pulang bubong&lt;/span&gt; at ang Elementary school doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumasok na kami sa bahay na may red roof, iniwan ang gamit sa taas. Nag-explore kami sa loob ng bahay, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScJFGfIF2RI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_rswRXtyxU4/s1600-h/DSC09756+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314886487987575058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScJFGfIF2RI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_rswRXtyxU4/s320/DSC09756+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;may &lt;u&gt;telescope&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;attic&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;baril&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;soldier&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;cowboy&lt;/u&gt; hat at marami pang kakaiba. As a part of OUR tradition, &lt;strong&gt;nag-kodakan&lt;/strong&gt; kami, sa loob man o sa labas. Ako ay talagang nagandahan sa lugar, may treehouse, may mga duyan at may mga tupa, bibe &amp;amp; pato (1st time kong makakita :D). We went to the schedule, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Amazing Race 2"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na namin. Ako ay isang assistant at si Edward ang host. Ang 6 teams of 5 ay nag-compete at nag-unahan sa paggawa at pagtapos ng mga nakakabaliw na challenges gaya ng pagkain ng bawang, caterpillar challenge, blindfolded drawing at paghanap ng missing flags na nakatago sa mga damu-damo. In the end, ang &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Orange” team&lt;/span&gt; ang nanalo. Congrats :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest muna, &lt;strong&gt;11:30am&lt;/strong&gt;. Picture-picture ulit at niluluto na ang lunch namin. Papunta na kami sa swimming! Ako ay kabilang sa 2nd batch. Kami ay sumakay sa “cruiser” ni Edward kung saan sumakay kami sa lik&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScLpqnJieRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/F2GvPHrBZi8/s1600-h/DSC09803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315067428523374866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScLpqnJieRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/F2GvPHrBZi8/s320/DSC09803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;od ng truck. At nang umandar na kami, kami ay sumisigaw at inenjoy ang view! Napakasaya namin talaga, patalbog-talbog sa truck, natatalsikan ng putik pero masaya. About 12:15pm, nasa &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Waterfalls”&lt;/span&gt; na kami. Nagswimming at nagbabad kami sa napakalamig na tubig na talagang galing-kalikasan. Masasakit man ang mga bato sa ilalim, nag-enjoy pa rin kami. Nagtatalsikan ang mga “splash” ng tubig sa isa’t-isa. Nag-kodakan sa tabi ng waterfalls. Malalim man (14 feet), ok lang kasi HINDI naman ako pumunta roon :D. Ang iba ay umakyat sa pinakataas ng falls, picture ulit! Babad dito, babad dun at nawala ang stress naming lahat. After 90 mins. ng paglalangoy, bumalik na kami, sumama ako sa 1st batch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime! &lt;u&gt;Adobong manok&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;barbecue&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;suman&lt;/u&gt; ang mga handa. Matapos kumain, si &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; at ako ay ang mga tumira sa videoke. &lt;strong&gt;“I Will Survive”&lt;/strong&gt;, “&lt;strong&gt;Dreaming of You&lt;/strong&gt;”, pati ang &lt;strong&gt;“ABC Song”&lt;/strong&gt; tinira namin :D. Iniwan ko sila ni Ate Riz at ang iba’y pumunta na rin. Umakyat sa taas upang mag-food trip at ako’y namahinga nang kaunti. Medyo nalungkot ako sapagkat hindi na namin mapapanuod ang mga dinala kong “pelikula”: ang regalo ko sa klase na gawa sa “Movie Maker” at ang &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The Descent”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dahil nag-videoke nalang sila. Dala na naman ng emosyon, binigay ko na agad ang mga awards at napansin ng karamihan na ako’y galit, well medyo lang naman. Nag-stay ako sa labas, nag-swing at nagduyan kami ni Zelle, para malubos ang view. Thanks sa best friend kong si Lance at cinomfort niya ako sa aking &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;20% anger&lt;/span&gt;. Sinalang na nila ang ginawa kong slideshow na nakapagpaiyak kay Lance dahil mamimiss niya ang klase. Ang iba ay natuwa at natawa :). Nang matapos, awarding ulit, ako ang nanguna rito at pinangaralan ko ang mga kaklase ko. After ng awarding, cinonvince nila ako na aminin na kung sino si “Against the Law” – from my previous post: “Kapag Tumibok ang Puso”, ang crus&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScLqV2AmPVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gIufMb-VsBc/s1600-h/DSC09788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315068171246779730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScLqV2AmPVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gIufMb-VsBc/s320/DSC09788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h ko....DATI. Nasabi ko naman after several moments :D. Nalaman na ni Kaye, pero she’ll always be my “bebeko”. Nagpasalamat din ako sa mga “katawagan” ko. Di rin natuloy ang &lt;strong&gt;Time Capsule&lt;/strong&gt; namin pero pinapanuod ko sa kanila ang disc 2 ng “The Descent”, nagulat &amp;amp; natakot sila dahil nakakatakot naman talaga. Habang nanonood ang iba, naghahanda na ang iba para umuwi at pinapanuod din namin ang “ginawa” ko kay Ms. Peligaria. Habang nagpeplay ang video, naiyak ang iba at nagyakapan na. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Emotion filled the atmosphere”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nasiyahan ako dahil natuwa naman ang aming tagapayo. Nang tapos na at naka-impake na ang lahat paalis, lumabas na kami (5:00pm) at dun nagpatuloy ang yakapan, iyakan at “mensahinan”. Natuwa ako dahil nakapag-reconcile na sina &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ate Aica &amp;amp; Kuya Joed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :D. Pinangako ko sa sarili ko na hindi ako iiyak dahil magkikita pa naman kami pero si &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Curlz&lt;/span&gt; (Winnie) ang nakapagpaiyak sa akin. I admit mamimiss ko sila for 2 months. Naiyak din ako kay &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ochie&lt;/span&gt; T_T. Nagyakapan kaming lahat, kahit hindi kami kumpleto... Doon ko nasabi na “hindi ako mawawala”, at “ako’y masaya na nahandle ko ang III – St. Albert the Great as their president.” Sabi nga ni Mrs. Cruz, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ang Albert ay Albert pa rin. Kakaiba at hindi na mauulit ang Albert na ito.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pagkatapos ng 30 mins. na paalamanan, umalis na kami, ako, mama ko, Ms. Peligaria, Frances &amp;amp; Mariz sa sasakyan ni Tita Vicky.&lt;br /&gt;2 hours biyahe muli pabalik, thanks Tita Vicky! :D. Nang makarating sa bahay, bagsak ang aking katawan at ako’y natulog. Naiyak ako dahil napanaginipan ko ang “Albert” ulit, dahil alam kong hindi na talaga mauulit ang aming batch.... masaya ako at naayos na ang lahat....mamimiss ko talaga SILA......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Farewell to you my friend, we'll see each other again. Don't worry 'cause its not the end of everything."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - lyrics from the song "Farewell to You, My Friend"&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/4808094109405043356-3659010532331081323?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3659010532331081323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=3659010532331081323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3659010532331081323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3659010532331081323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell-to-you-my-friends.html' title='Farewell to You, My Friends'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/ScLqvzue-YI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oqsY7g7QPGI/s72-c/DSC09815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-6844695924681590822</id><published>2009-02-26T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:39:45.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Hark to Where I Begun - My CCC Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa aking pananatili sa&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cainta Catholic College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sa loob ng &lt;strong&gt;5 taon&lt;/strong&gt;, marami akong naging karanasan: masaya man o malungkot, pagiging matagumpay o pagkatalo, galit at hinanakit, kahihiyan at katatawanan. Nagkaroon ako ng pagkakataon ng ma-experience ang 1 field trip, 3 recollections, 2 retreats, sangkatutak na seminars, sumali sa mga quiz bees at contests, 4 field-demos, 1 JS Prom at marami pang iba. Nakilala ko rin ang mga best friends ko sa CCC at iba’t-ibang klaseng pagtuturo ng mga guro namin. Dito rin ako natutong makaramdam ng &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;infatuation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D. Sa mga nagbabasa ng post na ito, matutunghayan ninyo ngayon ang aking mga pinagdaanan sa aking Alma Mater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADE 5: Unang Taon sa CCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dito na ako pumasok sa Cainta Catholic College, first school na nilipatan ko in my life. Dito ako tinanghal na&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “transferee”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at talagang mahirap ang proseso ng pag-aadjust. Dito ko natanto na may “chips” sa pagbili sa canteen, black pants and white na uniform (dati ay off-white na uniform and brown pants), color-coded na ID cords, mas malaking grounds at may, what they call pilot sections! Nang mabalitaan ko na may section 1, tiklop naman ako = di ko hinangad na lumapit, tumingin o dumaan sa room nila :D Ang una kong naging section sa CCC ay &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;V – St. Catherine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; under the advisory of &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Eugenia Rizza B. Atienza&lt;/strong&gt;, ang unang “nanay” ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang pinaka-una kong nakilala ay si &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Adrian Bauzon&lt;/span&gt;. Nung una ko siyang makilala, naging close kami kaagad at nalaman ko na St. Catherine ang section niya kaya sabay kami sa pagpasok. Isa rin siyang transferee. Nang nagsimula na ang 1st day of class, nagkaroon ng “lipatan” ng sections ang ibang students. Nasama si Adrian, lumipat siya sa kabilang section. Naisip ko wala na akong makakausap, siya na nga lang ang nakasundo ko ay nawala pa. Naging &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ako nung 1st day, pero nakilala ko naman sina Ivan Parero at ang aking kauna-unahang BEST friend ko sa CCC na si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lance Gerome A. Dela Cruz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D at ang una kong “ate” na si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agatha Vernie Cuaresma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As the days pass, na-elect ako bilang &lt;strong&gt;Class President&lt;/strong&gt; na talagang hindi ko expected kasi di pa naman nila ako kilala para maging presidente nila! Dahil sa hindi pagkakaunawaan especially tungkol sa pagiging president ko, ang una at huli kong nakaaway sa pananatili ko sa CCC ay si &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jonell Coral&lt;/span&gt; na pagkatapos din ng 2 araw ay naayos namin ang gusot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpaka-normal akong mag-aaral nung Grade 5 at sa aking pagsisikap, salamat kay BRO, ay naging &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;top 1&lt;/span&gt; ako (w/ modesty aside for 3x). Ang saya ko nung Grade 5, lagi kaming magkasama ni Lance, at mayroon din kaming friendly competition nun :D Dito ko rin nakilala ang kauna-unahan kong “crush” na si &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Juzelle Javier&lt;/span&gt;, na ngayon ay best friend ko na :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang most unforgettable experience ay nung &lt;strong&gt;September 23, 2004&lt;/strong&gt; ata, yung &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“embarrassing encounter” ko sa V – St. Anne&lt;/span&gt; (section 1 for 5th grade). Inutusan ako ni &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Magsino&lt;/strong&gt; na i-announce nung uwian ang project nila for 2nd grading period. Pagkautos sa akin ay bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko.. tugdug...tugdug...tugdug...dahil kinabahan ako siyempre ay makakaharap ko ang pinakamatatalino na mag-aaral sa 5th grade! Inisip ko na puro siguro nakasalamin ang nasa St. Anne...Moving on, pagkaakyat ko, kahit uwian na, nandun pa rin ang St. Anne, buong-buo, magugulo, naglalaro sa loob ng room nila. Tapos tinapangan ko ang aking sarili at nakipag-usap ako sa isa sa kanila: lalaki na may mga “ponytail” sa buhok na nakalimutan ko na kung sino. Nung nagsasalita palang ako, sabi niya na sa loob ko raw sabihin yung project – hinila na niya ako papasok sa room at pinatayo sa platform, gitna ng buong room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“May i-aannounce daw SIYA!” – unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Inexplain ko naman yung pinautos sa akin ni Mrs. Magsino, habang nagsasalita ako, may nakita akong nagbubulungan at may narinig akong “lait” na maliit ako (totoo naman na maliit ako nun :). Ang mga naalala kong mga mukha ay sina &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rod De Vera, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pau&lt;/span&gt;, Kuya Joed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ludi...&lt;/span&gt;yun lang. Pero ang naalala ko nang pagkatapos kong magsalita ay nag-walk-out ako dahil hindi naman nila ako pinapakinggan, napahiya ako nang husto nun, pinagtawanan nila ata ako sa pag-alis ko na may kasamang “SALAMAT” na may tonong pang-aasar. Haixt. Kaya simula nun, nagkaroon ako ng konting pagkainis sa “pilot section”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagtatapos ng Grade 5, naging masaya ako dahil nakadalo ako sa Araw ng Pagkilala na mayroon akong mga naiuwing parangal, thanks BRO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADE 6: Panahon ng Pagsisikap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;SY 2005-2006: Ito ang naging batch na kinabilangan ko nung ako’y nasa ika-6 na baitang. Kami ng aking matalik na kaibigan na si Lance ay mapalad? na napabilang sa VI – Our Lady of Light (ang section 1 nung Grade 6) under &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Almira Braga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ang aming section ay binuo ng halos kalahati ng dating V – St. Anne. Naisip ko, “nandito na ako sa pinakakinatatakutan kong mga tao”.  Si Lance lang ang lagi kong kausap sa mga unang araw. Sinubukan ko ring makipag-socialize sa iba naming kaklase. Ang una kong nakilala mula sa St. Anne ay sina &lt;strong&gt;Winnie Eliab&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Louise Quicho&lt;/strong&gt;. Naging &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Asst. Secretary&lt;/span&gt; rin ako ng klase at una kong pagkakataon na tumakbo sa Student Coordinating Council at pinalad akong manalo bilang &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Secretary ng buong Elementary Level.&lt;/span&gt; Sa aking pagkapanalo sa SCC, nakilala ko naman ang isa ko pang best friend na si &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ludi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa payo ng aking dating adviser na huwag magpabaya sa pag-aaral, nagsikap ako nang husto nung Grade 6. At dahil sa aking mga pagsisikap ay nagulat ako na &lt;strong&gt;pumangalawa ako sa mga achievers&lt;/strong&gt; :D. Natuwa na ako nun at napag-isipan kong mag-aral pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito ko unang naranasan na magkaroon ng retreat (overnight) na ibig sabihin ay hindi ako matutulog for the 1st time sa bahay namin. Sa aming retreat, inatake ako ng hika at dun ko na-realize na may concern naman pala ang mga kaklase ko (boys) sa akin dahil parang “binantayan” nila ako nung matutulog na. Special thanks kay &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zeejay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lance&lt;/span&gt; nun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung Grade 6 din, Christmas party, kami nina Ate Sharms, Ranelyn, Winnie at iba pang girls ay pumunta sa Sta. Lucia Mall. Nagsaya lang kami nun at ito rin ay ang una kong “gala”:D. Naalala ko na naubos nang husto ang mga baon naming pera sa kakalaro sa &lt;strong&gt;“Piso Game”&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story, sa aming graduation, thanks kay BRO and with modesty aside, ako’y naging 2nd honors (&lt;strong&gt;salutatorian&lt;/strong&gt;) with 2 extra awards :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST YEAR HIGH SCHOOL: Panibagong Yugto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na ang mga maliligayang araw sa Elementarya at panibagong yugto sa buhay-estudyante ang pagpasok sa mataas na paaralan. Ako ay napabilang sa &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I – St. James&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; under the advisory ng isa sa mga pinakamabait na aking mga naging guro na si &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. Sabina “Babes” San Jose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Una kong naisip na mas mahihirap ang mga lessons sa High School, mas magugulong kaklase, mas maraming activites at iba pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-elect ako muli bilang &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Class President&lt;/span&gt; ng aming klase. Agad akong napalapit sa aking mga kaklase at naging magkakaibigan din kami :D. Ang pagkakakilala nila sa akin ay dakilang “addict” ng &lt;strong&gt;Kapamilya Deal or No Deal&lt;/strong&gt; :D. Ang malimit ko namang kasama nun ay sina&lt;strong&gt; Lloyd Borja&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Edward Fabz&lt;/strong&gt; at si &lt;strong&gt;Kuya Marvs&lt;/strong&gt;. Masaya ang section namin talaga at hindi magiging masaya ito kung wala ang mga pasaway naming kaklase pero mababait sila. Naalala ko na sa sobrang galit ko sa kanila ay hinagis ko ang aking bag sa room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman masyadong makuwento nung First Year except nung &lt;strong&gt;November 16, 2006&lt;/strong&gt; na pagkatapos namin sa Computer class, nalate kami ni Lloyd dahil may inutos ang isang teacher sa amin. Siguro mga 5 minutes kaming nalate at nung ako muna ang pumasok sa room, nandun na si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Lilia Mendoza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Math Teacher namin), nakatingin sa akin, sa sobrang taranta hindi na ako nakapag-sorry na na-late ako. Nung ako’y umupo na, nagparinig si Ms. Mendoza na nakalimutan ko na kung ano yun basta may revelance sa pagiging late sa klase. Naramdaman ko na umiinit na ang aking mukha kasama ang pamumula sa sobrang pagkahiya at lungkot. Di ko namalayan na umiyak na ako nun sabay sabi ni Ate Reyna (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ranelyn&lt;/span&gt; – seatmate ko :D) na practical joke lang yun. Tawanan ang lahat :D. Birthday ng mama ko ay umiyak ako haha. Ginanon din si Lloyd at di naman siya umiyak, ako lang talaga ang mababaw ang luha :D Hay si miss talaga, nakakatuwa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 2007&lt;/strong&gt;, kami nina Lloyd at Edward ay nag-swimming sa &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Gem’s Resort&lt;/span&gt; na supposedly ay buong I – St. James. Hindi sila nagsipunta kaya kaming tatlo nalang. May pangyayari nun na muntik na malunod si Edward! Pero buti nalang, nakaahon siya kaagad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up, with modesty aside, ako’y halos himatayin dahil nung 4th grading period ay nakatanggap ako ng dalawang &lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt; na marka sa report card (EP and conduct). :D Di ko talaga makakalimutan ang resulta ng aking pagsisikap noon :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECOND YEAR HIGH SCHOOL: Career at New Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Second Year, para sa akin ang PINAKAMASAYA kong panahon sa High School. Ako ay napabilang sa &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;II – Gabriel&lt;/span&gt; under the advisory of &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms. Jean Charlie Waker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ang adviser kong palaban at concern sa kanyang mga students :D. Na-elect akong Class President at ako na naman ang nagdala ng hirap at pasan para sa aking mga kaklase. Marami akong naranasan nung 2nd year tulad ng nakapunta ako sa 3 iba’t-ibang schools sa labas ng campus: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Magi’s Academy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;UP Los Banos&lt;/span&gt; at nakalimutan ko na ang isa. Masasabi ko n tight ang samahan ng aming section. Nameet ko rito ang naging 2nd “ate” ko na si &lt;strong&gt;Charlene Fabro&lt;/strong&gt; na naging best friend ko rin at mas naging close kami ni &lt;strong&gt;Juzelle&lt;/strong&gt; (naging best friend ko na rin siya) :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan ko rin ang hirap ng pagiging achiever dahil sa pag-iinform ng overall rank 1 ko nun. Mahirap mapanatili ang ganung standing, sa dami ng mga magagaling na mag-aaral pero talagang di ko expected yun na na-overall ako :D. Talagang masasabi ko na nagsikap ako nang husto nung 2nd year. Hinarap ko ang mga pinaka-kinatukan kong Genetics, Homeostasis, Intermediate Algebra, Florante at Laura &amp;amp; si &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Manuel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, na talagang mahigpit dahil dapat kaming magsalita ng straight English sa kanyang period pero nakaya naman namin :D Ngayon taon din ay iisa lamang ang naging ABSENT ko  (sayang..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagtatapos ng 2nd Year, napanatili ko ang pagiging “&lt;strong&gt;overall&lt;/strong&gt;”, thanks BRO! Sa Araw ng Pagkilala ay una kong maranasan na magkabulutong :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIRD YEAR HIGH SCHOOL: Period of Maturity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sa III – St. Albert the Great na tayo! I have a separate post for this....so abangan niyo nalang :D Pero masasabi ko lang ay dito ko nakilala nang husto ang mga best friends ko: sina Lance, Juzelle, Ludi, Liza, Marianne at Kuya Joed... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-6844695924681590822?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6844695924681590822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=6844695924681590822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6844695924681590822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/6844695924681590822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/02/hark-to-where-i-begun-my-ccc-life.html' title='Hark to Where I Begun - My CCC Life'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-4284398519746113148</id><published>2009-02-21T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:28:46.906-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Outcome of My Efforts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 19, 2009:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ito ang date kung kailan ko natanggap ang aking report card. Naalala ko na galing ako sa school clinic namin dahil nag-undergo ako ng "asphyxiation" or hirap sa paghinga. Habang dinaan ko ang room ng section ng III - St. John, inabot ni Miss Peligaria ang mga cards namin nina &lt;strong&gt;Pau&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Celine&lt;/strong&gt;. Ang mga report cards ng mga kaklase namin ay ibinigay sa kanila nung Feb.17 pero wala kami nun dahil sa MAPSA. Ipinaskil na sa wall ng room namin ang top 10 at achievers. &lt;strong&gt;TOP 2&lt;/strong&gt; ako consistently, to be honest may feeling of kaunting disillusionment dahil I knew that I gave my very best shot nung 3rd grading pero I think that God really has better plans siguro...&lt;/span&gt; TIME will come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga grades ko ay bahagyang nagsibaba pero yung iba ay tumaas naman. For me, the card's results are just too memorable for two reasons. Observe them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time to show my grades very publicly, I &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; boast them, I'm just &lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt; of the outcome of my efforts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C.L:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;99.20&lt;/span&gt; *no change :D - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipino:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;96.90&lt;/span&gt; * -2.45 :) - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;95.35&lt;/span&gt; * +0.75 :D - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;90.15&lt;/span&gt; * -5.95 :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;96.90&lt;/span&gt; * +1.5 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.P:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;92.65&lt;/span&gt; *-0.65 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.L.E: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;100.00&lt;/span&gt; *+1.7 :D - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAPEH:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;96.17&lt;/span&gt; *-0.39 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EP:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;98.95&lt;/span&gt; *+0.60 :D - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;98.65&lt;/span&gt; *+2.25 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conduct:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;97.01&lt;/span&gt; *+0.75 :D - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lubos ako na nagulat sa card ko...di ko expected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Average&lt;/strong&gt;: 95.97 ata (pag lahat-lahat: 96.53)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yan ang mga resulta ng aking pagpupuyat, pagod, hirap, pawis at iba pa nung 3rd Grading Period! Hay... God is very good :D Thanks BRO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*especially sa 3rd time ng pagkakaroon ng ____% thanks BRO for guiding me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the next and final grading pati next year, I promise myself to do my best...whatever the result, I'll still endeavor to reach my dreams when I grow up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congratulations kay &lt;strong&gt;Pau&lt;/strong&gt;, consistent in top 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congratulations sa &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LPJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nasa top 5 tayong tatlo :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congrats kay &lt;strong&gt;Juzelle&lt;/strong&gt;, yung tulong ko pala ay beneficial sa'yo: Top 30 (naks..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congrats kay &lt;strong&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/strong&gt;: top 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at sa lahat... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-4284398519746113148?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4284398519746113148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=4284398519746113148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/4284398519746113148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/4284398519746113148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/02/outcome-of-my-efforts.html' title='Outcome of My Efforts'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-2081355848132104052</id><published>2009-02-21T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:33:38.348-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>The Night in High Spirits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SaDpLTmu-BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tP5wkGJjfr0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305496741493012498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SaDpLTmu-BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tP5wkGJjfr0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 14, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Ang araw na ito ay naging significant sa buhay ng bawat tao sa buong mundo, most especially rin sa mga 3rd at 4th Year High School students sa iba’t-ibang schools na nagkaroon ng &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Juniors-Seniors’ Promenade Night&lt;/span&gt; nung araw na iyon. Therefore, 2-in-1 celebration ang araw na iyon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VALENTINE’S DAY + JS PROM = BLISS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited nung &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Valentine’s Day&lt;/span&gt; hindi dahil sa mayroon akong date kundi dahil sa JS Prom namin sa CCC. Ako’y nagising nang 9:00am at naligo at pagkatapos ay nakipag-chat sa aking mga friends sa YM. Ito lang ang ginawa ko hanggang sa mag-3:00pm na. Nang sumapit ang alas-tres, nakatanggap kami ng nakalulungkot na balita na hindi makakapunta ang tito na sana ay susunduin kami sa bahay at ihahatid kami sa school via &lt;strong&gt;Innova&lt;/strong&gt;, sayang sosyal sana ang entrance ko sa school :D. Nang ito’y mabalitaan namin, nalaman din namin na ang mga grandparents ko nalang ang susundo sa amin via meter cab. Agad nagbihis kami ng mama at daddy ko dahil baka ma-late kami sa kadahilanan na bisperas ng &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fiesta sa Taytay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at trapik noon. &lt;strong&gt;3:45pm&lt;/strong&gt; – Nakabihis na kami at dumating na ang lolo at lola ko. Nang kumpleto na ang lahat, kami’y umalis patungong school sakay ng taxi ng napakamabait naming driver (naks naman siya... :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako’y medyo nahiya noon dahil napaka&lt;strong&gt;-“early-bird”&lt;/strong&gt; ko. Dumating kami sa CCC nang 4:30pm pero pinadiretso namin ang taxi sa Jolibee para kumain – masyado pang maaga kasi eh... Habang nasa Jolibee, nag-giGM muna ako sa mga friends ko hanggang sa makita ko sina &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Pura&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Arciaga&lt;/strong&gt; sa kabilang table. Binati naman namin sila... (umasa ako na may “early-bird” award ako dahil nakita naman ako ni Sir Pura hehe... :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos naming kumain (pero hindi ako kumain to keep my neatness..:D), pumunta na kami sa school. Sa akala na wala akong kasama, nandun si Kuya Marvs with the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chico family&lt;/span&gt;. Kami muna ang magkakasama noon, hanggang sa dumating si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aphreil&lt;/span&gt;. Nagkodakan muna kami hanggang sa dumating na iba kong mga kaklase. Pumasok na kami sa CCC. Sa pagpasok ko, na-realize ko na ako lang ang naka-light brown na coat with blue long sleeves = kakaiba ako nung gabing iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nasa loob, kodakan ulit at bigayan ng flowers. Nag-7pm na, hindi pa rin nagsimula ang programa. Talking mode muna sa mga boys at chikahan sa girls kasama ang tuksuhan sa pagbibigay ng flowers. Binigay ko na rin ang flowers ko sa partner kong napakaganda na si Ms. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Frances Anne G. Brecia&lt;/span&gt; at sa napaka-elegant naming adviser na si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Myra Peligaria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Nang matapos ang misa, nag-entrance na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang kami’y nasa venue, kami’y namangha sa ganda nito. Sa bawat paglakad ng mag-papartner, may picture taking. Kami ay pina-upo sa designated tables namin, 9 heads per table. Naging mga ka-table ko sina: Winnie (a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;ate Showie&lt;/strong&gt; :D), Yanna, Pau, Kaye, my partner, Jerome, Roemer at si Kuya Joed. Nagjoke-joke muna kami, tawanan at nasa talking mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nang mag-entrance na ang lahat ng sections, program proper na. After ng mga remarks, kami na ang unang nagsayaw ng &lt;strong&gt;cotillion&lt;/strong&gt;. Kinakabahan kami nung oras na iyon at pinagpapawisan. Nang kami’y nagsasayaw na, halatang conscious ang lahat dahil nanonood si Monsi :D at mas conscious ako kasi ako lang ang merong kakaibang damit = &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“center of attraction”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ako so what I did was I danced my very best nung night na yun. After several minutes, tapos na rin ang sayaw, as usual, pagod, pinagpawisan at hiningal. Then, nanuod kami ng cotillion ng ibang sections...with modesty aside, kami ata ang pinaka-“alive” na sayaw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the cotillions, DINNER time! Ang sasarap ng mga pagkain noon! Hindi ko nalang idedescribe kasi baka matakam ang mga magbabasa nitong post :D. After ng dinner ay ang pinaka-favorite part ng lahat, lalo ako......ang....DANCE PARTY (from 11:00pm – 4:00pm (5 hours nonstop)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masasabi ko na ang JS Prom ang pinakamasayang gabi ng buhay ko. Kaming III – St. Albert the Great ay naging suki sa dance floor. Kapag maganda ang tugtog, dun kami sumasayaw, pag naging hindi maganda, upo muna para rin makapagrest. Nabilang ko na halos naka-20 + songs ang aming nasayaw. Ang mga naalala kong sinayaw naming todo bigay ay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single Ladies! :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy (can’t you see I’m happy now...)&lt;br /&gt;Please Don’t Stop the Music&lt;br /&gt;Closer ata&lt;br /&gt;At iba pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami ang mga naging formats ang sayaw namin. Sa 80’s, may &lt;strong&gt;“pila-pila”&lt;/strong&gt; factor na train-train type. Sa mga Pop at RNB, bumubuo kami ng circle = bigger circle minsan tapos raising hands in the ayer... Kembot dun, bali-buto rito, buhat dito at breakdance dito with matching dry ice (smoke) on the side kasama ang laser lights at colorful disco-ball like reflections! Crowded most of the times ang dance floor, masikip, mainit pero masayang magsayaw. Walang hiyaan dapat! :D But, dapat mahiya ang iba kong mga kaklase dahil sa pinaggagawa nila nung dance party, tutol talaga ako sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“take-it-off”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gimik na ginawa nila kina Lance, Edward, Kuya Marvs, Kuya Joed at may iba pa atang boys...para kasing walang &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“etiquette”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I know it’s part of the “happiness” pero sana gawin nila yun pag matured na sila nang husto (siguro pag adult na sila, wag munang adolescent – 14,15 or 16 years old.) L FYI: HINDI at AYOKONG sumama sa ganun, nakita ko lang ang nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga sweet dances din, I kept my promise dahil nasayaw ko ang halos lahat sa 29 girls namin including Ms. Peligaria. Ang hindi ko lang nasayaw ay sina &lt;strong&gt;Juzelle&lt;/strong&gt; (umuwi siya nang maaga) at si &lt;strong&gt;FS: Marianne&lt;/strong&gt; (dahil hindi siya pinayagang magsayaw after her rest in Dengue) making it a total of &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whom I danced with. Nagpatuloy pa rin kami sa pagsasayaw nang masaya, para kaming nakawala sa “hawla” (sabi ng mama ko meaning free and enjoy kami na binigyan namin ng relaxation ang aming mga sarili sa haggard na pag-aaral). As in nawala ang stress naming lahat, at yun ang time na pinaka-pinagpawisan ako. Basta ang feeling ay talagang masaya, nagsaya lang kami as in &lt;strong&gt;disco life&lt;/strong&gt;...At ang pinaka hindi ko malilimutan na ginawa ko or I should say namin sa finale ng sayaw, ay nung binuhat ako nina Lakan at Kuya Joed (ako lang nun) at nagsayaw kami ng “Happy” (can’t you see I’m happy now...). Inisip ko nun na makikita ako ng mga teachers.. hehe pero masaya talaga!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Dance:&lt;/strong&gt; Frances Anne G. Brecia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Dance:&lt;/strong&gt; Ranelyn D.C. Osorio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# of Girls danced with:&lt;/strong&gt; 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teacher I Danced with:&lt;/strong&gt; Ms. Myra Peligaria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longest Dance:&lt;/strong&gt; Kaila R. Manalad (4 minutes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest Dance:&lt;/strong&gt; Ranelyn D.C. Osorio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hardest Dance/s with:&lt;/strong&gt; Raisa Lara A. Brillo and Sharmaine F. Florante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance Modes I'm in:&lt;/strong&gt; "Train-train" and "Circles"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longest mins. in DF:&lt;/strong&gt; 20 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dun nagtapos ang aming JS Prom. I’m looking forward to the next and last one namin next school year. Jubilee Year na yun so extra special siguro yun. I’m so EXCITED and I JUST CAN’T HIDE it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-2081355848132104052?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2081355848132104052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=2081355848132104052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2081355848132104052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/2081355848132104052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/02/night-in-high-spirits.html' title='The Night in High Spirits'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SaDpLTmu-BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tP5wkGJjfr0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-803730620064532359</id><published>2009-02-13T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:41:13.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foundation days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>3 Days of Sentiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302501068072972514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZEoKeecOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9LyIm1Hz-kQ/s320/AU2MRZCCATOLEBLCAO2V3OVCAJAHIVHCAYOGM9ICA87EVMJCAFD160ZCA1M4JU3CAZNM0NICACHRBJMCA5RUBTGCAJBODFZCA7RD076CANFHORWCACS9404CAXGHSTQCAU5FJN8CACWNUPPCAACAVXS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Boredom is just the reverse side of fascination: both depend on being outside rather than inside a situation, and one leads to the other.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; - Arthur Schopenhauer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naging masaya ngunit most of the time, &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt; ang naging Foundation Week. Dahil malapit-lapit ang aking kaarawan, sinamantala ko nang manglibre ng mga tickets (rides) to my friends: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lance&lt;/span&gt; (2x), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/span&gt; (3x), &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Chyrill&lt;/span&gt; (2x), &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Juzelle&lt;/span&gt; (once), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lakan&lt;/span&gt; (once), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kaila&lt;/span&gt; (once), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rane&lt;/span&gt; (once) &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pau&lt;/span&gt; (once).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1: Bliss and Exhilaration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naniniwala lagi ako na sa bawat hirap ay may kapalit na ginhawa at ito ay ang &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;49th Fou&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZIJjohlCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/15_0KkmuNhw/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302504940296573986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZIJjohlCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/15_0KkmuNhw/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ndation Week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ng aming paaralan kanina lamang. Kaming mga officers sa aming silid-aralan ay sinabihang pumasok nang maaga (7am) upang maging preparasyon para sa isang misa. Habang nasa loob ng aming silid-aralan, kami ay nakinig sa aming mga kanta o musika mula sa aming mga cellular phones na aking pinalakas pa gamit ang aking speakers :D. Naglaro rin kami ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stack-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at hinanda ang aming mga props para sa &lt;strong&gt;“The Congo”.&lt;/strong&gt; Nagkaroon din ng pictorial sa loob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa misa sa pagbubukas ng Foundation Week, ako, si &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Celine&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Lance&lt;/span&gt; ay naatasan ni &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gng. Maranan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na kunan ng litrato ang misa para sa Ginintuang Uhay. Kami ni Celine ang gagawa ng artikulo rito. Ako rin ay natuwa dahil nakita ko na rin sa personal si Mayor Mon Ilagan na nasa misa kanina. Sinundan ng isa pang programa ang misa, ang pagbibigay parangal sa mga employees ng CCC (Best in Attendance at Years of Service) pati ang mga mag-aaral na lumahok sa mga kompetisyon sa labas ng institiusyon. Kasama kami rito ni &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya Karl Daliposa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (dahil &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grand Champion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kami sa &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DLSU Computer Quiz Bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; noong ika-23 ng Enero ngayong taon). Kami kasama si G. RV Cruz ay umakyat sa entablado upang ipakita kay Msgr. Arnel Lagarejos ang 2 tropeo, kasama ang photo session. Kinuhanan ako ng best friend kong si &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, at abot langit ang ngiti dahil sa magandang tunog na palakpakan .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang matapos ang lahat ng programa, kami ay malaya na! Sa silid-aralan muna kami nanatili upang maglaro&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZK8fo248I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pcsmpu2MdkU/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302508014420812738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZK8fo248I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pcsmpu2MdkU/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, mag-picturan at magsanay ng “The Congo”. Nasa silid kami hanggang ika-1 ng hapon at ako’y nabagot na dahil walang nais mag-rides. Ngunit kaninang umaga, kami nina Ludi, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Liza&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zelle&lt;/span&gt; ay “sumakay” sa libreng ride – ang &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fire exit ng paaralan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pulang hagdanan na napakataas). Habang nasa loob ng silid, nagpicturan muna ako kasama ng aking mga kaklase: &lt;strong&gt;Melissa, Kuya Joed, Ate Reyna, Ate Ba,&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Winnie&lt;/strong&gt;, kasama rin ang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;L-P-J&lt;/span&gt; :D. Dahil walang magawa, naglaro kami ng UNO muli, kasabay ng asaran namin ni Kuya Joed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika-2 ng hapon, sa wakas ay may nakumbinse na akong sumakay sa Ferris Wheel: sina &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kaye&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pau&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rane&lt;/span&gt;. Nilibre ko na silang tatlo dahil pumayag silang sumakay :D parang &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birthday treat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ko na rin sa kanila. Talagang nakakahilo pero masaya sa Ferris Wheel! Nakakalula at masarap ilabas ang emosyon lalo ang galit at inis sa pamamagitan ng pagsigaw sa ere. Katabi ko si Ate Reyna sa una kong sakay dito ngayong araw. Pagkatapos ay kami naman nina Zelle, Lakan at pinsan kong si &lt;strong&gt;Ate Che&lt;/strong&gt; (Chyrill). Nilibre ko rin silang tatlo at sa aking pangalawang sakay, doon na ako nahilo – katabi ko si pinsan sa pangalawa kong sakay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng dalawang sakay sa Ferris Wheel, kami ay pumunta sa Garden of Peace upang panuorin ang presentasyon ng &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CCC Chorale&lt;/span&gt; sa kanilang pagkanta ng mga awitin mula sa &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miss Saigon&lt;/span&gt;. Ang ganda ng mga kasuotan nila, at ang pinaka-napansin ko ay ang magkasalungat na kulay na porma ni &lt;strong&gt;Czarina&lt;/strong&gt;, puti ang suot at &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pula ang sapatos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D at pati na rin ay malaking long sleeves ni &lt;strong&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/strong&gt;! Naging maganda at maayos naman ang presentasyon nila, ngunit natabunan nang kaunti ng piano ang kanilang mga boses kasama ang mga sigawan ng mga mag-aaral. :D Ngunit, overall, maganda! At panghuli, nagperform ang mga CCC Idols na sina G. Arcilla, Gng. Atienza, Bb. Bautista, G. Usares at G. Morado, deserving sa kanilang titulo. Mag iika-4 na ng hapon nang ako’y antukin at patago akong umuwi, hindi na ako nakapagpaalam sa aking mga kaklase kasama si &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2: Delight, Exasperation &amp;amp; Sadness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinlano ko na magpalate at pumasok nang 9:00am kanina upang ma-enjoy pa ang mahaba-habang tulog pagkatapos gawin ang 2 pang articles sa Ginintuang Uhay kinagabihan. Ngunit sa paggising ko nang 7:00am, nakatanggap ako ng &lt;strong&gt;SMS message&lt;/strong&gt; mula kay pinsan (Chyrill) na performance na raw namin sa darating na 9:00am ng Speech Choir ng “The Congo”. Ito ang naging dahilan ng aking pagmamadaling umalis mula sa Angono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang ako’y nakarating sa classroom, ako’y nagulat na bukas na ito bagkus na nasa akin ang susi. Aking naisip na hiniram na nila ang spare key mula sa guardhouse. Paglapag ng aking bag sa aking upuan, ako’y nagmadaling nagbihis sa CR: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maong shorts, sandals at white s&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZGM6m-AgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tIPw9NcrYWk/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302502798980416002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZGM6m-AgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tIPw9NcrYWk/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hirt&lt;/span&gt;. Sa aking pagbalik sa room, ang aking mga kaklase ay may make-up at costume na pang-cannibal at civilized. Napansin ako ni Ate Riz at sabi niya ay magpalit ako ng damit dahil hindi tugma na “pang-hiking” iyon. Buti nalang at &lt;strong&gt;may extra shirt si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: gray = first time kong magsuot ng gray shirt sa buong buhay ko dahil puro puti ang mga damit ko :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00am&lt;/strong&gt;: Kaming III – St. Albert the Great ay naghanda para sa aming performance para sa &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The Congo”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Handa na ang lahat at nagsimula na ang program. Kami ay pangalawang nagperform pagkatapos ng 1st Year. Nang kami na, nagkaroon ng confusions dahil nagpanic ang iba at mali ang napuntahang side ng stage. Mabuti nalang at naayos agad. Habang kami’y nagtatanghal, ako’y nagseryoso nang husto para sa aming performance at napansin ko ang ganda ng aming palabas. Nang kami’y matapos, mataas ang aking paniniwala na kami’y may pag-asang manalo dahil sa dami at lakas ng palakpakan at sa papuri ni &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Arcilla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sa amin. At for trivia, dahil sa sobrang makatotohanan ng finale, sa aming pagbagsak (dahil namatay kaming lahat sa palabas), nasugatan ako sa tuhod. I think I gave my very best sa Speech Choir, at inialay ko yun kay &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ate Riz&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:00am:&lt;/strong&gt; Pagkatapos ng Choral Recitation, kaming &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-P-J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pati sa &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms. Peligaria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ay nanuod ng Spelling Bee. Kasali rito sina &lt;strong&gt;Pau&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Frances&lt;/strong&gt; at&lt;strong&gt; ZJ&lt;/strong&gt;. Winish ko rin ng good luck ang aking mga friends na kasali rin na sina &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bernadette Yosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wesley Quiballo&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ivan Parero&lt;/span&gt;. Sa mga unang salita, marami ang nagkamali pero buti na lamang ay &lt;strong&gt;“brochure”&lt;/strong&gt; ang kay ZJ, madali at tumama siya. Kay Pau, &lt;strong&gt;“coiffure”,&lt;/strong&gt; nagkamali siya at na-eliminate (sayang! :D) at kay &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZIJrAkYOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VFkMjc017H4/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302504942276468962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZIJrAkYOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VFkMjc017H4/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frances, &lt;strong&gt;“morose”,&lt;/strong&gt; tumama siya. Nang matapos, kami’y bumalik sa room ay naglaro sina &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ate Reyna&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; at&lt;/span&gt; Kaila&lt;/span&gt; ng&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “Deal or No Deal”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na dinala ko. Habang kami’y naglalaro, aming nabalitaan na na-eliminate na rin sina ZJ &amp;amp; Frances. Sayang pero ok lang yun. :D Dahil sa sobrang interruptions sa laro namin, nagugulo ang studio at laging may “commercial break”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:30pm&lt;/strong&gt;: “Break” ng Deal or No Deal namin dahil nanuod kami nina Kaila at Rane ng field-demo. Pinakamaganda na napanuod namin ay ang “Tiny Bubbles” na performance = Hawaiian ng First Year. Ang ku-cute nila kasi :D. Nang kami’y bumalik, natapos na rin sa wakas ang laro at ang kanilang napanalunan ay tumataginting ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“$0”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (applaud please :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:45pm&lt;/strong&gt;: Nagsama-sama ang St. Albert sa Garden of Peace upang pakinggan kung sino ang nanalo sa Spelling Bee at Speech Choir. Samantala, nang kami ni pinsan Chyrill ay pumunta sa room upang kunin ang aming mga gamit, kami’y nagulat dahil may 3 lalaki na hindi namin kilala ang nakaupo. Pawang nang-aasar sila na naging dahilan ng aking pagkabagot na nadagdagan pa ng panggugulo nina Clarence at Kuya Joed sa Deal or No Deal. Mainit na ang ulo ko nang kami’y pumunta sa grounds. Para mawala ang stress namin ni Ate Chy (mainit din ang ulo ni Ate dahil nagkakalat na naman ang mga kaklase namin sa room), sumakay kami sa &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Caterpillar&lt;/span&gt;. Nawala nang kaunti ang stress at sakto sa pagbaba namin, nag-aannounce na ng mga winners. Matapos sa Spelling Bee, Speech Choir naman: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Place = Group 1 (First Year)&lt;br /&gt;2nd Place = Group 3 (Second Year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st Place = Group 2 (Third Year = kami yun!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Champion = Group 4 (Fourth Year – deserving naman eh :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalo man kami, ok lang, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; pa rin kami! :D&lt;br /&gt;Matapos i-announce na 1st place kami, umakyat kami sa stage para sa pagtanggap ng plache at photo session. Pagkatapos ay umuwi na ako, dala ang init ng ulo at lungkot dahil sa akalang nagalit ang best friend kong si &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3: Tremendous Satisfaction &amp;amp; Boredom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaga akong pumasok dahil huling araw na ng Foundation Week. Sinamantala ko na ang araw na ito sa pamamagitan ng pagbili ng maraming ticket at pang-lilibre sa iba! :D Mag-iika-9 na ng umaga at kami nina Lanz, Rane, Kaila, Pau at Chy ay naghintay na magkaroon ng tickets sa ticket booth. After 15 minutes ng pag-iikot, sa wakas ay meron na rin! Kaming 6 ay sumakay sa Ferris Wheel, as usual, mabagal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng ride, boredom struck back. Sa room lang kami at tinadtad namin ang aming mga sarili sa paglaro ng UNO Stack-O hanggang sa mag-11 na ng umaga. Ito rin ay ang araw ng aking paghingi ng sincere &lt;strong&gt;forgiveness&lt;/strong&gt; from best friend at kuya kong si Joed Abad dahil sa kasalanan ko sa kanya kinahapunan. Nang siya’y dumating (mag-11:30am), agad akong nag-sorry, pero ang funny dun ay sabi niya na hindi raw siya galit at di niya alam na napikon ako sa kanya kahapon. :D To conclude, bati na kami ulit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZIJ8wREDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OL6Nv_vZhMA/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302504947039932466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZIJ8wREDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OL6Nv_vZhMA/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halos buong araw ko kasama sina &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Clarence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pabili-bili ng &lt;strong&gt;El Bonito’s Pizza&lt;/strong&gt; lagi, nilibre ko rin sila sa rides! :D Pero most of the day, si Kuya Joed ang kasama ko, pati sa pagpanuod namin ng nakakaaliw na sayaw ng buong faculty ng CCC: ang galing sumayaw nina Ms. Peligaria, Ms. Waker at ang ganda ni Mrs. Manuel! :D Ngayon din bumisita sina &lt;strong&gt;Charlene Bueno&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Leoanne Lincuna&lt;/strong&gt;, dati kong mga classmates....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the day, puro &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stack-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lang ginawa namin, pati &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hinintay lang namin maubos ang oras. Sa pagtatapos ng araw, nilibre ko sina &lt;strong&gt;Lance &amp;amp; Joed&lt;/strong&gt; sa Caterpillar. Tapos hinintay na mag-uwian sa pamamagitan ng pakikinig ng nakaka-iritang rock band “concert” kanina. Hay... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dun nagtatapos ang Foundation Week.... ay JS Prom pa pala bukas... excited na ako:D&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/4808094109405043356-803730620064532359?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/803730620064532359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=803730620064532359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/803730620064532359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/803730620064532359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-days-of-sentiment.html' title='3 Days of Sentiment'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZZEoKeecOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9LyIm1Hz-kQ/s72-c/AU2MRZCCATOLEBLCAO2V3OVCAJAHIVHCAYOGM9ICA87EVMJCAFD160ZCA1M4JU3CAZNM0NICACHRBJMCA5RUBTGCAJBODFZCA7RD076CANFHORWCACS9404CAXGHSTQCAU5FJN8CACWNUPPCAACAVXS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7740873500663791072</id><published>2009-02-11T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T05:17:50.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My Mind and Life's in Disturbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302034185497954594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZScABWVSSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/e0dGlbIVFBs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Disturbia:&lt;/span&gt; Ito ang pamagat ng isang awitin ni &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;. Ito ay isang magnanakaw sa gabi na darating upang kunin ka, gagapang sa iyo at lalamunin ka at isang sakit ng isip na maaaring kontrolin ka at malapit sa kaginhawaan. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang iyan ang akng nadama sa mga nagdaang mga linggo at araw. Dahil sa sobrang daming gawain, nakalimutan ko na ang aking sarili at kung papaano mag-relax! Disturbia rin dahil may mga suliranin akong dapat ayusin sa aking mga kaibigan. Ang tingin ko at ng iba sa akin ay si Rihanna sa music video niyang “Disturbia”, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;puti na ang mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sumasayaw sa kama&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;paikot-ikot ang ulo&lt;/span&gt;, parang &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;robot kung gumalaw&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; itim ang paligid ng mata&lt;/span&gt; dahil sa....&lt;strong&gt;eyebags&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong nakaraang linggo, sa aming paaralan, ang aming pinagtuunan ng pansin ay ang pagsasanay sa pagsayaw para sa aming &lt;strong&gt;JS Promenade Night&lt;/strong&gt;. Wala kaming ibang ginawa kung hindi sumayaw nang sumayaw at ako ay nahirapan din sa pagsasabi o pagpapaalam sa iba naming mga guro na kung maaari bang gamitin ang oras nila upang magsayaw. Dahil sa paulit-ulit ang pagsasayaw at dahil may nagkakamali, pinayagan ako ni Bb. Simene na magpahinga pagkatapos ng isang salang, sinama ko na rin ang aking magandang kaparehang si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frances&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anne G. Brecia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D upang magpahinga rin dahil nahihilo siya kapag nagsasayaw at wala rin siyang makakasayaw tuwing practice. Ito ay ginawa namin araw-araw, sayaw lang nang sayaw, na nagdulot din ng init ng ulo ng iba, kapaguran, pagdami ng pawis sa katawan, sigawan at iba pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para rin kay &lt;strong&gt;Ate Riz&lt;/strong&gt;, at sa aming lahat, kailangan naming manalo sa &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The Congo”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; contest sa darating na ika-12 ng Pebrero dahil kung hindi ay gagawa kami ng “book reviews”, 3 nobela ang dapat basahin at hindi maaaring short stories, ito ang magsisilbing proyekto namin sa asignaturang Ingles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di rin namang maaaring mawala ang pag-aaral, kahit puro sayaw lang at The Congo nung nakaraang linggo. Pinaghandaan din namin ang ika-5 at huli naming buwanang pagsusulit na ginanap nung ika-9 hanggang ika-10 ng Pebrero 2009. Nagkaroon na ng isang formula sa isip ko sa mga gawaing iyon (para sa akin):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZScAByPE-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QEJvU38fJVs/s1600-h/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302034185614988258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZScAByPE-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QEJvU38fJVs/s320/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KAPAGURAN = SAYAW + PAG-UPO + PAG-AARAL + ARTICLES + THE CONGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawang linggo na ng Pebrero at ika-5 buwanang pagsusulit na namin! Salamat kay BRO dahil bahagyang dumali ang aming mga pagsusulit, ngunit ako ay nagsisisi sa aking kamaliang nagawa sa asignaturang Matematika na sa halip na “positive” ay “negative” ang naisulat ko L. Nakakalito naman nang husto ang &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Araling Panlipunan&lt;/span&gt; at nakakadugo ng ilong ang &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;, kahit nag-aral ako nang mabuti. Pagkatapos namin ay nagsanay kaming III – St. Albert the Great ng “The Congo”, kaunti lamang kami dahil wala ang &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CCC Chorale&lt;/span&gt; (halos ½ sa amin ay kasama rito) at salamat kay BRO, tapos na namin ang mga steps at nagawa na namin nang maayos iyon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos din ng kada araw ng pagsusulit ay nagsanay na naman kami muli ng sayaw para sa JS. Bago kami sumalang, kami ni Ate Riz ay nagkaroon ng &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tapatan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sa isa’t-isa. Naging maluwang ang aking loob nang masabi ko lahat ng aking hinanakit sa kanya. Maayos naming naayos ang suliranin at salamat muli kay BRO, magkaibigan pa rin kami :D yehey! (love you Ate Riz!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yan ang iba pa lamang sa mga dahilan na nagsanhi sa akin ng “Disturbia”. Marami pang darating, kaya dapat kong ihanda ang akng sarili dahil sabi nga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's a thief in the night, to come and grab you.."&lt;/span&gt;&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/4808094109405043356-7740873500663791072?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7740873500663791072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7740873500663791072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7740873500663791072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7740873500663791072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mind-and-lifes-in-disturbia.html' title='My Mind and Life&apos;s in Disturbia'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZScABWVSSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/e0dGlbIVFBs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7392946184097696501</id><published>2009-01-29T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:17:41.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Irony of Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gayong araw na ito sa aming paaralan ay puno ng kapaguran kahit wala masyado kaming ginawa kanina kung hindi magsayaw nang magsayaw nang magsayaw. Talagang pinaghahandaan namin &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3Hkmn4II/AAAAAAAAAGI/t8p7GKgH5AU/s1600-h/AKTXESCCANHS3WQCAO23E7OCA3BMF46CARHD2QJCA3L2PY2CAH15MF1CAKDI5N8CANC3T0JCAH5QGU3CAAKW6S1CAO1EQ6ACAI3B4QMCA6FKTQCCAFASBJWCA1XK25CCA0RFJM0CAUU9JK6CAZAD61I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715977477054594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3Hkmn4II/AAAAAAAAAGI/t8p7GKgH5AU/s320/AKTXESCCANHS3WQCAO23E7OCA3BMF46CARHD2QJCA3L2PY2CAH15MF1CAKDI5N8CANC3T0JCAH5QGU3CAAKW6S1CAO1EQ6ACAI3B4QMCA6FKTQCCAFASBJWCA1XK25CCA0RFJM0CAUU9JK6CAZAD61I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ang &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JS Prom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dahil once a year at twice in our lives lamang ito. Siyempre, to make it more special, dapat maganda rin ang sayaw namin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro kami practice kanina sa class hours namin. Kalahati na ng &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Da Coconut Nut"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ang nagawan namin ng steps at since hindi pa ito tapos, magkakaroon kami ng aking mga kagrupo ng general practice kinabukasan, upang maayos na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sumunod naman naming sinanay ay ang aming presentasyon ng &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"The Congo",&lt;/span&gt; of course still under the supervision of the very much talented &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms. Riz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and with &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s assistance. Kahit sa stage kami nagperform, ang sikat ng araw kahit 8:00am ay mainit na kaya kinailangan kong magsuot ng sumbrero upang hindi himatayin (upang hindi na maulit ang nangyari sa akin nung nakaraang araw: ("Dinaya ko ang Aking Kamatayan/ Kapalaran")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang matapos kami sa "The Congo", kami ni VP close friend &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ate Sharms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ay nagpaalam kay &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bb. Cenie Moren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at sa iba pa naming mga guro kung maaari bang magsanay para sa JS Prom. Pumayag sina &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gng. Cruz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bb. Brequillo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pati rin si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gng. Amalia&lt;/span&gt;, na laking pasasalamat namin! :D Nung time namin sa Chemistry, ang akala namin ay magtuturo pa rin si Bb. Cenie, nguni&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3qPZB6vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v0ycQq7Oe5g/s1600-h/AX2JNFICAEXFHPOCA91HO60CAIU7DNTCA296WP4CAKEHVCACAZ5BESUCA9WHI38CA9S5STDCA06YT5SCAKBH292CAA8AIR1CAFRKULICA01G63JCAXMLTVRCA40WTB9CAD13S8XCA5R093QCA1PZEG9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296716573078317810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3qPZB6vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v0ycQq7Oe5g/s320/AX2JNFICAEXFHPOCA91HO60CAIU7DNTCA296WP4CAKEHVCACAZ5BESUCA9WHI38CA9S5STDCA06YT5SCAKBH292CAA8AIR1CAFRKULICA01G63JCAXMLTVRCA40WTB9CAD13S8XCA5R093QCA1PZEG9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t pumunta lamang siya sa silid-aralan namin upang pumirma sa &lt;strong&gt;attendance sheet&lt;/strong&gt; namin. Pumayag din siya! Nang dahil sa mga pagpayag nila, mula 8:30am - 1:00pm; 2:00pm - 4:00pm, wala kaming classes, dance classes meron! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa room kami muna nagpractice hanggang sa kami'y tuluyang lumabas. Pawang may Christmas Party ang aming silid-aralan dahil inikot namin ang aming mga upuan. Sari-sari ang aking mga naging kapartner kanina: ang aking original partner, &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frances&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, si &lt;strong&gt;MM&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at si &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Jenica).. Ang saya talagang sumayaw kaya lang pag sumobra, mapapagod ako at ayoko nang mahimatay muli. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsayaw lang kami nang nagsayaw. Para talagang "free day" ang araw ngayon. Maaaring lumabas, kumain at ang best ay walang lessons! Relaxing pero physically hindi dahil nangalay ang mga binti namin sa kakasayaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon din ay naglabas ng sama ng loob si &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edexa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, na ako'y umiyak din ako sa loob-loob ko. Nilagay na rin niya ang replacement para sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A Night to Remember",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can I Have This Dance?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tapos yung mga finishing steps din. Tinuro rin nila ni &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Czarina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ang mga steps sa St. Francis, kasabay din ng tindi ng sikat ng araw. Halos maging oil spill ang mukha ko sa dami ng langis at pawis na lumabas sa noo ko at halos maging &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;tsokolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ako sa init, medyo umitim ako. Inisip ko nalang, PROM ito, PROJECT din ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko rin ang iba't-ibang pag-uugali ng mga students ng CCC kanina. May mga mainitin ang ulo, hyperactive, senti at may mga nag-emote. Katulad nalang ni &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kaila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; na nagselo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3qATBxZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JcmTcdCsxlY/s1600-h/A4UDA4CCA98WR2ICALTVHPECAVB5DD7CA3WUX00CAOZ0MM1CA7HMGBBCAJBXSD1CAX95XP7CABSF8PVCAAUVC8FCA1H6DDXCAY673KMCAEJM68QCA15BSKACALY3AIUCAENZD1PCAUC6YQGCAJ1SL5C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296716569026610578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3qATBxZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JcmTcdCsxlY/s320/A4UDA4CCA98WR2ICALTVHPECAVB5DD7CA3WUX00CAOZ0MM1CA7HMGBBCAJBXSD1CAX95XP7CABSF8PVCAAUVC8FCA1H6DDXCAY673KMCAEJM68QCA15BSKACALY3AIUCAENZD1PCAUC6YQGCAJ1SL5C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s sa kasayaw ni &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na nagpapaturo ng steps. I admit, nakakakilig yung dalawa pag ganun. Nang matapos iyon, nagsayaw silang dalawa. (love was in the air kanina). Habang ang iba ay nagbreak muna, ang nakasayaw ko ay si &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Nakakapagod talaga! Ubos na ang tubig ko, bumili ako ng dalawang cup ng &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ice cold Milo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para mapawi ang aking uhaw, buti nalang kasama ko lagi si Apple! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang mag-12, kami ay pumasok muli sa room, upang magpahinga. Hindi ko namalayan sa sobrang pagod, nakatulog ako sa room, sabi ni Raisa, nakanganga raw ako, pero patago :D! First time kong matulog sa classroom, inabot iyon ng 40 minutes. Nagising ako nang marinig ko boses ni &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gng. Galvez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na maghanda ng 1/2 crosswise para sa quiz. Kumain ako ng lunch at kami ay nagtake ng quiz. Sadly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24/25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lang ako, isa na lang, nasulat ko kasi&lt;strong&gt; "paangkin&lt;/strong&gt;" instead of &lt;strong&gt;"nag-aangkin"&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Inaantok&lt;/strong&gt; pa kasi ako nun eh, sayang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos ang quiz, nakita ko ang funny side ni Gng. Galvez, pinatawa niya kaming lahat nang kanyang sabihin na kumukha ni &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ochie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Patrick Atienza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at ang consequence na nakuha niya sa "BC Apple" na hawakan ang kamay ng crush niya. Hinawakan niya ang kamay ni&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kuya Joed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, na nakita ni Gng. Galvez, hanggang ito'y mapunta sa tuksuhan at aminan at nalaman din ng aming guro na si &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chx (MC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ang crush ni Ochie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ay nagsayaw na naman kami, 2:00pm, napakainit sa labas. Doon, kinumpleto na namin ang sayaw, from Waltz to Waltz (kulit!). Hirap ng "Can I Have This Dance?", medyo complicated pero nagawa pa rin namin. Nilipat kami sa court ni &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bb. Simene&lt;/span&gt;. May mga ginawa siyang changes sa sayaw namin. Tinanggal niya ang Waltz at iniba ang entrance namin. Hay... Ginawa niya kaming "models" sa pagrampa kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nagsasayaw kami, grabe tulo ang pawis ko lagi, kami ni &lt;strong&gt;Ate Ba&lt;/strong&gt;! Buti nalang pinagpapahinga ako ni Bb. Simene, kaya alternate ako kung magsayaw. Sinasasama ko na rin ang aking partner siyempre, pagod na rin siya. At sa wakas ay natapos kami nang 4:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapagod talaga ang araw na ito! Kahit walang lessons, tadtad naman ng sayaw! Hay... Sabi nga ni &lt;strong&gt;Apple (Jenica)....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Relax ka lang Patz. Think positive! :D"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4808094109405043356-7392946184097696501?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7392946184097696501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=7392946184097696501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7392946184097696501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/7392946184097696501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/irony-of-events.html' title='Irony of Events'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYG3Hkmn4II/AAAAAAAAAGI/t8p7GKgH5AU/s72-c/AKTXESCCANHS3WQCAO23E7OCA3BMF46CARHD2QJCA3L2PY2CAH15MF1CAKDI5N8CANC3T0JCAH5QGU3CAAKW6S1CAO1EQ6ACAI3B4QMCA6FKTQCCAFASBJWCA1XK25CCA0RFJM0CAUU9JK6CAZAD61I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-8969722231645699605</id><published>2009-01-27T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:31:18.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad luck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Saya, Lungkot, Pagod at Pagkakaibigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ay... Kay bilis talaga ng panahon. Pagkatapos mamaalam sa 2008 ay aking binati ang &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;. Sa pagsisimula ng taong ito, nakaramdam at nakaranas ako ng mga matitinding pagsubok at iba pang mga pangyayari, masaya o malungkot man, na talagang hindi ko malilimutan.&lt;br /&gt;Binati ko ang unang araw ng taong 2009 sa pagpunta sa simbahan ng &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quiapo&lt;/span&gt; kasama ng aking mga kapamilya. Nang kami’y matapos magsimba, kami ay dumiretso sa &lt;strong&gt;SM Megamall&lt;/strong&gt; (na dapat sana ay sa MOA) upang mananghalian. Kumain kami sa &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Max’s Restaurant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (na naman – almusal ko kin&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfN5JfhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uFQiaS9SVHI/s1600-h/laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320559511600658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfN5JfhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uFQiaS9SVHI/s320/laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aumagahan) at nag-order ng sobra-sobrang pagkain. Ang kinain ko (as usual) ay &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Shanghai Rice&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Max’s Chicken&lt;/span&gt; sabay ng &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7up &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;na softdrink. Nang kami’y matapos, kaming 14 ay naghiwa-hiwalay sa panunood ng sine. Kami nina &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ate Shayne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nathan &lt;/span&gt;ay nanuod ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Ang Tanging Ina N’yong Lahat”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (dahil gusto kong tumawa buong taon :D). Ang mga “adults” ay nanuod ng &lt;strong&gt;“Iskul Bukol”&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;“Baler”.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang masasabi ko lamang ay talagang nakakatawa at nakakatuwa ang pelikula ni Ms. Ai Ai. Deserving ito na manguna sa takilya &amp;amp; maging “Box Office Hit” sa MMFF. Halos lumuwa na ang aking mga mata at sumakit ang tiyan ko sa kakatawa dahil kay Ina &amp;amp; Rowena (Eugene Domingo), lalo sa mga famous quotes nila.&lt;br /&gt;“Ang batang masipag, paglaki pagod.” Etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang matapos ang napakaligayang unang araw ng taon, puno naman ng kalungkutan ang buma&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfMrhdOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nocTa7wcdfY/s1600-h/gd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320559186015458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfMrhdOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nocTa7wcdfY/s320/gd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lot sa aming tirahan, lalo na para sa akin. Pagkatapos ng 4 na araw ng pananamlay ng dalawa sa aming mga alagang aso na si &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Buck&lt;/span&gt; at si “&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Moo Time&lt;/span&gt; (Zipper)”, ay tuluyan nang lumisan sa aming piling (pagkatapos ng 2 taon). Ako’y umiyak sa buong gabi at hindi nakatulog dahil napamahal na sila sa akin. Pumanaw si Buck nung &lt;strong&gt;ika-2 ng Enero&lt;/strong&gt; samantalang si Moo Time ay pumanaw matapos ng 2 linggo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang mga sumunod na araw ay puno ng trahedya, kamalasan at kalungkutan para sa akin. Nung &lt;strong&gt;ika-4 ng Enero&lt;/strong&gt;, kami ng aking mga kaklase ay nagpunta sa tirahan ni &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zeejay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; upang mag-edit ng aming pelikula. Nang kami’y matapos, kami ni &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ay umuwi na. Nang kami ng mama ko ay nasa jeep pauwing Angono, sa Taytay ay mayroong sumakay na isang kahina-hinalang lalaki. Nagkaroon ng takot kami ng mama ko at lumipat kami ng upuan. Nang kami’y lumipat ay siya namang umalis ang lalaki. Nang ang aming jeep ay palayo na sa Taytay, aming nakita na ang lalaking iyon ay isa palang &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLDAPER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dahil muntik na niyang manakaw ang bag ng isang tumatawid na babae ngunit maraming tao ang &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bumugbog&lt;/span&gt; sa kanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagsisimula muli ng pasukan, maraming araw ang aking pinagdaanan na puno ng trabaho, kapaguran at kamalasan din. Mas naging “&lt;strong&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt;” ako ngayon sa pagbubukas ng 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Nung ika-5 &amp;amp; ika-6 ng Enero, pinalabas ang mga kauna-unahan naming mga pelikula (III – St. Albert the Great). Nandun ang “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wild Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” nina &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ate Riz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Bato sa Buhangin”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ng aming grupo na kasama ang nakahihiyang patalastas ko sa pag-spoof sa Coke :D, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“Dating Tambayan”&lt;/span&gt; na nakatutuwang love story nina &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;Yanna &lt;/span&gt;at ang pinakapaborito ko sa lahat, ang &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“C.A.B.I.N.E.T.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nina &lt;strong&gt;MM&lt;/strong&gt;, na talagang nagpatakot at nagpatawa sa akin. Ang aming mga pelikula ay pinalabas sa ibang pangkat ng Third Year, kung saan nakita nila ang aming mga kahihiyan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwing may pasok, ako’y nakakaramdam ng pagkahilo at pananamlay araw-araw ngunit pinipilit&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfJ3JieI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CtjCN2FHKmI/s1600-h/AGOE387CAWJRURZCABTD1BYCAUBSL4ACAHKTCLLCAIZ4XPTCAC3A37ICA3J5XL3CAGOM1BKCAY4D8FUCA0A5C87CA1SKQ6XCA26V0FRCAH6SXITCAO9ZD27CAO9QO5KCA255Z54CAZQDMKUCAM8U947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320558429473250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfJ3JieI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CtjCN2FHKmI/s320/AGOE387CAWJRURZCABTD1BYCAUBSL4ACAHKTCLLCAIZ4XPTCAC3A37ICA3J5XL3CAGOM1BKCAY4D8FUCA0A5C87CA1SKQ6XCA26V0FRCAH6SXITCAO9ZD27CAO9QO5KCA255Z54CAZQDMKUCAM8U947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ko pa rin na maging masigla sa paningin ng mga kaklase at guro ko. Ito’y marahil sa sobrang kapaguran mula sa tambak na mga gawain na nakaatas sa akin. Kabilang dito ay ang pagsulat ko ng &lt;strong&gt;6 na artikulo&lt;/strong&gt; para sa aming &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dyaryo&lt;/span&gt; sa paaralan. Umaabot ako ng &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 na oras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dahil sa dami ng mga ito. Dalawang artikulo nalang ang hindi ko nagagawa hanggang ngayon dahil sa daming takdang-aralin at proyekto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Tam&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPeyZiomI/AAAAAAAAAFo/SQbqmJVF4EM/s1600-h/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320552131273314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPeyZiomI/AAAAAAAAAFo/SQbqmJVF4EM/s320/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a na muna sa puro negatibong nangyari sa akin, sa magaganda naman. Ang aming pangkat (III – St. Albert) ay dumaan sa mga pagsubok sa&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt; “spelling”&lt;/span&gt; nang dalawang beses upang makuha ni &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;G. Arcilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ang top 3 spellers para sa Pebrero sa finals. Sa ngayon, ako’y pang-anim (6th) sa ranggo, may pag-asa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa asignaturang Ingles pa rin, kami ay nagpractice nang isang buong araw para sa choral recitation namin sa ika-23 ng Enero. Kailangan naming ipresent ang &lt;strong&gt;“&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Congo” ni Vachel Lindsay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Kami ay sinanay nang husto ni &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate Riz&lt;/span&gt; at ako ang&lt;strong&gt; drummer boy&lt;/strong&gt; nila. Mahirap maging drummer, tataymingan ko ang pagsalita ng aking mga kaklase na dapat ay sakto. Ang akala nung una ay madali, yun pala ay hindi. Kaya nasabi ko sa aking sarili na matapos ang “elimination” ay gusto ko nang maging “Indian” sa aming presentasyon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa rin sa mga pinagtuunan namin ng pansin ay ang paggawa ng steps para sa aming sayaw sa &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JS Prom&lt;/span&gt;. Remix ang tugtog namin, may Mambo #5, I Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You, Awitin Mo at Isasayaw Mo &amp;amp; Night to Remember. Sina Edexa ang namuno sa pagbuo ng steps at dahil isa ako sa mga “leaders”, kasama rin ako sa pagbuo nito. At nang dahil din dito, sa wakas ay nakapunta rin ako sa bahay nina Ate Riz sa Tower Hills na napakalaki at napakaganda talaga. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBO5cnj45I/AAAAAAAAAFg/6cPZ4ZHBc-U/s1600-h/ACNU5XGCA1I7EK0CAI8RCHACAQJVGE1CAQ2FFI3CAXP6HUNCAINZP1PCAYAEF38CAR656ZMCAPJ510XCA9EMEOMCAJIH92SCAXBY0IECAQ965P4CAH1CXBQCAXV72QOCAH7G053CAOSOWARCAM5D4WA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296319910629335954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 56px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBO5cnj45I/AAAAAAAAAFg/6cPZ4ZHBc-U/s320/ACNU5XGCA1I7EK0CAI8RCHACAQJVGE1CAQ2FFI3CAXP6HUNCAINZP1PCAYAEF38CAR656ZMCAPJ510XCA9EMEOMCAJIH92SCAXBY0IECAQ965P4CAH1CXBQCAXV72QOCAH7G053CAOSOWARCAM5D4WA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ming mga nangyari sa unang 26 na araw ng 2009! Ngayon din nabuo ang isa ko pang group of friends na “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, kami nina &lt;strong&gt;Lance&lt;/strong&gt; at ni &lt;strong&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/strong&gt; na ang official na pabango ay ang nakakaadik na bango ng &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Atlantis”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ang &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;din ay lumaki, ang dating 5 kami ay naging 7 na! Nakapunta rin ako muli sa bahay nina Ludi upang ipagdiwang ang kanyang kaarawan nung ika-17 ng Enero, kung saan halos 20 ng III – St. Albert ay nandoon. Kasama ang masarap na mapulang spaghetti ni &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tita Lourdes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at ang libreng &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“Alice Academy”&lt;/span&gt; showing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaunti pa lamang iyan, marami pa ang darating na mga mabubuong pagkakaibigan, mga pagsubok at iba pa. Alam kong kakayanin ko lahat ang mga iyon sa gabay ng Diyos! :D&lt;/div&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/4808094109405043356-8969722231645699605?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8969722231645699605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=8969722231645699605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8969722231645699605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/8969722231645699605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/saya-lungkot-pagod-at-pagkakaibigan.html' title='Saya, Lungkot, Pagod at Pagkakaibigan'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SYBPfN5JfhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uFQiaS9SVHI/s72-c/laugh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-3622386728687734324</id><published>2009-01-26T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:41:45.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Kapag Tumibok ang Puso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng pag-ibig ay biyaya sa atin ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Diyos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Lahat tayo ay nakakaranas ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pag-ibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sa ating mga magulang at sa mga kaibigan.....na nabubuo ang &lt;strong&gt;ka-ibigan&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOmq85AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q3XjY88l3X8/s1600-h/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295564909616882690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOmq85AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q3XjY88l3X8/s320/g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ako rin ay tinamaan ni Cupido ng maraming beses. Aking naaalala na ang first love ay I mean “crush” ko ay si &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nung ako’y Grade 5. Ngunit ngayon ay matalik kaming magkaibigan. Ang mga sumunod ay pawang “pag-idolo” lamang ng mga personalidad sa telebisyon gaya ng isa sa mga 26K ng Kapamilya, Deal or No Deal at iba pang mga artista. Nasa aking listahan ng mga naging “crush” sina &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chloe McCully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Starr Spangler&lt;/span&gt;. Ngunit ngayon, mula nung &lt;strong&gt;ika-9 ng Disyembre 2008&lt;/strong&gt;, ay mayroon pa rin akong paghanga sa aking&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOwrH-GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IYpacUdKUgc/s1600-h/llove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295564912301963362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOwrH-GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IYpacUdKUgc/s320/llove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kaibigan na lalo pang “lumakas” sa paglipas ng mga araw. Hindi ko maaaring sabihin dahil ito’y &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;“against the law”.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Masasabi kong infatuation lamang ito pero mayroon akong mga sinyales ng pagiging masaya o malakas/ mabilis na pagtibok ng puso ko sa tuwing maririnig ko ang kanyang pangalan, kapag kinakausap niya ako at kapag kami ay nagtuturuan ukol sa mga aralin. Ang dahilan kung bakit mas lumakas ang aking paghanga sa kanya ay marahil siya ay malambing, mabait at nakakatuwa. Paghanga lang naman ito, hindi na lalagpas doon at nais ko na kami’y maging magkaibigan na lamang. Okay lang naman yun, close naman pa ri&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOh1E7cI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FxyGl6iS-eE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295564908317175234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOh1E7cI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FxyGl6iS-eE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n kaming dalawa. Natural sa akin na ayaw kong ipaalam ang aking paghanga sa kanya na maaaring makapagpabago ng kanyang tingin sa akin. Kaya napag-isipan ko na itago na lang sa sarili ko iyon at pati rin kay &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Winnie&lt;/span&gt;! :D CLUE: girl siya! siyempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay..Ang buhay talaga ay talagang makulay kapag may pag-ibig at paghanga sa kapwa. Natural lang iyon sa isang tao, lalo na kapag nagiging mature at sa haiskul! Di ko rin masasabi kung ito’y magtatagal, basta ang alam ko, ang Diyos lang ang makapagsasabi. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4808094109405043356-3622386728687734324?l=rapturedmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3622386728687734324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4808094109405043356&amp;postID=3622386728687734324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3622386728687734324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4808094109405043356/posts/default/3622386728687734324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapturedmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/kapag-tumibok-ang-puso.html' title='Kapag Tumibok ang Puso'/><author><name>Patz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06343744255781528180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SZQwBMg0I3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/aLvB7tF88sQ/S220/1_203197461l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SX2gOmq85AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q3XjY88l3X8/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4808094109405043356.post-7474500755346375080</id><published>2008-12-30T17:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:05:11.780-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Year 2008: A Year of Firsts and "New's"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SVrpSQZpFYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/R71HHyS7jMw/s1600-h/DSC06881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285793612522132866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SVrpSQZpFYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/R71HHyS7jMw/s320/DSC06881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* This is my first "taglish" post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;, ang bilis ng panahon! Parang kailan lang yung mga araw na nagdaan ngayong &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;. Itong post na ito ang last ko para sa taong ito, at bukas ay year &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; na. Imaginin niyo yun! Ang taong ito ay napakamemorable sa buhay ko sapagkat marami akong mga naranasan, nadiscover, napuntahan, nakilala, napatunayan at iba pa. Ang post kong ito ang siyang parang "recap" sa buong 2008, as I reminisce this period of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Year 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tD6llWovOE4/SVrpSQZpFYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/R71HHyS7jMw/s1600-h/DSC06881.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;January 1, 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; Ang first day ng 2008, kung kailan kaming Dolores clan ay tumungo papuntang Pasay City at nagcelebrate ng New Year sa &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;SM Mall of Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. First time kong makapunta roon, na last year, pinapapangarap kong mapuntahan dahil halos lahat ng mga "CCCians" ay nakapunta run, na-oOP ako sa mga stories nila pag pumupunta sila roon, but good thing I waited dahil nakapunta na rin ako sa wakas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabe pala ang MOA, ang laki! Halos mahilo ako sa kakalakad at parang hours na ang lumilipas kapag naglalakad ka roon! Di mo akalaing mall yun talaga, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;nakalutang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" sa tubig! :D Sabi ng lolo ko, ang sementong tinatapakan doon ay dating tubig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:04pm:&lt;/strong&gt; Naalala ko pa rin yung time, kaming 5 Dolores cousins ay pinayagan na pumunta sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;"Science and Discovery Center"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sa MOA. Ang mahal nga ng ticket, buti nilibre kami ng mga parents at tito namin, P350 per person in 5 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we entered, kami ay nanood muna sa "&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;planetarium&lt;/span&gt;". Yun ang 2nd time kong makapunta sa planetarium, first ay yung Field Trip ko sa dati kong school nung Grade 3 ako. Napakarealistic ng view na parang nandun ka sa pinapanood mo, isama pa ang SFX (sound effects), fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagkatapos ng 1 hour na panonood, kaming 5 ay nagtungo sa loob. Doon may mga robot, inventions, dun ko rin nalaro yung &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mystery Case Files: Prime Suspects"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sa maliit na oras at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wheel of Fortune"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sa computers dun. Siyempre, di nawala ang picture-taking: sa aquarium, sa mga giant robots, sa hagdan, sa trivias, maging dun sa "Burping Machine" at "Bacteria Center". Naadik din kami sa pakikipag-compete sa &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Grossology"&lt;/span&gt;, nananalo kasi kami..... :D At bago kami umalis, kami ay nagpapicture dun sa isang booth na ine-edit yung background, napili namin yung may mga planets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang mga pictures namin sa SADC ay nasa photos ko, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Mall of Asia Scenes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sa &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/patrickjuacalla"&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/patrickjuacalla&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 18, 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; First time kong makabili at magkaroon ng Nokia cellphone since my first cellphone was Siemens C62. Ang nabili namin ay ang Nokia NSeries na &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N70&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I chose the black theme of the phone which costs P11,000 until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 9, 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; Date ng competition (Biology Quiz Bee) namin sa &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;UP Los Bańos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Kasama ko sina kuya &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Karl Patrick Daliposa&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Carlo Nikko Calarion&lt;/span&gt;. Si &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lance Gerome A. Dela Cruz&lt;/span&gt;, my best friend, observer siya. Kasama rin sina &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Cherrie Usares&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Vic Gammad&lt;/strong&gt; (coaches).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami ay talagang nangapa sa Quiz Bee dahil wala sa aming naibigay na pointers, yung ibang school meron. Ito ay nahati sa dalawang bahagi: Written Exam and Oral Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di ko na matandaan kung anu-ano mga score naming tatlo sa Written. Tapos sa Oral, nakakasagot kami kaya lang medyo mahirap yung scoring (Easy, Average, Difficult):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correct&lt;/strong&gt;: 5, 10pts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrong&lt;/strong&gt;: no score&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Answer&lt;/strong&gt;: 3 pts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the times, no answer kami, ang hihirap ng tanong kasi, puro "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;scientific name&lt;/span&gt;" na hindi namin napapag-aralan. Playing safe as to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At ganoon, nabigo kaming makapasok sa top 3 schools, in short, we lost. But it's okay, at least our score was -11 pts. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least nakapunta kami UP :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 14, 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; Valentine's Day, pero hindi ako nakipag-date! Date ito ng finals ng "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Impromptu Speech Contest&lt;/span&gt;" namin sa school. Nakapasok ako sa elimination nung November 29, 2007, ranked &lt;strong&gt;1st&lt;/strong&gt; :D . Kabadong-kabado ako nung time na iyon, kasi 2nd Year palang ako, 13 y/o, may kalaban na 16 y/o (4th year) at pilot section pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa year level, ang kasama kong kabatch na friends ko rin ay sina Ate &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mariz R. Ponti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frances Anne G. Brecia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Magagaling silang lahat siyempre kaya sila nakapasok kaya kinakabahan ako nung oras na iyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ako ay 4th na magsispeech, after ni Ate Riz. I remember na ang question ko ay:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"PACUCOA accredited CCC Level 1. For you as a student of CCC, what are the changes you would like to see for us to be granted Level 2?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindi po exact yung question basta may idea siyang ganun. Buti nalang di ako namental block, tinulungan rin ako ni Ate &lt;strong&gt;Arielle Alejandro&lt;/strong&gt; (Editor-in-chief namin sa Ginintuang Uhay) nang kaunti, at nai-apply ko naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after the last speakers, awarding na, and with God's grace, I ranked 3rd our of the 11 speakers (yehey!) may trophy kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* 2nd si Kuya &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Michael Atienza&lt;/span&gt; (3rd year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* 1st si Ate &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Arielle Alejandro&lt;/span&gt; (4th year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 20, 2008: &lt;/strong&gt;A very special day, 'cause it's my birthday! Sa taong ito, ako ay isa nang ganap na adolescent, 14 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; I forgot the date of our Recognition Day, but I shouldn't forget it but I still forgot it (ang gulo :D) 'cause that was the day that I first experienced to suffer from &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chickenpox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (bulutong)! Kaya pala ako matamlay nung marching na sa event at mainit ay dahil symptoms na iyon ng bulutong: fever and weakening of body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagkatapos ng event, umuwi kami kaagad, at nakita ng mom ko na may red spots ako sa binti, at kanyang conclusion ay bulutong. Huhuhu...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suffered for almost 2 weeks, buti nalang bakasyon na. Naranasan kong hindi maligo for 14 days pero naligo parin ako gamit ang.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;colantro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naalala ko, pinandidirihan ko ang aking balat sa sobrang dami ng spots, ang ambok lahat, ayoko nang i-remember. Basta, suffer ako nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March - April something 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; First time kong ma-addict sa isang Asianovela galing Taiwan, yun ang &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hanazakarino Kimitachihe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Hana Kimi), na naging dahilan ng aking pagbili ng DVD sa sobrang fan ng show. Naging fan club member din ako ni Wu Chun at Ella Chen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 19-24, 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; 6 days ng aming BOC seminar para maging Student Catechists. KAMI = III - St. Albert the Great. Ito ay ang first time kong pumasok sa summer vacation. 9 hours per day, hay... Buti may focus pa akong makinig doon, at for some time, kami ni Juzelle, classmate and best friend ko, nagka-countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; I can't remember the date pero nang dumating pinsan kong si Ate Shayne Rinon upang magbakasyon sa Angono Rizal, may pasalubong siya: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doughntuts flavored &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate at Hershey's Kookies and Kreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. First time kong makakain sa ganung kamahal na doughnut, P38 per doughnut! Sulit naman kasi napakasarap lalo na yung Dark Chocolate, first doughnut ko sa KK ever. Hindi ko natype yung Kookies and Kreme, nakakasuka, pero kailangang kainin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nakaranas din ako ng parang hindi perfect na "alignment" ng aking left jaw na pag ako'y nag-oopen mouth, umuuga siya. I'm still feeling it right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 2008: &lt;/strong&gt;Buong month, ngunit paputol-putol, first time kong magturo ng Catechesis at sa mga bata. Nahati ang III - St. Albert the Great sa mga groups, at ang grupo namin nina &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ate Riz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Czarina Eustaquio, Roemer Timbre, Melissa Gutierrez, MM Javiniar, Sharmaine Florante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuya Joed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abad ay nadestino sa chapel sa Mayflower (Greenland, Cainta Rizal). Doon kami ay nagturo ng mga topic about Jesus and moral values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makumpleto ko rin ang SpongeBob DVDs, from "Anchor's Away" up to "Whale of a Birthday"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 10, 2008:&lt;/strong&gt; Ang Dolores clan ay nagpunta sa Laguna upang magbakasyon at magswimming. Nakalimutan ko na yung pangalan ng resthouse, kung saan kami nag-overnight at nagbabad sa tubig. Ang sarap dun, promise :D Visit &lt;a href="http://padj
