<?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-5235303</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:56:42.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excerpts of my life... or something to that effect</title><subtitle type='html'>a peek into my "beautiful mind". &lt;img src=http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons/09.gif&gt; [highlight below for a secret message]
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&lt;b&gt;aqrn785&lt;/b&gt; is a 20-something male-type individual born under the sign of &lt;i&gt;Aquarius&lt;/i&gt; during the &lt;i&gt;Year of the Horse.&lt;/i&gt; wanna know my traits? just look up the characteristics of my zodiac sign &amp; astrological year... i'm too lazeeh! heh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;
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After lunch, Tropang OPG in full force, invaded Quiapo for our pDVD hunt! we made sure that none of us bought the same things so that whatever one of us bought will rotate to the rest of the group. David handled the TV series &lt;strong&gt;"Friends"&lt;/strong&gt; [i think he got 2 seasons worth] and &lt;strong&gt;Head of State&lt;/strong&gt;,  Jo? got &lt;strong&gt;Freaky Friday, Underworld, Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; Nora Jones: Live in New Orleans, while i got the set of Indiana Jones [3 movies + 1 making-of/effects], Lilo &amp; Stitch, Stitch the Movie, &amp; X-Men 2. the 2 ladies just tagged along 'coz they didn't see anything they liked to get. it was a good day... Friday night was a doozy! tropang OPG was also in full force that night, looking for a good place to eat, and we ended up dining at Hue in Greenbelt 3. [a Viet place w/good food, pero konti ang servings plus it's hella expensive, we learned that after nabusog na kami! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sweatdrop.gif&gt;] then we played bowling! weeee! been a while since we did 'coz we've been always playing badminton lately. after that, latte's &amp; teas over at The Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf, where someone surprised us with something. it was such a memorable night, and to cherish having real friends you can count on and trust... [*hikbi* tama na drama, naiiyak na akooh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp, i think that wraps it all up. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; as for the other things? well, Tuesday morning i started reading [and finished last night] a book by &lt;strong&gt;Danielle Steel&lt;/strong&gt; entitled &lt;strong&gt;Fine Things&lt;/strong&gt;. it was a good novel about tragedies, misfortunes &amp; miracles that were all intertwined in the life of Bernie Fine. i was feeling stupid when i saw the book lying around the house two weeks ago, and i read the last chapter first. so the ending was already spoiled for me, but i still read it nonetheless and like any other novel i read, i was hooked! it's been quite a while since i read a novel, and i loved feeling the feelings that the author wanted you to feel while reading it. plus it's a known fact that Danielle Steel is a good author... maybe i'll get to read another novel of hers, if i find one, or if someone out there will lend me... *hint?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anime stuff? like i said earlier, i've been going to my cousin's place for that, and he's got Gigs of eps for me to burn. plus the trades that i've completed and still arranging... my list is updated by the way, why don't you check it out. *points to the link* the only anime i watched was the last remaining episodes for Ai Yori Aoshi ~Enishi~. i don't like how the last two eps became Tina's episodes, but they made up with the last few frames for it. so i guess it'll be up for another season... i hope. &lt;em&gt;/me wonders what i'll watch next&lt;/em&gt; any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're primitive... &lt;br /&gt;And you're cynical to me &lt;br /&gt;And I chewed down on the bit &lt;br /&gt;And almost swallowed it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit all alone with your color TV &lt;br /&gt;Your hair starts to glisten &lt;br /&gt;In spite of the fleas &lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends &lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend to be enemies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever makes you happy &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever makes it beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever leaves you satisfied &lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I'm out of time &lt;br /&gt;For now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're paranoid &lt;br /&gt;As you look me up and down &lt;br /&gt;And I'm soaked in gasoline &lt;br /&gt;Mud and ice cream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit by the phone &lt;br /&gt;With your tongue hanging out &lt;br /&gt;You cradle the flies in the back of your mouth &lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friend &lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend to be enemies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned if you do &lt;br /&gt;Fucked if you don't &lt;br /&gt;Damned if you do &lt;br /&gt;What if you won't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be aware what you're &lt;br /&gt;Doing to me &lt;br /&gt;We sunk like a stone on a rock &lt;br /&gt;In the sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends &lt;br /&gt;(Not for very long) &lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends &lt;br /&gt;(Just because you're gone) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get what you want 'cuz you won't let it die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever makes you happy &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever leaves you insecure &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever seems to break you down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I'm out of time &lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Splender - Yeah Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107544126983371477?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107544126983371477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107544126983371477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107544126983371477' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107476470655520509</id><published>2004-01-22T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T17:47:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; drained, in more ways than one &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/hapfac.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i dunno why, but everytime i woke up since last Monday, i've been tired. whenever i go to sleep at night, i really don't get a good night's rest. i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new piccie! *points to the right* this time courtesy of Anna's Nokia 3650. kinda sums up my mood for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with Tropang OPG last Monday and Wednesday for dinner and shopping. well, sila lang ang nag-shopping actually kse they've got more money than me. remember from my previous post, i said that we'll be getting our performance bonus by the end of this month? well, they gave it after our GenStaff meeting last Monday afternoon, and boy was i not surprised, but still miffed nonetheless at the amount. maybe my boss overheard me commenting during last year's christmas party that i'd be lucky if i get half of it... paksheth! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, the first thing i bought with the money i got was blank cds, 'coz i've been itching to trade with &lt;em&gt;teh adiks&lt;/em&gt; eversince last December. i've set up some small trades with 4/5 peeps, so hopefully all of them will push thru over the next few days and i'll have more animes to stock up. [not like i don't have enough to watch! heeheheh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, Happy Chinese New Year to everyone, especially to the Chinese peeps. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/chinois.gif&gt; where's my fried tikoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmpft! our stupid 'net connection here is acting up again... &lt;em&gt;/me dropkicks teh server and teh fake 'net admin&lt;/em&gt; augh! can't do anything online... *bummed out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable&lt;br /&gt;So condescending unnecessarily critical&lt;br /&gt;I have the tendency of getting very physical&lt;br /&gt;So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here&lt;br /&gt;This double vision I was seeing is finally clear&lt;br /&gt;You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone&lt;br /&gt;Not fit to funkin' tread the ground that I'm walking on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br /&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head&lt;br /&gt;You should know better you never listened to a word I said&lt;br /&gt;Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat&lt;br /&gt;Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br /&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it kill&lt;br /&gt;Does it burn&lt;br /&gt;Is it painful to learn&lt;br /&gt;That it's me that has all the control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it thrill&lt;br /&gt;Does it sting&lt;br /&gt;When you feel what I bring&lt;br /&gt;And you wish that you had me to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br /&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Maroon 5 - Harder To Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107476470655520509?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107476470655520509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107476470655520509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107476470655520509' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107449118145653424</id><published>2004-01-19T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T13:48:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; cynically jaded *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my overseas female friend said i was being too negative/pessimistic about my post in our HS Mailing List. j3n9 said that i was being too dramatic with my last blog. i've unconsiously lost the desire to blog, hence the delay for a week and some days. i also wasn't chatting too much on YM lately. [except for some select few]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what else have i been doing? going out with officemates to watch some movies over @ the newly opened &lt;em&gt;Eastwod Cinemas&lt;/em&gt;; [&lt;em&gt;LOTR: Return of the King / Last Samurai&lt;/em&gt;] having a caffeine overdose of either a &lt;em&gt;tall White Choco Mocha coffee from Starbucks &lt;/em&gt;[c/o GCs] or a &lt;em&gt;regular Caramel Latte from The Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf&lt;/em&gt;; played badminton over the weekend @ &lt;em&gt;Greenpark Badminton Center&lt;/em&gt;; visited my dentist for my weekly sessions; downloading/queueing some anime/manga/ost [both here and at home] and watched some animes yesterday from noon to night. [&lt;em&gt;Refrain Blue&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Magical Nyan Nyan Taruto &lt;/em&gt;&amp; first few eps of &lt;em&gt;Sakigake! Cromartie High&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;franz told me that i put myself out there and stop being an introvert. she suggested having a friendster account. bah! friendster-schmeindster... she wasn't the first one to ask me to have one though, and i'm sure she wouldn't be the last one. heh! i'm having troubles as it is maintaining this blog, managing/moderating 2 mailing lists, etc. to be a part of another "trend" in the online community. [nah, i'm just &lt;strong&gt;lazy!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's something different: imma gonna tell you something about me that you more or less don't know about. it won't be a regular thing though, just whenever i feel like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am i a leftie or a rightie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left: &lt;/strong&gt; handling rackets [badminton / table tennis]; use of fork; wearing wristwatch; using cellphone/texting; handling a book;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right: &lt;/strong&gt; use of writing instruments; handling bowling balls, dart pins, basketballs; use of spoon, table knives, glass; use of mouse/trackball; turning pages; handling the TV remote; using keys; carrying bags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, much love to the "regulars" who keep track if there are any new things in this plain-ass blog of mine. heheeh! eron pa pala nagbabasa netong pinaglalalagay ko dito... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying to keep my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to like this feeling I've found&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to love the thought of &lt;br /&gt;Having you around and&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends were all well-meaning&lt;br /&gt;When they said no one is good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;But if they play with your emotions&lt;br /&gt;Dismiss the notion&lt;br /&gt;And do what you have to do&lt;br /&gt;Cause people don't take chances with their hearts&lt;br /&gt;Since I've met you I am past the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;So remember one thing&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you feel defeated&lt;br /&gt;But it's OK...&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one&lt;br /&gt;And all the complications,&lt;br /&gt;The bad situations - happen to everyone&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how it ended or began&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best that you can do is change your plans&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand that&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Verve Pipe - I Will Never Let You Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107449118145653424?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107449118145653424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107449118145653424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107449118145653424' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107355055236615771</id><published>2004-01-08T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T16:35:29.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; angsty! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... roughly 2 weeks since i last blogged eh? and this is supposed to be the first one for the "new" year... what's so "new" with this year anyways?! i'm the same old me, same set of friends &amp; acquaintances, same dead-end job, blah², yadda², so on and so forth... tsk², woe is me, for i'm being negative/pessimistic at the start of the new year? lesee why it has become like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) i've been down with the flu for the past two and a half days... i hate it when _that_ happens, 'coz no one believes that i'm _really_ sick! they'd say that i'm only feigning sickness so that i wouldn't go to work... darnit! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt; i especially hate it that i can get this virus easily, even when i'm already taking my daily dose of vitamin supplements...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) the bonus + last month's salary i got is all but gone now, and i've got so much stuff i want to buy for myself... wait, now that i think of it, the only time i used the money i got for my own enjoyment [except for day-to-day food/transpo allowance] was for my friggin' root canal, and it's only half-paid as of the moment! waaaah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) i kept telling myself last year that i'll be outta here by the time june comes, but some friends advised me to "think twice about changing careers" based on the readings for my astrological year. i'm really not into believing everything that those readings say, but is it just a coincidence? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, all is not lost in my life, for i have so many things to be thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) i'm still alive, altho still feeling a bit sick. i made it to 2004 with my fingers and digits still intact. [yes, i lit fireworks despite the warning text i got from David TolPu... bleh!&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) good thing the dentist i go to is a relative of ours, so i get to pay whenever i can, and in installments! weeee! also, the money can be replaced, what's more important is the joy that i've spread by "sharing" the money i earned with the people that i care for the most. besides, there's still a pending bonus from last year that is supposed to be given within this month, so all that will be for me, myself and i! nyahahahah!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) i still have a work to go to. [not that i look forward to it anymore] i just think of all those other unemployed peeps having a hard time looking to make ends meet, and i feel i'm the one of the, if not the, luckiest s.o.b.'s alive right now. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* but still i ask: what is "new" this year? i guess it's too early to tell what's in store for me this year. so i'll just do what i always do: take it a day at a time and deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;suppressed by all of my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;and if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;i wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;because your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;and it won't leave me alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;this pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;and i've held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;but you still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;by your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;your voice it chased away all the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;this pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;and i've held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;but you still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;and though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;i've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Evanescence - My Immortal [new arrangement]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Lee roxorz my soxorz! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/love.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107355055236615771?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107355055236615771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107355055236615771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107355055236615771' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107206289615632575</id><published>2003-12-22T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T11:16:15.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; bummed! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blows! i realized that during our sucky christmas party, &amp; i suddenly remembered why i'm supposed to leave this shitty place... i can't win any major prize in the raffle!!! the only time i won was when i got an imitation vcd player that didn't even last the month! drat! plus i [well, all of us actually] only got our christmas bonuses, not the performance bonus. they said we'll get it next month after they re-evaluate each and everyone of us. well there goes half of that bonus... &lt;em&gt;/me watches it fly away&lt;/em&gt; i'll be _really_ lucky if i ever get half of that... anyway, after the program was over, i had no intention of staying any longer, 'coz 1) i still lacked sleep from the other night's party &amp; 2) there's no more beer to drink! how sucky is that!?! good thing my officemate who also lives in the Sucat area offered a ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; as a consolation, we get to come in an hour late than our regular office hours. but guess what? i was an hour late! hahah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt; anyway, as soon as i timed in, i tried to do some work, 'coz i had to leave after lunch 'coz of my dental appointment. i got there early, and there were already a lot of patients lined up, so i had to wait. good thing i already had lunch before going there. but i was really sleepy so i took a two-hour nap inside the other empty room in the clinic. when i woke up, there were still some patients lined up, and it wasn't my turn yet! wow! after waiting some more, it was finally my turn. after an hour or so, it was finally done! my root canal is over, the molar has been filled, and it's good as new. i've already paid 2k as my first installment, [the RTC costs 6k!] and i still need to go back anyways 'coz she said that i need to have my other amalgam fillings replaced... bye bye christmas bonus! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; heh! i didn't sleep all day, but i just lounged in bed most of the time. later in the afternoon i went to my old highschool 'coz they had some sort of launching for an event next year. i got to see my teachers, our old room, the buildings... ahh... reminiscing time... but the program sucked bigtime! no coordination with the hosts, the powerpoint presentation was a mess, and they had the audacity to hold an auction! sheesh... we didn't finish the program and just went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that I could fly&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;So very high&lt;br /&gt;Just like a dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd fly above the trees&lt;br /&gt;Over the seas in all degrees&lt;br /&gt;To anywhere I please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go and see the stars&lt;br /&gt;The milky way or even Mars&lt;br /&gt;Where it could just be ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's fade into the sun&lt;br /&gt;Let your spirit fly&lt;br /&gt;Where we are one&lt;br /&gt;Just for a little fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get away&lt;br /&gt;Feel I got to get away&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah with you yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah with you yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I got to get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away X4&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah with you yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I got to get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away X4&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah with you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Lenny Kravitz - Fly Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107206289615632575?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107206289615632575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107206289615632575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206289615632575' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107182365948444702</id><published>2003-12-19T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T16:48:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; happeeeh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee!!! it's our Christmas party here at the office!!! *points at the pic on the right* see how excited i am!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; [huge props to my main man David and his Smart Amazing Phone for the pix]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm almost done with my work for today, so i have time to update my bloggie. yay! lesee... last night was fun, 'coz i  got to drink free beer! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/drink.gif&gt; wo0t! it was a surprise-advance-birthday-party for our dear friend/coworker Frannie. i can't believe she had no idea that we were gonna pull something off... [well, she had an inkling that something was up] it was supposed to be held tonight, but since our office will have our Christmas party tonight, they [the organizers] re-scheduled it to last night. it was a huge success 'coz her family &amp; most of her closest friends made it that night. we didn't stay long [left at 12mn] 'coz we still had to go to work the morning after, but we were drunk! [i know i was... hehe!] good thing Anna offered to take me home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...w/c brings us to today! i woke up with a nasty hangover &amp; got to work an hour late. but all is good 'coz i got to do my work. [i already did the christmas countdown songs yesterday, so i'll have time to prepare my exchange gift for tonight] ooo, i'm all giddy with the alcohol [from last night] and coffee. [had a tall caffé mocha from Starbucks after lunch] hope i'll win a major prize at the raffle... &lt;em&gt;/me crosses everything that needs to be crossed again!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the free food... free alcohol... all the gifts... and my Christmas bonus!!! wo0t²!!! sana araw² Christmas party!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deck the halls with boughs of holly, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;Tis the season to be jolly, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don we now our gay apparel, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la, la la la, la la la. &lt;br /&gt;Troll the ancient Yule tide carol, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the blazing Yule before us, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;Strike the harp and join the chorus. &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me in merry measure, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;While I tell of Yule tide treasure, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast away the old year passes, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing we joyous, all together, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;Heedless of the wind and weather, &lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Deck The Halls [Traditional Christmas Carol... duh!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107182365948444702?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107182365948444702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107182365948444702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107182365948444702' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107162841266389569</id><published>2003-12-17T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T10:34:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor [Monster's Riot!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; jealous &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky stiffs! while the rest of the world will get to see &lt;strong&gt;Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King&lt;/strong&gt; today/tonight, [December 17] my damn country will hafta wait 'til next year. [January 9 to be exact] all because of that stupid Metro Manila Film Festival. waaaaaaaah!!! screw teh filmfest! me wanna see Eowyn fight! *bawls* &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt; SM Cinemas are offering some premiere night tickets for the 19th, but it costs too much! [450 bucks!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/eek.gif&gt; for a crappy moviehouse? NO WAY!] i would gladly pay such an exorbitant amount if it were to be shown on Ayala Cinemas. the other radio station [Magic 89.9] will have their own premiere over @ the new Eastwood Cinemas this coming 23rd. i wonder if i could get tickets for that... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt; hopefully OPG will find a way to score some free tix for that major movie event. &lt;em&gt;/me crosses fingers, toes, arms, knees, and everything else that needs to be crossed&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i got some GC's for Starbucks &amp; McDonalds as part of the Christmas goodies being given away here at work every year. so, if you want some free mocha fraps or Quarter Pounder Meals, be _really²_ nice to me, and i &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; treat you... hah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need to fall at your feet &lt;br /&gt;Just 'cause you cut me to the bone &lt;br /&gt;And I won't miss the way that you kiss me &lt;br /&gt;We were never carved in stone &lt;br /&gt;If I don't listen to the talk of the town &lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I can fool myself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. I know I will &lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend my ship's not sinking &lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell myself I'm over you &lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;I am the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to give in to my blues &lt;br /&gt;That's not how it's going to be &lt;br /&gt;And I deny the tears in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let you see.. no &lt;br /&gt;That you have made a hole in my heart &lt;br /&gt;And now I've got to fool myself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. I know I will &lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend my ship's not sinking &lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell myself I'm over you &lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking.. &lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. I know I will &lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend my ship's not sinking &lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell myself I'm over you &lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never, never shed a tear for you &lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't listen to the talk of the town &lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I can fool myself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. I know I will &lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend my ship's not sinking &lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell myself I'm over you &lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;I'm the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. I know I will &lt;br /&gt;You made a hole in my heart &lt;br /&gt;But I won't shed a tear for you &lt;br /&gt;I'll be the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. &lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend my heart's still beating &lt;br /&gt;'cause I've got no more tears for you &lt;br /&gt;I'm the king of wishful thinking.. &lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.. I know I will &lt;br /&gt;You made a hole in my heart &lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell myself I'm over you &lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Go West - King of Wishful Thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107162841266389569?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107162841266389569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107162841266389569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107162841266389569' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107155829392968853</id><published>2003-12-16T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T15:06:05.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor [altho i can barely hear it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; hot! [not _that_ kind of hot, you perv! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn aircon is busted, again, for the nth time! i'm gonna stink in my pool of sweat 'coz i'm wearing an undershirt... gotta do something... &lt;em&gt;/me runs off and swipes an electric fan from the other office&lt;/em&gt; aaahhh... that's better... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the other person to finish his work inside the prod booth, i thought of blogging what happened during the past few days, so that it would look as crowded as my previous posts! bleh &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; had a blast driving around Metro Manila using Jo²'s van. i had a scheduled dental appointment after work, and since i was going back here at the office anyways, i borrowed his van. plus it was raining that time, so commuting would be a hassle... traffic was horrendous during those hours, and the rain was playing around... good thing i'm in a van. i left at past 2pm here, and i got to my destination [Paco] at around 4:30pm! my dentist thought i wasn't gonna show up. and to my surprise, my younger brother and his gf were there for a check-up as well... anyway, i think i only have a few sessions left, and my root canal will be over before the year ends. after my dental appointment, i went back here at the office, 'coz we'll be playing badminton from 9pm-12mn! wo0t! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt; 3 hours of badminton goodness... been a few weeks and a couple of days since i last played, plus my left shoulder was quite sore from playing table tennis a few nights ago, so i _really_ had to play so the sore would go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; need i tell you what happened? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt; in the evening, all i did was watch cable and watched/replayed some movies [Men In Black II / Wedding Singer / Showtime]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; we [OPG] were just supposed to look for our exchange gifts for our upcoming christmas party this friday, but we ended up watching "Ju-on: The Grudge". the movie didn't really scare/frighten me, just a lil bit. the annoying part is the other idiots who were watching the movie. there's this couple who were seated at the row in the back who kept on talking about the coming scenes. guess he already saw the film and was telling his girl what will happen on the next frame. Jo² and I just glared at him and he got the message and kept quiet. but there's this really loud group of girls [i'm guessing they're maids] chattering and just being too damn rude. all four of us were already shouting at them to shut up and just watch the movie, but they still went on with their noise! grrrrr...  &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt; i was sooo pissed at them, if i only had something to throw... i seriously wanted to do this to them: ---&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/kill.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at me, my depth perception must be off again &lt;br /&gt;Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did &lt;br /&gt;It has not healed with time &lt;br /&gt;It just shot down my spine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so beautiful tonight &lt;br /&gt;Remind me how you laid us down &lt;br /&gt;And gently smiled before you destroyed my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you find it in your heart &lt;br /&gt;To make this go away &lt;br /&gt;And let me rest in pieces, let me rest in pieces &lt;br /&gt;Would you find it in your heart? &lt;br /&gt;To make this go away &lt;br /&gt;And let me rest in pieces, let me rest in pieces &lt;br /&gt;Would you find it in your heart? &lt;br /&gt;To make it go away &lt;br /&gt;And let me rest in pieces &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, my depth perception must be off again &lt;br /&gt;You got much closer than I thought you did &lt;br /&gt;I'm in your reach &lt;br /&gt;You held me in your hands &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But could you find it in your heart? &lt;br /&gt;To make this go away &lt;br /&gt;And let me rest in pieces, let me rest in pieces &lt;br /&gt;Would you find it in your heart? &lt;br /&gt;To make it go away &lt;br /&gt;And let me rest in pieces, let me rest in pieces &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Saliva - Rest In Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107155829392968853?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107155829392968853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107155829392968853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107155829392968853' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107124250739011766</id><published>2003-12-12T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T14:28:19.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my mp3 compilation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; sucky! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day/night, by far, is the most &lt;em&gt;suckiest&lt;/em&gt;. [is there even such a word? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being sick for two days, not being able to go out with friends, &amp; working my ass off today [being a friday], and what do i get!?! i became a damn errand-boy!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to unwind and relax tonight, maybe have a nice dinner or watch a movie with someone. but that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; had other plans... so i end up eating alone, going home earlier than usual... on a freakin' friday night! waaaaaaaaaah!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just went home, wanting to play table tennis with my dad like we did last night. i get home, just to find out that they went out with my brother... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this... i don't like this one bit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do i do? i go online, blog away, queue my downloads, crank up the speakers, put on my headphones, immerse myself in music, &amp; wallow &amp; muse about my miserable existence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things that will make me extremely happy right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my very own DSL connection to [ab]use&lt;br /&gt;2. Lord of the Rings: Two Towers Special Extended DVD Edition&lt;br /&gt;3. lots &amp; lots of blank cds [for brand preferences, check out my animelist]&lt;br /&gt;4. a Sony MD walkman&lt;br /&gt;5. a superb 5.1 speaker system / a kick-ass Sennheiser headphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this song is my song for you, and only for you. you know who you are. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/au_revoir.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;In this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I've tried to find&lt;br /&gt;Your love is a pearl&lt;br /&gt;You're my Mona Lisa, you're my rainbow skies&lt;br /&gt;And my only prayer is that you realize&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be beautiful in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world will turn&lt;br /&gt;And the seasons will change&lt;br /&gt;And all the lessons we will learn&lt;br /&gt;Will be beautiful and strange&lt;br /&gt;We'll have our fill of tears, our share of sighs&lt;br /&gt;My only prayer is that you realize&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be beautiful in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be - beautiful in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the passing years will show&lt;br /&gt;That you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lines upon my face&lt;br /&gt;From a lifetime of smiles&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes to embrace&lt;br /&gt;For one long last while&lt;br /&gt;We can laugh about, how time really flies&lt;br /&gt;We won't say goodbye 'cause true love never dies&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be beautiful in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be - beautiful in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the passing years will show&lt;br /&gt;That you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The passing years will show&lt;br /&gt;That you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Joshua Kadison - Beautiful In My Eyes &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/love.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107124250739011766?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107124250739011766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107124250739011766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107124250739011766' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107111557902046941</id><published>2003-12-11T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T12:07:23.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; nothing really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; so out of it! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i miss my bed already! spent too much time on it for two days... been at home sick with swollen tonsils and on/off fever 'coz of colds. now i'm feeling a bit better, hence the reason i'm already here at work. but i'm not in the mood to work, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another week has passed since i last blogged eh? so what's been happening in my &lt;em&gt;"walang-kwentang"&lt;/em&gt; life? let's recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; after ranting the night before, went to work, did my job, then went out with Ayet for a nice dinner and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; took a day off from work 'coz i wasn't feeling well when i woke up. felt better in the afternoon though, so i just used the time to clean up my messy room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday: &lt;/strong&gt; [can't remember at the moment what exactly happened that day. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt; i'll just edit it when i remember...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; what used to be just another half-day at work turned out to be extra-special, 'coz i met the 1st Philippine Open winner Mika Immonen up close and personal! w0ot! i wish i had my cuestick that day with me so he could sign it... oh well, i got his autograph and a handshake, so all is well. [plus he told me that i was "creative"! awww shucks! *blushes*] after that, i went to the mecca of pDVD's [Quiapo] with Ferds and got me the 1st season of Smallville. that night, i burned some anime cds for a trade the following morning. [got done @ 3am 'coz my cdrom drive was being stupid! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday: &lt;/strong&gt; met up with teh adiks [nald, ian, alvin &amp; annie] at makati. had lunch there with alvin &amp; annie 'coz the other 2 had some other trades to attend to. later in the evening, i dropped by my cousin's house to get some "stuff" 'coz his HD is getting filled already... heheeh! now mine's filled up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; work, work, work. after that, i met up with j3n9 in Makati to get my ube from Baguio! weeeee!!! had dinner, then coffee. [btw, i wanna see that uber-cute barista again... i think her name's Madz... i kras her... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/love.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday/Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; like i said earlier, i was at home sick, so mucho bedrest, plus some pDVDs. [LOTR:Two Towers/Kill Bill]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and now we're back in the present, the here &amp; now. yuck! good thing there's free food for lunch! Happy Birthday Cel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no &lt;em&gt;song of the moment&lt;/em&gt;, 'coz i'm not really listening to anything right now &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107111557902046941?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107111557902046941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107111557902046941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107111557902046941' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107038229952209618</id><published>2003-12-03T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T00:25:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an album [Meteora by Linkin Park]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; pissed &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i wanted to blog immediately after i got home, but since my brother is using the phone, i opted to write it down on notepad first, so i wouldn't lose what i wanted to say.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/start rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm just digging my own grave at work. i knew for a fact that my other boss was just waiting for me to approach him this afternoon about what i've been doing lately. it's entirely my fault really, and i don't blame him if ever he gets mad at me. it's just that with all the shit that's happening to me recently, i've lost my focus and i can't concentrate on my work. my co-workers aren't exactly being helpful either... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and do i have a sign on my back or on top of my head that says "let's make fun of me today"? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt; damn! i know i already feel pissed because of what happened, but these idiots at work just make me feel more stupid... for the first time [if i recall correctly] i was fed up with the antics of my officemates. so i just sat there and told myself to shut up, rather than mouth off at them and make it worse. we watched the premiere of Intolerable Cruelty, [i would've enjoyed the film more if i wasn't feeling shitty] and was supposed to have coffee afterwards, but i'm still in a bit of a bad mood that i declined and just went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and why the hell is everyone bagging on my hairstyle!?! [or me having "hair" on my head for that matter!?!] why don't you just mind your own fucking hairstyle and just fuck off!?! do i make a fuss or give a fuck on what your hairstyle looks like!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to die. right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*song of the moment*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories consume&lt;br /&gt;like opening the wound&lt;br /&gt;i'm picking me apart again&lt;br /&gt;you all assume&lt;br /&gt;i'm safe here in my room&lt;br /&gt;[unless i try to start again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be the one&lt;br /&gt;the battles always choose&lt;br /&gt;'cause inside i realize&lt;br /&gt;that i'm the one confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;or why i have to scream&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i instigate&lt;br /&gt;and say what i don't mean&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i got this way&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not alright&lt;br /&gt;so i'm breaking the habit tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clutching my cure&lt;br /&gt;i tightly lock the door&lt;br /&gt;i try to catch my breath again&lt;br /&gt;i hurt much more&lt;br /&gt;than anytime before&lt;br /&gt;i had no options left again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paint it on the walls&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'm the one at fault&lt;br /&gt;i'll never fight again&lt;br /&gt;and this is how it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's worht fighting for&lt;br /&gt;or why i have to scream&lt;br /&gt;but now i have some clarity&lt;br /&gt;to show you what i mean&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i got this way&lt;br /&gt;i'll never be alright&lt;br /&gt;so i'm breaking the habit&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking the habit&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107038229952209618?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107038229952209618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107038229952209618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107038229952209618' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-107028611771804123</id><published>2003-12-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T21:42:49.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; WinAmp [Mahoromatic OST 1 @ 320Kbps baybeeh!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; relieved  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;/me munches on some Reese's before typing&lt;/em&gt; [yum! me want some more! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i was on my way home, Meg called/texted me and said she needed a favor and needed to come over here at my house. eep! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/eek.gif&gt; my room is such a mess [not to mention filthy! ugh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy.gif&gt;] that i'm ashamed to let anyone, much less a girl, here in my room. heheheh... gives me a reason to clean it up, and fast! &lt;em&gt;/me shouts to myself "hayaku! hayakuu!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i continue, a quick round-up on what transpired when i last blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; i had three "appointments" after work, all at Makati: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     * 6:30pm - met up with Alvin/bluemist @ Glorietta to get blank cds for our blank cd trade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     * 7:30pm - met up with Reunion Committee @ Food Choices for follow-up discussion regarding Reunion-related matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     * 10:30pm - met up with David &amp; Jeng @ Greenbelt 3 for LFS of Master &amp; Commander: The Far Side of the World. Jo would've joined us, but he's with his "friends" over @ Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf. [i mean, where else would he be!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; still smarting from that one heck of a night, i was late for work as usual. i went to my dentist afterwards for my dental appointment, then went straight to Robinson's Place for the flop that was the RX Holiday Stick-On. if i hadn't been assigned to go there, i wouldn't be seen near that disaster! anyway, it was nice of Beryl to drop by, so OPG "took advantage" of it and got a free dinner/movie night out of it! nyahahaha! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt; &lt;em&gt;/me huggles Bebang while whispering "domo arigatou gozaimasu"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; go figure as to what i did after those two tiring nights... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; i only went out of the house to get a haircut later that afternoon. and because i hadn't really been "watching" animé for quite a while now, i decided to "marathon" an entire series. i did Nanaka 6/17 in one sitting! [12 episodes! w0ot!!!&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;] it has a nice story, has no outrageous mecha/magic stuff in it, and it can happen in real life. it deals with the main character [Kirisato Nanaka] who gets into an accident, w/c resulted in her "regressing" into a 6 year-old version of herself. [she's actually 17 years old, hence the title of the series.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lots on my mind that i wanted to blog about as i was on my way to work this morning, and also when i was on my way home from work, but i kinda lost them... drat! maybe it'll come back to me tomorrow... hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, a friendly reminder from my favorite android maid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.gonzague.com/stock/images/deco-mahoro.png&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecchi Nano Wa Ikenai to Omoimasu!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*song of the moment*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manazashi sotto hitotsu&lt;br /&gt;Darenimo mitsukakranu youni&lt;br /&gt;Funwari jikan daka ga&lt;br /&gt;Nagaretewa kieteku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee, kiito, negai kotoba wa&lt;br /&gt;Sora heto todoite&lt;br /&gt;Koukai mo namidea mo&lt;br /&gt;Omoide ni naru hazu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narande aruita kodo michi&lt;br /&gt;Itsuka, itsuka kokoni kaettekuru yo&lt;br /&gt;Naniganaku furimuitara&lt;br /&gt;Hona kimi no egao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Carefully, just one glance&lt;br /&gt;So that no one catches me&lt;br /&gt;Only the time, like a cloud&lt;br /&gt;Drifts away and vanishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our words of wishes probably&lt;br /&gt;Will reach the sky&lt;br /&gt;And our regrets and our tears&lt;br /&gt;Will become memories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This road that we walked side by side&lt;br /&gt;Someday, someday I will return here&lt;br /&gt;As I look back inadvertently&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayako Kawasumi - Kaerimichi (On The Way Home) [Mahoromatic OP ~TV Size~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-107028611771804123?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107028611771804123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/107028611771804123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107028611771804123' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106993972310481079</id><published>2003-11-27T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T21:30:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; cd walkman [Daredevil OST]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; full  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burp* 'scuse meeh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; thank goodness for the nice dinner i just had, [/me huggles mom for the yummy &lt;em&gt;sinigang&lt;/em&gt;] or else i'd be mad as hell after what i've been through the latter half of the day... not wanting to remember the full details, let's just say that i've been chewed up and spit out by my immediate boss 'coz of some work-related shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what have i been up to since the last time i blogged? can't remember much, all i know is that i'm uber-lazy to blog. things i could remember are the ff: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the chance to meet Mandy Moore over the weekend. she had her fan's day last Saturday over @ SM Megamall. luckily, i knew one of the people who's handling the event, so me and Jo got to have PRESS passes. weeeee!!! too bad i didn't get an autograph... [so did 95% of the almost-angry mob] at least i got to see her pretty close.  &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; also that Saturday night, me, Jo &amp; Jeng attended Beryl's party. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/drink.gif&gt; i would've drinked lots, if i didn't have a small trade the morning after... but i did eat a lot! ooog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched a flick last Monday with David &amp; Jo. we were supposed to watch Master &amp; Commander: The Far Side of The World, but the movie was too damn long [obvious ba sa title!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;] and we didn't want to end up going home late that night, so we just opted to watch Scary Movie 3 instead. damn it was funny! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif&gt; it heavily parodied Signs &amp; The Ring, but there were other movies as well... and to my surprise, not a single Wayans was in sight! [i think they all "died" during the last Scary Movie] but it's still funny though... if someone asked me to accompany them to watch it, i'd definitely go with them, just for the laugh trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after quite some time, [almost three weeks i think] OPG played badminton again! wo0t!!! we were also joined by Paeng, Anna &amp; Beryl. i had a great time playing, and i think i can say that for the others as well. although i was miffed afterwards 'coz Paeng was flirting with one of the owners of the resto that we ate in after the game, so we had to stay longer than usual... oh well... *shrugs* good thing it was a holiday the next day, so i just did a Jason Mraz. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and there's this new girl who's "annoying" me @ YM. she said she just found my YM nick and started to chat with me. we'll see where this goes... all she's done as of this afternoon is to annoy the hell out of me! i have little patience for "kids" [she's 3 years younger than me] who have nothing better to do than to bug me while i _try_ to do some actual work at the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*song of the moment*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to be at your service &lt;br /&gt;But now I’m alone cause you were here and you’re gone &lt;br /&gt;And all I ever wanted was to feel I had a purpose &lt;br /&gt;But now that’s all gone &lt;br /&gt;But if you could give me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one love, just one life &lt;br /&gt;Just once chance to believe in my.. &lt;br /&gt;Just one love, just one life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bleed for me and I didn’t get to notice you &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m stuck out on a line &lt;br /&gt;Bleed for me, I didn’t get to be with you &lt;br /&gt;Now you’re stuck in my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to be what you needed &lt;br /&gt;Cause something so strong, it could never be wrong &lt;br /&gt;And all I can promise, is to say what I’m feeling &lt;br /&gt;We’ve made it so long &lt;br /&gt;But if you could give me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one love, just one life &lt;br /&gt;Just once chance to believe in my.. &lt;br /&gt;Just one love, just one life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bleed for me and I didn’t get to notice you &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m stuck out on a line &lt;br /&gt;Bleed for me, I didn’t get to be with you &lt;br /&gt;Now you’re stuck in my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one love in my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bleed for me and I didn’t get to notice you &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m stuck out on a line &lt;br /&gt;Bleed for me, I didn’t get to be with you &lt;br /&gt;Now you’re stuck in my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one love in my life &lt;br /&gt;Just one love in my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saliva - Bleed For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106993972310481079?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106993972310481079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106993972310481079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106993972310481079' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106921678200930421</id><published>2003-11-19T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T12:40:16.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; convalescent &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i recovering from? depression, i guess... i was mildly depressed all day yesterday. actually, some remnants of the depression is still lingering on... crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe someone out there got fired from his work 'coz of blogging... go &lt;a href="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=661&amp;topic=-1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read all about it, and some tips on how not to get fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much happened the week i blogged last... got to watch &lt;strong&gt;Matrix Revolutions&lt;/strong&gt; again, but this time with my officemates, w/c made me appreciate the movie the first time i saw it @ Powerplant Mall; [THX rocks! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;] had dinner with the same peeps the next day @ Chili's Greenhills; &amp; picked up my brother @ the airport last Saturday afternoon. [yep, he's back from Kuwait...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo² invited me to watch the Mariah Carey concert @ The Fort open field last Sunday, but i declined, 'coz i wasn't in the mood to go out, &amp; i'm not much of a Mariah fan anyways... so i just stayed home and made a marathon-of-sorts by watching Smallville. [almost done with season 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday night, OPG went bowling @ Greenlanes. been a while since we played, can't remember the last time... we also haven't played badminton for weeks now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*song of the moment*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who to trust, no surprise&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone feels so far away from me)&lt;br /&gt;Heavy thoughts sift through the dust&lt;br /&gt;And the lies&lt;br /&gt;(Trying not to break, &lt;br /&gt;But I'm so tired of this deceit&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to make myself &lt;br /&gt;Get back up on my feet&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is this &lt;br /&gt;All the tiring and time between&lt;br /&gt;And how trying to put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Just takes so much out of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Take everything from the inside &lt;br /&gt;And throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I swear, for the last time &lt;br /&gt;I won't trust myself with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tension is building inside, steadily&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone feels so far away from me)&lt;br /&gt;Heavy thoughts forcing their way, out of me&lt;br /&gt;(Trying not to break &lt;br /&gt;But I'm so tired of this deceit&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to make myself&lt;br /&gt;Get back up on my feet&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is this&lt;br /&gt;All the tiring and time between&lt;br /&gt;And how, trying to put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Just takes so much out of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Repeat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont waste myself on you!&lt;br /&gt;You! [x2]&lt;br /&gt;Waste myself on you!&lt;br /&gt;You! [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Repeat (x2)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You! [x3]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park - From The Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106921678200930421?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106921678200930421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106921678200930421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106921678200930421' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106829232049340227</id><published>2003-11-08T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T19:52:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Neon Genesis Evangelion S² Works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; good &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is my general sentiment as of the moment, although the things that happened to me would say otherwise: i had a sucky work week; [been late for the whole week! *groans* must change that...] no badminton; [actually since last week, 'coz David is in Batanes...] my root canal is still not done, [just got home an hour ago, after being drenched by the pouring rain while going there!] plus i got too much negative stuff floating in my head. [please, just go away &amp; leave me alone! grrr...] &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/rocketwhore.gif&gt; &lt;--- for the negative stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are also some things that happened for me to be thankful though: free dinner + movie night [&lt;strong&gt;LOTR: Fellowship of the Ring Special Extended DVD&lt;/strong&gt;] over at Anna's place together with Jo² &amp; Jeng last Tuesday; [plus i got to (ab)use Anna's DSL connection! weeeee!&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;] got to watch &lt;strong&gt;Matrix Revolutions&lt;/strong&gt; on opening night [Wednesday, 10pm] at the Powerplant Mall @ Rockwell; [thankies j3n9r &amp; Marge! we were "one" with the rest of the world!!! *mwah*] &amp; the impromptu dinner @ Pizza Hut Megamall [@ the walkway branch, not @ bldg. B] with Jo², Jeng, &amp; Anna. *huggles* [not to mention me being able to get some "stuff" since the 'tards are away... mwehehehhe! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt; you'll never stop me fools!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... the molar that's undergoing root canal is starting to ache... maybe i better drink some Ponstan 500...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*song of the moment*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;&amp; let me sing among the stars...&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what spring is like&lt;br /&gt;On Jupiter and Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, hold my hand...&lt;br /&gt;In other words, darling kiss me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with song&lt;br /&gt;&amp; let me sing for ever more...&lt;br /&gt;You are all I long for,&lt;br /&gt;All I worship and adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, please be true...&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly Me To The Moon [Neon Genesis Evangelion ED Theme]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106829232049340227?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106829232049340227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106829232049340227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106829232049340227' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106792536984512915</id><published>2003-11-04T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T13:56:24.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; that same old feeling again... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to look back at the day-to-day happenings for the past week... just that i went to the dentist again for my root canal, [still not done yet] worked my ass off at the office, and when the holiday weekend [Nov. 1 &amp; 2] came, i just spent it at home with my parents, hanging out and talking about stuff. i was able to finish some animes that i was watching since last week. [Mugen no Ryvius &amp; Abenobashi Mahou Shotengai] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite tired of what's been going on with my life right now... i know someone out there will shout: &lt;em&gt;"then do something about it!"&lt;/em&gt; easier said than done, i grumble back... the problem is, i honestly don't know what i can do... maybe i do, it's just that i don't want to. why is that? am i afraid of change? is it because i've grown accustomed to this kind of lifestyle that even though it sometimes gives me incessant heartaches and needless worries, i still welcome it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a very confused individual indeed. sure, like all people in this world, i also have needs and wants in my life. but because of some circumstances, i have been unable to remove myself from this dreary existence &amp; stagnant slump. i may put on a happy face when i'm with others, but when i am by myself, i secretly wish that i could just curl up and die to escape this cruel and harsh reality. but then again, the other me would stop all those foolish thoughts and continue to struggle and live on... one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;'coz i am barely breathing, and i can't find the air... i dunno who i'm kidding, imagining you care... and i could stand here waiting, a fool for another day.... but don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price, the price that i would pay...&lt;/em&gt; -- Duncan Sheik - Barely Breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106792536984512915?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106792536984512915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106792536984512915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106792536984512915' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106723379328623484</id><published>2003-10-27T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T13:49:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; majorly pissed off &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooh... stupid insensitive prick!!! i hope you rot in hell!!! grrr... a simple "hi! how are you?" would suffice before asking me to do something for you, but NO! you had to barge in the pantry during lunchtime, act important and all, then demand that &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; do the work that &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; could've done last week while i was absent... &lt;em&gt;mamatay ka ng dilat, hayup ka!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now that i've got that out of the way, i can go on with blogging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; like i said, i went to the dentist for my root canal. i got there a few minutes after 3pm, but had to wait for an hour 'coz there were still other patients. when it was my turn, i prepped myself so that i won't feel much pain. after about an hour of drilling, injecting and stuff, we were done for the session. i thought that was it, but my dentist told me that it's not over yet. we still had 3-4 sessions left 'til the whole process was done. man, i really thought that we could do it in one sitting, but i guess not, since i'm not the only patient scheduled that day... oh well. *shrugs* so i went home to an empty house, had dinner, then it started to ache, and boy did it hurt like hell! i was reeling in pain, that i called up my brother to bring over some painkillers 'coz i already drank the last one. [bless my kuya... he's my savior!] in a span of two hours, [it started to ache at around 8pm] i had taken 1000mg of mefenamic acid, but the pain didn't subside til past 2 am. and to make things interesting, the friggin' electricity went out for about an hour or two... oh the agony! i was almost brought to tears with all of that happening... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; slept late = woke up late. no biggie, since i'm all alone anyways. after having a _really_ late brunch, i did a few chores aroung the house. after that, i watched TV [Futurama marathon that afternoon @ Studio 23] while preparing my dinner. i cooked a real meal [steamed rice + &lt;em&gt;ginisang kalabasa &amp; sitaw&lt;/em&gt;] instead of just plain fried stuff... i can't remember the last time i actually cooked... i had loads of fun preparing the ingredients, chopping them up, etc. the food turned out great, and it was delicious. [if i do say so myself. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend asked me this morning how i felt "living alone". i told her that it was a mix of emotions. i was glad 'coz i can do whatever i want, whenever i want, no one telling me to do this &amp; that, among other things. but then again, i also told her that i was kinda lonely, 'coz i had no one to talk to, to share what my day was like, etc. in a few words: &lt;em&gt;"masayang malungkot". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nobody cares for me... Nobody here needs me... A love to share but, nobody dares... Nobody cares for me...&lt;/em&gt; -- Rivermaya - A Love To Share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106723379328623484?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106723379328623484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106723379328623484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723379328623484' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106704702761788827</id><published>2003-10-25T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T09:57:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; okay, atm &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm baaack @ work! i was absent for the past two days, but i'll get to that in a bit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; after about two weeks of not playing badminton, i got to play again with my friends from work. it was a great feeling to be able to play again. i think my game is improving, but that's just me talking... heheheh! and i don't intend to make a career out of this. but whenever i get to play, i don't slack either. it's like when i play table tennis, i just want to be good at it.  &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; nothing much happened, just did my work for the day, and went straight home. but the traffic wasn't cooperating that night. i got home past 8pm, hungry and tired. that just sux!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; the pain in my first molar tooth had become unbearable so i called in sick and scheduled an appointment with the dentist in the afternoon. i had been taking painkillers since monday night, and it was bearable back then. after what seemed an eternity of waiting, [many patients already waiting when i got there] i found out that it was already infected, and i had to come back to the clinic later for a root canal. *shudder* i hope it doesn't hurt as much as the last time i had my wisdom tooth removed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; i thought i'd be able to go back to work yesterday, but the on/off fever i was having because of the infected tooth made it impossible. so i just rested at home and watched some pDVDs. [American Wedding, Chasing Papi &amp; Matrix Reloaded] i can still eat normally, but most of the chewing is done on the right part of my mouth, and no hard-to-chew stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so here i am now, at work, and counting the hours 'til my root canal... waaaaaah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention i'll be coming home later to an empty house [except for the pet dog &amp; fishes] 'coz the 'rents are going to the province? they'll be accompaying my grandma there and do some stuff to help raise funds for my brother's airfare... care to buy some stuff from me so i can help out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I don't mind spending everyday, out on your corner in the pouring rain. Look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay awhile... And she will be loved... She will be loved... &lt;/em&gt; -- Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106704702761788827?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106704702761788827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106704702761788827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106704702761788827' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106671347317001854</id><published>2003-10-21T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T13:17:53.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing wit meeh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/love.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Crazy For This Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;em&gt;Evan &amp; Jaron&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rolls the window down&lt;br /&gt;And she talks over the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of the cars that pass us by&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But she's changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus :&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her as she looks at me&lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And as she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's figured out&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one to hold me&lt;br /&gt;The night the sky fell down&lt;br /&gt;And what was I thinking when&lt;br /&gt;The world didn't end&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I know what I know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now (and right now)&lt;br /&gt;Face to face (face to face)&lt;br /&gt;All my fears (all my fears)&lt;br /&gt;Pushed aside&lt;br /&gt;And right now (and right now)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to spend the rest of my life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106671347317001854?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106671347317001854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106671347317001854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106671347317001854' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106663279604335687</id><published>2003-10-20T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T13:19:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an acoustic compilation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; alright &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesee, what happened during the last time i blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; i took the day off from work. [not because i went home late... heh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;] something came up at home that needed my presence. it was a family matter, and my dad, bro &amp; i were just preparing for the worst-case scenario... my brother over @ Kuwait got terminated from his job 'coz he was accused of stealing his store manager's cellphone. [like he'd really do that!?! stoopid Arab co-workers!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;] it just so happened that he was the "new guy", and i also learned that his own cellphone got lost, so all of us were assuming that he just got picked on to take the blame... i feel sorry for my bro 'coz he doesn't deserve to be treated like that... but the weird thing is, if he "really" did steal the cellphone, he should've been reported to the authorities over there and he shoud've been jailed, right? but no, he was just terminated and he's just staying in the accomodations together with his batchmates. even the agency here that sent him there wasn't aware of what happened. it was only when we called them up to inquire as to what happened did they attempt to check... we're still waiting for word btw... we're just hoping he can hang on in there 'til we figure out how we can get him back here safely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; me &amp; some of my officemates were supposed to have a video night @ my place. but due to some circumstances, we got stuck here in the office. but we still went to my place to have a _really_ late dinner... it was fun though. plus i got to do some "stuff" while waiting here... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; i was actually "working" that day! hahahaha! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt; i even worked 'til my supposed hours had passed already... anwyay, i didn't really treat what i did as "work" so i didn't mind. plus, since i was going to Makati anyways, i thought i'd do the "work" while passing the time... the reason i was @ Makati? i went there to meet up with my HS friends to discuss our plans for the Reunion next year. still the same peeps showed up, plus some new faces so it's not that bad... we got to cover some of the important stuff, but we'll be having more meetings for sure to keep track of the developments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; what else would i do? &lt;strong&gt;SLEEP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;us only, you and me... wherever you go I will be... just close your eyes and you’ll see... and wherever you go I will be &lt;/em&gt; -- Kosheen - All In My Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106663279604335687?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106663279604335687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106663279604335687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106663279604335687' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106621676288343619</id><published>2003-10-15T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T19:25:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; assorted sounds/noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; okay, i guess &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf!?! it's already past 7pm, and i'm still here in the office?!? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a valid explanation for that: it means i'm going somewhere tonight with my friends.  &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; where we'll go and what we'll do? still kinda up in the air... we're just waiting for our other friend to finish up. so, while waiting, i did some "magic" so i can blog on my workstation... and how! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeee!!!! i've already put the .swf file i "stole" from our HS Reunion Webby. *points to the link section* j3n9 was kind enough to give me a short tutorial on how to steal the swf file so i can upload it to my own website. but as for the code on how to actually make it appear on my bloggie? well, i "stole" it from our Webby as well... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt; heehehehe!!!! man, it would seem that "stealing" is all i'm good at... tsk²...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't like the direction my life is going through right now... my supposed priorities are all messed up; i haven't been getting "real" rest &amp; relaxation, among other things... i'm lost in this harsh &amp; cruel world, and i feel like i'm just wandering aimlessly towards nothingness... not good, definitely not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the cities grow, the rivers flow, where you are, i'll never know but i'm still here... if you were right and i was wrong, why are you the one who's gone, and i'm still here? &lt;/em&gt; -- Vertical Horizon - I'm Still Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106621676288343619?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106621676288343619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106621676288343619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621676288343619' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106505790123787017</id><published>2003-10-02T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T10:16:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; great &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it's NOT funny when you've already typed your entry, only to lose it 'coz your connection is being stupid! grrrrr.... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif&gt; now i'd hafta remember what i typed....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[now i've lost the post i made last week!! agh!!! this current post is supposed to be for today, October 9...] Blogger no baka baka baka!!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole week has passed, and it's only now that i found the time to blog. i've been busy at work [i've actually _done_ some! hah!] and at home [burning cds, downloading stuff, etc.] plus i was being lazy to log on and blog... so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't exactly do a day-to-day recap of the things that transpired during the past week, 'coz i can't remember them. however, i &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; remember what i did last weekend: i took a leave from work and spent the whole day over @ &lt;strong&gt;Enchanted Kingdom&lt;/strong&gt; with friends. weeeeeeeeeeeee!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif&gt; new attractions [Kart Trak, Xtreme Paintball, 4D] plus the old faves [Space Shuttle, Anchors Away, Rio Grande Rapids, Flying Fiesta, Jungle Log Jam, etc] equals a day of pure fun!!! the best part of it all was: IT'S ALL FREE!!!!! wo0t!!! huuuuuge thankies to Jo² &amp; Jeng... sige na nga, to David na den. [for the company, kse kaming 2 ang freeloaders... go kuya!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;] although we had a shouting match with the inept bus people before going home, i'd say that all in all, it was a great day! we'll refrain from commuting to &amp; from Enchanted though, unless we want that incident to happen again... woke up the morning after for a lil' trade @ makati, 'coz i had to pick up a replacement cd. after that, i went straight home and resumed my favorite past-time: SLEEP! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my streak of not coming late to the office ended last week, but he lates i've accumulated for this week aren't really that much to worry about... [just by a minute or two each day] i've beaten the buzzer this morning, so i hope things will look up for the rest of the week. plus i got a freebie mocha frap!!! nice way to start the work day... thankies to Bebang! *mwah&amp;hugz* you're a savior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;'coz we've lost it all, nothing lasts forever, i'm sorry i can't be perfect... now it's just too late, and we can't go back, i'm sorry i can't be perfect... &lt;/em&gt; -- Perfect - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106505790123787017?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106505790123787017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106505790123787017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106505790123787017' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106480449529490309</id><published>2003-09-29T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T11:01:35.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; so damn fine &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... *stretch* new work week...  just 2 minutes late. commuting is really a bitch, especially on a Monday. man, you should see the sea of people at the northbound Sucat &amp; Bicutan exits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, another round-up for the days that i didn't blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; still stuck inside the prod booth most of the day. after work, i asked my friends to watch &lt;em&gt;"Once Upon A Time in Mexico"&lt;/em&gt; with me. the movie wasn't action-packed as &lt;strong&gt;Desperado&lt;/strong&gt;, but i still liked the movie. there was this annoying person at our back who kept on going out of his seat in a hurry and getting back in a hurry as well, bumping the backs of our seats everytime he does it. and then he had the audacity to shout at someone using his cellphone! grrr.. i'd appreciate what he did if i wasn't already pissed at him, so i was already preparing to shout at him if he does it again... good thing he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't stuck inside the prod booth _that_ much, 'coz i still had to do my countdown tabulations. [hah! friday _is_ my busiest day, remember?] oh well, i was ready to go home after work, but David asked me if i could join him in watching a movie, since he wasn't able to join us the day before. since i wanted to uniwnd as well, i joined him. we watched "Freddy vs. Jason". one comment about the movie: how the heck did it become &lt;em&gt;"the No. 1 movie in America for 2 weeks"&lt;/em&gt; !?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt; i wasn't even scared... in fact, we were the only ones sniggering while the hack-fest was going on... we were a buncha weirdos... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; clean-up day at the office. i was an hour and a half late, but since i was going to spend the enitre day at the office anyway, i don't mind. [but i will when my next paycheck comes in... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt;] i got a new bag, shirt &amp; a pair of socks [all Reebok! w00t!] 'coz of the promotion i joined. neat! after that, we went to Greenpark Badminton Center for what else, &lt;strong&gt;badminton&lt;/strong&gt;! we finished at 10pm. so we bought food and came back here at the station 'coz Jojo hasn't finished cleaning his work area yet. but he drove us home anyway, so no biggie waiting for him to get done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; slept away most of it. when i woke up later in the afternoon, it was raining. drat! i had to go to my cousin's place 'coz i had to get some stuff from him. good thing my kuya called and said they'll be dropping by for dinner. i got to borrow their car. heheheh! my temperamental compie acted up again. so i had to reinstall again! hmmm.... been like this since i changed from WinME... i'm now using WinXP Professional, [no WPA patch yet, 'coz i was alerady sleepy to search for one...] hope this one won't be as temperamental as the Home Edition... or else i'll be using Win2K Pro, since it is the most stable one to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp, that wraps it up. does anyone else beside me read this shit!?! mag-comment naman kayo! please? tenksberimats! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/chinois.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;if i just breathe, let it fill the space in between, i'll know everything is alright... breathe every little piece of me, you'll see, everything is alright, if i just breathe &lt;/em&gt; -- Michelle Branch - Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106480449529490309?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106480449529490309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106480449529490309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106480449529490309' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106436911903315727</id><published>2003-09-24T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T10:05:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; hippity-hoppity music &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; harassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei yo wasap my homies!?! werd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be spending most of my day inside the production booth here in the office 'coz i have a deadline to finish. [my entire fault 'coz i've been postponing doing it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the right part of my left knee started to hurt on my way home last night. i dunno if it's 'coz of the walkathon i did monday morning, or just plain &lt;em&gt;"rayuma"&lt;/em&gt;. damn i'm getting _old_... *groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, speaking of going home last night, boy was i quick to the draw! as soon as the clock struck 6pm, i gathered my stuff, zipped by the bundy clock, and was out of the door in a matter of minutes. the reason i wanted to get out of here was 'coz my bosses were sooo eager to make me do more work than usual. [i tolja yesterday that i was gonna be busy for the rest of the day, ryt? well, as the saying goes: &lt;em&gt;"when it rains, it friggin' pours like there's no tomorrow!"&lt;/em&gt; since i already did my share for the day, i wasn't in the mood to do more... besides, when i got home, i had to fix my temperamental compie. it kept on shutting down intermittently, so i had to reinstall everything again. [at least the friggin' WPA of WinXP won't bother me again... hahaahah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt; putting a fan beside the CPU didn't seem to do the trick, at least the HD's don't heat up as much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah! i'm here before 9am!!! w00t!!! wtf!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp, seeing as i'll be busy for the rest of the week, i hope i'll still be &lt;strong&gt;alive&lt;/strong&gt; to enjoy my weekend.... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Someday I'll fly, someday I'll soar.... Someday I'll be something much more... 'Coz I'm bigger than my body gives me credit for...&lt;/em&gt; -- John Mayer - Bigger Than My Body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106436911903315727?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106436911903315727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106436911903315727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106436911903315727' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106429302961422166</id><published>2003-09-23T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T12:57:08.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; busog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BURP* 'scuse meeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a great lunch... naparami nga ata yung dala kong baon kasi muntikan ko nang hindi maubos. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt; it'd be a waste if i threw it away, so i just finished it all. most folks would say &lt;em&gt;"ang takaw mo naman!"&lt;/em&gt; anong gusto 'nyong gawin ko?! alam ko maraming nagugutom na bata sa lansangan, pero tatanggapin ba nila yung tirang pagkain na ibibigay ko? saka paghahanapin mo ba ako ng batang gusgusin na pagibibigyan ng pagkain... eh sigurado namang pera ang hihingiin nung mga yun,kahit bigyan mo ng pagkain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i forgot to mention yesterday na nilakad ko ulet mula sa bahay ko hanggang sa Sucat exit ng South Super Highway. hindi na naman kasi gumagalaw yung traffic sa Sucat Road, and if i rode the jeep, i'd be more late than usual. and besides, i've gotten used to walking that stretch already... i just think of it as exercise. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i was running around here in the office doing some work... *whew* nakakapagod den... heheheh, at least i won't be _really_ idle today, and i think i'll be busy for the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*random song line*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;There's gotta be more to life than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me.&lt;/em&gt; -- Stacie Orrico - (There's Gotta Be) More To Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106429302961422166?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106429302961422166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106429302961422166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106429302961422166' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106419801988374143</id><published>2003-09-22T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T10:33:39.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; okay &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... short summary again, since i'm a wee-bit lazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; went to Makati with Jojo &amp; David to unwind, ate @ Chili's Greenbelt, [where i had to have the food i ordered replaced 'coz it had a strand of hair on it!] played games @ Timezone GB3, then went home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; went straight home, although i arrived 9pm, 'coz of heavy traffic. good thing i wasn't _that_ hungry, or else i would've died of hunger inside that bus... not funny at all. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; all set to go home, when tropang OPG asked if they could come along... meaning, they wanted to crash to my place and hang out.  so i said "yea, sure, y not?" we bought some some food &amp; beer along the way, had some nice home-cooked dinner, [mejo bitin sila... heheh!] watched pDVD's, [2Fast, 2Furious &amp; Bulletproof Monk] konting kwentuhan, then they left at around 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; i wasn't _that_ late coming to work, eventhough i had that unexpected company. [under an hour late lang naman.. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;] after work, i took a nap here @ the office, since i wasn't going home yet. tropang OPG was scheduled to play badminton @ the recently opened &lt;strong&gt;Greenpark Badminton Center&lt;/strong&gt;. after playing, we crashed @ David's place. we had a great dinner, and we ended up watching a pDVD. [I Am Sam] we left his place at around 1:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; in a few words, i pulled off a &lt;em&gt;"Jason Mraz"&lt;/em&gt;. [those who know me really well will understand what i mean when i use that term.] i also wasted away in front of the PC [surfing, watching animé] and the TV [watched a movie: &lt;em&gt;"The Rookie"&lt;/em&gt; on Star Movies.]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that, i now resume my dreary life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106419801988374143?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106419801988374143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106419801988374143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106419801988374143' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106372882934363789</id><published>2003-09-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T00:13:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my cd walkman [Norah Jones - Come Away With Me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; wide awake &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a refreshing bath, and i already changed my beddings, so i'll be ready to slumber as soon as the sleepy-head in me awakens... [i hope that made sense. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, didn't get much work done at the office kanina, 'coz our server's proxy software was acting up again, so most of the workstations didn't have 'net connections. ugh... 'coz of that, i wasn't able to resume the queued "goodies"... oh well, hope it'll get fixed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home after attending the premiere of &lt;em&gt;Hollywood Homicide&lt;/em&gt; tonight. the movie was boring, though i'm sure most of the ladies would only see the movie for Josh Hartnett &amp; Harrison Ford...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;off-topic random thought:&lt;/strong&gt; isn't it sad when you miss a person, but that person doesn't miss you at all? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! new link! it's my Kaoru-neesan's journal... her user info is _maad_! wish i could introduce myself with as many words as she did! gleng²...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't think of anything else to write, so i'll end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106372882934363789?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106372882934363789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106372882934363789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106372882934363789' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106359640047121094</id><published>2003-09-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T11:26:40.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; ultra-lazeeh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap... nothing will get done if i'm feeling like this! *groan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessee... what did i did the past few days since i last blogged? &lt;em&gt;/me scans last post for reference then looks at calendar&lt;/em&gt; hmmm... went home after work Wednesday &amp; Thursday, [no badminton for me last week!] went out with college friends last Friday night/Saturday morning. oh, don't ask as to where we went... 'coz i won't tell! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; slept away my Saturday, [didn't get to go to work! damn....] went to Glorietta Sunday morning for the trade, then rearranged/reorganized my animé cds in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that's about it. now, i _need_ to work. [do i really need to??? *sigh*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106359640047121094?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106359640047121094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106359640047121094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106359640047121094' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106311525592516692</id><published>2003-09-09T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T21:48:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; at home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an album [The Lounge Story]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; some girl's boo... err... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt; kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheh! nagpapatawa lang po! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually doing a couple of things tonight: burning cds for an animé trade this weekend [haven't had one in about a month!], while still listening to &lt;strong&gt;The Lounge Story&lt;/strong&gt; that i "borrowed" from my officemate [a great chill-out album... go get it!], while downloading some stuff off the 'net, [mp3s, mangas, and whatever's queued on Go!Zilla] and blogging as well! *whew* i'm basically beating up my compie... hope it doesn't conk out on me... *wishes _real_ hard* i need to buy a separate cooling fan for my CPU 'coz it heats up pretty fast now. [especially the HD's i attach/detach] *wonders when i can go to HMR to buy surplus fans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my &lt;em&gt;beloved&lt;/em&gt;, [my compie, that is] i'm not enjoying WinXP Home Ed, in terms of the 'net connection stuff. i can't maximize my connection, and i'm using a 56K modem with it. [my old ISA 33.6K modem gave me quite good speeds on WinME] maybe i'll give it a month. i still like how everything is shiny and the apps are really loading fast as against to WinME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally linked our HS Reunion webby, and it's steadily being updated weekly with new stuff... [piccies, articles, alumni updates] *points to the &lt;strong&gt;Links&lt;/strong&gt; section on the right* hopefully some of our fellow alums can contribute new material and participate too... i wanted to "steal" the swf file that my friend make and put it here on my bloggie 'coz it's soooo cool! but i dunno if this bloggie can handle swf files... oh wellz... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i finally got my hands on a copy of Linkin Park's latest album, &lt;em&gt;Meteora&lt;/em&gt; over the weekend. but i only got to listen to it this morning while on my way to work and on my way home. [i set my cd walkman on repeat] aside from the already released tracks, [Somewhere I Belong, Faint &amp; Numb] i also liked Breaking the Habit &amp; Easier to Run. i liked the whole album, but not as much as their first one... [&lt;em&gt;Hybrid Theory&lt;/em&gt; still r0x0rz! rawr!!] at least they didn't suffer the sophomore jinx. [i _refuse_ to believe that Reanimation was their 2nd album! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;] i've yet to check the "enhanced" portions of the cd. some other time, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;augh! if i had DSL connection, i prolly _will_ never get out of my room anymore! anyone out there care to donate 2,500 PHP every month to cover the rate? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106311525592516692?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106311525592516692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106311525592516692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106311525592516692' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106299155157576560</id><published>2003-09-08T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T11:25:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an album [The Lounge Story]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; cool, calm &amp; collected &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cool.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be because of this "chill-out" album i'm listening to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the most recent wishes that i want to be granted as soon as possible is that we have an efficient public transport system here in our country. [paging MMDA!!!] i'm sure i won't be the only happy commuter who'd want to have that... it's either that, or the price of oil to go down to affordable levels! [w/c is next to impossible! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekend can be summed up in one word: sleep! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt; i've slept away most of my weekend, and my parents didn't mind it that much, since they knew i've been coming home late these past few days. i was able to do a few chores yesterday, so i guess that was the trade-off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, it's &lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt; already... which means i can say this now: &lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/em&gt; heheheh! for those who didn't know, here in our country, as soon as the "-ber" month comes, it's the unofficial start of the Christmas season. *sigh* will it be cold again this year? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106299155157576560?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106299155157576560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106299155157576560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106299155157576560' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106256776752651197</id><published>2003-09-03T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T13:42:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an album [Good Acoustics by Firehouse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; lonely &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feeling sux0rz bigtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was an hour late for work today, [entirely my fault, btw] &amp; i have sooo many things to do here at work, but this loneliness [plus the cold weather] is bringing me down... and because i don't want to be a bother to the one person i really want to talk to, i've got no one else to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing extraordinary is happening with my life right now, if anybody cares to know. just the usual stuff: work, fixing up my compie, playing badminton at least once a week, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't watched any animés for the past two weeks 'coz of the blank cd trade i did a few weeks ago, &amp; 'coz i've been coming home late anyways, plus i'm still in the process of fixing up my compie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding!?! i'm feeling this way 'coz i'm still torn up about the incident that happened two weeks ago. i'm sure she's doing fine and had completely forgotten about it... as for stupid, overly-melodramatic me? well, see for yourself. *sigh* why am i still affected by it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106256776752651197?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106256776752651197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106256776752651197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106256776752651197' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106212485328567355</id><published>2003-08-29T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T10:40:53.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; tired &amp; sleepy &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd be tired &amp; sleepy too if you've played badminton last night from 9pm-12mn! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were very lucky indeed... 'coz the last time we were "walk-in" customers @ Pioneer Badminton, we had to wait for 2 hours! i was forced to read old girly magazines [cosmo, mega, etc.] as we waited. when we finished off the old mags, we just watched the other players do their stuff. but last night was different. as soon as we got there after ushering for the premiere, we inquired if there was an available court. we were already expecting the worst, 'coz of the last time, but fate wanted us to enjoy that night, and so we got a court! yay! after that exhausting game, we went to Tropical Hut and i ordered the Spring Chicken Meal + extra rice. heheheh... saraaaaaaaap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, uwian na. i got home a few minutes before 2am. nakapag-online pa ko and got to chat a bit with my cousin who's doing school stuff... [yea right! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;] i had to stay up for a bit eventhough i was dead tired, 'coz i ate a full meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and again, 'coz of that, i'm late for work. ~uguu~ [so what else is new!?! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106212485328567355?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106212485328567355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106212485328567355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106212485328567355' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106204045554875341</id><published>2003-08-28T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T11:14:56.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officially Missing You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tamia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse One]&lt;br /&gt;All I hear is raindrops&lt;br /&gt;Falling on the rooftop&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby tell me why'd you have to go&lt;br /&gt;Cause this pain I feel&lt;br /&gt;It wont go away&lt;br /&gt;And today I'm officially missing you&lt;br /&gt;I thought that from this heartache&lt;br /&gt;I could escape&lt;br /&gt;But I fronted long enough to know&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no way&lt;br /&gt;And today&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, can't nobody do it like you&lt;br /&gt;Said every little thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby say it stays on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I, I'm officially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse Two]&lt;br /&gt;All I do is lay around&lt;br /&gt;Two years full of tears&lt;br /&gt;From looking at your face on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Just a week ago you were my baby&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't even know you at all&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you at all&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish that you would call me right now&lt;br /&gt;So that I could get through to you somehow&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's safe to say baby safe to say&lt;br /&gt;That I'm officially missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought I could just get over you baby&lt;br /&gt;But I see that's something I just can't do&lt;br /&gt;From the way you would hold me&lt;br /&gt;To the sweet things you told me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't find a way&lt;br /&gt;To let go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yes&lt;br /&gt;All I hear is raindrops&lt;br /&gt;And I'm officially missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106204045554875341?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106204045554875341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106204045554875341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106204045554875341' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106203956072229892</id><published>2003-08-28T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T10:26:04.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an album [linkin park's hybrid theory]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; tired &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm almost complete with the re-installation and re-configuring of my home pc. [just need to get the updates from the website] i'm also done with the cds that i needed to burn for the trade. good thing i went home early yesterday so i was able to finish it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a chance to talk to vince yesterday [my HS classmate who is the "eternal" president] and he's so excited about organizing and planning for our reunion next year. he already launched our official website [go &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/wisdom_class94"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to take a peek] and it looks nice. he's making me the content partner on the site, so it'll be up to me to figure out what stuff to put in there. honestly speaking, with all the things happening to me as of late, my interest with the reunion has waned a bit. but after having that talk with vince, i was re-energized. now i have something else to occupy my mind and time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else... i watched some movies with my friends the last two days. [League of Extraordinary Gentlemen @ Glorietta &amp; the Warner Bros.' gala premiere of Legally Blonde 2 @ Theater Mall in Greenhills] actually, tonight we'll be having our own premiere for Legally Blonde 2 @ SM Megamall, and i'll be one of the ushers. but since i've already seen the film, i'll just do my job, and then go with my friends to play badminton. hope we can get a court @ Pioneer Badminton tonight... i need to smash away my stress &amp; anxieties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to my online friends... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt; but the thing is: &lt;em&gt;do they miss talking to me as well?&lt;/em&gt; *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106203956072229892?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106203956072229892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106203956072229892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106203956072229892' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106177860928853346</id><published>2003-08-25T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T10:31:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; mentally exhausted &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/rolleyes.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez! it's only morning and i'm "exhausted" already?! why is that? well, the voices in my head never stopped talking since they started over the weekend. it kept on tellinge me that i have to do this, i have to do that, blah², yadda²... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/blabla.gif&gt; *gaah* and it still is telling me to do stuff as i type away... will you just shut up for a few minutes so i can blog!?! damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was installing WinXP Home Ed on my pc yesterday, and i managed to pull it off. didn't install the other stuff as i still needed to finish the cds that i needed to do for my trade. so while i was configuring the audio and modem on my pc, i was able to burn a few cds. for a few moments i was able to configure my _old_ modem [read: an ISA slot 33.6 internal modem] to work on WinXP. [w/c i didn't think was possible. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;] but when i tried again after having dinner, it don't wanna work no more! waaah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt; and since it was already a bit late, i decided to hit the sack and catch some ZzZzZ's. [i'll take a crack at it again when i go home later] i had an uneventful sleep, and before my last alarm [set @ 7am] went off, i was already wide awake. blame that to the voices in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i got out of bed earlier than usual, you'd think that i wouldn't be late for work today huh?! think again! i got out of the house a few minutes before 8am, since i already heard on the radio that traffic was a mess @ Sucat interchange. when i i got out of our subdivision, i saw that the traffic wasn't really moving, so i decided to walk all the way to Sucat interchange. [pretty far for some people, but i've been used to walking anyways, and i _did_ walk that stretch a few times already in the past. go me! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;] when i reached the interchange, i saw the cause of the standstill: MMDA's demolition job [a.k.a. Sidewalk Clearing Operations] was the culprit. methinks they started over the weekend, [i already saw the partially demolished structures last Saturday before going to work] and i guess they're just finishing up. the other cause of the traffic was the peeps who had been directly affected with the operations. they were staging some sort of a rally/protest, complete with picket signs and megaphone-blaring individuals calling out for justice and proper implementation of the law, stuff like that. gimme a break! justice they say!? they're &lt;strong&gt;squatters&lt;/strong&gt;, plain &amp; simple. they have no right to be there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 'coz of that mess, i'm late for work. heh... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's time for me to go do it! [work, i mean... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106177860928853346?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106177860928853346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106177860928853346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106177860928853346' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106164066669601622</id><published>2003-08-23T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T12:00:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home [finally! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my walkman w/c is hooked on to the speakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; like a total idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i'm blogging, i'm also burning cd's for a trade that i was supposed to do this weekend, but since i've been coming home _really_ late these past couple of days, i've re-scheduled it. good thing the trader didn't mind. *whew* so i got my lazy ass to get the burning started right after i finished watching &lt;strong&gt;Bastard&lt;/strong&gt;. [one word for this OAV series: BITIN! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt;] i was supposed to start burning an hour ago, but it was wasted by me trying to find an episode that i needed for the trade. *gaah* serves me right for not properly labelling my stuff, so i had to go through boxes &amp; boxes of cd's trying to find that friggin' episode.... ~uguuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also supposed to have a dinner "date" with an online friend last Tuesday. we started on ICQ, already met once, &amp; still chat on YM and text each other as of late. i was the one who scheduled it, but silly me forgot that my Tuesday was reserved for badminton, so i had to cancel it and re-sked to next week. i've yet to ask her when she'd like to meet up... &lt;em&gt;/me makes mental note to text her later&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday last week was not a good day for me. what started as a pleasant conversation with my mom over the phone turned out to be another litany of how we could make ends meet and that i never give enough for the expenses at home. i was a bit frustrated with this and i may have said some hurtful things at her. after that, i wanted to find comfort and solace, so i turned to 2 friends who happened to be online at the time. one was sympathetic and gave me some tips and advices, [he was kinda/sorta in the same situation as me, but not entirely] but the other one was not quite what i expected. let's just say that our opinions on the subject matter didn't agree, and when i "attempted" to shift to another topic, w/c made me make a statement that was intended to be a joke, she misread it and treated it as a serious remark and reprimand me for it. *augh* i was already pissed off with what happened earlier, and i didn't need to make myself feel much worse... but it happened, and in the process, i inadvertently pissed her off as well... crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night = Anniversary Party for the listeners. i was on video camera duty that night, and since the venue [the &lt;strong&gt;Forum&lt;/strong&gt; @ the &lt;strong&gt;Podium&lt;/strong&gt;]was a bit posh, i dressed a bit formal. [black long-sleeved polo that i folded up to my elbows + black pants] most of us who had duties [reception, setup, P.A.'s] went earlier so we could have dinner before the guests arrived. lo and behold! as i got there, i noticed that the waiters are all wearing black! [except for their polo, w/c is short-sleeved] fuckin' a! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif&gt; but i wasn't really _that_ pissed about it... good thing i had the vidcam with me everytime i was roaming around the place, or else they'd mistake me or a waiter and order stuff! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; as always, &lt;strong&gt;Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/strong&gt; always brings the house down... the other performers were great as well. [Kyla, Nina, Jay-R, Side A, Arnee, etc.] since i had an assignment that night, i didn't drink that much. di bale, next Friday na lang ako babawi sa office... mwehehehehe!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my hard disk has developed some bad sectors already... i've been reinstalling the OS [WinMe! i know, some say it sux0rz, but it works for meeh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy.gif&gt;] a few times already just so i could boot up and do stuff. hope it doesn't die on me til i find a temp solution... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106164066669601622?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106164066669601622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106164066669601622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106164066669601622' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106126032242738216</id><published>2003-08-19T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T10:32:44.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; crazy &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick run-down on some of the things i did after i last blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; tinamad ako, so i didn't go to work. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; just stayed at home, slept most of the day, &amp; watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; one of my bosses added an unnecessary pressure on me by making me do some work for him w/c i was supposed to do next week, as we had agreed upon when we talked last Wednesday. apparently he was pissed off, and was already making life miserable for some of the peeps here before he added me to his quota... i had no plans of going out after work, but tropang OPG wanted to go to Makati for 2 reasons: one was to drop by @ Hard Rock to see Katya Santos in concert, and the other was to take a peek @ Temple Bar to do an ocular, since our sister company is going to do an event there. so i tagged along, para naman makapag-unwind ako from the stress that the additional work gave me. nothing much to say about Katya's supposed singing prowess... she's just all boobs anyway. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/drool.gif&gt; we didn't finish the whole "concert", [but we got to drink some free San Mig Lights though...sawap! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/drink.gif&gt;] 'coz we still had to go to Temple Bar. when we got there, Globe was having a party, so we stayed for a few minutes while my officemate took a look at the place. after that, we had coffee @ The Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf. as usual, Emily was a sight to behold, altho ala sa counter, and she seemed to be preoccupied with something, 'coz she didn't seem approachable that night. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; met up with Litz [my ex] and her friends at Red Ribbon Megamall after work. she'd been asking me to meet up with her since last week dahil may bowling tourney ang company nila. i was supposed to meet up with a friend later over at Powerbooks anyway, so i agreed. while they were eating, [i already had lunch] we talked about stuff, caught up with what the other one was doing, blah², the usual... after eating, they went on ahead, while i waited for the friend that i was supposed to meet. she was a few minutes late, so when she got there, she just gave me the cds, lingered and talked for a while, then we both went our separate ways. when i got home, i intended to sleep, pero naabutan kong paalis ung mom ko with my kuya &amp; ate. punta daw silang SM Southmall to watch &lt;em&gt;Noon at Ngayon.&lt;/em&gt; sumama naman ako, kse they asked if i wanted to go with them. it was a good movie. i enjoyed watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; did some household chores. slept, watched TV, etc. at least inde ako nagmistulang "palamuning baboy" tulad nung isa jan... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; we had our Gen. Staff Meeting here at work. it's been quite a while since we had one, and since Anniversary Month namin ngayon, we had to have one, 'coz we got lots to talk about. anyways, not much good news... and bida na naman po ang inyong lingkod since kasama ako sa Top 5 sa late and special mention den since ubos na ang sick leaves ko. *sigh* &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/rolleyes.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that should do it... for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106126032242738216?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106126032242738216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106126032242738216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106126032242738216' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106074102765532981</id><published>2003-08-13T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T10:17:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio monitor [RX Monster's Riot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; genki! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smoke.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i'm a few minutes late for work, [w/c is really nothing new to me anymore] i actually feel great this morning. maybe it's because i was able to play badminton last night, and played bowling Monday night. all that i did with my officemates/friends. it's quite tiring, but i had loads of fun. nakakabitin nga lang... and also because of that 2-day sporting binge, mejo low na naman ako sa gimik funds, heheheh... tag-hirap na naman ang yours truly! huhuhuh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did anyone else notice something up in the sky w/c is becoming steadily brighter near the Moon? nope, it's not Venus, but &lt;strong&gt;Mars&lt;/strong&gt;! here's something i got from my HS mailing list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLOSE ENCOUNTER WITH MARS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never again in your lifetime will the Red Planet be so spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month and next Earth is catching up with Mars, an encounter that will culminate in the closest approach between the two planets in recorded history. The next time Mars may come this close is in 2287. Due to the way Jupiter's gravity tugs on Mars and perturbs its orbit, astronomers can only be certain that Mars has not come this close to Earth in the last 5,000 years but it may be as long as 60,000 years. The encounter will culminate on August 27th when Mars comes to within 34,649,589 miles and will be next to the moon) the brightest object in the night sky. It will attain a magnitude of -2.9 and will appear 25.11 arc seconds wide. At a modest 75-power magnification Mars will look as large as the full moon to the naked eye. Mars will be easy to spot. At the beginning of August Mars will rise in the east at 10 p.m. and reach its azimuth at about 3 a.m. But by the end of August when the two planets are closest, Mars will rise at nightfall and reach its highest point in the sky at 12:30 a.m. That's pretty convenient when it comes to seeing something that no human has seen in recorded history. So mark your calendar at the beginning of August to see Mars grow progressively brighter and brighter throughout the month. Share with your children and grandchildren. No one alive today will ever see this again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really quite something huh? i've already seen comets, meteor showers, eclipses [both solar &amp; lunar], and now, i'll be able to see Mars without the aid of a telescope! such a milestone for our generation indeed! this is something worth looking forward to, &amp; i'm so excited about it already... weeeeeee! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106074102765532981?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106074102765532981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106074102765532981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106074102765532981' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106056915928003574</id><published>2003-08-11T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T10:33:14.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; a CD compilation i made for someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; bubbly &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat teh hell? &lt;em&gt;"bubbly"?&lt;/em&gt; that's how a co-worker described me today. being &lt;strong&gt;"bubbly"&lt;/strong&gt; is defined as &lt;em&gt;"one showing good spirits"&lt;/em&gt; was i exuding "bubbly"-ness during that time, giving him the reason to describe me that way? i sure am not aware that i was being bubbly... as a matter of fact, i'm feeling kinda surly, but not so much though... more like being in between a good mood and a bad mood. maybe since it's a monday, i'm gauging the demeanor that i'll display for the rest of the week.  i won't jinx it by wishing for either of the two 'coz it might turn out the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what have i been doing since i last blogged? oh, i got to watch &lt;strong&gt;Bad Boys II&lt;/strong&gt; last week. i must say that that movie is the runaway winner for best sequel for the year. [if there ever was an award for that category &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]the movie was kinda long [almost 3 hours] but it was all worth it! the story was solid, wicked action scenes, funny banters between the two lead stars, it's all good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animé-wise, i was finally able to finish watching &lt;strong&gt;Excel Saga&lt;/strong&gt;. i've started watching it two weeks ago, and it was sooo nonsensically funny, that i couldn't watch all of it in one sitting. i was taken aback after the last few episodes developed a "kinda-serious-but-not-too-much" storyline, but it fit nicely with the whole concept of the series, so it was okay. after that, i watched &lt;strong&gt;Jubei-chan the Ninja Girl: Secret of the Lovely Eye-Patch&lt;/strong&gt; in one sitting. it's a light take on one of Japan's strongest samurais. &lt;em&gt;entertaining&lt;/em&gt; is the one word to describe the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya was able to lend me some of his pDVD's over the weekend, so me and the 'rents were able to watch some movies at home. we got to watch &lt;strong&gt;Basic&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Double Vision&lt;/strong&gt;. the first one is still waiting to be shown in local theaters here, and i don't think everyone would like it, not unless the majority of the viewers appreciate brainy flicks that actually make them think and analyze the whole movie so they could understand it.  [as i've proven in my previous posts, i &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; like watching these kinds of films. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;] the second one, i'm not too sure if it was locally shown already. it's an HK flick w/c was released internationally. it dealt with the unnatural killings that had to do with some religious cult, and the two leads [a local cop &amp; an FBI agent] who were assigned to solve the case. again, not for everyone's consumption, especially for those who dislike reading subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i guess all i've been doing is watching stuff, ne? a good way to pass the idle time. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; i was also able to talk to some of my friends overseas, and we had a blast catching up on stuff. it's really nice to keep in touch with friends who you miss and miss you back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m'kay, i guess this'll do for now. time to get back to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106056915928003574?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106056915928003574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106056915928003574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106056915928003574' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-106015027231939937</id><published>2003-08-06T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T14:11:12.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; a bunch of mp3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; grateful &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm still alive, if anyone cares at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been almost a week since i last blogged because of a couple of things: i got sick [again] over the weekend, and i didn't have the proper mindset to blog about anything. now, did i intentionally let myself be sick again after being out for almost a week last month? &lt;em&gt;hell no!&lt;/em&gt; what kind of an effin' question is that!?!  let's just say that it was inevitable, since my mom first got the flu last week after we came back from the airport. then the virus passed on to my dad, and then i got it eventually. my older brother also got sick 'coz of the flu, and so did my friend's GF, so i guess the virus &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; everywhere these days. plus the weather nowadays is not helping at all. tough luck for people with low resistance to being sick, like me... *sigh* i was already feeling a bit better than yesterday, and since my fever went down already, i decided to go to work today. but being stuck at home since the weekend, i was not so enthusiastic to go back... i just psyched myself up with the other things i can do around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wall-mounted fan of 4+ years conked out on me over the weekend. it gave me a tiny display of sparks and that unmistakable smell of burning wires. i brought it to the repair shop the next day to see if it can still be salvaged. lucky for me, the dude said that he only needed to replace something and he can repair it right there and then. so i said okay and i waited. while waiting, i was &lt;em&gt;"treated"&lt;/em&gt; to a reality check on how my life is really much better than the rest of the general populace. i just sat there for about two hours and observed the lives of these people. man, all i can say is that despite of all the shit that's been happening to me, they've had it worse. but then again, they're still living, surviving through it all... i guess that's one lesson i've learned. all the hardships and harshness that i've experienced throughout my 25 years of existence is nothing compared to what those poor souls are going through, and i'm so ashamed of myself... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sad.gif&gt; i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-106015027231939937?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106015027231939937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/106015027231939937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106015027231939937' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105963425517103457</id><published>2003-07-31T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T14:50:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; a cd compilation of The Corrs [not pirated! it actually came from the record company...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; questionable &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh! so much for not being late for work today... [by 7 minutes, no biggie though]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that the trend nowadays among young urban professionals that i know of is to resign from their current work. since last month, i've had some close friends and remote acquaintances relate to me the woes they've experienced, the humiliations they went through, and other sorts of horrendous stories that led them to their decision to leave their employers, even if they still don't have a next job to go to. most of them would then ask me this question: &lt;em&gt;"aren't you gonna resign yet?"&lt;/em&gt; i've already posted here that i was supposed to resign a few months ago, but because of certain circumstances, i've decided against it. [check  the archives for further details.] i still have a few friends who are also planning to resign from their respective companies, but couldn't seem to get out yet, like me. i'm just taking it a day at a time, gauging if i can still tolerate it and survive, at least 'til the year ends... *crosses fingers, toes, and whatever else that can be crossed* &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gut feeling is telling me something, that something major is gonna happen in the coming days... dunno if it will have a positive or negative effect in my life, so we'll just have to wait for it. it's kinda making me giddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105963425517103457?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105963425517103457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105963425517103457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105963425517103457' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105958112970740348</id><published>2003-07-31T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T00:05:29.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my radio [tuned in to Wave 89.1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; bleh &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from the airport.  my youngest brother is now on his way to Kuwait. i wish him well on his new work over there, and i hope he can survive without us... anyway, now that he's gone, i'm starting to feel a strange emptiness around here. no more bugging me for the phone line to call his girlfriend, no more scenes of his antics with my mom &amp; dad... damn! i guess in a weird way, i'll miss him too... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on other matters, my ex-girlfriend texted me, so i called her up and we got to talk for a bit. from the looks of things, i think we're starting to be okay again. it was only a few weeks ago that i got into a teensy-weensy misunderstanding with a friend 'coz of my ex. i was still a little uncomfortable talking about her with any person, not unless i bring up the subject matter myself. anyway, it's all good now... and with this latest development, i guess it's going to be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at work, while chatting with a friend, i made myself realize how much i've been delinquent and lax with my work, that i actually have a year and a half's worth of data backlog. a year and a half of procrastinating and half-assed complaints was the culprit, and i've got no one but myself to blame. [bo0! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sweatdrop.gif&gt;] i've got to get my work-groove back... &lt;strong&gt;soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eep! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/eek.gif&gt;it's already 12mn! gotta hit the sack... perfect last song before i go to bed: &lt;em&gt;as i lay me down by sophie b. hawkins&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been late for work since monday, gotta keep the streak going. wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyasuminasai! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/chinois.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105958112970740348?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105958112970740348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105958112970740348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105958112970740348' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105935680143621751</id><published>2003-07-28T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T09:46:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my Walkman [tuned in to Jam 88.3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; energized &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reformatted station, formerly known as &lt;strong&gt;Citylite 88.3&lt;/strong&gt; is much better, since they are now a &lt;em&gt;semi-light pop station&lt;/em&gt;. at least i get to listen to another pop station that plays more music and less talk. although i'll miss the &lt;em&gt;jazzy&lt;/em&gt; tunes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last saturday was fun. i was still a bit sore from playing badminton, so i just did my work, ate an early lunch, and then slept here in the office. i woke up at around 5pm, and then David and I went to Robinson's Galleria to watch &lt;strong&gt;Bangkok Haunted&lt;/strong&gt;. it was a &lt;em&gt;kinda-suspense&lt;/em&gt; movie [i say kinda since there were instances that we were laughing at some of the scenes] with a lot of inconsistencies and required a lot of logical thinking to fully understand the stories. stories? well, the entire movie was split into three stories, much like the local &lt;strong&gt;Shake, Rattle &amp; Roll&lt;/strong&gt; movies of the past. [as my other officemate would put it] you'd only figure it out by the end of the first story, since the movie would immediately start out with the first story. [kinda redundant, ne?] &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; before the second story began, i immediately assumed that the whole movie was just about 3 friends telling each other horror stories just to see who could tell the scariest one. by the time the third story ended, [this was the one i liked, because of the &lt;em&gt;"whodunit"&lt;/em&gt; plot twists and logical thinking] i was surprised and freaked out! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/eek.gif&gt; while the last few frames of the final scene unfolded, my brain worked overtime as David and I discussed the merits of movie and what it really wanted to tell the viewers. i rarely watch these kind of films, and this one i really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we went back to the station, 'coz most of us were going somewhere that night. a few minutes of waiting, then we were on our way to &lt;strong&gt;Ebisu&lt;/strong&gt; in Makati for Boom's birthday bash! lots of free-flowing booze = lotsa drunken peeps! oooh yeah!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt; but i wasn't one of 'em... since most of us haven't had dinner yet, we trekked over @ &lt;strong&gt;Bacolod Chicken Inasal&lt;/strong&gt; to have a late dinner. after that, more beer!!! wo0t!!! got home at about past 2am, just plopped onto my bed and immediately caught some ZzZzZz's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept away most of my sunday, and when i woke up i saw my parents glued on the t.v. watching the fluke of a coup attempt by some disgruntled members of the armed forces. i also watched some parts of it, but then i lost my interest when the first deadline went and passed by with no bullets flying and no bombs exploding... korni nila! [morbid ko talaga no?] hahaha!&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/kill.gif&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/rocketwhore.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, a new work week unfolds... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105935680143621751?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105935680143621751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105935680143621751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105935680143621751' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105910147396252409</id><published>2003-07-25T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T10:51:13.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; usual assortment of sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; exhausted &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/redface.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah! the badminton bug bit me again... &lt;em&gt;hard!&lt;/em&gt; after work, i went to &lt;strong&gt;Pioneer Badminton&lt;/strong&gt; with a few officemates and some of their clients. actually sabit lang ako dun, kasi it's a twice-a-week affair between the Sales/Department Heads here in the office &amp; their respective clients. but since most of the bosses who usually play are out of the country at the moment, sumama ako. heheheh! libre yun eh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got there, andun na yung clients nung isa kong officemate, so naglaro na kami. we started at 7pm, but ended at 8pm, kasi may nagreserve na nung court for 8pm onwards. so pahinga kami for an hour, then pagdating ng 9pm, laro ulet. past 10pm na nung nagsabi yung clients na they had enough. eh pag-alis nung mga clients, dumating pa yung isa naming officemate, so laro pa den kami. we finished playing 12 midnight! at kami na lang yung natirang naglalaro! hahahah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt; most of my officemates found it hard to believe na this is my only 2nd time to play &lt;em&gt;"real"&lt;/em&gt; badminton. galing ko daw kasi mag-drop shot. they also pointed out my weakness, and one of the clients saw it as well and exploited it. i guess i gotta improve on that... David bought a new racket, so now i'm using his old racket, w/c was the racket i used during my first badminton session last weekend. after the game, kain kami sa &lt;strong&gt;Tapa King&lt;/strong&gt;. pare-pareho kasi kaming hindi pa nagdi-dinner... and besides, nakakagutom talaga maglaro. past 1am na ako nakauwi, pero sumabay naman ako dun sa isa kong officemate na taga-south din, so okay lang. pagdating ko sa bahay, bihis lang ako, tas bagsak na sa kama! bumangon ako 8am na, w/c simply means late na naman ako for today... oh well... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105910147396252409?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105910147396252409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105910147396252409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105910147396252409' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105901429020723957</id><published>2003-07-24T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T10:38:10.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my radio monitor [tuned in to RX, of course!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; giddy &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness the storm already left the country... it hadn't rained since last night, so me, David &amp; Jojo [my officemates/friends] went to Makati for a spur-of-the-moment gimik. David was supposed to buy something there, pero pagdating namin dun, sarado na ung shops. so kumain na lang kami ng dinner sa &lt;strong&gt;Mangan&lt;/strong&gt;. i had the &lt;em&gt;chicken longganisa&lt;/em&gt; meal,  David had the &lt;em&gt;Im-Bento&lt;/em&gt; meal [he chose liempo and a veggie dish that i forgot the name of] while Jojo had &lt;em&gt;Sisig ni Mely&lt;/em&gt;. [wala akong pera remember? so David paid for my dinner!] after dinner, we were supposed to watch Bangkok Haunted [passes courtesy of David] but the movie had already started by the time we finished dinner, and the LMF would be @ 10:45. [the movie was 2+ hours!] since we didn't want to stay up &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; late, punta na lang kami sa &lt;strong&gt;Greenbelt&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; had coffee @ &lt;strong&gt;The Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf&lt;/strong&gt;. i had a large &lt;em&gt;Ultimate Vanilla Ice Blended Coffee w/whipped cream&lt;/em&gt;, David just had &lt;em&gt;brewed coffee&lt;/em&gt; &amp; Jojo had a tall &lt;em&gt;Café Latté&lt;/em&gt;. there was this female barista that had caught our eye, and Jojo was really into her. heheheheh... but David got to get her name. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt; while having our coffees, we just sat there, exchanged stories, &amp; caught up with each other's personal stuff. been a while since we did that... a few minutes after 10pm, uwian na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home, naabutan ko parents ko na nag-uusap sa dining room. i learned that my youngest brother will be working in the Middle East, and he's already leaving next week. so pagdating ng August, i'll technically become the &lt;em&gt;"only"&lt;/em&gt; child in our household. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/eek.gif&gt; uh-oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105901429020723957?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105901429020723957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105901429020723957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105901429020723957' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105892785395568078</id><published>2003-07-23T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T10:51:50.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; some mp3s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; disappointed &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sad.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was [un]fortunate enough to have been able to watch last night's premiere of Lara Croft, Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life. my short review of it? the whole story was lame, and the ending sucked! the only redeeming factor [at least for me] was Angelina Jolie. [yummy as ever! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/drool.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it won't rain as much as it did yesterday. in case most of you didn't know, there's a nasty storm that's unleashing its fury here in the Philippines, and it is aptly named &lt;strong&gt;Harurot&lt;/strong&gt; . i got to taste a bit of that storm last night when i went home after the premiere. strong winds + torrents of rain = soaked me. but not as much as the last time i was "victimized" by a storm. i had my umbrella this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else am i disappointed about? hmm... ah! my good-for-nothing cellphone was being silly last night. everytime i tried to make a phonecall, it would turn itself off! but the weird thing is, the battery indicator sez that it's still half-full... also, when i tried to check my prepaid balance, it wouldn't let me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that sux is that i don't have any more extra money to spend for gimiks! waaaaah!!! i wanna go out... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105892785395568078?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105892785395568078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105892785395568078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105892785395568078' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105877283705068934</id><published>2003-07-21T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T15:33:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; assorted sounds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my random musing of the moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there had been many things written about how one would know when he/she is already in love with someone. you know what i'm talking about: the obvious tell-tale signs, like you can't stop thinking about him/her; he/she is the last thing on your mind when you sleep at night and the first thing when you awake the following day; you find yourself thinking about the person at the oddest times of the day, [or night] blah², yada², so on and so on... you know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if the person you think you're in love with, does not feel the same way about you? ahh... therein lies the problem. this has been, and i think will always be, the dilemma of every male &amp; female in this world. we've all experienced this once or twice [in my case, a shit-load of times!] in our lifetime. what did we do about it? some of us just gave up. others persevered, but still crashed and burned. then there were the lucky ones who won over the person in the end. [maybe a large sum of money was involved, or a death threat of some sort.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of us say that love comes when we least expect it; that we must be patient and wait for it. while others say that it's not gonna just drop out of the sky like manna from heaven; that we must work hard for it. so which group should we listen to? i've given my fair share of love advices to friends and acquaintances, and i also received some from them as well. one thing i've learned is that there is no one sure-fire way to win someone's heart, 'coz even though we might have the same problems, it doesn't necessarily mean that whatever works for the other person might work for your benefit as well... so my answer to the question would be: listen to everyone and no one. what do i mean? basically, you get advices from whoever you want to pour your heart to, weigh every single one of them, then decide on your course of action based on the advices you got. after all, its up to you. never, EVER, stick to one advice you got from a friend. a common mistake that everyone makes is that a person follows the "only" advice given out by a friend, and when the end result is unsatisfactory, he/she goes ballistic on the friend, saying that it was his/her fault. you'll not only end up losing the "love of your life", but you'll lose a friend as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one wants to be "alone" in this world... those who say they do are complete liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105877283705068934?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105877283705068934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105877283705068934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105877283705068934' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105875417044661189</id><published>2003-07-21T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T10:22:50.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; acoustic mp3s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; okay, i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been more than a week since i last posted, 'coz i didn't feel like writing about anything... [translate: i was lazy! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was finally bitten by the badminton bug. i played my first "real" game with friends last saturday afternoon. i borrowed a racket from an officemate, since most of the peeps here play regularly. i think i did okay during the game. i knew the basics, but i vaguely knew about the rules, so i just let my friends instruct me. i was so anxious to play that i didn't rest while we were playing. it was when i woke up the day after that i felt the aching muscles all over. [my legs, wrist, etc.] it wasn't really painful, just that feeling like after swimming when all your body muscles that you rarely use everyday had been exerted. you could say that it was a "good" ache. hmm... maybe i can ask the peeps here if i can tag along with them if they're gonna play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesee... what else happened last week? oh, we had another prod meeting here at the office. it was more for the DJs/Newsies than it was for me, but i still get the chills everytime we have one, 'coz one will never know what things they will say about you this time, although some of us already have a vague idea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing else to write about for the moment, so i'll just go back to work then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105875417044661189?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105875417044661189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105875417044661189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105875417044661189' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105793405853502413</id><published>2003-07-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T22:34:18.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the funny noise that i make whenever i blow my nose &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; refreshed, since i just took a shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate it when people think i'm feigning sickness... i mean what's the use of telling someone that you're sick, and then they make fun of you saying that you're just faking it? mou... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/mad.gif&gt; anyway, thanks for the well-wishers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been susceptible to being sick due to "simple" coughs and colds since i was a child. i guess you could say that my resistance is not that strong compared to other peeps, and i resented that fact, 'coz i didn't get to do much sports like basketball and other athletic stuff. another sad part is that my i had been too much dependent on medicinal drugs... drug stores are still in business 'coz of sickly people like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i've been on leave for the past 2 days, [tues/wed] and since i was feeling a bit better, i decided to go to work last thursday, since my work was already piled up. bad decision, 'coz when i got to work, i had another slight fever, i felt that my whole body was weighed down, and our airconditioned office wasn't helping with lowering down my fever. so i did most of the work that i had to do, then filed for a half-day sick leave, and also filed leaves for the next few days [half-day friday, &amp; whole day saturday] so i can just stay home and rest and recuperate from this friggin' flu. [w/c btw, is no fun at all...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and, with nothing else to do here at home, i continue on with my animéfest! wo0t! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched To Heart, w/c was a series about school, friendships, crushes, your typical highschool stuff... the characters from this series were inspired from an H-game w/c is also titled To Heart, [methinks Kanon was based from an H-game as well] but i haven't played it yet. anyone care to give me a copy? &lt;a href="http://hyukta.net"&gt;shabz&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also saw Alien 9, w/c made no sense to me at all... altho i found the artwork to be, uhh... cute? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt; from the title, i knew it was going to be about aliens, but having gradeschool kids fighting them??? yare yare... 'nuff said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before blogging, i finished Kokoro Toshokan, [Kokoro Library] w/c was a really heart-warming and light animé about three sisters and the library that they work in. i just can't imagine how the creators thought of this series and make a library as the central theme. i really enjoyed watching it. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/yawn.gif&gt; after this, i think i'm gonna hit the sack and catch some ZzZzZzZ's... after all, i &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; supposed to be resting, and my head's feeling funny, sort of like a headache that doesn't hurt? wha??? i guess that's the effect of taking too much medicines... *shrugs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105793405853502413?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105793405853502413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105793405853502413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105793405853502413' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105772318178331088</id><published>2003-07-09T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T12:01:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio [boom n' fran's boardwork on monster's riot @ rx93.1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; a lil' bit better... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smile.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achoo!!! *blows nose* 'scuse meeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh! this is just great! i've been stuck at home since yesterday with this dripping nose of mine, had a slight fever along the way with threats of evolving into a full-blown fever. good thing the medicine's starting to do its work... the plus side of being sick is i don't get to go to work and see those friggin' power-hungry bosses whose best trait is to belittle their employees! [sick leaves are a gift to humanity! hurrah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and, i get to watch plenty of animés! wo0t! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got to watch the series Boogiepop Phantom. [&lt;a href="http://hyukta.net"&gt;shabz&lt;/a&gt;! thanks for the reco...] it was along the lines of Serial Experiments Lain, but the difference with it was that i got to understand BP's plot better than SEL. [i was totally lost with SEL! ^^v] although the reviews i've read about it on &lt;a href="http://www.noated.com/viewtopic.php?TopicID=47191"&gt;Noated&lt;/a&gt; says otherwise, i liked it. those who posted that didn't like it must've been spoiled 15-18 year olds who only think of animés like DBZ &amp; Pokemon! hahahah! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt; it's a refreshing change from the mecha-types &amp; sweet,syrupy animés that most of us get to watch. or i guess i'm just weird like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one i saw was Wind of Amnesia, a movie, which is another one of those serious-types. the gist of the story was that one day, a strong wind blew across the whole of earth, and this wind caused every single human being on the planet to lose their memory. in short, everyone had amnesia. the "hero" in this story, named Wataru was able to gain some parts of his memory, with the help of another person, as revealed in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last series i've watched before going to bed was Tales of Eternia. i'm pretty sure this was a fantasy RPG game in one of those consoles [Playstation, Dreamcast, etc] 'coz it had that feel of playing the game as you were watching the fight scenes. i'm not much of a fan of fantasy RPG games, but i do get to play them once in a while. just don't ask me about the Final Fantasy series, 'coz all you'll get from me is the sound of crickets during the nighttime! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/wink.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and since i've got nothing else to do after blogging, i'll watch some more animés!!! total wo0tness!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/hapfac.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105772318178331088?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105772318178331088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105772318178331088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105772318178331088' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105732012205139179</id><published>2003-07-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T20:02:01.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the rolling thunder outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; that someone up there is looking after me tonight! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwaw! i'm already home! on a friday night! heheheh... since i already went out with officemates/friends during the past few days, i just decided to go home [besides, i don't have any more "gimik funds" &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;] although i was supposed to go to makati to meet some HS friends for talks about our planned reunion next year, but since no one texted me that it will push through tonight... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home without any troubles: traffic was fairly messed up on certain spots [guadalupe, ayala, mantrade, etc], but the bus i was on took extra measures to get on the road and be on our way. and having e-pass, we didn't have to stay in that friggin' hellspot that was bicutan, or else i'd be writing with this mood on: &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif&gt; the rain was just about to start falling as i entered our house, but the thunder and lightning never slowed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of thunder and lightning, when i was a kid, whenever there was thunder, i used to think that someone up there is playing bowling.... also, when lightning strikes, someone up there is taking snap shots of everyone below... hahahah! pretty silly of me, neh? although i'm sure i wasn't the only kid that time who thought of such things... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm.... *sniff²* the smell of home-cooked dinner.... it's whetting my appetite! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/drool.gif&gt; i better help out with the preparations so that we can eat soon... i'm famished!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105732012205139179?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105732012205139179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105732012205139179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105732012205139179' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105729615543440042</id><published>2003-07-04T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T13:22:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; full *burp* ['scuse meeh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy lunch! [sinigang &amp; a  plateful of rice]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new month, new template! i had to get a new one 'coz my old template is creating problems with the new version of blogger, and since j3n9 suggested it. i've actually started tweaking my bloggie since this early morning. [got home past 12mn, i'll fill you in later as to why] i had restored most of the things that my old template contained, and when i looked at the time, it was already near 3 am! i hadn't stayed awake doing something like that for quite some time now, and it kinda made me smile. but the consequence was, i overslept again! hahah! no need to tell ya what comes next... and so i got here at work, and asked j3n9 to help me iron out some minor kinks with the new template. she's my savior when it comes to this kind of stuff... [yes²... javanilla from seattle's best...] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, for the reason why i got home late: my officemates/friends and i got to attend a premiere for Down with Love starring Reneé Zellweger &amp; Ewan McGregor. a funny movie with quite a twist. although the reviews said otherwise, i liked the film. after the movie, we played a few games of bowling, 'coz my other officemate has been hounding me since monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the salt mines i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105729615543440042?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105729615543440042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105729615543440042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105729615543440042' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105706582943020621</id><published>2003-07-01T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T21:23:49.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Harry Potter &amp; the Sorceror's Stone OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; like the whole world is resting on my shoulders... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to blog when i got to the office this morning, but something was wrong [again] with the login page for blogger... i think this "new-and-improved" blogger has still some few bugs and still need some minor tinkering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i didn't have a particularly "good" start with my work week, i guess it'll drag on for the rest of the week. good thing there won't be any work tomorrow, [pasig day] so maybe i can freshen up and motivate myself and boost my self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had another meeting, and luckily, i wasn't mentioned as much as i feared. [/me breathes a sigh of relief] but the worst isn't over yet, as my other boss reminded me of the "other job" that i was supposed to do a loooong time ago... [w/c i completely ignored and had never given any thought to... bad for me!] i've got to get my act together starting thursday, because  on my way home, i've just thought of a couple of reasons why i can't leave that stinkin' job yet... i was planning on resigning later this year, because 2 out of 3 conditions that i've imposed for myself have already been met. but as i stated earlier, some circumstances have overriden that decision. so now i've pushed back those plans for another year. and besides, i don't want to leave any unfinished work in there, knowing how these people think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and is it sooooo hard to say &lt;em&gt;"excuse me"&lt;/em&gt;? i was on the bus going to work this morning. it was already full, so i was among the passengers standing. there's this guy in his late 30s who's behind me, and we were both jockeying for good standing positions inside the bus, so as not to fall down in case of sudden stops. first he was at my back, then he moved to my side, all the while bumping me and the other passengers. i was already in a good standing position when he got to my side and he wanted to extend his footing. so he kept on "moving" my feet so his feet could get a better position. when my foot refused to move from the spot that he wanted to take, he stepped on it! of course i reacted and told him that he was already stepping on my foot. in a loud and annoyed voice he told me: "ayaw mo kasing gumalaw eh!" to which i calmly replied: "eh pwede naman kayong mag-&lt;em&gt;excuse me&lt;/em&gt;, mahirap bang sabihin yun? tanda² 'nyo na hindi pa kayo marunong mag-&lt;em&gt;excuse me...&lt;/em&gt;" sensing that he was on the losing end of the argument he starts mouthing off that i was arrogant, and some other related stuff, and starts talking to the other standing passengers to gain sympathy. i just ignored him and let him say whatever he wants, i think most of the people there knew who was right and who was wrong. *sigh* nakaka-awa siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105706582943020621?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105706582943020621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105706582943020621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105706582943020621' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105698640000906320</id><published>2003-06-30T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T23:19:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Wolf's Rain OST [&lt;em&gt;gravity - maaya sakamoto&lt;/em&gt; currently playing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; disappointed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! i just got home from playing billiards with a friend of mine, and he wiped my ass all over the table. beat me twice [7-11 &amp; 3-7] before i called it quits and save myself from further shame. i hate losing... darnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else am i disappointed of? let's see... i'm disappointed at myself because i really am not doing the things i'm supposed to do at work. i just time in, do non-work related stuff most of the time, [browse/surf the 'net, chat with friends and officemates] procrastinate, complain, blah², yadda², wait for the bundy clock to buzz at 6 pm, then time out. jeez! something's definitely wrong with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm disappointed at myself because i've always made excuses for not getting the right thing done; blamed others for the misfortunes that happened to me; taken the love, care and support of family and close friends for granted; allowed myself to rot away [physically, emotionally, &amp; spiritually] and wallow in misery and despair... i may be happy and "animated" on the outside... but deep inside, i'm really hurting and feeling alone... unwanted... unloved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know something must be done; that it's not too late for me to change the direction that my life is going, but i'm a really clueless git! i can't seem to figure out what it is... or maybe i &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; know what to do, it's just that my naïve self is denying it; clouding my mind and heart, making rationality and sensible judgement difficult to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you that i'm always not like this. *whew* [thank goodness!] i guess &lt;em&gt;it's just one of those days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105698640000906320?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105698640000906320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105698640000906320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105698640000906320' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-105689977399432237</id><published>2003-06-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T23:16:13.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Piano OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; ... [i don't exactly know myself]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a while since i blogged... i was about to blog a few days ago at the office, but when i logged in, it gave me a message that my blog was being upgraded. oh well... seems to be working now. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a refreshing bath after having a late dinner. been really hot these past few days huh? some "rainy season" this turned out to be... as always my fan is pointed straight at me everytime i'm in my room. i can only dream of having an aircon installed, as the electricity bill will hound me to no end... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do much today, just gave myself a mini-movie marathon of sorts this afternoon. the first two films i watched were re-runs [matrix on vcd, ever after on a movie cable channel] and the last one was a "first viewing".[undisputed, on star movies]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out a few times since i last blogged, most of them with my officemates, and the most recent one, with friends. i skived off a few appointments though because i was having the sniffles, and i was sneezing like crazy... wouldn't want them to see my red nose and dripping snot all over. *yuck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also finished re-reading Harry Potter &amp; the Prisoner of Azkaban. i'm really looking forward to the movie version, w/c i think will be out sometime next year. [i sure hope so!] i'm more of a fan of the books rather than the movie versions, but it still is a good thing to see the visions of the author come to life on the screen as seen by the moviemakers. i'll be starting to re-read Harry Potter &amp; the Goblet of Fire, maybe after i finish blogging... oh, and if most of you haven't read book 5 yet, there's already a zipped rtf file of the UK edition of the book circulating thru e-mail... i've seen it myself, it's the real thing. someone must've had loads of time on their hands to type it all up. there are a few typos though, but you can easily know what the misspelled word is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've nothing much to say at this point, so i guess i'll end it here... for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-105689977399432237?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105689977399432237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/105689977399432237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105689977399432237' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95912916</id><published>2003-06-22T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T19:20:18.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the ominous sound of silence [except for the humming of my electric fan, and "noisy" keyboard...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; satisfied &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just two days, i have finished reading Harry Potter &amp; the Order of the Phoenix, and i must say, i'm impressed! 270,000 plus words, 870 pages, &amp; 38 chapters of exciting magic, mind-boggling mysteries, enchanting duels, a myriad of beasts &amp; monsters, and loads more will definitely keep any "potter-head" from putting down this book. &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/clap.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many things explained &amp; questions finally answered in this latest installment by J.K. Rowling that has puzzled quite a few readers from the past four books, and i think she cleared everything up, but not failing to give out more mysteries and a new set of questions which will make millions of fans ask: &lt;i&gt;"when is book 6 coming out!?!"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt; *sigh* if this book was any indication, i daresay it'll take at least 2 or so years before the next one comes... oh well, something to look forward to! &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/nod.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of my friends have been itching to borrow my copy after i read it, so whaddaya guys/gals think: 50 pesosesoses/day should do the trick? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/grin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95912916?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95912916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95912916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95912916' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95815216</id><published>2003-06-19T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T12:04:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an assortment of sounds [radio playing, my officemates' voices, etc.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; frivolous &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/stunned.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day yesterday away from the office, and it felt &lt;b&gt;GOOD&lt;/b&gt;! i was asked to assist at this event which was held at Robinson's Place in Ermita, so i just went straight to the venue. my immediate boss actually suggested that i help out with that event, so i had his blessings to be there the whole day. i think that was the first time i've spent the whole day inside the mall, although i never got to walk around much and see the stores/shops. i didn't want to see stuff i wanted to buy, but couldn't 'coz i don't have the money to spend on shopping, and in turn be pissed off... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my random musing/s of the moment:&lt;/i&gt; not to be labeled as an insensitive jerk, but at what point in time did nature dictated that we should care about what other people think/say? sure, it can help us sometimes to better ourselves, but when you think about it, isn't that taking away your individuality and free will? why must we mold ourselves into what other people want us to be? if that's the case, then we're just as good as machines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95815216?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95815216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95815216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95815216' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95747338</id><published>2003-06-17T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T17:07:22.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the clickity-clack sounds of my keyboard as i type away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; unusually calm &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/stunned.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really lazy since monday came along. i dunno... it must've been because of that so-called "long" weekend. although i did get to do most of the stuff i intended to do, i felt that i could've done more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i think about it, i have been "lazy" almost my entire life. i mean i've been doing this and that because there was a reason, and because i had to do them. i can vaguely remember doing things out of my own volition... [quick thought: &lt;i&gt;are you doing something of you're doing nothing?&lt;/i&gt;] *shrugs* i guess that's just how i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's still filled with garbled thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want sooo many things to happen, but am i doing anything to make them happen? &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/nonono.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i not sick of doing the same thing over &amp; over &amp; over &amp; over &amp; over again for the past X years? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i supposed to do with my life right now??? &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95747338?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95747338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95747338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95747338' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95706406</id><published>2003-06-16T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T13:50:20.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[someone sent this piece of info thru e-mail. very interesting...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth order is one way to gain an understanding of our children, friends, family members and ourselves. Discover how personality is influenced by your position in the family. Whether you're the firstborn in the family, middle or only child, find out what your (and your children's) predispositions are from Dr. Kevin Leman, author of The Birth Order Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIDDLE-BORNS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're often the free spirits of the family. Because their place in the pecking order is not as well-defined as other siblings', they create their own lifestyle to a large degree. They can be sociable, friendly, and outgoing - or loners who are quiet and shy. And while middle children may appear to take an easygoing approach to life, they can also be quite stubborn and very hard to deal with once they feel unappreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Positives:&lt;/b&gt; The classic middle-born is very relationship-oriented, tends to be a people-pleaser and usually hates confrontation. Their basic need is to keep life smooth and their motto might be "peace at any price." They are usually very calm, amiable, will roll with the punches, are down-to-earth and great listeners. They are skilled at seeing both sides of a problem and eager to make everybody happy. This makes them good mediators and negotiators. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negatives:&lt;/b&gt; Middles may feel squeezed out of a position of privilege and significance. They tend to be less driven than firstborns, but are much more eager to be liked. They have a difficult time setting boundaries, and may work too hard at a career to prove themselves. They tend to try to please everybody. They can also be manipulative, since they did not have Mom and Dad all to themselves. They are not good at making decisions that will offend others. They also tend to blame themselves when others fail. The middle-born will tend to surround himself or herself with a "family" of friends, where he or she can feel special - even if sometimes you'll find middlers hanging with the wrong crowd. But weep not for this social butterfly. The ability to create new relationships, coupled with his or her talent for mediation, works rather harmoniously - in fact, middle-born children often end up being the most well-adjusted adults of any birth order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parenting tip:&lt;/b&gt; Middle-born children can have a tendency to feel as though they have little say or control within their family. They have parents and at least one older sibling telling them what to do, while the baby of the family seems like he's getting away with murder. This can cause much frustration in the middle child. The best way to diffuse these feelings is to always ask middle children for their opinion, and let them make decisions whenever possible. Respect their opinion and choices. This is good advice for parents of children of any birth order, but is extra important for parents of sensitive middle children to keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the summed-up version: [courtesy of j3n9, a middle-born, like meeh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strengths&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Skilled mediators and negotiators &lt;br /&gt;-Great listeners &lt;br /&gt;-Team players &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weaknesses&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Difficulty in setting boundaries &lt;br /&gt;-Secretive and keep feelings inside &lt;br /&gt;-Hate confrontation &lt;br /&gt;-Chronic people-pleasers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95706406?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95706406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95706406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95706406' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95584056</id><published>2003-06-12T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T18:04:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for all you friggin' F4 fanboiz/gurlz... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/bounce.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.geocities.com/aqrn785/f4.txt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz F4 0wNz j0o!!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95584056?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95584056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95584056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95584056' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95583725</id><published>2003-06-12T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T17:42:08.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; my mp3s [&lt;i&gt;being so not for you (i had no right) - p.m. dawn&lt;/i&gt; currently playing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; tired but relieved &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/tooth.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whew* i've done with my work for today, plus the work i'm supposed to do for tomorrow, since the holiday was moved from today to tomorrow. actually, i still have some minor stuff to do, but i can do those on saturday, so i'll just relax for now and blog. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smoke.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;/start rant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the peeps here in the office can be oh so annoying at times, especially whenever our internet connection goes offline. most of them would go to me and ask inane questions and other stuff, like i'm supposed to know everything about it... here's a sample exchange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcm8: "lem, down ang internet natin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "yea, since monday pa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o: "so hindi ako pede mag-browse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: "yap! you and everyone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o: "ahh... oki..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o: "lem, bakit hindi ako makapag-send ng e-mail? error daw..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/quoi.gif&gt; diba down nga ang internet connection natin!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o: *kamot sa ulo* ai, onga pala no... ehehehehe... *sabay alis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr... &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/mad.gif&gt; here's one that took the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcm8: "lem! down ang connection natin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "oo, nung monday pa nagloloko..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcm8: "ket inde mo inaayos?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/eek.gif&gt; *dumbfounded &amp; discombobulated* [while saying to myself: "uhhh... taga-ISP ba ako para malaman ko kung ano ang diperensya ng connection natin!?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;/end rant&lt;/i&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for now &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/evil.gif&gt; baka masira pa ang araw ko kapag inisip ko ang mga katangahan nila... heheeh! &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/lol.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95583725?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95583725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95583725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95583725' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95539263</id><published>2003-06-11T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T14:39:28.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng wanted the lyrics to this song... dunno why though. i'll just post it here anywayz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;true faith&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the park is empty, my beer's already warm,&lt;br /&gt;and the shoppers have all gone home.&lt;br /&gt;drunken &amp; weary, i almost thought i forgot,&lt;br /&gt;about that someone who hit that spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;love was a thing, you wanted to know,&lt;br /&gt;and so with one wish, i did give a show.&lt;br /&gt;now that you're back, with a half-baked smile,&lt;br /&gt;just skip the bull. let's talk for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;hello! &lt;br /&gt;how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;who've you been seeing these past few weekends?&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not me. i know that it's you, &lt;br /&gt;i'd love to be with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you want to be free, &lt;br /&gt;it's so funny how you should hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;and that someone was me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a man, not much with plans,&lt;br /&gt;but i do believe in what i stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat *]&lt;br /&gt;[repeat ** 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello... oooh... oooh... 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love will tear us apart again...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; again &amp; again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! &lt;br /&gt;don't say goodbye... 2x&lt;br /&gt;just say hello... 2x&lt;br /&gt;don't say goodbye... 2x&lt;br /&gt;just say hello... 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat ** 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95539263?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95539263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95539263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95539263' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95456628</id><published>2003-06-09T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T16:23:03.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my officemate brought this particular stuffed toy of a mascot from a popular foodchain. when she showed it to me, it triggered some still-unanswered-questions, whose answers had eluded me for all of my 25 years on this earth... hope someone can answer this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who and what the fuck is GRIMACE supposed to be!?! huh!?! &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/confused1.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95456628?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95456628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95456628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95456628' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95456088</id><published>2003-06-09T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T15:47:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio [&lt;i&gt;because of you - keith martin&lt;/i&gt; currently playing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; alright &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/smoke.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to blog last night, but for some unknown reason, i couldn't log-in... weird... anyway, now that our 'net connection is up again, [been down the whole morning] i can finally blog! mweheheeheh! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil' recap on how my weekend went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday evening after work, my friend and i played billiards. he won the last time we played at megamall, so i guess it was my turn to win... and i did! i won the first set [11-7] and also the 2nd set. [11-9] the last rack of the 2nd set capped it off for me. he already told me that the 9-ball would go in on my break... but i was having doubts, since all throughout the games we played, it's either i scratched the ball after the break, or none of the balls would go in the pockets. but i was on a roll that time, so what the heck! i did my break as hard as i could, and what do you know? the 9-ball did go on the corner pocket! &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/clap.gif&gt; that was an awesome game of billiards, also because my friend kept on giving me free gift shots for the 9-ball... he just can't seem to get it to go down... hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i came home immediately after work, coz i had to arrange/finish some cd's for my trade tomorrow. after that, i watched the movie "One Hour Photo" on pDVD. Robin Williams is one heck of an actor huh?  &lt;img src=http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/nod.gif&gt; he never fails to amaze me whenever i see his films... in this particular movie, his character's obsession initially freaked me out, and when he acted on it, i feared the worse for him... but later on i felt that he was the victim there, and i really sorry for him. &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/cry.gif&gt; it was my younger bro's birthday as well, so everyone in the family was there. [kuya, his wife &amp; my bro's gf] we all heard mass and had a simple dinner. i was the only partner-less one in the bunch... [dad had mom, kuya had ate, &amp; bro had his gf] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, i woke up early 'coz of the alarm, so i didn't get up and just lounged in bed til 9:30am. i was supposed to leave at 15 minutes past 10am, enough time for me to have breakfast, check my stuff, and do the usual things i do before i go. i arrived in makati a few minutes before 11am, and kaoru-neechan was already there! such an early bird, that girl. we talked about stuff and waited for the one/s that i was supposed to trade with... after that, we had lunch, and i headed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after waiting for a week for the replacement cd, i was finally able to finish Ai Yori Aoshi! yay!!! &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/love.gif&gt; *sigh* where can i find my own Sakuraba Aoi-chan?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95456088?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95456088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95456088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95456088' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95352999</id><published>2003-06-06T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T17:22:54.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[something weird is going on with blogger... i've posted this twice already, but it's not viewing! hmmm....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another noisy short song from my fave group &lt;a href="http://www.linkinpark.com"&gt;linkin park&lt;/a&gt;. i transcribed the lyrics by ear 'coz the lyric sites i've visited have misheard/wrong words. i've yet to get the album, so these might be wrong as well... &lt;img src=http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;faint&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;linkin park&lt;br /&gt;[meteora]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;br /&gt;a little bit of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of disregard&lt;br /&gt;handful of complaints&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help the fact&lt;br /&gt;that everyone can see these scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;what i want you to want&lt;br /&gt;what i want you to feel&lt;br /&gt;but it's like no matter what i do&lt;br /&gt;i can't convince you &lt;br /&gt;to just believe this is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i let go &lt;br /&gt;watching you turn your back&lt;br /&gt;like you always do&lt;br /&gt;face away and pretend that i'm not&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be here &lt;br /&gt;'coz you're all that i got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't faint&lt;br /&gt;the way i did before&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;time won't take&lt;br /&gt;this damage anymore&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;a little bit insecure&lt;br /&gt;a little unconfident&lt;br /&gt;'coz you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;i do what i can&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;what you never want to say&lt;br /&gt;but i've never had the doubt&lt;br /&gt;it's like no matter what i do&lt;br /&gt;i can't convince you&lt;br /&gt;for once just to hear me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i let go &lt;br /&gt;watching you turn your back&lt;br /&gt;like you always do&lt;br /&gt;face away and pretend that i'm not&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be here &lt;br /&gt;'coz you're all that i got &lt;br /&gt;[got.. got... got... got...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't faint&lt;br /&gt;the way i did before&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;time won't take&lt;br /&gt;this damage anymore&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roooaaaaarrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;hear me out now&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna listen to me &lt;br /&gt;like it or not&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;hear me out now&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna listen to me &lt;br /&gt;like it or not&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't faint&lt;br /&gt;the way i did before&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't faint&lt;br /&gt;the way i did before&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;time won't take&lt;br /&gt;this damage anymore&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time won't take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95352999?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95352999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95352999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95352999' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95313630</id><published>2003-06-05T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T11:39:27.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; woozy &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/content_tourne2.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it finally caught up with me... &amp; i had no idea it was coming that day. i was kinda expecting it though, and i had hunches as to why it happened. remember that post wherein i said that i was almost out all night the whole week? i think you know what comes next... no? then read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday morning. i got out of bed earlier than usual, so i went on about my business and got ready to go to work. i was still feeling okay during that time, but when i got on the bus, i suddenly felt a bit dizzy. i initially thought it was because i skipped breakfast, [w/c i usually do] so when i arrived here in the office, i bought something to eat. but the dizziness didn't go away, instead it got worse. i asked for a few medicines from my officemate, [i was having headaches as well] but of course it wouldn't take effect til a few minutes later. i thought i was gonna pass out 'coz of the headaches and dizzy spells, good thing i managed to stay awake during that time... after lunch time, i decided that i would take the rest of the day off. the peeps here were worried if i could make it home coz i was still feeling a bit dizzy, but i told them that i was okay and i could travel on my own. i eventually got home safe &amp; sound, told my parents what happened and asked them if they knew any neighbors who can take my blood pressure, 'coz my suspicion was that my blood pressure was low. they found one a few blocks from our house, and she confirmed my suspicions. [the sphygmomanometer read 90/80! OMG! &lt;img src="http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/eek.gif"&gt;] the culprit? overfatigue and lack of proper sleep due to all those night-outs... tsk² &lt;img src="http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/naughty.gif"&gt; now i'm taking vitamin &amp; iron supplements and i took the day off yesterday as well so i could rest. hope y'all learn the lesson here... and go get some sleep &lt;a href="http://hyukta.net"&gt;Shabby&lt;/a&gt;!!! lest you wanna end up like meeh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would've taken the day off as well, but work is piling up on me, and i don't wanna come here with a bunch of things to do and little time to do it. *sigh* life goes on as they say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95313630?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95313630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95313630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95313630' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95191920</id><published>2003-06-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T22:23:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio [tuned in to Wave 89.1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; bummed out &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/sad.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being stuck in a friggin' traffic jam is definitely no fun at all... the consolation i get from it is that it gave me a few quiet moments to think about what i can blog about for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our first production meeting for the month, and certain things were brought up concerning the performance of the dj's &amp; newsies. i had been tasked to pinpoint those personalities that have been delinquent when it comes to filling up the survey sheets. i inadvertently included a certain morning tandem and they were clearly pissed at me right after i announced their names, reasoning out that they had religiously done their part and qualmed that there were those that had been more delinquent than they were and i hadn't mentioned them. [whoa! a run-on sentence! &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crazy2.gif"&gt;] i admitted after the meeting that it was wrong of me to include the certain duo, but they had skipped a day or two, so i guess i wasn't entirely wrong when i mentioned their names... they just didn't want to get in trouble with our boss, that's why they wanted to clear it up with me. [i'm an asshole, so sue me! &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meeting started late in the afternoon, but at least it didn't drag on for hours on end. got to leave the office past 7pm, hitched a ride with Jo² who was going to Cash &amp; Carry to get his &lt;i&gt;stuff&lt;/i&gt;. [but wasn't able to since it was already closed when he got there. sorry man...] i got home almost quarter to 10pm  'coz the bus had to queue for passengers at the ayala area, and took about 40 mins to get past bicutan onramp... oh, the agony of waiting for the bus to moooove... &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/angryfire.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i get home, who welcomes me? the dog... at least someone's eager to see me... no one else to say: &lt;i&gt;"welcome home!" "how was your day?"&lt;/i&gt; blah²&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't figure out what's going on with this online friend of mine... i guess you can say i'm having &lt;i&gt;girl problems&lt;/i&gt;. most of the time when i talk to her, either i piss her off with my stupid mouth, or she's not in the mood to talk to me... as if she only talks to me whenever i initiate the conversation. but i don't feel at ease when i don't get to talk to her... so what am i to do? &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these sad love songs playing on the radio is making me mushy... &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/crying.gif"&gt; urk! &lt;img src="http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/puke.gif"&gt; somebody shoot me now!!! &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/rocketwhore.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why won't anyone comment about my posts!?! it's either: you peeps are so astounded with them that you barely can get a word out of your mouths right after reading them, or you just don't give a flying fuck about what i blab about... tsk² &lt;img src="http://www.enetation.co.uk/smilies/nonono.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95191920?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95191920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95191920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95191920' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95180981</id><published>2003-06-02T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T15:00:41.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio [&lt;i&gt;fighter - christina aguilera&lt;/i&gt; currently playing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; discombobulated &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/confused.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a &lt;b&gt;BIG&lt;/b&gt; word, ain't it? heheheh.. picked it up from a radio commercial of a certain ISP. but my friend 'sez i might've encountered that word already from the comics that we used to collect in the past... back when we had the money to sustain such luxuries! &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that... now why did i say that i was discombobulated? i really dunno why exactly... i guess that's just how i generally feel at the moment. &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... june... summer's over, and the rainy season starts... school's open again, so my travel time to and from work will be doubled. [w/c doesn't really make that much of a difference, i still come late for work most of the time!] traffic's already worse as it is... and now this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thought of the moment:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/idee.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i can do this to someone i really hate... --&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/kill.gif"&gt; nyahahahah!!! &lt;img src="http://www.noated.com/emoticons/devil.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95180981?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95180981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95180981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95180981' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95146510</id><published>2003-06-01T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T16:00:44.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Cowboy Bepop OST Limited Edition [funky &amp; jazzy! me like! :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum... the rain just keeps on pouring as i type away... i was roused from a deep slumber a few hours ago, 'coz my dad had to ask me something... so i figured i might as well wake up already and have lunch. hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally caught "Bruce Almighty" last friday night/saturday morning. why two days? here's the reason: my officemates and i went to the Ayala Center after office hours. [but i had to stay an extra hour 'coz one of them wouldn't be out 'til 7pm] we all knew that there was a sale going on there, but we never imagined that the cinemas would be full to the brim as well. another mistake we made was that we didn't buy our tickets after we got there, so after we had dinner, [w/c was about some 10 minutes past 9pm] we proceeded to Greenbelt 3 Cinemas, 'coz the sister of one of our officemates told us that all the G4 [that's Glorietta 4, for those of you who don't know] screenings are already packed. here we are hoping to catch the 9:50 pm screening, but as we got to the counter, the girl told us that the tickets they were selling are for the 11:20 screening already. left with no other choice, we bought the tickets. those tickets come with free 2 games at the nearby Timezone, so we just hung around there 'til the movie starts. [w/c is 2+ hours more] we already finished our 6 games, [3 tickets x 2 free games] we still had more or less an hour to wait. so i loaded my card and my 2 friends also bought cards and proceeded to play some more. we lingered on the basketball section the most. i was sorely beaten by my two friends 'coz i suck at shooting hoops, [no practice! ^^;] but i let them eat my dust at daytona 2 racing! [yea baby!!!] i also played Dancemaniax 2. [man! my arms were swinging like crazy! but i did get to score well...] after all that arcade action, we rested for about 20 mins, and then proceeded to the movie house. that movie was b-e-a-uutiful and it's really good... GOOD!  heheheh! being the Almighty is not as easy as it looks... so i hope no one out there wishes that he/she can do a better job than Him. the movie finished @ 1am, hence the reason i stated above. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to work saturday morning an hour late because of that. no biggie... not much work to do on a saturday. after lunch, me and ferds went to greenhills to check out the new titles of pirated DVDs that came out. i was mildly surprised to see that the Animatrix was already on sale there, and as expected, we bought it. i already saw [and will have soon] the DVDripped version for PC that i'll use for animé trading purposes. the quality of the disc is really good... got to watch half of it last night, and the dvd extras are intact as well. i was hoping to score some animé DVDs, but all i saw were the ones that i already have. i did see a Samurai X movie, but it was the one done by ADV, so it's only english dubbed, so i didn't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say at this point, so i might as well finish the last half of the Animatrix. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95146510?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95146510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95146510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95146510' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-95072334</id><published>2003-05-30T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T16:39:28.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; a lot of noise [the radio is on, plus my other roomie is listening to a classical station.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; alive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah! i'm sooooo worked up!!! i just finished a few tasks that i usually do on a friday afternoon... being a friday, it's the Countdown Top 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp, my mind's a mess right now. i can't think of anything to blog about at the moment.... i feel sooo hyper and the cold weather is just doing good things to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points to the right of the page* u all see that good-lookin' dude? heheheheh... place your mouse over it and see what he'll say to yah... ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been going out with friends/officemates for almost the whole week now, i wonder if i'm going out tonight? hmmm.... *esep²*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-95072334?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95072334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/95072334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95072334' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94977560</id><published>2003-05-28T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T14:31:19.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio [it's Monster's Riot today]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; lazeeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd! i shouldn't even be here!!! the friggin' weather is messed up for people to be in the proper working mood... [heck! i'm not in the "proper" working mood everytime i'm here in the office! bwahahaha!!! :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually overslept, [again!] although i have set the alarms so i could wake up early.... *sigh* i guess hindi na ako nabobola ng mga alarms... heheheh! one of the newsies agreed with me during lunchtime that we should all be at home &amp; sleeping! it's one of those times that really sux when you're working in the media industry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to do some actual work in the production booth, but then here comes mr. supladito barging in and starts yapping that he has some work to do and i'm in his way... so now here i am flicking my middle finger at him whenever he's not looking. &gt;:) minsan na nga lang ako sipaging magtrabaho dito sa hellhole na ito, tas gaganunin pa ako... *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least there's one ray of sunshine in this otherwise gloomy weather.... :D *looks at the note in the office pantry* woooooohoooooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94977560?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94977560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94977560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94977560' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94889812</id><published>2003-05-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T16:45:10.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office [still here...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; a set of mp3's that my friggin' roomie keeps playing over &amp; over &amp; over... [he's not even in his table!!! X-(] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; insanely caffeinated [just drank a cup o' joe...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amang, Batibot, Chedeng, Dodong, Egay, Falcon, Gilas, Harurot, Ineng, Juaning, Kabayan, Lakay, Manang, Nina, Onyok, Pogi, Quiel, Roskas, Sikat, Tisoy, Ursula, Viring, Wang-wang, Yoyoy and Zigzag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what these names are for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap! that's the current lineup of storms/typhoons for our country as given out by PAGASA. [for those overseas, that's our weather bureau] quite funny, those people, huh? whoever thought of these names should be shot at Luneta... 'coz there's no &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt; in it!!! i protest!!! Xerex would be a nice name for a typhoon, ne? :)) we're currently at Chedeng, so i guess i was "hit-and-run-over" by Chedeng this morning. and it's not letting up, so i guess Chedeng will continue to run over some more peeps as the days go by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong though, i like the rain... as long as i don't get wet by it!!! lolz! :)) i'll take the rain over the sun anytime... it's soooo conducive to sleeping, and snuggling, and cuddling... agh!!! i miss my bed &amp; my pillows &amp; my blanket already!!! ^______^;; oh, and it wouldn't hurt if a member of the female species that i adore would come over and sleep &amp; cuddle &amp; snuggle with me... *wink²* :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94889812?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94889812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94889812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94889812' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94879242</id><published>2003-05-26T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T11:49:48.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the electric fan as it dries out my polo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; wet... &lt;i&gt;literally!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great way to start a new week! i actually left home @ quarter to 8 [a change from last week] so that i wouldn't be &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; much late. it wasn't raining yet, so i didn't bother to bring my foldable umbrella. as the bus i was riding on drove thru the monday traffic of south superhighway, the rain began to pour, and &lt;b&gt;hard&lt;/b&gt;! so here i go, wishing that by the time i get to ortigas station, the rain would stop. but no, fate would play its cruel joke on me this morning. as i got off the mrt, the rain fell even harder. so without much of a choice, [and no clear shelter from the station to the office] i went ahead and walked in the rain. i used my hankie to cover my head, [like that'll stop it from getting me soaked!] as my polo &amp; pants became drenched with rain water. when i got to the building where i work, many people were staring at me 'coz i was dripping wet like crazy! i just went on ahead and got on the elevator. after i finally arrived, i quickly unbuttoned my polo, got a shirt from an officemate &amp; put my wet polo against the electric fan so it would dry off. at least one of my officemates was concerned and asked if i was okay and had a change of clothes in the meantime, while the others didn't give a damn... what a fuckin' loving environment, ne!?! and for the coup-de-grace, the friggin' rain stopped pouring a few minutes after i got here!!! aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh!!!! X-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually made a post last night about how lousy the last week was for me. but for some odd reason, it never got published! [i swear i clicked the "publish" button before i logged off...] anyway, the gist of that post was pretty simple: it was &lt;b&gt;lousy&lt;/b&gt;! i was a lil' depressed for a few days; inadvertently pissed off a few people, w/c in turn pissed me off because of my stupidity; &amp; i had an uneventful [read: &lt;b&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt;] weekend. maybe that was the payoff for all those great weekends i had the past few weeks... damn i hate it when that time comes around, 'coz it always bring me down, crashing down to earth and making me feel vulnerable, unappreciated, unneeded, and most certainly unwanted... *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now this: i get drenched, people don't give a flyin' fuck about what happened, &amp; then asking me to do my work already!!! buncha insensitive pricks! grrrrrrrrrrr.... now i'm starting to wonder how more of this i can take... :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94879242?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94879242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94879242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94879242' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94629715</id><published>2003-05-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T20:40:45.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the sound of my electric fan humming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; absolutely great... &lt;i&gt;NOT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sooooooo depressed right now.... although i shouldn't be, since i just got home a few minutes ago from watching Matrix: Reloaded. i do know what brought it about, but i'm not so inclined to share it to you all. these are the things that are best kept to one's self, and not to be blabbered out for the whole friggin' world to hear. and besides, who would want to read and know how i really feel deep down inside whenever i'm depressed? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;no one at all...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just go ahead and wallow in self-pity for a few minutes... :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94629715?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94629715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94629715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94629715' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94615451</id><published>2003-05-20T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T11:55:07.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just pissed off a friend earlier, and then this song started to play over the radio... what a perfect timing... :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My Stupid Mouth"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My stupid mouth&lt;br /&gt;Has got me in trouble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said too much again&lt;br /&gt;To a date over dinner yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I could see&lt;br /&gt;She was offended&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "well anyway..."&lt;br /&gt;Just dying for a subject change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, another social casualty&lt;br /&gt;Score one more for me&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget?&lt;br /&gt;Mama said "think before speaking"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No filter in my head&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what's a boy to do&lt;br /&gt;I guess he better find one soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bit our lips&lt;br /&gt;She looked out the window&lt;br /&gt;Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper&lt;br /&gt;I played a quick game of chess with the salt and pepper shaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I could see clearly&lt;br /&gt;An indelible line was drawn&lt;br /&gt;Between what was good, what just slipped out and what went wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the way she feels about me has changed&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing, try again.&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget?&lt;br /&gt;Mama said "think before speaking"&lt;br /&gt;No filter in my head&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what's a boy to do&lt;br /&gt;I guess he better find one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm never speaking up again&lt;br /&gt;It only hurts me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a mystery&lt;br /&gt;Than she desert me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh I'm never speaking up again&lt;br /&gt;Starting now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One more thing&lt;br /&gt;Why is it my fault?&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I try too hard&lt;br /&gt;But it's all because of this desire&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be liked&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be funny&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the jokes on me&lt;br /&gt;So call me captain backfire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the way she feels about me has changed&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing, try again.&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget?&lt;br /&gt;Mama said "think before speaking"&lt;br /&gt;No filter in my head&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what's a boy to do&lt;br /&gt;I guess he better find one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm never speaking up again&lt;br /&gt;It only hurts me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a mystery&lt;br /&gt;Than she desert me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh I'm never speaking up again&lt;br /&gt;Starting now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94615451?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94615451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94615451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94615451' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94572549</id><published>2003-05-19T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T17:41:07.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang! i just had another loaded weekend... and i'm tired as hell. *hingal-kabayo* here's the low-down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, after putting 8 hours of work, i was on my way to Makati to relax and unwind with my HS classmates. but before heading there, i passed by Galleria para daanan ung isa kong HS classmate who, up till a few weeks ago, eh nalaman ko na dun pala nagtatrabaho, and we haven't seen each other ever since we graduated from HS! shiyeeeeet! anyway, so nagkita kme, and sabay na kaming pumunta sa Makati. onga pala, the reason for this night-out was nagbalikbayan ulet yung isa naming classmate [si Em] dahil namatayan siya ng lolo. i learned that the cause of death was because of malpractice. we hope that maging law na ung pino-propose na bill para naman makapag-sampa na ng kaso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after waiting for the others to arrive, we had a sumptuous dinner @ Krocodile sa Greenbelt 3. [ang mura ng food nila! 7 kaming lumamon, 1,300++ lang nagastos...] then lipat kme sa foodcourt ng GB3 para mai-layout na ung aming ambitious project: our 10-year reunion! since we felt our alma mater is not going to host such a momentous occasion, ung section na lang namin ang magre-reunion. heheheh... we've laid down the initial plans and hopefully put into action starting this week. we have a full year to prepare and organize, so sana magawa namin lahat ng kailangan. *crosses fingers* i'm one of the main organizers who's pushing for it kse, kaya i needed those persons na makakatulong sa akin and yung mga gusto den na magkaroon ng reunion. after the meeting, unwind na kme sa "green-tea-house-something²" [gomen ne... i forgot the exact name nung coffeehouse, basta nasa ilalim sya ng Music One sa Greenbelt] dapat sa Starbucks [a.k.a. everyone's coffeehouse!] kami pupunta, kaso andaming tao!!! so hanap kami ng ibang lugar, and dun kami napadpad sa coffeehouse na yun. after we got our drinks and settled in, start na kami ng favorite pasttime namin: reminiscing! heheheh... quite fun to do actually, kahit na pare-pareho na lang lagi pinag-uusapan namin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naulit na naman yung tulad ng nangyari ke alex: we stayed at the place til the wee hours of the morning. [like, say, 3am? :D] and pilit pang naghahanap ng mapapag-usapan, ika nga ni ramon, since ayaw pang magkahiwa-hiwalay... kse nga naman nde natin alam kung kelan mangyayari na magme-meet-up ulet.pero eventually we all had to go home, and so we did. hatiran blues, courtesy of vince. [tenx men! sensya na po ayen, nde na kasya kse...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny [not!] thing was, pagkahatid sa akin ni vince, i didn't go to sleep, 'coz i was supposed to wake up an hour later. why? kasi pupunta kami ng cavite for an overnight outing sa beach. heheheh... galing! so i just opened my PC, and watched TV for an hour, tapos ginising ko na sila so we can get ready to depart. we had to pick up my kuya and ate sa house nila, so i had to drive first. i managed fine, kahit wala pa akong tulog. after getting them, pwesto na ko sa likod para matulog! hehehe.. i only took a nap, 'coz i had my cd walkman on. and mejo bumpy den naman ung ride going to cavite, so imposibleng deep sleep agad. we arrived @ naic, cavite after driving for a few hours, got settled in, and waited for the sun to go down a bit before going to the sea to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we departed from naic sunday afternoon, and got home after a few hours. after eating dinner, i got to talk to Em and chatted for about an hour, then kinarir ko ang lahat ng éX-Driver animé. [1-6, Movie, &amp; Danger Zone OAV] i watched it without knowing what it was all about. after seeing the 1st 2 episodes, i was reminded of You're Under Arrest! &amp; Aa! Megamisama because of the way it was drawn, plus some similarities with the character design. then i see the credits... and i learn that it was made by Kosuke Fujishima! [the maker of those 2 series i mentioned] heheheh... quite a recent one actually, [circa '01-'02] and the story revolves around these special drivers that maintain order in the streets by stopping malfunctioning AI cars. no one else except these drivers get to drive around in gasoline cars, coz the rest use these AI cars. [meaning it's automatic. majority of the population don't even know how to drive! i'd be one helluva éX-Driver if i was in that scenario... heheheh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to sleep late, so i woke up late, therefore i'm late for work again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haba na neto ah? might as well stop for now. besides, it's almost time to go home! gotta finish up now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94572549?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94572549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94572549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94572549' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94311180</id><published>2003-05-14T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T13:18:18.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; the radio [&lt;i&gt;mister mister - broken wings&lt;/i&gt; currently playing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burp* gochisou sama deshita! *polite bow* that was a great lunch! [2 porkchops + rice] i brought baon for today, since there were some leftovers at home... [besides, tinitipid ko na pera for this weekend. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme share a few forwards from my friends. the 1st one is quite funny, yet when you really look at it, there's some semblance of truth in it. the 2nd one are some guidelines to live by. i might try them sometime... i've put my comments in the braces. have fun reading! ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I've Learned As I Matured :o)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you cannot make&lt;br /&gt;someone love you. All you can do is&lt;br /&gt;stalk them and hope they panic and give in.&lt;br /&gt;[heheheh! quite true, ne?] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how&lt;br /&gt;much I care, some people are just&lt;br /&gt;assholes.&lt;br /&gt;[hear, hear!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years&lt;br /&gt;to build up trust, and it only takes&lt;br /&gt;suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;[we've all experienced this, haven't we?]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can get by&lt;br /&gt;on charm for about fifteen minutes&lt;br /&gt;After that, you'd better have a&lt;br /&gt;big weenie or huge boobs. &lt;br /&gt;[ohohoho!]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;compare yourself to others - they are&lt;br /&gt;more screwed up than you think.&lt;br /&gt;[now this one i should remember...]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can keep puking&lt;br /&gt;long after you think you're finished.&lt;br /&gt;[hmmm... have i done this before?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that we are responsible&lt;br /&gt;for what we do, unless we are celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;[thank goodness i'm not a celebrity...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that regardless of how&lt;br /&gt;hot and steamy a relationship is at first,&lt;br /&gt;the passion fades, and there had&lt;br /&gt;better be a lot of money to take its place.&lt;br /&gt;[can't relate to it yet... don't want to either.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that the people you care most&lt;br /&gt;about in life are taken from you too soon&lt;br /&gt;and all the less important ones just never&lt;br /&gt;go away. &lt;br /&gt;[i'd like to shoot the annoying ones...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thou Shall Not...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not worry needlessly over mistakes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't unworthy or incapable just because you made some mistakes. Remember that mistakes are necessary for growth.&lt;br /&gt;[i'll keep this in mind...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not control things.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your way is not always the best way. Remain open-minded, and don't worry if things don't go as expected.&lt;br /&gt;[for all the control freaks out there!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not blame others.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make others responsible for your happiness. You are in control of your happiness, and you can choose to make the day a positive one.&lt;br /&gt;[yea! don't blame lil ol meeh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not worry needlessly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to fret about the things you can't change or have no control over. Have faith that storms never last long and tomorrow will be brighter.&lt;br /&gt;[i tell this most often to my worry-wart friends... but do they lsiten?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall never surrender.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must try to climb that hill even when it seems too steep. No matter how difficult the task seems, it's better to try than to wonder if you could have succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;[let's all have that "never-say-die" attitude in life, ne?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall grow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never think that you have to stay where you are in life. Every new day offers an opportunity for change.&lt;br /&gt;[erm... is this for meeh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not judge others harshly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to accept other people for who they are. Just because someone is different from you, doesn't mean they are inferior. Everyone was created in God's image.&lt;br /&gt;[i've tried, but there are just those that really annoy the hell out of me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not fret over other's opinions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone will like you, and some people will criticize you, but you must not feel unworthy. You need no one's approval to be you.&lt;br /&gt;[again, is this for meeh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not doubt your ability.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should always have faith in yourself. Refuse to give the negative voice in your head an audience.&lt;br /&gt;["right! stay in yer lil corner, you pessimistic freak!" oh, that was me talking to my other personality. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;Thou shall not fix the world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to help others, but remember that you can't fix everyone's problems.&lt;br /&gt;[uhhh... this is most definitely for meeh... no doubt about it, ryt jeng? heheheh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94311180?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94311180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94311180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94311180' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94269537</id><published>2003-05-13T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T23:26:05.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; onegai teacher sound collection 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt;errrr... uhhhh.... ureshii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh..... nothing like a good shower, plus a cup of double dutch ice cream to cool down on a &lt;b&gt;hoooot&lt;/b&gt; summer night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching the last two episodes of Prétear a few minutes ago. [neh², Kaoru-neechan! you'll love me for this. :D] i would've finished it last night, but the zZzZzZ's were just too overpowering... heheheh! anyways, at the first part of the first episode, i saw the bishies right on, and sensing that it will only be a bishie-fest, i was about to stop watching it. but after seeing the would-be heroine and her wackiness, i decided to continue watching it... and man was i hooked! it wasn't just a bishie-fest after all. lolz! as i continued to watch the rest of the series, i noticed why the complete title included "Snow White"... there was the heroine, the seven dwarfs [in this case, knights], the stepmom and stepsisters, the evil "witch", and of course, the "prince". it was an overall nice animé and it was great that they were able to include the classic elements of the fairy tale, among other things... now, what do i watch next? *esep² as i look into boxes &amp; boxes of still unwatched animés*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! also, i was able to complete the trade that i was supposed to have last sunday. it will be my last for the meantime, since i wouldn't be available for one this weekend... [just when most of the adiks will have one, darn it!] arigatou shabz for the nice dinner and lil' chat afterwards... altho i still don't see that link on yer site... *wink² nudge² hint²*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me wanna see Matrix:Reloaded already... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94269537?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94269537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94269537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94269537' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94251114</id><published>2003-05-13T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T15:00:26.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the following is a forward mail from a friend. after reading the last part, i was stumped and all i could say to him was "EEEEEEEEEHHH!?! NAAAAAAAAAAAANIIIIIIIIIII?!" DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE DOUSHITE!?!?!?!" ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PERFECT GIFT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        He stood undecidedly before the glass window, surveying the various food-flavored lotions and shower gels, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.  He had always hated shopping.  But he had to.  He knew Natalie would kill him (and probably glory in it) if he ever went to her without a gift.  She actually sent him off on this errand specifically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Go na, hon, and buy a gift."  She waved him away imperiously, even before he crossed the threshold of her garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Mamaya, it'll be too traffic na and you might be late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Okay," he sighed, bussing her forehead.  "What do you want ba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Basta get me something that would be for me lang ha?"  She smiled greedily, "Not for both of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Fine," he said, and giving her one last hug, went back into his car to go to the mall.  Two minutes later, he received a text from her.  "Ups, sori, hapi vday pla J!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        He chuckled now as he thought of the love of his life.  He knew Nat since way back but only realized he loved her a few years ago.  Which was really stupid of him since he couldn't imagine life without her.  Deciding against the raspberry bath confetti he picked up at the counter, he put the glass tube down and went out of the store.  She probably had one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Walking randomly, he passed a video store and thought of buying her the extended version of her favorite film: The Lord of the Rings.  He knew the movie quite well, remembering the first time they watched it.  She was burrowed in his arms while she swooned over the male leads (whom he privately thought were a bunch of fairies).  It was after watching that movie when she confided his friend Ron had been making moves on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Well, you're pretty kasi eh.  Does he bother you ba?" he had asked, just a teeny bit concerned but making a mental note to talk to Ron if she said he was making a nuisance of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        She shook her head, looking pensive. "No, it's fine." Then she smiled brightly at him.  "Carry ko naman eh, me pa?"  So he decided not to talk to Ron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Suddenly remembering his buddy, he picked up a T2 DVD (Ron's all time favorite film) and paid for it.  He was out of the store when he realized he hadn't bought Natalie anything.  He shrugged and decided to have a look around first.  If he couldn't find anything special, he'll just come back for pansy Legolas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        He sighed again, looking at a vast array of jewelry.  The rings would look really good on her small hands.  But then Natalie isn't really fond of jewelry.  Being quite accident prone, she either lost them or got cut by them, and he wasn't going to risk it.  Besides, he thought that the ring she'd be wearing soon would be quite enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Running his hand briskly through his hair, he frowned at the shop windows.  It's hard enough for a guy to find the perfect gift, but for such a special lady.  He knew what he wanted to find.  Something that would tell her how much he loved her BUT without being mushy.  Natalie hated mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Ickle, Jake, you know I hate 'prom' music."  She grimaced as she furiously jabbed at the buttons of his cd player.  "Don't you have real music here?" She flipped through his CD case in disgust.  "When I get married, I'll have head-banging music.  And anybody who requests for anything 'senti' can go plan their own wedding!"  He just smiled and nodded.  He was quite prepared to let her do whatever she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        It was when he decided to take a breather when the idea finally hit him.  He sprinted over to Starbucks and looked at the thermos collection.  Being coffee addicts, he and Natalie frequented the café and once, she pointed at the small silver flask they had on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Dream ko yan." She sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "What?  The thermos?"  He asked, puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Then why don't you buy one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Kasi, it has to be given.  You know, I have this romantic dream.  That before I go to work in the morning, just when I'm about to step in the car na, my Prince Charming will come over from the shadows outside our house and he'll give me a thermos full of café mocha to take to the office. Di ba romantic?" She gazed dreamily at the silver flask. "Basta I'll marry the guy who does that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        He picked up the silver thermos and approached the lady at the counter with his request. Fifteen minutes later, he was driving along the highway to meet her but the traffic jam was horrendous.  She had texted him twice already, "Wru na? Ur l8. Grrr."  He texted her back.  "Sori hon. I'l follow n lng s hotel. C u!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Later when he was walking up the staircase to the restaurant where she was waiting, he wondered whether he intentionally tried to be late.  Holding his gift tightly, he told himself that it's too late to have cold feet.  Then he saw her and felt the butterflies in his stomach morph into dragons.  She's so beautiful in that white dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "I'm going to look like Galadriel," she had told him after she shopped for her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "You'd give Cate Blanchett a run for her money."  He answered fondly. And she did.  He walked slowly towards her until she looked up and saw him. Her face lit up in a lovely smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Jake!  Haaay, I thought you'd never come eh. I'll never speak to you again if you stood me up today of all days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "I had trouble finding you the perfect gift eh.  O, eto na."  He handed her the flask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Oh," she said, staring at the thermos in her hands.  "Oh."  She looked up at him, blinking back tears.  "I don't know what to say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "No need," he whispered, brushing his fingers against her cheek.  "Basta be happy ha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        She nodded.  Then she turned and beckoned to Ron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Darling, Jake is here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Uy, pare, how come you weren't there sa church?  I had to drag a cousin to be my best man tuloy."  Ron grinned at him, throwing an arm around his bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Sorry, pare, super ang traffic."  Then Jake shook his friend's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Congrats.  I'm happy for you.  Take care of Nat ha?"  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take care of her for me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94251114?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94251114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94251114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94251114' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-94188398</id><published>2003-05-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T14:19:06.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; mariposa - sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; ~uguuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paksheth! this song reminds me of the weekend i had... i was too tired &amp; lazy to blog at home so i'll just fill ya in on what went down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night, i had to hang around the office for an extra hour after work 'coz my boss wanted me to help him fix some of the PC's here. i was actually enjoying doing those kinds of stuff than rather do my "real" job here. whenever a PC conks out, they ask me to take a look at it, and more often than not, i drop whatever i'm doing and get right on it. i guess after doing the same shiiiiiyeeeet for four years [going on five] gets to be a tad bit &lt;b&gt;boring&lt;/b&gt;, ne? a friend has already asked me if i see myself still doin' the same shiiiiiiiyeeeeet in the next five years. what did i say? a friggin' cop out of an answer: "i don't like to make long-term plans" or sumthin' lyk dat. frankly speakin', i dunno what i'm gonna do with my life right now... ain't that sad? :(( anyway, more on that some other time. so, after i've done the PC-thingie, i was all set to go home, then two of my officemate/friends dragged me with them, and convinced me to go to our station's event/party at Intramuros. so i went with them, 'coz i guess a part of me wanted to go and have a lil' fun after a hard day's work... got to the venue, ate some food, drank some beer, and listened to great music provided by the ff. bands: Stonefree, Sandwich, Barbie's Cradle, Mojofly, Moonstar 88, Bent, Session Road, Sugarfree &amp; Parokya ni Edgar. the event/party ended at 2am, and Jo², being the DD [designated driver] of the night, [or in this case, morning] drove us home. but when we got to Anna's, the car had a problem: it overheated. we didn't really know how it happened, so we had to stop at the gas station in Alabang to let it cool down with running water. [we must've poured about 3-4 gallons of water just to cool it down] thankfully it never overheated again after that. so i got home quarter to 4 in the morning, slumped to bed, and stayed there for most of the day. because of that, i didn't get to go to work last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i kinda-sorta did a "jason mraz" last saturday, let's skip to sunday: mom's day. the family went to makati with me [i was supposed to have two trades that day, but only one pushed through] and we had lunch there. as expected, most of the restos are packed, since it was a weekend, plus a "fabricated" special day to celebrate... after a few hours of strolling around, we went home. and that's about it. *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, after about two weeks of not watching a complete animé series, [i last saw DNA²] kinarir ko ang Kanon [13 episodes] kagabi. heheheh, a kawaii &amp; believable story about a boy who came back to a town he lived in as a child after seven years. after seeing familiar faces and places, all his memories start to come back to him... i dunno, pero mas nalungkot pa ako with the events sa Kanon as against to SaiKano, 'coz i think the things that happened in Kanon can really happen in real life. anyways, me wanna see Kanon Kazahana. [a dvd bonus episode] hope to get it soon... [download or trade]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no mood to work right now... i wish it was already 6 so i can get the hell out of here!!! X-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-94188398?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94188398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/94188398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94188398' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93992615</id><published>2003-05-08T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T23:33:33.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;posting at:&lt;/b&gt; home [didn't have time to squeeze an entry in the office]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;/b&gt; an album [forgiven, not forgotten - the corrs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm feeling:&lt;/b&gt; sadly happy [?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sadness fills my life", as the current track screams. [from "heaven knows"] i guess that quite sums up how i feel at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came home from greenhills, after accompanying some officemates who decided to buy new cellphones. it's been a while since i've roamed around greenhills, so i decided to join them. as we browsed around and hopped from stall to stall, i just found myself staring at the multitudes of Nokia's around me. whenever i'm with someone who's supposed to shop from something, i feel kinda envious of them. and i felt that familiar feeling once again as they found the phones that they wanted to get, and at a good price too! good thing i didn't have money with me, or else i'd be tempted to buy one for me as well... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my officemate consoled me and said that he was envious of me because of my budgeting skills. heh! what budgeting skills? to begin with: do i have any money to budget? ;Þ i guess i was raised by my money-wise parents who only bought the essentials in life, but had sprinkled us with luxuries every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo² dropped us off at Landmark in Makati, so i just took the service home. as i boarded the service vehicle, i see some couples getting cozy and comfy as they wait for the vehicle to  be filled up with passengers. these are the times that i feel soooo lonely... being with someone you love, talking about everything and anything and nothing all at the same time, holding each other, blah², yakkity yak², you get the picture... sheesh! i'm getting sappy here... aaaagh! [think happy thoughts...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the service got in front of our subdivision, i got off and walked towards home. i looked up the sky, and saw stars, lots of them. it's quite a cloudless night, and you can see familiar constellations. and then i said to myself: "nice night for stargazing... wish _____ [insert name of female species on the blank] was here with me..." aaaaaaaaagghh!?! what is this!?! shiiiiiyeeeeeet!!! what's happening to meeeeeh!?! i know, it's the corrs' fault... ["love to love you" currently playing] oh well, i've been known to be a sentimental fool sometimes, so what the heck? bring it on! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93992615?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93992615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93992615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93992615' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93965046</id><published>2003-05-08T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T10:34:23.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot... i wasn't able to blog yesterday. our connection here in the office was soooo friggin' slow, i can't even load the login page! jeez... someone must be havin' a field day yesterday getting stuff off the net. [aside from me of course. ;Þ] add that to the fact that i was a bit busy with work. [imagine that? me, actually working!?! hahahah] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was supposed to blog at home last night, but i had a queued file for download that i wanted to finish ['coz i was afraid the link might be dead by tomorrow.] so i just watched WWE on Solar. i also caught the 2nd half of the semis of UEFA Champions League: Real Madrid vs. Juventus. as i expected, Real Madrid won, 2-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is quite active today, because i've lots to do here at work. maybe i can squeeze some blog-time later during breaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93965046?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93965046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93965046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93965046' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93780574</id><published>2003-05-05T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T12:38:39.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body's aching... i'm in serious need of a full-body massage... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me hollers: "pam puen!!! i need yoooooooooou!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it didn't come to me... [that thing i posted about last friday] maybe it was nothing... or maybe it wasn't that important for me to remember. [i sure hope so]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what happened over the weekend? here's the lowdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night: i did get to go out, but not with the person i was supposed to ask out. i've already resigned myself to go home that night, when an officemate asked me to go bowling. i agreed since i had nothing better to do anyways. there was a sale going on at Megamall, but there wasn't much people doing some shopping. [must've been because of the SARS scare]  i had a bad feeling about our bowling session that night, like it was doomed from the start. as we got to our lanes, i learned that we were assigned to the kiddie lanes. we usually get 2 adjacent lanes whenever we go bowling, but that night, all the other available lanes were only singles. after i entered our names, i forgot to set the game for "league", [so that we would be exchanging lanes after each frame] so that was another sign. after completing our first frame, the left lane stopped responding, so our game was delayed. we then requested to be transferred to another lane, which they did do, but they just transferred us to the next 2 kiddie lanes. [agh!] after we completed our first game, the left lane's "bowling-ball-return-mechanism-thingy" kept delaying our balls, so the lane man advised us to transfer to another lane. so we went back to the first 2 lanes that they assigned us. [waaaaaah!] i guess the only good thing that happened on that bowling session was that we only paid for one game. [it was an unusual promo. we play one game each, the next game would be free, but if we play two consecutive games, no more free game. d-oh!?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: went to work in the morning, did the usual stuff, then went home after lunch. when i got home, i got an invitation from a friend who just celebrated her birthday last friday. she was having a post-birthday dinner at a resto in makati. since i had nothing to do that night, and she was a dear friend of mine, i accepted her invite. [plus it's FREE food! who doesn't like FREE food!?! lolz!] and so i go there, had a great time catching up with her, &amp; ate a lot! [there was a LOT of food left, actually a table-full more.] i would've let loose, drunk myself silly and still went with them to go to a club, but i wasn't supposed to stay late that night, 'coz i had a thing to do the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: woke up at 5 am that morning, got dressed, and drove to Antipolo. i was the designated driver of the family's annual trek to Antipolo to hear Mass at the national shrine of Our Lady of Peace &amp; Good Voyage. we were supposed to go last May 1, but something else came up that day, so they rescheduled it. as usual, lots of people turned up at the church, and everytime a Mass would end and lots of people would go home, they'd be replaced by lots more who will hear the next one. after Antipolo, i went straight to Makati to meet &amp; trade with peeps from our animé trading group. got home after lunch, then slept 'til 8pm. woke up for dinner, watched a lil' TV, [caught "Sweet November" on HBO, such a sappy-sad-love-story.. *sniff²*] then went back to sleep again. [i LOOOOOOOOOOVE sleeping, or isn't it obvious already!?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another looooong entry, ne? i would've done this at home... but i was lazy, and i didn't use my compie that much over the weekend, 'coz i wanted to catch some zZzZz;s... ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunchtime! let's all have a good one, shall we? and a great day ahead as well... Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93780574?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93780574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93780574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93780574' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93631945</id><published>2003-05-02T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T11:07:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that something is amiss today, like i forgot to do something... what could it be? hmmm... *esep²* oh well, maybe it will come to me later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's friday! i wonder if i'm gonna go out tonight after work? with whom? and where to? i have someone in mind to ask out, but it's still pending... i better ask the OPG's if we have any agenda/s for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small rant: why does Nokia have to come out with a new model of their cellphone almost every other month? grrr... all those 33, 92, 51-somethings drive me crazy with their polymedic tones and new-fangled MMS, GPRS, IRS, SSS, GSIS bulsyet-whatnots! good thing my trusty [read: OLD] Siemens M35i is still working, and if it ever conks out on me, i'll never patronize a Nokia cellphone again, lest i want my "brand-spankin'-new" phone to be yesterday's news in just a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93631945?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93631945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93631945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93631945' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93601633</id><published>2003-05-02T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T00:18:29.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new month, same old shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a nice bath after a midnight snack. did nothing much for today: slept 'til noon, watched TV &amp; surfed the net. speaking of TV, my cable provider had reassigned the channels, which is great, since they bunched up related channels [local, sports, movies, etc] ...but they removed animax! sure, i can't understand it [no subs], but at least i get to watch animé on TV. hope they bring it back real soon. in the meantime, i'll just continue to watch Neon Genesis Evangelion on WOWOW. ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i shaved my goatee, 'coz i got tired of it. my head is also newly shaved. feels light... Aubrey Miles is staring at me as i type this... [she's in the May 2003 FHM Calendar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder: what do other people have to say about me? who and what am i to them? although i know i wouldn't like some of the answers, i'd still like to know what they think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93601633?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93601633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93601633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93601633' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93389022</id><published>2003-04-28T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T17:11:02.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;/start rant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was right. some wise-ass decided to ruin my day. everything was peaceful &amp; quiet, then all of a sudden she just lashes out and starts blabbing, making a ruckus about something that she and another officemate was arguing about. i actually stepped out of my room and shouted: &lt;i&gt;"pwede ba, pakilakasan nyo pa yang sigawan nyo? hindi pa kayo rinig sa kabilang office eh!"&lt;/i&gt; i just had to do that, 'coz i felt the need to do it. and besides, she irritates the hell out of me. aaaaagh! thank you very much, bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this SARS-thing is starting to annoy me... now our office is putting up restrictions. [i.e. strict visiting hours, use of isopropyl alcohol, etc.] we aren't a friggin' hospital, darn it! you people are just over-reacting... jeez! make your own precautionary measures, but don't force them on others... mindless killjoys with no social lives... grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is something that's been on my mind for quite sometime now: i'm starting to think that the Philippines is the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; country in the free world where pedestrians have no right of way, whether crossing the street, or simply walking on the sidewalk. why do i say that? look at all those "hit-&amp;-run" accidents. granted, some dumb-ass person would play "patintero" with the vehicles on a busy street, but why do some drivers have to stop their vehicles after hitting the person, and then back up to run him/her over? it's "hit-&amp;-run", but it's more like "hit-&amp;-run-the-person-over-til-dead". [i just proved this point a while ago. i went down to buy snacks for merienda at Mini-Stop with some officemates, and we were going back to the office. we crossed the street using the zebra lane, [as any obedient pedestrian would do] when all of a sudden, this black BMW came rushing down the street. i was walking ahead of my officemates so i got to cross first. the friggin' horn was blaring as i was still crossing the street. if i'd stopped in the middle of the zebra lane, would he have hit me, then backed up to make sure i'm dead?] now, what's my rant about the sidewalk? anyone with brains would know that sidewalks are for pedestrians, right? i've seen some motorcycles, bicycles, [some with sidecars] tricycles, and even four-wheeled vehicles use these whenever traffic jams come around. what happened to the brains of these drivers? i'd like to do this one time, but i've yet to experience this scenario: whenever i'd walk on the sidewalk, then a motorcycle [or any form of vehicle] would come from behind me and started tooting his horn so he could pass. i'll just walk along as if not hearing anything. but if he gets persistent, i'll get into his face and shout: &lt;b&gt;"tangina mo! para sa taong naglalakad ang sidewalk, hindi sa sasakyan... gago!" &lt;/b&gt; i'm sure that'll be a hoot! i wouldn't care if he's a hot-head-gun-toting-policeman-or-some-dumb-ass-politician's-relative. my point still stands that sidewalks are for people, and not vehicles. if he shoots me, then fine. i'll be dead from a gunshot wound, but he'll suffer eternally for being dumb &amp; stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;/end rant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot, ne? i guess that will be all for today, 'coz i feel a bit better now, after releasing all those rants. i've still got plenty more in store, but that'll come out when i'm in the mood again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93389022?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93389022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93389022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93389022' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93372892</id><published>2003-04-28T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T10:24:20.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having the beginnings of a bad day, when i opened my e-mail here at the office, and read some good forwards that came from a member of a mailing list that i own. now, after i had a cup of espresso, [made it myself... GOOD stuff!] i guess i can make it through this day, not unless some wise-ass decides to ruin it for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened over the weekend: i got to watch two movies, [friday night, the premiere of X2: X-Men United &amp; sunday afternoon, regular showing of Anger Management, both @ Glorietta 4 in makati] i also played some table tennis, [my dad is still THE MAN! he beat my ass and made me run around chasing the ball...] &amp; had a trade with nald &amp; met the other peeps of our animé trading group. wait a minute, did i just contradict myself? lolz! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crikey, i need to psyche myself up so i can do some actual work here in the office... [that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; what i'm here for after all]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some parting shots: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't let the past hold you back, you're missing the good stuff."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93372892?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93372892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93372892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93372892' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93230169</id><published>2003-04-25T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T16:48:41.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the song i need to wake me up. kinda suits my mood at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crawling in the Dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoobastank&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dedicate&lt;br /&gt;And sacrifice my everything for just a second's worth&lt;br /&gt;Of how my story's ending&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could know if the directions that I take&lt;br /&gt;And all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me what it's for&lt;br /&gt;Make me understand it&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Is there something more than what i've been handed?&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me carry on&lt;br /&gt;Assure me it's ok to use my heart and not my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To navigate the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Will the ending be ever coming suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get to see the ending to my story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me what it's for&lt;br /&gt;Make me understand it&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Is there something more than what i've been handed?&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when and how will I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much further do I have to go?&lt;br /&gt;How much longer until I finally know?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm looking and I just can't see what's in front of me&lt;br /&gt;In front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me what it's for&lt;br /&gt;Make me understand it&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Is there something more than what i've been handed?&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93230169?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93230169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93230169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93230169' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93226281</id><published>2003-04-25T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T14:39:50.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooooooo shleepeeeeeh! i actually took a nap after my lunchbreak, but it didn't help, 'coz now i'm lookin' for some more shut-eye... w/c is not good, since i've tons of work to do, being a friday... *sigh* not good... not good at all.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awake.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*falls face first on the keyboard, drooling away in lala-land*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93226281?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93226281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93226281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93226281' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93159993</id><published>2003-04-24T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T13:16:10.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to some of my mp3s here in the office compie, when this song came up. i just looooove this version! [the original was done by The Smiths] it's been credited as one of the songs in the OST of the movie &lt;i&gt;The Craft&lt;/i&gt;, and also used as the opening song for the TV series &lt;i&gt;Charmed.&lt;/i&gt; do i need any more intro than that? ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Soon Is Now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love Spit Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the son &lt;br /&gt;And the heir &lt;br /&gt;Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar &lt;br /&gt;I am the son and heir &lt;br /&gt;Of nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shut your mouth &lt;br /&gt;How can you say &lt;br /&gt;I go about things the wrong way ? &lt;br /&gt;I am Human and I need to be loved &lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody else does &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the son &lt;br /&gt;And the heir &lt;br /&gt;Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar &lt;br /&gt;I am the son and heir &lt;br /&gt;of nothing in particular &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shut your mouth &lt;br /&gt;How can you say &lt;br /&gt;I go about things the wrong way ?&lt;br /&gt;I am Human and I need to be loved &lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody else does &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a club, if you'd like to go &lt;br /&gt;You could meet somebody who really loves you &lt;br /&gt;So you go, and you stand on your own &lt;br /&gt;And you leave on your own &lt;br /&gt;And you go home, and you cry &lt;br /&gt;And you want to die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say it's gonna happen "now" &lt;br /&gt;Well, when exactly do you mean ? &lt;br /&gt;See I've already waited too long &lt;br /&gt;And all my hope is gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93159993?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93159993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93159993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93159993' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-93098226</id><published>2003-04-23T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T15:03:25.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* i'm soooooooooooooooo bored here at the office &amp; not in the mood to work, so i'll just post the lyrics to my "song of the moment". actually it was yesterday that i heard it again after some time now, and i remember transcribing the lyrics by ear, 'coz after a few weeks when it first came out, no one else had the lyrics to it yet. a really nice "feel-good" song to sing to someone you like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;never let you down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;verve pipe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underneath [2001]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i’m trying to keep my feet on the ground &lt;br /&gt;i’m getting to like this feeling i’ve found &lt;br /&gt;i’m getting to love the thought of having you around &lt;br /&gt;and i will never let you down &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;your friends were all well-meaning &lt;br /&gt;when they said no one is good enough for you &lt;br /&gt;but if they play with your emotions &lt;br /&gt;dismiss the notion and do what you have to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause people don’t take chances with their hearts &lt;br /&gt;since i’ve met you i am past the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;so remember one thing &lt;br /&gt;i will never let you down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i’m trying to keep... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you feel defeated &lt;br /&gt;but it’s ok... you’re not the only one &lt;br /&gt;and all the complications, &lt;br /&gt;the bad situations - happen to everyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn’t matter how it ended or began &lt;br /&gt;sometimes the best that you can do is change your plans &lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand that &lt;br /&gt;i will never let you down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i’m trying to keep... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-93098226?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93098226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/93098226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93098226' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92973460</id><published>2003-04-21T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T14:14:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crikey! what a way to start the work week... with work! *ugh*   x-( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been busting my @$$ since this morning trying to finish the re-labeling of the cables for our LAN here at the office. a technician and i actually started last wednesday with that task, and we were already half-way through before i went home for the looooong weekend. [ayoko nang i-OT yun] when i came back, i find out that someone had messed up with what we've worked on last week...  [grrrrrr!] the tech who worked with me wasn't scheduled to come in 'til later this afternoon, so i started to work on the task on my own, and damn, its&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt; running around two office units, checking the connections and network hubs back &amp; forth, testing w/c workstation is connected or not... *hingal-kabayo* later after lunchbreak, i resumed the job. lucky for me the tech came in earlier than usual, so he helped me to finish the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, what did i do during that loooooong weekend of so-called "vacation"? nothing much i guess... i played table tennis &amp; more table tennis, [had a few pretty good matches with my dad and some of the dudes i usually play with] surfed the net &amp; queued my downloads. my ISP said that they'd be doing some maintenance checks for a couple of days, and said they'd be offline during those days. but the funny thing was, i was still able to connect! hahahah! oh well, good thing i tried to connect that time... ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we also went to the province over the weekend, 'coz it was the first birthday of my inaanak over there. i was the designated driver, since my kuya couldn't come with us. [friggin' multinational companies! they don't recognize philippine holidays! at least they get paid well there... hmmm....] a cousin of mine also came along with us so she can spend time with my grandma. traffic was bearable going there, but going back, it's another story... a loooooooong queue of vehicles as far as the eye can see, making some of the vehicles do counterflows or race along the sideroads, thereby making traffic worse than it is... in all their futile &amp; desperate attempts to make it home early, some even resulted in fender-benders &amp; accidents... tsk², if they'd only be more disciplined and patient... like meeh! [hahahah! parang totoo... Ü]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there ya have it. a "fun-filled" vacation, ne? not really, 'coz i never got to rest "properly" [i.e. sit around, do nothing, or "do a jason mraz"] during this so-called "vacation". if i only had nothing to do at work today, i would've just stayed at home... but my compie's power supply conked out last nyt, so i had to come over here and blog. heheheheh... w/c reminds me, i still have some stuff to do on my compie, plus my BIG trade with nald. [still need to confirm it with him] gotta fix it 2nyt... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92973460?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92973460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92973460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92973460' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92620451</id><published>2003-04-15T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T09:53:13.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was on my way to work, i was listening to my mp3 player, and this is one of the songs that never fails to give me goosebumps whenever i hear it. sooooooo nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shooting Star&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've [OP-Onegai Teacher]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tooku ni hikaru ano hoshi futari miagete&lt;br /&gt;kimi ni deatta unmei o omou&lt;br /&gt;nanigenai furide te no hira furete miru kedo&lt;br /&gt;kimi ha yasashiku hohoemi dakede&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Together, looking up at that distantly shining star&lt;br /&gt;and thinking it was destined that we met,&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be casual, I try to touch your palm, but&lt;br /&gt;you only smile gently.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kimochi ga tsuyoku naru to fuan no kazumo fuete yuku kara&lt;br /&gt;ichido dakishimeta kokoro ha donna toki mo hanasanai de&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Since these feelings are getting stronger and the number of worries are increasing,   &lt;br /&gt;never let go of the heart you once embraced, no matter what happens.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hiroi uchyuu ni hitori dake no&lt;br /&gt;kimi ga soba ni ite kureru nara&lt;br /&gt;koware ta toki no hari mo yagate&lt;br /&gt;yukkuri ugokidasu mirai he&lt;br /&gt;kimi ha sono mamade ite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In this vast universe, &lt;br /&gt;if I can keep staying near just you alone,&lt;br /&gt;even though the clock-hand of broken time &lt;br /&gt;soon starts to move slowly toward the future,&lt;br /&gt;stay just as you are, just like this.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nagareru hoshi ni negai o sotto tsubuyaku&lt;br /&gt;"Kimi to isshoni iraremasu youni..."&lt;br /&gt;kono jikan dake o GARASU no hako ni tojikomete&lt;br /&gt;zutto nagamete ire tara ii no ni&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I whisper this wish softly to the flowing stars:&lt;br /&gt;"I pray that I can always be with you..."&lt;br /&gt;Close up just this one part of time in a glass box,&lt;br /&gt;even though it would be better if it could always be seen.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yasashii kimi no egao fuan de kumo rasetakunai kara&lt;br /&gt;namidashita kunaru toki ni ha kono yozora o omoidasu yo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Since I don't want to make your gentle smile be clouded by worries,&lt;br /&gt;when I want to start crying, I think of this night sky.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hiroi uchyuu ni taata futari no&lt;br /&gt;shiawase no basho o mitsuketa ne&lt;br /&gt;koko ni aru no ha tsuki to hoshi to&lt;br /&gt;futari o tsutsumu yoru no kaze to&lt;br /&gt;kimi he no omoi dake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In this vast universe, we found the place &lt;br /&gt;where just the two of us can be happy, didn't we?&lt;br /&gt;Here there are moon and stars and&lt;br /&gt;the night wind that wraps the two of us up together and&lt;br /&gt;my feelings about you alone.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tooi kuni kara tadoritsuita&lt;br /&gt;kimi ha ano hikaru hoshi Shooting Star&lt;br /&gt;taemanaku sou matataku youni&lt;br /&gt;mirai mo kimi mo dakishimeru to&lt;br /&gt;kono yozora ni chigau&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[You, who struggled here from that far country, &lt;br /&gt;are that shining star. Shooting Star&lt;br /&gt;Incessantly -- yes, like twinkling.&lt;br /&gt;I swear to this night sky &lt;br /&gt;that I will embrace both you and the future.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who didn't know, this song came from an animé series entitled "Onegai Teacher", one of my favorites. [i think i've already seen it thrice.heehehehe!] nice lyrics, ne? sugoi desu!!! ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92620451?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92620451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92620451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92620451' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92586793</id><published>2003-04-14T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T23:21:40.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the premiere of johnny english, as i was going home, i suddenly felt an emptiness inside my heart... i didn't know what brought it about, it just hit me out of nowhere... and then this song came to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lonestar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;norah jones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lonestar, where are you out tonight?&lt;br /&gt;this feeling i'm trying to fight&lt;br /&gt;it's dark and i think i would give anything&lt;br /&gt;for you to shine down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how far you are, i just don't know&lt;br /&gt;the distance i'm willing to go&lt;br /&gt;i pick up a stone that i cast to the sky&lt;br /&gt;hoping for some kind of sign&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am now at home, listening to that song, and to the rest of norah's album on random... still trying to figure out how it came about... why am i feeling this way!?! i hate it when i start feeling this way.... *siiiiiiiigh* :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92586793?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92586793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92586793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92586793' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92567296</id><published>2003-04-14T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T14:12:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggh!!hhhhhh! *sipa&amp;hampas&amp;hambalos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friggin' PC of mine has been "auto-shut-down-&amp;-rebooting" since this morning... stupid-good-for-nothing-piece-of-shhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeetttttttttt!!!! i can't complete this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem²*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me composes himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeepeeeeeeeeeee!!!  i finally got the dvd i've been wanting to have for a loooooooooong time now.... it's the "best of the corrs: the videos". *wide-eyed smile w/ wide grin* i was already anticipating a video collection such as this eversince the release of their 3rd studio album. knowing that they'll release a "best of" collection, [as the same with the rest of artists nowadays] i already knew that they'll do this sort of thing to keep the cash flow coming in... [eheheheeh!] i've already downloaded almost, if not all, of their existing videos last year off of the 'net, but i still bought the original dvd. do you still need to ask why i did that? Ü can't wait to watch it when i get home later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92567296?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92567296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92567296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92567296' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92557765</id><published>2003-04-14T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T10:49:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;what's up for you ladies? you're not ready for "like this like this" but you're ready for "like that like that"...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh.... rex navarrete is good, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! here's the complete story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the office @ 4pm to pick up one more companion for our road trip, and soon after we're on the road listening to the radio, courtesy of jo²'s funky cool nokia 6610 ['coz his car radio's been busted for the loooongest time now...] traffic wasn't that bothersome, [we took the sta. rosa shortcut] although there was this dumptruck that was ahead of us, and it was giving us a haaard time. [we've been staring at it's @$$ for about 30 minutes before it made a right on a turn...] we've already passed known landmarks in tagaytay, &amp; had been driving like forever looking for a sign that would indicate that we're near tagaytay highlands, and just when we're about to ask for directions, there it was! on a Y-shaped intersection, on the right side, saying "Welcome to Tagaytay Highlands". but before we got to the amphitheatre, we we're treated to an extreme driving experience! there were sharp inclines [14 effin' percent! rivalling the inclines on baguio &amp; los baños' magnetic hill...] and tough turns that made us scream with delight &amp; excitement as we traversed and navigated through it. we also made an unexpected excursion through the place, as the manong guard didn't make a clear explanation on where the amphitheatre was exactly located. we passed through a golf course, animal park, on the highest point in the place with cable cars, beautiful town houses, [aaaaaaaaaaah! how i wished i was effin' rich...] it was like we we're on another planet as we were driving along the road, they even have designated 'quiet zones'... [what these were, we could only speculate.. eheheh!] we finally found the amphitheatre, got to our spot [middle part of the amphitheatre], and waited for the show to start. oh, did i mention that bebang &amp; her family followed us, as in &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; followed 40-45 minutes after? [to the point that the route we took &amp; the unexpected excursion were followed to the letter!] heheheheh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to the show. it was his last show here in the philippines before leaving for san francisco. [really fortunate for me to have caught him at last! ;Þ] rex started off with a skit involving the traditional filipino greeting to warm up the audience. [heheheh... he was correct on that one.] after that, the whole show went on to touch on topics about his childhood days in daly city &amp; san francisco, his relatives &amp; other filipinos overseas, "trick or treating", our president &amp; her cabinet members, &amp; the now-famous "SBC packers" routine with some additional new materials. he ended the show [it was a good 3 hours worth!] with another famous routine, "tito boy". he didn't do his "maritess vs. the superfriends" routine, but since i already knew how it went, i didn't miss it. it was a real treat to see &lt;b&gt;the man&lt;/b&gt; in person and hear him do his skits and routines to an appreciative audience. stand-up comedy is really hard to do, &amp; one has to draw personal experiences like he does and make the most out of it to produce a good routine. we got to meet him personally during the autograph signing session after the show. we congratulated him for a good show and made him sign our tickets. [we would've bought his cd's, pero la na kme pera eh... heheeheh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, it was my turn to drive. [well, i volunteered, since i wanted to feel the exhiliration of traversing those inclines and sharp turns for myself.] we we're screaming our lungs out while driving 'coz we we're treated to yet another fun thing in tagaytay: the fog. open windows, the cold wind rushing in, and "touching the clouds", we were all happy as i drove along the highway. another thing that really rocked was "free-wheeling". when i got to the intersection entering the shortcut leading to sta. rosa, i put the gear in neutral, and let gravity take it's course. it was a good kilometer or two that i told my companions that i was "free-wheeling", and they were all amazed.  we must've travelled for 6 or 7 kilometers before i used the gears &amp; drove "normally" again. [now that's good mileage! heheheh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fran invited us over to her parent's house in calamba after the show, so that's where we went, but we bought some food first before heading there. cool thing was, her parent's home was on the foot of mount makiling, and her mom told us some interesting facts about the place, and i learned some nifty things about herbs &amp; medicinal plants. after spending an hour there, it was time to go to our respective homes. so off we go... got home @ 5am, slumped to bed, &amp; woke up 7pm! [so i &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; do a "jason mraz" after all! nyahahahaha!]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i think that was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the best&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; weekend i've ever had, to date. [this one topped my 'galera overnight weekend'.] wow, april's shaping up to be a great month for me. i wonder what's next? *esep²*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92557765?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92557765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92557765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92557765' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92471895</id><published>2003-04-12T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T13:55:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, tropang OPG struck again! this time at Shakey's Greenhills. free dinner!!! free pizza &amp; drinks!!! suffice to say, we were sooo full that we were laughing our heads off! Ü we could barely walk out of the place dahil ang bigat na ng mga tiyan namin, one of us was looking for a trolley/push cart! [heheheheh...] we almost semi-circled the whole shopping center by walking just so the car wouldn't feel the pressure of five full-stomached persons! [ahahahahah!] oh well, enough of that gluttonous story... let's move on, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still here at the office, eventhough i should've been home by now, sleeping in my room... the reason? i'll be going to tagaytay in a few hours with some officemates to see rex navarette! wo0t! i've heard and read soo much about him, and i've missed quite a few opportunities to see him last year, so i made sure that i'm gonna see him this time around. jo² got in touch with one of the persons in charge of the event, and he got tix for us. [bless him for that! good thing i already paid my share... ;Þ] i'm sure i'm gonna have fun on this trip and on that show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92471895?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92471895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92471895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92471895' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92403876</id><published>2003-04-11T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T11:42:53.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i didn't post yesterday, &amp; i'm in quite an "exposing-&amp;-baring-myself" mode, [ no, it's not what you're thinking... you pervs! ;Þ ] lemme share the most recent poetry i've composed. [altho most of you have already read it...] i usually write them down whenever i'm really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; inspired... [w/c i'm not, at the moment...] enjoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013003&lt;br /&gt;S: 3:24 pm&lt;br /&gt;F: 4:58 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;even though we've gone our separate ways,&lt;br /&gt;visions of you, in my heart will always stay.&lt;br /&gt;emotions &amp; feelings from the past i try to forget,&lt;br /&gt;realizing later on that doing so has led me to regret.&lt;br /&gt;did i really try to erase that episode in my life,&lt;br /&gt;especially the part where i dreamed you'd be my wife?&lt;br /&gt;after all was said and done, i never understood why.&lt;br /&gt;reacting the only way i know how, i started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;expressing my thoughts was not easy at that moment,&lt;br /&gt;since we were engaged in a bitter &amp; harsh argument.&lt;br /&gt;the way it ended was not how we saw it, but it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's how it was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, we weren't meant to be together.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll just have to settle being a friend, forever...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92403876?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92403876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92403876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92403876' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235303.post-92402140</id><published>2003-04-11T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T10:58:43.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="margin : 0 15 0 20; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday... a day that i dread and love at the same time. why you ask? well, we all know that friday is, technically, the last day of the work week... and, being the last working day of the week, means that for some of us, the work load is doubled [or even tripled] on this day... but, i'm not complaining about it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened yesterday, and i was a bit busy with work so my brain wasn't really preoccupied with ramblings &amp; nonsensical thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to play billiards with a friend last night. he's also my constant buddy whenever i play billiards. it's been quite a while since we played, so we changed venues just for the heck of it. i got off on a great start, [4-0] i guess i picked the right cuestick that night. [i have my own, but i didn't bring it.] most of my shots were flawless, even he was surprised that i was doing better than he is. ['coz usually, it's the other way around. ;Þ] and so we went on with the game... in the end, the final score was 21-9. lucky me! [not the mami!! hahaha!] now if only i played that well everytime we go out for billiards... hmmm... *esep²*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235303-92402140?l=aqrn785.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92402140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235303/posts/default/92402140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqrn785.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92402140' title=''/><author><name>lemonade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07098437349815255552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
