<?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-8629624373531699023</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:14:00.506+08:00</updated><category term='firsts'/><category term='blahs'/><category term='mixed emotions'/><category term='down in the dumps'/><category term='fears exposed'/><category term='school rants'/><title type='text'>GeekInThePink</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-3049910153865061767</id><published>2007-10-29T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:15:06.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><title type='text'>sembreak Part1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though nag-promise ako ng post nung 21.. obviously, hindi ko siya nagawa hehe.. Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tamad talaga akong gumawa ng post.. hindi ko alam kung bakit.. siguro mas gusto ko na ikwento ang mga bagay-bagay kaysa i-type dito sa blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG KEMer na ako!!! hindi talaga ako makapaniwala.. after one semester na puno ng hirap, natapos ko ang application process! yehey! .. Nalagpasan ko ang talent show, app-alumni dinner, hamunan1, hamunan2, paggawa ng signature sheet, about 4000 minutes ng tambay, final interview, batch project presentation at final rites whew! .. Haay kung alam ninyo lang ang hirap na pinagdaanan ko.. unfortunately, hindi ko pwedeng i-kwento sa inyo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;w8 itutuloy ko na lang itong post ko next time.. may kailangang gumamit ng computer eh.. &lt;ano&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-3049910153865061767?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/3049910153865061767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=3049910153865061767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/3049910153865061767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/3049910153865061767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/10/sembreak-part1.html' title='sembreak Part1'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-2173379223308265202</id><published>2007-09-08T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T17:49:57.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school rants'/><title type='text'>buhay ChE freshie sa UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haayy ang dami laging nagtatanong kung kamusta ba sa up.. kung masaya o mahirap... at kung anu-ano pa.. kadalasan ang sagot ko lng dito ok lng (nakakatamad kasing magkwento eh haha) dahil wala akong maisip na mas interesting pa na ilagay dito, iyon na lang ikwekwento ko hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: Bakit ka nagtatagalog sa post na ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A: Wala lang.. feeling ko kasi mas mae-explain at&lt;br /&gt;made-describe ko ng maayos kapag Filipino ang ginamit ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;xempre acads muna..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATH 17. &lt;/strong&gt;Ang subject na magsasabi kung Eng'g ang nararapat na college for you. May&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;rule ang dean ng Eng'g na kapag binagsak mo ito twice, you're out of the College (talk about pressure). Sa totoo lang, generally, swerihan lang ng prof iyan. Kapag napatapat sa iyong prof ay member ng Power Ranger, Powerpuff Girls o Voltes V, mangamba ka na at pag-isipan mo ng magpa-change mat. Fortunately, ang prof ko ay hindi member ng kahit anong group ng terror teachers. At first, nakakapanibago ang teaching style niya pero marami kang matututunan sa kanya. Minsan kasi may ituturo siyang way na mali and gusto niyang ikaw mismo ang makakapansin ng mali. Pero overall, ok lang nman ang subject na ito at masaya kasi dito kami naging close ng mga blockm8s ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEM 16. &lt;/strong&gt;Lec: Mahirap. Nose bleed. Nakakalito. It takes a while bago ma-gets ang mga lectures. And worse, wala pa kaming makita na maayos na sample exams so napakahirap mag-prepare sa exams. Tapos, mahirp na nga ang subject nakaka-antok pa haay.. Idagdag mo pa ang prof na naniniwala na dahil mga eng'g students kami, magagaling daw kami sa chemistry(anong kaugnayan ng eng'g freshies sa chemistry??). Kaya iyon, halos hindi na niya i-explain ang mga topics kahit hindi pa namin ma-absorb ang mga topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lab: Masayang maghalo ng mga chemicals hahaha. The lighter side of Chem 16. Napakabait ng prof at approachable din.. para lang siyang taga-upperclass na nage-explain sa mga bagay bagay hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAT. SCI 2&lt;/strong&gt;. Geology: boring.. half the time, kumakain kami.. the other half, natutulog kami.. madali lang mag-exam ang prof so ok din lang na hindi ka makinig.. laging may funny or interesting videos in class (para daw kahit papano mAkinig kami sa 1st part ng lec niya haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Biology: Kamukha nung bf ni Ethel Booba prof ko bwahahaha.. boring din ito since biology (i HATE memorization!!).. ang hirap ng long exams grabeh.. sobrang visual din ng mga pictures (bata pa po ako.. bwahahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENG 11. &lt;/strong&gt;Nakakaantok din ito. Tapos ang tagal bago mag-move sa next topic.. 1 1/2 meeting per story.. tapos ang long exam biglang.. "write a well-unified and coherent critical essay.." WaaahH.. Isang buwan na ang nakakaraan noong nag-test kami hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin daw niya ginagalaw.. Madalas absent tapos super late magasabi ng walang pasok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHILO 1. &lt;/strong&gt;Interesting ng subject na ito at bigatin ang mga tanong dito.. &lt;em&gt;Bakit laging may taba sa dulo ng bbq? .. bakit kulay pula ng itlog na maalat.. bakit ang fishballs ay tinawag na "fishBALLS" pero hindi naman bilog tulad ng squidballs or eggballs(tawag ng mga sosyal sa kwek-kwek)..&lt;/em&gt; Dito ko rin natutunanna kapag nagsabi ka ng joke, ina-apply mo ang mga fragmantics at laws ni Wittgenstein [drops of blood are coming out of my nose} haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mahirap din ang test namin dito since halos puro essays (i hate this kind of test since my score depends on the opinion of the prof.. not like math or science.. the questions are objective and you know there is only one correct answer).. Madalas din kaming nawawalan ng klase at minsan hindi pa niya kami nasasabihan.. Nag-set one time ng make-up class.hindi niya kami sinipot at noon pinuntahan namin ang office niya, walang katao-tao.. hindi ko alam kung bakit bigla na lang nawala..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than acads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Application sa Org: &lt;/strong&gt;Napakahirap.. iyong sinasalihan ko kasing org ay second sa may pinakamahirap na app process (buti na lang hindi ko agad nalaman iyon).. pero after nang ham1 (ang pinakamahirap na part) naging masaya na ang bawat pagtambay ko.. and i could say that i'm glad na pinagpatuloy ko ang app process kahit ilang beses na akong umiyak at ilang beseSko na rin naisipang mag-defer.. No Regrets!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other:&lt;/strong&gt; Masaya ang bawat bonding moments naming blockmates.. Lagi kaming kumakain after class at kung saan saan pa.. Hindi na namin kasing kailangang pumunta pa sa mga fast food chains or sa malls kasi ang daming pwedeng kainan sa loob n campus.. Bukod doon, ang daming events na pwedeng puntahan kadalasan free admissions at kung may bayad man P200 na ang maximum.. kapag pumunta ka pa marami ding freebies.. may sinehan din sa loob ng campus so no need to go to malls.. kadalasan indie films ang mapapanood mo doon pero nagpapakita din sila ng mga foreign movies kadalasan sponsored ng mga orgs tulad na lang ng the Simpsons at Casa(warning: bold film ito.. in short, bawal sa ating mga bata haha).. Meron din museum kung iyon ang trip nyo (sorry i'm not inclined with the arts).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sa dami ng gusto at kailangan kong gawin, kulang talaga ang oras ko.. haayy paano ba pahabain ang oras.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ngayon, gets ninyo na ba kung bakit lagi kong sinasai na mahirap pero masaya ang life ko in UP? ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-2173379223308265202?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/2173379223308265202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=2173379223308265202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/2173379223308265202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/2173379223308265202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/09/buhay-che-freshie-sa-up.html' title='buhay ChE freshie sa UP'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-4148045379332713229</id><published>2007-08-03T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:49:39.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school rants'/><title type='text'>Deferral Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why do I need to do all this stuff just to belong in your org?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I worrying more in doing all of those things instead of my acads?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel that we(my co-apps and I) are not at all welcome?&lt;br /&gt;You do not want us to defer our application then why do you treat us like this?&lt;br /&gt;Why are all these things consume ny time?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you create a fear inside me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, even though a great part of me wants to defer, do I still want to join your org?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all worth the effort?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-4148045379332713229?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/4148045379332713229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=4148045379332713229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/4148045379332713229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/4148045379332713229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/08/why.html' title='Deferral Mode'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-573797466071866399</id><published>2007-07-13T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:39:51.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school rants'/><title type='text'>After 1 month as a UPista...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I could say that a lot of things have changed in such a short time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) I now see how important the coins are especially the 25 centavo coins which I need for jeepney fares (Ikot/Toki fare: 6.50). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) I now go to the activities that I would not normally go to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) I gain friends from different places and from different religions. And with this, I have learned that one way or another we are all the same even though we have different cultures and different beliefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) I walk period. hehe .. Before, I was used to walk very small distances but now, I would really need to walk just to go from one class to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) I often use the term like "nose bleeding".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But among all the things that have changed, I did not feel the enormous "difference" of being in college from being in high school. I feel that I'm just in another school but still I experience the same things as before. Whoever said that to me (and right now I couldn't remember whom), I just didn't see or experience that. I guess I already felt quite at home even from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(I promise a longer post next time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-573797466071866399?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/573797466071866399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=573797466071866399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/573797466071866399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/573797466071866399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-1-month-as-upista.html' title='After 1 month as a UPista...'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-8388130816415091444</id><published>2007-06-01T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T17:56:37.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fears exposed'/><title type='text'>paranoid over june, lightning and thunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fear. Nobody wants to feel this. And yet as I look outside, worry is slowly creeping through my veins. I can see outside that dark clouds are forming and I can feel the air starts to get quite moist and humid. Oh God, it's going to rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me get thist straight, I am not afraid of rain. It's just that nowadays rain is accompanied by lightning and thunder. And &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; is what I'm afraid of.  I'm not quite paranoid about it before but due to some recent events, I become afraid of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend, we went to a resort with a wave pool in Cavite. We had some troubles along the way but things become fine when we got there. So after putting our things at our rooms, we went to the wave pool. A wave pool makes a set of waves for every 30 mins so we waited for it. But just as the waves are coming in, a bolt of lightning flashed in the sky and thunder boomed afterwards. Panic enveloped me as fast as lightning came. I did not know if I would get away from the pool or I would stay. Since panic got me first, I got glued on the spot. I could see that others are enjoying themselves(especially my father) in the pool so ,for a minute, I chose staying in the pool. But my mind was not at ease with that decision since my imagination starts putting bad ideas in my head (actually, I also call it nightmares). I imagined things like a bolt of lightning striking the pool thus killing all the people including my family and I (like I said nightmares). But aftrer a few minutes lightning and thunder came again. And because of that I pulled my sister(because I can feel she is the only other person who is more scared than me at that moment) out of the water and ran all the way to the hut we've rented. After a while, all the people were asked to evacuate all the pools and we waited at the hut. Even there, I am still uneasy because I don't like to see the flash of lightning and to hear the booming thunder especially when I am in an open area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While waiting for the lightning and thunder to stop, I remebered something that happened when I was young. My family and I used to walk a long way from my aunt's house to my grandparents' house every night when we went to Nasugbu. And one night, there was a thunderstorm and we have to brave the storm for us to got to my grandparents' house where we are to sleep. So what happened is that my father and my sister got under an umbrella and my mother and I got under another one. Whenever lightning flashed the whole street seems like day for a second. That walk was one of the longest walk in my life. Everytime lightning flashed, I feel like the next one will hit us surely (Yeah, I'm paranoid). But fortunately, it didn't (duh). And yet, I'll never forget that long walk forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And now we're back to our outing. After a few minutes, the rain stopped and so we continue swimming in the pool as if nothing happened hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And yet that's not the end of it. Just yesterday, it struck again. I actually I thought I will have no problem with this one. I was inside my parents bedroom watching tv so I felt quite safe. Then, a bolt of lightning flashed and was immediately followed by thunder. This lightning felt like it struck very near. And if the seconds between the lightning and thunder is divided by 3 is equivalent to how far in miles is it from you, I would say it struck something inside the compound though I did not confirm that. It just that it felt so near that I don't know what to do. Deep inside, I know that if I saw the lightning and I heard the thunder then, that only means I was not hit. And yet, I can't help myself for fearing both (and I know I'm not the only one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And because of these events, I would say that I am quite paranoid on lightning and thunder. How I wish I could change that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waah! It's June already and school will start soon! Just last night I dream that&lt;br /&gt;I was late for 2 classes and I missed 3 classes on my first day. I wish that&lt;br /&gt;would not happen in reality. Especially now that I still haven't fixed the&lt;br /&gt;mishap that I've done(gulp). I'm nervous of the new environment, and the new&lt;br /&gt;phase of my life. I'm nervous of all the changes. I'M NERVOUS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whew. At last, I got that off my chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-8388130816415091444?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/8388130816415091444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=8388130816415091444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/8388130816415091444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/8388130816415091444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/06/paranoid-over-june-lightning-and.html' title='paranoid over june, lightning and thunder'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-7662977241293202323</id><published>2007-05-10T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:12:40.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school rants'/><title type='text'>2 tiring days in UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;DAY 1 : Enrollment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This disastrous day started like this. I woke up at 4:00 in the morning to get ready to go to UP. I figured that I will just sleep in the car to make up for it. I also did not eat any breakfast thinking that we would have enough time before the enrollment starts. Unfortunately, both my plans did not work out. I could not make myself sleep all the way to up. We got there just in time so we did not have time to eat. So when we got there I was sleepy and hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did not get a chance to eat my breakfast/lunch till aroung 1:30 pm. By that time, I was also frustrated because of the many long lines I have to go through and I still have to go to 1 more. So after eating, I started to line up for that last one when a power failure occured. I have to wait for 30 mins before the line went on again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I finished enrolling in the school at around 3:00. A few hours after that I realized the mistake that made that day disastrous..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I could not explain in here. I just know that it is a self-inflicted hardship most commonly known as "katangahan". I thought that mistake would cause me a few months of misery(yeah i caused myself that much hardship). I couldn't think of any solutions to what I have done so I couldn't sleep that night. But somehow I gain hope the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Day 2 : Orientation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went again to school the following day and this time, it's for the orientation. I arrived again just on time. But unlike the first day, I really enjoyed myself during the orientation. The orientation gave us,freshmen, a glimpse of some of the services the university and also some of the happenings and events during the school year. Some of the organizations performed intermission numbers to liven up the program(the Pep Squad even taught us some of the cheers hahaha). I also gain some friends and I also learned more about the campus because of the two wacky tour guides in the campus tour (in more ways than one). The told us about some profs especially of the math teachers. Until now, I don't get why they are so afraid of math teachers and why they think math is so hard( I'm not being proud. I just thought of my math in high school and nobody really is afraid of it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But the greatest thing that happened is that I found out about the 2 solutions to my problem(Whew!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because of the orientation, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the school. It made me feel quite at home in it and I think I would enjoy myself during my 6 year stay (yup it's 6 yrs. my father want me to take the bs-ms program wherein after the additional year, i will also get my masters degree but of course, I really need to focus on my studies to do that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So right now, I am kinda looking forward to studying there (though I still want the summer not to end).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-7662977241293202323?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/7662977241293202323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=7662977241293202323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/7662977241293202323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/7662977241293202323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/05/2-tiring-days-in-up.html' title='2 tiring days in UP'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-6055425304898698248</id><published>2007-05-05T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:25:40.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><title type='text'>Videos from youtube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Video #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have recently watched &lt;em&gt;Shall We Dance?&lt;/em&gt; and from that movie I heard this song. It's really good but it's very mellow or sad to some people but it is a nice song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please excuse the video. I don't really like Lost but it's the only video that is remotely interesting. Just enjoy the song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbxwS4u8eu8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Video #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is what keeping me busy in the internet.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Potter Puppet Pals!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I won't give any more comments.. This is just one of the funny videos hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx1XIm6q4r4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-6055425304898698248?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/6055425304898698248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=6055425304898698248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/6055425304898698248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/6055425304898698248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/05/song-im-loving.html' title='Videos from youtube'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-9081572632230848573</id><published>2007-04-24T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:16:52.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school rants'/><title type='text'>books &amp; school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Books.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I thought I could already cross out in my wishlist the "complete the Shopaholic Series" but I guess not.. It turns out that recently, Sophie Kinsella(she's the author) wrote another one for the series which is the &lt;em&gt;Shopaholic and Baby&lt;/em&gt;. I was planning on buying it but the only copy the bookstore has is a hardbound edition (I don't know if it is available in paperback). I have bought paperback editions of the other books in the series and I don't want to ruin the set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now, buying books is giving me a problem. I usually store my books in my study table and now, it's full already. I don't know where to put the books I will buy in the near future. And yet, as you can see, I have added some more books in the wishlist. I guess I would just think of my problem when I get there hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt; Recently, I have pre enlisted my subjects in school. This brought some realizations for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realization #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It never crossed my mind that picking a block section with a schedule that would fine by me is hard. It turns out that a lot of factors should be considered like the location of the buildings, the subjects themselves and ,of course, the time itself. I guess too many choices is what makes it hard for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realization #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know some people who will also took Chem Eng in UPD. I thought I will have them as classmates but it turns outs that we chose different block sections. I realize I don't know anyone from my would-be block section. I'm just not sure how I would approach someone and who am I going to approach. You see, when I transfer to DLSL, I have 2 friends from grade school who also became my classmates in high school. So there's little pressure to find new friends right from the very start (of course it's a necessity to find new friends but.. you know what I mean). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Realization #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I will have to travel by jeep and tricycle. This idea kinda sink in just lately. I'm not used to travel around in public transportations (I can't even remember when was the last time I rode in a taxi, mrt, or lrt). Ever since my family moved to the compound, the company provided my transportation to school. But now, it will all be different especially since I have some classes that ends about 5:30 (which is quite late I think). I'm not sure if it is quite safe to travel at that time.. alone *some scary thoughts in my head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realization #4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Scrabble can be a PE subject.&lt;/span&gt; I was shocked at this. I didn't know that Scrabble is like a sport or something. But it really is a pe subject. I just can't imagine having that kind of pe (you know, as in physical education) subject. I mean, what are you supposed to do in during pe?  (no offense to those who took scrabble as their pe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of you maybe thinking that what I have chosen as pe is something kinda physical. But actually it's not hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You see, we are required to take pe1&amp;2. PE 1 is more on lectures, I think, and PE2 is your own choice of a sport or something. Among all pe2, I reaaly like to take up badminton but any block sections I pick have no slot for that. So I just took PE1 since I have time for it and sooner or later I will take it up in the future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-9081572632230848573?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/9081572632230848573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=9081572632230848573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/9081572632230848573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/9081572632230848573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/04/books-school.html' title='books &amp; school'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-2036794484945413074</id><published>2007-04-16T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:53:16.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><title type='text'>a long time ago..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dominant and powerful. You always need to be in charge.&lt;br /&gt;While others respect your competence, you can be a bit of a dictator.&lt;br /&gt;Hard working and serious, you never let yourself down.&lt;br /&gt;You are exact and accurate - and you expect others to be the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: You always get the job done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You're a perfectionist to a fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Checkmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I took this test quite a long time ago and I can say it is mostly right and I admit it. I just don't get it how can my power color be gray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yahoo! Last Saturday, I am officially not going to live in a dorm. We already found an apartment where I can live together with my aunt and ,maybe, some other students whom my aunt knows from UB. You see, the apartment has two floors and two bedrooms. My aunt and I can just occupy a bedroom and we can let other people to live with us and sleep at the other room. Actually, I didn't expect that I am going to live in an apartment like that but still, it is not a dorm. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday is CSI: Supreme Sunday. And I just remembered this webpage that I have read a long time ago but a career like that of the CSI:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://education.yahoo.net/degrees/articles/law_real_life_csi.html"&gt;http://education.yahoo.net/degrees/articles/law_real_life_csi.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Unlike the show CSI, where the Uber-detective might collect&lt;br /&gt;evidence, analyze it in the lab, then use it to make a suspect squirm under&lt;br /&gt;interrogation, real-life crime fighters have separate roles with distinct&lt;br /&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I became sad when I read this. I guess there was no real CSI: team. I felt like a kid who just learned that Santa Claus does not exist at all. Even though I have not really considered being like the people from CSI:. But if I were to choose between being a detective or being a forensic scientist, I would choose the latter. It's because I like to be the one who uses those high-tech gadgets hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-2036794484945413074?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/2036794484945413074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=2036794484945413074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/2036794484945413074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/2036794484945413074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-time-ago.html' title='a long time ago..'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-4521215763161343052</id><published>2007-03-30T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:14:44.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixed emotions'/><title type='text'>Good-bye high school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mixed emotions filled me up yesterday when I attended our graduation rites. I just don't know if I'm happy or sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Elation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yahoo!!! I did it! I survived 4 years of high school.. I have passed 4 years of long tests, complicated projects, all-night worrying and lots of other hardships.. That's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to college! OMG.. I can't believe it.. Just 5 more years to go hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever said the goodbyes are never easy, he's right. DLSL has been a home for me for four years. And now, I'm going to leave it. I will also be away from my classmates and friends. We all treated each other as a part of a one big happy family and now we're moving on. We all have chosen different paths and now we came to the forked part of the road. We will go on in our separate ways. I can't imagine that the faces I see everyday in school will be, in a way, gone. I got used to see these people and in June, I will be seeing unfamilliar faces-the faces of strangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So make the best of this test, and don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;For what it's worth it was worth all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hope you had the time of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hope you had the time of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hope you had the time of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;-Green Day-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll miss you guys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/RgzTs_ZpsKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zv_-cnCisWQ/s1600-h/class+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047642052262211746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/RgzTs_ZpsKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zv_-cnCisWQ/s400/class+pic.jpg" border="0" width="350"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-4521215763161343052?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/4521215763161343052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=4521215763161343052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/4521215763161343052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/4521215763161343052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-bye-high-school.html' title='Good-bye high school!'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/RgzTs_ZpsKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zv_-cnCisWQ/s72-c/class+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-7992618898327451815</id><published>2007-03-19T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:48:28.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down in the dumps'/><title type='text'>Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Argh! &lt;/strong&gt;Ever since Thursday, I've been trying to create a new post. Blogger were having problems and unfortunately, I'm one of those affected. In the past days, EVERY URL that has "post" in it would never upload at all! I would wait for the page to upload for 1-2 hours and it would never show up! I could just not believe my luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I finished the Series of Unfortunate Events! I remember it was August 2006 when I started collecting the 13 books. And now, I did it! I have it all from &lt;em&gt;The Bad Beginning&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;The End&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Yuletide Season, my cousin asked me what gift I would like for Christmas. I said I wanted Book the Tenth of the Series. My father knew about this agreement. Since he was thinking of helping me in completing the Series, he bought Book the Eleventh until Book the Thirteenth. And when Christmas Eve came, my father gave me the books but my cousin changed her mind on what she wants to give me. So, what I have that time are books 1-9 and 11-13. And ever since, everytime we go to a bookstore, I will search for the Book 10. But, it will always turns out that they don't have a copy of that book! And when I went to &lt;em&gt;Bay Mall&lt;/em&gt; last Thursday, there it was! And now I have it all! Yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/Rf5wsIi0VmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3KwqDAROa0E/s1600-h/VFD+Book+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043592536211609186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/Rf5wsIi0VmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3KwqDAROa0E/s320/VFD+Book+10.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The One That Made The Collection Complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lemonysnicket.com/sunny/descpage.cfm?bookid=60903&amp;type=hardcover"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lemonysnicket.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday, I finished reading &lt;em&gt;The End&lt;/em&gt;. Until now, I am quite speechless with the ending. I still don't know if I'm happy with the ending or not and if all the mysteries that formed in my head were solved or not. I think I'm just not satisfied with how it ended. (&lt;em&gt;But still I finished them all! Yay!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday, a family in the compound have gone to Australia. This means another friend left the compound. Through the years that I have lived in the compound, I have seen people come and go. Friends either migrate to another country or live in Manila to study. The latter still ,of course, comes back in summer and in June, I will be one of them. But those who migrate comes back mostly after 2-4 years. We all know that one by one, our families will migrate to other countries as well and our time being one of the "Batang Tabangao" will be finished. I know each one of us willl be sad when that happens since most of us, like me, have spent their childhood days in the compound with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But until that time comes, I'm just happy that I still live here and I'm still with my childhood friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Goodbye, Jovic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-7992618898327451815?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/7992618898327451815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=7992618898327451815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/7992618898327451815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/7992618898327451815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/03/unfortunate-events.html' title='Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/Rf5wsIi0VmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3KwqDAROa0E/s72-c/VFD+Book+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-8441838414595725400</id><published>2007-03-12T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:25:03.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>the 3rd and last of the firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;500,000 light-years have passed since my father deprived me of my right to use the damn computer… Actually it’s just for the weekend since I have the computer all to myself during the daytime on weekdays and he and my sister has work/schoolwork to do. But still, this idea made my weekend boring to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean I could only resort to the tv and my cell phone as my only sources of entertainment! And I have things to do with the computer! the result: a bored and cranky psyChe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The To Do List~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;del&gt;update mp3 files on mp4&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;del&gt;transfer recorded music videos from mp4 to computer&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;del&gt;check e-mail and friendster account&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. make the first post on blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I’m now on no. 4. People close to me will be &lt;strong&gt;shocked&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;surprised&lt;/strong&gt; to know that I have a blog. I cannot even believe it myself. First of all, a blog is relatively like a diary and I have never had a diary before. I have really tried writing on a diary before but it only lasted for a week and *poof* the diary is out of my head and never to return again. I just don’t have enough patience (and the handwriting) to write (or in this case, type) down my thoughts and ideas. Second, a blog needed a design and I just don’t have any creative bone in my body. I could sometimes think of a nice design once in a while but I could not just transpire my idea into reality that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how come I have one right now? Blame it (Sorry, I can’t think of any word which can be a nicer word than blame right now) on 2 people namely, &lt;strong&gt;jadenmd&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;deynti&lt;/strong&gt;. I promised this two that if they will help me with my no. 2 reason, I will update my blog as frequently as possible or else they will kill me (just kidding! but really, I usually am the one who does the killing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know, you know, that I'm not telling the truth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know, you know, they just don't have any proof. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embrace the deception- learn how to bend, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your worst inhibition's gonna psych you out in the end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;-from &lt;a href="http://www.requestlyrics.com/read.php?1,697325,697325"&gt;requestlyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's the chorus of the theme song of a new show in the Crime and Suspense network named &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psych. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Among all the "crime investigation" tv series I've watched (And believe me that's a lot), this is one of the best. It's the only the crime show I know which is also a comedy at the same time. The lead character, Shawn Spencer, is a detective who lives on the fun and wacky side of life. I have always loved the mystery of solving crimes (that's why I am also hooked on the CSI: series) but this show have given crime solving a fun twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/RfUjWYAOslI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yDC6sqBLhko/s1600-h/psych.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040974225218646610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="306" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/RfUjWYAOslI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yDC6sqBLhko/s320/psych.png" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.tvrage.com/shows/id-8322"&gt;tvrage.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shawn Spencer pretends to be a psychic for the police department using his keen eye on minute details. His career as a police psychic begins when he gave the police a tip on an investigation and the police believe that this kind of information can only come from the inside. He ,then, becomes a suspect and to get himself out of trouble, he made them believe that he have known about this piece of information since he is a psychic. Unfortunately, he needs to keep on pretending since the chief police hired him as a "police psychic" and if he will be proven not a real psychic, he will go to jail.  So now, he solves crime with his childhood friend, Gus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gus:&lt;/strong&gt; You named your fake detective agency Psych? Why didn't you just call it 'hey we're fooling you and the police  department; hope we don't make a mistake and somebody dies because of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shawn&lt;/strong&gt;: First of all, Gus, that name is entirely too long; it  would never fit on the window. And secondly, the best way you convince people  you're not lying to them is to tell them you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;-from &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/psych/pilot/episode/780988/trivia.html"&gt;tv.com&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-8441838414595725400?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/8441838414595725400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=8441838414595725400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/8441838414595725400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/8441838414595725400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/03/3rd-and-last-of-firsts.html' title='the 3rd and last of the firsts'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TvkOMDLsCBY/RfUjWYAOslI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yDC6sqBLhko/s72-c/psych.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-7012099887806535429</id><published>2007-03-08T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:31:47.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>Trial by jadenmd</title><content type='html'>Yipee! After 25,783,439 years of waiting, Shei is now a blogger like us: &lt;strong&gt;jadenmd&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Deynti&lt;/strong&gt;! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELCOME SHEI, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the GEEK in the PINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry ah, I'm not fond of colors like Deynti is. ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was just "instructed" to post here so as to make this look nice. In a good way ha! Hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Tama nga naman. Tutal wala pa ang tunay may-ari ng blog na 'to dito, kami&lt;/em&gt; (the designers -- Wow, how fitting!)&lt;em&gt; muna ang magpo-post dito. &lt;strong&gt;Binyagan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done much to the creation of this blog, really, except for the image and the forth-coming music. But well, I guess it's better to have something rather than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow, lalim! Hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I've gotta stop doing this two-language switch-a-roo. I don't do this even to my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways, if you want more insanity-driven posts and/or rants, just visit my own blog (which hopefully will have a new image soon as well):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onheavennine.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*turning back time...through music*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Clicky!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot, Shei, for the temporary space! Love yah! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;jadenmd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't do labels, but for our beloved Shei, I'll do it. Nakanaman. =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-7012099887806535429?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/7012099887806535429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=7012099887806535429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/7012099887806535429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/7012099887806535429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/03/trial-by-jadenmd.html' title='Trial by jadenmd'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629624373531699023.post-2677147815882709179</id><published>2007-03-08T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:57:30.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>TRIAL BY DEYNTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Since la pa naman ang tunay na may-ari ng blog na to, ako muna ang magpopost para naman magkalaman ang blog niya... hehe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow pa siya makakabalik at well, ako muna ang magbibinyag!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i'll be endorsing my depressed blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;a href="http://simply-authentic.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's fully endorsed, let me say my deepest hatred to blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Rant Starts.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sh!t!&lt;em&gt; grabe, bakit pa nila kinailangang ibalandra ang kanilang kaartehan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tinary ko pa tuloy intindihin ang kakaibang layout na un! Tapos isang click ko lang dun sa kung anu [di ko na matandaan e] e bumalik dun sa dati. Hayz. Buhay nga naman. Daming napapahirap sa sarili e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Rant End.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finished! I can't believe this. It really &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Message to our new blogger, Shei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREETINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; geek&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELCOME&lt;/span&gt; to BLOGOSPHERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deynti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Deynti&lt;/span&gt;, one of the maker's of the layout. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629624373531699023-2677147815882709179?l=chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/feeds/2677147815882709179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629624373531699023&amp;postID=2677147815882709179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/2677147815882709179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629624373531699023/posts/default/2677147815882709179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoholic-geek.blogspot.com/2007/03/trial.html' title='TRIAL BY DEYNTI'/><author><name>shei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03418152633649699588</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
