<?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-11965109</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:46:54.236-07:00</updated><category term='big bag of crap'/><category term='The Rebel Without a Cause'/><category term='Universal Humor'/><category term='surveys'/><category term='announcements'/><title type='text'>And the word for today is...CRAP</title><subtitle type='html'>life is sweeter with crap in your pants</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-4099980763389725741</id><published>2009-03-17T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:08:05.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect 10 for '09-'10!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-4099980763389725741?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4099980763389725741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=4099980763389725741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4099980763389725741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4099980763389725741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-10-for-09-10.html' title='Perfect 10 for &apos;09-&apos;10!'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-1763877209484224238</id><published>2008-04-22T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:50:55.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Traffic Jam</title><content type='html'>Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Leo gripped the steering wheel tightly with his left hand, his fingers constantly moving to the beat of the radio music. His right hand was resting hesitantly on the gear, his sweaty palm swirling around the shiny, gray ball. He caught one second to do a quick-hair-brush-up-and-sideway-flip styling, and then he immediately turned his eyes on the windshield. Tiny balls of clear heaven-water were now already starting to splatter on the clear glass. As the splashing droplets crash upon the car, they cast shadows upon the white, smooth face of the girl sitting in the passenger seat. She rested calmly on the leather seat, her oval head lying softly, her jet black hair flowing like black water against the bright pink pillow. Her shut eyes started opening like a bud of flower starting to bloom. Rachel had awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Leo—amazed at the figure he was looking at—gulped. He quickly looked away from Rachel, trying to avoid any eye contact. As he wishfully visualizes in his mind the angelic, breathtaking, exquisite face of the girl he was previously staring at, he can’t help but give a breezy (and loud) sigh. From his face emerged tiny droplets of sweat, his mouth was starting to dry up, his lips refused to open up, his tongue stiffened. Suddenly, he was breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        He wanted to speak out, tell her everything he wanted to say, everything he has kept for the past three years, everything he felt—his deepest longing for her. He has already grown tired of the late-night-talks about her boyfriends, her friendly kiss-on-the-cheeks, and her comforting pats-on-the-back . He just wanted to simply place his hands on her white, silky cheeks, run them on her soft, majestic hair, and hold her perfect body close to his. He slightly turned sideways, his head brought closer to hers, his eyes staring still at the girl in front of her. He was ready to finally tell her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-1763877209484224238?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1763877209484224238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=1763877209484224238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1763877209484224238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1763877209484224238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/04/traffic-jam.html' title='Traffic Jam'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-3500619366652796545</id><published>2008-04-06T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:39:47.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Thoughts and More Thoughts</title><content type='html'>There's nothing to write, yet I'm still writing. My mind puts in the stuff. I'm letting my mind feel instead of letting it think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mirror. I see my reflection, yet I can't see a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A roll of tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cellphone. It's quite old and it has an awfully scratched case, but it's special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was inviting her into my heart..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:50 in the evening. I should be sleeping right now but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is humid. I want to turn on my air conditioner but it'll ruin the environment. Will it help? I don't know. Perhaps. A little thing might be of great significance in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scratching my head. No, I already scratched my head because if i were scratching my head, i'd have a hard time typing. It's incredibly itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room's messy. But I love the mess. Let it sulk in for just some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain, but I don't know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-3500619366652796545?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3500619366652796545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=3500619366652796545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3500619366652796545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3500619366652796545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/04/thoughts-and-more-thoughts.html' title='Thoughts and More Thoughts'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-1828818812676621729</id><published>2008-03-02T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:38:08.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Okay. I feel like one of those people who's so freakin' miserable, they can't be around normal people...like I'll infect the happy people..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meredith Grey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-1828818812676621729?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1828818812676621729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=1828818812676621729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1828818812676621729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1828818812676621729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-7286980343840665638</id><published>2008-02-29T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T03:20:32.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>Shiz. Alexandrea and Alaina got the boot. Shiz talaga okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are they planning to be the next American Idol, that Britney rip-off? (I honestly don't know her name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid America. You're wasting good talent. I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-7286980343840665638?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7286980343840665638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=7286980343840665638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7286980343840665638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7286980343840665638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/02/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-6454761893675281489</id><published>2008-02-09T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T04:02:58.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>commercial: promoting my devart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/R62V8lgvi6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gGZm4LsEvy4/s1600-h/flowers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164949215757962146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/R62V8lgvi6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gGZm4LsEvy4/s320/flowers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/R62ViVgvi5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/q7JXbQ-qrPk/s1600-h/nikozzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164948764786396050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/R62ViVgvi5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/q7JXbQ-qrPk/s320/nikozzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics &lt;a href="http://chimpanot.deviantart.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6454761893675281489?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6454761893675281489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6454761893675281489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6454761893675281489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6454761893675281489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/02/commercial-promoting-my-devart.html' title='commercial: promoting my devart'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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/_XnZEKD5pyAI/R62V8lgvi6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gGZm4LsEvy4/s72-c/flowers2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-8271966970426784906</id><published>2008-02-08T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:40:39.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Brain Dead</title><content type='html'>Tell me, who needs sleep when you can work and study all day and all night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has never been this boring. Everyday is a never-ending cycle of monotonous and similar activities. I'm beginning to hate my life (emo much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a vacation. or a cup of coffee. I need love. (desperate much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, remember the time when I said I was going to have a heavenly and &lt;em&gt;chillax &lt;/em&gt;sem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;====================&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much for a blog entry. I'm worthless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8271966970426784906?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8271966970426784906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8271966970426784906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8271966970426784906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8271966970426784906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/02/brain-dead.html' title='Brain Dead'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-698681521277274699</id><published>2008-01-02T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T02:02:10.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Preamble</title><content type='html'>We, the members of the UP Pre-Medical Honor Society, imploring the aid of Divine Providence, in order to establish an organization that shall embody our ideals, encourage a well-rounded personal growth, foster fellowship and cooperation among pre-medical students, and uphold excellence in pre-medical training, do hereby ordain and promulgate this Constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constitution this promulgate and ordain hereby do, training medical-pre in excellence uphold and, students medical-pre among cooperation and fellowship foster, growth personal rounded-well a encourage, ideals our embody shall that organization an establish ti order in, Providence Divine of aid the imploring, Society Honor Medical-Pre UP the of members the, We.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-698681521277274699?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/698681521277274699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=698681521277274699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/698681521277274699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/698681521277274699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2008/01/review-preamble.html' title='Review: Preamble'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-2742239811431462586</id><published>2007-11-14T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:09:11.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>HEAVEN SEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RzrlPyZt-HI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LPUC5ofbqMM/s1600-h/2nd+sem+sched_FINAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132666784732543090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RzrlPyZt-HI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LPUC5ofbqMM/s320/2nd+sem+sched_FINAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-2742239811431462586?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2742239811431462586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=2742239811431462586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/2742239811431462586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/2742239811431462586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/11/heaven-sem.html' title='HEAVEN SEM'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RzrlPyZt-HI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LPUC5ofbqMM/s72-c/2nd+sem+sched_FINAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-734996364414153981</id><published>2007-11-07T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T06:26:32.976-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rebel Without a Cause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>If Someone up there is listening...</title><content type='html'>I thought you wanted me to stay. I thought the reason why I never got into psych is because you wanted me to stay and find a purpose in whatever I'm doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I accepted. And though I may have held a grudge with that little plan of Yours, I finally accepted what You wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me to get my subjects. MAJORS, my goodness. Why? Just tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes I don't really get You. A little help would have sufficed. And I will willingly go with what you planned. But no, I guess you're as numb as I thought you were in the past. You can't even help me in the littlest of my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by any chance, you're reading this or even hearing my thoughts, i'm &lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt; you. Please, help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-734996364414153981?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/734996364414153981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=734996364414153981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/734996364414153981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/734996364414153981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-someone-above-there-is-listening.html' title='If Someone up there is listening...'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-8733494710762409845</id><published>2007-11-01T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:05:01.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>It's 4:00 AM</title><content type='html'>and I'm still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not because of my self-diagnosed insomnia. You see, my family agreed that we'll go to Baguio because of the long weekend. It's a father-side family gathering-cum-getaway. Anyway, I think it's good for me because I'll be able to breathe another kind of air--a more polluted one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urban life is killing me. I'm so freaking bored but I don't want the 2nd sem to start yet--because I'm still lacking 2 majors and a PE. CRS sucks and it hates me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing you know, how I manage to keep this blog updated even though I have no idea if someone's reading it. Yeah, another one of those self-centered egoistic thoughts. Never mind this senseless bunch of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the by, my birthday's coming up. Happy 18th Birthday to me. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8733494710762409845?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8733494710762409845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8733494710762409845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8733494710762409845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8733494710762409845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-400-am.html' title='It&apos;s 4:00 AM'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-4952286834433456632</id><published>2007-10-17T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:16:56.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rebel Without a Cause'/><title type='text'>COCONUTs in Laguna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RxXfvl7GRkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jgeQiu6K_UA/s1600-h/laguna19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122246159930639938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RxXfvl7GRkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jgeQiu6K_UA/s320/laguna19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there. Went to Laguna last Oct. 13 and 14 with my lovable COCONUT blockmates. We stayed at Cyrus' archaic-yet-adorable mansion and slept at around 5:30 a.m. Ate Pipian (tastier version of Kare-Kare), Espasol and uber-sarap Halo-Halo. Took a ride in Cyrus' Expedition a.k.a Optimus Prime. Arrived in Manila at about 4:30 p.m. &lt;strike&gt;Went home and finished my papers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picture taken at: Pagsanjan Lodge, Oct. 13, 2007. Talk about impromptu swimming trips. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-4952286834433456632?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4952286834433456632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=4952286834433456632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4952286834433456632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4952286834433456632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/10/coconuts-in-laguna.html' title='COCONUTs in Laguna'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RxXfvl7GRkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jgeQiu6K_UA/s72-c/laguna19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-9114541164823359566</id><published>2007-10-12T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:32:16.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Who lives in a Pineapple under the Sea?</title><content type='html'>SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, this little yellow sponge is the cause of my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GONNA BE DEAD tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-9114541164823359566?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/9114541164823359566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=9114541164823359566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/9114541164823359566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/9114541164823359566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-lives-in-pineapple-under-sea.html' title='Who lives in a Pineapple under the Sea?'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-6814043432725686342</id><published>2007-10-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:08:40.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universal Humor'/><title type='text'>Thou shall keep thy blog simple</title><content type='html'>I'm not complacent with my blog. It's too...hmmm..simple.&lt;br /&gt;It's so, so...so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: That's human nature, Nikoz. Try to remember that.&lt;br /&gt;Nikoz: oh. damn it. This is why free will is such a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;God: Yeah. I guess. But I just can't erase all of your memory and take away your free will&lt;br /&gt;Nikoz: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;God: Because life would be so damn boring&lt;br /&gt;Nikoz: Yeah. Figured that would be the downside of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6814043432725686342?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6814043432725686342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6814043432725686342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6814043432725686342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6814043432725686342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/10/thou-shall-keep-thy-blog-simple.html' title='Thou shall keep thy blog simple'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-294700867196043132</id><published>2007-10-09T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T06:04:48.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>CRS Hatred and Med Fears</title><content type='html'>For the record my dear friends, CRS haaaates me. It really does.&lt;br /&gt;6 units? Ha! I am so gonna be dead. I badly need a Bio 11! I'd trade anything for it. Please CRS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the enlisting didn't turn out so good and "re-pre-enlisting" is so dragging. I mean, what's the point in doing it when it's not even worth the risk? Should I try again? Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ligher note, I'm savoring my sembreak by watching all these DVD series. Ironic, huh? I so hate Americans yet I patronize the products of their stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should watch 'House', people, especially those who are planning to go to med. It'd really change the way you view med life. I honestly think it's a miserable world, but I'm willing to grasp that misery just so I could fulfill my longing for a 'direction in life' or or 'a dream'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I'm planning to go to med, I want to share with you the three things I wouldn't want to do or experience while I'm at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't want to see a baby undergoing a seizure. It would really really give me trauma and will eventually lead to my loss of sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't ever want to see someone who's vomiting blood. My senses can't take it. It'd make me hurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't want to operate a human eye. It's too delicate to pinch or dissect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about other stuff, though. Should I gather up more than 10 realizations, then that must be my signal that I shouldn't take Med.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-294700867196043132?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/294700867196043132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=294700867196043132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/294700867196043132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/294700867196043132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/10/crs-hatred-and-med-fears.html' title='CRS Hatred and Med Fears'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-4658310032393507552</id><published>2007-10-06T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T03:51:32.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Second Sem is Suicidal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/Rwdl3F7GRiI/AAAAAAAAADw/ACrAh5zmVWc/s1600-h/2ndSEMSCHED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118171498687120930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/Rwdl3F7GRiI/AAAAAAAAADw/ACrAh5zmVWc/s400/2ndSEMSCHED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up there is my schedule for my 2nd year 2nd sem in UP. 21 Units. CWTS 2. PE and the org. I know-- I am gonna die for sure. Tuesdays--no break! What the..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday &lt;em&gt;lang naman, eh&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah. And the higher batches told me that I can eat during CD 11 (read: T 8:30-11:30) and CWTS 2 (read: TF 2:30-4). Plus, my subjects are all BLAH! except for Bio 11 which is difficult &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt;. Haaaaaay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodluck to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-4658310032393507552?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4658310032393507552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=4658310032393507552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4658310032393507552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4658310032393507552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/10/second-sem-is-suicidal.html' title='Second Sem is Suicidal'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/Rwdl3F7GRiI/AAAAAAAAADw/ACrAh5zmVWc/s72-c/2ndSEMSCHED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-7395098732931987248</id><published>2007-09-05T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T05:37:46.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>'Stressed' is a special kind of Palindrome because...  [Edited]</title><content type='html'>...when you read it backwards, it's spelled and read as DESSERTS! Well, you probably know that already. However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that there are two kinds of stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress that prepares you for the challenges that lie ahead is called &lt;em&gt;Eustress&lt;/em&gt; and its harmful counterpart is what we call &lt;em&gt;Distress&lt;/em&gt;. So the next time you feel the pressure of your acads, don't tell me that you're stressed. Specify, my friend. Distressed is more medically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't know that, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It's geeeeeky. And I'm hyper as usual. Probably because of hyperglycemia or too much glycolysis because of all the sugary foods I ate. Oh no, I'm doing it again. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta split. The love of my life is waiting for me. Oh wait, I forgot, I don't have one! Boo. For now, it's all about Chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-7395098732931987248?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7395098732931987248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=7395098732931987248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7395098732931987248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7395098732931987248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/09/stressed-is-palindrome-because.html' title='&apos;Stressed&apos; is a special kind of Palindrome because...  [Edited]'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-4407425252825158383</id><published>2007-09-02T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T05:42:51.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Who hates Grade School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RweCgF7GRjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JBzIAO_bpXk/s1600-h/02012007422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118202989387335218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RweCgF7GRjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JBzIAO_bpXk/s320/02012007422.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the midst of my preparation for an exam in a major subject, I stopped for a while because of a sudden flashback. That whirlpool of images and memories were like rapid water from an open dam. I remembered my grade school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I never liked grade school. Yes, that part of a student's life where he starts to gain new friends and build up his self-esteem and social skills. That stage where real education starts. That awfully long and dull phase of your life where you begin. I never liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those 6 boring years of purely academics and honors and books, I would find myself in a secluded bubble. I was an outcast. My "friends" would never invite me to their parties or they never let me join them for lunch. Grade school life was just a blur image of mean girls who were experts when it comes to backstabbing and all that jazz. Even the advisers were sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky enough, I found..hmm. companions. Yes, temporary buddies who would share their sinfully boring stories or would not be invited in parties just like me. I was a part of the geek circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have some unresolved grudge to whatever happened in my grade school life. But it's not entirely my fault. This is the reason why I completely abandoned everything that happened in grade school. And this is the reason why I don't want to attend to reunions or whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school was a different chapter. Much better than the horrendous phase that was grade school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-4407425252825158383?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4407425252825158383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=4407425252825158383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4407425252825158383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/4407425252825158383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-hates-grade-school.html' title='Who hates Grade School?'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RweCgF7GRjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JBzIAO_bpXk/s72-c/02012007422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-6444993004347124639</id><published>2007-08-20T03:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T03:53:38.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Vacation Crap</title><content type='html'>First of all, I shall thank Mother Nature for giving the students a 6-day vacation. Although, I feel sorry for those who have died or suffered from the recent super typhoon, I cannot deny the fact that I was ecstatic about the long weekend that we all had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, yes, I had fun. Guys, you should watch Heroes. It's compelling. It made me stay up until 6 am in the morning! And you should all take a vacation once in a while. Spend time with your friends--a little bowling, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, I really learned an important lesson this week--NEVER EVER PROCRASTINATE. It never brings about good effects or outcomes. For the past 4 days of vacation, I have done nothing but slack off, go to a amll and drink from what i can say as an "infinite supply of alcohol".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result? Nothing big. Just an inch thick of readings for an exam the following day, 5 chapters for an exam on Wednesday, a research outline for a biochem report and 2 bulky chapters of anatomy and physiology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm doing it again. MAKE ME STOP, PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6444993004347124639?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6444993004347124639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6444993004347124639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6444993004347124639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6444993004347124639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/08/vacation-crap.html' title='Vacation Crap'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-8008495065653208175</id><published>2007-07-22T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:40:27.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Endless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things to for this week (July 22-July 28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. Review for Chem 40.1 Midterms&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. Finish Maikling Kwento # 2&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: PM me if you want to read it. wala lang. if you're bored. =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3. Review for Chem 1 quiz&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. Finish FR # 4&lt;/strike&gt; (YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;. Finish FR # 5&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Review (with passion..naks) for FN 14 to...&lt;br /&gt;7. ...prove something to my prof (revenge is mine!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Review for Chem 40 quizzes to...&lt;br /&gt;9. Beat that sucky girl (Again, REVENGE! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;10. Attend General cleaning in PMHS&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;11. Make report for Art Stud 1&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Review for FN11 (because i sucked so much during the 1st exam..boo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;13. Watch HP5&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Watch transformers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;15. Gain buddy bonding points&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;16. Get a copy of HP7&lt;/strike&gt; (DOUBLE YAY! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;17. Read it&lt;/strike&gt; (TRIPLE YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;18. Haircut&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I finally had a haircut. My hair is A LOT shorter na. Waaah. Longer than my HS haircut but shorter than my previous hair..LABO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it feels fresher and more comfy. And I think I like it. I look like a real person na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8008495065653208175?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8008495065653208175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8008495065653208175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8008495065653208175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8008495065653208175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/endless.html' title='Endless'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-9086960666883546928</id><published>2007-07-20T05:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T05:49:30.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>Answer UP</title><content type='html'>1. ANO'NG STUDENT NUMBER MO?&lt;br /&gt;., im an 06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ANO ANG FIRST CHOICE MO NA COURSE?&lt;br /&gt;., BS Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. SECOND CHOICE?&lt;br /&gt;., BS Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ANO COURSE MO NA NATAPOS?&lt;br /&gt;., still studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. NAG-SHIFT KA BA?&lt;br /&gt;., yes. and i probably will (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. CHINITO/CHINITA KA BA?&lt;br /&gt;., YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. NAKAPAG-DORM KA BA?&lt;br /&gt;., no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. NAKA UNO KA BA?&lt;br /&gt;., yes. it feels so good talaga. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. NAG-KA 3 KA NA BA?&lt;br /&gt;., YES. Math 17. To hell with that Power Ranger math prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LAGI KA BANG PUMAPASOK SA KLASE?&lt;br /&gt;., oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. MAY SCHOLARSHIP KA BA?&lt;br /&gt;., none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ILANG UNITS NA ANG NAIPASA MO?&lt;br /&gt;., 43 units&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. NANGARAP KA BA NA MAG-CUM LAUDE?&lt;br /&gt;., aba, of course. and i really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. FAVE PROF&lt;br /&gt;., Sir Deocariza// Ma'am Sabido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WORST TEACHER:&lt;br /&gt;., Prof. Mary Grace Concepcion// Sir Solis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WORST SUBJECT:&lt;br /&gt;., Eng 10// Chem 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. FAVE BUILDING:&lt;br /&gt;., Math Building// CSWCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. PABORITONG KAINAN:&lt;br /&gt;., RODIC's// NISMED (Kenneth's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. NUNG ESTUDYANTE KA PA MAGKANO BA&lt;br /&gt;ANG BINABAYAD MO SA JEEP?&lt;br /&gt;., still a student, 6.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. LAGI KA BA SA LIBRARY?&lt;br /&gt;., not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. NAGPUNTA KA BA SA CLINIC NUN?&lt;br /&gt;., yeah. for that medical-physical crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. MAY CRUSH KA BA SA CAMPUS?&lt;br /&gt;., hmm. oo yata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. ANU-ANO ANG MGA NAGING PE MO?&lt;br /&gt;., Table Tennis, Folk Dance, Sports Climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. KAMUSTA NAMAN ANG BLOCK NYO?&lt;br /&gt;., BONDED. haha..very nice and cool people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. MEMORIZE MO BA ANG ALMA MATER SONG&lt;br /&gt;NIYO?&lt;br /&gt;., still an undergrad. pero i hope to do so by the time i graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. MEMBER KA BA NG VARSITY TEAM?&lt;br /&gt;., HOW I WISH. ikneright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. NAKA-PERFECT KA NA BA NG EXAM?&lt;br /&gt;., yes. Kas 2//Geog//Soc Sci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DITO KA BA NATUTONG UMINOM NG BEER?&lt;br /&gt;., no. i became an alcoholic (yuck. no. just an occasional drinker) even before i entered UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. DITO KA BA UNANG NAINLOVE?&lt;br /&gt;., hmm. what's that now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-9086960666883546928?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/9086960666883546928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=9086960666883546928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/9086960666883546928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/9086960666883546928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/answer-up.html' title='Answer UP'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-7949941411765532358</id><published>2007-07-16T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:59:48.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>WHAT NOW?</title><content type='html'>Something's wrong with blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-7949941411765532358?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7949941411765532358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=7949941411765532358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7949941411765532358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7949941411765532358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-now.html' title='WHAT NOW?'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-5423914796308091921</id><published>2007-07-16T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:57:33.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Samson</title><content type='html'>Good verses from the Song 'Samson' by Regina Spektor.&lt;br /&gt;NICE NICE NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOCHEM=MADNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved you first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved you first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...and the history books forgot about us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the bible didn't mention us;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the bible didn't mention us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not even once.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved you first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved you first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beneath the stars came falling on our heads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they're just old lights...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're just old lights.&lt;/em&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/11965109-5423914796308091921?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5423914796308091921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=5423914796308091921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/5423914796308091921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/5423914796308091921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/samson.html' title='Samson'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-1674383486760543296</id><published>2007-07-15T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:01:06.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>All Work and No Play...</title><content type='html'>...is just plain CRAZEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. FR # 3 in Chem 40.1&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. FR # 4 in Chem 40.1&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3. FN 11 Article Reflection and Plating plans&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. Prob Set # 3 in Chem 1&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5. Maikling Kwento # 2 in MPs 10&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 3 Readings in MPs 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7. Review for Chem 40 1st exam&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;8. Review for FN 11 1st exam&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;9. Pre-lab for expt 5 in Chem 40.1&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Review for FN 14 quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;11. Complete tambay hours in PMHS&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Start tambay hours in PAN-Alpha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;13. Write GPOA for PMHS&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Watch Transformers&lt;br /&gt;15. Watch HP 5&lt;br /&gt;16. Watch Simpson's the Movie&lt;br /&gt;17. Reread 'Kafka on the Shore'&lt;br /&gt;18. Read 'Other Side of the Midnight'&lt;br /&gt;19. Have lunch with Dianers and Hotness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought freshman year was already the most difficult stage of my college life. Now, everything's starting to defy that statement. 19 units, I can handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 20 units + 2 orgs + PE (Sports Climbing) + CWTS is just TOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it supposed to be THIS hard?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-1674383486760543296?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1674383486760543296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=1674383486760543296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1674383486760543296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1674383486760543296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-work-and-no-play.html' title='All Work and No Play...'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-2842586673448730146</id><published>2007-07-12T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:58:43.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Shallow Shatterbrain Shentiments</title><content type='html'>The one thing I like about senseless things is that you don't have to complicate things up for the sake of understanding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an avid television maniac--that I can admit. On weekends, when I have to choose between studying and watching TV, I'd opt for the latter. There are times when I would just click the remote control and turn in to any channel that I like--I don't look for the substantial whatnots. I watch the things I like, be it a cooking show, a hollywood blockbuster or even just the flimsiest Filipino love teams with their nonstop 'pa-cute' and 'pa-tweetums'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above all these things, I am very inclined to watching "foreign made-slash-Pinoy rip-off" reality shows. Pinoy Big Brother, Pinoy Dream Academy, Starstruck...name it. There is a mighty chance that I've probably watched almost all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the "reality" (yes, with the air quotes in real life!!!) show fanatic that I am, I must admit that these shows really defy the definition of reality. I can say for the nth number of times that there are prepared 'blueprints' for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why do I insist on torturing myself by watching the same people over and over again, when in the end, I'd have the bursting speculation that everything was planned out? It's simple--because I like watching them. This is what makes these shows become more 'entertaining'. They can kill the bleeding guts out of you even if you're not personally in contact with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard some people say that the people who join these contests are just making a fool out of themselves. That they're just desperate for exposure. I cannot say that that's not true. Maybe they are, maybe they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, for some people, they LIKE to watch that sort of crap--even if that likeness drives them to shell out their money to vote for their bets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one, have voted in the recently aired PBB Season 2; even if I said earlier on my past entries that doing this would be completely pointless. If you're going to ask why then my answer is that because I feel like it. Screw the money-making agenda of the management...the thought of "being able to make your bet win" is just more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's foolish, not to mention the fact that it all comes down to the realization that people who do watch and vote can be considered shallow. But it's entertainment, for crying out loud! Do I really have to be that deep just to be entertained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to debunk or go against other people's opinions--because I don't think it's intelligent for one to do so. They are entitled to give theirs. But just like them, I too, have my own sentiments. Raising a point different from yours is not wrong, in fact, it's normal. The thought of watching PBB 2 and other "reality" shows maybe pathetic, but not all those who do watch them are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being opinionated does not mean neglecting your responsibilities when you share them, and probably, it's a tough job to draw the line between it and being tactless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a good line from "charlie and the chocolate factory" which may sum up all of these ramblings that i just talked about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mike: "Why does everything here have to be so pointless?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charlie: "...because it doesn't have to have a point."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-2842586673448730146?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2842586673448730146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=2842586673448730146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/2842586673448730146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/2842586673448730146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/shallow-shatterbrain-shentiments.html' title='Shallow Shatterbrain Shentiments'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-7673990082859717970</id><published>2007-06-29T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T07:14:37.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Redundance: Redemption</title><content type='html'>I am so depressed. My grade freak alter ego is shouting from the pain and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going to redeem myself. No more whining and ranting--I think I overused those words already. My new inspirational word: REDEEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redeem thyself, Nikoz. Redeem. Redeem. Redeem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-7673990082859717970?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7673990082859717970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=7673990082859717970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7673990082859717970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/7673990082859717970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/redundance-redemption.html' title='Redundance: Redemption'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-6941002504442168264</id><published>2007-06-27T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T07:27:00.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>3 days to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RoJ-uEPhQgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Sbxi_cgExGU/s1600-h/Wendy_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080762659505259010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="131" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RoJ-uEPhQgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Sbxi_cgExGU/s200/Wendy_022.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't.Fully.Describe.Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly (against my will and wishful thinking) think that she'll be in the Big 4--and worse, be hailed as the Big Winner of PBB Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protected by the Management. Wanted by the poor and underclass citizens for her ridiclously 'real' character. And most importantly, secured by the precursor of the show--Laurenti Dyogi, himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this, to my utmost horror, happens, I swear I would never watch anything, I mean ANYTHING that ABS-CBN will show. It would be my own form of 'boycotting'. Why would I do this? Because the network sucks big time. I'm not a stupid viewer--please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RoKAVkPhQiI/AAAAAAAAADg/g_oMTCcNxNQ/s1600-h/Gee-Ann_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080764437621719586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="148" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RoKAVkPhQiI/AAAAAAAAADg/g_oMTCcNxNQ/s200/Gee-Ann_001.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really hope that either G-Ann, Mickey or Bea takes the spot and the title. My bet is G-Ann and even though the whole nation might not agree with this because she's rich and she doesn't need the money, I'd still root for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, she showed what and who she really is--may that be that weak and passive girl who's always bullied by everyone or that logical and rational lady who did her best to surpass all the tasks that were given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think she needs my vote. I really think Mickey is in the danger zone. And I also think that there's nothing we can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, stop this G-Ann--Bodie fuss. I can't stand &lt;strike&gt;the &lt;em&gt;'kabakyaan' &lt;/em&gt;of&lt;/strike&gt; Bodie and his irritating catchphrase, "WHAAAT?!". Please, stop this nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6941002504442168264?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6941002504442168264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6941002504442168264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6941002504442168264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6941002504442168264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/3-days-to-go.html' title='3 days to go!'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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://bp1.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RoJ-uEPhQgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Sbxi_cgExGU/s72-c/Wendy_022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-2771467678745389093</id><published>2007-06-25T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:25:53.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>Congratulations...</title><content type='html'>... &lt;strong&gt;Mark Conanan&lt;/strong&gt; for winning &lt;strong&gt;P100.00**&lt;/strong&gt; , for answering all the questions correctly~! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest country/place on Earth is pacific island &lt;strong&gt;Vanuatu. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happyplanetindex.org/list.htm"&gt;[link]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The scientific name of Milkfish or Bangus is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chanos chanos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milkfish"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The capital of Madagascar is &lt;strong&gt;Antananarivo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madagascar"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hand over the prize on Friday, June 29, 2007. I'll verify first the source for the answer to the 2nd question. The 3rd answer won't be accepted because of the use of internet as a source (I'm the only one who's allowed to use it as a source. HAHA.) But other than that, CONGRATULATIONS Mark~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-2771467678745389093?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2771467678745389093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=2771467678745389093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/2771467678745389093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/2771467678745389093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations...'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-6226887290047459988</id><published>2007-06-23T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:48:07.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>Still at stake</title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT. I give up. Maybe you're not interested or maybe my game was too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 'Villa Quintan(/ñ)a' for god's sake--aired in 1995 in Channel 7 starring Donna Cruz, Keempee De Leon and some other artists that you wouldn't give a damn about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not creating another game. Now I realized it's pointless when it doesn't even have the capability to hook up the interest of the readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH. Screw it. I am creating another game. HAHA &lt;/crzy&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize is still 150 bucks and deadline is on June 29, 2007, 9:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game's easy. All you have to do is answer these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For P50.00: What is the capital of Madagascar?&lt;br /&gt;For another P50.o0: Name the Top 1 Happiest Country/Place in the World&lt;br /&gt;For another P50.00: What is the scientific name (Genus and Species) of Milkfish or 'Bangus'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one to answer any of the 3 questions correctly wins the corresponding prize. Enjoy~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6226887290047459988?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6226887290047459988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6226887290047459988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6226887290047459988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6226887290047459988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/still-at-stake.html' title='Still at stake'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-3182994414314827467</id><published>2007-06-16T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:36:50.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>remember?</title><content type='html'>Since the hundred bucks is still waiting to crawl to its rightful master, I have thought of a new game. It's quite simple and it's very objective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules? No internet stuff. You can't browse the answer on the net. And, How will I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the format (can be texted, encoded as comment or shouted at the cbox)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name/ &lt;space&gt;answer/ &lt;space&gt;answer to bonus question/ &lt;space&gt;source&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( SOURCES: name of the person you asked, channel where you were able to watch it or any printed material you used. BE HONEST.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question:&lt;/strong&gt; What was the name of the primetime telenovela shown before the news program in Channel 7 starring Donna Cruz, Keempee De Leon, Isabel Granada, Onemig Bondoc, etc.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO cheating please. Prize money is still P100. It will be given to the first person who will be able to answer the question correctly. Deadline is on June 21, 2007, 9:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT! A bonus prize of &lt;strong&gt;P50 will be given to the first person who can state the year it was aired&lt;/strong&gt;. (DON't use the INTERNET. please.) If you don't have any of the aforementioned sources, a wild guess will suffice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-3182994414314827467?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3182994414314827467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=3182994414314827467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3182994414314827467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3182994414314827467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/remember.html' title='remember?'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-8803738573080411172</id><published>2007-06-16T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:02:22.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>Dead Air</title><content type='html'>Aww. No one even dared to answer. I was dead serious when I wrote that I was willing to give out a hundred bucks to whoever could give the most appropriate answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either my readers are ridiculously rich or they just didn't care. I'm guessing it's the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well, personally I think Edu Manzano deserves the last spot in my quiz. Were you able to watch "Batang PX"? He nailed that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought of Christopher De Leon, you won't win (unless you're the only one who guessed). IDK. I don't think spitting and monotony count as 'good acting'. Also, not Cesar Montano. Marvin Agustin might've worked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8803738573080411172?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8803738573080411172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8803738573080411172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8803738573080411172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8803738573080411172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/dead-air.html' title='Dead Air'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-8310734548875991973</id><published>2007-06-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T07:10:08.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>you're nothing but an underrated-doesn't-need-to-try-hard-person-who-can-really-act!</title><content type='html'>Philippines is a factory of talented human beings. Acting is a talent which is common to all of us and something all of us wish we can do. I mean, 16 regions, 7107 islands and a population rising up to some 80 million? Who wouldn't want to be on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the Showbiz industry, as many of all you know, is now filled with belligerently dumb people and 'artists' which seem to have the same facial expression for anger, sadness and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there's hope for all of us; because hidden behind the blinding fame and glamor of some of our 'actors' and 'actresses' and those who have won to some scripted and manipulated TV reality show and search, are those who shine in a unique way. These are the talents which we oversee and exchange for some truck-full of crap who call themselves 'matinee idols'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as a frustrated and amateur critic, I have collected the names of the underrated actors and actresses we have. If it's for fun or for the purpose of making a difference at how we look at our TV idols, it's already for you to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin with the ladies. (TOP 5)&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunshine Dizon&lt;br /&gt;2. Cherry Pie Picache&lt;br /&gt;3. Ana Capri&lt;br /&gt;4. Amy Austria&lt;br /&gt;5. Jackilyn Jose ( can anyone tell me if this is how her name is spelled? thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the men:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mark Gil&lt;br /&gt;2. Tirso Cruz III&lt;br /&gt;3. Joel Torre&lt;br /&gt;4. Eddie Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stop. After 47 minutes of pondering, I couldn't think of another name. I think I'll just make this more interesting ( for the 2,3,4 readers I have, that is). I'm giving you the opportunity to name the artist who deserves the last spot in the TOP 5 most underrated Actors in the Philippines (He can be straight or gay). Post a comment, text me, email me or use my cbox. The first person who can give the most appropriate actor wins and will receive a whopping amount of P100. Deadline is on June 15, 2007. Come on people, think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. _____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Is this allowed? HAHA.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8310734548875991973?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8310734548875991973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8310734548875991973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8310734548875991973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8310734548875991973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/youre-nothing-but-underrated-doesnt.html' title='you&apos;re nothing but an underrated-doesn&apos;t-need-to-try-hard-person-who-can-really-act!'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-8331836129852519852</id><published>2007-06-06T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:46:43.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>the emo era</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RmebEll2aqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2TTCxRqbS2c/s1600-h/zwitterionic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073194008368802466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RmebEll2aqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2TTCxRqbS2c/s400/zwitterionic.jpg" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://chimpanot.deviantart.com"&gt;click to see the other version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's a perfect time to be EMO-ish. the dark room, the cold sensation brought about by the brief rain and the deafening silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly don't know what emo means. if it's the way you dress or that gothic lines under your eyes, i don't know. other people just term themselves as such. and other people will consider you 'un-cool' if you're not one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8331836129852519852?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8331836129852519852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8331836129852519852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8331836129852519852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8331836129852519852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-era.html' title='the emo era'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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://bp1.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RmebEll2aqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2TTCxRqbS2c/s72-c/zwitterionic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-3424514061407011446</id><published>2007-06-05T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:49:56.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i don't know what to feel or how i should feel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school today to enrol and luckily, i got all my subjects. I mean, sophomore year and you get all the subjects you need? People would consider that a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I saw and talked to people who were able to shift or transfer to the courses they want. They're experiencing trouble with enrolment and barely got enlisted in their subjects. I could just feel so blessed and proud of myself, but I feel otherwise. If I could trade places with these people, I would, but then again, I simply cannot. I had my chance and I blew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such irony. Just imagine a deep wound with a temporary bandage and a shallow one which heals after a short while even without any covering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-3424514061407011446?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3424514061407011446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=3424514061407011446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3424514061407011446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3424514061407011446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-3999349336999520021</id><published>2007-06-02T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:46:24.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Define 'Good'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RmGQJSyLmaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iLOfeKnBbJo/s1600-h/DSCN2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071493144731425186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="249" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RmGQJSyLmaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iLOfeKnBbJo/s400/DSCN2127.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I put another piece of crap to my towering pile of crime. I have sinfully enjoyed the swimming party with my HS friends and I didn't even ask permission to attend to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about being a good son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Photo: stolen from Yvette's Multiply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left to right: Charlyn Gonda, Bentong, Jelleeh Rivera, Jamie 'Mahalay' Sanchez and Anne Rose 'Jehoga' Gamboa. Picture taken last June 2, 2007 at St. Charbel Clubhouse during the 4-Matulungin get-together-cum-reunion-cum-bonding.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-3999349336999520021?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3999349336999520021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=3999349336999520021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3999349336999520021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/3999349336999520021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-son-of.html' title='Define &apos;Good&apos;'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XnZEKD5pyAI/RmGQJSyLmaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iLOfeKnBbJo/s72-c/DSCN2127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-6351946512283573601</id><published>2007-06-01T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:19:47.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>Do not Disturb the Little Geek</title><content type='html'>I think I'm insomniac. No, really, kidding aside. I can't sleep at night and my mom won't allow me to drink sleeping pills or drowsing drugs because she is so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I'm bored to death and have done nothing 'productive' for the last 12 hours that I am awake, I decided to write and hopefully be of more worth than just slacking off or watching TV. But I can't think of a nice and entertaining topic so....hmm..let me ponder about it for a minute or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bangs head on the computer monitor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right~! You're a reader. You don't know what I went through in order to think of a topic. And by the way, while your having fun glaring at your screen and eating your sweet snack, I am here overly irritated by the presence of my dad in my room. More people, less brain power, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when my room's crowded. Not that I don't want people in my room. No...do come in if you please. BUT, SERIOUSLY, COMING IN HERE WHILE I'M BUSY--you might as well wish that you were dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I remember the reason why he's like this. He and my mom are currently in some sort of a fight. (&lt;strike&gt;Lovers' quarrel? Puh-lease.&lt;/strike&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING BACK to my room. Yes, it's a bit irritating when finally I find the time to consider myself busy and then people come barging right in like they don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's technically correct. They don't care. BUT CMON. A little consideration and a pinch of sensitivity might help. I'm in the middle of something here. SCRAM~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so PMS-ing right now... and I don't even menstruate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6351946512283573601?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6351946512283573601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6351946512283573601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6351946512283573601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6351946512283573601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-not-disturb-little-geek.html' title='Do not Disturb the Little Geek'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-1689281570941545721</id><published>2007-05-31T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:12:33.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bag of crap'/><title type='text'>I PASSED~!</title><content type='html'>holy mother of all crap~! is this true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED CHEM 31~! Organic Chem is over. officially over. YAHOO.&lt;br /&gt;no more functional groups, or amino acids, or zwitterions. SRSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still thinking about being disapproved of shifting to Psych, though. boo. PATHETIC me. CMON. get over it, nikoz. healing brush. healing brush. healing brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish life was a big photoshop//editing software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;/emotional&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's starting to rain again. cold nights. it feels nice to cuddle up with your pillow and be lazy like that. sometimes, i don't want to get up. no, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-1689281570941545721?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1689281570941545721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=1689281570941545721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1689281570941545721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/1689281570941545721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-passed.html' title='I PASSED~!'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-710239584741780269</id><published>2007-05-25T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:32:05.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>just needed a little time to hibernate</title><content type='html'>i realized that my poems are a little crappy and in fact, monotonous. sorry. i was addicted to rhyme and free expression back then. next time i'll write a poem, i am assuring you of a good one. please bear with the horrendous archives and past entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE, nikoz is back in the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-710239584741780269?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/710239584741780269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=710239584741780269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/710239584741780269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/710239584741780269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-realized-that-my-poems-are-little.html' title='just needed a little time to hibernate'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-6895825965229310615</id><published>2007-05-25T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:17:06.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>SMC, high school</title><content type='html'>1. Anong section mo nung hs ka?&lt;br /&gt;1st Year -- 1-Makadiyos then I was transferred to 1-Makabayan (C)&lt;br /&gt;2nd Year -- 2-Mapagkalinga&lt;br /&gt;3rd Year -- 3-Masayahin&lt;br /&gt;4th Year -- 4-Matulungin, the lower cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Advisers?&lt;br /&gt;1st Year -- Ms. Ella Ledesma&lt;br /&gt;2nd Year -- Ms. Remedios Catbagan&lt;br /&gt;3rd Year -- Mr. Sherwin Inacay&lt;br /&gt;4th Year -- Ms. Joam Villavert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anong club mo?&lt;br /&gt;Writers' Guild. Ignacian Imprint staffer.&lt;br /&gt;MSC '04-'05. the best council, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pinaka mahirap mong subject?&lt;br /&gt;Algebra and Geometry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pinakagusto na teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Ledesma, Sir Mark, Sir Mangu, Sir Inacay, Madam Dumaliang, Madam Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;Madam Ilustre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Anong student # m0?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know..nyahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Class number mo?&lt;br /&gt;1st year - B13 ata&lt;br /&gt;2nd year-B9&lt;br /&gt;3rd year-B10&lt;br /&gt;4th year-B7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pinakahuling ginawa mong katarantaduhan:&lt;br /&gt;Read the latest issue of Ignacian Imprint in front of Mrs. Padua because she sucks like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Eh magbisyo sa CR?&lt;br /&gt;ah no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Naghihilamos ka ba sa CR?yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Anong paborito mong tambayan?&lt;br /&gt;Under the tree sa quad, canteen, Centro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Maganda ba grad song nyo?&lt;br /&gt;NO. we weren't the ones who decided what to sing on OUR grad. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. May nakaaway ka na rin ba?&lt;br /&gt;hm. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Sino?&lt;br /&gt;A bitchy SCL officer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Nag-vandal ka na ba? Anong ginawa mo?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I replied to one of those pathetic messages like, 'What's your cell no?".&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I don't write my mobile no. I randomly pick the numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ilang taon kang nag-aral ng HS?~ 4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Sa canteen ka ba nag-lulunch or sa classroom :&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the mood to bring my own baon, sa loob ng classroom. But usually, I eat in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What did you do after school?&lt;br /&gt;Fall in line in UP..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  Ever cried in front of the class?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So pathetic of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you bring your cellphone to school?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you log on to Friendster when in the computer lab?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. May mga experiment papers ba kayo nun?&lt;br /&gt;Always. I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Sino palaging nagdadala ng food sa inyo.?&lt;br /&gt;Hunger Strike group nung 3rd year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Anu-ano naman ang dinadala mong gmit?&lt;br /&gt;A jug. All my notebooks, an extra novel and a perfume. Yes, I am a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Kanino ka humihiram ng notes?&lt;br /&gt;Joyce Karen Socia, Fatima Mercado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Eh calcu?&lt;br /&gt;We're required to have one e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Sino ultimate crush mo noon sa school?!?!&lt;br /&gt;argh. oo na, si mm. WALA NA PO NGAYON. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. May (mga) naging buyprin/gelpren ka ba during HS?&lt;br /&gt;NGSB here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Anong best year para sayo?&lt;br /&gt;Junior year was wild. senior year was fun din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Bakit mo nasabi na yun ang best year?&lt;br /&gt;Because: sir inacay was the adviser. Less bitches in class. Wilder people. 1st tym to have prom. AH BASTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Sino the best CLASS president para sayo?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I need time to think...(*wink wink*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Hinding-hindi mo nakakalimutan na pangyayari nung HS?&lt;br /&gt;Nako too many to mention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-6895825965229310615?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6895825965229310615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=6895825965229310615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6895825965229310615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/6895825965229310615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/05/smc-high-school.html' title='SMC, high school'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-8099655216620182473</id><published>2007-05-25T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:54:52.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>Moving on..</title><content type='html'>'Real' sleepingshadows blog closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll be posting all loads of crap here. Surveys, poems and other things that won't be a portal of deranged thoughts and endless rants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-8099655216620182473?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8099655216620182473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=8099655216620182473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8099655216620182473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/8099655216620182473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2007/05/moving-on.html' title='Moving on..'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-113784172331245173</id><published>2006-01-21T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T03:08:43.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I ever be at Home?</title><content type='html'>Home,&lt;br /&gt;they say,&lt;br /&gt;Home is where the heart is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But am I home?&lt;br /&gt;I'm protected by the strong walls&lt;br /&gt;of this house,&lt;br /&gt;but am i home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all the things I need,&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep, eat and entertain myself&lt;br /&gt;with the things I see here...&lt;br /&gt;but am i home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can rest whenever I want,&lt;br /&gt;I can bathe anytime I want,&lt;br /&gt;I can live comfortably,&lt;br /&gt;but am I home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can have the car I need,&lt;br /&gt;I can be driven to wherever I desire,&lt;br /&gt;I can go to any place of my choice,&lt;br /&gt;but will I ever reach my home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all the honor of intellect,&lt;br /&gt;I have achieved well enough,&lt;br /&gt;I possess a mind that's knowledgeable,&lt;br /&gt;but do I know where to find my home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived in a life of luxury,&lt;br /&gt;A place sought by many,&lt;br /&gt;I have been to many places before,&lt;br /&gt;but will I ever have the chance to live in a home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If home is where the heart is,&lt;br /&gt;and if where i am now,&lt;br /&gt;is the place called home,&lt;br /&gt;then I don't want to be home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a deep sigh to the people&lt;br /&gt;who have trouble finding their&lt;br /&gt;homes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-112868192992463223</id><published>2005-10-07T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T04:27:56.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"After a year..."</title><content type='html'>Masayahin '05,&lt;br /&gt;my barkada,&lt;br /&gt;my family,&lt;br /&gt;my sanctuary,&lt;br /&gt;my heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true bond of friendship&lt;br /&gt;that never forgets&lt;br /&gt;The relationship that&lt;br /&gt;grows stronger&lt;br /&gt;and even though&lt;br /&gt;the time left for our stay&lt;br /&gt;is being lessened,&lt;br /&gt;it's still the memories that&lt;br /&gt;will keep Masayahin '05--&lt;br /&gt;an everlasting home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart palpitates,&lt;br /&gt;and there's great euphoria&lt;br /&gt;with every smile,&lt;br /&gt;every laugh and giggles,&lt;br /&gt;every food eaten&lt;br /&gt;and every story told,&lt;br /&gt;the memories&lt;br /&gt;of the best--&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST years of my high school days&lt;br /&gt;are revived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstasy,&lt;br /&gt;for a divided family,&lt;br /&gt;separated by time,&lt;br /&gt;never forgets to look back&lt;br /&gt;to the place of its origin--&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;and Masyahin '05 is a home,&lt;br /&gt;a home built with, for and by&lt;br /&gt;love and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave&lt;br /&gt;that we carry in our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;even though we may meet some new faces,&lt;br /&gt;we may gain new friends&lt;br /&gt;and we may step in a new world,&lt;br /&gt;the legacy that was born&lt;br /&gt;in St. Mary's..&lt;br /&gt;and that legacy is Masayahin '05..&lt;br /&gt;and with each caaried memory,&lt;br /&gt;I assure each and every one&lt;br /&gt;of you,&lt;br /&gt;a little brink of happiness&lt;br /&gt;and joy in your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall never forget,&lt;br /&gt;we shall never regret&lt;br /&gt;That there was once a family,&lt;br /&gt;Masayahin '05--a living legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~For the Masayahin peeps&lt;br /&gt;of batch 2004-2005,&lt;br /&gt;you make my life happy&lt;br /&gt;despite the ever-pressuring&lt;br /&gt;stresses senior life has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For the memories,&lt;br /&gt;the laughs,&lt;br /&gt;the tears&lt;br /&gt;and the bond...&lt;br /&gt;I give my sincerest gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Inacay,&lt;br /&gt;the teacher who made&lt;br /&gt;junior year quite a blast&lt;br /&gt;We will never forget you..&lt;br /&gt;Vincent...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-112868192992463223?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-112790584417984133</id><published>2005-09-28T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:10:44.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Atlas"</title><content type='html'>The world,&lt;br /&gt;The universe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;is on my back..&lt;br /&gt;carried upon&lt;br /&gt;by my frail&lt;br /&gt;and fragile&lt;br /&gt;body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so exhausted&lt;br /&gt;emaciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejuvenate,&lt;br /&gt;I want to refresh,&lt;br /&gt;I want to recreate myself,&lt;br /&gt;my mind,&lt;br /&gt;my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade...&lt;br /&gt;Please, get out of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Fade...&lt;br /&gt;Don't put your weight&lt;br /&gt;upon my body,&lt;br /&gt;Oh! World!&lt;br /&gt;Forlorn me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Weak.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Emaciated.&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;Dull.&lt;br /&gt;Numb.&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~For the world,&lt;br /&gt;Enigma of life,&lt;br /&gt;filled with maelstroms of&lt;br /&gt;emotions, of hatred,&lt;br /&gt;Massive. Heavy. Unbearable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-112790584417984133?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/112790584417984133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=112790584417984133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/112790584417984133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11965109/posts/default/112790584417984133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/2005/09/atlas.html' title='&quot;Atlas&quot;'/><author><name>2006-06678</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07322385049656619222</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-11965109.post-112754791898753781</id><published>2005-09-24T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T00:45:18.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Night of all Nights"</title><content type='html'>Dim..&lt;br /&gt;Darkness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An often misconceptualized&lt;br /&gt;entity of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today,&lt;br /&gt;night if the time to rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;Night is the&lt;br /&gt;day of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Night turned to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of childish aptness,&lt;br /&gt;Of creepy little dolls.&lt;br /&gt;Of hand-maid "obras"&lt;br /&gt;Of popcorns.&lt;br /&gt;Of juice.&lt;br /&gt;Of movie.&lt;br /&gt;Of piano.&lt;br /&gt;Of mobile phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of modern-day Romeo and Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;Of crying dads.&lt;br /&gt;Of unsure confusions.&lt;br /&gt;Of talks on love.&lt;br /&gt;Of cries of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Of sweet nothings.&lt;br /&gt;Of sleepless children.&lt;br /&gt;Of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night.&lt;br /&gt;That's all it takes.&lt;br /&gt;A night.&lt;br /&gt;A night where&lt;br /&gt;everything goes&lt;br /&gt;in a vortex of an incredible&lt;br /&gt;bond.&lt;br /&gt;in a whirlpool of&lt;br /&gt;emotions.&lt;br /&gt;A night.&lt;br /&gt;Just one night.&lt;br /&gt;and that one night.&lt;br /&gt;is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~For my friends,&lt;br /&gt;who make my life both&lt;br /&gt;happy and "nocturnal".&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-112754791898753781?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11965109.post-112739156812235924</id><published>2005-09-22T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:14:32.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Reminisce"</title><content type='html'>Memories..&lt;br /&gt;Of the best years&lt;br /&gt;of my high school days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i miss badly..&lt;br /&gt;the felicity,&lt;br /&gt;the clamors of joys,&lt;br /&gt;the feelings kept secret..&lt;br /&gt;the bond, the family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, as time fades&lt;br /&gt;as the hourglass sand&lt;br /&gt;fall and&lt;br /&gt;drop..&lt;br /&gt;the distance between us&lt;br /&gt;is also augmented..&lt;br /&gt;we aren't how we used&lt;br /&gt;to be,&lt;br /&gt;back in those days..&lt;br /&gt;and now, your new family&lt;br /&gt;is there for you..&lt;br /&gt;likewise,&lt;br /&gt;we have a new family;&lt;br /&gt;not the bond that was originally&lt;br /&gt;formed by us..&lt;br /&gt;but a bond separated by time..&lt;br /&gt;by fate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still..&lt;br /&gt;we shall leave a family&lt;br /&gt;that family..the best of all,&lt;br /&gt;and carry with you..&lt;br /&gt;the legacy that&lt;br /&gt;we once shared&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~For Sir Sherwin Inacay&lt;br /&gt;The father of the masayahin kids&lt;br /&gt;our kuya, our friend..&lt;br /&gt;masayahin '05,&lt;br /&gt;a sanctuary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11965109-112739156812235924?l=sleepingshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/112739156812235924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11965109&amp;postID=112739156812235924' title='0 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