<?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-261563062657500480</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:01:41.562-07:00</updated><category term='sir talaue'/><category term='ruby'/><category term='pressure'/><category term='sambunot'/><category term='holy cross'/><category term='jejomar bongat'/><category term='shopwise'/><category term='nobody&apos;s girl'/><category term='reaction paper'/><category term='acle'/><category term='bad trip'/><category term='sir espinas'/><category term='cousin'/><category term='talent show'/><category term='str'/><category term='john john'/><category term='half day'/><category term='library'/><category term='cs'/><category term='guidance center'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='personality test'/><category term='dikum'/><category term='test'/><category term='kkkwiz'/><category term='practice'/><category term='pisay'/><category term='homework'/><category term='rivalry(?)'/><category term='monster'/><category term='college courses'/><category term='pisay fire'/><category term='survey'/><category term='biology'/><category term='sir guce'/><category term='last post(?)'/><category term='comparison'/><category term='LJ'/><category term='remy'/><category term='concert'/><category term='international coastal cleanup'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='sayaw interpretasyon'/><category term='ma&apos;am dacs'/><category term='chem'/><category term='family day'/><category term='oblivious'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='irresponsible'/><category term='pe'/><category term='filipino'/><category term='sembreak'/><category term='thunder'/><category term='rrl'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='hell week'/><category term='math'/><category term='enchanted kingdom'/><category term='red alert 3'/><category term='fashion show'/><category term='english'/><category term='marce'/><category term='mall of asia'/><category term='humanities week'/><category term='random'/><category term='kisay'/><category term='card-giving'/><category term='potassium'/><category term='rod'/><category term='foundation day'/><category term='school'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='alibata'/><category term='julia negre'/><category term='malabon'/><category term='letter'/><category term='ada suarez'/><category term='rain'/><category term='oona'/><category term='avril lavigne'/><category term='report'/><category term='ss'/><category term='rant(?)'/><category term='sir chuckie'/><category term='analytical thinker'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='anime'/><category term='sick'/><category term='code geass'/><category term='parent issues'/><category term='elocution'/><category term='unproductive'/><category term='lab tech'/><title type='text'>Fait Accompli</title><subtitle type='html'>It has been done. There's no turning back now.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-3524039166189721856</id><published>2009-01-07T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:12:22.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end.</title><content type='html'>Goodbye, webdev blog. It was fun while I was still required to use you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to LJ. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-3524039166189721856?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/3524039166189721856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/3524039166189721856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2009/01/end.html' title='The end.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-6613471706192829011</id><published>2008-12-30T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:29:43.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fi-fi-filler!!!</title><content type='html'>Am I still supposed to blog here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have no idea what to put here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Career Personality: Brainy, Logical, and Efficient&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/quickanddirtycareertest/intj.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Ideal Careers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archeologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civil engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/"&gt;The Quick and Dirty Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-6613471706192829011?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/6613471706192829011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/6613471706192829011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/fi-fi-filler.html' title='Fi-fi-filler!!!'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-6307933517875460338</id><published>2008-12-21T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:30:03.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Rant</title><content type='html'>I think I told someone that I wouldn't mind getting sick as long as school's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I should just keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days of my break = wasted on trying to recover from a fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a lot better now but to be safe, I won't do anything active for another day. I'm still partially voiceless (so I won't be able to call Oona to make &lt;em&gt;telebabad&lt;/em&gt; with her for a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that the others are enjoying their breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-6307933517875460338?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/6307933517875460338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/6307933517875460338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-rant.html' title='Short Rant'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-4426081108548233733</id><published>2008-12-07T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:24:47.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Drabble</title><content type='html'>I should be blogging about the awesome robo trip to Tagaytay but I'm currently drowning in schoolwork. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just upload the pics to my Multiply after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to be sick. My throat hurts, my right eye stings, and I managed to come down with a cold. Bad timing, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers are currently having fun at home since Ateneo and LSM have no classes. -jealous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon, Sir Bingcang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4426081108548233733?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4426081108548233733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4426081108548233733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-drabble.html' title='More Drabble'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1485652380335057720</id><published>2008-12-04T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:29:39.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I steal surveys. :)</title><content type='html'>Taken from Binky's LJ. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Of Your Current Favorite Songs&lt;br /&gt;1. Crush - David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;2. Worth The Wait - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;3. Cat And Mouse - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Three Text Messages Sent&lt;br /&gt;1. Goodnight. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;3. All right. Tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You're Doing This Monday&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to school.&lt;br /&gt;2. Submit HW.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Always Do Before Bed&lt;br /&gt;1. Fix my bag.&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn my laptop off.&lt;br /&gt;3. Brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Favorite Foods&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything seafood.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lechon Cebu&lt;br /&gt;3. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Are Wearing&lt;br /&gt;1. shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. shorts&lt;br /&gt;3. underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Three Movies Watched&lt;br /&gt;1. Star Wars (A New Hope)&lt;br /&gt;2. The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;3. Taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Current Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not that many people are online right now.&lt;br /&gt;3. The tilapia smells good. I should finish this survey and eat some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things On Your Holiday Wishlist&lt;br /&gt;1. Books!&lt;br /&gt;2. Zebra pens!&lt;br /&gt;3. Candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Red Objects In The Room You're In&lt;br /&gt;1. KGB CIA book&lt;br /&gt;2. Dancing Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;3. my shorts =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Truly Random Things You Love&lt;br /&gt;1. chocolates&lt;br /&gt;2. anime&lt;br /&gt;3. free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Silly Wishes You Wish Could Come True&lt;br /&gt;1. Killer grades.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have my own shooting range.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can grow taller than my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Places You Could Usually Be Found If Being Searched For&lt;br /&gt;1. house&lt;br /&gt;2. school&lt;br /&gt;3. somewhere in Camp Aguinaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Three Purchases&lt;br /&gt;1. Cracklings&lt;br /&gt;2. McDo cheeseburger&lt;br /&gt;3. McDo chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Three People You Instant Messaged&lt;br /&gt;1. LC&lt;br /&gt;2. John John&lt;br /&gt;3. Justine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time to eat some tilapia. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1485652380335057720?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1485652380335057720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1485652380335057720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-steal-surveys.html' title='I steal surveys. :)'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-4909156703724224932</id><published>2008-11-27T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:18:17.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken from Oona</title><content type='html'>Elvis and Isma, I promise to finish the Physics report after I answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to check my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What words rhymes with "DOOR?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn and its pretty icy rings! I shall be the empress of that planet someday! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere Hizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camayan Islands shirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupe (red slippers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Bright or dark room?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More responsible than me. Diligent treasurer. Trustworthy. Best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trixy, meron bang robo thing? Saan? (from David)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Where is your nearest 7-11?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just outside the camp. It's right next to the wet market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Pisay cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centrum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework. And killer long tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Alert stuff! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more M&amp;amp;M's. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly! I always dream of being able to fly! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Do you like someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Decode" by Paramore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4909156703724224932?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4909156703724224932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4909156703724224932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/taken-from-oona.html' title='Taken from Oona'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2364714060385803612</id><published>2008-11-25T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:49:34.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You worry too much."</title><content type='html'>That may be true but I believe that I have a good reason to be worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can easily accept a failing grade if I didn't study for a test or quiz. But I studied for the Chem LT. And it was just plain terrible. I'm not confident with my answers. So now I'm worried. Chem is equivalent to two units after all. And I already failed the problem set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 1/2 school days to go before the much-awaited fair/relaxation phase. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2364714060385803612?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2364714060385803612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2364714060385803612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-worry-too-much.html' title='&quot;You worry too much.&quot;'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-7104636355469395354</id><published>2008-11-23T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:15:00.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Test</title><content type='html'>These results are pretty accurate. Hands down, Blogthings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ultimate Color Test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theultimatecolortest/color.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are at peace, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply stable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are moved to act, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving and warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are inspired, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous and adventurous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your life is perfectly balanced, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophical and expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life's purpose is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theultimatecolortest/"&gt;The Ultimate Color Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-7104636355469395354?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7104636355469395354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7104636355469395354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-test.html' title='Another Test'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-7691229961661497444</id><published>2008-11-22T22:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:13:43.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen</title><content type='html'>From Aldrich's blog. Cute monsters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Cute Monster Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecutemonstertest/monster-3.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a well balanced person. You have all aspects of your life happily in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you have a choice in life, you try to choose the middle path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inner demon is melancholy. You can be a bit moody at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think you're cute because you are easy going. Your live and let live attitude is charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thecutemonstertest/"&gt;The Cute Monster Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-7691229961661497444?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7691229961661497444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7691229961661497444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/stolen.html' title='Stolen'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-4480004137831236898</id><published>2008-11-21T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:05:09.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Filler</title><content type='html'>Dial-up is so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I only have three and a half days of classes. I wonder what's going to happen during the fair. There will be rides this year. -wonders how that's possible given the school's small space-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go on a gimmick on Thursday or Friday. I don't think that a lot of people will be in the malls at those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4480004137831236898?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4480004137831236898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4480004137831236898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-filler.html' title='Blog Filler'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-283377080446574069</id><published>2008-11-11T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T04:38:58.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red alert 3'/><title type='text'>RA3 RA3 RA3 !!!</title><content type='html'>I just posted in my LJ so just go there if you want to read. (Sorry, I'm too lazy.) It's about that controversial blog, the CFAwards blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Red Alert 3. Aldrich just joined the We Love Red Alert club today. And it's mostly my fault. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go forth and search for more members! Or I can just show people how awesome the game is. That ought to be enough to get them hooked. &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-283377080446574069?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/283377080446574069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/283377080446574069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-posted-in-my-lj-so-just-go-there.html' title='RA3 RA3 RA3 !!!'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1337870216042050114</id><published>2008-11-08T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T03:37:30.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red alert 3'/><title type='text'>Just saying...</title><content type='html'>Red Alert 3 is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm really glad that my brother decided to buy a copy last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really addicted right now. I barely got any sleep last night since I lost track of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result? I haven't done any of my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUNDUNDUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-goes off to play some more-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the club, guys and girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Oona just told me that there's going to be a graded recit for Bio on Monday and Tuesday. Crap. Crap. Crap, I say! I have no notes, no book, and that means that I can only rely on the handout. God, help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1337870216042050114?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1337870216042050114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1337870216042050114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-saying.html' title='Just saying...'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2576862186890218843</id><published>2008-11-04T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:00:02.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>Trixy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason why your grades suck. Instead of doing your homework, you sleep, play, eat, or watch pirated DVDs once you get home from school. Same goes for the weekend. And did I mention that you eat too much? Oh wait, that doesn't have anything to do with your grades. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't hurt to read your books (since you rarely take notes and you lost your only notebook) at least the night before a long test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save yourself while you still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2576862186890218843?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2576862186890218843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2576862186890218843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2215666011137115132</id><published>2008-10-31T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:32:40.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality test'/><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Stolen from Aldrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think some parts are true though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October is out, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2215666011137115132?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2215666011137115132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2215666011137115132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1071321021893591972</id><published>2008-10-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:46:15.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half day'/><title type='text'>Whee!</title><content type='html'>Pisay people probably know this, but I'll post it here for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There will be classes tomorrow, but only during the morning. No shortened periods.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy now. No Physics! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I really thought that this day would be really horrible. The venues are bad. And Physics (See how much I abhor that subject?) was supposed to take Potassium's only lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, this day turned out pretty well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1071321021893591972?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1071321021893591972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1071321021893591972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/whee.html' title='Whee!'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5925062956021317468</id><published>2008-10-29T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T06:53:36.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malabon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant(?)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopwise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><title type='text'>Why? :(</title><content type='html'>According to a friend of mine, Pisay will still have classes on Friday. Seriously, that really bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet that Pisay is the only school with classes right now. I went to Shopwise today and a little girl saw me. She then asked her mom, "Mama, may pasok pa sila?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, a lot of people were staring at me. Must be the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Pisay always has to be different. Even the schedule and length of the sem break is different. What's the point of a sem break if you can't even spend time with your friends from your old school since you had your sem break too early? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is going to Holy Cross tomorrow to visit my grandfather's grave. And obviously, I can't come along. And we were supposed to go to Malabon to visit the graves of my relatives (Mom's side). And again, I won't be there. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5925062956021317468?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5925062956021317468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5925062956021317468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='Why? :('/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-189771571241504831</id><published>2008-10-26T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:59:19.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unproductive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><title type='text'>----- Filled</title><content type='html'>I am a monster. A taco monster. A chocolate monster. Feed me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything but &lt;strong&gt;eat &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;sleep &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;watch kiddie movies &lt;/strong&gt;for this day. On the other hand, I did read a page from Campbell a while ago. It's all about blood transfusion and diseases in the immune system. Pretty interesting, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my English handout is missing. Checked my bag already. And I don't recall taking anything out of my bag two days ago or yesterday. Gah, I need to be more organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that my brothers don't have to wake up early tomorrow for school. I'm going to be all alone. But then, that means that I don't have to race with anyone just to use the bathroom. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that the caf is a bad venue for classes. Same goes for the poolside and the mezzanine and the second floor in the BRHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crammer out. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-189771571241504831?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/189771571241504831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/189771571241504831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/filled.html' title='----- Filled'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5310215794962347514</id><published>2008-10-24T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:59:52.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1: Finally Over</title><content type='html'>This week has been very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the teachers gave me the impression that they're also suffering from hangovers from the really short sem break. Not much homework was given (and I'm definitely not complaining)! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third year is already more than half over. I'm not really sure if I'm happy about that. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5310215794962347514?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5310215794962347514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5310215794962347514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-1-finally-over.html' title='Week 1: Finally Over'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-136112858180897797</id><published>2008-10-21T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:50:58.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts</title><content type='html'>Sir Daj told us that we're going to have softball for the third quarter. That's great but I have no glove. And I'm not even sure if Pisay has one meant for me (left-handed person). And if it does, God knows how old it is. All sorts of organisms must inhabit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Daj also told me that he doesn't like the venue of the prom. He said that our batch should change it to something better. He actually prefers the school gym over Celebrity! I'm not really sure if the fourth years totally agree with him, but some of them have voiced out their negative feelings about the venue and date. Good luck to the batch council and prom committee, I guess. They're under a lot of pressure now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to study organic chemistry instead of thermodynamics and -insert other lesson here-. Sir Manoop said that they decided to change it so that there will be a lot of time for the lab activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell KFC food in the caf now. (Yummy!) :D -gets killed by Ada Suarez-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense meant to those who like it, but I think that Memoirs of a Geisha is boring. The pacing is so slow. And I'm an all out supporter of equal treatment between both sexes so... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Day 2 with the "temporary" schedules and I'm still alive. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to do something for Physics, I think. Groupwork? I'm not sure though. I wasn't listening. -gets killed by good students-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the biggest surprise...I didn't fall asleep in any of my classes! That's an achievement! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-136112858180897797?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/136112858180897797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/136112858180897797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-facts.html' title='Random Facts'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-3274166104936105069</id><published>2008-10-19T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:43:58.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay fire'/><title type='text'>This year has turned out to be pretty interesting.</title><content type='html'>The Pisay fire did more damage than what I had expected. To be perfectly honest, I didn't expect that it would cause so much trouble. Of course I knew that some of the teachers lost a lot of their valuables and written requirements from their students, but I never expected it to affect the schedule of activities for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sem break came earlier. It was also shortened to one week. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, even the venues of most of our classes have been changed. The SHB is still off limits due to obvious reasons. I still can't imagine what will happen tomorrow with the new schedules. This is bound to be fun. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-3274166104936105069?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3274166104936105069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261563062657500480&amp;postID=3274166104936105069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/3274166104936105069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/3274166104936105069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-year-has-turned-out-to-be-pretty.html' title='This year has turned out to be pretty interesting.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</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-261563062657500480.post-639947298389146280</id><published>2008-10-17T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:42:32.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jejomar bongat'/><title type='text'>It's almost over!</title><content type='html'>It's the third to the last day of my semestral break. And I spent most of it bumming around and sleeping. I'm not complaining though. I was able to rest and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's in the retreat right now so only a few people from my batch are online. Aw... The people in the retreat are probably having some activity right now. I doubt that they'll open palancas at this time. It's still too early.I do wonder if anyone will cry when they read the palancas. I'm not sure if this applies to all schools but almost everyone cried during the retreat in Poveda (including me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Jejo for placing 8th in the press con. At least your to-do list in Pisay has been shortened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jejo, you have to make me libre on Monday. One bottle of Coke, okay? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-639947298389146280?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/639947298389146280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/639947298389146280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-almost-over.html' title='It&apos;s almost over!'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2522765980382729732</id><published>2008-10-15T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:56:14.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Ravenclaw!</title><content type='html'>I saw this in Aldrich's blog. It's a good time-waster. I still can't believe that the second best choice for me is Hufflepuff, followed by Gryffindor, and then Slytherin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I belonged in Gryffindor. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sorting hat says that I belong in Ravenclaw!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img height="120" alt="" src="http://www.personalitylab.org/images/ravenclaw.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose intelligence is surest." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="style3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ravenclaw students tend to be clever, witty, intelligent, and knowledgeable.&lt;br /&gt;Notable residents include Cho Chang and Padma Patil (objects of Harry and Ron's affections), and Luna Lovegood (daughter of &lt;em&gt;The Quibbler&lt;/em&gt; magazine's editor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the most scientific &lt;a href="http://www.personalitylab.org/"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt; ever created.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personalitylab.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Get Sorted Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2522765980382729732?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2522765980382729732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2522765980382729732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/ravenclaw.html' title='Ravenclaw!'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5830950498199575621</id><published>2008-10-14T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:54:47.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rivalry(?)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rod'/><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>This day would be more interesting if I had some place to go or someone to chat with. -checks YM list-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimmicks, anyone? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the last episodes of ROD has taken its toll on my eyes, I think. Since it isn't as cool as Death Note or Code Geass (Sorry, ROD fans.), I'll just continue watching later. I'm only three episodes from finishing the entire series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my mail and someone in the pisaydiliman group (in Multiply) posted something about a rivalry between Pisay and Kisay/Que Sci. Since I had nothing to do, I checked the issue out. All that I managed uncover was a comment page for Pisay (in Wikimapia) where people from both factions badmouthed each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I didn't even know that a rivalry between Pisay and Kisay existed. Actually, I'm not even sure if this is anything serious. From the looks of the comments, the Kisay people (or whoever posted the "Pisay students suck!" comments [they mainly attacked the students instead of the school]) were probably bored and they didn't have anything better to do. However, if their intention was to attack the school and its students, they did not do a very good job. For instance, their arguments are too shallow and one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "rivalry" is extremely immature and childish. I don't see why we should compare both schools or its students. You can't say that all Pisay students are nerds or geeks or dorks. (There will always be geeks or nerds or dorks in any school.) You also can't assume that all students from Kisay post poisonous comments on the internet just to look for trouble. (I know a few students/graduates from Kisay and they are all decent people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisay people and Kisay people are smart (perhaps even brilliant). No questions about that. However, it's about time those people who keep on badmouthing each other stop this childish act and start acting like the smart people they really are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5830950498199575621?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5830950498199575621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5830950498199575621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-day-would-be-more-interesting-if-i.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-7684484020612625508</id><published>2008-10-12T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:20:18.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last post(?)'/><title type='text'>Is it safe to leave?</title><content type='html'>I'm not entirely sure if I can officially kiss this blog goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun posting here but I think it's time to return to my LJ -points to sidebar-. That blog came to existence when I was still in first year and I have no intention of abandoning it. Even though a lot of people find it more convenient to blog in Multiply, I still love LJ more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, farewell for now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-7684484020612625508?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7684484020612625508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7684484020612625508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-it-safe-to-leave.html' title='Is it safe to leave?'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1438986455560193757</id><published>2008-10-01T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:09:20.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hibernation?</title><content type='html'>Should I blame it on the coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything for the past two days but:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eat something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plus, I have a headache...from too much sleep? X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1438986455560193757?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1438986455560193757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261563062657500480&amp;postID=1438986455560193757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1438986455560193757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1438986455560193757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/hibernation.html' title='Hibernation?'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</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-261563062657500480.post-4586208656409923022</id><published>2008-09-26T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:02:59.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>And I shall remain silent.</title><content type='html'>Considering the fact that I am not even halfway through with &lt;em&gt;The Kitchen God's Wife&lt;/em&gt; (and the English exam is already on Tuesday, along with Chemistry), and that I have been receiving a lot of signs that I am in terrible need of sleep, I won't be posting anything for a while. I doubt that this would be a loss to anyone since people have better things to do than read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is going to be my last entry (for a week), I might as well make it a bit longer. And perhaps it should be more -- what's the word? Meaningful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic of this entry is based on what one of my friends is going through. In fact, it is this friend's fault that I am still awake (since I had planned to sleep fifty minutes ago). Perhaps some students can relate with this friend. I say 'students' because they don't have to be in Pisay in order to experience this: &lt;em&gt;being compared to other students by one's parents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels like. My mom has done that to me lots of times in the past. She would always say that I could have done better. And she would always add, "Why did you get this score when &lt;insert&gt; got this score?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel? It &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. But as time passes, it doesn't sting as much as the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I still don't see why some parents do this to their children. What good will comparing their kids to others' do? What's the point of bringing their own children's self-esteem down? Don't they realize that it makes their children feel that they're not good enough? That they don't deserve to be called their children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No two people are exactly alike. Everyone knows that. Parents who love to compare should just keep quiet. There's no need to rub it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if this entry makes any sense. I'm too tired to check my grammar. Forgive me for any possible mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4586208656409923022?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4586208656409923022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4586208656409923022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-i-shall-remain-silent.html' title='And I shall remain silent.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-644775893375192935</id><published>2008-09-24T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:06:36.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='code geass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elocution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Late.</title><content type='html'>Sir Joey was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Geass is so COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently watching episode 7 of the first season with my brothers. I know that I should do something more productive but considering the fact that I haven't been following any series for a while, this is quite refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elocution is tomorrow. And I just had to be the third Pota person to present -- just because I am the class secretary (who hasn't even done anything other than hand out certificates to classmates during Social Science).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me. Help me give Atticus Finch's closing speech justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, running away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is the only logical thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I can think of.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-644775893375192935?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/644775893375192935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/644775893375192935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/sir-joey-was-right.html' title='Late.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-7941548342460283385</id><published>2008-09-23T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T05:21:17.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Shakespeare, I have something to tell you.</title><content type='html'>The world really is conspiring against me. Either that or it's trying to tell me not to study for the Biology LT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an hour and I have not downloaded that PPT on the immune system yet. Don't get me wrong. I tried to download it &lt;em&gt;five &lt;/em&gt;times. For some reason, an error always occurs and the download stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, it just happened again. Make that &lt;em&gt;six &lt;/em&gt;fruitless attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Iggy the Iguana (the &lt;em&gt;pambata &lt;/em&gt;biology) book is missing for some reason. And I can't find my Campbell (the hardcore biology) book too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the world trying to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To study, or not to study?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shakespeare, THAT is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the real question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-7941548342460283385?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7941548342460283385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7941548342460283385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/shakespeare-i-have-something-to-tell.html' title='Shakespeare, I have something to tell you.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1440031770121070616</id><published>2008-09-22T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:51:09.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>One-liners are love.</title><content type='html'>This is Hell Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know what that means, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The periodic exams are just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers will cram lessons this week so that they can be granted the right to give long tests before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of homework and projects will be crammed by students who are already in need of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you ready for this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frankly, I don't think I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ignorance is bliss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;most of the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1440031770121070616?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1440031770121070616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1440031770121070616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-liners-are-love.html' title='One-liners are love.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5348060708601238802</id><published>2008-09-21T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:12:54.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Lay Zee Ness</title><content type='html'>She's someone whom I've been trying to ditch for the past years. She's the main reason why I cram. She's the main reason why I have such humongous eyebags. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard to try, no matter what I do, she always manages to bind my hands and feet. She controls my mind and tells me not to do something even when that something is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have better things to do, but here I am, blogging away even though I can afford not to (since I already have more than five entries since my EK post). It goes to show that I still need to find someone who can beat Lay Zee Ness -- someone called Respon Sy Bility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that I find him before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5348060708601238802?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5348060708601238802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5348060708601238802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/lay-z-ness.html' title='Lay Zee Ness'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5605036982773952415</id><published>2008-09-20T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:04:22.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sir talaue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sir guce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall of asia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international coastal cleanup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julia negre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ma&apos;am dacs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada suarez'/><title type='text'>I shall never pollute again.</title><content type='html'>ICC was surprisingly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told, I was very surpised with the number of student attendees: two freshmen, two sophies, three juniors, and the rest of the students were fourth years. I thought that a lot people would attend since participation equals five points for the first LT. Four teachers, namely Sir Talaue, Ma'am Dacs, Sir Guce, and another Bio teacher (I don't know her name since she never became my teacher. ^_^;) accompanied us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only spent one hour in the "beach" of Manila Bay, picking up and segregating trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting finds for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;slippers and shoes - A lot of people really want to be like Jose Rizal. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sea shells - Fine, it isn't supposed to be surprising since we were at a place that was once a clean beach but what the heck, I'm easily amused.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wood - And I assumed that people valued this. After all, good wood isn't cheap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;underwear - I thank David Ples and Sir Talaue for giving me gloves. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Organisms found:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a rat - The fourth years and Ma'am Dacs screamed their heads off at the sight of the gray creature. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;ipis-dagat - &lt;/em&gt;It looks like a normal cockroach except it has more legs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a crab - Ada found it. It was so small.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to MoA afterwards. Julia asked to be fetched so it was only Ada and me. We had to sneak her into the mall since she was barefooted (her shoe started 'talking' right after the cleanup). By the grace of God, we were able to make our way to the department store and buy her a pair of rubber slippers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the rest can be classified under F-U-N.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not only did I help save the environment, I also got bonus points and an excuse to go and have fun in MoA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is a win-win thing, is it not? :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5605036982773952415?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5605036982773952415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5605036982773952415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-shall-never-pollute-again.html' title='I shall never pollute again.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2064466291975619906</id><published>2008-09-19T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:02:34.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nobody&apos;s girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international coastal cleanup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada suarez'/><title type='text'>Keep moving forward to a brighter tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>That's actually the motto of Remy, the heroine from &lt;em&gt;Nobody's Girl.&lt;/em&gt; If you don't know what it is, it's an anime about Remy, a young girl who goes through a lot of trials -- from getting kicked out of her home to working everyday for the benefit of an old man who 'cares' for her. Despite everything, Remy manages to stay lively and optimistic. In the end, she finds out that she is actually the daughter of a rich woman and everything else goes well for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be Remy, but her motto really applies to me right now. I will not let this one event bring me down. I know that it isn't entirely my fault. I'm better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I'm going to join the International Coastal Cleanup tomorrow. Ada Suarez, my &lt;em&gt;kalahi&lt;/em&gt; from last year, will also come along! Tomorrow ought to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should start packing my things for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I fall into the bay, will I grow an extra finger? :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2064466291975619906?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2064466291975619906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2064466291975619906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/keep-moving-forward-to-brighter.html' title='Keep moving forward to a brighter tomorrow.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-6980476923604531216</id><published>2008-09-18T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:11:07.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filipino'/><title type='text'>Bliss and Apathy</title><content type='html'>Here I am, in the Pisay library, waiting to be fetched from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I am actually thankful that all of the tests were given this morning. To my pleasant surprise, I actually did well in the SS quiz. My poor brain cells must have reached their limit during the Math long test (-crosses fingers-) and Filipino test (which I really want to &lt;em&gt;pass &lt;/em&gt;[take note that I'm not aiming high]) but at least I had the liberty to relax from CS onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1610 already. I probably should go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tighten your grip, dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're almost &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-6980476923604531216?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/6980476923604531216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/6980476923604531216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/bliss-and-apathy.html' title='Bliss and Apathy'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-4495173754662124674</id><published>2008-09-17T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:12:50.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lab tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sir espinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sir chuckie'/><title type='text'>Thank you. :)</title><content type='html'>The Lord is kind. This day was unusually great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I came to school in a good mood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sir Chuckie showed us this cool video about the immune system. It had clips from different games such as Kingdom Hearts, Zelda, etc. The video related the skin, macrophages, T-cells, etc. to the scenes in the clips. If Sir Chuckie can actually show us vids for every single topic, Biology would be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fun. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sir Espinas gave the Lab Techletes (corny, but that's all I've got) a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BREAK. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We couldn't believe our ears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was able to chillax for two whole periods because of #3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was no PE since we were required to attend a talk regarding rehydration sponsored by Gatorade. Basically, they just kept on telling us to drink Gatorade since it's the best drink. &lt;em&gt;Gatorade -- Is it in you? &lt;/em&gt;:))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The people from #5 gave everyone free Gatorade! I got the blue-colored one since Ada was nice enough to trade with my grape Gatorade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two more days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hang in there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4495173754662124674?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4495173754662124674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4495173754662124674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank you. :)'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-4752249116588824559</id><published>2008-09-16T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:11:37.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hold on (for dear life).</title><content type='html'>This is turning out to be a very bad week for me. Yesterday had its ups and downs but it was still tolerable. Sadly, this day is just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*_*;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, only three days left. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow turns out well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I lift my prayers to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because everything is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in your hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4752249116588824559?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4752249116588824559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4752249116588824559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/hold-on-for-dear-life.html' title='Hold on (for dear life).'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-4581105904747745122</id><published>2008-09-14T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:34:37.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irresponsible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oblivious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sir chuckie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>The Oblivious One</title><content type='html'>Actually, 'irresponsible' might be a better adjective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I'm always the only one who doesn't know that there's a SS quiz or a Physics homework or even a Chemistry long test? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only motive for going online today was to look at some Ruby EK trip posts since I wasn't able to go yesterday. And by Jove! Oona's stat immediately caught my attention. &lt;em&gt;Why is she researching on tuberculosis?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bio. Don't you know?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that there will be a reporting tomorrow per group. My group is in charge of tuberculosis. Only one person can report per group. And Sir Chuckie will choose who by drawing lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, typing this post when I should be researching on how to prevent the contraction of the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-4581105904747745122?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4581105904747745122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/4581105904747745122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/oblivious-one.html' title='The Oblivious One'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-8707309383654354598</id><published>2008-09-13T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:23:00.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analytical thinker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>The Analytical Thinker</title><content type='html'>I am sick. No EK. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldrich told me to try this personality test since it's supposed to yield accurate results. Since I have nothing else to do, I decided to try it out. The results are very surprising. For one, I do not consider myself as an analytical person. However, I did see that the results &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Analytical Thinkers are &lt;strong&gt;reserved, quiet persons (this is very true especially if I'm not familiar with anyone around me)&lt;/strong&gt;. They like to get to the bottom of things - &lt;strong&gt;curiosity is one of their strongest motives&lt;/strong&gt;. They want to know what holds the world together deep down inside. They do not really need much more to be happy because &lt;strong&gt;they are modest persons&lt;/strong&gt;. Many mathematicians, philosophers and scientists belong to this type. Analytical Thinkers &lt;strong&gt;loathe contradictions and illogicalness&lt;/strong&gt;; with their sharp intellect, they quickly and comprehensively grasp patterns, principles and structures. They are particularly interested in the fundamental nature of things and theoretical findings; for them, it is not necessarily a question of translating these into practical acts or in sharing their considerations with others. Analytical Thinkers &lt;strong&gt;like to work alone&lt;/strong&gt;; their ability to concentrate is more marked than that of all other personality types. &lt;strong&gt;They are open for and interested in new information.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Analytical Thinkers have little interest in everyday concerns - they &lt;strong&gt;are always a little like an “absent-minded professor” whose home and workplace are chaotic and who only concerns himself with banalities such as bodily needs when it becomes absolutely unavoidable&lt;/strong&gt;. The &lt;strong&gt;acknowledgement of their work by others does not play a great role for them&lt;/strong&gt;; in general,they &lt;strong&gt;are quite independent of social relationships&lt;/strong&gt; and very self-reliant. Analytical Thinkers therefore &lt;strong&gt;often give others the impression that they are arrogant or snobby ("I thought that you were one of those rich and snobby girls." - MG&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Valdez)&lt;/strong&gt; - especially because they do not hesitate to speak their mind with their often harsh (even if justified) criticism and their imperturbable self-confidence. Incompetent contemporaries do not have it easy with them. But whoever succeeds in winning their respect and interest has a witty and very intelligent person to talk to. A partner who amazes one with his excellent powers of observation and his very dry humour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes some time before Analytical Thinkers make friends,&lt;/strong&gt; but then they are mostly friends for life. &lt;strong&gt;They only need very few people around them.&lt;/strong&gt; Their most important ability is to be a match for them and thus give them inspiration. &lt;strong&gt;Constant social obligations quickly get on their nerves&lt;/strong&gt;; they &lt;strong&gt;need a lot of time alone&lt;/strong&gt; and often withdraw from others. Their partner must respect this and understand that this is not due to the lack of affection. Once they have decided in favour of a person, Analytical Thinkers are loyal and reliable partners. However, one cannot expect romance and effusive expressions of feelings from them and &lt;strong&gt;they will definitely forget their wedding anniversary (this applies to birthdays ^_^;). &lt;/strong&gt;But they &lt;strong&gt;are always up to a night spent with stimulating discussions and a good glass of wine! (Bull's eye! :D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You can take the personality test at: &lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/test.html"&gt;http://www.ipersonic.com/test.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-8707309383654354598?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/8707309383654354598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/8707309383654354598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/analytical-thinker.html' title='The Analytical Thinker'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2312781572902084581</id><published>2008-09-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:13:26.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enchanted kingdom'/><title type='text'>EK EK EK EK EK</title><content type='html'>The Ruby EK outing is tomorrow! Ruby people, see you tomorrow at 8:00 AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be sixteen but I have never ridden the Space Shuttle before. Tomorrow's outing &lt;strong&gt;will &lt;/strong&gt;change that. Ooners, you must drag me to the ride if I chicken out tomorrow. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2312781572902084581?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2312781572902084581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2312781572902084581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/ek-ek-ek-ek-ek.html' title='EK EK EK EK EK'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1430720313856616350</id><published>2008-09-11T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:06:44.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marce'/><title type='text'>Friday is the last day.</title><content type='html'>This is probably the most shallow post, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's only one more day till weekend! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And one more thing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marce, why don't you rain in the morning and not at night? You can still give me a three-day weekend, you know. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great, I am talking to a storm. My poor brain must be whacked right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1430720313856616350?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1430720313856616350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1430720313856616350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-is-last-day.html' title='Friday is the last day.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-2959920331669723961</id><published>2008-09-08T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T04:15:18.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaction paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filipino'/><title type='text'>Bring on the thunder.</title><content type='html'>...NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to do my Filipino reaction paper (and it's due tomorrow)! As nerdy as it may seem, I actually want to finish it as soon as possible so that I won't have to torture my poor brain cells later. Yes, I cannot write decently in Filipino. The Filipino words that I use aren't exactly deep and most of them are quite...modern? XD Ah, the irony of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear the thunder. I pray that it doesn't strike the transformer once again. I need to finish my homework. -gasp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously need to stop blogging now and start my Filipino reaction paper. But sadly, I don't know what to write about exactly. And no one knows the format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I responsible or what? :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-2959920331669723961?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2959920331669723961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/2959920331669723961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/bring-on-thunder.html' title='Bring on the thunder.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5750796260278358161</id><published>2008-09-06T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:07:49.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='card-giving'/><title type='text'>Family Day/Card-Giving</title><content type='html'>For the first time, I came to the Family Day alone. My dad obviously couldn't go while my mom had to attend to my brothers. She only came to school at 1300 to get my report card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit late since the people have already assembled in the oval. To my surprise, I saw that there were only six people from Potassium. Anyway, we marched around the oval and then we headed to the gym for the closing ceremony and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last year, I only helped my batch in Cramming Time. All I can say is that TJ Mora made me feel lucky...and that my left shoulder hurt a lot afterwards. Pity that we didn't win though. &lt;em&gt;Sayang yung pinaghirapan namin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The batch lunch was better than last year. First of all, the venue (ASTB) was better than last year's venue (fourth floor auditorium). Second, the food (Kenny Rogers!) was good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom came, we immediately headed to Room 314 (Champaca room!) to get my report card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life's greatest adventure is doing one's very best." - Sir Chuckie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I never thought that my adviser and biology teacher could be that...deep? XD Anyway, I think he's implying that I'm not doing my best which is actually true. ^_^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5750796260278358161?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5750796260278358161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5750796260278358161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-daycard-giving.html' title='Family Day/Card-Giving'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-9022942837925909120</id><published>2008-09-05T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T05:08:07.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanities week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foundation day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent show'/><title type='text'>Humanities Week: Day 5</title><content type='html'>Today was also Foundation Day. As always, everyone was required to attend the ceremony in the gym. A Pisay alumnus gave a speech, and a lot of people were recognized -- from the people who got into the Director's List to the Pisay graduates who have the right to brag that they're cum laudes/magna cum laudes/summa cum laudes. Oh, and don't forget the teachers who have been teaching in Pisay for so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talent show was fun. As much as I want to say that all of the performances were awesome, only a few gave "WOW!" performances, a lot gave "It's all right." performances, and one gave a "Er...at least confident &lt;em&gt;siya.&lt;/em&gt;" performance. Because she was just awesome, I would like to say: &lt;strong&gt;Isabel Serrano, you really are talented. You should have won first place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-9022942837925909120?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/9022942837925909120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/9022942837925909120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/humanities-week-day-5.html' title='Humanities Week: Day 5'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5385743453205955996</id><published>2008-09-04T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:44:51.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guidance center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sambunot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanities week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college courses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sir chuckie'/><title type='text'>Humanities Week: Day 4</title><content type='html'>The morning was spent in the ASTB. Everyone who participated in the competitions did well. (Go Aldrich! You were great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Potassium was required to play sambunot for PE, I missed out on some parts of the fashion show. I still got to see Senga act gay though. And I also saw Keziah model. (She should have won the Best Female Model Award. Well, at least that's what I think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was spent in the guidance center (since there's aircon). Since we had nothing else to do, Francis (Infante), Vinz, Oona, David, and I "let destiny take its course" by playing around with the list of courses that PSHS scholars are allowed to take in college. Sheesh, everyone else kept on getting courses that suit them. I, on the other hand, kept on getting courses such as plant pathology, soil science, agronomy, and PACKAGING ENGINEERING. Talk about unsuitable. And I didn't even know what agronomy is until Sir Chuckie told me. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5385743453205955996?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5385743453205955996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5385743453205955996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/humanities-week-day-4.html' title='Humanities Week: Day 4'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-5892400970647066954</id><published>2008-09-03T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:51:56.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avril lavigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayaw interpretasyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanities week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dikum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Humanities Week: Day 3</title><content type='html'>Today went from SAD to FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be blunt, Potassium's Dikum performance was a disaster. I have a strong feeling that we got last place. (This is my personal opinion so if you disagree with me, please do not kill me.) I don't blame anyone though. A class that fails together stays together. We'll redeem ourselves in the near future (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to CESIUM, RUBIDIUM, and STRONTIUM. All of you gave such awesome performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sayaw Interpretasyon of the fourth years was worth watching. I'm actually nervous now. I can't dance at all. And I'm not actually the best lights person. &lt;em&gt;What's going to happen to me next year?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the Sayaw Interpretasyon, I was very surprised with the results. Even though I like the performances of the three sections that got the top places, I thought that Electron would get third place (at least). A lot of people want to complain. Good luck to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to MUON, TAU, and TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To complete this day, I went to Avril Lavigne's concert! And I had fun. A lot of fun. My vocal chords are still tired from screaming and singing out loud (yes, you read that right). I just hope that I don't lose my voice tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-5892400970647066954?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5892400970647066954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/5892400970647066954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/humanities-week-day-3.html' title='Humanities Week: Day 3'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-3404026799957995001</id><published>2008-09-02T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:26:53.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alibata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kkkwiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanities week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dikum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acle'/><title type='text'>Humanities Week: Day 2</title><content type='html'>Since I was able to keep away from the sun's heat rays, I can say that this day was better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alibata, though initially boring, turned out to be a very interesting and fun ACLE. I don't regret choosing this at all. Thanks to this ACLE, I learned why "bakla" is the Filipino translation for "gay." XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The KKKwiz was fine. It's too bad that LC's team didn't win. I was able to answer the audience question because LC gave me the answer. The prizes were a pack of Choco Mani (which I willingly gave away to Potassium and some other people) and a pad of sticky notes. I think I shall use the latter. It might actually let me earn some points in organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, Dikum's tomorrow. I still don't think that we're prepared. Lots of cramming will be done tomorrow. May God guide me as I play tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-3404026799957995001?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/3404026799957995001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/3404026799957995001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/humanities-week-day-2.html' title='Humanities Week: Day 2'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-1463647616052765269</id><published>2008-09-01T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:02:38.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanities week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Humanities Week: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Of all the days to forget my bottle of sunblock, it just had to be this day. My arms, my face, and even my shoulders have paid the painful price for my ignorance. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;sarcasm&gt;-sarcasm- I knew that the oval was going to be piping hot in the morning. I knew that the CO's would be stricter than last year. I also knew that my team would be forced to burn under the sun since we would have no shady place to cool off. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And really, I enjoyed every second spent under the sun. I enjoyed watching my classmates suffer from headaches, nosebleeds, and thirst. I enjoyed tolerating their tempers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really, something like this should happen again. -sarcasm-&lt;/sarcasm&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0800 hours, we were required to march into the oval by house. Green Team was supposed to be the sixth house to march (since Ruby is in the team) but for some reason, we were the last to march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the performances, I really can't comment on any of them since I wasn't able to watch. Most of my time in the oval was spent on hunting for shade and trying to ignore the fact that I was getting darker by the second. Ah, let us not forget the yearning for escape from the oval and from the CO's who prevented anyone from leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to leave the oval though...for a few minutes. Before I knew it, I was running back to the oval with my "lunch", drinks, bag, and Kit's bag and jug. Luckily, Justine, Oona, and Kit were able to make it back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I actually took part in the games. Even though we lost at our first match in the Tug of War, it was still fun. As for the Premyo o Bayong, Justine said that we should respect the game for a while. After answering two questions correctly, we purposely made the wrong choice just to get ourselves eliminated. The rest of the morning was spent under the shade of the kalachuchi trees. But it made no difference. My arms and my face were already badly burnt by the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, we were free from that hellhole commonly known as the Pisay oval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing really happened after that besides resting and tree planting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lessons have I learned from this day? Sunblock is important. The same can be said for water. And the oval is the worst possible venue for the opening ceremonies and the games if the weather is sunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-1463647616052765269?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1463647616052765269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/1463647616052765269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/humanities-week-day-1.html' title='Humanities Week: Day 1'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-7627516175578937977</id><published>2008-08-29T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:15:20.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanities week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potassium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dikum'/><title type='text'>Anxiety is a disease that can kill.</title><content type='html'>Since the annual Humanities Week is just around the corner, it is necessary for Potassium to &lt;em&gt;practice hard&lt;/em&gt; for Dikum. So far, the singers - or rather, the "songers" - are already good. As for the instrument people (we have no cool name), that's a very different story. ^_^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really nervous. I still tend to make mistakes since I &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;get lost once the "songers" start singing. I can barely hear myself playing and my confidence dramatically decreases. The fear of messing up is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada and the others want to remake my instrument again. Apparently, the Activade bottles produce high notes. We wouldn't want the "songers" to sing in falsetto thoughout the entire song. Have mercy on their vocal chords!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem: Aldrich is supposed to play the same instrument as I. The leaders fear that the audience won't be able to hear my playing if I were alone. Even though the thought of playing alone still bothers me, I am infinitely bothered with the fact that &lt;em&gt;Aldrich and I are not synchronized whenever we try playing together. &lt;/em&gt;So much for making life easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to Potassium. Good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-7627516175578937977?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7627516175578937977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/7627516175578937977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/anxiety-is-disease-that-can-kill.html' title='Anxiety is a disease that can kill.'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-9042033612696368054</id><published>2008-08-27T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:57:30.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='str'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rrl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Desperation?</title><content type='html'>For the sake of doing (and submitting) my STR RRL, I have decided to stay at my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too desperate yet, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was too impatient to wait my cousin (he lives with my grandma) to come home from school to help me connect my laptop to the internet, I barged into his bedroom and (miraculously) managed to establish a connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation? Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness he didn't get mad at me. Or at least he doesn't seem to be mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should obviously finish my STR RRL now but here I am, blogging. Hurrah for procrastination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-9042033612696368054?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/9042033612696368054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/9042033612696368054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/desperation.html' title='Desperation?'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261563062657500480.post-669016884498403109</id><published>2008-08-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:57:51.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potassium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john john'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dikum'/><title type='text'>I'm sleepy (again).</title><content type='html'>Is anyone willing to help this CSS dunce? For some reason, there’s something wrong with the codes from the layouts in Blogskins. Either that or I haven’t done something that I should do to the codes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potassium, well, less than half of Potassium had Dikum practice at Courtney’s place today but Pisay was the original meeting place. For obvious reasons, I decided to ride in Oona’s car. John John came along. We stopped by McDo for a while to eat breakfast (the second one for me [yes, I am a glutton]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice was supposed to end at 1700 but Oona and I decided to leave at 1630. She still had to do the Chemistry lab reps and I still had to go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven’t done any of my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m already sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll just sleep now and I’ll cram my homework tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good plan, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that's a rhetorical question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261563062657500480-669016884498403109?l=3xyyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/669016884498403109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261563062657500480/posts/default/669016884498403109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3xyyyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-anyone-willing-to-help-this-css.html' title='I&apos;m sleepy (again).'/><author><name>Trixy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933115143462430802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
