<?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-592225349060796437</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:00:40.709+06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Silliness I Find in Me</title><subtitle type='html'>Ideas in my mind appear then pass by,
I often try to catch them but it seems they know how to fly!
I really don't do this intentionally,
it's just sometimes i get a little silly!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592225349060796437.post-3154094584559122243</id><published>2010-10-20T22:40:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:43:14.296+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally! I've been trying to recover this account for ages! I know nobody reads my blog but it's pretty useful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can let everything in my mind out. I have a release. I can escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you google! hahahaha It pays to remember your secret question. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3154094584559122243?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3154094584559122243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3154094584559122243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3154094584559122243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3154094584559122243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6437094840834628800</id><published>2009-03-22T04:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:05:43.940+06:00</updated><title type='text'>marine biology</title><content type='html'>i realized i could've taken marine biology at san carlos..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but then i realized...*dami kong na realize..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'll be too close to that darned law school hahahahahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it was accountancy there, or masskom at up... hehehehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nagkatawa ko da :)) ....  ge lng, i still have a lot of opportunities...if i survive all the dugongs in my life :)) hahahhaha &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6437094840834628800?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6437094840834628800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6437094840834628800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6437094840834628800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6437094840834628800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2009/03/marine-biology.html' title='marine biology'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8811599390872678835</id><published>2009-03-06T13:40:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:40:40.083+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dracula's crazy antics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/77/8"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/77/10"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/77/10"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.myatz.multiply.com/image/4/photos/77/300x300/10/DSC03067.JPG?et=,zhFjuoWCsHCTrM9ABo94w&amp;nmid=118575311" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://myatz.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/77/10"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" size="3"&gt;my dog doesn't know how to grab a bone..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But he's a master at grabbing hotdogs, Nova, Mr. chips and shakoy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;note: he hates piattos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myatz.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/77/8"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 227px;height: 228px;" class="alignleft" src="http://images.myatz.multiply.com/image/10/photos/77/300x300/8/DSC03065.JPG?et=kaJ+tuTc37,NOvk3I5u8WQ&amp;nmid=118575311" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;Oh, he also thinks that slippers are his plates &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and  dog food&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt; is only for desperate moments a.k.a we're not home or asleep..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myatz.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/77/19"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px;height: 208px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.myatz.multiply.com/image/6/photos/77/300x300/19/DSC03076.JPG?et=3TzDNHF2BWdnUGR5OMaxNQ&amp;nmid=118575311" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WHAT?!!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dedicate this post to the bread i was saving for my midnight snack... shhesshhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8811599390872678835?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8811599390872678835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8811599390872678835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8811599390872678835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8811599390872678835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2009/03/dracula-crazy-antics.html' title='Dracula&amp;#39;s crazy antics...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-9015593593571840317</id><published>2009-02-23T07:08:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:08:24.632+06:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend in hell</title><content type='html'>yun lang po..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;happy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;fun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;fear&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and lots of anger and self pity..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yun lang...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-9015593593571840317?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/9015593593571840317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=9015593593571840317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9015593593571840317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9015593593571840317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-in-hell.html' title='weekend in hell'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6743316324387127317</id><published>2009-01-25T17:13:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:13:07.417+06:00</updated><title type='text'>funniest clip ever! you just gotta click it! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mytwinhauntsme.com/"&gt;www.funniestjoke.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe..enjoy! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6743316324387127317?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6743316324387127317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6743316324387127317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6743316324387127317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6743316324387127317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/funniest-clip-ever-you-just-gotta-click.html' title='funniest clip ever! you just gotta click it! :)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1460093806714625546</id><published>2008-11-23T14:16:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:16:09.765+06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN A LIZARD CAN, WHY CAN'T WE ? </title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I never knew the scary "tiki" can play such a nice part in a story... the last story that i read was about a guy who took his mother's heart to prove his love to his girlfriend... nyahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="blue" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size: 13.5pt;color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="blue"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="blue"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;color: blue;"&gt;This is a true story that happened in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227445791_7"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan broke open the wall. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there &lt;br&gt;because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He saw this and felt pity, and at the same time curious, as when he checked&lt;br&gt;the nail, it was nailed 10 years ago when the house was first built.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What happened? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lizard had survived in such position for 10 years ! In a dark wall&lt;br&gt;partition for 10 years without moving, it is impossible and mind-boggling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then he  wondered how this lizard survived for 10 years!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;font size="4" color="blue" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;color: blue;"&gt;Without moving a single step - since its foot was nailed ! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, what it had been doing, &lt;br&gt;and what and how it had been eating. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later, not knowing from where it came, appeared another lizard, with food &lt;br&gt;in its mouth. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ah! He was stunned and touched deeply. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the lizard that was stuck by nail, another lizard had been feeding it &lt;br&gt;for the past 10 years... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Imagine ! it had been doing that untiringly for 10 long years, without &lt;br&gt;giving up hope on its partner. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Think. Would you do that for your partner ? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Think. Would you do it for your Mom who brought you after a big &lt;br&gt;struggle of nine long months ? &lt;br&gt;Or for your Dad, Friends, brothers and sisters ? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Imagine what a small creature can do that a creature blessed with a &lt;br&gt;brilliant mind can't.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1460093806714625546?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1460093806714625546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1460093806714625546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1460093806714625546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1460093806714625546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-lizard-can-why-can-we.html' title='WHEN A LIZARD CAN, WHY CAN&amp;#39;T WE ? '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-359326523827321839</id><published>2008-11-18T18:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:06:34.081+06:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost something!</title><content type='html'>i seem to have lost my debut pics...  :( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm acting cool bout it coz i can't do anything about it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i just fixed my external HD and they're gone... i remember uploading them to multiply but they're not here.... T_T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;please kinsa naa copy?! ..... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it was one of my best memories in college.... :( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;T_T&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-359326523827321839?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/359326523827321839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=359326523827321839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/359326523827321839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/359326523827321839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-lost-something.html' title='i lost something!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8498685119339823751</id><published>2008-11-17T18:52:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:52:44.802+06:00</updated><title type='text'>on more sem..</title><content type='html'>one more sem..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;                     Just one more.........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;one more sem...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;                     to endure... then this damn course will be out of my hair... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8498685119339823751?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8498685119339823751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8498685119339823751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8498685119339823751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8498685119339823751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-more-sem.html' title='on more sem..'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2771611181270461293</id><published>2008-11-11T20:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:12:10.537+06:00</updated><title type='text'>a crazy midnight surprise!</title><content type='html'>At around eleven thirty pm on Nov 11, 2008... i was already preparing to go to sleep...&lt;br&gt;i've been up late for the past few days so i thought turning in earlywould do me some good.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then at around 12midnight, just when i was at the end of another chapter of my book with droopy eyes accompanied by long, deep yawns.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a crazy group started caroling outside our door... i live at the third floor of an apartment building so this was Highly unusual... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hurriedly fixed our things and opened the door.. then, lo and behold, my crazy friends were singing me carols while carrying a birthday cake!! hehehehe i was seriously surprised this time... they even fulfilled my long awaited introduction to balot eating.. mango cake with balot you ask? yep, like i said, they're crazy hahahaha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you so much for the crazy surprise guys!! hehehehe.. i soooo love you hehehhe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3am.After one movie, two pizzas, two 1.5's and an egg on my head, we're still on a high! hahahaha....actually they are laughing out loud to moymoy palaboy this moment... hahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i just love these guys...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;chelle, chik.. seriously wa ko kasabot ninyo kanina.. hahahaha mura pud mo ug high dara sa manila! hahahah :p &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks guys!! &lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2771611181270461293?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2771611181270461293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2771611181270461293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2771611181270461293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2771611181270461293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-midnight-surprise.html' title='a crazy midnight surprise!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7696695847849732898</id><published>2008-11-11T13:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:19:07.082+06:00</updated><title type='text'>DAncewarzz 2009- The 1st Cebu hiphop championship!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO BE THE BEST HIPHOP DANCE CREW OF CEBU? THEN PROVE IT!!!!! JOIN DANCEWARZZ 09...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENERAL RULES and GUIDELINES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;ol style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dancewarzz is a HIPHOP Dance Championship open to ALL CEBU dance groups. A Group CAN either represent a school or an independent group.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A group may have a minimum of 8 and a maximum of 10 members. Members can be all male, female or mixed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Registration for the competition is FREE but ticket selling is required. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The competition is open to the top TWENTY (20) groups. In the case that more than twenty will register, an elimination round will be held.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li value="5"&gt;To register, download the official form at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.dancewarzz.com&lt;/span&gt; and send it to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;info@dancewarzz.com&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dancewarzz@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MECHANICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The group must present their ORIGINAL hip-hop routine. It may be a combination of street dance disciplines which incorporates the look, music, attitude, posture and street dance style to make it uniquely hip-hop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A group is given a maximum of 3 minutes to perform. In the event that a group exceeds the given time, a point will be deducted for every succeeding second.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elimination round will be announced.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Competition proper will be on February 21, 2009 (Details will be announced).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;         &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRITERIA FOR JUDGING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Originality and Creativity			30%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skills						30%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Energy and Execution				30%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Audience Impact				10%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;         &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR DETAILS, INQUIRIES and RESERVATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" color="#ffffff"&gt;Please contact: OLIVER – 0916-3825960 or visit our website, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.dancewarzz.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7696695847849732898?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7696695847849732898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7696695847849732898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7696695847849732898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7696695847849732898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/dancewarzz-2009-1st-cebu-hiphop.html' title='DAncewarzz 2009- The 1st Cebu hiphop championship!!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-315736289246056594</id><published>2008-11-11T08:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:41:04.313+06:00</updated><title type='text'>the day before my day...</title><content type='html'>tomorrow, i'll have to say goodbye to the ~teen years... coz officially, i'll be part of the ~ty guys na.. hahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;twenty... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;shucks... it'll be hard to use my age as an excuse to avoid housework na... i'm an adult na daw... daw ha.. :D if you ask me, deep down inside i'm still a kid who loves to play, eat and sleep... hahaha but since i'm the youngest, i'm entitiled to act this way on certain times.. bwahahahha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well, how did i spend my day?.. i went to school, went home after, had a nap, bothered my bro then CLEANED the apartment... weeirrrd... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now i have to go down and eat... i skipped lunch so i could CLEAN... what the heck is wrong with me.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i did lots of random things today.. including this entry!.. i don't care if it's not a fun read hehehe .. i just want to do something silly after mopping the entire house ..... &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-315736289246056594?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/315736289246056594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=315736289246056594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/315736289246056594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/315736289246056594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-before-my-day.html' title='the day before my day...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3450881944330977371</id><published>2008-11-10T18:31:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:31:57.666+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Otaku Fest Digital Photography competition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="upotaku" author_possessive="upotaku's"&gt;   &lt;div&gt;1. The competition is open to all interested individuals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Photographs taken must be from the event itself, and can be of any theme or subject matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Photos taken must be from a DSLR or a Digital camera. Photos taken by camera phones are disqualified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Digital copies of the photographs are to be submitted on or before 5:30 PM of December 13 (a person will be in-charge). Late submissions will no longer be honored.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Photographers are entitled to one entry only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Photo manipulation is highly discouraged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Entries will be open for public viewing from 5:30pm-6:30pm. Winners will be chosen for the following categories: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      A) Voters’ choice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            A.1. Voting will start at around 5:30pm and will end at 6:30 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            A.2. One person 1 vote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            A.3. Photographers are not allowed to vote for their own work &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      B) Judges’ choice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            B.1. Judges are guided by a given criteria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            B.2. Judges' decisions are final and irrevocable       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Criteria for judging are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;    a) 50% content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             *The subject, topic or substance captured in the photograph.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            b) 50% composition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            *The arrangement or structure of the formal elements (balance, contrast, setting, etc.) that makes up an image. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Interested contestants may pre-register themselves by emailing the following specifications to upotaku@gmail.com:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      a. Full Name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      b. Type of camera to use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      c. Mobile number or email add &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Winning artists retain copyright over the submitted photos but ownership of the photos will be arranged with the Otaku Fest team for future activities for a period of 1 year. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3450881944330977371?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3450881944330977371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3450881944330977371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3450881944330977371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3450881944330977371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/otaku-fest-digital-photography.html' title='Otaku Fest Digital Photography competition!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3789556402915736429</id><published>2008-10-20T07:39:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:39:02.238+06:00</updated><title type='text'>kalbaryo sa bukid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my ghad!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;internet cafes here are soooooo ...oollldddd.. old.old.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ma amaze ko nila, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;mozilla is unknown, IE is super outdated, ym is older too and who the heck PERMANENTLY ATTACHES the mouse pad in one place|? my wrist is already sore...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;darn it... my gahd!!... i'll probably grow roots here while waiting for my mail to send... T_T...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i miss my computer... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at least...at LEAST there's still internet....nga super slow... nga amazing... ambot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3789556402915736429?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3789556402915736429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3789556402915736429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3789556402915736429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3789556402915736429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/10/kalbaryo-sa-bukid.html' title='kalbaryo sa bukid'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2509671477407364605</id><published>2008-10-10T13:44:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:44:34.707+06:00</updated><title type='text'>at the crossroad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myatz.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO8-AwoKCEYAACJGs9Q1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.myatz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO8-AwoKCEYAACJGs9Q1/crossroads.jpg?et=7caX%2B%2CZg2ra2qiVKDsGweg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;errr.... this is where i am right now.... riggghhttt in the middle... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As most of you would know, i have an awful sense of direction...i just didn't guess that it'll affect me this far... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i wish Monday would come sooner... [x_X]&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2509671477407364605?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2509671477407364605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2509671477407364605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2509671477407364605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2509671477407364605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-crossroad.html' title='at the crossroad...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3448090053207530377</id><published>2008-10-08T11:08:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:08:54.909+06:00</updated><title type='text'>a crazy.. yet relaxing afternoon..</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of our agonizing semester...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;done with our defense&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;done with devcomm internship&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;done with TV internship&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;done with advertising&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;done with everything that had us at each other's throats... teehee&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;finally.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;during our exam this morning.. 2 boxes of donuts, care of our prof, were our motivation to get our exam done as soon as possible...after that... poof! we became coco crunch! hahah btawbtaw joke ... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;some went home na..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;some slept..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;some ate to their heart's content&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;some wreaked havoc at Bibo's karaoke machines... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nadamay pa ang pikas cubicle (promise guys. i soo love your crazy antics.. hahahaha wish ko lang navideohan toh!! bhevz.. watch out sa imo latest release ha?! hahahahaha :D :D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;some went for a torture.. este massage session... :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but me..i bought myself some coffee and donuts then rode the taxi home... when i arrived, nobody was home yet and dracula was being the best puppy in the whole world..thank you God for this very rare and short oppurtunity to forget everything! hahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That 30 min taxi ride was probably the best time that i had for this entire sem...whew!... hahaaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S&lt;br&gt;The coffee has made me too hyper to take a nap... coffee high, coffee headache... ouch...&lt;br&gt;and i still have an exam this friday but that's okay.. at least i had the afternoon to myself hahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*still happy though... :D&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3448090053207530377?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3448090053207530377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3448090053207530377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3448090053207530377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3448090053207530377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-yet-relaxing-afternoon.html' title='a crazy.. yet relaxing afternoon..'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6527507650596554720</id><published>2008-10-06T14:16:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:16:35.171+06:00</updated><title type='text'>otaku fest 2.0!</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Otaku 1 was a success..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, many have asked if 2.0 is coming.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the answer&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" size="6"&gt;YUP!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuloy na tuloy po!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;watch out for &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" size="5"&gt;UP Otaku Fest 2.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for questions, email &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upotaku@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;keep posted for the official otaku fest website!!!&lt;br&gt; 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SyCip&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PRESIDENT EMERLINDA ROMAN, MEMBERS OF THE&lt;br&gt;FACULTY AND FRIENDS OF U.P.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;NOT BEING A GRADUATE OF THE LEADING EDUCATIONAL&lt;br&gt; INSTITUTION OF THE COUNTRY, I AM DEEPLY HONORED&lt;br&gt;THAT YOU HAVE INVITED ME TO BE ONE OF THE&lt;br&gt;SPEAKERS IN YOUR CELEBRATION OF A HUNDRED YEARS&lt;br&gt;OF SERVICE TO THE NATION.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IN TODAY'S TALK I INTEND TO RAISE A NUMBER OF&lt;br&gt; VERY FRANK QUESTIONS. SINCE YOU RECEIVE MORE&lt;br&gt;GOVERNMENT FUNDS THAN ANY OTHER EDUCATIONAL&lt;br&gt;INSTITUTION IN THE COUNTRY, I, AS A TAXPAYER,&lt;br&gt;MAY CLAIM THE RIGHT TO DO SO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I HOPE YOU WILL NOT CONSIDER THIS AS AN ABUSE&lt;br&gt; OF THE GRACIOUS INVITATION EXTENDED ME BY&lt;br&gt;PRESIDENT ROMAN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. GOING OVER THE BOOK *THE UNIVERSITY OF THE&lt;br&gt;PHILPPINES - A UNIVERSITY FOR FILIPINOS* WHICH&lt;br&gt;WAS PUBLISHED AS U.P. CELEBRATED ITS DIAMOND&lt;br&gt;JUBILEE TWENTY FIVE YEARS AGO, ONE CANNOT MISS&lt;br&gt; THE  INTRODUCTION THAT SAYS "...A U.P. DEGREE&lt;br&gt;HOLDER IS GENERALLY BELIEVED TO BE MORE CAPABLE&lt;br&gt;THAN MOST COLLEGE GRADUATES, AS WELL AS IMBUED&lt;br&gt;WITH A SENSE OF PURPOSE...WITH MINDS CAPABLE OF&lt;br&gt;NEW IDEAS AND PERCEPTIONS AND PASSIONATE&lt;br&gt; COMMITMENT TO THE SOCIAL GOOD".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IF U.P. HAS ACCURATELY CLAIMED THAT DURING THE&lt;br&gt;PAST 62 YEARS, AFTER WE LEFT THE U.S. UMBRELLA,&lt;br&gt;U.P. GRADUATES HAVE OCCUPIED THE PRESIDENTIAL&lt;br&gt;CHAIR FOR 46 YEARS, THEN I MAY ASK YOU "WHY ARE&lt;br&gt; WE IN SUCH A MESS?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OVER FIFTY YEARS AGO, WE WERE TOLD THAT WITH&lt;br&gt;OUR ADVANTAGES OF BEING A CHRISTIAN NATION AND&lt;br&gt;A DEMOCRACY, WE WILL BE, NEXT TO JAPAN, THE&lt;br&gt;LEADING NATION IN EAST ASIA. TODAY WE FIND&lt;br&gt; OURSELVES IN A STEADILY DECLINING POSITION&lt;br&gt;REGARDLESS OF WHAT MEASURE WE GO BY: POVERTY&lt;br&gt;INDEX, PER CAPITA SPENDING ON EDUCATION, CRIME&lt;br&gt;RATE, CORRUPTION RANKING, PEACE AND ORDER,&lt;br&gt;RURAL HEALTH, THE LIST GOES ON.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, WE HAVE EVEN FOUND  OURSELVES,&lt;br&gt;INSPITE OF OUR LARGE POPULATION, WITH THE&lt;br&gt;LAMENTABLE DISTINCTION OF BEING THE ONLY MAJOR&lt;br&gt;SOUTHEAST ASIAN NATION THAT DID NOT WIN ANY&lt;br&gt;MEDAL AT THE RECENTLY CONCLUDED OLYMPIC GAMES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CAN WE BLAME THE RELIGION SPAIN BROUGHT TO OUR&lt;br&gt; SHORES FIVE CENTURIES AGO FOR OUR LIMITATIONS&lt;br&gt;OR THE U.S. FOR THE FAILURE OF OUR DEMOCRACY?&lt;br&gt;SHOULDN'T OUR DECADES OF FREEDOM BE LONG ENOUGH&lt;br&gt;FOR US TO CORRECT ANY INHERITED&lt;br&gt;DISADVANTAGES?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WITH ALL THE TALENTED PEOPLE WE HAVE, WHY HAVE&lt;br&gt; WE NOT BEEN ABLE TO PRODUCE A LEE KWAN YEW, WHO&lt;br&gt;IN ONE GENERATION BROUGHT HIS PEOPLE IN SINGAPORE&lt;br&gt;TO INCOME LEVELS OF THE U.S. OR GERMANY?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OR A K. T. LI OF TAIWAN, A PHYSICS GRADUATE OF&lt;br&gt;CAMBRIDGE, WHO INTRODUCED THE COMPUTER TO EVERY&lt;br&gt; AGE GROUP IN TAIWAN SO THAT THIS SMALL COUNTRY&lt;br&gt;HAS BECOME THE LARGEST EXPORTER OF COMPUTERS AND&lt;br&gt;COMPONENTS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OR A MAHATHIR OF MALAYSIA WHO GREATLY IMPROVED&lt;br&gt;INFRASTRUCTURE AND  INCREASED INCOME LEVELS OF&lt;br&gt;ALL CITIZENS IN A MIXED SOCIETY OF MALAYS,&lt;br&gt;CHINESE AND INDIANS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OR A GENERAL PARK OF SOUTH KOREA WHOSE TOUGH&lt;br&gt;AND DISCIPLINED ADMINISTRATION INDUSTRIALIZED A&lt;br&gt;COUNTRY WHERE THE LARGE FIRMS SUCCESSFULLY&lt;br&gt; COMPETED WITH THE COMPANIES OF ITS FORMER&lt;br&gt;COLONIAL MASTER?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OR A DENG HSIAO PING WHO RELEASED THE ENERGY OF&lt;br&gt;HIS PEOPLE TO ACHIEVE IN 25 YEARS THE GREATEST&lt;br&gt;REDUCTION OF POVERTY IN WORLD HISTORY?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WE DID HAVE THE PROMISE OF A RAMON MAGSAYSAY WHO&lt;br&gt; AS SECRETARY OF DEFENSE GREATLY IMPROVED PEACE&lt;br&gt;AND ORDER BUT WHOSE UNFORTUNATE EARLY DEATH 50&lt;br&gt;YEARS AGO PREVENTED HIM FROM CARRYING OUT A&lt;br&gt;PROGRAM TO IMPROVE THE LIVES OF THE&lt;br&gt;BOTTOM GROUP OF OUR PEOPLE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; THEN WE HAD RAFAEL SALAS, A BRILLIANT GRADUATE&lt;br&gt;OF U.P. IN 1969, FRESH FROM MANAGING THE&lt;br&gt;TRANSFORMATION OF CHRONIC SHORTAGE INTO AN&lt;br&gt;ASTOUNDING PHILIPPINE RICE SUFFICIENCY&lt;br&gt;BREAKTHROUGH, SALAS ACCEPTED A  UNITED&lt;br&gt;NATIONS OFFER TO HEAD A FLEDGLING FUND. HE&lt;br&gt;BELIEVED AT THE U.N. THERE WOULD BE A POSSIBLITY&lt;br&gt;OF MAKING A CONTRIBUTION TO SOLVING WHAT HE&lt;br&gt;THOUGHT WAS BECOMING ONE OF THE WORLD'S MAJOR&lt;br&gt;PROBLEMS - POPULATION. HE THOUGHT THAT&lt;br&gt; THE SAME STRATEGIES EMPLOYED IN THE RICE&lt;br&gt;SUFFICIENCY PROGRAM, WOULD WORK IN&lt;br&gt;A SOPHISTICATED INTERNATIONAL ENVIRONMENT&lt;br&gt;AS THEY DID IN TRADITION BOUND PHILIPPINE RURAL&lt;br&gt;COMMUNITIES. IN FACT HE WAS PROVEN RIGHT.&lt;br&gt; ALEX MARSHALL OF THE UNITED NATIONS POPULATION&lt;br&gt;FUND WRITES:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"THE CONSENSUS WHICH SALAS BUILT IS MORE THAN&lt;br&gt;AN ACT OF DIPLOMACY. IT IS THE SOLID EVIDENCE OF&lt;br&gt;THE RECOGNITION WORLDWIDE OF THE IMPORTANCE OF&lt;br&gt; POPULATION IN DEVELOPMENT PROGRAMMES. IT HAS&lt;br&gt;HELPED TO CHANGE THE POLICIES OF GOVERNMENTS; IT&lt;br&gt;HAS HELPED TO CHANGE THE LIVES OF MILLIONS OF&lt;br&gt;PEOPLE. IT HAS SET MEN AND WOMEN FREE TO MAKE&lt;br&gt;CHOICES FOR THEMSELVES, AND HELPED SECURE&lt;br&gt; THE FUTURE OF CHILDREN YET UNBORN.  THEY AND ALL&lt;br&gt;OF US STAND IN HIS DEBT."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BUT FILIPINOS HAVE SURMISED THAT RAFAEL LEFT THE&lt;br&gt;PHILIPPINES BECAUSE HIS INTEGRITY AND COMPETENCE&lt;br&gt;COULD NOT SURVIVE IN A CLIMATE OF GOVERNMENT&lt;br&gt;CORRUPTION.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;WILL U.P. BE ABLE TO PRODUCE OTHER LEADERS LIKE&lt;br&gt;SALAS AND CAN THEY SUCCEED IN THE PHILIPPINE&lt;br&gt;POLITICAL SOIL?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IN 1983, THIRTY YEARS AFTER HE HAD GRADUATED FROM&lt;br&gt;THIS UNIVERSITY, AND AT THAT TIME AN UNDER SECRETARY&lt;br&gt; GENERAL AT THE UNITED NATIONS, HE RETURNED HERE&lt;br&gt;TO RECEIVE AN HONORARY DOCTOR OF LAWS DEGREE FROM&lt;br&gt;HIS ALMA MATER. AS SALAS THANKED THE UNIVERSITY&lt;br&gt;FOR THE HONOR CONFERRED ON HIM, HE ALSO TOOK&lt;br&gt;LEAVE BY ASKING THE QUESTION:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;"WHAT CAN THE SCHOLARS OF THIS UNIVERSITY DO TO&lt;br&gt;SOLVE THE PROBLEMS OF THE PHILIPPINES WHEN IT&lt;br&gt;WILL BE A COUNTRY OF 70 MILLION PEOPLE"?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HIS WIDOW, CARMELITA R. SALAS, THE HIGHLY RESPECTED&lt;br&gt;PHILIPPINE AMBASSADOR TO THE CZECH REPUBLIC,&lt;br&gt; SPEAKING AT THE WORLD  POPULATION DAY FORUM IN MANILA&lt;br&gt;THIS LAST JULY, POINTED TO THIS VERY SAME CONCERN.&lt;br&gt;TODAY, SHE SAID, THE PHILIPPINES IS A COUNTRY OF&lt;br&gt;89 MILLION, AND IN 2030 WILL BE CLOSE TO 140 MILLION.&lt;br&gt;AGAIN, RAFAEL WOULD HAVE ASKED THE SCHOLARS OF THIS&lt;br&gt; UNIVERSITY THE SAME QUESTION TODAY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I ASK: WHAT WOULD BE THEIR ANSWER?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;POST EDSA I, IN FEBRUARY OF 1987, WHEN FREEDOM IN THE&lt;br&gt;PHILIPPINES HAD BEEN WON WITH WHAT THE WORLD WOULD&lt;br&gt;KNOW AS "PEOPLE POWER", SALAS WAS KEYNOTE SPEAKER AT&lt;br&gt; THE DISTRICT MEETING OF ROTARY CLUBS IN MANILA. IN&lt;br&gt;A SPEECH THAT ONE ROTARIAN REFERRED TO AS THE BEST&lt;br&gt;SONA HE HAD EVER HEARD, RAFAEL SPOKE ON "MANAGING THE&lt;br&gt;AFTERMATH". LET ME READ TO YOU PART OF WHAT HE SAID:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;"BUT THIS FREEDOM CANNOT BE FULLY EXERCISED UNLESS&lt;br&gt;THERE IS ORDER. GOVERNMENTS ARE INSTITUTED TO INSURE&lt;br&gt;PEACE, STABILITY AND CONTINUITY; TO ENABLE THE&lt;br&gt;CITIZENS TO PLAN THEIR FUTURE AND INSURE THE SURVIVAL&lt;br&gt; AND GROWTH OF THEIR  CHILDREN. THE RESUMPTION OF&lt;br&gt;HOSTILITIES WITH THE NPA AND THE CONSTANT THREAT OF&lt;br&gt;REBELLION IN MINDANAO AND A VERY HIGH INCIDENCE OF&lt;br&gt;CRIME ARE POINTERS OF THE LACK OF ORDER I SPEAK OF.&lt;br&gt;INSECURITY STIFLES PRODUCTIVITY. NO LONG-TERM&lt;br&gt; INVESTMENT AND HIGH PRODUCTIVITY CAN BE ENCOURAGED&lt;br&gt;WHEN BUSINESSMEN FEEL UNCERTAIN AND INSECURE. THE&lt;br&gt;ADMINISTRATION HAS EXERTED A SINCERE EFFORT TO&lt;br&gt;RESOLVE THESE PROBLEMS. BUT TIME PRESSES. ORDER MUST&lt;br&gt;PREVAIL. A FREE SOCIETY CANNOT BE MOBILIZED FOR&lt;br&gt; DEVELOPMENT UNLESS THERE IS A FEELING OF SAFETY&lt;br&gt;AND CONFIDENCE IN THE FUTURE."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE SAME SPEECH WOULD HAVE BEEN RELEVANT POST EDSA II.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HOW PROPHETIC AND UNFORTUNATE THAT THINGS HAVE NOT&lt;br&gt;CHANGED THE PAST 20 YEARS!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;BUT "WHY" WE MUST ASK OURSELVES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LET US BEGIN BY FOCUSING ON EDUCATION.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WE TEND TO UNFAIRLY BLAME EVERY CURRENT ADMINISTRATION&lt;br&gt;FOR OUR PROBLEMS. BUT CAN'T WE SEE THAT THE STEADY&lt;br&gt;DECLINE OF EDUCATIONAL  STANDARDS IS THE CUMULATIVE&lt;br&gt;EFFECT OF THE NEGLECT OF MANY ADMINISTRATIONS AND THE&lt;br&gt;UNWILLINGNESS TO ADOPT LONG TERM SOLUTIONS TO PROBLEMS&lt;br&gt;THAT CANNOT BE SOLVED BY A RIBBON CUTTING EVENT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE SUCCESS OR FAILURE OF ANY ORGANIZATION DEPENDS&lt;br&gt; UPON ITS POLICIES AND EFFORTS ON DEVELOPING ITS&lt;br&gt;HUMAN RESOURCES. FOR A NATION TO ADOPT SHORT TERM&lt;br&gt;POLICIES ON EDUCATION IS NATIONAL SUICIDE! DOESN'T THE&lt;br&gt;SOLUTION OF PEACE AND ORDER PROBLEMS DEPEND UPON&lt;br&gt;RELATIVELY EQUAL EDUCATIONAL OPPORTUNITIES FOR&lt;br&gt; THE RICH AND POOR, FOR THE CHRISTIANS AND MOSLEMS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. WE AS A NATION ARE PROUD TO HAVE A UNIVERSITY OLDER&lt;br&gt;THAN HARVARD. PROUD THAT U.P. CELEBRATES THE SUCCESS&lt;br&gt;OF A HUNDRED YEARS. WE ARE PROUD OF ATENEO, LA SALLE&lt;br&gt; AND MANY OTHER CATHOLIC UNIVERSITIES WHERE MEN AND&lt;br&gt;WOMEN OF UPPER INCOME GROUPS ARE EDUCATED.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WE PRAISE THESE INSTITUTIONS OF LEARNING BUT AS A&lt;br&gt;NATION WE SEEM TO ACCEPT THE SCANDALOUSLY HIGH&lt;br&gt;NATIONAL  DROPOUT RATES OF STUDENTS IN BASIC&lt;br&gt;EDUCATION. THE FIGURES ARE WORSE IN MOSLEM AREAS AND&lt;br&gt;IN POOR COMMUNITIES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IN MANY TOWNS AND VILLAGES, SYNERGEIA, LED BY NENE&lt;br&gt;GUEVARA, AND WORKING WITH MAYORS AND COMMUNITY&lt;br&gt; LEADERS WHO WANT CHANGE, HAS IMPROVED LITERACY RATES.&lt;br&gt;BUT MUCH, MUCH GREATER NATIONAL EFFORTS ARE NEEDED.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AS THE RECIPIENT OF THE LARGEST OF GOVERNMENT EDUCATION&lt;br&gt;FUNDS, SHOULDN'T U.P. ENDEAVOR TO ENLIST ITS MANY&lt;br&gt; SUCCESSFUL AND WEALTHY ALUMNI IN A CAMPAIGN TO RETURN&lt;br&gt;TO THEIR ALMA MATER THE BENEFITS THEY HAVE RECEIVED&lt;br&gt;FROM THE SCHOOL AND THUS ENABLE MORE FUNDS TO BE&lt;br&gt;DIVERTED FROM U.P. AND ALLOCATED TO BASIC EDUCATION?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; SHOULD THE STUDENTS FROM UPPER INCOME GROUPS NOT BE&lt;br&gt;ASKED TO PAY FOR THE FULL COST OF EDUCATION? WHEN&lt;br&gt;UPPER INCOME FAMILIES SEND THEIR CHILDREN ABROAD,&lt;br&gt;THEY DO PAY "FULL TUITION". SHOULD THEY NOT BE ASKED&lt;br&gt; TO DO THE SAME IN THEIR OWN COUNTRY?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAS U.P. STUDIED HOW  NEIGHBORING COUNTRIES HAVE&lt;br&gt;DROPPED POVERTY LEVELS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE ASIAN DEVELOPMENT BANK JUST RELEASED A REPORT&lt;br&gt;POINTING OUT THAT THE PHILIPPINES AND INDIA, WHO&lt;br&gt;CLAIM TO BE DEMOCRACIES, LAG BEHIND EAST ASIAN&lt;br&gt;COUNTRIES IN REDUCING POVERTY. CHINA AND VIETNAM,&lt;br&gt; BOTH AUTHORITARIAN STATES, ARE THE TWO COUNTRIES&lt;br&gt;THAT HAVE RAPIDLY REDUCED POVERTY. ARE THERE&lt;br&gt;LESSONS TO BE LEARNED HERE?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHY HAVE SINGAPORE AND THAILAND DEVELOPED HOSPITALS&lt;br&gt;FOR "MEDICAL TOURISM" WHILE WE SEND OUR EXCELLENT&lt;br&gt; DOCTORS AND NURSES TO DEVELOPED COUNTRIES? SHOULD&lt;br&gt;WE NOT ADVOCATE SOME SYSTEM WHERE DESTINATION&lt;br&gt;COUNTRIES COMPENSATE US FOR TRAINING THESE&lt;br&gt;PROFESSIONALS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ARE INWARD REMITTANCES OF POOR OVERSEAS WORKERS&lt;br&gt; WITH DIVIDED FAMILIES OFFSETTING OUTWARD REMITTANCES&lt;br&gt;OF UPPER INCOME FILIPINOS, EDUCATED IN SUBSIDIZED&lt;br&gt;SCHOOLS LIKE U.P., AND SETTING UP HOUSEHOLDS ABROAD?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU CAN, OF COURSE, TELL ME THAT THE WORLD IS FLAT&lt;br&gt; AND YOUNG  PEOPLE SHOULD BE FREE TO MOVE ANYWHERE. YES&lt;br&gt;- OUR YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN SHOULD GO ABROAD - IT WIDENS&lt;br&gt;THEIR HORIZON AND GIVES THEM THE SKILLS TO BETTER&lt;br&gt;SERVE THEIR COUNTRY. BUT WE SHOULD STRIVE TO KEEP&lt;br&gt;THEIR HEARTS FILIPINO AND WITH A RESOLVE THAT THEY&lt;br&gt; WILL RETURN TO SERVE IN THEIR COUNTRY'S DEVELOPMENT.&lt;br&gt;AND GOVERNMENT POLICY SHOULD WORK WITH THEM TO USE&lt;br&gt;ITS LIMITED RESOURCES TO REDUCE POVERTY AND IMPROVE&lt;br&gt;THE LIVES OF ALL CITIZENS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IS U.P. DOING ITS PART TO HELP GOVERNMENT ADOPT LONG&lt;br&gt; TERM EDUCATIONAL MEASURES TO ENSURE THIS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. WE ALL AGREE ON THE NEED OF NATIONAL UNITY. CAN&lt;br&gt;WE POINT TO THE POLITICS OF FRATERNITIES AS THE ROOT&lt;br&gt;OF THE EXCESSIVE TIME SPENT ON NATIONAL POLITICS? OR&lt;br&gt;IS THE LACK OF UNITY A BASIC DISADVANTAGE OF AN&lt;br&gt; ISLAND NATION?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IS THE SLUGGISH PACE OF ECONOMIC DEVELOPMENT THE&lt;br&gt;RESULT OF BLIND ACCEPTANCE OF WESTERN THINKING THAT&lt;br&gt;POLITICAL FREEDOM OR DEMOCRACY COMES AHEAD  OF&lt;br&gt;ECONOMIC FREEDOM? DOESN'T DEMOCRACY ASSUME THAT&lt;br&gt;THERE MUST BE THE "RULE OF LAW" WHICH IMPLIES AN&lt;br&gt;INDEPENDENT JUDICIARY WITH WELL TRAINED AND&lt;br&gt;WELL PAID HONEST LAWYERS? WHERE JUDGES MAY BE&lt;br&gt; POORLY PAID AND SUBJECT TO POLITICAL PRESSURES IS&lt;br&gt;IT POSSIBLE TO HAVE AN INDEPENDENT JUDICIARY LET&lt;br&gt;ALONE A WORKING DEMOCRACY?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;U.P. HAS PRODUCED EXCELLENT LAWYERS AND MANY OF&lt;br&gt;THE BAR TOPNOTCHERS THAT ARE MANAGING THE LARGE&lt;br&gt; LAW FIRMS - BUT ARE THEY LEADERS IN REFORMING&lt;br&gt;THE JUDICIAL SYSTEM?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. U.P. AND ASIA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HOW CLOSE IS U.P. TO RECOGNIZING THAT THE&lt;br&gt;PHILIPPINES IS PART OF ASIA AND THAT CHINA, INDIA&lt;br&gt;AND JAPAN WILL BE EXERTING MORE INFLUENCE ON OUR&lt;br&gt; FUTURE THAN THE U.S. AND EUROPE?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IS THE FACULTY OF U.P.'S SCHOOL OF ASIAN STUDIES&lt;br&gt;DEEPLY KNOWLEDGEABLE ABOUT THE CULTURE AND THE&lt;br&gt;POLITICAL THINKING OF OUR NEIGHBORS AND ARE THEY&lt;br&gt;PROFICIENT IN OTHER ASIAN LANGUAGES?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;EVEN JAPAN, VERY CLOSELY ALLIED  TO THE U.S., DOES&lt;br&gt;NOT HAVE THE GOVERNMENT OR ECONOMIC STRUCTURE OF&lt;br&gt;THE WESTERN WORLD. THE PARTY IN POWER HAS NOT&lt;br&gt;CHANGED FOR OVER 50 YEARS AND ITS CORPORATE&lt;br&gt;STRUCTURE AND BEHAVIOR ARE VERY DIFFERENT FROM&lt;br&gt; WESTERN FIRMS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WITH THE TOYOTA DONATION, YOU WILL AT LEAST HAVE&lt;br&gt;THE PHYSICAL STRUCTURE FOR THE SCHOOL OF ASIAN&lt;br&gt;STUDIES. BUT THE FACULTY IS EVEN MORE IMPORTANT&lt;br&gt;THAN THE BUILDING.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DOES OUR BEING THE ONLY CATHOLIC COUNTRY IN ASIA,&lt;br&gt; WITH AN EXTREMELY CONSERVATIVE CHURCH LEADERSHIP,&lt;br&gt;SEEN ONLY IN POLAND AND MALTA, HAMPER OUR CAPACITY&lt;br&gt;TO UNDERSTAND OUR ASIAN NEIGHBORS? WHAT IS THE ROLE&lt;br&gt;OF U.P. AS THE ONLY WELL KNOWN PHILIPPINE UNIVERSITY&lt;br&gt;THAT IS NOT CATHOLIC?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;WITH A 6% MOSLEM MINORITY AND OUR DEPENDENCE ON&lt;br&gt;IMPORTED ENERGY, DOES U.P. HAVE A FACULTY THAT IS&lt;br&gt;KNOWLEDGEABLE IN THE HISTORY AND CULTURE OF THE&lt;br&gt;MIDDLE EAST AND FLUENT IN ARABIC LANGUAGES?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TO FOLLOW U.S. POLICY, WHICH WILL HAVE TO  FAVOR&lt;br&gt;ISRAEL, CAN ONLY SPELL DISASTER FOR THE PHILIPPINES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAS U.P. STUDIED WHAT MEASURES SHOULD BE TAKEN&lt;br&gt;TO NARROW THE EDUCATION GAP BETWEEN CHRISTIANS&lt;br&gt;AND MOSLEMS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. U.P. CAMPUS&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ABOUT 10 DAYS AGO I WAS PRESENT AT THE CEREMONIES&lt;br&gt; WHEN TOYOTA, RESPONDING TO THE EFFORTS OF GEORGE TY,&lt;br&gt;AGREED TO DONATE THE VERY ATTRACTIVE P100 MILLION&lt;br&gt;BUILDING TO U.P. ITS ARCHITECT, JOSE DANILO SILVESTRE,&lt;br&gt;DEAN OF THE COLLEGE OF ARCHITECTURE, ASSURED ME THAT&lt;br&gt; HE AND OTHER ALUMNI LIKE MR. PALAFOX, NOTED URBAN&lt;br&gt;DESIGNER, WOULD BE WILLING TO DONATE THEIR TIME AND&lt;br&gt;EXPERTISE TO LANDSCAPE THE PRESENT CAMPUS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MAINTENANCE OF A "NEW" CAMPUS CAN BE ASSIGNED TO&lt;br&gt;BUILDING OCCUPANTS OR FRATERNITIES, OR STUDENT&lt;br&gt; ORGANIZATIONS. MAYBE YOU CAN COLLECT PARKING FEES&lt;br&gt;FROM CARS PARKED IN THE CAMPUS. TALENTED FILIPINO&lt;br&gt;ARTISTS AND SCULPTORS CAN THEN BE ENCOURAGED TO&lt;br&gt;DISPLAY THEIR WORK IN THE CAMPUS!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DOES U.P. HAVE A  DEVELOPMENT PLAN FOR ITS LARGE&lt;br&gt;CAMPUS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. U.P. AND TOURISM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OUR 3,000,000 ARRIVALS A YEAR ARE WAY BEHIND&lt;br&gt;OUR NEIGHBORS' 10 TO 12 MILLION VISITORS. TOURISM&lt;br&gt;BENEFITS ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE. OUR&lt;br&gt; PEOPLE ARE KNOWN TO BE THE MOST HOSPITABLE AND&lt;br&gt;FRIENDLY. WE ARE AHEAD OF OUR NEIGHBORS IN ENGLISH,&lt;br&gt;THE FIRST LANGUAGE OF TOURISM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHEN I VISITED BOHOL LAST YEAR I WAS TOLD THE&lt;br&gt;INFLUX OF GERMAN TOURISTS TO THE ATTRACTIVE ISLAND&lt;br&gt; IS DUE TO THE 200 GERMANS WHO HAVE HAPPILY&lt;br&gt;SETTLED THERE WITH THEIR FILIPINA WIVES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE HOSPITALITY INDUSTRY WILL BE THE GROWTH AREA&lt;br&gt;OF THE COUNTRY. WILL YOUR DIFFERENT SCHOOLS PLAY&lt;br&gt;A MAJOR ROLE IN ASSISTING SECRETARY DURANO&lt;br&gt; ACHIEVE HIS TARGETS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. U.P. AND AGRICULTURE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I HAVE MET MANY THAIS WHO ARE GRADUATES OF THE&lt;br&gt;PRESTIGIOUS LOS BAムOS AGRICULTURAL SCHOOL. BUT I&lt;br&gt;WONDER WHY THE THAIS, WHO USUALLY BRING BACK A&lt;br&gt;FILIPINA WIFE, HAVE MADE THAI  AGRICULTURE MUCH&lt;br&gt;MORE PRODUCTIVE AND EFFICIENT THAN WHAT WE HAVE&lt;br&gt;BEEN ABLE TO DO HERE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LET US TAKE NOTICE OF THE DOLE SUCCESS STORY. AS&lt;br&gt;DEAN OF THE BUSINESS SCHOOL, CESAR VIRATA HAD&lt;br&gt;STRONGLY ADVOCATED COOPERATION WITH LOS BAムOS.&lt;br&gt; THROUGH HIS EFFORTS, DOLE ESTABLISHED THEIR VERY&lt;br&gt;SUCCESSFUL AND PRODUCTIVE AGRI-BUSINESS OPERATIONS&lt;br&gt;IN MINDANAO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WITH THE CATHOLIC CHURCH'S CAMPAIGN AGAINST A&lt;br&gt;SOUND GOVERNMENT POPULATION POLICY, WHICH IN&lt;br&gt; TURN HAMPERS THE COUNTRY'S CAPACITY FOR ADDRESSING&lt;br&gt;ITS POPULATION GROWTH RATE, PERHAPS U.P.'S&lt;br&gt;CONTRIBUTION TO INCREASING RICE PRODUCTION, CAN&lt;br&gt;PREVENT A RECURRENCE OF THE PROBLEM THAT WE HAD&lt;br&gt;THIS YEAR!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I WAS ON THE BOARD OF A MALAYSIAN PALM OIL COMPANY&lt;br&gt;THAT WAS DIVERSIFYING INTO BAMBOO, THEY TOLD ME&lt;br&gt;THE BAMBOO EXPERTS WERE IN LOS BAムOS. YET WE&lt;br&gt;IMPORT BAMBOO SHOOTS FROM CHINA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SINCE AGRICULTURE IS STILL THE MOST IMPORTANT&lt;br&gt; PART OF OUR ECONOMY,  SHOULDN'T U.P. THEN, IN&lt;br&gt;COOPERATION WITH SUCCESSFUL FARMERS, PUT&lt;br&gt;PARTICULAR FOCUS ON THE STUDY AND IMPLEMENTATION&lt;br&gt;OF EFFICIENT FOOD PRODUCTION TO BRING FOOD&lt;br&gt;COSTS DOWN?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. ALUMNI RELATIONS&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; A NEW UNIVERSITY HAS THE DISADVANTAGE OF NOT&lt;br&gt;HAVING A SUCCESSFUL ALUMNI GROUP THAT YOU CAN&lt;br&gt;TAP FOR FUNDS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;U.P. HAS THE ADVANTAGE OF CELEBRATING A&lt;br&gt;CENTENNIAL WITH VERY DISTINGUISHED AND WEALTHY&lt;br&gt;GRADUATES IN PRACTICALLY EVERY FIELD OF ACTIVITY.&lt;br&gt; BUT HAS YOUR DEPENDENCE ON GOVERNMENT FUNDS&lt;br&gt;RESULTED IN A NEGLECT OF YOUR ALUMNI? HOW MANY&lt;br&gt;BUILDINGS, LABORATORIES, AUDITORIUMS,&lt;br&gt;PROFESSORIAL CHAIRS HAVE BEEN DONATED BY YOUR&lt;br&gt;MANY PROSPEROUS ALUMNI?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MANY OF THE FACILITIES AT THE PHILIPPINE&lt;br&gt; GENERAL HOSPITAL NEEDS IMPROVEMENT. YET THIS&lt;br&gt;WAS THE TRAINING GROUND OF MANY DOCTORS FROM&lt;br&gt;U.P. ONE VERY SOCIALLY RESPONSIBLE U.P. MEDICAL&lt;br&gt;SCHOOL GRADUATE IN THE U.S., WHO IS PLANNING&lt;br&gt;TO RETIRE HERE, TOLD ME HE WAS  SHOCKED WHEN&lt;br&gt;SOME OF HIS CLASSMATES HERE WERE BRAGGING ABOUT&lt;br&gt;HOW LITTLE TAXES THEY WERE PAYING INSPITE OF&lt;br&gt;THEIR LUXURIOUS HOUSES, CARS AND TRIPS ABROAD!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ARE YOUR ALUMNI AWARE THAT THEY CAN LEGALLY&lt;br&gt;REDUCE TAXES BY DONATING TO U.P.? MAYBE&lt;br&gt; YEARLY SEMINARS TO UPDATE YOUR GRADUATES&lt;br&gt;ON THE LATEST DEVELOPMENTS IN THEIR PROFESSION&lt;br&gt;CAN ENCOURAGE THEM TO GIVE AN ANNUAL&lt;br&gt;AMOUNT TO U.P.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I HAVE NO DOUBT THAT A WELL ORGANIZED AND&lt;br&gt;AGGRESSIVE ALUMNI RELATIONS OFFICE WILL YIELD&lt;br&gt; LARGE DIVIDENDS FOR U.P. AND THE NATION.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. FACULTY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE GREATNESS OF A UNIVERSITY IS ALWAYS MEASURED&lt;br&gt;BY ITS FACULTY. FACULTY THAT WILL INSPIRE NOT&lt;br&gt;MERELY INSTRUCT. MENTORS THAT WILL ENCOURAGE&lt;br&gt;LEARNING AND THE USE OF THIS KNOWLEDGE TOWARDS&lt;br&gt; NATION BUILDING.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A NATION'S PROGRESS IS ALSO DETERMINED BY WHAT&lt;br&gt;IT DOES TO DEVELOP ITS HUMAN RESOURCES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I READ THE REPORT OF YOUR NATIONAL COLLEGE OF&lt;br&gt;PUBLIC ADMINISTRATION  AND GOVERNANCE AND WAS&lt;br&gt;VERY IMPRESSED WITH THE QUALIFICATIONS OF THE&lt;br&gt;FACULTY AND LECTURERS. ASIDE FROM SEMINARS,&lt;br&gt;PUBLICATIONS AND WORKSHOPS, WON'T IT BE WONDERFUL&lt;br&gt;IF THEY CAN IMPLEMENT THE MANY CHANGES THEY ARE&lt;br&gt; ADVOCATING, IN BASIC EDUCATION, IN THE CIVIL&lt;br&gt;SERVICE, IN LOCAL GOVERNMENT AND IN THE FIGHT&lt;br&gt;AGAINST CORRUPTION?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MY CONTACTS WITH YOUR FACULTY ARE MAINLY FROM&lt;br&gt;YOUR EXCELLENT SCHOOL OF ECONOMICS AND THE&lt;br&gt;BUSINESS SCHOOL AND, OF COURSE, WITH CYNTHIA&lt;br&gt; BAUTISTA WHO HAS GIVEN INVALUABLE HELP TO THE&lt;br&gt;MAGSAYSAY FOUNDATION IN FOCUSING ON ITS&lt;br&gt;PLANS FOR THE NEXT 50 YEARS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IS THIS STANDARD OF EXCELLENCE I SEE ALSO FOUND&lt;br&gt;IN THE OTHER DEPARTMENTS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CAN U.P. ENCOURAGE ITS BRIGHT FACULTY TO PUBLISH&lt;br&gt; OBJECTIVE POSITION PAPERS ON NATIONAL ISSUES&lt;br&gt;THAT WILL STOP THE ENDLESS AND CONFUSING DEBATES&lt;br&gt;THAT ARE IN FULL PAGE ADS IN THE DAILY NEWSPAPERS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CONSIDERING THE CONTRIBUTION U.P. CAN MAKE IN&lt;br&gt;OUR  NATION'S FUTURE, SHOULD THIS UNIVERSITY&lt;br&gt;NOT HAVE A "THINK TANK" WITH EXPERTS FROM ITS&lt;br&gt;DIFFERENT SCHOOLS, POSSIBLY ALSO WORKING WITH&lt;br&gt;NON U.P. GRADUATES, TO STUDY WHERE THE NATION&lt;br&gt;IS TODAY, ITS NEGATIVES AND POSITIVES, AND&lt;br&gt; HOW IT COULD MOVE FORWARD IN THE NEXT 25 AND&lt;br&gt;50 YEARS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HOPEFULLY, OUR MANY BRIGHT PEOPLE WILL UNITE&lt;br&gt;BEHIND THIS PROGRAM TO REDUCE POVERTY AND PUT&lt;br&gt;THE PHILIPPINES AGAIN IN A RESPECTABLE&lt;br&gt;POSITION IN ASIA.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;MAYBE SOME OF THE QUESTIONS I HAVE RAISED&lt;br&gt;MAY BE EXPECTING TOO MUCH FROM AN EDUCATIONAL&lt;br&gt;INSTITUTION, WITH LIMITED FUNDS, TO SOLVE&lt;br&gt;ALL OF OUR NATIONAL PROBLEMS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BUT IT IS THE PRICE OF LEADERSHIP. THE&lt;br&gt; BRIGHTEST YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN COME TO YOUR&lt;br&gt;CAMPUS AND FOR THESE YOUNG MINDS, YOU MUST&lt;br&gt;ENDEAVOR TO ATTRACT AND RETAIN THE BEST&lt;br&gt;FACULTY IN EVERY SCHOOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IT IS MY PROFOUND HOPE THAT AGAINST ALL&lt;br&gt;CHALLENGES, THIS GREAT UNIVERSITY, WITH AN&lt;br&gt; INSPIRED ADMINISTRATION, A  STRONG FACULTY&lt;br&gt;AND AN ALUMNI CONSCIOUS OF ITS RESPONSIBILITY&lt;br&gt;TO THE NATION, CAN, TOGETHER WITH THE SECRETARY&lt;br&gt;OF EDUCATION, TAKE THE LEAD IN THE IMPLEMENTATION&lt;br&gt;OF MAJOR REFORMS IN OUR PUBLIC SCHOOLS, WITHOUT&lt;br&gt; WHICH POVERTY REDUCTION WILL BE DIFFICULT. AND&lt;br&gt;WITHOUT WHICH, EQUAL OPPORTUNITY FOR ALL ITS&lt;br&gt;CITIZENS TO BENEFIT FROM ECONOMIC GROWTH WILL NOT&lt;br&gt;BE ATTAINABLE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WITH THE PRESENT FINANCIAL DIFFICULTIES FACING&lt;br&gt; THE DEVELOPED WORLD, OPTIMISTS ARE IN SHORT&lt;br&gt;SUPPLY. BUT CAN WE HOPE THAT WE COULD FOLLOW THE&lt;br&gt;PATH OF IRELAND, ALSO A VERY STRONG CATHOLIC&lt;br&gt;COUNTRY, THAT WAS ABLE TO CONVINCE THE POLITICAL&lt;br&gt;PARTIES TO ADOPT A COMMON ECONOMIC PROGRAM WHICH&lt;br&gt; RESULTED IN THE RETURN OF THE YOUNG TALENTED&lt;br&gt;PEOPLE THAT HAD MIGRATED TO THE UNITED STATES&lt;br&gt;AND UNITED KINGDOM? CAN THE VERY COMPETENT AND&lt;br&gt;DISCIPLINED ECONOMISTS OF U.P. LEAD IN SUCH&lt;br&gt;AN EFFORT?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ONLY THEN CAN A UNITED, PEACEFUL AND PROSPEROUS&lt;br&gt; NATION  BECOME A REALITY!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;U.P. ALUMNI CLOSELY IDENTIFY THE OBLATION WITH&lt;br&gt;THEIR ALMA MATER. BUT HOW MANY OF THEM REALLY&lt;br&gt;KNOW THAT WHEN THE SCULPTOR TOLENTINO CREATED THIS&lt;br&gt;FIGURE OF A YOUNG MAN WHOSE ARMS ARE OUTSTRETCHED&lt;br&gt; IN A GESTURE OF SACRIFICE TO HIS COUNTRY AND&lt;br&gt;HUMANITY, THE ARTIST ALSO PLACED AT ITS FEET&lt;br&gt;A CLUSTER OF *KATAKALANTA *LEAVES, A PLANT THAT&lt;br&gt;RAPIDLY MULTIPLIES TO SYMBOLIZE, AS TOLENTINO&lt;br&gt;TELLS US THE "UNDYING STREAM OF HEROISM IN&lt;br&gt; THE FILIPINO RACE."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* *&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AS THIS UNIVERSITY CELEBRATES ITS HUNDREDTH&lt;br&gt;ANNIVERSARY I ASK A FINAL QUESTION: CAN WE&lt;br&gt;EXPECT FROM U.P.'S LEADERSHIP THIS HEROISM&lt;br&gt;THE COUNTRY BEGS FOR?    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3163764917380563373?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3163764917380563373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3163764917380563373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3163764917380563373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3163764917380563373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/10/up-heroism-that-country-begs-for.html' title='up: the heroism that the country begs for?'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7249161894705777556</id><published>2008-09-30T20:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:05:16.892+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn all viruses...</title><content type='html'>  my usb just died today.. crap!... my files my beloved files.. i know i shouldn't save impt. files with perma.. but saonz nlng! kelanagn eh!!!... huhuhhu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;super virus jud au!.. it ate 3gig worth of files... and now i found out that my computer is also infected! saon nlng jud... pagka jud.. huhuhuhuhu i don't want to reformat my PC.i CANT reformat my pc...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;leche jud ning virus! hmph... dili rba ma erase kay mag cge ra balik balik.... grrrr....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hopefully mawala na ni now.. ako magikon...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;guys i suggest you check your comps, esp laptops.. feel nko naay someone sa ato class nga naay virus nya wala lng nabantayan.. huuhuhuh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7249161894705777556?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7249161894705777556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7249161894705777556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7249161894705777556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7249161894705777556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-all-viruses.html' title='Damn all viruses...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6475001184105614674</id><published>2008-09-25T17:48:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:48:18.557+06:00</updated><title type='text'>salamat po :)</title><content type='html'>i've been to the lowest of the low&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waaayy beyond panicked, waaay beyond embarrased...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was so upset that i kept smiling and laughing and crying and i just didn't know what to do anymore...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm just thankful that you guys stayed by my side&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm also super thankful that i have a super understanding, overseer, "pick me up-per", taray, referee for a sister... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;how i wish you weren't miles away from home... yo'ure probably the only one who can calm me down like this .. thank you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6475001184105614674?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6475001184105614674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6475001184105614674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6475001184105614674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6475001184105614674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/salamat-po.html' title='salamat po :)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3042898588226574316</id><published>2008-09-24T17:25:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:25:53.380+06:00</updated><title type='text'>UP Pep Squad : a repost</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;It's about time we build our own team.&lt;br&gt;Our own cheerleading squad.&lt;br&gt;Ishagit og kusog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unibersidad ng Pilipinas - sa Sugbo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay, that sounds weird&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;Do you have what it takes to become a cheerleader?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-style: italic;" size="3"&gt;AUDITIONS!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP CEBU PEP SQUAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;September 26, 2008, exactly 5pm, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;UP Cebu High School Covered Court&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;For more details, pls. contact Ms. Macasil of the PE Dept.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OPEN TO ALL UPIANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Arts.Comm Team, Management Tycoons, &lt;br&gt;NSMD Scions, CompSci Torrents, SocSci Stallions&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;UP CEBU PRIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;         &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3042898588226574316?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3042898588226574316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3042898588226574316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3042898588226574316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3042898588226574316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/up-pep-squad-repost.html' title='UP Pep Squad : a repost'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4615956422918133064</id><published>2008-09-23T12:32:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:32:17.574+06:00</updated><title type='text'>whateverness....</title><content type='html'>I know i complain a lot whenever something's troubling me.. and i know i annoy a lot of people, heck i even annoy myself to the point that i never want to wake up or would pray that i would just drop dead...the type of annoyance that makes me wish that the ground below me will open up and swallow me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;to be honest, i am really very tired of my life.. gikapoy nko.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm tired of pretending, i'm tired of controlling, i'm tired of wishing that i wasn't me.. BUT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;if i don't control me, if i don't pretend at times, IF i let out what i really would like to do....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;trust me, you'd wish that you never knew me... i'm not a monster... it's just that i have a bad temper and i can be really annoying... as much as possible i try to be patient... i want to be patient... but the the problem is, a lot of things right now are making it sooo hard for me that i can barely pretend that i'm okay... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tears can be very powerful weapons.. they can actually help you move mountains... but my tears are actually more like my defense than my offense..i cry when i can't control it anymore, i cry when i can no longer carry the burden that i'm carrying...i cry when i'm all out of ideas... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;call me a kid, call me emo, call me whatever you'd like.... the truth is, i couldn't care less... i've been tagged with a lot of names that i really don't care anymore...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm tired tired tired....please, someone get a gun and shoot me... seriously&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i never knew college is such a bitch... when i was a kid, i thought college was the best time of our lives...  you get to study what you love, meet people that you admire, have fun doing what you do best.... hoooo booyyy i was sooo wrong.... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;college=stress=bitches=damnthemalltohell=stress&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i HATE that i am so dependent... i actually love to be alone... i enjoy staying home alone, working alone (with stuff that i like)... it's just that i can never be really alone coz i don't have enough confidence.. you see, i've got this problem with people... it kinda comes and goes so whatever... i get scared when talking to people i don't know, i get lost easily (super!) .. well it all boils down to me having extremely bad stagefright... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm a loner who loves company, a professional lier who values honesty&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm a coward who brave battles, a toddler hiding her rattle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i am everthing that i wrote here, including the clown who wears a mask.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;whatever.damn.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4615956422918133064?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4615956422918133064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4615956422918133064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4615956422918133064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4615956422918133064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/whateverness.html' title='whateverness....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5122581480173896159</id><published>2008-09-17T15:48:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:48:50.276+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla mood!!.... you MUST love them... :D</title><content type='html'>Waaaaa..i soo love this band, they can do magic with their instruments... classic, pop, jazz basta amazing!!... :) check out more of their videos at youtube :) ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keiko (piano) and waka (flute).. my super faves!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mariko (cello) and Yui (flute) are sooo cool too... :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haru Full Prunn&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wCncgewgeLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wCncgewgeLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shizuka&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrxVSYOL5Ek&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrxVSYOL5Ek&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5122581480173896159?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5122581480173896159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5122581480173896159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5122581480173896159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5122581480173896159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/vanilla-mood-you-must-love-them-d.html' title='Vanilla mood!!.... you MUST love them... :D'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-9121228562183831537</id><published>2008-08-26T20:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:07:19.148+06:00</updated><title type='text'>let me please breakdown...</title><content type='html'>Jack Johnson- Breakdown&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope this old train breaks down&lt;br&gt; then I could take a walk around&lt;br&gt; and, see what there is to see&lt;br&gt; and time is just a melody&lt;br&gt; all the people in the street&lt;br&gt; walk as fast as their feet can take them&lt;br&gt; I just roam through town&lt;br&gt; And though my windows got a view&lt;br&gt; The frame im looking through&lt;br&gt; seems to have no concern for me now&lt;br&gt; so for now&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I need this here&lt;br&gt; old train to breakdown&lt;br&gt; oh please just&lt;br&gt; let me please breakdown&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This engine screams out loud&lt;br&gt; Sayin the beat gunna crawl westbound&lt;br&gt; so I dont even make a sound&lt;br&gt; cause its gunna sting me when I leave this town&lt;br&gt; All the people in the street&lt;br&gt; that i'll never get to meet&lt;br&gt; if these dont bend somehow&lt;br&gt; and I got no time&lt;br&gt; that I got to get to&lt;br&gt; where I dont need to be&lt;br&gt; So I&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I need this here&lt;br&gt; old train to breakdown&lt;br&gt; oh please just&lt;br&gt; let me please breakdown&lt;br&gt; I need this here&lt;br&gt; old train to breakdown&lt;br&gt; oh please just&lt;br&gt; let me please breakdown&lt;br&gt; I wanna break on down&lt;br&gt; but I cant stop now&lt;br&gt; let me break on down&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But you cant stop nothing&lt;br&gt; if you got no control&lt;br&gt; of the thoughts in your mind&lt;br&gt; that you kept in, you know&lt;br&gt; you dont know nothing&lt;br&gt; but you dont need to know&lt;br&gt; the wisdoms in the trees&lt;br&gt; not the glass windows&lt;br&gt; You cant stop wishing&lt;br&gt; If you dont let go&lt;br&gt; But things that you find&lt;br&gt; and you lose, and you know&lt;br&gt; you keep on rolling&lt;br&gt; put the moment on hold&lt;br&gt; the frames too bright&lt;br&gt; so put the blinds down low&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I need this here&lt;br&gt; old train to breakdown&lt;br&gt; oh please just&lt;br&gt; let me please breakdown&lt;br&gt; I need this here&lt;br&gt; old train to breakdown&lt;br&gt; oh please just&lt;br&gt; let me please breakdown&lt;br&gt; I wanna break on down&lt;br&gt; but I cant stop now&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-9121228562183831537?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/9121228562183831537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=9121228562183831537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9121228562183831537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9121228562183831537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-please-breakdown.html' title='let me please breakdown...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3831275764443772937</id><published>2008-08-24T11:54:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:54:23.621+06:00</updated><title type='text'>how do you...</title><content type='html'>how do you deal with anger and hate&lt;br&gt; so much that you want to expel what you ate&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; how do you deal with the burning inside you&lt;br&gt; wanting to scream because you don't know what to do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; you go out, you laugh, you smile&lt;br&gt; but behind all that, you're frowning all the while&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; all this hate, all this resentment&lt;br&gt; how i wish it would turn into excitement&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; but it seems hell is on my side&lt;br&gt; because it's giving me one hell of a ride&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I'm lonely, i'm annoyed and i'm outraged too&lt;br&gt;I'm miserably infuriated..all because i hate you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i hate you i hate you i hetchooo!!!   &lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3831275764443772937?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3831275764443772937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3831275764443772937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3831275764443772937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3831275764443772937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you.html' title='how do you...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6110391375518262404</id><published>2008-08-22T16:21:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:21:11.938+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a break! </title><content type='html'>  I want one day.. just one day of PEACE... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the type of peace and quiet that can make you super refreshed after...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The type of peace and quiet that no one can break..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please leave me alone...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stop talking to me for one day... one day please..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't want to help you anymore... but i can't ignore you coz i know that would be wrong...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm done being your secretary.. i'd rather be your boss who'll edit and NOT make your work...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stop giving me crap since i'm already helping you..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You can't even help me look for the damned lighter when there was a black out...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stop... coz if you won't... i might forget that you're older than me... I&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and for the two of you...Stop ignoring him and start lecturing him..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we might end up with negative results but seriously?.. right now, I COULDN'T CARE LESS...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos na akong mag rant... bow...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6110391375518262404?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6110391375518262404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6110391375518262404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6110391375518262404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6110391375518262404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/give-me-break.html' title='Give me a break! '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1154172653293178711</id><published>2008-08-17T21:39:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:39:49.602+06:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Mom. (a repost from chixgorgeous) :D</title><content type='html'>well.. these past few days my mom has been sooo excited to call us. Sun cellular has finally reached our area in bukidnon... hehehe..so she calls on my celphone now and just loves to chat (we also love the idea that finally, our phonebill  will no longer skyrocket!) teehee.. anyways, while i was on duty last night at GMA, she texted my globe num...stupid me forgot to save her num so stupid me ignored it till it was too late for me to realize it was her...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i hate making her feel bad (yet i'm soo good at it (0_o)  ).. so now i feel bad.. and now i miss her so much...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just thought of sharing this poem with you guys :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;line-height: normal;text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"Because I'm a woman," she told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"I don't understand," he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;His Mom just hugged him and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"And you never will, but that's O.K."....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his Dad could say...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;still wondering why women cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked "God, why do women cry so easily?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;GOD answered...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"When I made woman, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I decided she had to be special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I made her shoulders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;strong enough to carry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;the weight of the world, yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;made her arms gentle enough to give comfort... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I gave her the inner strength &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;to endure childbirth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;and the rejection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;that many times will come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;even from her own children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I gave her a hardness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;that allows her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;to keep going and take care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;of her family and friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;complaining.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;She has the very special power to make a child's boo-boo feel better and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;to quell a teenager's anxieties and fears.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;unfalteringly.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;For all of this hard work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I also gave her a tear to shed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;It is hers to use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;whenever needed and ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;it is her only weakness.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;When you see her cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;line-height: normal;text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;She is special! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Please send this to women you know, and those with mothers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;sisters, and special women in their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;line-height: normal;text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;But, also send this to men so they will understand about what a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;wonderful thing a woman is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Each day is a mountain that must be climbed; with courage each step &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: wheat none repeat scroll 0% 0%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;gets easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;line-height: normal;text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Love your Mother Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;and keep her Smiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1154172653293178711?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1154172653293178711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1154172653293178711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1154172653293178711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1154172653293178711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-my-mom-repost-from-chixgorgeous-d.html' title='For My Mom. (a repost from chixgorgeous) :D'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5674661447923759968</id><published>2008-08-12T15:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:47:01.868+06:00</updated><title type='text'>murphy's law</title><content type='html'>we were hanging out at the radio lab the other day when rachelle and camille introduced me to one of murphy's law....(i can't remember if we discussed him in class.. hmmm ..oh well :p)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;camz, chelle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;according to murphy's law.. a person's level of technological comprehension is indirectly proportional to their management... hence we present emem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hahahaha.. nakakatawa ko... :p ug c ate and kuya.... that's sooo applicable to our family..well cept for papa... he was a manager afterall hahahaha!! :p&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5674661447923759968?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5674661447923759968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5674661447923759968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5674661447923759968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5674661447923759968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/murphy-law.html' title='murphy&amp;#39;s law'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8611515002941506869</id><published>2008-08-10T06:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:05:10.377+06:00</updated><title type='text'>tapos na ang 08.08.08!</title><content type='html'>finally! tapos na ang 08.08.08&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos na ang cookout!! hehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;according to people we did a good job.. i really don't know if it's true coz for us prod members.. we were to busy working to really watch the show! hahaha :p &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;makabuang na day!.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thursday: nagmeeting mi til 12 am...went home to work on our respetiv stuffs so in short wala tulog..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Friday: this is it.. warla to the max... gasto to the max..warla again to the max!! :p pag abot sa 4pm super warla and kulba na.. 5pm.. this is it!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saturday: grabbbeeehhh... nag 7 am nalng, gi off nlng namo ang music naa pa japon tao sa field! hahaha :p atot...  grabeh patay pa ang prod team cept for icah, butchik and me...well actually karon pko nabuhi.. hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hahaha.. from saturday morning i slept...and slept.. and slept... karon pa jud ko kamata..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this evening i expect to see the posts of my prod mates (pictures oi!!).. kay feeling nko ayha pa na cla ma revive :p hahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaayyy our hard work really paid off!.. grabe to the max! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;to those who came to cookout 888 SALAMAT SALAMAT SALAMAT... :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;to those who enjoyed SALAMAT SALAMAT SALAMAT... :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;to those who came and hated it. SALAMAT SALAMAT SALAMAT... :) you guys make our life exciting hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa tanan, nalingaw o wala.. SALAMAT SALAMAT SALAMAT... :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;karon mag thesis mode nasad mi.. hahaha :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8611515002941506869?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8611515002941506869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8611515002941506869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8611515002941506869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8611515002941506869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/tapos-na-ang-080808.html' title='tapos na ang 08.08.08!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5641841721727619683</id><published>2008-08-07T02:54:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T06:54:27.289+06:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKOUT NA!!!</title><content type='html'>     cookout na! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;cookout na!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    cookout na!  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    cookout na! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    cookout na! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mutumbling nata!! hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways, seee you at cookout guys!!... batch eight attend namo 75 ra ang ticket!!!, pag banka lang mo pag ari para maka save!! hehehe joke :p&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5641841721727619683?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5641841721727619683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5641841721727619683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5641841721727619683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5641841721727619683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/cookout-na.html' title='COOKOUT NA!!!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-129974540461970934</id><published>2008-08-02T16:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:09:49.135+06:00</updated><title type='text'>When it starts getting lonely..</title><content type='html'>remeber the Coca Cola ad about a family who through the years started to go their separate ways?.... when i saw that ad during our field trip at manila, i fought hard to keep my tears from flowing...) it would've been pretty weird if i didn't hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways.. I grew up with 5 siblings plus our parents.. so that makes us a big family of seven...We'd have amazingly big fights, crazier that crazy pranks and we drove mom and dad nuts!.. hahaha... i can't even forget the time when we decided to chop off the head of ate's prized doll and turn it into a soccer ball hahaha :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we had lots of awful memories but we had more fun times together!...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The ad really struck me coz, just like the family there.. we started to go on our separate ways and it gets pretty lonely...trust me..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when i was in elementary, my eldest ate left for cebu for college..after a few months, kuya followed, then my other sis then my other bro..When i reached high school, mom and dad plus me were left to eat at a table big enough for 7 people... everytime my sibs came home they'd stick around at home then go out with friends... it wasn't the same.. When my sis left for london it made things worst for me... everytime they'd leave again, i'd wait till i was alone in my room before i started crying.. hahaha i actually did that till i was in high school...pathetic i know..but i hated saying goodbye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now when i get the chance to go home, i get soo happy coz i miss my parents.. but when i get there, we'd often have arguments by the third day...it's normal for us so it's no biggie i guess... when it's time for me to leave id get upset coz i know that mom and dad will be alone at home again... sheesh.. they have 6 dogs to take care of but still, it can be really lonely at times..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm being emo right now coz my aunt-in-law just died.. last summer my aunt died..it's a gloomy year for us ..sheesh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just hate the felling of losing someone.of someone leaving or the thought of goodbyes... i grew up saying a lot of goodbyes so that's probably why i'm like this...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this christmas, it'll only be me, mom, dad and my other bro... kuya and ate will stay here in cebu for work... the thought of being separated on christmas is so depressing that i wish time would just slow down for me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;one of the most memorable dinners for me was lastlast christmas when we were finally complete... i was ssooo happy that i wanted us all to dine at our favourite seafood resto..we got there.. had a bit of fun..a bit..i wasn't really satisfied coz i know they weren't having fun... but at least we were complete...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i hate goodbyes...i hate growing up..i wish things stayed as it was..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;next year, we'll be facing graduation... i'm excited but there'll be a lot of goodbyes.... i hate it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;why can't we all just stay, eat together like we used to? talk like we used to?... :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;emo...sheesh...i just wish we could stop acting like adults even for a day and then remember the god times...    &lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-129974540461970934?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/129974540461970934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=129974540461970934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/129974540461970934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/129974540461970934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-it-starts-getting-lonely.html' title='When it starts getting lonely..'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6109450410834564070</id><published>2008-07-31T16:54:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:54:47.548+06:00</updated><title type='text'>mga angat pinoy!! :p</title><content type='html'> hahay.. iw onder what'll happen to our future if we're all angat pinoy..... i wonder....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hahay..pagka nalnag jud....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wa jud tay future ani... kung puro lang ta angat pinoy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmph! angat ka jan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;camz, thank you for the term! :p hehehehe     &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6109450410834564070?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6109450410834564070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6109450410834564070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6109450410834564070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6109450410834564070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/mga-angat-pinoy-p.html' title='mga angat pinoy!! :p'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6635933209928307108</id><published>2008-07-30T21:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:06:08.055+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a new clock...</title><content type='html'>I'm alive, alert, awake, enthusiastic!... NOT!! i was the exact opposite the whole day...zombie mode!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When i got home at around 4, all i did was sleep, sleep an sleep... i was just so tired of everything that i just wanted to sleep it off..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when i woke up it was time for dinner... i didn't even bother cleaning the table or doing my chores, i just went right back to sleep...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i woke up again at around 12 am... i remembered that i had to download some songs so i turned on the computer.... i promised myself that i'd go right back to sleep... but sheesh, now that i'm awake i cant seem to haul my butt off the chair and go back to bed...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i can't sleep!! i don't want to be "zombie mode" tomorrow so i want to sleep.. my body clock is so busted and mr. sandman just can't get it up and running again... sheesh... maybe i should start counting dracula's hair.. maybe that would work...@_@..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i don't want to be late tomorrow...i CAN'T be late tomorrow...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need a break...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6635933209928307108?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6635933209928307108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6635933209928307108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6635933209928307108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6635933209928307108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-new-clock.html' title='I need a new clock...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3061487466062355677</id><published>2008-07-22T18:17:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:17:25.335+06:00</updated><title type='text'>taxis and dawn :p</title><content type='html'>a lot of my friends tease me coz i often take a taxi home, to school or anywhere else....&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; lot of times they make me feel that i'm doing something reaaallyyy bad. that i should stop or else something awful might happen...seriously...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;as much as possile i try to avoid taking a cab now, but heck.. there are still a lot of moments when i just can't help but ride those airconditioned cars :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I never ask my bro for extra money just to ride a cab... (well except or those times when i seriously seriously need a to catch a cab...)... i use my own allowance so i decide to cut down on my snacks.. hehehe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i like to ride on taxis coz they give me this feeling of peace...one of the moments that look forward towhen i get to come home late..is my taxi ride home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;aside from feeling pampered, i feel safe and relaxed, yah know.. in my own world where no one can bother me hehehe .... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yes, as weird as this may sound.riding a taxi makes me feel more relaxed than being at home... in  taxi, it's all me... (well cept on those annoying moments where the driver insists on havonga conversation :p ) hehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey i also take the jeep yah know... and i especially enjoy walking around and riding in jeeps or taxis during dawn...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe.... at dawn, everyone's asleep... i walk around feeling safe and carefree.. i dunno why but i feel more peaceful during the dawn hehehe (maybe that's why i enjoy working during dawn :p.. )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when i ride a jeep during dawn i enjoy the chilly breeze, the quiet, and the peace it brings.... i also love to listen to the city "waking up".. it givs me the feeling of home and childhood memories heheheh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways... i just thought i'd share why i love riding taxi and the dawn! hehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; :p&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3061487466062355677?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3061487466062355677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3061487466062355677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3061487466062355677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3061487466062355677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/taxis-and-dawn-p.html' title='taxis and dawn :p'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1835536708769555183</id><published>2008-07-08T23:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T03:47:11.581+06:00</updated><title type='text'>luck was never on my side</title><content type='html'> darn it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i promised myself i would no longer continue my infatuation with video editing.....It's cool, i love it pero lady luck just won't give me  break..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Evertie i've got a project or wateer, i get errors of all kinds....from faulty software to corrupted files...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My escape plan was working pretty swell till ysterday..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn it..how am i supposed to explain this to my "supervisor"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;once again i failed..once again i haven't slept a wink but got i still have nothing to show...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmph...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;how i wish i'd just disappear right now....    &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1835536708769555183?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1835536708769555183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1835536708769555183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1835536708769555183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1835536708769555183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/luck-was-never-on-my-side.html' title='luck was never on my side'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5709400568350140884</id><published>2008-07-05T17:45:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:45:16.180+06:00</updated><title type='text'>my personality?...</title><content type='html'>   Its amazing how they guessed some things about me correctly. teehee&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Dreamy Idealist (DI)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dreamy Idealists are very cautious and therefore often appear shy and reserved to others. They share their rich emotional life and their passionate convictions with very few people. But one would be very much mistaken to judge them to be cool and reserved. They have a pronounced inner system of values and clear, honourable principles for which they are willing to sacrifice a great deal. Joan of Arc or Sir Galahad would have been good examples of this personality type. Dreamy Idealists are always at great pains to improve the world. They can be very considerate towards others and do a lot to support them and stand up for them. They are interested in their fellow beings, attentive and generous towards them. Once their enthusiasm for an issue or person is aroused, they can become tireless fighters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For Dreamy Idealists, practical things are not really so important. They only busy themselves with mundane everyday demands when absolutely necessary. They tend to live according to the motto “the genius controls the chaos” - which is normally the case so that they often have a very successful academic career. They are less interested in details; they prefer to look at something as a whole. This means that they still have a good overview even when things start to become hectic. However, as a result, it can occasionally happen that Dreamy Idealists overlook something important. As they are very peace-loving, they tend not to openly show their dissatisfaction or annoyance but to bottle it up. Assertiveness is not one of their strong points; they hate conflicts and competition. Dreamy Idealists prefer to motivate others with their amicable and enthusiastic nature. Whoever has them as superior will never have to complain about not being given enough praise.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As at work, Dreamy Idealists are helpful and loyal friends and partners, persons of integrity. Obligations are absolutely sacred to them. The feelings of others are important to them and they love making other people happy. They are satisfied with just a small circle of friends; their need for social contact is not very marked as they also need a lot of time to themselves. Superfluous small talk is not their thing. If one wishes to be friends with them or have a relationship with them, one would have to share their world of thought and be willing to participate in profound discussions. If you manage that you will be rewarded with an exceptionally intensive, rich partnership. Due to their high demands on themselves and others, this personality type tends however to sometimes overload the relationship with romantic and idealistic ideas to such an extent that the partner feels overtaxed or inferior. Dreamy Idealists do not fall in love head over heels but when they do fall in love they want this to be a great, eternal love. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-style: normal;font-variant: normal;font-weight: normal;font-size: 12px;line-height: normal;font-size-adjust: none;font-stretch: normal;color: rgb(105, 105, 105);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Adjectives which describe your type&lt;/h2&gt;introverted, theoretical, emotional, spontaneous, idealistic, dreamy, effusive, pleasant, reserved, friendly, passionate, loyal, perfectionist, helpful, creative, composed, curious, obstinate, with integrity, willing to make sacrifices, romantic, cautious, shy, peace-loving, vulnerable, sensitive, communicative, imaginative&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h2&gt;These subjects could interest youl&lt;/h2&gt;iterature, philosophy, psychology, music, art (museums), writing, drawing/painting, astrology, spiritual things, meditation, handicrafts, writing, voluntary work&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5709400568350140884?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5709400568350140884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5709400568350140884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5709400568350140884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5709400568350140884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-personality.html' title='my personality?...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592225349060796437.post-401492856249469980</id><published>2008-06-30T14:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:19:46.898+06:00</updated><title type='text'>withe the power bewtowed on me, i tag Wisdom, Dice, Jared, Gabby Sarah!</title><content type='html'>hahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="newmoonmaiden" author_possessive="newmoonmaiden's"&gt;I wasn't gonna answer this but, i guess tagging the one who tagged you with a different tag game won't get you of so easily... hahaha.. tag tag tag.. sheesh..what is the world of multiply coming to?&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 random facts about myself (and I promise to be as random as possible) that you never knew&lt;/p&gt;1) I love animals oth pets and wild... I used to watch the pet iguana of my bro's buddy and i'm just itching to get a picture with an albino python... pero...I CANT STAND GECKOS.. TIKI, TUKO.. basta kana cla eeewwwwwwww :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2) I can't stand spicy food... i admit they're yummy but my tongue just won't permit me to enjoy them..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3) i still get scared when i'm alone in my room coz i'm afraid f the dark.. I have to be sorrounded by my pillows, the curtains have to be securely in place so i won't see the window and my blanket should be big enough for me to hide in hahaha and oh yeah, I never turn off my lights! hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4) I enjoy being alone. Peace and quiet with no one bothering you with anything. Me. Alone. i hate it when i'm Left alone... weird noh?.. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5) I value honesty (as in seriously) a lot but at home they call me the master of deception. I abhor arguments and the like, but i have a sharp tongue at home...(maybe that's why papa wants me to be a lawyer :p ) agrrrrr....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now that ive tagged the five of you.. start typing! ;p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;!--  --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-401492856249469980?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/401492856249469980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=401492856249469980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/401492856249469980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/401492856249469980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/withe-power-bewtowed-on-me-i-tag-wisdom.html' title='withe the power bewtowed on me, i tag Wisdom, Dice, Jared, Gabby Sarah!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7355138403957525566</id><published>2008-06-30T12:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:59:54.856+06:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..i tag ARA!,jill anne, Ivy (through the blog ni Marga! :p)</title><content type='html'> &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because this seems new and exciting (NOT) or bored lng jud ko hehhehe here yah go... :p the instructions are bisaya kay gi bisaya man ni rachelle... im in no mood to translate so deal with it :p hehehehe :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://saintkaraelayne.multiply.com/journal/item/133/Gimme_5_Of.._"&gt;Gimme 5 Of.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tagai ko og 5 sa (bisan unsa na letter), daun isuwat nnyo kung kang kinsa ninyo panga-un ang 5 ka butang.  Example, Give me 10 of A's, ate Jeng.. So meaning si ate Jeng ang mo-answer ato.. Dapat mo-reply sya sa blog nko, daun ipost nya ang reply nya sa blog nya, then iya i-ask ang mga contacts niya para mohatag og 5 of whatever na iya ma-huna-huna-an. Okay ra?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;i gotta give yah lots of L's... hmmph :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Well, i can't really say my life is the best because of certian disapointments. But, I'm still happy to be alive :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" size="6"&gt;Little things&lt;/font&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;(seriously this letter is hard :p) It's true that  i'm making this up as i go but,  little things never fail to make me smile... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" size="6"&gt;Laughter&lt;/font&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;behind this grumpy, often sleepy and gloomy character of mine, is a girl that just wants to laugh. I want to have fun all day and just be happy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Love sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;This is what  you call a match (usually in tennis :p) where you got 0 points.. hehehe I got a love set in my 1st serious tourney.. i like to think that it made me  a bit more motivated.. :p love sets in exams also made me study a bit more in high school.. hahahaha..take note : a bit :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last and definitely least (ay sayop pero cge lng, kapoy erase :p)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" size="6"&gt;Law&lt;/font&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I like the idea of having knowledge about it. I love the series Law and Order and all the other shows on the Crime suspense Channel. I't's fun to study it, BUT BUT BUT, i Don't want to be a lawyer :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate conflicts, i hate arguments, i hate serious talk... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so if we have &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(+)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;my &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; love for law  x  (-)my hate for it all&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we get &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(-) negative love for the job and course.. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bwahahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So now i tag you guys..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ara,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; show me 5T's!&lt;br&gt;Then i need 5L's,  jill (coz kabalo jud ko sa imo number one!)&lt;br&gt;finally 5C's from you ivy! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7355138403957525566?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7355138403957525566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7355138403957525566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7355138403957525566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7355138403957525566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmmi-tag-arajill-anne-ivy-through-blog.html' title='hmmm..i tag ARA!,jill anne, Ivy (through the blog ni Marga! :p)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3330700538515639544</id><published>2008-06-27T16:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:02:18.521+06:00</updated><title type='text'>growing up </title><content type='html'>shessh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the worst thing that happened to me? I grew up...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i got cranky&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i got lonely&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i traded my dreams for some cash!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got grumpy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but see.. i learned a lot! I made some new friends (i think)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hahaha wa lang...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Growing up is a pain in the ass.... :p    &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3330700538515639544?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3330700538515639544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3330700538515639544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3330700538515639544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3330700538515639544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/growing-up.html' title='growing up '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2719658954889651544</id><published>2008-06-24T06:40:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:40:53.850+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared, weenchelle, Jill anne, denden, butchik, mara,  chloe, zuelle... </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;after being tagged twice.. here goes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got tagged by Lordie Garcia and Rachelle Marie Dangin! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULES:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; A.  People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;B. These 8 people must state who they were tagged by. You cannot tag the person who tagged you. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. What or who do you like best in American Idol?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Renaldo Lapuz!.. hahaha Amazing audition leading to a special number in the finals.. hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What do you miss most?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flying kites and playing with my ates and kuyas and cousins &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. What are you supposed to be doing right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Working on my thesis problem.. sheesh dugang problema!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/p&gt;Indiana Jones.. weird aliens..&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;on dvd: Meet Joe Black.. nag review ko kay naka limot nko hahaha  :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What is one thing you wished you knew how to do?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;play the flute or violin..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. What do you like doing the most?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;outdoor stuff... sports, adventures stuff under the sun hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. What's your favorite sport?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tennis... but i also like soccer, bball, badmintton, ug uban pa hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. What is one thing most people didn't know about you? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm very patient AND impatient.. hahaha in short wa klaro nga tao :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. What are you eating right now?&lt;/p&gt;i wanna eat stapegghi :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.What was your section when you were in Grade 1?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Grade 1 Tan sa Our Lady of Lourdes Elementary School &lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Errrrrr.. if you're trying to avoid work.. hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Have you learned something new today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;yeah, but i can't tell kung unsa..mag think sa ko hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What do you want to own right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a Digital SLR Cam, Video Cam.. but if right now jud 10k to upgrade bumblebee my computer hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(char... milky way!!!! sakto b cams?)--&gt; wait! ngano balo ka milkyway lordie?!... hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;15. Are you looking forward to anything?&lt;br&gt;yeah... the next family outing.. as in complete.. and KARTING SA BDAY NI DENDEN!!!! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What's your favorite C2 flavor?&lt;/p&gt;L-E-M-O-N&lt;p&gt;17. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;char. depende :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. When was the last time you got starstruck?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;hmmm li man ko ma startstruck... i stare at them coz i can't remember their names most of the time hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;basta lingaw and buotan! :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What was the title of the song you last listened to?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;way laing nga cge ipatukar sa mga tao.. LOW LOW LOW LOW!!! grrrrr&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;I tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Jared, weenchelle, Jill anne, denden, butchik, mara,  chloe, zuelle... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bwahaha.. wa'y pugsanay wa'y balibaray! :p&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2719658954889651544?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2719658954889651544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2719658954889651544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2719658954889651544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2719658954889651544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/jared-weenchelle-jill-anne-denden.html' title='Jared, weenchelle, Jill anne, denden, butchik, mara,  chloe, zuelle... '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7319051088177064808</id><published>2008-06-22T11:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:36:53.784+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumble bee needs TLC</title><content type='html'>crap..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Computers dead as of now..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need a new hard drive...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need an upgrade&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is there a soul out there who'll happily give me 10k?.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bwahaahaha&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7319051088177064808?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7319051088177064808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7319051088177064808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7319051088177064808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7319051088177064808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/bumble-bee-needs-tlc.html' title='Bumble bee needs TLC'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4273991788004367715</id><published>2008-06-18T15:25:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:25:17.364+06:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a devil for a sister </title><content type='html'>Whenever my sister is tired or angry.. she switches to devil mode!.. hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love to call her demonita and then try to make her angrier than ever... grabe.. amazing transformation hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We didn't have any proof of her hidden personality .. till a few days ago.. bwahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;she was assigned at the psychiatric ward and was giving out meds to a patient...As a "doctor" she had to assess, etc. etc...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then the patients suddenly shouted *ehem&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"kaila ko nimo!" *shock si ate..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"panuway ka! panuway ka! kaila ko nimo! dili ko muinom sa imong mga tambal kay panuway ka!" Shock si ate to the max...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't stop laughing :p&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4273991788004367715?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4273991788004367715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4273991788004367715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4273991788004367715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4273991788004367715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-devil-for-sister.html' title='i have a devil for a sister '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-9019489533168974689</id><published>2008-06-17T19:29:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:29:21.078+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dracula Chronicles 01</title><content type='html'>I'm too down to write about anything else.. except my dog.. so i'm gonna start blogging about Dracula... hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I first met Darcula when he was still a little "teen" hehehe.. he had long hair, was very scared and he wasn't mine yet..  :p also, he was named tipsy, but then the boys got tipsy too and decided to call him Dracula in an effort to make the real thing come and visit us.. bwahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After a few weeks, his owners decided to let us "take care" of him after my sister and i kept borrowing him from them hehehe... They supply the food and other stuff that we think are needed and we do the tender, loving, care part...  :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So now, Dracula is here at home annoying the life out of me..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever since he started living here... i can't exactly remember the last day that i did not wake up with him lying on my bed!... I'd push him till he falls off the bed but then he'd just climb back up ... he would even jump ON MY FACE to emphasize that he's not going anywhere. sheesh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If i wear pants, he wont stop biting it... He has even learned the art of stealing slippers...one of my sister's slippers still hasn't been found..sfx: dumdumdumdum!.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lately, he has learned how to jump on the table, grab our trash bag, AND biting my shorts to drag me around... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;FLASH NEWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darn it! he just bit my toe!... &gt;_&lt; ....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He keeps on staring at me even if he's sooo tired already.. it's so annoying... (i can't resist those puppy eyes!)... errr... i can't hit him if he looks at me like that :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, did i mention we just got him shaved?... imagine a poodle with no hair.. bwahahha!!... his hair got matted so we had no choice...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well if you ask me i like him better this way.. clean cut! hehehe :p&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-9019489533168974689?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/9019489533168974689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=9019489533168974689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9019489533168974689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9019489533168974689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/dracula-chronicles-01.html' title='Dracula Chronicles 01'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2991466833335381127</id><published>2008-06-16T12:32:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:32:43.218+06:00</updated><title type='text'>my DOGgone Life...</title><content type='html'>As i am writing the title of this blog, Dracula (my neighbor's dog whom i dognapped and called mine :p) just left a beautiful pile of poop and a yummy yellow pond of peepee at the door....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sheesh.. sometimes i wonder if dognapping him was a great idea...I'm becoming more of a slave rather than a master...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways,..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Our schedule for this semester is really great.. we don't have afternoon classes and we got only one subject for TF's... It's great but then our free time will have to be used for our internship.. darn it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was looking forward to coming home early today.. i'll have the apartment all to myself, eat cookies while enjoying the net.. ooorrr so i thought...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When i arrived, i had to clean up after Dracula before changing my outfit, the internet kept getting disconnected, my lovely brothers left me 1 big bag of cookies with only 2 pieces left inside of it... &gt;_&lt; ... i'm getting so annoyed..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i wanted to watch some videos but then, Dracula strikes again.. He kept tugging at the wires, my slippers, my hand argh.. so annoying...what am i, a chew toy?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I tried imagining going home to my hometown but then, i remembered all the chores...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When i'm at home.. i've got 11 (5 new pups!! heehehe) dogs to worry about.. papa does all the cleaning up but i'm the one who suffers most from their incessant barking (they're somewhere near my window and they love to wake me up at 6 am)...T_T.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last night mama called, she said one of the puppies died. Now we're down to 10... sheesh.... he never survived in time for his vaccination... darn it.. mama was actually on the verge of tears...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plus, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the price for rice has gone up so the dogs'll probably have to go on diets... they're pretty fat anyways so they probably won't be too affected hahaha :p at least dogfood is still affordable...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaayy.. thinking bout the little devils got me homesick... (they're pretty annoying, but hey, i still love them :p hahaha)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My life has certainly gone to the dogs... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyday at school i'm bored outta my wits. When i'm at home i'm still bored.. . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm glad that Dracula's here coz at least there's still one family member who can't hit me back when i annoy him.. hahahaha.... His fangs are painful but i know he'd never dare to bite me for real.. bwahahah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sheesh.. i just wish he'd learn to pick up a mop! hahaha..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S&lt;br&gt;He just found a new chew toy.. ate just arrived.. bwahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2991466833335381127?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2991466833335381127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2991466833335381127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2991466833335381127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2991466833335381127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-doggone-life.html' title='my DOGgone Life...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-130604268000454554</id><published>2008-05-26T14:03:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:04:00.003+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it ok if i don't cry?</title><content type='html'>Well, internship is finally over.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm finally gonna get a break..a vacation..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;away from all the pressure and problems...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was really looking forward to going home, but now, i dunno...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i'm going home not to have fun, but to attend the funeral of my aunt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She was one of my coolest and closest aunts.. i'd spend lazy weekends at their place eating, baking and giving her headaches.. hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She was smart and beautiful.. she would sometimes read me the medical encyclopedia too! (weird i know, but it was fun to discover new things)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, she's gone.. it was so sudden that it hasn't reached my heart yet..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;our eldest sister cried a lot when she heard about it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me, kuya and my other sis though, just swallowed all our tears....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We couldn't afford to show them coz we were in the middle of work...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, i don't know ..my heart feels heavy but i just can't cry...maybe i just can't believe it yet..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wish this never happened.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate goodbyes...especially if it's forever...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, is it okay if i won't cry?...            &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-130604268000454554?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/130604268000454554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=130604268000454554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/130604268000454554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/130604268000454554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-ok-if-i-don-cry_26.html' title='Is it ok if i don&amp;#39;t cry?'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3570063603818654655</id><published>2008-05-26T13:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:59:28.345+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it ok if i don't cry?</title><content type='html'>Well, internship is finally over.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm finally gonna get a break..a vacation..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;away from all the pressure and problems...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was really looking forward to going home, but now, i dunno...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i'm going home not to have fun, but to attend the funeral of my aunt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She was one of my coolest and closest aunts.. i'd spend lazy weekends at their place eating, baking and giving her headaches.. hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She was smart and beautiful.. she would sometimes read me the medical encyclopedia too! (weird i know, but it was fun to discover new things)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, she's gone.. it was so sudden that it hasn't reached my heart yet..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;our eldest sister cried a lot when she heard about it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me, kuya and my other sis though, just swallowed all our tears....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We couldn't afford to show them coz we were in the middle of work...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, i don't know ..my heart feels heavy but i just can't cry...maybe i just can't believe it yet..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wish this never happened.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate goodbyes...especially if it's forever...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, is it okay if i won't cry?...            &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3570063603818654655?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3570063603818654655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3570063603818654655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3570063603818654655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3570063603818654655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-ok-if-i-don-cry.html' title='Is it ok if i don&amp;#39;t cry?'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4614103014713470409</id><published>2008-05-17T13:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:22:38.035+06:00</updated><title type='text'>musings of the disappointed.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of the song &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"dreams are my reality, the only place that i love to be..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's one of our "fathers' songs" so you might not know it.. hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i grew up listening to songs like this. ( it's not my fault that i listen to so much oldies.. i am the youngest in the family.. hehehe )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways, back to my topic. Dreams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;all of us have dreams right?... but, how would you feel if everytime you try to reach it,you fail?..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ga drama ko du, pasenxa...pasenxa.. hahahaha  :p &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is just another of my silly thoughts... teehee        &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4614103014713470409?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4614103014713470409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4614103014713470409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4614103014713470409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4614103014713470409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/musings-of-disappointed.html' title='musings of the disappointed.'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7956917949995757590</id><published>2008-05-10T17:26:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:26:52.770+06:00</updated><title type='text'>killing me softly....</title><content type='html'>internship is killing me softly.... promise...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the constant pressure.. deadlines..the hours..and THE PRESSURE (pressure jud) 0_o ....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And darn it, it really doesn't help that every time i get an assignment or interview i wanna barf...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Trust me, if you've got super hyper acidity, facing constant pressure can definitely turn your stomach inside out... sheesh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I gotta finish this soon... haaaayyy....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7956917949995757590?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7956917949995757590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7956917949995757590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7956917949995757590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7956917949995757590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/killing-me-softly.html' title='killing me softly....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7642044033001547296</id><published>2008-05-09T13:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:36:41.123+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cebuanos i need your reactions! </title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehehe hi guys! thanks for reading, i really need your help.. i need your reactions for an article in sunstar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What can you say about a change into a federal system of government?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 of 15 central visayas reps filed a joint resolution asking to convene congress into a constituent assembly to revise the constitution. Among the amendments they proposed is the shift into a federal system of government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe cge na gud react namo! :) thanks au!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7642044033001547296?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7642044033001547296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7642044033001547296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7642044033001547296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7642044033001547296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/cebuanos-i-need-your-reactions.html' title='Cebuanos i need your reactions! '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4303893155751272015</id><published>2008-04-04T10:15:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:15:30.526+06:00</updated><title type='text'>fine....i give up</title><content type='html'>damn..this sem has been really hard on me.. from all the bloopers to all the tears, sweat and sleepless nights...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am so tired.. i dont wanna fight anymore.. atot kapoy nako..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when i feel super drained i usually crave for home, my books, my room, ma,pa and the cool breeze...damn i wanna go home..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Leche, just when i thought i could go, our Devcomm requirement started having problems...the organization assigned to us suddenly frgot or got too busy to remember us, sir wouldn't accept what we worked on for two nights. Then i couldn't buy a ticket the ther day coz i was looking for sites that could help us. Then today, we had to go and settle things at school and at the org so i could'nt go buy a ticket again.. (li sad pwede nga dili ko kuyog kay kami nlng nabilin..niuli na ang uban.. 0_o .. ) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;finally things settled down.unfortunately grabe nga sungog sa ako....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WLAY BARKO... huhuuhu!!! i wanna cry and scream or beter yet, just drop dead! kapoyyyy na koooo!!!! pauli-a nkoo!!!! huhuhuhuhuhuhu...saon ko nlng ni..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;next week will e the hardest part of my college life.. yeeech, internship na... i don't like internship, i dont wanna do it but i have to do it.. requirement eh.. one more year and i'll be free of this darn course! pero saonz.. agi sa ko ug kalbaryo!!! huhuuhuhu malas, grabe ka malas!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i dont have any load for my phone so i just use chikka.. i txted some friend.. etc etc etc.. and jus when i started feeling better..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"sorry you do not have any more credits for globe subscribers"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;O tukso layu-an mo ako!!! huhuhuhuhuhu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i give up, i'll go to sleep na.. useless na kung mag effort pa ko... maybe my life is telling me nga i'm in for one heck of a summer..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kasab-an pa jud ko run...i just feel it...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4303893155751272015?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4303893155751272015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4303893155751272015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4303893155751272015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4303893155751272015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/04/finei-give-up.html' title='fine....i give up'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592225349060796437.post-7468772491387922763</id><published>2008-04-03T17:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:28:43.158+06:00</updated><title type='text'>so little time so much to do!...</title><content type='html'>    ahhh... denden's probably on the boat now to CDO.. i should've gone with her...darn CMEDFI... hahay... i blame it on them .. i blame it on them.. grrrr.. btaw oi, i couldn't go out and buy my ticket today coz of this damn mess we're in... hopefully, if they really care about their facilitators/layout artists etc, they'd fix this tommorow... damn.. i have to go home na!.. as in now nah! hahay....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So little time jud!.. i'll be home for 5 days lang then back here to cebu, then off to manila, then back here again.. Lord save me!.. ayokong mag intern sa paper!!.. i don't want to.. but i have to... Da! kay ngano nag masscomm... darn it! ahhh.. i'm not good at writing and let's just say my people skills are way way low..... huhuhuhu classmates tabangi nya ko ha?.... not to mention my awful sense of direction.. i'll be all alone doing field work saonz... pang reply bya mo if mutxt ko kay wa nko katuod asa ko ha?!.. hehehe..atot ani oi!.. ginoo tabangi intawn imong anak nga grabe na kakulbaan... hahaha.. btaw oi.. save me....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SO many things to do and i don't have much time.. :( and by things i don't mean work lang ha.. hehehe... i also have tons of videos to watch :p hahaha.. anyways, i usually sleep at 3-4 am so i guess i'll finish them all before i go crazy with work.. hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayoko na... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7468772491387922763?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7468772491387922763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7468772491387922763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7468772491387922763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7468772491387922763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-little-time-so-much-to-do.html' title='so little time so much to do!...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7136267687697355979</id><published>2008-03-25T20:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:47:58.770+06:00</updated><title type='text'>why does this happen to me every time?!!!</title><content type='html'>Everytime i have to work on something my computer goes berserk....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's either it won't burn my cds or would just hang .. kaging.. patay...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last time i tried 10 cds and it still wouldnt burn, our project got late..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;before my internet went kapoot, then my video editor went byebye...got into some big trouble damn it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now my internet is still not working unless it is NOT needed (darn it!) and guess what&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MY COMPUTER CRASHED.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;goodbye term paper, good bye script, good bye devcomm....damn...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now i've become a  parasite on my brother's laptop (i know i'll become his slave for a while for letting me use tempo now... sheesh)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now it's 3 am.. im barely done with my paper. my scripts okay now though... my eyes hurt and so does my heart... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my bestfriend crashed!! huhuhuhu.. i want my files... i want to sleep.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ay pahabol....if the video card is really fried where the heck am i gonna get 9k (for the upgrade and all.. karaan na ang motherboard gud T_T)?!!!....kuya, mama, papa, ate save me! now nah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;idol na jud nko si madz grabe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;T_T&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7136267687697355979?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7136267687697355979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7136267687697355979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7136267687697355979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7136267687697355979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-does-this-happen-to-me-every-time.html' title='why does this happen to me every time?!!!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-699442440616524975</id><published>2008-03-18T18:20:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:20:22.571+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The other day i dreamt of home, of my org's band, food (believe it or not BREAD sa bakery na taas au ug counter!), and my &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TEACHER PLAYING PIANO&lt;/span&gt; (guess who!!)....errrr....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Is it just me or am i reallllyyyy going crazy na?....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;errrr... haven't posted in a while then suddenly i come up with this.... sheesh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tired na ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Uwi na ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;buhbye!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*ay sa room nlng ko, i forgot i can't go home pa... T_T...    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;somebody shoot me please... :p    &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-699442440616524975?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/699442440616524975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=699442440616524975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/699442440616524975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/699442440616524975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-tired.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Tired'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8367637040119608550</id><published>2008-02-20T11:38:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:38:57.268+06:00</updated><title type='text'>....................</title><content type='html'>"My God guys this is too much!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa prom peeps na nakasabot hhehehe cge lng gud...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But for me, this means something else....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't believe the trouble or problem i'm facing right now just becaus eof one stupid mistake!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I gotta love madz when she said "Never trust technology!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn...I'm so tired of making making mistakes..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8367637040119608550?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8367637040119608550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8367637040119608550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8367637040119608550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8367637040119608550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='....................'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4261020933212591680</id><published>2008-02-15T14:21:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:21:49.840+06:00</updated><title type='text'>One heck of a hell week!!</title><content type='html'>whoa.. finally, this week is almost at it's end!!! devcomm nalang tapos prom...okay na ako... hehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;these past few days have been super crazy for us, Otaku Fest (which was a succes!! woohoo!!) then two days after Ms. UP Cebu then productions then devcomm then prom.. haaaay!! ayoko na!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Da! kay ngano nag masscomm!!) hahaha just kidding...kuno... hahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;how i wish all of these would end na!! I just want to relax even if its just two days.. just please... give us a break!! hwaaaa!! na do-dora na ako!!! :p hahay....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next week... new challenges napud.. pero at least not as bad as this week...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm happy i survived and that i learned a lot of things.. And gained new friends hehehe :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To those who supported me during my "depressed" moments.. THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you guys are the best mwahugz!! :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Wala lng.. hehehe di pa man gd nko feel mag buhat assignment :p)        &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4261020933212591680?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4261020933212591680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4261020933212591680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4261020933212591680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4261020933212591680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-heck-of-hell-week.html' title='One heck of a hell week!!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3749552527207017524</id><published>2008-02-05T15:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:36:13.676+06:00</updated><title type='text'>on the verge of...</title><content type='html'>i am on the verge of giving up....I have reached the point where leaving everything and everyone is so tempting that i can't think of anything else...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We have worked so hard and i just hope to God that we can make this work. But only three days is left and i can't really see improvements in our plans...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn it..i have given my support and worked my a** off for this! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm NEVER, i repeat NEVER EVER,EVER! doing this again. NEVER! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;next time i'll think twice before i give my support!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lech, i think i'm gonna be sick....Lech jud...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3749552527207017524?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3749552527207017524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3749552527207017524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3749552527207017524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3749552527207017524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-verge-of.html' title='on the verge of...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5109479666224410167</id><published>2008-01-31T17:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:30:37.043+06:00</updated><title type='text'>a suya ko! </title><content type='html'>&lt;dl class="body"&gt;&lt;dt class="post-head"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;10 yr-old already a certified vet assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;dl class="body"&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body last"&gt;                 &lt;div class="image-wrapper"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; 		&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt; &lt;div class="storyimgcont"&gt;&lt;img title="Meet the 10-year-old who's already a vet assistant" alt="Meet the 10-year-old who's already a vet assistant" src="http://media.komotv.com/images/080129_courtney_oliver.jpg" border="0"&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Courtney Oliver&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body last"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body last"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;       &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;            &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204); color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" size="3"&gt;[Kaila mo ug AMAZING?!.hehehe..SUper Cool!!]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl class="body"&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body last"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body last"&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;By &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:KeithE@komotv.com"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Keith Eldridge&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="storybody"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;OLYMPIA - Veterinarians at a local clinic are amazed that one of their assistants can do the work she's doing, given her unique situation. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ten-year-old Courtney Oliver just completed her college work for this occupation. She now holds an on-line certification as a veterinary assistant. In eight months, Courtney had the same certification as her adult co-workers. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Courtney says she knew early in life this is what she wanted to do. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I have a dog Maggie and two hamsters and I just thought: 'Well, if I have so many animals why don't I just work with them?'" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At 10-years-old? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Might as well get it done early as get it done late," she said. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She got over her initial fright over the sight of blood. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The first day it kind of made me nervous," Courtney said. "But I'm like, 'when can I do that?' It doesn't really scare me because we have blood. Why be scared of it?" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dr. Michelle Shoemaker at the South Bay Veterinary Hospital in Olympia has been Courtney's mentor. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"She's amazing. She's a wonderful girl," she said. "Always been so bright, very, very smart actually. We quiz her quite often here. The questions and the studies she's been doing and she always knows the answers and she's always right in there wanting to help out. Amazing girl." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Dr. Shoemaker and I are like twins," Courtney added. "We just love animals. We just wanted to do this because this is our thing." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Despite all of her qualifications and despite her college degree, Courtney can't be in surgery by herself. Her mother has to be here with her as she volunteers. State law says that she's just too young. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But don't tell Courtney. This 10-year-old is too busy tending to the needs of these veterinary patients. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Courtney volunteers at the vet hospital once a week. She tried joining the local 4-H veterinary program but she was told she's too young.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  		&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5109479666224410167?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5109479666224410167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5109479666224410167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5109479666224410167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5109479666224410167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/01/suya-ko.html' title='a suya ko! '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1632755637072597442</id><published>2008-01-31T15:14:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:14:48.094+06:00</updated><title type='text'>at first i was afraid.....</title><content type='html'>i was petrified!... hahahaha.. the song just popped in my head while i was organizing my thoughts... hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My nose is dripping, my throat is itching. waaaaa!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've got three events coming up and one is about to give me a heart attack.... teehee...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But right now, i'm more worried bout our production and spanish class tomorrow. hahaha it seems that spanish just wont stick to my head and my vocab is stuck on one word---- Si! hahaaha...i'm soooo dead.. hehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for our prod, ill have to find a way to stop the dripping and itching. a director with a runny nose will definitely look awful... :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go cam 1, Go cam2..ready grams..annnnnddd lechon! what the heck are you writing?! Get out!...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bwahahaha....sa naka sabot shudi abas hahahaha.... :p &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A fever would be welcome right about now, that way i'd get some rest and arrozcaldo! hahahaha....    but since the virus didn't hit me that hard, i will survive! i will survive yeah ahhh!!! haahaha&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1632755637072597442?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1632755637072597442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1632755637072597442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1632755637072597442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1632755637072597442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-first-i-was-afraid.html' title='at first i was afraid.....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-9070787582877205082</id><published>2008-01-18T14:32:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:32:12.312+06:00</updated><title type='text'>meet Tempo</title><content type='html'>A new year brings new opurtunities AND new acquaintances....hheheh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The other day, kuya brought home my new friend...His name is Tempo.. our new laptop...He's pretty cool but still, not as cool as my crush at sony.. hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guess why i call him Tempo!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aside from being the rate or speed of a musical piece, Tempo also means TEMPORARY! hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yep, Tempo is Temporary... I can only enjoy his company for 2 months... hahay... My dad actually owns him.. ouch... maypa si papa da...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't wanna use tempo coz i'd get to attached..pero no matter what i do...i can't avoid something that i really like! hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my post is so full of nonsense... hahahaha.. cenxa...i'm so sleepy &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;watch out ni si papa pag summer...di jud nko undangan ug kulit bah! hahahat    &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-9070787582877205082?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/9070787582877205082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=9070787582877205082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9070787582877205082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9070787582877205082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/01/meet-tempo.html' title='meet Tempo'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-9032358832740998179</id><published>2008-01-05T15:48:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:48:05.571+06:00</updated><title type='text'>With a new year comes a new entry.. ehehehe</title><content type='html'>Well this is my first entry of the year and i really want it to make some sense...maski gamay hehehe.. :p ..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, my vacation wasn't super. T'was just the usual happy celebration that we usually have every Christmas and New year... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The first party that i attended when i arrived was mom and dad's Christmas party for their prayer group... I was so exhausted coz from the boat i rested for only a few hours, then i we had to go to the city to pic up gifts, sleep for a few minutes then go to the party... shucks pwede malipong?. hahaha.. anyweiz, during their party i realized a lot of things like:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We should really value every single day of our life.&lt;/span&gt; Every single memory, good or bad, should be cherished. They were laughing so hard when they told stories of  their most embarrasing presentations at work or other stuff. They were talking exactly like us when were talking with our best buds. Talking nonsense and silly stuff. hahaha.. funny maminaw.. coz now, i can say nga buang pud c mama ug papa sa una! hahaha.. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old songs make more sense and are waaay beyond reach of our latest songs!..&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.. They were singing so hard (maski wa nay tingog!) and guess what? they all scored 100%.. whoever tweaked the settings of the magic sing was a genuis! hahaha...  As i listened to the lyrics, it made me kinda sad...i couldn't help but imagine how mom and dad was feeling while singing their favorite songs...they were dancing the boogie, cha cha cha, swing.. hahaha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We should really watch our health!.&lt;/span&gt;. almost all of them in the group are diabetic, or borderline, has high blood pressure, etc... but they still served sweets, lechon, wine..etc... hahaha! Wish i could pinch their ears... hahaha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And lastly, ninongs and ninangs don't always give you gifts&lt;/span&gt;.. hahaha!.. shucks wa jud koy nadawat run da hehehe :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, second party&lt;/span&gt;.. hmm our reunion sa family..shucks fast forward ta...happy au, eating, nag story telling ug scary stuff (we thought it was holloween ha!)...lola was funny.. annnd they all said i grew..i grew fat! hmph! hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third party.&lt;/span&gt;.. high school reunion!.. buang japon ang mga buang! hehehe :p grabe food and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOFTDRINKS!&lt;/span&gt; haha, games pud and etc...pero lang... hmmph.. tambok jud daw ko!.. hmmph! ignan ba ko nga ga barbel ba daw ko?!.. hahay! cge nlng..  bantay lng mu du!! hehehe.. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And amazing!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for 1 week i woke up at 5:30 am&lt;/span&gt; to play tennis! hahaha..  pero lang..in between games, we ate cake and other yummy stuff.. ay! We also had choco milk with nova! hahaha... It was so tiring yet it was sooo fun to jam with the BBG's! hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New year was noisy.. Mom got tipsy and i got dizzy from the wine&lt;/span&gt; so i really wasn't that active.. i was a bit upset with mom though coz, she didn't allow me to visit my cousins.. darn it.. hahay...cge lng... i know she was just concerned hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My vacation was fun.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. i got teased, i got mad, i caught a cold and had a fever. It was a bit crazy, yet i still had fun!.&lt;/span&gt;.. But, as the new year came, i realized a lot of things.. as the old cliche goes, "change is the only constant thing in the world" Like my home town. I loved the trees that lined the road on the way, but someday they will be cut coz two more subdivisions are being built right now. And, when i visited my old place, i found out that i didn't know most of the people anymore.. hahay... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss the old days but, i'm looking forward to what lies ahead too... I know it sounds crazy but that's just how i feel.. hehehe... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, one of the things that i learned before the year ended was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" True happiness is making other people happy".&lt;/span&gt;.. That's why...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i'm seriously thinking of taking up law.&lt;/span&gt;. old issue na ni but i'm still not done with it noh?.hehehe btaw.. serious. I think i'm gonna try it.. I think i'll be happier if i know mom and dad is also happy!.. :) crazy ain't i?.. hehehe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waaaaa! there's still so much in my head right now that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't stop writing!.&lt;/span&gt;.. (well this is a first! hahaha!)... but i think next entry na ni sila hehehe :p ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;basta now.. i'll stick to what miss potter said&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The only thing that matters at our age is that, at our age every day matters!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-9032358832740998179?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/9032358832740998179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=9032358832740998179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9032358832740998179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9032358832740998179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2008/01/with-new-year-comes-new-entry-ehehehe.html' title='With a new year comes a new entry.. ehehehe'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5289155466203893954</id><published>2007-12-18T18:33:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:33:46.377+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas blues..(pwede red?! bwahahaha!)</title><content type='html'>ahhhh....Christmas time is here once again! but, believe it or not i'm not as excited as before.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm happy i'm going home na... :) mom and dad are there, my dogs are there, my beloved bed is there too!! hehehe.. :) more food more relaxing time (i'm not so sure about this though hahaha).. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanna have so much fun, but i can't help but feel sad and worried that the sem is almost over... hehehe ...( i just don't know why i keep typing "hehehe's" ..it just happens hehehe...see!)...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really want to spend more time with mom and dad.. i miss them na ... seriously.. but everytime Pops and i talk, there is that fear that he'll bring up THAT darned topic again!..i'm planing on telling him that i really don't like law, but it would really break his heart ..ahhh!!!!..darned it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Another thing that's making me sad is that i'm missing my eldest sister too! hehe We ain't that close and when she's here she doesn't really spend that much time with me... but i still miss her..it's different when you know she's HERE with us... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and one more.... i'm gonna miss my friends here!! hehehe..really guys, you just don't know how attached i am to you now! hahaha..btaw, you guys are my big sisters man gud... i'll miss our talks, kabuang, ka cornyhan, foodtrip, triptrip, overnights, paperchats, kabuang while the teacher isn't looking etc...you guys really brighten up my day and i really keep you close in my heart !..uuuyyy enough amards..thank you so so much btaw!! hehehe :) .. (pasenxa, you know how i get when it's time to leave...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lastly, the sem is almost over.. internship is almost here. 4th year?.. darn it...i'm praying that things will work out, that i'll survive! hahaha da kay ngano nag masscomm!!...seriously, i'm praying i won't get shouted at, embarassed, or whatever. i'm sure these will probably happen coz i''m not really not a writer/masscommer (ha?! hehe) at heart...,pero cge lng.kakayanin ko! hahaha..i'm already here so i don't really have a choice but to live with it! hehehe..this'll come to pass... :)  *gulp&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waaaa!!! christmas na jud!..i'm praying too for that gift that will really make me happy to the highest level!! hahaha... :p para at least mabawasan ako ka mingaw hehehe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Momsie, Popsie..*with puppy dog eyes*...love man ko ninyo diba?.. hahahaha :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5289155466203893954?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5289155466203893954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5289155466203893954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5289155466203893954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5289155466203893954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-bluespwede-red-bwahahaha.html' title='Christmas blues..(pwede red?! bwahahaha!)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-869646609342286459</id><published>2007-12-15T14:57:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T19:57:42.390+06:00</updated><title type='text'>too much eggs....</title><content type='html'>When i woke up from my afternoon nap, i found out that kuya and ate went out for their parties...sheesh..they didn't even wake me up properly to say goodbye... so i woke up disoriented and thinking that i might be in some alternate dimension.... hehehe good thing kuya butch was around for me to pick on! hahaha joke....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So i had to cook dinner... but, after a very deep nap i was in no mood to cook..sooo i got out the eggs... some ground meat..and more eggs! hahah and yeah, and a bit of cheese too..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I made two sunny side-ups, then moms omelette...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;first you cook the meat...take it out of the pan, then cook the eggs.. and just before the egg gets cooked, put the meat then cover it with the egg..taaddaa!!! meat omelette... i added some cheese so it wouldn't look so plain.. hehehehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;soo we had eggs and some meat and cheese.. hahahaa talk about a heart stopper...too much cholesterol!.. by the way don't put too much oil... my head is still spinning from that mistake.. hahahaha&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-869646609342286459?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/869646609342286459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=869646609342286459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/869646609342286459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/869646609342286459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-much-eggs.html' title='too much eggs....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5416517625485739004</id><published>2007-12-11T16:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T21:09:10.115+06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Christmas time is here...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The wind is cold, carols ring a dingding..."ayoooo...we're masscomm students from UP...pwede mi manaygon?".. hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Thank you! thank you! ang babait ninyo thank you!..Meeerrrryyy Chriistmmmasss"...With matching blinking santa hats and dance number pa na ha".... hehehehe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Hello ate, gift nya ha?.. maski unsa basta naay screen ug keyboard na pwede ma daladala ug ma display sa starbucks...hahaha joke!.. :p"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ma?.. wla ra natumba ato Christmas tree?... dili na mag sakasaka taod ug lights sa atop ha?..bantay jud..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Kuya palit ta fireworks! ... bahala nag di pa New Year".. hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"MAAAA!! lutu-i ko spaghetti bah!!...cge ne gud!!...."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Wala lagi nako kuha-i ang fruits ma..ihapa gani 13 pa japon nah...isa raman ka grapes ako gi kuha *isa ka kumkom bah hehehe :p "&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ate!!! Pagdali na ligo bah..byaan jud ka namo run wla na tay chair sa church!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ay don't worry ma, ako hipos sa table after noche buena.. (btaw mukaon pa ka ana sa kadlawon tapos makatulog..si mama ra japon makahipos pag morning.. heehehe) "&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Dadots!...pwede papalit ug something *pa cute eyes daun ana man si mama sa imo daw ko ask...ayyy di day ko nimo love?.. (bwahahaha!..puppy eyes daun..)"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaaaay!!!!...Christmas, a time for Jesus, joy, funny memories, and random craziness....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm suddenly craving for  some fruits and spaghetti...yum...                    &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5416517625485739004?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5416517625485739004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5416517625485739004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5416517625485739004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5416517625485739004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-beginning-to-feel-lot-like-christmas.html' title='it&amp;#39;s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2311577977960625036</id><published>2007-12-08T19:39:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:39:35.687+06:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo tired...</title><content type='html'>waaaa... 2 more weeks then i'll be home...Christmas na...then it'll be the second half of the sem.. then internship.. then 4th year..huhuhu..time is running out..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sssoooo tired already. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I sleep when i'm not supposed to...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I forget if i'm hungry...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm up when everybody's sleeping...then wake up early for class....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm pretty messed up.. hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;maybe this is why ate calls me a robot... :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i really need a break...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;argh... now i know what a bibinka feels like... paet...can't i just decide on my own?....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2311577977960625036?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2311577977960625036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2311577977960625036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2311577977960625036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2311577977960625036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/12/sooo-tired.html' title='sooo tired...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5056500453314649711</id><published>2007-12-06T15:33:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:33:36.662+06:00</updated><title type='text'>When...oh i don't know...</title><content type='html'>When you're sorrounded with people, yet you still feel so alone..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you've shared so much yet you still feel so overwhelmed with your thoughts..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you're so full of laughter, but you're still frowning inside...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you are smiling so, but you're wondering how or why ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The room is too crowded, but you still feel so isolated...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You look around, everyone's so excited...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You joke around, but actually you're serious...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You wanna keep quiet, but then you'd be too lonely...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You chat with the guys then wonder what it's all about...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You type down your thoughts then you realize "for what?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh i don't know... maybe i just want to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe i just want it out...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh i don't know....maybe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just maybe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sleepy and hungry..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Someone go get me some food.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;teehee...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5056500453314649711?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5056500453314649711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5056500453314649711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5056500453314649711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5056500453314649711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/12/whenoh-i-don-know.html' title='When...oh i don&amp;#39;t know...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7809867281016393899</id><published>2007-11-26T15:13:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:13:48.598+06:00</updated><title type='text'>...'til the day ended</title><content type='html'>Wow.. this day started out great!..class was okay,.. spent a great afternoon with my buddies...had our "lab class" at computerun hahaha then went for our last subject. ..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After class i rushed home to prepare for my bro's surprise party.. i mopped, tried fixing the ceiling etc. Large drops of sweat was dripping off me. I just finished tidying and fixing myself up when bro got here. I had so much trouble lying to him coz the other guests were'nt here yet.. I had to stall him .. hehehe When we were all complete, it was a blast!.. my bro couldn't help but smile...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;everything was about to end perfectly..but, there's always a but, it had to happen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Coz of all the commotion and stuff, people got tired and hot headed..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sumbatan ba ko nga masscomm RA ko.... it wasn't said like that, pero that's what it meant...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sorry ha. If you guys only knew how much i despise myself for getting into this! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was having so much fun... 'til the day ended!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;darn&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7809867281016393899?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7809867281016393899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7809867281016393899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7809867281016393899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7809867281016393899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-ended.html' title='...&amp;#39;til the day ended'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-5769359304775609853</id><published>2007-11-22T17:23:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:23:48.359+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not by mind, but by heart....</title><content type='html'>I thought i was done with this issue. I thought i had finally accepted that i can't do anything anymore. I thought i had learned to live with it. Damn. I just can't let go.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A classmate asked me for a favor. I almost always say yes to them so i said, okay shoot! what's it about?... She was asking for help to call up someone to follw-up something.. damn. I don't do calls... So i had to say no.. I couldn't help a friend coz i was scared... that's how pathetic i am.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She said that i should get out of my comfort zone, it's just a call...hahaha.. Well, i'm already out of my comfort zone, i'm a masscomm student ain't i?.. darn it! i'm really not a people person, so this course is almost like torture for me...My days are numbered.. Internship is almost here... I can't really imagine myself...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lot of people say i can excel in my course. IF i try. Of course, i don't believe them. Heck! I crumble if i'm alone at interviews, i mumble, stammer, and do stupid stuff during presentations, reports or when placing a call. I just can't help it!.. teehee...So sorry if i just can't believe it.. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can do my job well if i'm not bothered with people talking to me, or me talking to them....I'm just not a people person...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No matter how hard i study, a lot of things just don't stick to my head. I forget a lot of stuff. My couzin told me that this is because, i just study or learn things with only with my mind and not with my heart. It sounds corny, i know, but honestly? It's true. teehee....i just can't learn to love this course THAT much. I can live with it though. Actually i have too...I can't waste my three years studying it just because i can't take it anymore...I have to suck it all in and go on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just hate the thought that i can't help my friends  or do my job well coz of this.. Wish i could change my attitude, i tried already. It's just too hard.. hmmph!...I envy my friends who are now reaching their goals.Fearlessly doing what they want. Wish i could be more like them. Maybe if i worked on somehting that i truly loved, i'd prolly reach places too.. hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought i was over  this issue. But feeling what i feel now? phooeeyy! i'd be lying if i said i was.... haaaay.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-5769359304775609853?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5769359304775609853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=5769359304775609853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5769359304775609853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/5769359304775609853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-by-mind-but-by-heart.html' title='Not by mind, but by heart....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-108898028514653918</id><published>2007-11-19T02:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:07:03.262+06:00</updated><title type='text'>my sister's smile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;To those who are close with their sisters.. i'm sure you all know what i mean when i say... I love my sister's smile.. :)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;You can call me mushy or anything but, what can i do?... i love my sister's smile.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm very close with my 2nd sister. She's years older than me but, she's more of a kid than me in some areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She laughs easily at movies, easily gets amazed, easily gets scared, she's easily touched by stories too. There was this one time that we went horseback riding, she was so happy and giggly that she almost looked like a highschooler! The guy who was guiding us couldn't help but smile at me. I couldn't help but smile at my sister too.. hehehe.. seeing her so happy and carefree made me want to buy her a pony. There are even times when i can't sleep if she's not with me.  And when she is with me, i usually sleep  ON her shoulder. hehehe that way i know she wont leave.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Whenever i buy something cute a candy perhaps or a notebook, she'd take a good look at it while saying how cute it is. She'd ask it from me and being the meanie that i am, i usually say no... hehehe... It's not like i don't want to give it to her, it's more like i'm teasing her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;One time, it was her birthday. I was being extra mean that day so we had a fight. I said something really mean and she cried. The awful thing was that, it was her birthday! I got so upset by what i did that i went to the mall and bought her a teddy bear. It cost me half of my month's allowance but i didn't mind.Just seeing her smile was enough for me to be happy too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She's very kind hearted. When she sees people suffering she gets upset. When i get injured (well i Always get injured so somehow i'm more of a burden on her hahaha) she'd get really angry coz she hates seeing me hurt myself... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She cares a lot for animals too! There was even this time when i stepped on the dog and sprained my ankle. Seeing that i was laughing a little, and bigger, she went to cuddle the whimpering little puppy. My ankle was throbbing but seeing how she cared for the little guy, i felt like i was the one who was being cared for... She's that type of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She's smaller than me so i think of her as very fragile. She doesn't do sports or any "under the sun stuff" so i often hang out with her at home. She's the one who cooks and does the housework. I'm pretty lazy so we often have little arguments on who does what. But afterwards, we sit down and start annoying each other till one gives up and starts laughing. hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She may be fragile but, she is the brain of our family. She loves to solve puzzles. So when we play computer games she leaves the fighting to us, and we leave the solving to her. hehehe... Sometimes because of her kindeness people don't take her seriously. Looking too young for her age doesn't help either. But, you know what?.. i'd love to see somehow who'd really anger her!.. hahaha she's actually tough inside too!.. She can defend herself with words and she can be really mean if she wants too. Trust me, she can be MEAN.. hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;One of the things that really ticks me off is when i see her get disappointed. When she's so excited about something but in the end she ends up saying "sige na lng"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I'd do a lot of things for her.... (cept, i dunno why it's so hard for me to clean our room! hahaha) When she'd call me to fix something for her, i'd do it even if it's already dawn.. hehehe.. that's how much i love her.. seeing her smile after i fix it, is worth a whole day's sleep for me! hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I just hope that when she meets the guy she'd fall for, he'd be THE ONE.. coz if i see any guy out there breaking her heart, i'd love to break his legs! hahaha.. and hey i'm not the only one in our family, there are 6 of us and 6 dogs too!.. hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-108898028514653918?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/108898028514653918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=108898028514653918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/108898028514653918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/108898028514653918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-sister-smile.html' title='my sister&amp;#39;s smile...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-212102282288099894</id><published>2007-11-17T19:17:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:17:58.585+06:00</updated><title type='text'>The week that was...</title><content type='html'> &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;     Well, this post is certainly late.... hmmm..these past few days i've been late to most of my first morning classes... hahaha...what an impression.. start pa naman ng class... cge nlng gud...  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyways, here's my week to remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;SUnday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;woke up at 5:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; to join the alay lakad against drugs..YFC's were Participating so we went.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i was LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; as usual so i had to wait at the side of the street for my friends... hahaha!..luoya sa mga nag nstp oi...so we walked, then a thought came.."pukawon nato si rachelle!" hahaha so i took out my Phone and we woke up our friend!.. hahaha.. after the walk .. Me, camille, ralph and rachel (who arrived later than me) decided to go for some pizza (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; While deciding a bird decided to give me his blessings! :p)... the first years couldn't come coz their teacher wouldn't let them go yet...we walked to Da vinci ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CLOSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, so we decided to go to JCA, we walked and walked.. and walked....---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CLOSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, then we went back to fuente, shakeys--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CLOSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, pizzahut---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CLOSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. well what did we expect?.. it was still &lt;/span&gt; hahahaa...sooooo..we went to chowking nalng..i told them it was my treat coz my birthday's coming up! hehehehe... after a while the first years texted if they could still come.. i said yes..When they arrived, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;8 am...I WAS SHOCKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. hahaah!!!!.. there were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;10 of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; sooo jollibee nalang sa guys ha?. heheheh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;In the afternoon, Ralph, Camille and I decided to go strolling at SM.. we walked around, talked ate some burgers.... then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; i bought a guitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; hehehe.. it wasn't very wise of me to buy at the mall but, what can i say?... i fell in love hehehe... (I named my guitar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CHiLi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; by the way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;We ended the day by going attending the mass at mabolo church.. seriously, we couldn't understand a word the priest was saying.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yippee!!!... It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;my birthday!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. and it was a super crazy day!!.. my friends  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;made me wear a skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. twas that or eggs on my head.. sheesh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i was late for Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; coz i couldn't get myself to get out of hte house alone.. soooo i had to wait for kuya to finish and hitch with his taxi.. hahaha...i felt so silly that day!.. before i went in the room, i had to take a deep breath to calm myself down! wheew!... good thing there was a seat at the back of the room!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;guys, really.... mabuang ko sa inyo kabuang!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;we went to JCA for lunch and i was amazed that the 8 of us could finish their Magic monster in a matter of minutes! hahahaha ...sorry au ralph nalimtan ka namo!!..bawi lng ko next time! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;When i got home, i caught ate cooking spaghetti!! yahooo!!!.. hhehehe.. my cousin bought me lechon manok plus a box of oishi manju, bro bought the liemp... hahaha.. i was definitely full!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The bad thing was that, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;migraine attacked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I wasn't even able to enjoy the ice cream!! sheesh.... i had to take some pain relievers then go to bed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;woke up at 5 am coz i was having chills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;... i was shaking like i was lying down on ice... haaaay....tanawa ra!.. i wore a skirt then got sick sheesh! hahaha.... it took me a while to recover. i couldn't afford to stay at home coz our enrollment was kinda unfinished at that time..so i had to haul my butt out of bed then take a bath... i'm not doing that anytime soon! the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;pain was too awful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I was LATE AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.... haaay spanish pa naman and the prof. is a bit intimidating hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Shudi late basta tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;....i found out rachelle was coming down with a cold too... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; the curse of the skirt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hmmmm... nothing much happened cept that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;my gastritis kicked in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;! grrrrr.... AND i had to line up at school to finish our change mat...talk about too tiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;When i got home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i had migraine and gastritis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;..i couldn't eat even if i was soooo hungry ... that really pissed me off!... the pain was unbearable so i couldn't help but cry... bata jud noh?.. hahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I was still feeling bad.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i woke up 3 times at dawn coz of the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; in my stomach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I was LATE AGAIN too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;!..when i arrived at school, our class just ended... sheesh....patay na jud ko.... i couldn't eat much so i was pissed again pero cge lng... hehehehe.. we attended a meeting after class then went home.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;At last!.. I wasn't late!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; hahaha.. well actually i was, but the teacher went out for a while when i arrived so i was safe teehee... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;butchik caught rachelle's cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; so the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;curse of the skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; wasn't done yet.. hahahaha.....i was feeling waaay better that day so i was a bit more energetic... my main pain that day was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i forgot my allowance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. i ended up taking back the hundred that i paid to buchik.. sorry chik!! hehehe.. in the afternoon.. we went to waterfront to talk about prom stuff. I really hated it coz i was wearing only my jogging pants and t-shirt...i ate a burger without the patty.. egg ra jud ug cheese!.. sheesh..they really ought to teach their trainees more!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;before i went home i had a meeting with my yfc buddies. When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; i ARRIVED AT HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. i found my two brothers happily waving at me... apparently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;they forgot their keys and had to wait for 2 hours for me.. bwahahahaha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;basically i just woke up, ate lunch, slept again then ate again.. teehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So that was my week!. I hope i won't have one like it, anytime soon!  hahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-212102282288099894?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/212102282288099894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=212102282288099894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/212102282288099894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/212102282288099894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/week-that-was_17.html' title='The week that was...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2461533061209678499</id><published>2007-11-10T19:13:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:13:24.332+06:00</updated><title type='text'>new sem, new entry....</title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first post since the sem started... hehehe and it's actually a mixed up one...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These past few days i've felt down... (pirmi man bah! hahaha) anyweiz my grades got demoted, and i just feel bad for some reason...probably because my birhtday's coming up and something bad always happens on my birthday.. hehehe...either a fight starts or sumthing...teehee.. :p funny....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lots of events are coming up and i'm reeeaallly looking forward to them! hehehe... got spanish as an elective and i'm planning to get a guitar...hmmm pero why do i still feel so down?...maybe because internship's coming, fourth year hapit na.. and i don't want to graduate yet hahaha... i'll miss all the hassles of school too much... hehehe.. i easily get attached man gud...anyweiz.. i don't want to do the internship pa..i'm not ready yet... i don't think i'll ever be.. hahaha kay ngan nag masscom! toinkz..btaw, lisod man ui ...if your heart ain't in it, it's hard to give your best....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero anyweiz, guess i'll just have to enjoy it... :) it won't be easy pero i don't think i have a choice... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2461533061209678499?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2461533061209678499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2461533061209678499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2461533061209678499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2461533061209678499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-sem-new-entry.html' title='new sem, new entry....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6771848287757511719</id><published>2007-10-22T12:24:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:24:09.674+06:00</updated><title type='text'>time to go home...</title><content type='html'>weeee...finished my job early so i get to go home nah! ;) as in now nah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehehe...pero, ug sa dihang malas lng japon ko....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i spent the entire day at school..(tenx kimoi, itin and den for keeping me company!!) teehee...cenxa au wala nadayon ato movie marathon/foodtrip! heehehe bawi lng ko next sem... :) &lt;br&gt;then when i got home...speed packing!! hehehehe paet most of my clothes are still at our labandero...boohoo....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;daun...I STEPPED ON THE NEIGHBOR'S DOG.... boohoo...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My foot hurts... nope, the dog didn't bite me.... i sparined my left foot yet again.... waaaaaH! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shudi bandage-bandage suko nya si pappy pagmakakita sa iya danghag nga anak... antos na lng sa hantud maayo.. hahahha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;buhbye guys! 6:30 nah byaan nko sa boat...teehee.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;shucks wala nkoy internet sa bukid waaaaah!!     &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6771848287757511719?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6771848287757511719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6771848287757511719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6771848287757511719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6771848287757511719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-to-go-home.html' title='time to go home...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-98938775180514311</id><published>2007-10-21T11:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:43:09.387+06:00</updated><title type='text'>haaaay...bad luck really lovesme..</title><content type='html'>paet...gikan sa kabuang sa amo projects..sa tanan errors ug mga late...wa na hagbungunon na jud ko!....shucks...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After all the hardwork i was really looking forward to a funfilled day tommorow with friends... nya makauli na jud ko..nangita na si papa sa iya anak nga way ayo hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaayyyyy naa pa man diay ko work as the block rep damn my luck jud this sem!...huhuhuhuh kay ngano btaw!...li jud ko buy-an sa malas..li nalang ko matingala if madautan ang barko sa tunga sa dagat hahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pwede mu resign?..or classmates, i impeach nko ninyo beh!! hehehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bayad bya mo ugma ha?.. papauli-a nko ninyo... :(  pero if naay buotan kayo nga taga Cebu nga willing mu help okay ra sad kayo.. Collect ra btaw sa bayad... 0_o&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-98938775180514311?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/98938775180514311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=98938775180514311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/98938775180514311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/98938775180514311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/haaaaybad-luck-really-lovesme.html' title='haaaay...bad luck really lovesme..'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4227202723273318099</id><published>2007-10-20T12:23:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:23:45.910+06:00</updated><title type='text'>All together now!....</title><content type='html'>    What time is it?!... Sembreak na!! hehehe HSM au oi.. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow. No more interviews, editing, layouting, writing and stuff!!! woohoo!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaay.. this sem has been full of surprises, disappointments, changes and sleepless nights....I'm used to the last one though so no problem there! hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I never thought it would get as busy as this..Grabe..my computer has also been complaining. From extreme lagging to missing installers..haaay...i hope my bestfriend is still okay... I'm gonna clean my files today...sheesh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well it wasn't all bad though, I learned how to edit pics, layout (pwerteng kauya!!) and met a lot of big people like daddy tom hahaha...(i'm not coooperating! :p ) It feels sooo goood not having to worry about anything hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oi to those who i worried, offended, and hassled (tama bah?.. hehehe ) during our "hell week" sorry au! hehehe ....cenxa jud au.. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy sembreak guys! and see yah soon!! :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4227202723273318099?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4227202723273318099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4227202723273318099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4227202723273318099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4227202723273318099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-together-now.html' title='All together now!....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2535904441696447707</id><published>2007-10-17T12:26:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T16:26:17.103+06:00</updated><title type='text'>S*** happens....</title><content type='html'>hehehe Sorry bout the title... :p i haven't been myself lately...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways... i just had my longest sleep ever... believe me or not, i just slept for 15 hours. that's because for three weeks i only had like 2-3 hours of sleep..then the other day, i didn't sleep at all..as in wala.. not even for 5 mins or what..... busa patay.. hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;finally... we're done with our darn docu (annnd because of stupid glitches we were 2 hours late! hmmph wala jud ko tulog tapos na late?!... grrrrr... shucks mamatay ko if iya tu minusan... huhuhuhuhu) and tapos na pud ang magazine... feel au nko apil ko sa ila cebuano class... hehehe cge lng i love to help man sad....hehehe now we only have 2 final requirements left...journ layout/samok (aw. hehehe) and BC chuva....hahay...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haaay..since these requirements are individual, we won't have any overnight chuva's anymore hehehe i'll miss those guys and our all night fiesta's hehehe ...balik nya mo guys! the house seems lonely now ..... hehehe :) dracula's waiting too! hehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANNNND now, back to my title...because of all our requirements lots of people have been asking everyone for help on different things.... i've tried my best to help all those who asked for my help...  Sometimes  i just wish that the good samaritan in me will stop and turn black hehehe ..taw oi...it's very tiring to help when you're the one who'll end up in deep shit in the end... There, i finally said it...hehehe.. From my previous posts i've ranted bout this too. This is because, I try not to let my emotions control me in public. busa sa blog mag yawyaw.. teehee....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, for the n'th time i'm facing problems coz of my darned self...hmmph..now i'll start to think twice before i help anyone....now i know why people seldom help others... Shucks...i better go and prepare my speech for kuya again....haaay...kasaba # 100+ napud &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sometimes NOT helping is better... 0_o&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2535904441696447707?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2535904441696447707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2535904441696447707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2535904441696447707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2535904441696447707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/s-happens.html' title='S*** happens....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2939563021943864667</id><published>2007-10-14T19:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:41:36.026+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want.....</title><content type='html'>Time to stop for me....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My bed....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My pillows..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My fan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lovely dreams...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and a dazzling morning to wake up to!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want sleep....!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2939563021943864667?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2939563021943864667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2939563021943864667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2939563021943864667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2939563021943864667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want.html' title='I want.....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-535548902525549114</id><published>2007-10-07T16:35:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T20:36:05.221+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Break muna.. hehehe</title><content type='html'>Whew!..studying is making my brain bleed...huhuhuhuh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;heheheh anyways, time for a break! :p &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my plan to study early in the morning went kaput!..i woke up at 9 and when i went out of my room i found our neighbors on the couch...hmmm so i had to wear a nicer shirt, comb my hair and fix myself hahay...kakapoy... toinkz... :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We were all waiting for pacman's fight so it was a bit merry here at home...our door was open, their door was open and everybody just went in and out.. I didn't really mind coz i like it when the house is "merry" hehehe. . . . Also, they have Dracula (their cute poodle puppy!!) he kept running around so i was happy.. hehehe After a while they were getting very annoyed because a lot of people were talking about the "results" of the fight....They were trying to bet on who was going to win but gave up after a while.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I read a few pages of my notes then decided it really wasn't gonna work. The house was too busy, I was also waiting for the fight and Dracula kept distracting me... sooo i ended up talking with the guys... (my sis ain't back yet so i'm the only rose among the thorns hahaha!!) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Paet...kapoy na lingaw ila topics..... From Transformers to God, to girls to sports to computers and medical stuff (did i mention they are all nurses?!.. ). I was able to connect with  most of their topics but i got tired after a while (they actually don't understand why bamboo has a lot of girl fans! ahihihihi boring man daw iya songs)..I decided to continue editing some pics so they'd get the message that i was busy... toinkz...they started asking who were the ones on the pics, their names, numbers and etc.. hahay basta chiks lagi ahihihi... (don't worry guys, i will never give them your numbers hahaha :p) I just smiled and laughed with them (especially after they asked me to edit some of their pics! )  haaay..Good thing the big sis of kuya visited!.. naa ra ko ka talk hahaha.. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Having a lot of people ( labaw na mga kuya..) here at home can be verryy kapoy...but it's also great coz of the food! hahaha ..thanks sa coke, bananaQ, puto and suman kuya!.. hehehe.. and oh.. salamat sad sa highlighter! toinkz.. parasite au mi... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay lng, borrow man sad sila baso, kaldero, mop etc.. hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YAY!! abot na si ate ugma!!! hahahaha :) &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-535548902525549114?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/535548902525549114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=535548902525549114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/535548902525549114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/535548902525549114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/break-muna-hehehe.html' title='Break muna.. hehehe'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592225349060796437.post-3516768031323986176</id><published>2007-10-06T17:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:07:40.774+06:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!</title><content type='html'>huhuhhu i'm doomed i tell you! Doomed!!! waaaaaa!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm currently sorting our videos for our documentary... when i got to the video of one of the important ones..i found out that the audio is soo bad!!! i knew i should've brought my recorder along...shucks! huhuhuhuh...... uh oh...i mean you can still hear him talking, but there's just too much noise in the background! arghhh!...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna need extra ears to listen to this... groupmates, magpakabungol ta next week huhuhu..sorry.... li jud ko kasabot sa uban...saons hinay au tingog si daddy..... :( cenxa au....&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3516768031323986176?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3516768031323986176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3516768031323986176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3516768031323986176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3516768031323986176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/argh.html' title='argh!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1665201135324217119</id><published>2007-10-04T16:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:59:35.935+06:00</updated><title type='text'>when friends go crazy! hahahaha</title><content type='html'>hahay.. today was officially "SKIRT" day.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As some of you might know, i'm not much of a skirt fan...i like them (honest!) i just don't like to wear them at school...at school we're always busy. I like to wear them when i'm not too harrased..like strolling with my sis etc... (OA kayo sa?.. hahha)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyweiz.. i couldn't say no to my friends coz they' make me pay 100 each... and there's about 9 of us.. dang it..i was outnumbered! hmmph.... my bro and sis knew about thei plans but they didn't really do anything cept tease me! hahay..this is the part that i hate...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wasn't really comfortable coz i was supposed to report today too!...facing people+uncomfortable skirt= Dead emyats.. hahaha :) seriously, i wa freaking out.... OA lagi ko.. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually game ra ko... if only they gave me a week or so, nakakita pa cguro ko ug skirt.. hahaha! but unfortunately..i REALLY DONT have one!... so bawi na lng... i wore a blouse and everything that went with it.. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANd for that, i was late, the taxi didn't have change (i ended up walking from the store to the undergrad building..torture!) i was carrying my bag the triopod and video cam! (mura kog amaw) when i got to the gate, sir marx saw me and started teasing me....agrrrr....huhuhuhu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ambot ni ako fwends oi!..bleh! wala na ko utang oi! taka lng mu dah! hahahaha :) hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU GUYS OWE ME BIG TIME!!!!! :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm helping some friends with their project annnd i'm really itching to post the pics.. (shudi!.. bawal pa daw..) hahahaha .. anyweiz excited nko! hehehehe&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1665201135324217119?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1665201135324217119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1665201135324217119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1665201135324217119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1665201135324217119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-friends-go-crazy-hahahaha.html' title='when friends go crazy! hahahaha'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1536267685710281233</id><published>2007-10-03T18:04:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:04:40.144+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever....</title><content type='html'>had that feeling that everything's just gonna explode? That everything you've bottled up for so long is ready to overflow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or, how bout that feeling that you want to scream so loud just to make people understand what you are saying?  To show that you've had enough? That you are no longer amused by them...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have you ever had that feeling that, you're sooo angry at someone but everytime you attempt to make a fool of them or try not to care...you realize that it's wrong?....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm angry but i'm not. I'm soooo ssoooo angry but i can't do anything about it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahay..there... nahuwasan na ko.. hahahaah! .&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1536267685710281233?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1536267685710281233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1536267685710281233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1536267685710281233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1536267685710281233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1475866914547458388</id><published>2007-10-03T14:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:12:46.306+06:00</updated><title type='text'>A touching piece</title><content type='html'>As most of you might know i love the piano... i heard this piece first in the anime La corda d Oro (it's about music.. :) watch nya mo!) hehehehe i searched for a video of it and viola! :) hope you guys enjoy... nice au ni super!....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LO8jzwhGUaY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LO8jzwhGUaY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1475866914547458388?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1475866914547458388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1475866914547458388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1475866914547458388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1475866914547458388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/touching-piece.html' title='A touching piece'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-898376171932478241</id><published>2007-09-29T16:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:12:39.400+06:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy since yesterday...</title><content type='html'>Now i finally have the energy to blog about things.. hehehehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yesterday was one crazy day. I got lost looking for our econ classroom (i really don't have any sense of direction! :p) and i had ssssooo much fun pretending to be a boy! hahaha (for the entire morning i was "Christian", a soon to be media guy"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I just got my new sun sim and my phone from my bro (new family policy..keep your sun sim so we can call you.) i pulled a prank on Rachelle and pretended to be Christian. A soon  to be media guy who was dying to see her again after her pageant!.. hahahaha when i revealed my identity during luch time, grabe! kulang na lng i black eye ko ni rachelle.. hahaha PEACE CHELLE!!!!  lingaw lingaw ra tu ako..  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    My mind was flying during math time. (mao ra ni ako ma write about my classes hahaha) After class we went to paseo for the Ms. Campus journalist (CONGRATS CHLOE AND KAREN!!!). Camille was so happy coz she finally got to ride the Pink 04L jeep.. hahahaha..Rachelle had a MISadventure and the entire time in paseo, i was tryng to shrink hehehe..seriously, i really hate places like that..(wala ko nangaway ha...i just have this weird fear of people drinking etc.. basta long story..) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    When i got home, i was sooo disoriented that i actually poured my powdered iced tea, into the frying pan! (mga 12 na tu kapin and i wanted to eat dinner hehehe) i ended up eating iced tea flavored hotdogs hahaha!..i chatted with rachelle till... 3 am i think..before i went to bed..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next day, my bro was wondering of i was still alive coz i didn't wake up till 1 pm hahaha! amazing.. that's my longest record yet!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Today, i spent the remainder of my day here in multiply and surfing the net.... and oh, I was able to help camille get rid of the brontok that invaded her laptop... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My bro's friends just moved in the apartment adjacent to ours....now i have kokey (that's what i call him) calling me neighbor! hahahaha..... oh boy!....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-898376171932478241?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/898376171932478241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=898376171932478241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/898376171932478241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/898376171932478241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/crazy-since-yesterday.html' title='crazy since yesterday...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8568371931784964864</id><published>2007-09-28T20:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:28:25.365+06:00</updated><title type='text'>answer me? hehehe </title><content type='html'> &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1063981"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1063981/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;answer nya mu guys.. nalingaw lng jud ko ani hehehe :)   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8568371931784964864?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8568371931784964864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8568371931784964864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8568371931784964864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8568371931784964864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/answer-me-hehehe.html' title='answer me? hehehe '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7797478900608227892</id><published>2007-09-28T19:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:41:10.538+06:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahaha! (pls ignore my previous entry!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know i said that i'm going to sleep na.. pero i got really hungry and decided to eat while surfing the net...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; hahahaha! this pic is hilarious!!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x240/himantayon/sit.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaluoy sa miming!!!! hahahaha &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7797478900608227892?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7797478900608227892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7797478900608227892' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7797478900608227892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7797478900608227892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahahaha-pls-ignore-my-previous-entry.html' title='hahahaha! (pls ignore my previous entry!)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592225349060796437.post-2289599360071598712</id><published>2007-09-28T18:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:43:40.845+06:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>oh yeah!.. hahahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    The weekend's here... got nothing to do.... no assignments due on moday (cept our report) ... got a free day... waaaah!!! heheheheh        &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I'll finally get some sleep!! hahahaha :)  kapoy na eat dinner oi..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll blog about other stuff and eat dinner tomorrow na (yep, wala pa koy dinner..ahihihihi) kapoy na jud au .. i really wanna sleep...hehehehe :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;g'nyt guys!! wake me up ...when september ends! hahahaha&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2289599360071598712?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2289599360071598712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2289599360071598712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2289599360071598712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2289599360071598712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-9063699921501362195</id><published>2007-09-27T16:27:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:27:21.918+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer me?</title><content type='html'> &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href=http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1063981"&gt;&lt;img&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1063981"&gt;&lt;img&lt;/a&gt; src="&lt;a href=http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1063981/1.gif"&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1063981/1.gif"&lt;/a&gt; alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href=http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br&lt;/a&gt; &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-9063699921501362195?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/9063699921501362195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=9063699921501362195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9063699921501362195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/9063699921501362195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/answer-me_27.html' title='Answer me?'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1200425585425651972</id><published>2007-09-27T16:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:23:00.420+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer me?</title><content type='html'>hahaha... wala lng.. inspired ni by rachelle ahihii... lingawlingaw lng gud.. answer nya mo! 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(toinkz! hahaha joke ra ni guys..)</title><content type='html'>This post was inspired?... hahaha by rachelle... wala lng... :) ang dili ka answer manglibre jud nko ha!! hehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href=http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1063981"&gt;&lt;img&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1063981"&gt;&lt;img&lt;/a&gt; src="&lt;a href=http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1063981/2.gif"&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1063981/2.gif"&lt;/a&gt; alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href=http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br&lt;/a&gt; &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7647219289628421117?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7647219289628421117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7647219289628421117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7647219289628421117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7647219289628421117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/are-you-my-friend-toinkz-hahaha-joke-ra.html' title='Are you my friend?.. (toinkz! hahaha joke ra ni guys..)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6001907178857746779</id><published>2007-09-26T19:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:43:49.094+06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Am!!!.... </title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Hey there AL Marie&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What's it like in New York City?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; we're a thousand miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; But girl tonight you look so pretty&lt;br&gt; Yes you do&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuente Osmena can't shine as bright as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hey there Al Marie&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don't you worry about the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We're right there if you get lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Give this song another listen&lt;br&gt; Close your eyes&lt;br&gt; Listen to our voice it's our disguise&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We're by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;br&gt; Oh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K &lt;/span&gt;man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man gud ta gud...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(hahahaha!....wala koy ma hunahuna-an nga ipuli!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hey there Al Marie&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We know times are getting hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But just believe us girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Someday we'll pay the bills with our guitars&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We'll have it good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We'll have the life we knew we would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; My word is good&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hey there AL Marie&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; we've got so much left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If every simple song we wrote to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Would take your breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We'd write it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Even more in love with us you'd fall &lt;br&gt; We'd have it all&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;br&gt; Oh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K &lt;/span&gt;man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; I'd walk to you if I had no other way&lt;br&gt; Our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br&gt; and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br&gt; That none of them have felt this way&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al Marie we can promise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; That by the time we get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The world will never ever be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And you're to blame &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey there Al Marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You be good and don't you miss us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;(kay pwede na ka mapriso hekhekhek)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Two more years and we'll be done with school (hope so! hehe)&lt;br&gt; And we'll be making history like we do&lt;br&gt; You know it's all because of you&lt;br&gt; We can do whatever we want to&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hey there Al Marie here's to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; This ones for you &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;br&gt; Oh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K &lt;/span&gt;man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt; Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man tang tanan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.D.E.C.K&lt;/span&gt; man gud ta gud...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When camille and i heard this song am, ikaw jud dayon ang ni pop sa amo minds.. hehehe  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; i changed some words para mu "bagay" kunohay.. hehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pssst! we miss yah, luv yah, ingatz and God bLess!!!!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;m,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;enden,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;mem,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;amille, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ristine.......&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6001907178857746779?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6001907178857746779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6001907178857746779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6001907178857746779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6001907178857746779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-am.html' title='For Am!!!.... '/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-6250005129341777073</id><published>2007-09-26T16:20:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:20:15.726+06:00</updated><title type='text'>when i think of endings....</title><content type='html'>When i think of endings i always relate it to someone leaving.Since i was a kid, i had to deal with my bro's and sis' leaving for college. I was only able to share a few years of my life with them and i can't even remember most of them (uuuhh... this kinda explains why i can't jam with them most of the time hehehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;). When i was still in elementary, most of my friends thought i was an only child hehehe.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate it when movies or books end, coz then i won't be able to see the characters anymore. I always want to know what happens next. At the end of every day, i often think of what i did, what my friends and i talked about, and a lot of other things. (yeah, i think too much sometimes hehehe) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, i started this topic coz of rachelle's post.. (:p ahihihihi) i actually don't want the sem to end yet. coz then, i 'd have to face 2nd sem, then on to our senior year, then on to the final sem, then graduation. It's still a long way to go but i'm already worried about it. praning noh?... hahaha &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I dunno, i guess i don't want college to end coz i'll miss all the activities, the people and everything too much! hehehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-6250005129341777073?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6250005129341777073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=6250005129341777073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6250005129341777073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/6250005129341777073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-think-of-endings.html' title='when i think of endings....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-1038598931557462870</id><published>2007-09-25T12:58:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T16:58:24.679+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement day....</title><content type='html'>Waaaaah!..i knew something was gonna happen today.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before i went home, i went by Marc and Matheau's to buy some bread for my broS...Today is our payday(allowance/sweldo hehehe) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annnnd&lt;/span&gt; i know my brother's gonna inquire about the 3.5k i asked from ate....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When he arrived his first words were "para asa ning 3.5?" &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;...waaaah! nawarla ko ... i smiled and said "do you really want to know?" hahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Na shock xa... especially when i said na since intrams pa naguba si jack and ako ra nangita ug way nga maayo hehehe :) He couldn't believe it.. la sad ko kasabot sa iya reaction---- 30% lagot and 70% shocked?... hehehehe..basta i just kept smiling and told him the story... hehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What really annoyed him was that my sisters knew what happened and didn't tell him...ana xa maro na daw ko &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; hehehe (anyweiz he used to do this to our eldest sis teehee) ...what can i say?.. when i'm in trouble, my brain tends to move faster... i think... heehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaaay! finally this is all over!.... hahahaha.. i fixed my prob perooo..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that's one month's worth of allowance, down the drain! but hey, i just can't stop smiling! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now for kuya's 2gig mem card.....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt; hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-1038598931557462870?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1038598931557462870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=1038598931557462870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1038598931557462870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/1038598931557462870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/judgement-day.html' title='Judgement day....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2081456608807367287</id><published>2007-09-24T18:21:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:21:56.059+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss jokjok.... :)</title><content type='html'>Last september 22 we went to ralph boarding house to interview his landlord....We found out lot of stuff and met a very interesting dog...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This dog, didn't bark at us, growl or intimidate us....In fact all it wanted was a good pat on the head... :) ralph introduced us to jokjok (that was his name) and i just loved him!.. hehehe (naa na sad ko..) He was sooo cute and lambing kaayo xa!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Believe it or not, jokjok is a dog who actually acts like a cat!.. hahahah.... grabe ka lambing nya magsige ug suksuk sa imo tiil..murag iring hahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jokjok lives with 18 cats so i'm not surprised that he's experiencing identity crisis! I don't care.. i like him that way ahihihhi... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nya asa mo?.. iya snack kay la fortuna nga hopia... mupalit iya amo just for him.. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehehe&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2081456608807367287?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2081456608807367287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2081456608807367287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2081456608807367287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2081456608807367287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-miss-jokjok.html' title='I miss jokjok.... :)'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3388551195032885138</id><published>2007-09-23T09:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:28:38.495+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Gadgets?.... hehehe</title><content type='html'>    When I was a kid i had lots of pets. I had turtles, white mice, a hamster, puppies, kittens, ants, grasshoppers, spiders, and at some point a chicken (who i named nok-nok hehehe) i also wanted a snake but my bro and mom freaked out when i asked them hehehe :p Soooo many pets, soooo many names!... i had a dog named purple (but after he was shot 5 or more times by the security guard back home, i changed it to survivor), jade, blake, tiny, kooky, scoop, cheeky and lots more...  i forgot the names of my turtles, spiders, grasshopper and and ants (i didn't think they'd need one :p ) my hamster died after one week (I blamed it on the petshop and I still do! i swear she was already sick when i brought her home!) My mice had the weirdest names. There was killer, his apprentice "apprentice", victim, and hmmmm i forgot the other one...They were like gangs who wouldn't stop fighting!.. sheesh....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Now that i'm in the city where i'm not allowed to have pets.. i have started adopting my gadgets.. hahaha they're my pet gadgets...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's Jack who just came from the E.R. after his fall from the double-deck and my computer, Bestfriend  hehehe :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wala lng, i just started to remember these things when i was blog hopping. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I saw a cam named thirdy and there was another one called piolo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rachelle has shuffee and Ara has echo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmm.... wonder when i'll be able to buy buddy? i'm sure he's so lonely, all alone in his glass case at SM!... hehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i think i'm going crazy.. hahahaha :p&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3388551195032885138?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3388551195032885138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3388551195032885138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3388551195032885138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3388551195032885138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/pet-gadgets-hehehe.html' title='Pet Gadgets?.... hehehe'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3763402274571150856</id><published>2007-09-22T18:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:09:46.825+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm... wala ko lain ma post hehehe</title><content type='html'>Nahan ko mu post pero wala koy mahunahuna-an..soooo mag postpost na lng ko ug unsa ako makit-an hehehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; (weird jud kayo ni nga smiley!) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-----------------------------------hmmmmm kani na lng... [:-) &lt;align="center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Scrapbook&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Rummaging through forgotten boxes,&lt;br&gt; Up in the dreary attic.&lt;br&gt; A faded, unfinished scrapbook&lt;br&gt; was caught by lonely eyes.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Eager hands reached down to touch it,&lt;br&gt; An anxious heart was beating fast.&lt;br&gt; For inside those moth-eaten pages&lt;br&gt; Lay dusty pictures of a carefree past&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; As trembling fingers slowly traced,&lt;br&gt; the worn-out stationery filled with tales.&lt;br&gt; Familiar lines reached quivering lips,&lt;br&gt; "Friends for keeps, bestfriends for life"&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; As each brittle page is turned,&lt;br&gt; Memories are re-lived, deep feelings return.&lt;br&gt; A drowning emotion--nostalgia&lt;br&gt; Of a past when troubles were unknown.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Then on one page, everything just stops.&lt;br&gt; No more flowery edges, no more magazine cuts.&lt;br&gt; now on the lonely page, are splattered, discolored dots,&lt;br&gt; They roll down your cheeks, the tears start to fall.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Your heart starts to ache as the book is put down.&lt;br&gt; Aching for that time of innocence and bliss.&lt;br&gt; Wanting to go back, back before time seized us.&lt;br&gt; Back to the time before we discovered growing up. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/align="center&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3763402274571150856?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3763402274571150856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3763402274571150856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3763402274571150856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3763402274571150856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmmmm-wala-ko-lain-ma-post-hehehe.html' title='Hmmmm... wala ko lain ma post hehehe'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-7097925928886810106</id><published>2007-09-21T14:33:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:33:14.033+06:00</updated><title type='text'>damn..Amards na ni...</title><content type='html'>i feel sooo bad right now that i seriously want to go to my friend's boarding houses... it's better there, all they have to worry about are themselves. No lectures to go home to, no listening to how incompetent you are, OR how stupid you are. All i want is to worry about myself right now. I don't care if you think i'm dumb, or i'm too childish, or whatever the hell you want to call me....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so sorry if i'm raving about this again To those who are reading, you can stop if you want to... i'm just sooo pissed right now. I really want to go out somewhere and just stay out. i don't want to be in a home where the only things that matter are problems and being "grown up". I am grown up! for my age anyway. It wasn't my fault that i was born a decade after you guys! it's not my fault i act childish (I am a child, and will forever be a child in your eyes!) so sorry nah.Damn! When will i be able to do things without being judged by the "Grown-up" patrol. Once again,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; was born a decade after you guys okay?!... a decade! so please give me a break! Of course i won't be able to level with you! damn! Why can't you understand that?.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I try okay, i try... i always try to level with you guys. Before i do somehting, i think about it over and over before i "present" it to you guys. but almost everytime, i AlWAYS end up doing the wrong, most stupid, most childish, most OA, most (what else did i forget?..) thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I keep trying to talk to you guys but it never amounts to anything. It's, as usual, "my childish way of dealing with things" right?... like now, i'm ranting about stuff that shouldn't be seen or heard by others.. once again ga binugo ko (for sure all out war na naman kung mabasahan ni).. Right now, i couldn't care less... There are a lot of times when i just suck it all up and smile, okay. (that's what you guys want di ba? just suck it all up and forget about it. (Shudi mag inOA..oops di man sad diay ko pwede mag binayot noh? kemz..i shouldn't be OA. payts?) but you have to understand that there are also times when i need to let it out.. i'm not as strong as you. I'm not as "emotionless" as you guys.. at least not yet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You guys just wait. The time will come that i'll grow up and BE like you. Till then, please just let me be.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll quit yapping now.... i just wanted to let all this out without looking like a fool at home... (yeah, but now i'm looking like a fool in my multiply! sheesh!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-7097925928886810106?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7097925928886810106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=7097925928886810106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7097925928886810106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/7097925928886810106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/damnamards-na-ni.html' title='damn..Amards na ni...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-4839634377167132806</id><published>2007-09-15T07:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T11:06:15.952+06:00</updated><title type='text'>of all the things i miss.....</title><content type='html'>                                i miss my mind the most!... hahays.. hahahaha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kapoya oi! we just finished our econ exam...kapoy.. gadugo pa ako brain hehehehe wahuhuhuhu.... i wanna sleep but the dang computer won't let me! toinkz... hehehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nweiz, g'bye! eat sa ko hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-4839634377167132806?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4839634377167132806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=4839634377167132806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4839634377167132806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/4839634377167132806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-all-things-i-miss.html' title='of all the things i miss.....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8704109557077608479</id><published>2007-09-13T17:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:10:02.071+06:00</updated><title type='text'>sa mga naghulat sa pics...</title><content type='html'>ei so sorry jud for the delay sa pag upload....saonz naguba man ang cam gud....(pero ayo na xa!! hehehe libog au ko noh?.. resulta sa econ..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i didn't want to upload pa tung wala pa na ayo coz i'm sure kuya will ask where's the cam.. hehehehe :) cge na lng gud.. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyweiz magupload na nya ko.... after lng cguro sa exams.. heheheh:)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8704109557077608479?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8704109557077608479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8704109557077608479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8704109557077608479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8704109557077608479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/sa-mga-naghulat-sa-pics.html' title='sa mga naghulat sa pics...'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-2440824226838240288</id><published>2007-09-12T05:03:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:03:42.941+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yEAH!!!! hehehehe</title><content type='html'>yesterday when we were waiting for our class to start..i got this message.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"maam okay na imo cam pwede na nimo makuha anytime" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;weeeee!!!!!! grabe! finally i can sleep peacefully, go to school with a smile and return the cam to kuya!! hehehehe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Special thanks to butchik, denden, camille, rachelle, icah and kristine!!! salamat kaayo guys for all the help annnd not teling kuya!! hehehehe :) you're the best guys!! hehhe :) sorry that i had to lie to bro... you know how i hate it when we fight... thanks for understanding and being there (amards nani da.. hehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;weeee! happy jud au ko!!! ...i'm gonna get the cam this afternoon....&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-2440824226838240288?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2440824226838240288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=2440824226838240288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2440824226838240288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/2440824226838240288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-yeah-hehehehe.html' title='Oh yEAH!!!! hehehehe'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-3219814380218729834</id><published>2007-09-09T11:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:20:00.291+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazing....</title><content type='html'>    i found this topic from someone's blog... and you know?... i couldn't agree more!! sheesh! why would people subject themselves to pain?....to gain friendship, brotherhood, sisterhood etc. you don't need pain, paddles and blood! heck! i think it's stupid to believe that!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/bat.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    if you want power, a group to rely on, or friends, don't go to those who give you pain! instead, go to those who can really help you, people who won't abandon you and just say whoops when something goes wrong! sheesh!...When i read the article about a law student who died from hazing, i got soooo angry (dawa nakasulat gud!! hahaha)....imagine, the people who beat him to death were also law students, they study the freakin' law! they know what they're doing is wrong! law students! in the future they'll become our lawyers, the "defenders of people" etc. etc. etc. and hey! they could become our senators, our lawmakers our leaders! tsk tsk tsk....makes me wonder where our world is going to! sheesh! as in sheesh!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;here are some lines of the inquirer article&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now, the men who watched Cris die can still sleep in their beds at night. They remember how his eyes looked those last few minutes. They know if he cried, if he begged; if he said please, stop. They held his broken body on the way to the hospital. They saw him and touched him and heard him scream, and today some of them still go to class and study human rights law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are many things I do not understand. I understand that these fraternity men are scholars, law students, people educated by the state in the hope that someday they will give back in service to the nation. I do not understand what sort of twisted logic can make intelligent men believe that friendship and loyalty need to be proven through a brutal initiation.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[This is my favourite line]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can men, who gleefully smash their paddles behind thighs and arms, be called brothers by their victims? Don’t they know that had they died the way Cris died, none of their loyal fraternity brods would call them brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://opinion.inquirer.net/inquireropinion/columns/view_article.php?article_id=86071"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for the full article&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;makalagot kayo!..to think in the future i might be studying law.... (honestly i really don't like lawyers that much! most of them strike me as "pretenders" like the killers who still study human rights!..grrr....)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe scaler em oi! hehehehe :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-3219814380218729834?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3219814380218729834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=3219814380218729834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3219814380218729834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/3219814380218729834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/hazing.html' title='Hazing....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-8406895027073123561</id><published>2007-09-08T09:53:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T13:53:49.807+06:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanted to know....</title><content type='html'>before our intramurals i honestly did not know what popjazz was...hehehe ingana ko ka ignoy..hahahaha...so i decided to search some vids and found this....cool kayo! :) if you wanna go directly to the dance just let it load then go to 2:40....have fun!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="530" height="370"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/p/2E0AA8266666E730"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed&gt;http://www.youtube.com/p/2E0AA8266666E730"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed&lt;/a&gt; src="&lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/p/2E0AA8266666E730"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/p/2E0AA8266666E730"&lt;/a&gt; type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="530" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehehehe... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; hehehe now i know what pop jazz is! hehehe bleh li nko ignoy.....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; (weird au ni nga smiley ai..)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-8406895027073123561?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8406895027073123561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=8406895027073123561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8406895027073123561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/8406895027073123561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-wanted-to-know.html' title='just wanted to know....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</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-592225349060796437.post-944171859537473244</id><published>2007-09-07T17:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:19:23.652+06:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a good laugh!....</title><content type='html'>hahay...sa kadako sko problema mukatawa na lng ko....huuhuhuhu...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;posts from himantayon.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way to USC-Main, inside a 62C jeepney.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Duha ka babaye ga-lingkod sa front seat. Nag-tukar ang kanta nga “High” by The Speaks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl1:&lt;/strong&gt; Ganahan kaayo ko aning kantaha oi!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl2:&lt;/strong&gt; Gikanta mani ni Sam Milby.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl1:&lt;/strong&gt; Pero, murag dili siya ang original.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl2:&lt;/strong&gt; Sige lang, nindot man iya version.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ug sa dihang ni abot na sa chorus part…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl1:&lt;/strong&gt; I want to hold your head and hand..yeah, hold your head and hand…hee yeah, yeah yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Butuan City General Hospital Emergency Room. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bata Gituli. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After mga 30 minutes…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bata:&lt;/strong&gt; Kadugay ba ana mahuman. Habol na inyo gunting noh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Akong manghod (7 yrs. old) ug ang iyang tutor sa amuang sala. Filipino ang subject nga ila gitun-an:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tutor: Salita na nagsisimula sa letrang O?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Manghod: O…Ow…(perti gyung huna-huna sa ako manghud…luoy na kaayo iya nawong) Ot*n?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tutor: Oy! Dis-a gud ka gikan ana nga word?! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Manghod: Ay…Obas diay…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!....tawa na ko.. hahahaha... :) hahaaaaay~~~~......&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ahihihhi btaw uy! visit mu himantayon.com!...uber funny! hehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/592225349060796437-944171859537473244?l=emyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/feeds/944171859537473244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=592225349060796437&amp;postID=944171859537473244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/944171859537473244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/592225349060796437/posts/default/944171859537473244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emyat.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-good-laugh.html' title='i need a good laugh!....'/><author><name>myat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142241450051607057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
