<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107</id><updated>2009-08-31T03:14:37.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Henyo.Gago.Guapo.</title><subtitle type='html'>"Ako ang Number 1 sa Distrito."
 -Hanamichi Sakuragi</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-115745832141860336</id><published>2006-09-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:12:01.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANG PAGBABALIK NG COMEBACK</title><content type='html'>Huwahahahahahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nabuhay muli ang Henyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abangan ang susunod niyang pag-utot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-115745832141860336?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/115745832141860336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=115745832141860336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/115745832141860336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/115745832141860336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2006/09/ang-pagbabalik-ng-comeback.html' title='ANG PAGBABALIK NG COMEBACK'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-114382156616001039</id><published>2006-04-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:12:46.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>I've decided to blog once again. Apparently blogging helps aspiring writers to hone their timid skills. Test site will be up April 4. New blog expected to go up April 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stratosphere-20.blogspot.com"&gt;www.stratosphere-20.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-114382156616001039?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/114382156616001039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=114382156616001039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/114382156616001039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/114382156616001039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2006/04/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-113206336935959530</id><published>2005-11-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:02:49.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/274/2139/640/Ajmaweb%202005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/274/2139/320/Ajmaweb%202005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ateneo junior mktng assn. web team&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-113206336935959530?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/113206336935959530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=113206336935959530' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/113206336935959530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/113206336935959530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/11/ateneo-junior-mktng-assn.html' title=''/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-112628541910706479</id><published>2005-09-10T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:12:13.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that you can't leave behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of (U2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of anything in this world&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to find a decent melody&lt;br /&gt;A song that I can sing in my own company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you were a fool&lt;br /&gt;But darling, look at you&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight&lt;br /&gt;These tears are going nowhere, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that later will be better now you're stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forsake, the colours that you bring&lt;br /&gt;But the nights you filled with fireworks&lt;br /&gt;They left you with nothing&lt;br /&gt;I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me&lt;br /&gt;I still listen through your ears, and through your eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are such a fool&lt;br /&gt;To worry like you do&lt;br /&gt;I know it's tough, and you can never get enough&lt;br /&gt;Of what you don't really need now... my oh my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;Oh love look at you now&lt;br /&gt;You've got yourself stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unconscious, half asleep&lt;br /&gt;The water is warm till you discover how deep...&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't jumping... for me it was a fall&lt;br /&gt;It's a long way down to nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that later will be better now&lt;br /&gt;You're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the night runs over&lt;br /&gt;And if the day won't last&lt;br /&gt;And if our way should falter&lt;br /&gt;Along the stony pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the night runs over&lt;br /&gt;And if the day won't last&lt;br /&gt;And if your way should falter&lt;br /&gt;Along the stony pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's just a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time will pass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;====================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walk On (U2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And love is not the easy thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only baggage you can bring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And love is not the easy thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only baggage you can bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is all that you can't leave behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if the darkness is to keep us apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if your glass heart should crack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And for a second you turn back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no, be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk on, walk on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you got they can’t steal it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No they can’t even feel it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk on, walk on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay safe tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A place that has to be believed to be seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You could have flown away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A singing bird in an open cage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who will only fly, only fly for freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk on, walk on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you've got they can't deny it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can’t sell it, can’t buy it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk on, walk on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay safe tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know it aches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And your heart it breaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you can only take so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk on, walk on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Home… hard to know what it is if you’ve never had one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Home… I can’t say where it is but I know I'm going home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's where the hurt is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it aches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How your heart it breaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you can only take so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk on, walk on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leave it behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got to leave it behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you fashion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you build&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you measure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you steal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you can't leave behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you dress up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that you scheme… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-112628541910706479?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/112628541910706479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=112628541910706479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112628541910706479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112628541910706479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-that-you-cant-leave-behind.html' title='All that you can&apos;t leave behind'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-112481964119643941</id><published>2005-08-24T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T01:54:01.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still haven't found what I'm looking for</title><content type='html'>I guess that pretty much says it. I'm not tormented or anything, and it's been a whole year since i felt authentically miserable. Yeah, things are definitely okay, i don't feel so messed up, and life's definitely not a bitch. It just seems that I'm at a stalemate right now. No pressure. Inuman every week. Basketball. Pasas. And all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ideal day in my head would be to wake up at 7:00 in the morning, have breakfast (low-fat of course), study my stuff before afternoon class, then prep up, walk (ever since that hassle of a trike ban), sit in class, take notes, raise questions, and be on track. After that do a 5 km jog, or play basketball even though i suck at it. Then when I get home, maybe do some sit-ups, then take a bath, and play the guitar, do some leads, sing some phrases, and then get back to studying. No smoke, no fat. And then sleep at 11 pm or 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's it. Ewan, i think that all this is not who I am. I don't know. Do i lack focus, or have I played the end image in my head a million times that I just wanna puke it out. I have this image of being perfect, the thing that I believe that I could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you better not give me that crap that no one is perfect. I just don't buy it. Not now. Not when I look at myself at the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel about it, I think I'm missing romance in my life. I've come close to experiencing it, but came up short. This is the only thing that I haven't done. I'm a total zero on that. I just don't get it. Why doesn't it happen to me? I look around and see that everywhere, it's possible. Maybe just a small taste of it. Well, yeah, there are a lot of things wrong about me, or i don't know if it's just a matter of LOOKING GOOD. If that is the standard, I guess I don't fit the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this shit with my studies. Yeah, for most of my life, it's kept me going. But I'm sick and tired of just being good and getting the straight A. It's an all too predictable ground for me. There's nothing challenging about it anymore. It's just been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need love. I don't know where to get it. I can't understand how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a preacher who doesn't practice my words. I seem to be this know-all arbiter of human relationships. Somewhere there's always a textbook answer to any inquiry on love. I can offer advice off the top of my mouth. But it don't make me better. It doesn't make me more of the man I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I acting on curiosity? I guess I'm just frustrated. God give me a small dick but please just don't let me walk this earth alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm profane, i get it. But I'm just fed up with all the smoking, all the drinking, all the laugh trips, all that shit. I can't rest with people just telling me "you're a great guy, mabait ka, astig kang kasama, all that rap". It doesn't sell anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all this thought of making myself better the answer seems to get more elusive. I don't have Jesus issues, I believe in going to mass on sunday, I recommend reading the bible, that music is a powerful expression of the soul, that you have to give in order to receive, that I would never do the shit that other people do to their girlfriends and boyfriends. Well, i won a quiz bee here and there, i could dribble a ball, i could crack a joke or two. I don't have trust issues, or at the very least i could open up when needed to, I ain't a goddamn drunk. I believe that a man must rest certain liberties for the sake of preserving the social order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I could write a poem a hundred miles long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on that subject, i seem to have lost all the arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't found what I'm looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-112481964119643941?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/112481964119643941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=112481964119643941' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112481964119643941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112481964119643941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-still-havent-found-what-im-looking.html' title='I still haven&apos;t found what I&apos;m looking for'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-112229943202314419</id><published>2005-07-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:53:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me blog pa nga pala ako...Dalawang buwan akong di nagupdate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano nangyari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nagproject head sa orsem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. RJ Guitar Bar gig with the ACTM Peeps en Broken Hearts club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Breakup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Org Tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ACTM Inuman sa condo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. D ko kasama ung mga blockmates na madalas kong kasama last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Showcase kapitbahay ko. Tsaka ung ka-row ko sa brand management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nagpapapayat nga pala ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sa di ko inaasahan pagkakataon iinom rin pala ako ng lecheng protein drink at mga food supplements. Kala ko hanggang prutas at gulay lang ang balak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nagbabasketball na uli ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Nagmomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Nag kikinseng laps sa indoor track oval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. D nakauwi sa nova ng tatlong sunod na linggo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Semi-roomate ko ang Captain Babble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Tinambakan ng 30 puntos ang Blu Egols. Mabuhay ka doug kramer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An tindi sumorus ng mga kabarkada ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pasas. Pasas. Pasas. Pasas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Takbo! Takbo! Takbo! Takbo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hinamon ni Carlos Carlos Jr. sa isang sembreak ng gitarahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Longshot pero nagapply sa business week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Kaklase ang penomenon sa iilang kurso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Nawawala na ung dating nararamdaman ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Lumalabas na ang plemang naipon sa tatlo't-kalahating taon ng pagyoyosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Naadik sa satellite caf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Ginagago ng titser sa China class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. BUSINESS LEADERSHIP FORUM sa Intercon. Kumain ng hamburger na&lt;br /&gt;       nagkakahalaga ng 410 piso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Nang-interview ng ACTM freshies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Uminom sa Ayala Heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Nag - BALLROOM dancing. Feeling Mr. and Mrs. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Pumayat na raw sabi ng mga ilang nilalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Nababadtrip sa itsura ni Marvin Sia sa loob ng Moro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Sinunog ang mata sa derederetsong panonood ng one tree hill season one. Mamatay&lt;br /&gt;       na si Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Muntik nang makasira ng iPOD 40 GB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Inabot ng 3500 ang inipong barya sa loob ng dalawang buwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. May batchmate akong sobrang gumaganda. Komtek. Ibang block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. May taong naghahanap ng kabaliktaran niya. Mahilig siya sa YM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Wala nang utang na bumabagabag sa isip ko tuwing umaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Isang taon nang lumipas matapos marinig ang mga katagang "hanggang  &lt;br /&gt;       _________ lang." Bilis a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Mahigit isang taon na kong kumokondo, at natapos na rin ang kalbaryo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Mag 8-buwan nang di ko nababangga ung kotse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Tang ina ang hirap i-quit ng Yosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Gig wid mikel sa magnet. Astig si Karl Roy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Gig wid Carlos Carlos, Mr. Lee, Daflight, Cess, Migs, Trick, ACTM sa Gweilos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Nagtanim ng 24 puno at magtatanim muli. Namatay ung 21 dun sa mga tinanim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. May 15-page paper ukol sa pagtatanim ng puno sa sa pagxexerox ng libro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Sobrang sarap tumakbo. Naghahatak na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Gumagaling na kong gumitara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Wala masyadong pagkakataong gaguhin ang WOC and WAF. Swerte siya nagsisine&lt;br /&gt;       lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Natulog ng 3am dahil lang sa Aegis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Napaaway sa kapitbahay dahil sa major inuman sa condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Sa loob ng 2 buwan, 2 cd pa lang nabibili ko. Anbelibabul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Apat na cut ko sa lecheng t-th na th 151. Maaply ko kaya ung unlimited cuts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Limang linggo akong di nakasimba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Astig batman begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Nalaman kung gaano kasisiw makapasok sa call center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Longshot pero nagapply sa business week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Nagresign ang 10 gabinete ni GMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Nabuburat kay Fr. David at natutuwa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Lang kwenta talaga theo class ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Ang boring ni Chi-chi Robles. Napakabig-deal ng power point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Sa unang pagkakataon MAS SIKAT ANG C2 kesa coke sa panlasa ng mga Atenista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Nakakahilo ang C2 pero wala kang magawa. un lang ang meron e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Tang ina sa kasikatan niya 25.00 ang C2 sa vendo sa ateneo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Naadik sa goto at cheesedog at turon ng satellite caf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Nandidiri sa vegetable juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Gibson SG na ang pangarap kong gitara. GIBSON, hindi Ibanez ha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. May Mark Herras sa brand management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. May iba't-ibang flavor na nga pala ang C2. Eto na yata ang pinakamahalagang bagay&lt;br /&gt;      sa loob ng Ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Birhen pa rin ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-112229943202314419?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/112229943202314419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=112229943202314419' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112229943202314419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112229943202314419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/07/bonjour_25.html' title='Bonjour'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-112057105398809600</id><published>2005-07-05T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:44:13.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apdeyt</title><content type='html'>Tinatamad ako magupdate. Antay lang kayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-112057105398809600?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/112057105398809600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=112057105398809600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112057105398809600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/112057105398809600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/07/apdeyt.html' title='Apdeyt'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111918528467798711</id><published>2005-06-19T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:00:49.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Napaisip Ulit (Runner)</title><content type='html'>Laging bigo&lt;br /&gt;Laging sawi sa pag-ibig&lt;br /&gt;Minamalas o kay saket&lt;br /&gt;May balat nga ba ako sa pwet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuti pa ang tindera sa kanto&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainggit TL ang sweet nila ng kanilang nobyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang sanang maranasang umibig&lt;br /&gt;Tamaan ng kupido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang maranasan ang langit&lt;br /&gt;Tumibok muli ang puso ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumatakbo ang oras&lt;br /&gt;Naiiwan na ako ng panahon&lt;br /&gt;Di na nagbago bawat araw pare-pareho&lt;br /&gt;Parang kahapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumatakbo ang oras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May birthday cake ka nga&lt;br /&gt;Wala namang kandila&lt;br /&gt;May Krismas tri na malupet&lt;br /&gt;Wala namang pansabit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadyang ganyan ang aking buhay&lt;br /&gt;Walang kasing tamlay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sanang tumandang nagiisa&lt;br /&gt;Tatanggapin nalang ba ang malupit na tadhana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O kaya'y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatanggapin na lang na ako'y&lt;br /&gt;Sadyang hindi pinagpala...&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;br /&gt;Ayoko na ng drama...&lt;br /&gt;Punasan na ang luha.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etong taon kaya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111918528467798711?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111918528467798711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111918528467798711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111918528467798711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111918528467798711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/06/napaisip-ulit-runner.html' title='Napaisip Ulit (Runner)'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111747158433146942</id><published>2005-05-31T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T00:49:18.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Tot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food For...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dami ng gusto ng Henyong mangyari sa loob ng maiksing panahon (Guitar God, Best Org Member, Big ****, Bling-Bling, Washboard Abs, etc.), tumatak muli sa kanya ang isang napakahalagang payo, na matagal na niyang nabaon sa Basement 10 ng kanyang kukote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"TAKE THINGS ONE SMALL STEP, ONE DAY AT A TIME."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Matapos ang maikling pagmumuni-muni ay lumuwag na ang kanyang ulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hindi dapat sumuko habang di pa dumarating ang problema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be Cool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kaya't sa panahon ng krisis (bawal magkasakit) ay uupo siya sa isang tabi sandali, hihinga ng malalim, titignan ang problema, pero iisipan kaagad ng solusyon. Pag naisip na, gawin kaagad. Ayaw na niya ng post-assessment stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da Enlightened 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Galing nya no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111747158433146942?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111747158433146942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111747158433146942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111747158433146942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111747158433146942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-tot.html' title='Just a Tot'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111687486264717098</id><published>2005-05-24T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T14:50:23.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Kabilang Dako</title><content type='html'>Kagagaling ko lang kanina sa Seattle's Best kasama ang Kuya Robert ko. Matagal din kaming hindi nakapagusap. Sa loob ng isa't kalahating oras marami din kaming nasilayan na isyu, problema, solusyon, pangarap. Ngunit ito siguro ang pinakamahalagang bagay na naisip ko, at inamin ko kanina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Masyado akong makasarili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakarami kong gusto, hinihingi. Nasanay akong humiyaw at magreklamo ng kaunti.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit hindi ako natutong magpasalamat ng tama, ng mabuti, ng may sinseridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika 2 na ng umaga, inaantok na ako, ngunit kinakailangan ko itong ibanggit, mangyari lang na tumatak ito sa ulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katulad na lamang sa nanay ko.&lt;br /&gt;Araw at gabi siyang nagpakahirap sa ibang bansa upang matustusan lamang ang pag-aaral ko.&lt;br /&gt;Pera, pagkain, damit, kotse, laptop, cellphone, iPOD, paglakbay, CD, tsokolate, lahat ng hiningi ko.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi siya nagkulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ang magsulat ng isang mahusay na akda ng pasasalamat, hirap na hirap ako. Ang dami kong palusot. Ang dami kong ginagawang iba. Ang dami kong prayoridad. Ang daming humahadlang sa isang napakasimpleng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALAMAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagamat nakukuha kong magpasalamat, hindi pa rin ito sapat upang ipakita ko sa kanya ang intensyon kong mahalin siya kahit 3000 milya ang agwat naming dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa buong buhay ko tumatanggap ako ng biyaya galing sa isang dakilang tao na tinuring ako bilang kanyang ilaw, kanyang kasiyahan, kanyang bunga, kanyang ANAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tumatak sa isipan ko ang laki ng pagkukulang ko sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa buhay ko ang dami kong inaasam na pangarap. Pera lang ang katapat. Mag-iipon ako. Dadagdagan na lang ng magulang ko. Magsisikap ako at ipapakita ko na mahusay ang aking marka bilang katwiran sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang balikbayan box.&lt;br /&gt;Isang matabang bank account.&lt;br /&gt;Limang kahon ng SPAM.&lt;br /&gt;Limang trak ng tsokolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katapat ng isang sulat.&lt;br /&gt;Katapat ng tatlong salita: I Love You&lt;br /&gt;Lima kung dadagdagan mo ng Very Much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasanay ako sa kanyang pagtawag bawat linggo, na babanggitin ko kung anong nangyari sa pitong araw, magpapasalamat ng automatic para sa kanyang suporta at pagmamahal, at ipapasa ang telepono sa Tita ko.&lt;br /&gt;Mahigit 15 taon ang rutinang ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga sulat ko sa kanya at mga litratong pinadadala ko ang nagsisilbing inspirasyon upang makaraos siya sa tindi ng kanyang trabaho at sa kawalan ng pahinga. Sulat na kanyang dinudugtong upang matanaw ang buhay na hindi niya nasaksihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagpasok mo sa kanyang kuwarto, wala kang makikita kundi mga litrato ng kanyang anak, nakadikit sa dingding, sa kisame, sa tabi ng TV, sa itaas ng mesa, sa unan ng kama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larawang nagsasalaysay ng isang batang lumaking walang ama, wala sa piling ng kanyang ina, ngunit nagsipag at hindi napasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanyang paghiga samut-saring sakit ng katawan o allergy ang aatake sa kanya, bunga ng 12 oras ng pagupo sa opisina, sa pagpindot sa keyboard, sa pagkahilo sa pagtingin sa balance sheet at income statement ng kompanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nandito ako, babad sa lamig ng aircon, sa tabi ng sigarilyo, nagatatago sa init ng araw, iniisip ang gagawin para sa susunod na gimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal ko ang mama ko. Ngunit ang bawat pagkakamali ko ay lagi kong tinatakpan ng medalya o sertipika ng tagumpay sa eskwela. Kasabay nito ang isang bagong bilin, matapos ang konting pa-Good shot sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Tita ko.&lt;br /&gt;19 taon niya akong inakay, pinalaki, pinagduunan ng pansin, tiniis, ipinagmalaki. Ngunit katapat nito ang sakit ng ulo, kunsumisyon, pagalit at pasakit sa bawat pagsagot, sa bawat reklamo, sa bawat paglapat ng kamay kong humihingi ng allowance, kahit wala na sa budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 taon ko siyang tinakot at pinakaba sa bilis ng pagmamaneho ko.&lt;br /&gt;2 taon siyang nanghinayan sa baba ng marka ko sa skwela.&lt;br /&gt;Higit apat na taon ko siyang iniiwan ng maduming laba, at sa kanyang pagkusot, nakahiga ako sa sopa't nanonood ng CNN o MTV.&lt;br /&gt;At marami pang ibang pagkukulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong mahaba ang listahan ng kanyang ginawa para sa kin. Tulad ng mama ko, ganoon din ang kanyang kuwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, marami akong pagkakamali.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit sinikap ko namang maging mabuting anak.&lt;br /&gt;At sa kanilang opinyon, ganoon naman ang kinalakihan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAGAALALA LANG AKO NA BAKA DUMATING ANG PANAHON NA MAWALA SILA BIGLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA HINDI KO NAIPAKITA ANG AKING PASASALAMAT AT PAGTANAW NG UTANG NA LOOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon gusto ko silang hagkan, halikan at sabihan ng buong loob na mahal ko sila.&lt;br /&gt;Sana marami pang pagkakataon upang mangyari ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALA NAMAN KASING PERMANENTE SA BUHAY NA ITO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Pasko, magkikita na kami ni Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Nais ko lang na kahit sa loob ng dalawang linggo, maipakita ko sa kanya ang tuwa, pasasalamat at saya na kanyang dinulot, at mailahad ang 19 taon na paglakad ko sa mundo. Na buong puso ko siyang tinatanggap, na hindi ko siya sinisisi na wala siya nung birthday ko, nung nadapa ako, nung grumadweyt ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUSTO KONG BUMAWI. GUSTO KONG MAGPAKATAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYOKONG MADALA NG POOT AT HINANAKIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi lang siya taga-tae ng pera para sa kapritso ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko sinisisi ang kapalaran kung bakit lumaki akong walang ama. Wala akong kailangang ireklamo. Ipinaglaban nila ako. Minahal nila ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailangang suklian.&lt;br /&gt;Dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanging anak lang ako, ngunit pinagkalooban ako ng maraming kaibigan at kasama.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako lumaking salimpusa o nag-iisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanila rin may pagkukulang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating ako sa punto na ang mga taong inalayan ko ng tuwa, galit, pag agam-agam o paggalak ay naging dekorasyon lamang sa corridor ng Unibersidad. Hindi na daw ako ang dating nakilala nila. Panahon din ito na nagsarili ako upang makapagisip (?) o makatakas lang sa gulong pumalibot sa kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaking pasasalamat pa rin ako sapagkat bahagi pa rin ako ng kanilang barkada, ng kanilang katuwaan, kalokohan at kalungkutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba pala ang ganda ng matinding samahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa huling taon na to nais ko na sa bawat pagsulyap, pagbati o pagsama sa kanila ay makilala ko sila ng mabuti, makita ang ganda na nagmumula sa kanilang kalooban, at maipakita ko kung gaano kahalaga sila sa buhay ko. Hindi ko sinasabing akakayin ko ang kanilang problema, o pakikinggan ang lahat ng kanilang salita. Sapat na ang malaman nila na masaya ako sa bawat oras na magkasama kame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na tao din sila, na kailangan ang lahat ng ngiti, akbay, tawa na maari kong ibigay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na hindi ko sila ibabaon sa limot matapos ang napagdaanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na pinagsisihan ko ang panahong naging palalo o apatetiko sa salita at sa kilos ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sabik akong makatabi sila sa klase, sa lib, sa SPG, o sa Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y tanggapin nila ang munting hangad ko. Tama na ang pagtampo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahaba ang listahan, kakaunting panahon ang natitira.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit kaya ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mawawala na ang ulap.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na ang paglugmok sa isang madilim na kanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pucha ang  senti nito. Pasensya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111687486264717098?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111687486264717098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111687486264717098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111687486264717098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111687486264717098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/05/sa-kabilang-dako.html' title='Sa Kabilang Dako'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111687004686097285</id><published>2005-05-24T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T14:48:06.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kapritso ATBP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Isa-isa lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kinakailangan ng Henyo ang mga sumumusod:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Electric Guitar - Fender Strat (36000), Ibanez Artcore (17500) , Gibson Les Paul (150000) o JEM Steve Vai Model (130000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Amplifier - Marshall, Peavey o Fender (10000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Digicam - 7.2 Mega Pixels, Quickcapture, 8x digital zoom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cellphone - Sony Ericcsson K700i at the very least (10000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. New Wardrobe - Need I say more? (10000 +)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. Travelling Pocket Money (30000 +)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Washboard Abs (Free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nice Butt (Free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Big **** (Dati na meron)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang ina ang daming pangarap nitong gago na to. Hinay-hinay lang. Kahit 4th year na kelangan magrelax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaso nakapunta ang Henyo sa China nung nakaraang buwan at saksi siya sa tindi ng disiplina ng mga tao at ang kanilang drive na magsakripisiyo upang makuha ang kanilang pangarap. Kakayanin to. We believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Solusyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kagagaling lang niya sa SM Fairview kanina at bumili siya ng alkansya. Ung Marlborong yosi na kalahating metro ang taas. Sa pamamagitan nito ay magkakalap siya mula sa kanyang mumunting allowance at sa dakilang gawaing tinatawag na KICKBACK. Kanyang tinatamasang magkaroon ng 100000 mula sa baryang dapat niyang ipapambili ng yosi kay manong Ken Afford. Sa kasalukuyan ay may 200 piso na ang laman nito.&lt;br /&gt;Natutuwa siya sapagkat ito ang kanyang unang pagsabak sa pag-iipon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend movie?&lt;br /&gt;Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and Inuman?&lt;br /&gt;Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton?&lt;br /&gt;KJ na kung KJ. Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi-weekly update ng CD collection?&lt;br /&gt;Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNO Magazine?&lt;br /&gt;No Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Life?&lt;br /&gt;No Pass. Dyari Lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reverse Psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon lang tumatak sa isip ng Henyo kung kanyang tinipid ang kanyang barya simula pa nung unang taon sa kolehiyo ay nakabili na siya ng iPOD 40 Gig o segunda manong 1988 lancer. Kaso may sinusuportahang pamilya rin ang mga cigarette vendor. On the bright side, inalay ng Henyo ang kanyang baga upang makaraos sila sa hirap ng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4th year ka na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais ng Henyong grumadweyt dala ang tagumpay ng pag tigil ng yosi, pagtanggal ng 40 pounds of jiggly fat, dean's list, big ****, AJMA writer, ACTM project head, at Jimi Hendrix prodigy. Da clock is ticking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May bago. Kaya nga magpapakaactive e. Para productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neighbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagkakataong ito nais ng Henyong magpasalamat sa tumulong sa kanyang buksan ang kanyang pintuan sa balkonahe na di gamit ang baril ni Manong Guard. Bring on da pressure sa website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brgy. Tanga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Habang isinasagawa ng Henyo ang Pulitzer-prize winning article na ito ay bigla na lang nagbrownout. Binalita sa kanya ng kanyang loving and dear Tante na may traysikel na bumangga sa poste ng kuryente sa lugawan sa kanto. Argh ang init dito. Carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Init&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1,232,444,564 beses nang nirereklamo to. Punta kaya siya sa Pakistan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111687004686097285?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111687004686097285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111687004686097285' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111687004686097285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111687004686097285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/05/kapritso-atbp.html' title='Kapritso ATBP.'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111583012817994255</id><published>2005-05-12T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:49:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Personal Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/poy%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/poy%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some other guy on my network of blogs started to get sentimental. So count me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old Demons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While away for a month, I believe I had the time to think things over and finally bury them all in the past. Going to a place where nothing reminds you of the mistakes one has done in the past did its job, as yes, I came back, replenished, rejuvenated, and maybe ready to start over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I shut down a lot of things, I was surprised that some things have quite changed since I came back. There was the blistering heat, for starters, as though I never lived in this country before. Then there was the lousy traffic. When I started to drive again, I was wondering why the car had such a poor suspension, as I was shaking around. Then I began to see the usual cracked and potholed asphalt that makes our roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's pissed off at GMA and the rising oil prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the aircon at home has flunked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I had forgotten a lot of things that I had lived with for 19 years. Indeed, going to a foreign land can make you oblivious of the filth that lines up Metro Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left, I told myself the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come back -&lt;br /&gt;I'd have a clearer state of mind (Check)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be tormented anymore by bad dreams of debt, rejection, or untapped opportunities (Check)&lt;br /&gt;I would have lost 10-15 pounds (Uncheck). Thanks to the 11-course Chinese dinner!&lt;br /&gt;I won't smoke anymore (In progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least that's 2 out of 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I felt I was able to regain my smile again. A happy smile that marked me before the start of 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so far from the me 6 months ago, when I was down smuck, alone in my condo, contemplating whether my happiness was for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually was surprised that I went through all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One is Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I found new friends while I was away. I hope we could all be back for the next tour.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from KTVing with them. Great to see them all again.&lt;br /&gt;Man we shared so much in one month; it was so hard to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally taking the initiative to head a project for ORSEM: Looks like its bound to be a very busy year, hopefully a fun one with a whole new set of people to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other, Gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally nice to see my friends again, friends who have stuck with me for 4 or more years.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how we've managed to stick together, happy in each other's company, stressed at each other's laptops, sad at each other's failures, and a whole load of experiences. What changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody always texts "God Bless" now.&lt;br /&gt;May she get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody got involved in theater.&lt;br /&gt;She still has an effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its milder now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's an AVP.&lt;br /&gt;He got wasted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few are now involved in the big U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One finds out that the marketing plans we made before were too crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some W.A.F. ( hehe!) failed to bring a camera.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that she's doing what she loves to do, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's my neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;We still have to work on our noise emission rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's got an iPOD mini.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen his other half, though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One got his hair curly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UandMe is still tight, yet I guess someone in particular will choose to stay away from the group.&lt;br /&gt;Well, some people have stayed pretty much the same...and that's good for now, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its our last year in the Utopia we've called our 2nd home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, so different from what we were a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, all of us are making plans now.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully not family for me at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we see each other this year? Hopefully, maybe the random numbers will get through.&lt;br /&gt;Will we be together after Utopia?&lt;br /&gt;Will it go on?&lt;br /&gt;Questions one can never answer.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the heat of the moment we promise ourselves that we will always be together for each other.&lt;br /&gt;That we'll always keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;But heat must give way to cold.&lt;br /&gt;Do I see it fading away in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that reunions coincide with happy moments, hopefully not at each other's funerals.&lt;br /&gt;I'm optimistic that we won't make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans&lt;br /&gt;I might be setting aside marketing plans in favor of getting a minor in finance. Yeah, that's most probably the way I'll be going.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take up advanced multimedia and digital photography.&lt;br /&gt;I have to market for every major ACTM project. Training indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about the AJMA website!&lt;br /&gt;I won't finish my minor by graduation. I still want time to watch every Ateneo UAAP game this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start jogging intensively by June.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still earning for an electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I'm enthusiastic about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm different from who I was exactly a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;I've walked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playlist&lt;br /&gt;U2 has been currently ruling. I love the edge. They rule.&lt;br /&gt;Others would include Coldplay, Jimi, Nirvana, Dishwalla, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been a really good start for this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henyo.Gago returns on the next post with more pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111583012817994255?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111583012817994255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111583012817994255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111583012817994255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111583012817994255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-personal-note.html' title='On A Personal Note'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111511305399829354</id><published>2005-05-03T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:04:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Tour 2005: Beijing Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers!! Nagbalik na uli ang Henyo mula sa isang buwang paglalakbay!! Nasa post-euphoria stage pa siya, kaya mga litrato muna ang nais niyang ipagkaloob sa masang gutom na para sa mga post niya!! Mga troops!! Kamusta kayo? Di pa naman nagiging komunista ang Henyo, pero Tang Ina, ang init dito!! Peace Out!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/151_5115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/151_5115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Una palang ito sa mga susunod na posts tungkol sa pagtahak ng Henyo ng isang buong buwan sa China. Sa kanyang huling handcount (uso pa kasi yun dito sa Pilipinas) ay mayroon pa siyang 5677 na larawan!! Antabayanan ang Hong Kong, Shen Zhen and Beijing Parts II-V!! Magsawa kayo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About to land in Beijing. The roads are so darn wide that even airplanes can land on them! I have reason to believe that even if it was a city, Beijing is as big as Batangas!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Picture%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very hot inside the Beijing Capital International Airport. Started to believe that the 5 degree-cold weather reported on the news was a flap. Bullshit! Pero paglabas ng airport parang isang malakas na sampal ang tindi ng lamig!! Di kinaya ng yosi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/143_4397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/143_4397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkarating, deretso bar kaagad! With THE DEAN and James, our Beijing Coordinator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/144_4430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/144_4430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cultural show on opening dinner in Beijing: Kahit anong posisyon pwede! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Day%2012%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Day%2012%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freezing Cold and Strong Wind as we stepped on Tiananmen Square, the entrance to the Forbidden City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Poy%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Poy%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese Flag: Radiant and Revolutionary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Day%2013%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Day%2013%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Ruins of the Old Summer Palace. Yosi Break muna, anlaki ng lugar!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Great%20Wall%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Great%20Wall%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Wall Ladies and Gentlemen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Great%20Wall%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Great%20Wall%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to climb from the foot of the mountain, going across 8 towers, nothing short of steep and dangerous! But the view from the top is mega spectacular!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Great%20Wall%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Great%20Wall%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on the Rock!! Tumutugtog ang "Satellite" ng DMB nang nakadating na ang Henyo sa Tuktok!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/poy%20079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/poy%20079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Posing At The Great Wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/IMG_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/IMG_0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very sunny day at Peking University. The lake behind is part of the Old Summer Palace. Sunny, pero ang tindi ng lamig!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/IMG_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/IMG_0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at Ancient Army Figurines dating back to the Tang Dynasty, The Glory Age of Chinese Civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/IMG_0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is in full bloom as these flowers are starting to show up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Jo%20Pix%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Jo%20Pix%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Communist Party Academy. Looks Very Much Like Boston University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Jo%20Pix%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Jo%20Pix%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasan Ko Ang Mundo: At the Ancient Observatory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/IMG_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/IMG_0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Dinner Packed with 11 Course Meals, Loads of Tea and Lotsa Beer! Beer Happens to be Cheaper than Mineral Water In Beijing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Popoy%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Popoy%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The University Of International Business and Economics, 10 Huixin Dongjie, Beijing, Where we stayed at for 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Popoy%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Popoy%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inuman Na!! Yan Jing Beer and its different variants, the official Beer of China!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/jo%20pix%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/jo%20pix%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Buddha at the Sunday Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/Jo%20Pix%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/Jo%20Pix%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temple of Heaven, Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/poy%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/poy%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Some Crunchy Scorpion!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/poy%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/poy%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing Hai Fong Lai!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/151_5124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/151_5124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Familia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next Post Soon!! Saya no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111511305399829354?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111511305399829354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111511305399829354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111511305399829354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111511305399829354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/05/china-tour-2005-beijing-part-i.html' title='China Tour 2005: Beijing Part I'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111197310149413931</id><published>2005-03-28T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T09:34:31.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Departure Notes (Intro Continued)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vernacular &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'll try English first. Don't want to sound funny or stupid for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What I'm doing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;24 hours to departure. Ripping my precious CDs onto my laptop. Can't afford to take all them with me. It's almost been a year after some goddamn motherfucker (burn in Hell for all I care) stole my initial CD collection. Eventually, even if I lost most of my Heavy Metal CDs (Deftones, Korn, Staind, Tool,), Rap Metal (Linkin Park, Limp, Rage) and some outrageously Pop-Rock CDs (Hoobastank, Maroon 5, the Corrs, Outkast, etc.), I got to build a new and better one, with all my previous Incubus CDs back, with a whole new Dave Matthews Band and Dream Theater CD collection, plus a number of old school gems such as Velvet Revolver, The Doors, Wolfgang, P.O.T., Ray Charles, Jet and R.E.M. Got also Interested in the female voices: Sarah Mclachlan (absolutely mesmerizing), Tori Amos (such poignant poetry) and started a Jazz Collection with Jamie Cullum, Michael Buble, Norah Jones and Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gonna buy some other stuff for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish a summary of the second semester for my mama as well.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna teach tante how to send email.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have one great "bon voyage" coffee drink with Kuya Robert later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Metrosexual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gonna experience my first manicure and pedicure as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dry cough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Couldn't sleep well earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luggage Cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;At first I had two huge pieces of luggage. Then I was advised to "travel light". Ok. Cut off the extra luggage. I Still got my essentials intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanga!! (Pinoyz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nalaman lang ng Henyo noong Sabado na Martes, hindi Lunes ang kanyang pag-alis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just-In-Case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nais iparating ng Henyo sa kanyang mga kaibigan / ka-W.A.F. (BlockR, UandMe, Ateneo community, World Community, World Peace, Green peas, UN, Pentagon, Woodstock) kung gaano niya sila KAMAHAL at KALAPIT sa KANYANG PUSO. Maaring hindi niya laging ibinabanggit, sapagkat ang laki naman niyang bakla kung ganon, pero nais niyang sabihin, kung sakasakali lang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bumagsak ang Eroplano (Goodbye cruel world. Syet, virgin pa ko)&lt;br /&gt;-Maging Komunista uli ang Tsina (Hello Mao)&lt;br /&gt;-Mag-all out shopping ang Henyo't wala na siyang pamasahe pabalik (Goodbye sanity)&lt;br /&gt;-Mag TNT siya (Hello insanity)&lt;br /&gt;-Matagpuan niya ang kanyang minamahal doon (Hello goodbye) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais niyang humingi ng paumanhin sa mga ka-W.A.F. na nakabangga, nakainis, nasungitan, nakaaway, naka-backstab, naka-crab, nakkhummpoota and a whole lot more. Humihingi rin siya ng patawad sa mga panahon sobrang saboug at "out-of-focus" siya. Maraming maraming Salamat din sa mga taong umintindi, nagtiyaga at nagpaphotocopy ng notes para sa kanya noon, at nagtext sa kanya kung ano ang gagawin bagamat 2 araw siya bago mag-reply. Lalo nyo lang napakita kung gaano kabuti ang inyong inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maraming salamat rin sa mga masasayang araw at sa mga sponsors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Familia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, Tante, Kuya Robert, Ninangz and Ninongz, Titaz and Titoz, Elders, Others, Neigborz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Ateneo Way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inuman, Blasphemy, Sisig, Pasas, 24 Dollars, 23 Quadrillion, Manhattan, The flight, The game, Panjutz, Bata, Penomenon, Team bravo, K.O., Sorus, AnakanangDyari lang, SPG, LPG, LXG, Starbucks Tagaytay, Whisper Whites, Lyon Cement, 3-year financial projections, Target market, Facilities layout, Limestone, Clone stamp, Ugly Duckling, SOM Xerox Lady, Beef Teriyaki, SPAM, Burgundy Sessions, ACTM, Sex talk, Ken Afford tingi boys, Caf up, Blue Eagles 19-0, 5e, 907, 507,  DOTA, 5km jogging, UP fair, Brannigan's, Fontana, "Sa mga babae ba..?" questions, Vampira,   F. V.I.F.A., Peminista,  Yoyo, 902, Tebats, Heidegger, Descartes, 24, UNO, Amanda G., Jeon Ji-Hyun, Walking Tall, Transformer, Shopping List, "Friends Only", Pinoy Idol, Mr. Lee, Shindig, Blogger, Photoshop, Tan, Tang, Mang, Bang, Bong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adolfo "Who the hell are you" Dacanay,&lt;br /&gt;April "Boy" Capili,&lt;br /&gt;Jules "Confeeermmed" Dacanay,&lt;br /&gt;Alma "Strong Republic" Ocampo-Salvador,&lt;br /&gt;Bobbi "The Phantom" Makani-Lim,&lt;br /&gt;Nanette "Nanay" Caparros,&lt;br /&gt;Edwin "Long Sleeves" Siao,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert "Mineral Water" Medalla,&lt;br /&gt;Albert "So what you're going to do is" Medalla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyson "Guys" Yap,&lt;br /&gt;Alyson "5-Minutes" Yap,&lt;br /&gt;Alyson "Stepping-Stone" Yap,&lt;br /&gt;Alyson "L.P." Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roque "Meron" Ferriols,&lt;br /&gt;Jacob "But" Cabochan,&lt;br /&gt;Angelita "Consummated" Cancio, &lt;br /&gt;Uri "Nag-resign na ko" Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ricky Reyes for my hair and make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ito ipinararating ng Henyo? Sapagkat lubha itong mamimiss niya sa loob ng isang buwan, at sabik rin siyang makita ang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.) All of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa kanyang pagbalik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ma-miss din siya ng mga 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paumanhin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nais magpakatotoo ng Henyo.&lt;br /&gt;Medyo tight ang kanyang budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pasalubong?&lt;/span&gt; Not Sure. No Assurance. Be surprised if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Painom sa pagbalik?&lt;/span&gt; Highly likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pictures?&lt;/span&gt; Definitely yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On 3rd year and the Lag Period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'd like to remind myself constantly that 3rd year is the year that I experienced the most number of changes in my life. It was definitely the year that I made some big decisions, some big achievements, several huge and stupid mistakes, and a few rejuvenated passions. The 1st semester for me was truly rocky, and unfortunately most of you won't understand everything that happenned during that time. Nothing sexual or familial, but I got pretty messed up in the way I lived my life, and how I handled myself on my own. I lost my smile. I got people who shouldn't have been involved mixed up, just because they wanted to help. Maybe its because I was too transparent in showing my emotions. But I really don't know how to hide feelings. If I'm pissed off, it shows. So I'd really like to thank all of my friends and those close to me (you know who you are) for all of your support during those trying times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined waking up everyday to so much trouble. Those times were that which I had lost almost all passion, zest and vibrance. People saw me change from a jolly and vibrant dude to a tormented and weary soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell I almost got me and 3 of my friends killed in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet there's more that other people are handling, so I guess I'll take it easier next time. After all, the 1st time's the most painful one. After a brief period of much needed rest (Christmas), I got the time to think it over. And yes, my life was full of excesses and shortages. Life is the story of maintaining a delicate balance, and that slipped my mind all along. I'm sure the 1st semester made me a better person, at the very least it told me that everything isn't for free. And even less, not all things could be gained easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd semester was a Lag Period. 1st, the requirements were easier to handle. I had so much free time. Or maybe I just got used to the high stress level of the 1st semester, that I took it with greater contingency. Nah, it was definitely lighter. Also got into the best Comm class I could ever be in. One class where I never heard the "can't" but always the can. To think differently. To never be afraid. To be drunk with passion again. To realize that greatness can only come through creativity and hardwork. To be drunk with humor again. I guess that class could have said it all for this semester, as I finally started to recover from my mess, gain back my smile, bring back the punchlines, and just be plain happy and relaxed. And yes, I made sure my allowance would reach the end of the week, paid my bills on time, spent less on CDs, (just one every 2 weeks now), slept more, smoked less, and ran more. Well this semester introduced me also to several different possibilities: new set of friends, new music, new love (Bullshit. That's way into the future), new guitar, wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it wasn't new, it could have been a reawakening of all the things I had set aside. Yeah maybe it was that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know me, I always like being placed in a tight spot before I make my move. I'm a born crammer, a pressure player, so I still have one year to do so much more for myself, before I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assembly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One whole year of pain just to get two lousy printouts. Period. And all those who attended had to go through some lousy email as well. Closed door policy my ass. This is a critique, not a bash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Though signing off doesn't mean I won't be updating, yeah, I will be forgetting about a lot of things, and just simply enjoy the vacation. After all, I never had one last year. But come May, there's much to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6-string Junkie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Burn up the fretboard on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to read notes&lt;br /&gt;Get a metronome to keep the beat&lt;br /&gt;Start the Jazzbox Fund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Runner's World:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Get back to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Diet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kuya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Help him prepare for Judgment Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Smoke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No More. I'll keep on trying even if I constantly fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Orgwork:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'd like to start anew with my Homeorg and some AJMA work as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And When I come back, some important upgrades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-I'd have a peaceful state of mind, cleansed from the dirt of the past&lt;br /&gt;-I'd have my word of honor, do things as I said they would be&lt;br /&gt;-I’d be man enough to face my passions and channel them&lt;br /&gt;-I’d spend less on unnecessary things&lt;br /&gt;-I’d change my wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;-I’d give birth after 10 or more years of beer belly&lt;br /&gt;-I won’t be so absorbed in myself, to the point where I have to trouble other people of&lt;br /&gt; reminding me what to do or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want to be:&lt;br /&gt;A Rockstar&lt;br /&gt;A Philosophy Teacher (Yes yes yes!)&lt;br /&gt;A Comtecher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PEACE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Next Update Overseas.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Susunod na Kabanata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henyo sa Hong Kong: Rakin’ Chineezze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111197310149413931?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111197310149413931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111197310149413931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111197310149413931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111197310149413931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/03/pre-departure-notes-intro-continued.html' title='Pre-Departure Notes (Intro Continued)'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111163598187502623</id><published>2005-03-24T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T12:12:48.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/dmb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="227" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/dmb3.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/dmb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/dmb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a dry spell of new and exciting albums for the 1st quarter of 2005, there's something to be excited about!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Dave Matthews Band album, "Stand Up" is out this May!! Henyo has just heard the new single "American Baby" over Jam 88.3 last night. Fans can expect a more funkier, danceable and aggressive sound. While the band's previous album, Busted Stuff, showcased DMB in its most mellow moment fans have long waited for a new upbeat jive. The band collaborates with producer Mark Batson (Eminem, Gwen Stefani) to facilitate the band's return to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henyo is expecting the new album to be another gem in his playlist. As of late, "American Baby" is 2nd on the AOL most played songs this week, behind 50 cent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111163598187502623?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111163598187502623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111163598187502623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111163598187502623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111163598187502623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-rise.html' title='All Rise'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-111160299615848137</id><published>2005-03-24T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T02:50:04.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro</title><content type='html'>Ito'y isang pambungad para sa isang mas mahabang blag, na tatahakin ng Henyo bago siya mag-offline ng isang buwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comm 14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/cornmeal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/cornmeal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pangarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/mosaic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/mosaic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unang pagtangka sa isang photo mosaic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End Notes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natapos na ang Lag Period na kung tawagin ay 2nd semester. Bagamat sa tatlong klase (philo, cs at comm), marahil wala gaanong natulong ang tatlo pang kursong kanyang kinamulatan sa loob ng apat o limang buwan. Pasas sem to, ika nga. Wala yung dating hirap (o "hirap-hirapan") na kanyang dinanas noong 1st sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakuha na rin niya nung Linggo ang dalawang "print-out" ng kanyang paghihirap sa loob ng dalawang semestre. Kung sabagay, hindi mailalarawan ng "print-out" ang misteryong bumabalot sa Henyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Lunes ay ang una niyang pagtapak sa "Holy Ground"...Ninoy Aquino International Airport. Holy ground sapagkat iiwanan niya ang Cruel World na pinamagatang Pilipinas. Kanyang nais na huwag munang masilayan ang mukha ni Erap. Ngunit mamimiss niya ang kanyang mga...UNO magazines (at sige na nga, mga kaibigan nya daw). Kasalukuyan siyang nag-foformulate ng kanyang master checklist sa Microsoft Excel at may komplikadong formula pa to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Average ng thermal jackets na gagamitin niya sa isang linggo&lt;br /&gt;-Rank formula ng mga pasalubong na nais niyang bilhin&lt;br /&gt;-Rank formula ng mga taong bibigyan niya ng pasalubong (Decision-analysis with great uncertainty)&lt;br /&gt;-Even-out spacing ng kanyang limitadong pocket money&lt;br /&gt;-Auto sum ng lahat ng kanyang mga damit at chart composition ng mga gamit sa loob ng isang luggage&lt;br /&gt;-Probability na bibili ang Henyo ng JPop na CD sa Hongkong (0.0000000069)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excited na ba siya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excuse ba ang trip na to dahil hindi pa kaya ng Henyo na mag "bare-all" sa Bora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Mushu"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Plano niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shaolin Master Meeting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kulang ba ang mga brief niya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Roommate niya ba si Rudy Ang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sandamakmak ba ang miscellaneous expenses bukod pa sa binayaran niya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TNT na ba to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sikret .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haruko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San ka na nga ba? Isang listahan:&lt;br /&gt;-Nawala si 3310 (3HS)&lt;br /&gt;-Muntik na (4HS)&lt;br /&gt;-4-hour marathon (4HS)&lt;br /&gt;-Insecure ako, ang yaman mo (4HS)&lt;br /&gt;-Nauna ang counter-strike bago ikaw. Nag-bloom ka right after (1-2)&lt;br /&gt;-Sick cycle mind (2)&lt;br /&gt;-D2K and a whole lot more (3)&lt;br /&gt;-Asa 'yo na ...ewan ko lang kung bakit (1-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tango&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirap sumayaw na walang ka-partner no?&lt;br /&gt;Teka...wala ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagtungo ng Henyo sa Tsina ay may sure-fire way na siya upang malaman kung Pilipino ang kanyang makakausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upgrade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago na uli ang strings ng gitara ng Henyo.Warm at vibrant na uli ang tono nito. Kaso di nya ito mahahawakan ng isang buwan. Sa kanyang nais na rakrakin ang payapang lupain ng Beijing, nalaman niyang hindi pwedeng tupiin ang gitara upang magkasya sa bagahe. Bad trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May hinala ang Henyo na kagagawan ito ng terorista. Galing niya no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanong Uli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami bang pato sa Beijing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z***tski&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabiktima ang dalawang kasapi ng Henyo ng ganitong uri ng kondisyon. Isang ihip ng hangin ang nagmulat sa kanila ng mapait na katotohanan. Maari itong makita sa SOM ng 1200-130. Maari din sa 1130 na Aly My Golly. No pun intended. None of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penomenon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang huling occurence ng nasabing kondisyon ay nung Finance long test # 4 sa escaler.&lt;br /&gt;May hindi nagising ng maaga kinaumagahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Komtek Launch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa wakas ay madadagdagan na ang market value ng mga mag-aaral nito. Anlupit ng mga komtek. Ang galing sa digital art, video and other stuff. At maraming misconceptions na nawala. Hopefully. Ayos din ang dinner sa Blue Finn pagtapos. Ayos din ang mga bagong kaibigan. Astig ang sariling komposisyon ni Migs. Masarap palang magkaroon ng Homeorg. It's gonna be one mobile year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not the number of times you breathe.&lt;br /&gt;It's the number of times it takes your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaring nabuktot ung terminong ito matapos ang diskurso noong isang Biyernes.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ata beyond, below kung minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pabida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino? Love the hand gestures that come with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Outgoing messages:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val: Mag jogging ka ha? HTML din. Gagawan din kita ng "Other"&lt;br /&gt;Ramoo: Sama mo ko sa mga pangarap mo sa website.&lt;br /&gt;Henrik: Ingat sa pagluto.&lt;br /&gt;Cza: Isang buwan kitang di kukulitin sa requirements.&lt;br /&gt;David: Mukhang May ko pa mababalik ung gitara. Maraming salamat.&lt;br /&gt;Da Flight: Matagal kami nagusap. Hehe goodluck sa yo.&lt;br /&gt;JR: Malalaman ko kung sinong taga-Manila.&lt;br /&gt;Boracay peeps: Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else: Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END INTRO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-111160299615848137?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/111160299615848137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=111160299615848137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111160299615848137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/111160299615848137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/03/intro.html' title='Intro'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110977834938293994</id><published>2005-03-02T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:48:58.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pagbalik</title><content type='html'>O, mga gago, kamusta kayo? Matagal nang di naguupdate ang Henyo, and frankly, napilitan lang ako. Mukhang ako na lang kasi ang dumadagdag dun sa Sparklit counter ko e. Ewan ko ba, pero sa bawat araw na hindi ako nagbablag e nababagabag ang konsensya ko. Alas onse na nang gabi at tatagay pa ako ng dalawang Whappakkk! kasama ang dalawa kong bum na kaibigan. Wala lang, bum din ang buhay ko ngayong semestre na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsokoleit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaninang comm class kay Jules Dacanay, ay pinadala ang mga lalake ng kurbata at mga babae ng lipstick. Matapos ang napakawirdong gawain nung isang linggo, na kung saan lahat kaming mga mag-aaral ay pinatitig ng ilang minuto sa isa't isa (ka eye-2-eye ko si Kynan), para maitatak sa utak namin na madalas ay iniiwasan natin ang titig ng isa't-isa, ang mga lalake ay pinasuot naman ng lipstick. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkataon na dark brown ang dalang lipstick ng isa kong kaklase at nagmukhang nalunod ako sa isang balde ng tsokolate. At lumampas sa labi ko ung lipstick. Pucha gagamit ka pa pala ng lip gloss para maging madulas ang daloy ng lipstick sa labi mo.E sira-sira ung labi ko dahil madalas siyang tuyo, kaya't may mga malalaking "chunks" ng lipstick na nasabit sa labi ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap palang maging kikay. Anyway, nagpaka Zoolander nalang ako at nagpapicture gamit ang "Magnum" look. Professionally Good-Looking, ika nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapagkat pinaguusapan ang gender stereotypes at roles kaninang comm, naisip ko na bagamat napakalakas ng mga lalake ay kelangan lang ng mga babaeng naapi na sipain ang aming b****g para mapaluhod kame sa hirap. Sinadya ng diyos nga na gawing pantay ang mga babae at lalake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello Buddha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganap nang matutuloy ang Henyo sa China matapos ang semestreng ito. Isang buwan sa lupa ng kung fu siopao shomai ong lim go ng tan tang mang bang bong watever. Masaya to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DVD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahilig ata ako sa Korean lately. Pumunta ako ng Riverbanks at pinakyaw ang mga titulong Sassy Girl, Windstruck, Taegukgi at So Close. Sobrang Hot Chick si Jeon Ji-Hyun. At dahil sa Taegukgi, hindi pala panay chick flick ang mga Koreano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pareng Oca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay si Jamie Foxx. At napaka-hot ni Halle Berry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gitara blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muling nagigitara ang Henyo matapos ang isang buwang hiatus. Sa loob-loob nya gusto nya pa rin maging rakstar, at mayroon siyang bagong music sheets ng Beatles, Sarah Mclachlan, Incubus at Dave Matthews Band. Lintik na Incubus at Dave yan, ang hirap tugtugin. Tsaka inaaral pa ng Henyo ang kanyang solo jazz piece, "Breezin" ni George Benson. Kaso kating kati na ang kanyang kamay para sa Ibanez Jazzbox na nagkakahalagang 17,350. Tsaka na yan. Mister akustik at rak en rol muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ishtakur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lang yan. Hindi masama mangarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hell week next week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leche ngayong patapos na ang 3rd year. Para sa kin, feeling ko natapos na ung 3rd year pagtapos ng unang semestre. At lag period na lang tong semestre na to bago ang huling taon. At hanggang ngayon ay umaasa ang mga magulang ko na mag SUSUMA CUM LAUDE ako. Asa pa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pagmumuni-muni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming konsepto ang dumako sa isip ng Henyo sa panahon na hindi siya nagblag. Pero tsaka na yan, pinagiisipan ko pa kung mag-eenglish ako o magsasalita sa wikang bernakular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gago ka talaga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabangga uli ako. Di bale minor lang, pero bwiset pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adaptor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tagal ng paggantay sa binili kong adaptor para sa laptop ay mukhang sa 2025 ko pa ito makukuha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Value of Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayon kay Homer Sidney, pag nagdeposito ka daw sa bangko ng 1000 piso at tumagal ito ng 400 taon na may rate ng 8%, magiging 23 quadrillion daw to, at bawat tao sa mundo ay magkakaroon ng 5 milyon! So para siguradong magiging bilyonaryo ang 6th generation ko, magdedeposito ako ng 24 pesos at 10 interest for 500. Baka mabili ng mga apo ng apo ko ang mundo. Kaso me bangko bang ganon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-110977834938293994?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/110977834938293994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=110977834938293994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110977834938293994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110977834938293994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/03/ang-pagbalik.html' title='Ang Pagbalik'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110861894442397022</id><published>2005-02-17T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T13:42:24.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzilla</title><content type='html'>Ayos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060272436_CWINDOWSDesktoplust.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8b9e574)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Lust!&lt;br /&gt;Sexy!! But they say that theres such a thing as too&lt;br&gt;much of a good thing. You have sex on the&lt;br&gt;brain, and it doesn't stay just there for long.&lt;br&gt;Passionate, Fiery - and most certainly&lt;br&gt;confident. You're a fun loving, spontaneous&lt;br&gt;person who is always up for a laugh. People&lt;br&gt;however, have trouble keeping up with you.&lt;br&gt;You're sex crazy, and perhaps need to tone it&lt;br&gt;down a bit! learn a little self control!&lt;br /&gt;But, Hey, Congratulations on being the Sexiest Red&lt;br&gt;Hot deadly sin out of all the 7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Seven%20Deadly%20Sins%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Seven Deadly Sins Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-110861894442397022?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/110861894442397022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=110861894442397022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110861894442397022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110861894442397022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/02/quizzilla.html' title='Quizzilla'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110722105502529576</id><published>2005-02-01T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T09:38:44.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ukol sa frustation ni Henrik</title><content type='html'>No pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the art of war, not everything is given to you. Kaya diskarte mo na yan kung papaano ka maiintindihan ng potential employer mo. The way i look at comtech, it's a course that allows you to define yourself and distinguish yourself from the other management courses. Given this premise, it's only through your own effort and skills na makikilala ka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given naman na malayo ang comtech sa numbers kumpara sa ibang course. Misconceptions are part of the deal, since it's relatively new. I share your disappointment, but I see potential in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanong ko lang, bat ka nga pala nagcomtech? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's seen as a mix of 3 courses, i don't feel bad about it, because I see versatility in it. And when you are able to develop your versatility, you can bank on that notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw kasi ng Henyo na makulong sa isang specific definition ng kung anong ginagawa mo. Ang stereotyped na kasi ng ibang mga management courses e, mukhang planado na lahat ng gagawin mo e. Wala nang room for innovation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of selling the "Comtech factor" to companies and helping them understand what our course really is. I like showing them a new view of management, and how it can be done creatively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayon sa philo: As a product of various historical events, one has given facticities. Yet what one makes up of his facticities is his call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako takot kc na di ako magets kaagad ng potential employer ko. Gusto ko rin kasing makuha nila ung AHA! factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pare, as much as frustrated ka, you can learn more complex accounting and finance on your own. Ang lamang lng naman ng mga BS Mgt ay mas maraming chapter lang ang nabasa nila sa libro. Magaling ka naman e, napatunayan na yan several times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga pala, while at the job fair last week, tinanong ako ng taga-Toyota, Unilever, at GSK kung anong course ko. Sabi ko comtech. Sabi nila ilagay ko sa choices ko marketing o I.T. So at least, people are starting to know us. Tsaka i know a lot of other SOM people who don't know shit about computers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that you get over this sense of confusion or bewilderment, kasi a lot of other "comtechs" are still in that stage. If you could get a working definition of what you're really doing, its gonna be an advantage over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it this way. other management courses are too linear. Too predictable.   Ours is quite parabolic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its great because I can still define where i am going.&lt;br /&gt;Ayokong umasa sa ibang tao na bigyan ng limits sa gagawin ko. &lt;br /&gt;I don't like playing safe. &lt;br /&gt;I always like some amount of risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. on the endorsement letter, si Alexis gumawa nalang ng sarili niya. Tapos papapirmahan nalang niya kay Olps. Better if you go in the morning sa Faura before 9:30. Binasa ko kasi ginawa niya kahapon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang ina 3.91 ung cumulative QPI ng gago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-110722105502529576?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/110722105502529576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=110722105502529576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110722105502529576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110722105502529576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/02/ukol-sa-frustation-ni-henrik.html' title='Ukol sa frustation ni Henrik'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110722083398518076</id><published>2005-02-01T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T09:21:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Description, mga pre, di ung character</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/anonymousnowhere/1064199574_resr_patty.jpg" border="0" alt="Peppermint Patty"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Peppermint Patty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/anonymousnowhere/quizzes/Which%20Peanuts%20Character%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Peanuts Character are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-110722083398518076?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/110722083398518076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=110722083398518076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110722083398518076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110722083398518076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/02/description-mga-pre-di-ung-character.html' title='Description, mga pre, di ung character'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110706184200288856</id><published>2005-01-30T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T13:10:42.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pilay&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napilayan ako nung Friday habang tumatakbo. Sa sobrang sarap ng paghinga ng mabuti at sa mistulang paglipad ng aking mga binti, hindi ko namalayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May malaking bato.&lt;br /&gt;Natapakan ko.&lt;br /&gt;Natapilok.&lt;br /&gt;Nagmukhang tanga sa harap ng isang mamang nakaupo sa daan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa may blue eagle gym nga pala to.&lt;br /&gt;Matapos lumaki na parang kamatis ang sakong ko, nakuha ko pang maglakad ng matino paakyat ng overpass pabalik ng condo. Adrenaline na lang ata ang nagpakilos sa kin dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pansamantalang magreretiro muna ang Henyo at mag aab-workout na lang muna siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Job Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtest nga pala ako sa P&amp;G nung Friday. Tangna, madali lang mga pre, di kinakailangang katakutan. Ang bilis lang ng oras. 3 reading comprehension sections at 3 quantitative na panay ratio and percentage analysis. Maraming natakot kasi sabi pag bumagsak ka sa test, 2 taon kang di-pwede mag-apply sa P&amp;amp;G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tingin ko, dapat lang. Kasi ang laki mo namang tanga kung di mo kayang ikompyut kung ano ang 36% ng 150. Multiple choice pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakakaba lang ung master application form na binigay nila kasi ang daming tinatanong kung anong mga honors or leadership positions daw ung ginawa ko sa kolehiyo. E panay pasas ako e, bahala na. Kung di para sakin, hindi para sa kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana malaman ng P&amp;G na isang buong sem akong nagpakahasa sa kaalaman ukol sa ari ng babae para lang makagawa ng isang marketing plan para sa Whisper Feminine Wipes. "Elegance in White."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jari Lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya may back-up: Unilever, J&amp;amp;J, Accenture (Test ko sa March Pa), Convergys (Call Center; wag sana), Glaxo Smithkline (kahit walang alam sa gamot), Toyota,  Ayala, Maybank, watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halos 20 na resume ang ginawa ko. Parang 3 araw lang bago yan, jogging at Incubus lang ang iniisip ko. Ngayon, OJT, Trabaho, Promotion, Pamilya, 3 Anak, Pagpapaaral nila, Pampagatas kay baby, Retirement Benefits, at Memorial Plan ang iniisip ko. Mature na ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko namang di ako priority kasi di naman ako required sa practicum. Pero sana may mag magandang loob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lakbay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa pagtapos ng semestreng ito, tatahak ako palabas ng bansa para sa isang linggong Rest and Relaxation. Balak ko sanang pumunta sa Japan. Gusto ko sanang makita si Akagi, Rukawa, Sendo at Maki. Balak ko sanang makipag 1 on 1 sa kanila. Kaso wala pang 6 months old ang passport ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulong, saan pinakaok pumunta: Malaysia, Singapore, HK, Bangkok, o China?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rebounds will be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yoyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nakalaro ka na ba ng yoyo? Mahilig kasi ung isa kong kaibigan e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Track Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nakabili ako ng 2 adidas na track jacket kahapon sa glorietta. Balak ko na kasing ipang-takbo ung itim ko e. Ayos. Isang green, isang blue. Tig -1600 lang. Ngayon, pag pumunta ako sa isang ateneo-lasalle game, wala na akong problema. Pagnananalo na ung green, magpapalit lang ako ng jacket. Vice versa. Kaibigan ko lahat. Makakasorus pa ako sa magkabilang panig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-110706184200288856?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/110706184200288856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=110706184200288856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110706184200288856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110706184200288856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110562733454804552</id><published>2005-01-13T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T23:05:03.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blag.</title><content type='html'>6:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala pa akong masulat. Tinatamad ako magsulat. Wala akong masulat na may kwenta. Walang kwenta ba ang aking naisulat? Wala pa akong masulat. Baka ayokong magsulat. Baka tinatamad. "Gunggong", sabi daw ni Akagi kay Sakuragi. Nanonood ako ng SLAM DUNK sa GMA 7 habang sinusulat ito. Naka shoot na si sendo. Bum ako. Masarap matulog sa condo. Nakakatakot comm teacher ko. Ang boring ng pom. Kelangan kong mag-aral ng 5 chapter sa loob ng 3 araw at magkompyut. Ace player daw si sendo sabi ni maki. Masyadong maraming flashback ang slam dunk. Gumagana na uli ang electric fan. Ang pangit ng leading lady sa upcoming na Koreanovela na "Stairway to heaven". Mamatay na sana si Erap. Wala akong ganang mag-aral. Unang beses kong naramdaman ito sa ateneo, ung feeling na ok lang sa kin na i-drop ung opman. Wala akong naiintindihan. Baka ayaw kong umintindi. Masakit ang mga binti ko. Wala akong ginawa kungdi mag-jogging. May "Say cheese say win sa Mulawin" na advertisement nang pinapalabas ngayon. May kaibigan akong nanononood non. Sana sumali siya, baka manalo. Bumalik na uli ang slamdunk. Malaki parin tiyan ko. May tiyan pala ako. Dati nung pasko gusto ko nang putulin ung tiyan ko dahil sa sobrang bigat ng kinakain ko lagi na lang gustong pumutok nito. Wala akong maisulat. Pero ako'y nagsusulat. Masarap bang magsulat, o masarap bang magmunimuni tungkol sa kaibuturan at kalaliman ng pusong halaw mula sa absolutismo? Masarap bang manood ng slamdunk? Wala akong maisulat. Ang kabigan ko may dalawang blog, mahilig manood ng TV, pero walang ginawa kungdi magsulat. Ano bang nilalabas ng pagsulat? Nakitulog uli kaibigan ko sa condo. Nanonood uli ako ng anime. Initial D. Gundam Wing. Full Metal Panic na nagpapakita ng boobs ang mga babae pero walang tits. Magaling. Pambata. Pangmatanda. Mabuhay. Kaya pa daw humabol ng Ryonan sabi ni sendo. Pagod na si Rukawa. Nakipagdaldalan ako kay jam kaninang finance. Bumilis ang oras. Bertday ni Isa ngayon. Mor pawer tu u. Kumain ako sa manangs. Inihaw na bangus. Halftime na daw sa Slam Dunk. In 20 minutes mag jojog na ako. Isang kamatis. Isang rice. Inubos nina mark, drew, taker and robyn ung M&amp;amp;M's ko sa condo. Buti yon di ako tataba. Papayat. Tataba. Papayat. Tataba. Tataba. Tataba. Tataba. Tataba pa. Nagdala ng packed sisig si robyn kagabi. 92 pesos lang. Add 1 onion. Good for 5-6. No oil needed. Masarap. Panay taba. May atay. Extender daw. Sino ung I*** S.? Masarap bubugin un. Traydor. Sulutero. Bading ata. Mabuhay ung pointguard06. Da flight daw ung tawag sa kanya. Najejebs siya kanina pero tiniis niya. May guidance interview daw cya kanina. Naunang sumikat pala si Uzumi kay Akagi. Mukhang negro si Akagi. Sobrang Hot ung babae sa MOTORAZR na commercial. Pero walang tatalo kay Amanda. Pwede bang i drop ung opman? Hehe. Lagi yang kasama sa text ni Ma. Czarina Victoria Josefa. Hehe. Hehe. Hehe. May t-shirt pala ang myx. May suot si tersi kahapon. Maraming anime si M.R. Lagi daw siyang tinatawag pag finance. Nakipagdaldalan ako kaninang finance. Makapal ang book sa finance. Kelangan ng calculator pag may finance. Lamang parin ang Shohoku. Ayoko na. Wala na. Pero d ko kayang tumigil. Tayp pa rin ako ng tayp. Sino ako? Hello hello sino ba ito sino ba ito sino ba ako. Radioactive sago. Sago't gulaman. Tapos na ang slam dunk. Malaki ang Ateneo. Luma na ang gulay sa fridge ko. Kain parin ako ng salad. Burat ako sa gitara, wala muna, next month na. Frustrated superstar ako. Pero gagaling ako. Gusto ko ng jazzbox. 24 oras na. Pangit si mike enriquez. Virgin pa ba si Mel tiangco? Virgin ka pa ba? Nakatikim ka na ba? O nagbabati ka lang gabi gabi. Wala pa akong nakikitang rainbow. Pero narinig ko na ung kanta. Baka nagkakape si Mea ngayon sa istarbaks. Mahal ang kape. isang daan. Masarap inumin. May napatay kaninang hijaker sa south expressway. Mahirap maging reporter. Nakakakita ka ng bangkay. Takot ako sa bangkay. D ako mahilig kay buffy. Si buffy mahilig sa patay. Pinapatay niya ang patay. Hot siya. Pero mas hot si Amanda. Kelangan ko ng isang buong set ng Gundamwing DVD. Sabog daw ang ulo ng mga pinatay. "Free Willy" ang penis name ko. Kay Doms "Little Juan". 20 araw na akong walang _________ . Mahirap pero kinakaya ko. Mahirap lang pala sa simula pero kaya. Kawawa naman ung asawa ng pinatay na hijaker. Wala nang sex life un. Wala akong maisulat. Ayoko pang tumigil sa pagsulat. Mananalo kaya ng Pulitzer prize ang aking sinulat? Sino ba nagbibigay ng pulitzer prize? Legitimate ba yan? Is it worth submitting your finest expressions to a set of standards in order to determine which one is the most legitimate, authentic and rich? Can't a set of random raves and rants reveal the true aspect of a person who just wants to live? Is this piece of writing a philosophical investigation? I believe it is experientially authenticated. Whatever. Bahala na. Gusto kong pumunta sa Greenbelt 3. May password ang blog ni Anna, ni Jacqui, ni Apol. Ako wala. Paano maglagay ng password? May movie premiere ang ACTM ngayon. Nood kayo. Plug-in lang to. 192 pounds ako. Masarap magkape. May utang akong wan taw kay nina. Masarap magbayad ng utang. Gumagaan ang pakiramdam mo. Bakla daw si FPJ. Mabubuhay daw siya matapos ang tatlong araw. Gago. Isa kang malaking gago. Inutil. Bobo. Nabubuhay ka sa isang mundo ng kamangmangan at isaw. Kumain ka na lang ng isaw. Bakla ka. Pangit ka. Gumagawa na ng bagong album ang Dave Matthews Band. May website sila tungkol dun. Eksayted na ako. Pro-poor daw si GMA. Gago. Isa kang malaking gago. Inutil. Bobo. Nabubuhay ka sa isang mundo ng kamangmangan at isaw. Kumain ka na lang ng isaw. Bakla ka. Pangit ka. Mamatay na si Imelda. Pangit siya. Kelangan kong manood ng Imelda. Gusto kong bumili ng CDs. Ayoko na. Tama na. Pera. Kelangan ko ng pera. Putang ina ubos na internet ko tayp pa rin ako ng tayp. Tama naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwapo daw ako sabi ng nanay ko. Gwapo daw ako sabi ng mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652107-110562733454804552?l=6stringjunkie.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/feeds/110562733454804552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652107&amp;postID=110562733454804552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110562733454804552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652107/posts/default/110562733454804552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6stringjunkie.blogspot.com/2005/01/blag.html' title='Blag.'/><author><name>bl4ze</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06744522425537626536'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652107.post-110456502790873127</id><published>2005-01-01T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T21:11:59.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elements and Penis Names</title><content type='html'>While looking over at Cams' blog site, I saw that she had this set of pop psych quizzes that are meant to give a reflection of her personality. I kinda found it quite accurate though, so I tried it out myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: A discriminating person like me happened to "sell out" to these kinds of quizzes due to the inevitable onslaught of boredom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/fire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your passion and emotion are as obvious as the brightest flame.&lt;br /&gt;You make sparks fly, and your passion always has the potential to burst out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exciting and creative - and completely unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes exercise control, and sometimes you let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends describe you as sensitive, spirited, and compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;Bright and blazing with intensity, you seem mysterious and moody to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/elementquiz.html"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/musical.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.&lt;br /&gt;Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Visionary Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/visionary-soul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.&lt;br /&gt;Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connect to your soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great vision and can be very insightful.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/oldsoul.html"&gt;Old Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/peacemakersoul.html"&gt;Peacemaker Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Achiever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#0000cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're confident and competent - with a lot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager to reach your goals, you are ambitious and competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at motivating yourself and motivating others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're also a charmer, with a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/numberquiz.html"&gt;What number are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, there was this section on Name Generators:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"  style="color:#f6e5ce;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Your Penis Name is: &lt;b&gt;Free Willy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get your own Penis Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out of Curiosity, I tried putting other people's names. Here are the Bestsellers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Block-R:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antonio Berroya:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fat Albert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aram Loe Zarate:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry &amp;amp; The Hendersons&lt;/strong&gt; (Huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Bald Avenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marvene Rom Munda :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ivan The Terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew Fernandes:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elvis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UandME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian Aumentado:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;ANACONDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marlowe Doms Tajon: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L i t t l e J u a n&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PJ Encabo:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain Kirk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Jan Michael Acosta: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;GUMMI WORM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"  style="color:#d8ff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Your Porn Star Name is: &lt;b&gt;Jack in the Box&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornname.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Porn Star Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"  style="color:#d3abd4;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;It's Not Sex. It's ... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Funky Chicken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/sexname.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Sex Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"  style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Your Stripper Name is: &lt;b&gt;Topaz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/strippername.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Stripper Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"  style="color:#c1c1c1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Your Star Wars Masturbation Method Is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Making the Kessel Run&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/starwarsname.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Star Wars Masturbation Method&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout tryin' it guys? Is your porn name "Rider Strong" or something?&lt;br /&gt;Chillax. 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I bet you're all dying to see some new material after I posted that graphic known as my CS project. It was actually a hit, and it drew a whole bunch of laughs from family and friends. Though a conformist in many ways (As seeming seems necessary as we pave the way to true dialog and revelation of being!), I like to be different as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;           So while we guys are on our breaks, I got on with my monthly upgrade to my CD collection with the following titles: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream Theater - Live at Budokan (3-CD Set): &lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                                              This epic 2 and a half showdown at the Budokan in Tokyo features stunning live cuts from DT's latest album Train of Thought. It also includes cuts from Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence, their 2002 Album, as well as from 1999's Falling into Infinity. A 19:38-long jam on 2000's Scenes From a Memory album is present in the song Beyond this Life. As a standard with all DT live CDs, the carrier single of 1992's Images and Words album, Pull Me Under (their first hit) comes before the last track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            Anybody who knows and listens to Dream Theater will be surprised at how these five guys possess such great endurance and accuracy when they play live. These guys don't waste notes. On "Instrumedley", Jordan Rudess (keyboards) shines as he shows how fast and creative his playing style is. From a hard rock riff, he suddenly comes in with this "Charlie Chaplin" sounding solo, adding humor to the track. John Petrucci (Guitar), the eminent shredmeister, is as stellar as ever, picking up precise and beautifully arranged guitar solos. His acoustic licks on "Hollow Years" and "Goodnight Kiss" are bright moments across the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;          John Myung (Bass) is such an amazing act to follow. Watching him live makes you leave your mouth wide open. He slaps and pounds on the bass with such speed and precision. Using a 6-string bass guitar, he collaborates with Mike Portnoy (Drums) in keeping the rhythm and tempo of the entire live performance. Portnoy, Modern Drummer Magazine's Best Drummer for 13 years straight, displays intensive footwork and control of odd time signatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;           To wrap it all up is James Labrie (Vocals), who posesses such an incredible vocal range, capable of hitting the highest notes on the scale. The classically-trained Labrie brings soul and power, completing the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            But what you notice first is the stunning sound quality at which this concert was recorded. The sound is absolutely crisp. Crowd noise is cleaned out, and there is not much noise interference. It's amazing how these guys can perform and sound like the original studio recording. An amazing experience, which I'm hoping to complete with the purchase of the Budokan DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wolfgang - Wolfgang, Semenelin:                                                                                                                                                &lt;/strong&gt;As a late bloomer into the rock genre, there were a lot of legends I never came across until after they broke up. And among them was Wolfgang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            The band, which was composed of Basti Artadi on vocals, local guitar hero Manuel Legarda, bassist Mon Legaspi and drummer Wolf Gemora, is known as the finest Pinoy metal/hard rock band that has come across our history. These guys brought Pinoy rock to a level that was never realized before. Combining influences from Metallica, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin and Razorback, these two Wolfgang albums are for me, the essential definition of Pinoy old skool rock. A sound that was more authentic that what the "Hu-Paw Ku-Paw" and the "Rap-metal" bands that we have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            Lyrics-wise, Wolfgang directed much of its expression towards the number one enemy of society: the corrupt and deceitful TRAPO. Songs like "Halik ni Hudas" and discuss the anatomy of such a character:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Mga asong nanloloko, kunwari'y maaamo. Pangakong matamis, puro langaw at ipis. Kaibigang nakaitim, dadalhin ka sa dilim. Pagkatao mo'y papasukin tapos dudurugin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On "Bought and Sold", such sentiments arise as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pied piping foreigners arrive each day to blindly lead the innocent toward their indecent ways. Branded children who only see the money and toys supposedly given for free."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;More on this legendary band in the articles to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/640/DVDs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/2139/320/DVDs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKER'S PARADISE: LOVING IT LIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                  An interesting development as of late is my diversion into a new, but complemementary passion besides my Audio CD library. The foundations for my live concert and music video library have been laid, with a starter list of artists I have grown with. My current selections are a product of intense waiting, as much of these have come from the states. It just happens that most concert DVDs being sold here are crappy and poppy. The same artist, the same songs, the same content. Thank God for Amazon.com, Costco and locally, Virra Mall! So what makes up my lineup? Here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CATEGORY A: Live Concerts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus - Alive at Red Rocks:                                                                                                                                                &lt;/strong&gt;Incubus' June 2004 performance at the Red Rocks ampitheatre in Colorado, showcasing their new songs from A Crow Left of the Murder, their latest album. It contains a solid performance, with an incredible 20-minute drum jam on "Vitamin", the first time I heard keyboards on "Drive", an amazing guitar solo on "Sick Sad Little World", and a cute vocal improvisation of "Doo doo doo, Da da da" on "Stellar". DJ Kilmore performs an interesting DJ solo on "A Certain Shade of Green". The concert came with a 5-track bonus CD featuring Brandon Boyd's first appearance on guitar, a track called "Monuments and Melodies" that was missing in the latest album, and a new single called "Follow". A must-have for all Incubus Fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                 It allowed me to relive those ecstatic moments during their March 2004 concert in Manila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus - The Morning View Sessions:                                                                                                                                &lt;/strong&gt;An intimate performance of Incubus' songs from their 4th studio album, Morning View. It also features a documentary on how the album was made, the gorgeous mansion in which they recorded it, and the making of the video for "Wish you were here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus - When Incubus Attacks, Vol.2:                                                                                                                            &lt;/strong&gt;Vol. 1 was an EP containing acoustic performances of songs from Make Yourself. Vol. 2, however, is a recap of videos, performances and candid shots from the early years of the band's career, from Fungus Amongus, to S.C.I.E.N.C.E. and the release of Make yourself. Notable is their kick ass performance of songs from SCIENCE and MY at the Sno-Core in Texas, their Acoustic concert sponsored by AT&amp;T, and the music video for "Take me to your leader". This DVD is a flashback of the old school Incubus, who wish to witness the roots of one of the greatest bands out there today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dave Matthews Band - The Central Park Concert&lt;/strong&gt;:                                                                                                          There is only one word to describe this:&lt;strong&gt; Indescribable&lt;/strong&gt;. This 2-disc DVD showcases DMB in their finest concert ever, performed in NYC's Central Park, to an audience of 100,000. DMB is the epitome of fusion jamming, with its mix of classical, jazz, country and rock influences. Dave is my hero when it comes to the rhythm guitar. His strumming patterns are so complex, and he pulls it off while singing at the top of his voice! The band demonstrates its technical wizardry and flair for jazz and blues improvisation with epic 14-minute jams on Crush, Cortez the killer (a Neil Young cover) and an incredible 20-minute stretch of "Two Step", featuring guest artist Butch Taylor on the keyboards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;             Carter Beauford (drums) is arguably the finest drummer I've seen perform live. He just keeps the engine running for DMB throughout the concert. Boyd Tinsley is an absolute master on the violin, as he initiates the band's entry into its jams. Stefan Lessard keeps the pace on the bass, and performs an amazing solo before the band's cover of Bob Dylan's "All along the Watchtower". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metallica - With the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra:&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                    One of the world's most briliant Orchestras ties up with the greatest legend of heavy metal in this once-in-a-lifetime concert. Mettallica delivers a brilliant performance together with the SFSO, conducted by reknowned maestro Michael Kamen. What one intially perceives as impossible became reality: The union of classic and metal into one powerful musical experience. I shall delve deeper into this epic performance soon, as much has yet to be discovered (just bought this the other day, haven't watched it fully).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamtheater - Metropolis 2000 Live Scenes From New York:                                                                       &lt;/strong&gt;Much has yet to be said about Dream Theater, but for now this DVD features the band's live performance of their 2000 concept album Scenes From A Memory. The hope of watching DT live came through the other day as well, when I discovered this rarity along a dark corner in Virra Mall. The DVD promises 2 hours of sonic bliss, with a dark story to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G3 - Live in Denver:&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                                                                                                           This features the ultimate Gods of guitar: Joe Satriani, Steve Vai and Yngwie Malmsteen in one concert. These 3 artists have pushed the guitar to heights never realized before. Satriani is known as one of the pioneers and early legends of the post-Hendrix era. Steve Vai is critically acclaimed for his technical wizardry and "space-age" sound on the guitar, and Malmsteen is the founder of neoclassical rock, performing Bach, Handel, Mozart on the electric guitar, at breaknecking speeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Staind - MTV Unplugged:                                                                                                                                                         &lt;/strong&gt;Staind is recognized for hits such as "It's been a While", "Outside" and "Mudshovel", and of course we know the crazy story behind their discovery by Fred Durst. The DVD features their acoustic performance, which is now a fine moment in Unplugged history. Warning though, the songs are really depressing. But if your name is &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Valerie Averia&lt;/strong&gt;, you won't mind. The songs are real. The pain and torment felt when hearing Aaron Lewis belt his heart out is authentic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;           P.S. Would recommend the song "Excess Baggage" for those extremely gray moments. Not heavy, but dark to the deepest extent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matchbox Twenty - Show:&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                                                                                             The Atlanta concert featuring songs from their latest, More than you think you are. This is definitely a star in my collection, as I've always been in love with Rob Thomas' songwriting. The songs on the list resemble a greatest hits collection. However, I am not content with this pirated copy, and I will buy the original soon. &lt;strong&gt;(Val, Cza, you can't miss this!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CATEGORY B: Music Videos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dave Matthews Band - The Videos 1994-2001: &lt;/strong&gt;A collection of music videos from Under the Table and Dreaming, to Everyday, their fourth RCA studio album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah Mclachlan - The Video Collection 1989-1998: &lt;/strong&gt;One of the finest female songwriters and singers. Definitely a rocker's refuge from the noise and chaos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(As we speak, &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; is planning to beg me to let me lend it to her!! Will I? Hehehe! We'll see!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CATEGORY C: Biographies, Documentaries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Beatles - The First U.S. Visit:                                                                                                                                              &lt;/strong&gt;An In-depth look into the first U.S. Visit of the greatest band of all time, this DVD features the Beatles at the start of the worldwide Beatlemania phenomenon. 2 Cameramen went along with the band and filmed them all along the way during their 1964 visit, arguably one of the first reality TV documentaries made. This is a chance for die-hard fans to glimpse the real Lennon, McCartney, Harrison and Starr, and know what it's like to live in the eternal, undying spotlight. Fortunately for the fab four, they enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So that marks the beginning of my new collection. More upgrades and updates in the coming articles. 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