<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:06:17.104+08:00</updated><category term='college'/><category term='dad'/><category term='grades'/><category term='father'/><category term='failure'/><category term='daughter'/><category term='family'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>SAGAD, the CHAIN GANG and LATINO HEAT</title><subtitle type='html'>IDOLIZE NONE, RESPECT ALL. HUSTLE. LOYALTY. RESPECT. SAGAD.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-6480218916390966005</id><published>2009-03-09T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:30:32.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGTIWALA SA TAPAT! HUWAG MABULAG SA MANDARAYA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 36pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://macriseganda14.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SbThRAoKCIgAACLWOXo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.macriseganda14.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SbThRAoKCIgAACLWOXo1/JC.jpg?et=Luvp63ztXzPoi8fcSnuoDA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MAGTIWALA KAY &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;JC LIM!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Silence is over! We have to &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;SPEAK&lt;/b&gt; for the &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"&gt;&lt;br style="PAGE-BREAK-BEFORE: auto;mso-break-type: section-break;" clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="Section2"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Fact#1: Before the Election Day, Feb.10, SBP passed a petition to the Electoral Board indicating a request to double check the &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;REAL GPA &lt;/b&gt;of Brian Cagara. The ELBO requested NYPD to give a new certified copy of Cagara’s grades but NYPD declined ELBO’s request.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Question: If NYPD knows that Cagara’s GPA is qualified, why do they have to decline the request of the Electoral Board?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Fact#2: NYPD stated &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“Kapag hindi nadaan sa boto ng Bedista, idaan sa protesta”. &lt;/i&gt;During the 2005 SC elections, two of NYPD’s candidates were disqualified because their GPAs were changed. It was &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;NOT &lt;/b&gt;SBP who protested against NYPD’s illegal action but a group of Philosophy Majors who brought up the issue to the Administration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Take Note: For the record, NYPD has passed more petitions to the ELBO against SBP. Most of their petitions were non-sense because it was always dismissed due to lack of evidence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Fact#3: Ask yourselves Bedans, &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Do I still trust NYPD?” &lt;/b&gt;The 2005 and 2009 elections marked a shameful history in the SBC Student Council Elections where elected students were disqualified because it was discovered later that NYPD introduced students who are not qualified in the first place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Question: Where is the credibility of NYPD? Are they “united” when they are in position? Do they REALLY serve the students of San Beda? Or they just want to prove their DOMINATION?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;·&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;For the past years, NYPD has been dominating the SC Polls, but where is the new San Beda that they have been promising?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;·&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;Don’t be fooled by contracts and signature campaigns. The influence of the majority is rarely the CORRECT INFLUENCE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;·&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;SBP is known to be quiet and tame. We know that there is the right time to speak, and this is the RIGHT TIME TO TELL THE &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;TRUTH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"&gt;&lt;br style="PAGE-BREAK-BEFORE: auto;mso-break-type: section-break;" clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;VOTE for &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;REAL CHANGE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt;LINE-HEIGHT: normal;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt;FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;*Ngayon nakita niyo na ang mga tunay na nangyari. Nawa'y maliwanagan kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-6480218916390966005?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/6480218916390966005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=6480218916390966005&amp;isPopup=true' title='66 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6480218916390966005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6480218916390966005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2009/03/magtiwala-sa-tapat-huwag-mabulag-sa.html' title='MAGTIWALA SA TAPAT! HUWAG MABULAG SA MANDARAYA!'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>66</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8453066799426987261</id><published>2008-10-24T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:50:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It has come to my attention &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that people have been publicly giving sermons &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;about how I live my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I do have to tell you dear sirs and madams...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;YOU DO NOT KNOW THE WHOLE STORY.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SO STOP BEING SUCH A KNOW-IT-ALL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though I appreciate your concern about my welfare,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I do have a head on my shoulders and I know how to live my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, I have made quite a number of mistakes in my life,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But damn I liked making those mistakes!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It makes me feel real and human.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So here's to you:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though I may be sharing what you THINK is my WHOLE LIFE,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am actually just telling you a MINUTE PART OF IT.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I said before...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If a face can launch I thousand ships,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would fill the &lt;a href="mailto:f@ck!ng"&gt;f@ck!ng&lt;/a&gt; seas coz I have a &lt;a href="mailto:f@ck!ing"&gt;f@ck!ing&lt;/a&gt; million faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And with that..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I end this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, and I'm starting on something I've always wanted to do, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I'm pretty much out of the circulation this sembreak.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8453066799426987261?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8453066799426987261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8453066799426987261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8453066799426987261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8453066799426987261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/10/note.html' title='Note...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8703822838187095706</id><published>2008-09-10T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:52:22.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just have to say that I am very proud to have JOEMAN CRIS C. CORRADO as my brother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm too tired and lazy to tell the story why...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But just go to his link and you'll know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It might be a bit long, but I'm sure it will be worth your while.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It just goes to show that... it runs in the family. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love his batchmates too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And if I get word that my youngest brother is being bothered in Claret,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will assume that it has something to do with the link I will give.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And he will face terror that no man can ever endure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;GO BATCH GRANDEUR!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;this is the link, and if anyone messes with him again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tawa ko nalang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://joeman01.multiply.com/journal/item/7/_Claretian_Definition_of_Terms_Latest_Ed"&gt;http://joeman01.multiply.com/journal/item/7/_Claretian_Definition_of_Terms_Latest_Ed&lt;/a&gt;._&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BTW...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;will be posting loads of pics in the coming weeks...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being in ManSoc has taken over my life,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I'm lacking in blog posts and albums...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;CHEERS!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SAGAD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8703822838187095706?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8703822838187095706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8703822838187095706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8703822838187095706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8703822838187095706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/09/batak_10.html' title='Batak...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8543342348974218958</id><published>2008-09-10T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:34:15.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8543342348974218958?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8543342348974218958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8543342348974218958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8543342348974218958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8543342348974218958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/09/batak.html' title='Batak...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-1519073164285222731</id><published>2008-07-17T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:23:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;No, I didn't out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I already am.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a lot of fun today!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though I wouldn't recommend what I did to any self-respecting, diligent students anywhere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Damn if my teachers from my alma mater knew what I did..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They'd probably take back my diploma and burn it to ashes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So this is what happened.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Corporate Thrusday for ManSoc juniors and seniors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hate wearing slacks coz my fat ass pops out like a jack in the box.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I wore a wrap dress...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bad choice coz I had eveyone staring at the twins even though i still had them covered. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess it'll never change.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Paupau, Joyce, Jude and moi met up at the silay bar for brunch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Turns out Joyciebabe didn't go to her first class. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know those days when you just don't want to go to school?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well this was one of 'em.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bad thing is I had 2 quizzes and 2 project deadlines.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I knew I had to fight the temptation.. and I was goo at it...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When Joyce said: "Di ako papasok. Nood tayo movie sa Ba2gz.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Damn that gurl! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I gave my projects to my professors early,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Told them that I had an emergency.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I hoped for the best that my Mandarin and Philippine Lit profs will give me a make-up exam.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pau was hesitant at first coz she wasn't feeling well,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But we went anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Uhm... BTW, Ba2gz is a chill out plays in Mendiola square where you can watch movies, hangout... blahblah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2 corporate gals with a sick Paula.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Had a lot of fun watching Wicker Park and The Hottie and The Nottie.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Had fun flirty with kuya Ba2gz as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You see, in between movies, Joyce and I had to pee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the way to the cr, I saw kuya watching a movie in the room beside the cr..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Joyce and I were already joking about you-know-what with him...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So we were teasing him again, opening and closing the door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When Joyce was in the cr, kuya told me to come in, even helped me inside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Woohoo. with holding hands pa.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was wearing a dress, kinda hard to conceal things, kinda hard to sit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I sat anyway, but with another bean bag between us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I heard Joyce looking for me, I sat beside kuya and we were laughing our asses off coz we knew Joyce would be thinking wtf????&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So there..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was fun to be bad for a while.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we went to gateway to look at mugs, jugs, clothes and shoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Damn I was effing tempted to buy a whole lot from Celine!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good thing Joyce and Pau were there coz if I was alone I wouldv'e gone home with plenty of paperbags at hand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I stayed at Joyce's condo and got picked up by my cousin Kuya Mike,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then went home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wasn't that a productive day?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To those seniors in my alma mater who will read this,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DO NOT TRY THIS EVER.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know I tld you in my talk to NOT do it...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's not good. I'm telling you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just needed a break.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On another note:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought I was doing okay with what I have now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;turns out I've been missing out a lot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Been looking at people's multiply accounts...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Realized I missed THREE things already.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess I better step it up if I want to stay in this thing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Question is...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How the fuck did I not know about the two other thingies?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I should've met crushie by that time if I knew about it and I went.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Damn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Better luck next time, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Basta I promise not to let anything else pass me by like that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I promised myself to live the most out of my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And damn straight I will!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been under a rock the first half of my youth,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I have to make the most out of the youth I have left.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Long post huh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I missed blogging.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you've been reading my blog since it was in blogspot,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You'd know how much I love doing it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well now,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I promise to blog and update my pics religiously.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hehehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SaGaD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-1519073164285222731?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/1519073164285222731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=1519073164285222731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/1519073164285222731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/1519073164285222731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/07/out.html' title='Out...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8273970440637494039</id><published>2008-07-14T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:05:23.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lady Luck came back to me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess the devil got tired of playing pranks on me and he finally let me live my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just reread my previous post,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it seems so far away now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The day after I posted that,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;everything changed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I mean everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess it's about time that I become happy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And really mean it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know this never lasts long.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But damn I'm gonna enjoy it while it lasts!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm tired of being desperate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm tired of crying my eyes out, while the rest of the world laughs at man's stupidity.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I will never forget it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It will always be a part of me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It made me Macrise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It made me Maccer da Packer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It will always be my Billy in Ally McBeal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It will always be my Doc Jun of Nani.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So spare me the sermons.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I already know it by heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And yes, I AM OVER IT.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAhahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you hear what I have been doing lately?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You'll be surprised.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just let me be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me play.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me have fun with my playmates.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now for those who have been reading my blog will ask:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why the fuck is the title yellow?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Answer:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because I wore a yellow shirt that day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Peace y'all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SaGaD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8273970440637494039?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8273970440637494039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8273970440637494039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8273970440637494039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8273970440637494039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellow.html' title='Yellow...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8068457600869000556</id><published>2008-07-07T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:26:30.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It seems lady luck left me for good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This year has definitely made me more miserable. (talk about emo)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know, I know...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are also a lot of things to be thankful for.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I'm only human.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I'm never contented.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And this is my blog.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I can write any rant that I want.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is that even correct grammar?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The start of the year was alright at first&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But my heart was ripped by the end of summer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followed by a corrupted memory card&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then a broken phone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then losing money&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then losing my unlimited access lrt card.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WTF????&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was I that bad that Santa contacted Satan to punish me???&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ho hum.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think I left my lrt card at the juice stand in Anonas...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i'll go there tomorrow,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hopefully I left it there and "ate" was kind enough to keep it for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8068457600869000556?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8068457600869000556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8068457600869000556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8068457600869000556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8068457600869000556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/07/luck.html' title='Luck...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-1879010967665728374</id><published>2008-06-15T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:29:56.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy Father's Day to all papas...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dadas...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Daddy's...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tatays...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Papis..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And whatever you call your old man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-1879010967665728374?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/1879010967665728374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=1879010967665728374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/1879010967665728374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/1879010967665728374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers.html' title='Fathers..'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-7520233702526413511</id><published>2008-06-14T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:32:48.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Older...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh yes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm a year older.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm too tired to blog,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll prolly just do it tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks to those who greeted me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-7520233702526413511?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/7520233702526413511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=7520233702526413511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/7520233702526413511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/7520233702526413511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/06/older_14.html' title='Older...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-5021620017211854507</id><published>2008-06-14T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:31:56.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Older...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-5021620017211854507?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/5021620017211854507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=5021620017211854507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/5021620017211854507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/5021620017211854507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/06/older.html' title='Older...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-9007910251258512171</id><published>2008-06-02T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:56:24.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slipping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's very hard to put up an act around people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Much more if it's your own family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm slipping away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it sucks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm trying my hardest to put it together, but it just keeps on falling apart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What's harder is people are starting to REALLY notice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just can't have that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or maybe I do want it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I dunno.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grrrrr.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What can I say?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still love him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-9007910251258512171?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/9007910251258512171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=9007910251258512171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/9007910251258512171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/9007910251258512171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/06/slipping.html' title='Slipping...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-3817154532038556615</id><published>2008-06-01T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:18:12.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limbo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I dunno why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actually I do, I just don't want it to be the sole reason.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I guess it is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Weird, ain't it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm usually accustomed to the weirdness that I go through.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUT THIS IS DRIVING ME CRAZY.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's unfair.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't think the other party is going through hell.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How come I can't live right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I already know the answer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just think it's so unfair.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;arghh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i hate this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i can't even think straight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My insomia is getting worse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can anyone help me please?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gaaah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;this lil girl is going crazy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;what can i say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;nuthin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-3817154532038556615?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/3817154532038556615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=3817154532038556615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/3817154532038556615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/3817154532038556615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/06/limbo.html' title='Limbo...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-3262301183841720235</id><published>2008-04-16T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:38:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Mama Bear called be at 11:30 pm.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I was close to my REM stage, and it was the first time in a very long while that I got to sleep early.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I wasa bit pissed, but it was Kim!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And the next words I heard on my cell made me lightheaded.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Nag email na sila.."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Of course I was happy!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I was too sleepy to let it all in...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So anyway,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I checked my mail and there it was.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I just have to brag about it!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahaha&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Hey you guys! :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sorry it took so long for us to get back to you, things are really hectic at &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208347846_0 style="CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed"&gt;the station&lt;/SPAN&gt; now with so many events coming up. :) Tin here, I know I met some of you in the "judgement room" at the auditions, but there are also a couple who I didn't get to meet. :(&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Anyhoo, congratulations again for making the cut this year! :) We have a meeting at &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208347846_1 style="CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed"&gt;the station&lt;/SPAN&gt; on MONDAY, APRIL 21, at 4:30pm. It's going to be our first ever meeting, so it would be great if everyone could show up, we'll let you know about what we plan on doing with you guys so it's suuuuuuuper imperative that you all be there. :) There are 20 of you now, and we're planning on cutting that number in half - yes only half (or maybe less pa) of you will REALLY get into the program and get to train with the best djs in the country today - Boom Gonzales, CJ the DJ, Big Daddy Jake, the Boys, Mo Twister, etc. :) Attendance is going to count for a lot, we can use it as a gauge as to how committed you are to the program. :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We're located at UNIT 907 PARAGON PLAZA EDSA CORNER RELLIANCE MANDALUYONG CITY. It's the building with the huge-ass antenna on the rooftop and mga chandeliers sa 2nd floor. You can't miss it. :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Again, congratulations on making it and good luck on the next stage of eliminations! :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;kisses and cashmere,&lt;BR&gt;Tin Gamboa&lt;BR&gt;Magic 89.9 :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;DON'T YOU JUST LOVE IT??? HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;MY DREAM IS REALLY COMING TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i hope to meet tonytoni na!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;haaaaaay.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I'll tell you guys all about it right after.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ANYWAY...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;on other parts of my life:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;school: midterms! im doing okay, but i know i should do better.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;am excited about the debate in polsci!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;havent done that in a while.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;my so-called love life: it was rocky for a while(more like 4 days..)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;but it got better din.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;what ca i say?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i love him!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;(to the rat, try and tell this to the authorities and you are gonna be screwed for life!)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;summer: my great summer getaway is san beda college!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;but i did go to laguna and quezon, and il be booked the rest of the weekends of april!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it's gonna be fun!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;so that's it....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;il update when i can!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;sagad!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-3262301183841720235?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/3262301183841720235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=3262301183841720235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/3262301183841720235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/3262301183841720235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/04/progress.html' title='Progress...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-1342586356340030683</id><published>2008-04-10T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:32:11.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arete...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Missed me?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Missed you more.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Summer classes started so I can't be online every night...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And things have goten crazier since the last time I posted...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh, I have to tell you this....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;With my face beaming...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And chest puffed out... (hahahaha)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I am proud to say to everyone...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;That I passed the JUNIOR JOCK AUDITIONS!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahaha. i love it.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;especially coz i did it with my bestfriend in the whole wide world.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Anyway, I'm calling it my Arete in this stage of my life.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Never have I wanted something so bad and I actually got it.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Now that is what you call arete.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Love you guys...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I'll be posting if something good happens...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Sagad!.. (damn i missed saying that.)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-1342586356340030683?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/1342586356340030683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=1342586356340030683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/1342586356340030683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/1342586356340030683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/04/arete.html' title='Arete...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-6672897371204718952</id><published>2008-04-01T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:54:18.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>READ!!!</title><content type='html'>I ordered a peach-mango pie in Jollibee this morning so I can have a broadsheet.&lt;br&gt;Lo and behold, I saw San Beda as the topic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I looked for a copy on the net, and here it is:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="aTitle" style="padding-bottom: 1px;"&gt;Does San Beda College now suffer from its proximity to evil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; 							&lt;span class="aAuthor"&gt;AS I WRECK THIS CHAIR By William M. Esposo&lt;/span&gt; 							&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="aDate"&gt;Tuesday, April 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt; 							 							 							 							 							&lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Our parents were right when they taught us not to associate with evil persons lest we become evil like them in the end. Indeed, the once good men who decided to join the evil regime now provide testimony to that fate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Administrators of Malacanang neighbor San Beda College (SBC) seem to have also been drawn into the influence of the Malacanang resident who wears Prada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Fr. Ranhilio Callangan Aquino, Dean of the SBC Graduate School College of Law, seems to have taken it upon himself to lawyer for the evil regime.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;“The CBCP should be the voice of sobriety. It should not jump the gun on investigations. It should be the last to join the bandwagon of popular sentiment. In fact, calls for resignation, to my mind, lack any moral moorings at all. What moral precept is it that justifies such a call?” Fr. Aquino said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Fr. Aquino also said that a call for resignation is justified only when a government is “utterly lawless, tyrannical, despotic and oppressive.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Hello? Where was this Benedictine priest all this time? He speaks as though all our institutions were functioning properly and as though the justice system had been successfully prosecuting the plunderers and the murderers of unarmed activists.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Now, we have this recent case of the SBC Rector and President, Fr. Mateo J. de Jesus, OSB, who is under fire from students and parents who felt betrayed when he suddenly announced the dissolution of the SBC Philosophy Department.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Philosophy is the foundation of the science of ethics and moral values. When an educational institution dumps philosophy as a legitimate college course, is it not also communicating its lack of appreciation for the science that values higher wisdom and morality?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Oddly, that seems to be what Fr. de Jesus did when he issued his March 12 letter announcing: “San Beda College, in its strategic direction toward contributing more effectively and efficiently to national development goals, has embarked on a thorough review of its courses and program offerings. As a result of this review, management has decided to close the Philosophy Department of the College with the end in view of streamlining its curricular and program offerings.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;“It is with deep regret that we now issue to you this notice prior to the closure of the Department of Philosophy which will take effect at the close of office hours on &lt;st1:date month="4" day="15" year="2008"&gt;15  April 2008&lt;/st1:date&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;“San Beda College, however, hastens to advise you that it will facilitate your transfer to any of its current courses/program offerings or to any other higher educational institution of your choice,” Fr. de Jesus’ letter concluded.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;Students and parents naturally reacted. They sent a letter of protest on March 26 to Rev. Fr. Roderick Salazar, SVD, Director of the CEAP in the NCR. This Chair Wrecker was supplied a copy of this letter by Mr. Eric Apolonio, father of Dean’s lister Suzanne Apolonio who was affected by the closure.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;The students protested that the closure is detrimental to their education and runs counter to the very purpose and mission of a Catholic school (not to mention the 5-week notice).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;“We were only informed of the school management’s decision regarding this matter after they have already decided on it. As an issue that directly affects us and the continuance of our studies, we believe that this matter should have undergone the process of consultation between the school administration and the students,” they wrote.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;They added: “This event is especially detrimental to the incoming fourth year students. With only one year left to conclude studies, the closure of the department would delay the anticipated graduation of the incoming seniors. As it appears, the efforts we have exerted to be able to surpass the hurdles of philosophy and human resource development would all end to a waste.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;The students cited their rights under Section 61 of the Manual of Regulations for Private Schools which state: “Admission to any private school is open to all pupils and students who meet its specific standards, requirements and regulations as expressed in printed publications or other written material. Except in cases of academic delinquency, violation of school rules and regulations, the closure of the school itself, the pupil or student who qualifies for enrolment is qualified to stay for the entire period in which he is expected to complete course in a school, without prejudice to his right to transfer to other schools within the prescribed period.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="NoParagraphStyle"&gt;They even called to task the SBC administrators for violating the demands of mutual dialogue as stated in the Second Vatican Council: “In consequence of the principle of participation and co-responsibility the various groupings which constitute the educational community are, according to their several competencies, to be associated in decision-making concerning the Catholic School and in the application of decisions once taken.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Philosophy has served as foundation for the more ethically-inclined aspiring lawyers. For a school that has consistently produced good lawyers, it is so unusual that San Beda College is ditching its Philosophy Department.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=2008033160&amp;type=2"&gt;http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=2008033160&amp;type=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I HAVE TO SAY THAT I FEEL DEEPLY FOR MY 2 LATEST POSTS. I AM NOT ANGRY AT THE ADMINISTRATION PER SE, BUT I AM RATHER SHOCKED AT THE RATE THINGS ARE GOING. I RESPECT AND REVERE SAN BEDA COLLEGE, FOR IT HAS PRODUCED GREAT PEOPLE IN THE 102 YEARS OF ITS EXISTENCE. HOWEVER, I BELIEVE IT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE FOR THE ADMINISTRATION TO MAKE A "BUSINESS DECISION" WITH NO FOREWARNING TO THE PEOPLE THAT WILL BE AFFECTED IN SAID DECISION. ALSO, FOR AN EDUCATIONAL INSTITUTION TO BE SEATED SO NEAR THE CENTER OF THE PHILIPPINE GOVERNMENT, IT IS APALLING FOR THE ADMINISTRATION TO IGNORE, EVEN DARESAY TRAMPLE THE RIGHTS OF ITS STOCKHOLDERS- THEIR STUDENTS. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ONCE AGAIN, I AM NOT ANTI-ADMINISTRATION OR EVEN TRYING TO INFLUENCE OTHER PEOPLE TO BECOME ANTI-ADMIN. THIS IS MY BLOG, AND I BELEIVE THAT THIS IS THE ONLY OUTLET THAT I CAN FREELY EXPRESS ALL KINDS OF EMOTION THAT I HAVE WITHOUT THE FEAR OF UNCALLED JUDGEMENT. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SO TO THE PEOPLE WHO I MIGHT HAVE OFFENDED, I ASK FOR YOUR PARDON AND UNDERSTANDING THAT THIS IS MY SO-CALLED PROPERTY. IF YOU FIND THIS OR ANY OF MY POSTS OFFENSIVE, PLEASE JUST MOVE ALONG. HOWEVER, COMMENTS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED. CIAO!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-6672897371204718952?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/6672897371204718952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=6672897371204718952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6672897371204718952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6672897371204718952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/04/read.html' title='READ!!!'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-2976917721801266084</id><published>2008-03-17T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:49:34.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abuse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#336666&gt;Ito ang nangyayari sa loob ng San Beda:&lt;BR style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;BR style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;OL style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt; &lt;LI&gt;SAPILITANG INIMPLEMENT ANG PANGIT AT DILAW NA UNIPORME.  &lt;LI&gt;HINDI BINIGYAN NG PONDO ANG "THE BEDAN" UPANG MATIGIL ANG PUBLICATION.  &lt;LI&gt;TINERMINATE ANG DALAWANG THEOLOGY PROFESSORS: PROF. JARABELO AT PROF. BERNARDO-FONSECA.  &lt;LI&gt;SAPILITANG PINAGRETIRE ANG MAGAGALING NA PROFESSORS NA SINA: PROF.DOLOR, PROF. CADZ MALBAROSA AT PROF. DEMETERIO  &lt;LI&gt;BINUWAG ANG DEPARTAMENTO NG PILOSOPIYA.  &lt;LI&gt;NAGTAAS NG 25% ANG TUITION FEE SA SAN BEDA EFFECTIVE NEXT SY 08-09 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;**pinatalsik ang mga professor na nabanggit sa mismong graduation day. March 14, 2008 (Friday)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;BR style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;***Tama na! Kumilos na mga Bedista! Sobra na.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-2976917721801266084?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/2976917721801266084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=2976917721801266084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/2976917721801266084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/2976917721801266084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/03/abuse.html' title='Abuse...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-4148844903129045214</id><published>2008-03-02T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T15:47:21.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;After more than four months of restless nights,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Frustrated mornings,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Nerve-wrecking hours&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and brain numbing moments...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I finally got to sleep the soundest last night.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Yesterday was probably one of the best fcukin days I will ever have in my pathetic college life.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Too bad my Mounee Babe wasn't there with us...XC&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We had our final defense yesterday.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We were the last group to have the defense, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And it was crazy waiting for our turn for 4 fcukin hours!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I guess it was all worthwhile because we got a 96.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It was actually fun, because I got to answer "Bb. Pilipinas style."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;After the defense, Pau went back to Pampanga..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Then Donna, Steph and I went to Gateway to chill...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Lawrence was also there, so the four of us had a great time just laughing at each other and teling stories.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Who cares if Ne-yo was there?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I was having a great time with my closest friends!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have never felt so light in such a long time.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We all went our separate ways by 8pm..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Law to a party of some sort,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Steph with Mico,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Donna to go home.. hopefully. haha joke.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And I took the mrt to trinoma.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I thought there was another Ne-yo concert because of the loooong line.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It was actually the line for the fx to lagro. hahahahah.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;finally I got home..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I watched Jessica Soho coz I thought Laydz was gonna be there...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Well RocKapampangan was..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And I am so proud to have my cd given by Laydz herself!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hehe.rockstar.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Experience really is priceless.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To Elite:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You guys are the best!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Sorry for all the freaky sh!! prior to the defense...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I love you guys!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My Mounee Babe:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I miss you.XD&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To Law:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Thanks bossing for being my best bud.XD&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Priceless.XD&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-4148844903129045214?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/4148844903129045214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=4148844903129045214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/4148844903129045214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/4148844903129045214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/03/priceless.html' title='Priceless...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-6672108326715033527</id><published>2008-02-26T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:52:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination...</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=itemshadow&gt; &lt;DIV class=itembox&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext id=item_body author_possessive="riele's" author="riele"&gt;I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the man who fears that I will never be able to be myself, to be free of this secret because I won’t risk loosing my family and friends.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don’t believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to “teach me a lesson”&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;—IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG … REPOST THIS ON YOUR BLOG &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-6672108326715033527?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/6672108326715033527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=6672108326715033527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6672108326715033527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6672108326715033527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/02/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-5494251893436848091</id><published>2008-02-24T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:30:33.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compatible..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;div style="background: #ffffff url(&lt;A href="http://www.datingdiversions.com/img/heart.jpg"&gt;http://www.datingdiversions.com/img/heart.jpg&lt;/A&gt;) no-repeat 26px 0px; width: 350px; border: 2px solid #ee88bb; padding: 0px; margin: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: none; margin: 0px; margin-top: 45px; vertical-align: center; font: 42px cursive; text-align: center; line-height: 50px; color: #000000; padding: 0px;"&gt;Macrise&lt;br&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br&gt;Rhon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div style="border: none; margin: 0px; color: #000000; padding: 2px; border: 1px dashed #000000; font: bold 20px arial, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; width: 182px; margin-top: 20px; margin-left: 80px;"&gt;85% Compatible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div style="border: none; margin: 0px; color: #000000; padding: 10px; margin-top: 13px; font: normal 14px arial, 'sans serif'; line-height: 23px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;#9829; Macrise and Rhon have been romantically-together for awhile now, indicating a degree of compatibility. Similar personality descriptions are a plus. Their shared faith will help form a bond between them. The fact that Rhon smokes could be an issue. They both abstain from drinking, so that helps compatibility. The fact that the two hold different political beliefs may be a sore spot. And a mismatch in athleticism could decrease compatibility. Their astrological signs are in harmony, though, which is a plus. They share a favorite season, and that is good. And their views on children are similar. The fact that both Macrise and Rhon are rather dominant reduces compatibility, since opposites in this area attract. Overall, Macrise and Rhon are highly compatible. They are capable of having a beautiful relationship together. &amp;#9829;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://www.datingdiversions.com/dating_compatibility.html"&gt;Dating'&gt;http://www.datingdiversions.com/dating_compatibility.html"&gt;Dating&lt;/A&gt; Compatibility Test&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://www.datingdiversions.com/"&gt;Dating'&gt;http://www.datingdiversions.com/"&gt;Dating&lt;/A&gt; Diversions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;oh yeah baby!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahaha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i know it's cheesy, but i dont care.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And to those who are opposing to this relationship,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You can all just kiss my big fat ass!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahaha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I love you PANGET!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ur mine baby!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i love you!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;go ahead and tell this to your mom, bitch.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i'm not afraid.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;im gonna kick your lard ass!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-5494251893436848091?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/5494251893436848091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=5494251893436848091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/5494251893436848091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/5494251893436848091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/02/compatible.html' title='Compatible..'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-6400903904281458044</id><published>2008-02-15T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:52:47.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Have you ever felt that almost feeling?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Being deprived of something for too long,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And then suddenly, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It's handed to you in an almost silver platter.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At first you hesitate, thinking it might not be for real.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But it convinced you so much that it is for real...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So you stare at it hungrily and with anticipation.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You remember supressing all the urges that you have for so long.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You remember how hard it was for you to ignore it, no matter how strong those urges were.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And with something as big as what is being offered, you're sure you'll get more than enough.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You dont even care if how you'll get it is wrong, just as long as you get it.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So as you start to reach for that big thing...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It's yanked right out of your face.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Damn.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I was so furstrated by that.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I've learned to let go and let live.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But still,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I kinda long for that uhhhhmmm.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;haha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;On another story,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I got all giddy with what happened today.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I had a crappy valentines, but I guess the gods had mercy on me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Was jackpot with my coffee prince.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hahaha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I really have a crush on "SIYA".&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;haaaaaay.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I wont tell the details, I like to keep it to myself.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;XD&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Haha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I missed writing in my blog.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I havent done it in a long time.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I realized the rat doesnt have the balls to face me. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I gave it a chance,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But the damn thing was butt-scared.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Haha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;That's all for now...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ciao!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-6400903904281458044?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/6400903904281458044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=6400903904281458044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6400903904281458044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6400903904281458044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/02/almost.html' title='Almost...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8738710839352604386</id><published>2008-01-07T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:11:03.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I smell a rat in my kingdom.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And that rat is giving the wrong shit to tthe wrong people.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh well.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Only one thing I can do about that:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;KILL THE RAT.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So until i settled my score with the rat,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i shall not be posting any more pictures or blogs about what's happening to me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If you want to know,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Come up and ask me and I will be glad to tell.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The same goes with the rat.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ta-ta for now.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And for the RAT:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT size=6&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;you can't call your mama to save you from this one, you two-faced bitch. i will raise hell and bury you in it.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8738710839352604386?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8738710839352604386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8738710839352604386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8738710839352604386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8738710839352604386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2008/01/rat.html' title='Rat...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8888889166601716469</id><published>2007-12-18T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:09:38.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=q&gt;I got it from someone sa friendster...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=q&gt;Naaliw lang akong sagutan.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN class=q&gt;About Me: &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;P&gt;1. Real name - Joan Macrise C. Corrado&lt;BR&gt;2. Birthday - June 14, 1989&lt;BR&gt;3. Status - in love with life!&lt;BR&gt;4. Zodiac Sign - Gemini&lt;BR&gt;5. Religion - Roman Catholic&lt;BR&gt;6. Elementary - School of the Holy Spirit of Quezon City&lt;BR&gt;8. High school - School of the Holy Spirit of Quezon City&lt;BR&gt;9. College - San Beda College&lt;BR&gt;10. Hair color - Black&lt;BR&gt;11. Eye color- Black&lt;BR&gt;13. Course- International Business and Entrepreneurial Management&lt;BR&gt;14. Race- Asian, Pacific Islander&lt;BR&gt;15. Are you a Health Freak - No.&lt;BR&gt;16. Body type - obese.&lt;BR&gt;17. Height- 5'4"&lt;BR&gt;18. Skin Complexion- Morena&lt;BR&gt;19. Piercings - ears&lt;BR&gt;20. Tattoos - none&lt;BR&gt;21. Righty or Lefty - Righty&lt;BR&gt;22. First Surgery - None yet.&lt;BR&gt;23. Favourite Movie - The Godfather Trilogy&lt;BR&gt;24. First Best Friend - Mama Bear&lt;BR&gt;25. First award- First Honorable Mention in Nursery&lt;BR&gt;26. Favourite Sport- Karate&lt;BR&gt;27. Favourite Player - Therese Suva&lt;BR&gt;28. First Pet - dog&lt;BR&gt;29. Favourite Magazine- Curve, Cosmopolitan&lt;BR&gt;30. Favourite Color - orange&lt;BR&gt;31. Favourite Subject- Theology and ARTAP&lt;BR&gt;32. Favoutite Artists/Band -Eminem&lt;BR&gt;33. Favourite Song- Exceptional&lt;BR&gt;34. Favourite Food- Pasta ni mama&lt;BR&gt;35. Favourite Hangout- sa kanto, bahay&lt;BR&gt;36. Favourite Shows- WWE, The Simpsons, The L Word&lt;BR&gt;37. Favourite Candy- Fruitella&lt;BR&gt;38. Favourite Game- Zuma, Text Twist, Counter Strike&lt;BR&gt;39. Obsession- beauty in all kinds of places&lt;BR&gt;40. Favourite Shoes- CMG, Celine and Converse Chucks&lt;BR&gt;41. Shoe Size- 7-9, depending on what kind of shoe&lt;BR&gt;43. Favourite NBA Team- Sacramento Kings- just because I win every time I use them in NBA Live&lt;BR&gt;44. Favourite Reality Show- American Idol&lt;BR&gt;45. Favourite Artist- Al Pacino&lt;BR&gt;46. Favourite Actress- myself. haha.&lt;BR&gt;47. Favourite Chocolate- Choco Mucho and Dark Chocolate&lt;BR&gt;48. Favourite Book- Harry Potter. Oh yes.&lt;BR&gt;49. Brand of Clothes- clothes from 168 and those that I have made.&lt;BR&gt;50. Favourite Superhero- photoshop saves my ass every time. haha.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8888889166601716469?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8888889166601716469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8888889166601716469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8888889166601716469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8888889166601716469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-6432388694321080661</id><published>2007-12-17T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:49:21.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Damn the weather.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Stormy or fair, friends should always be there.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I know I'm no fair-weathered friend.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I realize I have quite a number of them.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;TO ALL MY FAIR-WEATHERED FRIENDS:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have been there for you ever since.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have been with you in your triumphs.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have been with you in your failures.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have been with you in your joy.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have been with you in your pain.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You confide with me your secrets.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You confide with me your fears.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You confide with me your everything.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And I swear them all to secrecy.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I am not asking for any recognition.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Or anything in return.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;All I am asking for...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Is be a true friend, nothing more.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;More often than not, I feel neglected, taken for granted.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The underdog of the group, though I'm heftier in size.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And that just isn't right.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I AM NOT SOMEONE YOU STEP ON.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I AM NOT SOMEONE YOU NEGLECT.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I AM NOT SOMEONE YOU TAKE FOR GRANTED.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;In truth, you need me more thatn I need you.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I don't want to lose the friendship.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I care for you too much.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So please,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I hope you get to read this.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And may there be some kind of intervention.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So that you start to know how I'm feeling.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But if all else fails,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And your thick heads won't get it,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I'll say this to you...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;MY FAIR-WEATHERED FRIENDS:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;SCREW YOU!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;whew.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-6432388694321080661?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/6432388694321080661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=6432388694321080661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6432388694321080661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/6432388694321080661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/12/weather.html' title='Weather...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-823110511117871791</id><published>2007-12-11T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:18:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retribution...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I swear.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Revenge is the only thing in my mind right now.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;DAMNIT.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;HOW DARE YOU.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;YOU HAVE JUST GONE TO FAR.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The INTERNET is MINE.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It is MY PLACE FOR SOLACE.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So you have no right of censoring whatever the hell I post here.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I am not afraid if people will see what I post.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;That's the point of posting it on the net.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;DUH.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Because there is NOTHING WRONG with what I post.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And don't tell me that you care.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If you care, you'd talk to me straight.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And not drag it out.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And I have the right to get mad at people.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You can't dictate my emotions.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;AND I AM NOT GOING WAYWARD.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I'M A FRICKIN ANGEL. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;NO VICES.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;WHAT ELSE WOULD YOU WANT?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And my so-called lovelife is none of your business.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If you were taught to be an elitist bitchy snob, then be that way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I am not.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So back off.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You have no say on who I like.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Whether he is rich or poor, smart or stupid.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Or I might not like boys... I might be into girls for all you know.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Whatever.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And I have gone through more bullshit than you have ever imagined.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So don't you DARE do this shit to me again.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Coz I swear you WILL get it.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh, and read my other post.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I AM NOT PROMISCUOUS.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;BEEYOTCH.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-823110511117871791?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/823110511117871791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=823110511117871791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/823110511117871791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/823110511117871791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/12/retribution.html' title='Retribution...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-7286097711981700434</id><published>2007-12-09T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:39:04.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Provocation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I am provovocative.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But not promiscuous.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Why say that?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Last night, a friend tinkered with something in me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I couldnt get it off me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Well now I want to say to everyone the real reason why.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have three reasons why I am like this.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;1. It's my image. I'd rather be the provocative, confident, close to obnoxious but fun to be with fat girl than just the fat girl. It's more interesting.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;2. It's my wall. The guys know I can make jokes about things that oither girls can't, but they also know they can't touch me. I prefer that than being quiet but easy. Yes, I tease... but I will always be a prude. Spending 12 years in the convent with a blue castle taught me that.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;3. This is how I hide my insecurities. Yes. I am very insecure. Let's just not even go there.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And besides, I'd rather be provocative than promiscuous.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-7286097711981700434?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/7286097711981700434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=7286097711981700434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/7286097711981700434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/7286097711981700434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/12/provocation.html' title='Provocation...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-2970096412588913173</id><published>2007-08-30T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:59:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Movies I wanna watch:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;1. Bourne Ultimatum&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;2. Rush Hour 3&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;3. Hairspray&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;4. Bratz&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;5. Nancy Drew Get A Clue&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-2970096412588913173?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/2970096412588913173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=2970096412588913173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/2970096412588913173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/2970096412588913173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/08/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-8686358162888763664</id><published>2007-08-29T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:33:16.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsesed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Those who know me know that I don't particularly love punk rock...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But this one is different..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I am so obssesed with Bowling For Soup!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I got no idea why...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I just do.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And I love their song, "High school Never Ends".&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Maybe that's why...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Haha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Relate na relate.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh well, I'm sleepy.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-8686358162888763664?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/8686358162888763664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=8686358162888763664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8686358162888763664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/8686358162888763664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/08/obsesed.html' title='Obsesed...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-839563606816342053</id><published>2007-08-15T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:12:30.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I guess change really is the only permanent thing.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Thank you.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I know it isn't final, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But at least something is happening.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Thank you CHANGE.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-839563606816342053?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/839563606816342053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=839563606816342053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/839563606816342053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/839563606816342053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/08/change.html' title='Change...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-92882221029845773</id><published>2007-08-11T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:28:39.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Mah babies have gotten bigger!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;as in A CUP SIZE BIGGER!!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;whew.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I won't even say what size I am,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;but damn!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If this keeps on,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I'd be using 2 bras to get decent support.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-92882221029845773?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/92882221029845773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=92882221029845773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/92882221029845773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/92882221029845773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/08/babies.html' title='Babies...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-52692190649350064</id><published>2007-07-23T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T16:10:35.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telenovela-ness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I didn't think that this kind of sh!t actually happens.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Especially to me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Of all people, I just had to be the one.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;*ehem ehem*&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Okay.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It's stupid for me to rant about things that other people have no idea on what I am talking about. But I think that's better, so people wouldn't have to be so nosy and judgemental. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But then again,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Other people would think I'm a weird emoness gurl.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Which I am not, by the way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So where was I ?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Remember the usual plot of telenovelas?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Boy and girl fall in love.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;boy and girl realize it's forbidden...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For reasons like they are wtf degree relatives,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Or one has a terminal disease...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Or in my case,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;A different religion.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Damn.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it's so medieval, yet it is happening.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I won't get in the nitty gritty details, coz it'll give me another migrain.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But I am grateful for his parents being very supportive and understanding.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And you know what?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Who knows?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Maybe if we decide to get married, one of us would be willing enough to convert.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Hey..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I love you.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I hope you know that.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-52692190649350064?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/52692190649350064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=52692190649350064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/52692190649350064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/52692190649350064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/07/telenovela-ness.html' title='Telenovela-ness...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-3590381186229524817</id><published>2007-07-17T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:49:58.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitterness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I hate bitter exes.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I was never one.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So how come I have to have an experience with one???&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Arrrghh. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I've been a good stepford girlfriend.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I don't need this shit.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So if you ever get to read this...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;(Which I think you won't coz you're too cheap to know multiply)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Don't you even dare mess with me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Coz I can make you wish you never met me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have made the tallest towers crumble into pieces just because they pissed me off.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;What makes you think I'm gonna give you mercy?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I swear upon my empty grave.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You will pay for this shit.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;BITCH.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and with that...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I end my threat.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;haha.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-3590381186229524817?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/3590381186229524817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=3590381186229524817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/3590381186229524817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/3590381186229524817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/07/bitterness.html' title='Bitterness...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-7673139211904260665</id><published>2007-07-09T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:50:11.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HACKERS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;some idiot used my multiply to look at people.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;A LOT OF PEOPLE!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;AND I'M SORRY TO EVERYONE HE/SHE DISTURBED!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;*edit*&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I just found out who the culprit is.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Bitch wanted a boyfriend and used my account.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To ICE, ENZO, RICK, BILLY and the others...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;SO SORRY BOUT THAT!&lt;BR&gt;I hope she didnt message you or anythin....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Promise it won't happen again.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;With that...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I go to sleep.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;harhar.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;SaGaD!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-7673139211904260665?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/7673139211904260665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=7673139211904260665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/7673139211904260665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/7673139211904260665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/07/hackers.html' title='HACKERS!!!!'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-5815290596692698480</id><published>2007-03-26T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:12:34.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>Failure...</title><content type='html'>I never thought it would hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;But it did.&lt;br /&gt;I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how things will go from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life,&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that I will pursue one thing and I will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;I am only human- allowed to commit mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess he doesn't see that.&lt;br /&gt;He only sees me as a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't ask to become the first-born.&lt;br /&gt;If I could,&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask the heavens to give me enough wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;Just so that you can be proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't turn out the way you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything to please you...&lt;br /&gt;To make you proud of me...&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I just have different things in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not meant to become the person you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I am meant to be my own person.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do that when you strangle my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I have long erased it from my mind and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanted to please you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I hear you sigh because of me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel more and more humiliated...&lt;br /&gt;embarassed...&lt;br /&gt;And dissapointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that someone yu know till read this...&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully he will tell this to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to shift.&lt;br /&gt;I want to change schools.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the course that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't say that to you.&lt;br /&gt;Because you'd probably say I'm disrespecting you...&lt;br /&gt;That I'm being stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only saying what's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;What I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please remember that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I never hated you.&lt;br /&gt;I was never angry.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted you to understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not being the perfect daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean that I don't care when I don't look worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried as hell.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who has an unsure future!&lt;br /&gt;I go to the net to release my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See...&lt;br /&gt;You would understand this if you knew me.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't.&lt;br /&gt;So now,&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm an ungrateful bitch&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't care about whatever may happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope things get better for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-5815290596692698480?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/5815290596692698480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=5815290596692698480&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/5815290596692698480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/5815290596692698480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2007/03/failure.html' title='Failure...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-6502963388270155286</id><published>2007-03-15T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:54:39.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>All i needed to do was sign in here in Bedanet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying really ard to blog...&lt;br /&gt;But to no avail because my pc at home won't let me sign in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been???&lt;br /&gt;A month again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has missed so much of my so-called fucked up life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nonsense if I post everything here...&lt;br /&gt;Because it would be as long as a novel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So I'd rather write one instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a "book idea" coming up,&lt;br /&gt;But I can only start it this summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are coming up and it's crunch time.&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid to fail Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough verbal diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest thing I've been busy with is video editing.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;I edited our documentary and an MTV for Theology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;I should've gone to fim school instead.&lt;br /&gt;I would've been happier there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be dead if my father ever reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, he has no idea how to use the PC&lt;br /&gt;aside from playing solitaire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My non-existent lovelife is starting to fill up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes me...&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is,&lt;br /&gt;We've only known each other for three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant attraction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be careful though...&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where this will lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's already working...&lt;br /&gt;He's the "streetsmart" kind of guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever my dad sees him,&lt;br /&gt;He'll definitely say NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I meet him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the editor of my videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get to class now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post maybe after my finals and PAPAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hopefully I get to the PAPAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-6502963388270155286?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/6502963388270155286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=6502963388270155286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Accounting...&lt;br /&gt;I won in a cheerleading thingy...&lt;br /&gt;I won in a quiz bee thingy...&lt;br /&gt;I had a retreat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you a lot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy.&lt;br /&gt;I can barely get decent hours of sleep so I decided to stop blogging for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;And I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;It's Hearts day today&lt;br /&gt;And I am bitter.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this day.&lt;br /&gt;I even wore black to show how much I resent it.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a lot to do...&lt;br /&gt;But I'll do my best to post again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-2979142095067536462?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116781996277447817</id><published>2007-01-03T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:26:10.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back...</title><content type='html'>School's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho-hum...&lt;br /&gt;Not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I had a depressing fit last night.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I have to face my accounting AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm not really meant for this?&lt;br /&gt;Come on...&lt;br /&gt;One out of four quizzes passed?&lt;br /&gt;(Actually 3, coz I haven't seen the last one, but I'm not hoping too much.)&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely passing.&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's too late...&lt;br /&gt;But it's a new year...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I found my 4th quiz and I actually passed!&lt;br /&gt;**My average is 73. WAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;***I got one more number checked.&lt;br /&gt;****Now my average is 74. :/&lt;br /&gt;*****Maybe I do have a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topic:&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to school,&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realized how much I missed my friends!&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized something...&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one that hasn't changed.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Is this a fucking pityfest or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop and rest for a while...&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to rearrange my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Inhale the good energy and exhale the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Bella!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116781996277447817?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116744373491012173</id><published>2006-12-30T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:55:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/717907/Maccer(1212).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/410885/Maccer%281212%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Whew...&lt;br /&gt;I got a rest from blogging...&lt;br /&gt;I missed it so much!&lt;br /&gt;Actually...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog when break started,&lt;br /&gt;But my mom didn't allow me...&lt;br /&gt;And net was slower than usual...&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I forgot what I was going to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates first.&lt;br /&gt;My contest: still running!&lt;br /&gt;It ends on January 31!&lt;br /&gt;So join!&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving away SWEET STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story: December 31 or January 31...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have SAD.&lt;br /&gt;It'a a seasonal depression that some people get during the cold months...&lt;br /&gt;Meaning Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 've had it since forever,&lt;br /&gt;But this year was the worst on record.&lt;br /&gt;It was like Christmas was non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;BTW...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those who greeted me..&lt;br /&gt;You somehow lifted my spirits...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I wasn't able to reply though,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is definitely colder when you got noone in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Noukschlab mode for the nth time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the "FRIEND" for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the the "GIRLFRIEND"for once.&lt;br /&gt;Well....&lt;br /&gt;I've waited for so long...&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with waiting longer?&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fooling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush away the negative energy....&lt;br /&gt;Time for a recap.&lt;br /&gt;This year has been a fruitful one for me.&lt;br /&gt;I graduated High school,&lt;br /&gt;I got into college,&lt;br /&gt;I survived the first sem,&lt;br /&gt;Started my 2nd sem,&lt;br /&gt;Gained treasures... my dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;And had a stronger bond with my dear friends from high school.&lt;br /&gt;I also had a lot of difficulties in life this year...&lt;br /&gt;Financial problems,&lt;br /&gt;Family feuds,&lt;br /&gt;Quarells among friends,&lt;br /&gt;Losing friends,&lt;br /&gt;Losing lovers,&lt;br /&gt;Loving and getting my heart broken,&lt;br /&gt;Loving and getting my heart broken,&lt;br /&gt;Loving and getting my heart broken,&lt;br /&gt;oh...&lt;br /&gt;did I say loving and getting my heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. guess I had a lot of that this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;For everything that happened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the Lord God Almighty for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Him for the blessings for it has made my life worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Him for my problems for they made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my family for being my rock.&lt;br /&gt;My brothers who are soooo mischievous but always make me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;My dad who is always there to be the firm hand to keep me up...&lt;br /&gt;My mom who allows me to cry when I can't hold on any longer...&lt;br /&gt;My cousin who gave me a night life... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank STCJC for being my Saturday mates...&lt;br /&gt;You guys have no idea how much you mean to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Mars...&lt;br /&gt;Woah gurl, I love you soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;You're the little sister I never had...&lt;br /&gt;You've help me become a better person through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank FAC!&lt;br /&gt;I would never trade you for any other section!&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;You made my first sem soooo colorful and fruitful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the ELITE GIRLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Paupau, Stefi, ADonna!&lt;br /&gt;It's a good day, eh?&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys...&lt;br /&gt;You're with me at my prettiest and ugliest in college.&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll stick with each other until 4th year!&lt;br /&gt;We will get through this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Alvin...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;For everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Kazu.&lt;br /&gt;You are my bro...&lt;br /&gt;Stay the same...&lt;br /&gt;Stay pogi!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too cute...&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to fend of the other gurls swooning over you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Karl...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;You really make me smile...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you call me Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;That's a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Be a good boy now huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Chicoi!&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Best bud!&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;Slow down on the gurl hunt...&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know...&lt;br /&gt;The gal who loves you for who you are is just around... *ehem ehem*&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank DAC.&lt;br /&gt;New classmates...&lt;br /&gt;New friends..&lt;br /&gt;Let's stick through this huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Gise...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sticking up with me on my shitty days.&lt;br /&gt;You put art in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Harhar...&lt;br /&gt;You showed me that there is always art...&lt;br /&gt;Even in the shittiest times.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Gise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Tricco...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the Jesus freak that you are.&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;You remind me that He is always there...&lt;br /&gt;No matter how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last...&lt;br /&gt;And definitely NOT the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank SaGaD.&lt;br /&gt;My life has been a roller coaster...&lt;br /&gt;And you have been my seatbelt.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefoi...&lt;br /&gt;Take care huh?&lt;br /&gt;Don't rush into things...&lt;br /&gt;Stay cool ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamu...&lt;br /&gt;No words can express my love for you...&lt;br /&gt;You help me become one badass gurl.&lt;br /&gt;You give sense to my gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;You PHAT ma.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/116140/Maccer(1215).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/198531/Maccer%281215%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... From the Camus-Corrado Family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!&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/19794626-116744373491012173?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116744373491012173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116744373491012173&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116744373491012173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116744373491012173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116635130176186356</id><published>2006-12-17T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:26:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Jan!&lt;br /&gt;You're already 12 years old!&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night and today was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my cousins and nephews came around 11 pm...&lt;br /&gt;Had fun until the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was VERY tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family friend also went over to teach me Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;That was great too!&lt;br /&gt;Whoo...&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired from the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;But I still have to go to Simbang Gabi for choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Join my contest!&lt;br /&gt;I will REALLY give away prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that...&lt;br /&gt;Blogthings again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 72% Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoualadyquiz/lady-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Overall, you are a refined lady with excellent manners.But you also know when to relax and not get too serious about etiquette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You A Lady?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/DIV&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exotic Dancer Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/exoticdancernamegenerator/dancer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peaches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exotic Dancer Name Generator&lt;/DIV&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Wolverine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/wolverine.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Small but fierce, you're a great fighter.Watch out! You are often you're own greatest enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Powers: Adamantium claws, keen senses, the ability to heal quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which of the XMen Are You?&lt;/DIV&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Lace Bra!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofbraareyouquiz/lace-bra.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dreamy, romantic, and ultra-feminineYou're a womanly woman who makes guys feel like menYour perfect guy is strong, determined, and handsomeWith a softer side that only you can draw out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; 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You like to have someone to show off.&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;A break-up usually comes as a shock to you. You always think things are going well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt; Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9eeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Hawaiian Name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d4ffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leilani Lanikai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Hawaiian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff2bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your French Name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille Riel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your French Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tommy Lee Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/tommy-lee.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.462765453&amp;amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid"&gt;See his whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;/a&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;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Bert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/bert.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them!&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your 1950s Name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/1950snamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peggy Joni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/1950snamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your 1950s Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#c7b299;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your 1920's Name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dbd0c2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/1920snamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gussie Mozelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/1920snamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your 1920's Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeb859;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Fortune Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7cf8a"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/fortunecookiegenerator/cookie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man who snatches kisses when young, kisses snatches when old.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b6b6c2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Outrageous Name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/outrageousnamegenerator/shocked.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivana C. Cox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Outrageous&lt;/a&gt; Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You Were: A Lazy Spice Trader.&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Poland.&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: In Childbirth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Who&lt;/a&gt; Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eecdb5;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1ded0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is likely to be filled with great successes and accomplishments. You just need to figure out how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Inside&lt;/a&gt; the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Pimp Name Is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pimpnamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Pump&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pimpnamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Pimp Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You Were: An Evil Jester.&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: The Plague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Who&lt;/a&gt; Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 180%; COLOR: #000000"&gt;You Are The Chariot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/chariot.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You represent a difficult battle, and a well-deserved victory.You tend to struggle to get what you want, both internally and externally.You excel at controlling opposing forces, getting down the same path.In the end, you bring glory and success - using pure will to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;There is great conflict in your life right now, either with yourself or others.You must find a solution to this conflict, which is likely to be a "middle road" between the two forces.You posses the skills to triumph over these struggles, as long as your will is strong.You are transforming your inner self, building a better foundation for future successes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People Envy Your Energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/energy.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've got the drive and determination to keep your life in order, and you are on track to be a huge success.People tend to envy all you've got in life, but they don't understand the work that goes behind it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Jam Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/jam-cookie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the outside, you project a straight-laced, innocent vibe. But on the inside, you're complex, exotic, and full of flavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/green.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your eyes reflect: Striking attractiveness and danger&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A vivid inner world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Are A Fig Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/fig-tree.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are very independent and strong minded.A hard worker when you want to be, you play hard too.You are honest and loyal. You hate contradiction or arguments.You love life, and you live for your friends, children, and animals.A great sense of humor, artistic talent, and intelligence are all gifts you possess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew...&lt;br /&gt;More coming up in the next days!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;CLASSES END ON TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116635130176186356?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116635130176186356/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116623023951650743</id><published>2006-12-16T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:50:39.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated...</title><content type='html'>Pardon me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo...&lt;br /&gt;I missed my own anniversary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much school for me...&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pics...&lt;br /&gt;Comment away...&lt;br /&gt;The best 3 gets something nice from moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/7978/Maccer(908).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/565867/Maccer%28908%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/890852/Joyce_jim%C3%A9nez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/177683/Joyce_jim%25C3%25A9nez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/649633/Pakyut%20pa..xp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/963430/Pakyut%20pa..xp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/477103/Maccer(1001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/478237/Maccer%281001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/1600/287577/Maccer(1092).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6313/1966/320/212952/Maccer%281092%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One comment, line... or whatever from each picture.&lt;br /&gt;Best 3 gets prizes from moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...&lt;br /&gt;My story will posted some time next week...&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116623023951650743?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116623023951650743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116623023951650743&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116623023951650743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116623023951650743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/belated.html' title='Belated...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116584421150384597</id><published>2006-12-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:38:23.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my blog's anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my contest post tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;hope you join coz I got stuff to give away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to study tonight...&lt;br /&gt;But I hate algebra!&lt;br /&gt;Right right?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;HARHARHARHAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I'll just post a few more blog things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting on my fic.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post it on or before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;For now,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pirate Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/piratenamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord Ladyfingers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/piratenamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Pirate Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mexican Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/mexicannamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doña Leahonia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mexicannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Mexican Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 1950s Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/1950snamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria Gloria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/1950snamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your 1950s Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Drive a Ferrari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsportscarshouldyoudrivequiz/ferrari.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sleek and sexy, style has a lot of importance in your life. And you'll pay a lot to look good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Sports Car Should You Drive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Indigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/indigo.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You are on a fast track to success - and others believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You require a lot of attention and praise.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You see people as how you want them to be, not as how they are.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;You're dramatic flair makes others see you as mysterious and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"Does This Work Into My Future Plans?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #9cdcdc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Values Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c9eaea"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/values.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Loyalty:&lt;br /&gt;You value loyalty highly.You're completely devoted to your friends and family.Even if they totally screw up, you're still there for them.Just make sure they're equally loyal to you!&lt;br /&gt;Honesty:&lt;br /&gt;You don't really value honesty.You do value getting your way, no matter what.And if a little lying is required to do that, no problem.A few white lies never hurt anyone (at least, that's what you tell yourself!)&lt;br /&gt;Generosity:&lt;br /&gt;You value generosity a fair amount.You are all about giving, as long as there's some give and take.Supportive and kind, you don't mind helping out a friend in need.But you know when you've given too much. You have no problem saying "no"!&lt;br /&gt;Humility:&lt;br /&gt;You value humility a fair amount.You tend to be an easy going, humble person.But occasionally your ego takes over.You have a slight competitive streak - and the need to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance:&lt;br /&gt;You value tolerance highly.Not only do you enjoy the company of those very different from you...You do all that you can to seek it out interesting and unique friends.You think there are many truths in life, and you're open to many of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Five Factor Values Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Drama Princess (or Prince)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/princess.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not over the top dramatic, but you have your moments.You know how to steal the spotlight...And how to act out to get your way.&lt;br /&gt;People around you know that you're good for a laugh.But at times, your drama gets a bit too much for everyone.Tone it down a tad, and you'll still be the center of attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Smokin' Hot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/hot.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a terrible flirt, a sharp dresser, and a party animal.Of course, you're totally sizzling too. And for you, being hot just comes naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Wrestler Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/wrestlernamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jade Matadora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wrestlernamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Wrestler Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Theme Song is Beautiful Day by U2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/beautiful-day.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Sky falls, you feel likeIt's a beautiful dayDon't let it get away"&lt;br /&gt;You see the beauty in life, especially in ordinary everyday moments.And if you're feeling down, even that seems a little beautiful too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cddeff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Porn Star Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J-ho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Porn Star Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your German Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/germannamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingeborg Mia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/germannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your German Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer Dancer - DJ - Graphic DesignerIllustrator - Musician - Sculptor&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pride Quotient: 71%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchpridedoyouhavequiz/pride-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're beyond proud - you think you're honorary royalty.And while you may be nice on occasion, it's usually just to get what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Much Pride Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Monster Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/monsternamegenerator/monster1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wicked Ghoul&lt;br /&gt;You Feast On: Pickles&lt;br /&gt;You Lurk Around In: The Alamo&lt;br /&gt;You Especially Like to Torment: Emo Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/monsternamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Monster Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Best Described By...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/alive.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under the Wave Off KanagawaBy Katsushika Hokusai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Famous Work of Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Very Gay SpongeBob!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/spongebob.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Because the religious right says so...And because his best friend looks a bit too much like a penis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Famous Last Words Will Be:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/death1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"So, you're a cannibal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Will Your Famous Last Words Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Bart Simpson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesimpsonspersonalitytest/bart-simpson.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Very misunderstood, most people just dismiss you as "trouble." Little do they know that you're wise and well accomplished beyond your years.&lt;br /&gt;You will be remembered for: starring in your own TV show and saving the town from a comet&lt;br /&gt;Your life philosophy: "I don't know why I did it, I don't know why I enjoyed it, and I don't know why I'll do it again!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Simpsons Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 87% Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howgeminiareyouquiz/gemini.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Gemini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momo Nakayama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/mc-escher.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Open and raw, you would let your true self show for your portrait.And even if your painting turned out a bit dark, it would be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Overweight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouneedtoloseweightquiz/weight-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your BMI is 26.6 - a healthy BMI falls between 18.5 and 25&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't obese, you could use to lose a few pounds (unless you're very muscular).Your BMI puts you at a slightly higher risk for type 2 diabetes, heart disease, and certain cancers.Don't starve yourself or crash diet. See a doctor to learn how to lose weight safely.&lt;br /&gt;Don't agree? Blame the government standards we based this test on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Do&lt;/a&gt; You Need to Lose Weight?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From Venus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/venus.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You love all forms of beauty. You love dressing up and anything luxurious.A social butterfly, you're incredibly popular and a great host.You're known for your fairness and affection. And as a frind to all.Careful though! You're desire to please may make you too willing to conform.Be yourself. Focus on what matters to you. You'll be all the more popular for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew...&lt;br /&gt;I got more...&lt;br /&gt;But my copy-paste powers are tired.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116584421150384597?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116584421150384597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116584421150384597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116584421150384597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116584421150384597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/almost.html' title='Almost...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116549488736468307</id><published>2006-12-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:34:47.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Near...</title><content type='html'>Had accounting quiz today.&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;It was hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have NSTP tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;It will be hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;My blog's anniversary will be coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be giving away prizes!&lt;br /&gt;Early Christmas present...&lt;br /&gt;(Doi, I'm talking like I have a gazillion readers.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say thanks to those who read my little shrine,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting a pic...&lt;br /&gt;2 actually.&lt;br /&gt;Best comment gets something nice from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to post something good...&lt;br /&gt;Just read something from my blogthings collection.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 80%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Innovating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/innovating.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the master of new ideas, techniques, and ways of looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at structuring thoughts, decision making, clarifying, and making deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing&lt;br /&gt;Psychology&lt;br /&gt;Desgin&lt;br /&gt;Cognitive Science &lt;br /&gt;Economics&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 80% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so open minded that your brain may have fallen out!&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really. But you may be confused on where you stand.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a judgemental bone in your body, and you're very accepting.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy the best of every life philosophy, even if you sometimes contradict yourself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Old Fashioned Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/oldfashionednamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josian Eggerley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/oldfashionednamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Old Fashioned Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Luck Quotient: 65%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/luck-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a high luck quotient.&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, you've felt very lucky in your life.&lt;br /&gt;You may be randomly lucky, but it's probably more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and open minded, you take advantage of all the luck that comes your way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Lucky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Is Worth...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchisyourlifeworthquiz/slave.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$1,267,000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchisyourlifeworthquiz/"&gt;How Much Is Your Life Worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hillbilly Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F9F9F9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hillbillynamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billie Jo Hogg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hillbillynamegenerator/"&gt;Hillbilly Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Boobies' Names Are...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/boobienamegenerator/boobies.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silk and Satin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/boobienamegenerator/"&gt;Boobie Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joan Macrise Camus Corrado's Aliases&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/meganamegenerator/meganame.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your movie star name: Clover Chips Crisanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fashion designer name is Joan Macrise Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your socialite name is Mapeesh Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fly girl / guy name is J Cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your detective name is Snake SCHOOL OF THE HOLY SPIRIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your barfly name is Salad Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soap opera name is Camus Florante At Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rock star name is Chocolate Ferrari 360 Spyder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Star Wars name is Joagor Corkar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your punk rock band name is The Sexy Watch&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/meganamegenerator/"&gt;The Amazing Meganame Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/spank-me-pink.gif" height="28" width="250"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/"&gt;What Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya like?&lt;br /&gt;Ya hate?&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;Comment if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116549488736468307?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116549488736468307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116549488736468307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116549488736468307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116549488736468307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/near.html' title='Near...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116532534851334697</id><published>2006-12-05T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:29:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego...</title><content type='html'>Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;You've got to stop taking over the reins!&lt;br /&gt;It's MINE.&lt;br /&gt;Not YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is all fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear...&lt;br /&gt;If my priorities are jeopardized,&lt;br /&gt;I will forget our bond,&lt;br /&gt;And you will SUFFER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your teenage drama to get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;Too much ego.&lt;br /&gt;You got enough ego for a team of football players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we got that out of the way,&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to you about my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hefty breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of my mom...&lt;br /&gt;I had macaroni soup and a little of the Jollibee SUPER BREAKFAST JOYS.&lt;br /&gt;I also had a pack of bread pan and Honey Stars.&lt;br /&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school around 10...&lt;br /&gt;We weren't supposed to have classes,&lt;br /&gt;but our prof changed her mind.&lt;br /&gt;I almost got the cell number of the hotties,&lt;br /&gt;But I played innocent and changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a distant relative in class.&lt;br /&gt;His last name is my mother's last name.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out he's from the States,&lt;br /&gt;and he sounds like Jay-R.&lt;br /&gt;He looks nice, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After SOCAN,&lt;br /&gt;We had ALGEBRA.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if I'll laugh or spite her.&lt;br /&gt;I chose laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I had one too many experiences with spiting teachers.&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a break from 1:30 to 3:00.&lt;br /&gt;Rose and I had lunch at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Jolas, Zol, Dana, Rizza, Keren and Charles went to KFC too.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking accounting homework.&lt;br /&gt;Jolas and Zol are an amusing pair.&lt;br /&gt;They're fun...&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly missed THE BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;I miss treating them to lunch,&lt;br /&gt;I miss helping (ehem, doing) them in their homeworks...&lt;br /&gt;I miss joking around with them.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I even miss the one who hurt me so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;We went back to school before 3 pm for Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;I saw two friends talking...&lt;br /&gt;Yikee..&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;I sort of understood what sir Alajar said,&lt;br /&gt;But I was too tired to think.&lt;br /&gt;Even now I'm too tired to think.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm blogging instead of doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that,&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the courage to ask my father to get me a tutor.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe he said yes!&lt;br /&gt;And we don't even have to pay,&lt;br /&gt;Coz Papa had a client that is an accountant&lt;br /&gt;And he is willing to do anything for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;And my mom's cousin is a CPA... (I never knew that!)&lt;br /&gt;And also the mayor of their town in Laguna.&lt;br /&gt;I also have a distant uncle who is a CPA (again?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they show up only now?&lt;br /&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;My parents already know that we have relatives as CPAs...&lt;br /&gt;They just want me to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;They just want me to make it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is so fucking unfair!&lt;br /&gt;They are so proud...&lt;br /&gt;They don't even ask help for MY education.&lt;br /&gt;And who will they get mad at when I fail?&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;Who will they shun?&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;Who will they disown?&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SOOPER RIGHTEOUS BROTHER strikes again.&lt;br /&gt;I was asking Mama to buy siopao for us&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm so tired from the accounting thing&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure that the rest of the family wouldn't mind&lt;br /&gt;If they had food in their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;So my cousin went out to buy siopao and ice cream (my dad's request).&lt;br /&gt;My other cousin and I were excited when my other cousin showed up.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the "siopao store" wasn't there anymore,&lt;br /&gt;And the ice cream flavor that we wanted wasn't available.&lt;br /&gt;My mom was ging to send my cousin to Fairview to buy the food...&lt;br /&gt;But my HOLIER THAN THOUGH brother told my mom not to.&lt;br /&gt;He said we didn't need any food... we're already full.&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I needed a little indulgence...&lt;br /&gt;Being deprived of such in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;That was supposed to be it.&lt;br /&gt;I am very shallow when it comes to that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;But my brother had to deprive me of that.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;Too proud.&lt;br /&gt;Ego.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he's so good,&lt;br /&gt;When he's the cause of my little brother's low self- esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Theme for today?&lt;br /&gt;EGO.&lt;br /&gt;PRIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;I sooo need a shrink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryanboy,&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get to visit this,&lt;br /&gt;Please advice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116532534851334697?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116532534851334697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116532534851334697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116532534851334697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116532534851334697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/ego.html' title='Ego...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116522777436269670</id><published>2006-12-04T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T19:07:06.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fic...</title><content type='html'>No, not a fanfic.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tyoe up a story...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit inspired lately... haha.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, not on the romantic side.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems like my life is starting to become a teenage telenovela again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an idea already...&lt;br /&gt;But i dunno how I'll start or end it...&lt;br /&gt;Ho-hum...&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be done by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things I haven't told you:&lt;br /&gt;My new section is 1-DAC.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the onle FACer there!&lt;br /&gt;Waaaa... I miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm holding on, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh,&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the other thing...&lt;br /&gt;I'll update when I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as promised,&lt;br /&gt;Few more things that I got from &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;www.blogthings.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I got very surprised with these answers!&lt;br /&gt;harhar.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So&lt;br /&gt;sad.&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.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that&lt;br /&gt;you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one&lt;br /&gt;you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a&lt;br /&gt;commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as&lt;br /&gt;sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love,&lt;br /&gt;but you won't fall for it easily.&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.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 46% Selfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are quite balanced. You are able to compromise when it's in the best interests of those&lt;br /&gt;involved.But you're no pushover. If something is important to you, you'll get it!&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.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Selfish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Baby Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zola Angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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="&lt;a"&gt;What's&lt;/a&gt; Your Celebrity Baby&lt;br /&gt;Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Russian Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadya Zhenechka Solovyov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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/russiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Russian&lt;br /&gt;Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#a0cdff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a id="CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=" href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat" type="3&amp;amp;subid=" tmpid="1826&amp;RD_PARM1="&gt;I'm a Slave 4 U&lt;/a&gt; by Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.I'm a slave for you. I won't deny it; I'm not trying to hide it."&lt;br /&gt;You may seem shy, but you can let your wild side out when you want to!&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.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Song Should You Strip&lt;br /&gt;To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 63% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a little vain, but you also work hard for your good looks.Just remember, everyone knows you are a total hottie. You don't have to remind&lt;br /&gt;them.&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.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 68% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.&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="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Evil Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hair Should Be White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Classy, stylish, and eloquent.You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.&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/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;What's"&lt;br /&gt;Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not enough to scare other people...But sometimes you scare yourself.&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.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Weird Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The codes are all fucked up, so no pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Read it anyway if you like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To "nathan"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whoever you are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't go BSing me coz you're the one visiting my narcissistic shrine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't you have anything better to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you love me that much that you spend time reading my shit and comment on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I won't get mad at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're probably some pathetic bitch who fucks himself while watching anime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cheers dahling!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116522777436269670?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116522777436269670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116522777436269670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116522777436269670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116522777436269670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/fic.html' title='Fic...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116511339659934521</id><published>2006-12-03T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T10:40:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings...</title><content type='html'>Want to know about me?&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things you might be interested in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I got bored studying,&lt;br /&gt;So i went to blogthings instead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna post 5 to 10 at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't,&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck anyway.&lt;br /&gt;It's my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Vampire Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/vampirenamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lenore of Pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/vampirenamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Vampire Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/snow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations.You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts.Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition.The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#31e4ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Superhero Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#94f1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Superhero Name is The Gamma DuskYour Superpower is Super SpeedYour Weakness is IceYour Weapon is Your Star SawYour Mode of Transportation is Catapult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Italian Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/italiannamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madonna Rizzo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/italiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Italian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/orange.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bright and intense, you embrace the world and all its opportunities.Change does not intimidate you, even if it's a complete life overhaul.You're a very real person. You aren't scared to show the world who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Orange Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Have Been Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatyearshouldyouhavebeenbornunderquiz/dog.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest.However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are!Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk.You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood!&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Year Should You Have Been Born Under?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/pink.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are dreamy, peaceful, and young at heart.Optimistic and caring, you tend to see the best in people.You tend to be always smiling - and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;You are shy and intelligent... and a very hard worker.You're also funny, but many people don't see your funny side.Your subtle dry humor leaves your close friends in stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Try Running with the Bulls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatextremesportshouldyoutryquiz/running-with-bulls.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Exhilarating, but not as dangerous as it might seem.You're more likely to get crushed by a person than a bull!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Extreme Sport Should You Try?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Elf Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73eaa0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/elfnamegenerator/elf2.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trixie Mc Flurry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/elfnamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Elf Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Dare Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdaringareyouquiz/dare-devil.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, life is one big dare.And you're all in for any adventure.Others find you exciting, inspiring, and a bit intimidating.You're biggest challenge at this point is trying to top yourself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Daring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116511339659934521?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116511339659934521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116511339659934521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116511339659934521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116511339659934521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogthings.html' title='Blogthings...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116510503134709953</id><published>2006-12-03T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T08:17:11.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edge...</title><content type='html'>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful we shared something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz damn...&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the edge of beating your brains out.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to use me huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I was covering up for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better not make one more wrong move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you are soooooooooo DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU BETTER BELIEVE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I'M NOT JUST TALKSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;I DELIVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116510503134709953?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116510503134709953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116510503134709953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116510503134709953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116510503134709953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/edge.html' title='Edge...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116494011116154050</id><published>2006-12-01T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T10:28:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over...</title><content type='html'>I did a lot of growing up during the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;I got over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit it was hard,&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly bear the pain.&lt;br /&gt;But slowly...&lt;br /&gt;I grew to realize he never wanted me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;So why should I want him?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, love turned to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also realized...&lt;br /&gt;That this guy who was always there for me...&lt;br /&gt;Joking with me to make me smile...&lt;br /&gt;Joking about being with him.&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside...&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was feeling the 'yutz'.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't want to believe it...&lt;br /&gt;I was scared...&lt;br /&gt;I denied myself of that wonderful feeling for too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now...&lt;br /&gt;Uhm...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy I'm over him.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy I know who I truly care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nah...&lt;br /&gt;I'll just sustain, but not entertain.&lt;br /&gt;Studies first...&lt;br /&gt;Partnership Accounting is just too damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116494011116154050?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116494011116154050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116494011116154050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116494011116154050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116494011116154050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/12/over.html' title='Over...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116452251237819580</id><published>2006-11-26T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T14:28:32.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost...</title><content type='html'>First of all,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for neglecting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Things always seem to stop me from updating it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened the past 25 days.&lt;br /&gt;Some bad... Some good...&lt;br /&gt;But the worst just happened between last night and this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My account in my PC was corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;All my files...&lt;br /&gt;Documents, Music... PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;All lost.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I'm gonna recover from this.&lt;br /&gt;All my files for school are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Music downloaded from friends... vanished.&lt;br /&gt;I just got two songs from Steph last night!&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;But what made me cry was the fact that ALL my pictures are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those memories.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck did I do to deserve that?!&lt;br /&gt;My only treasures are my songs and my pictures...&lt;br /&gt;Other people might not get that,&lt;br /&gt;But for a cam whore like me...&lt;br /&gt;It's like armageddon when all your pics are erased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pauses in lamentation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't do anythin to get my pictures back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a sign...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to forget the past...&lt;br /&gt;And start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can console me from what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Except maybe a tennis bracelet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116452251237819580?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116452251237819580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116452251237819580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116452251237819580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116452251237819580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/11/lost.html' title='Lost...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116225614980230976</id><published>2006-10-31T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:55:49.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short...</title><content type='html'>I'll make this short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot to say,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in my mom's office corrupting the net...&lt;br /&gt;I've been without net for I don't know how long now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Binubusan today after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Until November 2.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how the hell I'm gonna survive three days without  civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post when I get another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say,&lt;br /&gt;Too much has happened.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't think I can handle it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116225614980230976?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116225614980230976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116225614980230976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116225614980230976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116225614980230976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/10/short.html' title='Short...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116176667099904149</id><published>2006-10-25T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:57:51.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outrage...</title><content type='html'>I have never felt so much anger in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actuyally felt the blood rush to my ears&lt;br /&gt;And my temperature rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant say much about it now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm to shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WILL PAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116176667099904149?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116176667099904149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116176667099904149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116176667099904149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116176667099904149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/10/outrage.html' title='Outrage...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116134410649117415</id><published>2006-10-20T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:35:06.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished...</title><content type='html'>Finally!!!&lt;br /&gt;My finals are over!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot to say,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll post it next time 'coz&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch The Godfather trilogy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I need comfort badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;So for your amusement...&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the other Photoshopped pics...&lt;br /&gt;Comment away!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you like it our not,&lt;br /&gt;Just comment bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in my mom's office...&lt;br /&gt;Those were the times when I was&lt;br /&gt;Oh so depressed about you-know-who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(375).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28375%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My face is soooo bloated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(376).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28376%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this in the car...&lt;br /&gt;This was when HE finally talked to me...&lt;br /&gt;After loooong weeks of giving me the cold shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Miracles%20happen..xp.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Miracles%20happen..xp.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved MaSteKi!!!&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD at its best!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is what you call classic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Picture%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Picture%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for Papau...&lt;br /&gt;I love you to bits dahling!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget you...&lt;br /&gt;Hope we're still in Accountancy next sem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/pRetty_girLs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/pRetty_girLs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya like?&lt;br /&gt;Ya hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So comment away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116134410649117415?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116134410649117415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116134410649117415&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116134410649117415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116134410649117415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/10/finished.html' title='Finished...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116104800178595717</id><published>2006-10-17T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:20:01.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle...</title><content type='html'>I've got two finals tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Psychology and Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;Not really studying, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to help 2... or 3? classmates...&lt;br /&gt;Lost count.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's not even 9 am yet,&lt;br /&gt;so I bet they're not yet awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I made these out of boredom...&lt;br /&gt;Comment if you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling senti... yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;I was sick that time...&lt;br /&gt;Yet I was still so vain...&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Im%20really%20sick%20and%20l0nely...0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Im%20really%20sick%20and%20l0nely...0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same place...&lt;br /&gt;Only different pose and color..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Fr0m%20pila%20t0%20ghils..%20Haay,%20im%20tired.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Fr0m%20pila%20t0%20ghils..%20Haay%2C%20im%20tired.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad lighting made it look dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm a vain fag..&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Ghetto%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Ghetto%20girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyyy...&lt;br /&gt;I miss the guy who took this pic.&lt;br /&gt;Remember those days?&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Waking up with you at my side...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;At least we had a chance, ayt?&lt;br /&gt;If you ever come back form Paris,&lt;br /&gt;I want CHANEL DAMNIT!!&lt;br /&gt;harhar...&lt;br /&gt;Miss you dearie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Love%20your%20smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Love%20your%20smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this when I was early for class.&lt;br /&gt;Wait...&lt;br /&gt;I'm always early for class.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(523).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28523%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno where the other pics went...&lt;br /&gt;I swear I posted 5 more pics...&lt;br /&gt;Well if you see them,&lt;br /&gt;The ones in gray were taken in my mom's office.&lt;br /&gt;The one in pink and yellow was taken in the car.&lt;br /&gt;And the one that looks old is SaGaD!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the one in gray with another gurl is me and Papau...&lt;br /&gt;Amishu Papau!&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;That's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116104800178595717?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116104800178595717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116104800178595717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116104800178595717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116104800178595717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/10/idle.html' title='Idle...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116082806707327296</id><published>2006-10-14T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:14:27.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAC...</title><content type='html'>To those who waited...&lt;br /&gt;SORRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My modem got fucked up...&lt;br /&gt;I posted yesterday afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it didn't publish,&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Festival Candle Lighting- enlightening experience&lt;br /&gt;II. Elijah Cup- welcome new experience&lt;br /&gt;III. Washing of the Hands- cleansing experience&lt;br /&gt;IV. Green Vegetable- something that gives hope&lt;br /&gt;V. Matzo- goal or purpose in life&lt;br /&gt;VI. Bitter herbs- bad experiences&lt;br /&gt;VII. Pesach- own Passover experience&lt;br /&gt;VIII. Cup of Memory- memorable experience&lt;br /&gt;IX. Passover Meal- how to get to your goal/ purpose in life&lt;br /&gt;X. Cup of Redemption- what to do to be good&lt;br /&gt;XI. Cup of Hope and Freedom- what gives you hope and freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what you need to do for our Theology finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want the Schedule for our finals?&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Earth Science: 8:00-9:30&lt;br /&gt;ICT: 1:15-2:45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Psychology: 8:00-9:30&lt;br /&gt;Filipino: 1:15-2:45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Accounting: 8:00-12:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Psychology:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer typewritten short bond&lt;br /&gt;12 Arial single space&lt;br /&gt;Finish these sentences:&lt;br /&gt;I like Psychology because...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Psychology because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English comics due on Monday, October 16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theology project due on Friday, October 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scope for ErtSci:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1-3 and 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scope for ICT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocopy given by sir, lectures... MS Excel, MS PowerPoint, MS Access&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scope for Psychology:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking and Learning to Mental Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scope for Filipino:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paglalahad, Pokus, Wastong Gamit, and the selections read during post midterm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scope for Accounting:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING BEBEH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there my dear FAC...&lt;br /&gt;Hope this helps...&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck and God bless on our finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116082806707327296?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116082806707327296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116082806707327296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116082806707327296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116082806707327296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/10/fac.html' title='FAC...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116057807385395872</id><published>2006-10-11T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:47:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mending...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Minsan%20lng%20yan...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Minsan%20lng%20yan...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Bryanboy's post today...&lt;br /&gt;And we are feeling the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;And even harder to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured I won't do any.&lt;br /&gt;I won't forgive.&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;Not now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too fucking mad and irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my block's grades in Theology.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo tempted to drop those who made me cry...&lt;br /&gt;But I won't.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that it's not the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Damn values...&lt;br /&gt;They're really stuck to my system.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is where the old convent and blue castle is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belzer, Kazu, Paolo and Karlo made my day.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling really shitty this morning,&lt;br /&gt;And when they invited me for breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that I felt special.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all reading..&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT BOY CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I don't usually go with them...&lt;br /&gt;And they're really nice guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I became close to most of FAC..&lt;br /&gt;Even if the semester ends next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all FAC:&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR ONE HELLUVA GOOD TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE BEST FUCKING SECTION EVAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116057807385395872?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116057807385395872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116057807385395872&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116057807385395872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116057807385395872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/10/mending.html' title='Mending...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-116048939790977310</id><published>2006-10-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:09:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated...</title><content type='html'>Our topic in Psychology class was waaay in line with what I'm feeling lately.&lt;br /&gt;FRUSTRATION.&lt;br /&gt;Lately,&lt;br /&gt;I've been frustrated with myself...&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of other things that I wasn't able to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a frustrated-everything.&lt;br /&gt;When I was young,&lt;br /&gt;I made a list of what I wanted to do or have finished&lt;br /&gt;By the time I'm sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;And so far...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done even half of the list!&lt;br /&gt;Arrghh...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so disapointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I should be somewhere else...&lt;br /&gt;Doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;Anything but this.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of myself in this kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I have this voice inside my head, saying:&lt;br /&gt;"LOSER LOSER LOSER...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO FUCKING FRUSTRATING!&lt;br /&gt;I'M A FRUSTRATED-EVERYTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pauses to dwell in my misery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohum... I need to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed from all the crap that has been happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to get this sem over with...&lt;br /&gt;And start my r&amp;r...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;I still love you...&lt;br /&gt;And I think I always will...&lt;br /&gt;I will love you without regret...&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't love me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116048939790977310?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116048939790977310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116048939790977310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;O many things kept me from posting...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was for my and his own good.&lt;br /&gt;if ever I did blog at the peak of my anger towards him...&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I could be in hell right now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized how mean I can get...&lt;br /&gt;And that's without SaGaD's help YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say is that...&lt;br /&gt;IGNORANCE CAN NEVER BE TOLERATED.&lt;br /&gt;And I WILL NOT LET THIS DROP.&lt;br /&gt;Not until you beg...&lt;br /&gt;and KNEEL...&lt;br /&gt;(haha- KNEEL, I tell you.)&lt;br /&gt;For my forgiveness...&lt;br /&gt;Which I most probably won't give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topic:&lt;br /&gt;I got exempted for two subjects:&lt;br /&gt;English and Theology&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 left:&lt;br /&gt;-Accounting&lt;br /&gt;-Filipino&lt;br /&gt;-Earth Science&lt;br /&gt;-IT&lt;br /&gt;-Psychology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no problem in the other subjects,&lt;br /&gt;I just need to focus on Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.&lt;br /&gt;An update on my life.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more when I get the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaGaD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-116039003106806234?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/116039003106806234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=116039003106806234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/116039003106806234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an idiot for falling in love!&lt;br /&gt;I know very well he will never love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my role...&lt;br /&gt;Always the friend,&lt;br /&gt;Never the girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to accept the fact&lt;br /&gt;That I will always be a loser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again with the pity party.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Chris...&lt;br /&gt;I really need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do need to get my life back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115953702959687884?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115953702959687884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115953702959687884&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115953702959687884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115953702959687884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/09/idiot.html' title='Idiot...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115941333775101734</id><published>2006-09-28T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T11:15:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless...</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to blog lately because I'm swamped with schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Our passover thing and Cupid and Psyche is now on the same date!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to reschedule everything...&lt;br /&gt;And move reservations...&lt;br /&gt;And add practices...&lt;br /&gt;And arrange meetings.&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;And this is only the first sem of my first year in college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna last very long if things stay like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worse thing is that the L-word keeps coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From guys who like me... (that are BIG LOSERS...)&lt;br /&gt;To the one guy I have loved for four months now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realy need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a loser...&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again with the pity fest.&lt;br /&gt;God I hate it when I feel crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even have the comics that is half of my English finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what tyo do anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think FaC knows of the rescheduling...&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I better get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115941333775101734?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115941333775101734/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115898223817127782</id><published>2006-09-23T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T11:30:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ended...</title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;This is my 102nd post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really notice it until a while ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ENDED 28 AT 82!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 28 loong years of drought,&lt;br /&gt;We finally got our crown back!&lt;br /&gt;The final game was intense...&lt;br /&gt;It was a very close fight.&lt;br /&gt;68-67&lt;br /&gt;We held our breaths in the final seconds...&lt;br /&gt;There was still a chance they can shoot...&lt;br /&gt;but Aljamal held the ball until the time was up.&lt;br /&gt;WoohoO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friends went back to Beda for the victory party.&lt;br /&gt;I bet it was a lot of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of work to do so I headed straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New people who answered my question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justine Anne dela Paz:&lt;br /&gt;isa ka sa mga taong nakilala ko&lt;br /&gt;na totoo sa sarili at sa ibang tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet_guev:&lt;br /&gt;Don't stay behind.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to see you there when it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of work to do...&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115898223817127782?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115884873056125312</id><published>2006-09-21T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:25:30.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death...</title><content type='html'>I got an itchy feeling to ask people questions...&lt;br /&gt;And force an answer out of them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my question:&lt;br /&gt;if i would die tonight,&lt;br /&gt;what would you say to me&lt;br /&gt;before i breathe my last breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent that to everyone on my ym list...&lt;br /&gt;And here some of the answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dave mathews:&lt;br /&gt;lets not do it tonight, i will arrange it tomorrow myself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxviii_donna:&lt;br /&gt;hm? tnxs for ol uv bin such a soofer doofer frnds.. ktakits nln sa heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris3_74:&lt;br /&gt;actually to be honest i wouldnt know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;but i know i would want to tell you that&lt;br /&gt;you are one of the most caring people i havt known&lt;br /&gt;and that you will always have a place in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan Chan:&lt;br /&gt;"goodbye. Be happy with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt Yumul:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure God's wating for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myLes arabe:&lt;br /&gt;tnx sa lahat2..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;kahit d tayo ganon kaclose,&lt;br /&gt;alam ko mabaet ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not_joyce:&lt;br /&gt;say hi to God for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claude Dietrich Yumul:&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko malaman mo&lt;br /&gt;na super laki ng utang na loob ko sayo,&lt;br /&gt;and that i'm hella grateful..&lt;br /&gt;also, you were with us (him and his gf)&lt;br /&gt;every step of the way,&lt;br /&gt;and that means a lot..&lt;br /&gt;and i love you friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Those are some answers.&lt;br /&gt;Some made me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Some made me smile...&lt;br /&gt;Some are just weird...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho-hum...&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, look at my to-do list!&lt;br /&gt;-direct Cupid and Psyche&lt;br /&gt;-direct the Passover&lt;br /&gt;-do the comics&lt;br /&gt;-go to the final game&lt;br /&gt;-work for TC&lt;br /&gt;-give Theo project for exhibit&lt;br /&gt;-compose song (actually get it from Tricco... haha) for OBM&lt;br /&gt;-go to Mt. Banahaw for the TC&lt;br /&gt;-earn 500 smackers by next week&lt;br /&gt;-study for Earthsci, ICT and English quizzes&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have to do all of that before Oct. 4!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing sem break comes right after the finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA MISS FAC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize it until I typed that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;It's only been 4 months,&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like I have spent my entire life with these guys!&lt;br /&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;I wish we were block sections...&lt;br /&gt;I remember myself regretting being put in FAC,&lt;br /&gt;Because they were so rowdy...&lt;br /&gt;But that rowdiness made me love them so much...&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;This is why I hate being attached to people.&lt;br /&gt;Because I will have to leave them at one point.&lt;br /&gt;I think the worst thing about it is that people forget...&lt;br /&gt;Even of one tries so hard to hold on...&lt;br /&gt;Time makes us forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;I hate having senti moments.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I think I've read Cather in the Rye too many times.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get my crap ready for tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;And cut up verses for Theology.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115884873056125312?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115884873056125312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Hope the son is one of the hot ones...&lt;br /&gt;Wahehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there...&lt;br /&gt;5 posts.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115876253285532845?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115876253285532845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115876253285532845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115876253285532845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115876253285532845'/><link 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/&gt;Becasue the boys were with us...&lt;br /&gt;And that's a rare occassion when we're with the boys...&lt;br /&gt;Without malice.&lt;br /&gt;But there were these marketing girls that kept asking them to move...&lt;br /&gt;And so they did...&lt;br /&gt;Up to upper box b...&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Hay...&lt;br /&gt;I guess it can never happen that the girls and the boys will have good fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beda won!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Escobal was the player of the game...&lt;br /&gt;He even scored higher than Aljamal...&lt;br /&gt;Those two guys were always hurt during the game...&lt;br /&gt;I thought Carla was going to kill the guys from PCU because of what they did to Pong.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we get the championship this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it'll be really humiliating of we won't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 out of 5...&lt;br /&gt;Last one cominp up guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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post...&lt;br /&gt;But if I will make it long...&lt;br /&gt;It might turn into ranting...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to rant.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if someone from FaC reads this...&lt;br /&gt;Then I don't know what will become of me after tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**A note to the actors...&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather cry than get violent...&lt;br /&gt;So if you see me teary-eyed,&lt;br /&gt;That's because I'm really mad.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry for that...&lt;br /&gt;So be thankful I'm not like Carla (no offense to her)&lt;br /&gt;Please bare with me...&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the sexiest girl...&lt;br /&gt;But please do have the patience to listen and pay attention to me...&lt;br /&gt;Because we need it for the grade.&lt;br /&gt;And please practice when I say we should practice.&lt;br /&gt;This is not just an impromptu play that we can rehearse in a day.&lt;br /&gt;This takes a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;I get tired too...&lt;br /&gt;But I won't stop until we do it right.&lt;br /&gt;I will do everything just to make you listen.&lt;br /&gt;We can do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***And please memorize you lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****And please don't laugh when we rehearse.&lt;br /&gt;I take this play very seriously and I hope you will too.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to have jokes,&lt;br /&gt;But when I say stop,&lt;br /&gt;We should get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****FaC is the best effing class I ever had!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no,&lt;br /&gt;It became longer...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;It isn't ranting...&lt;br /&gt;so it's all good...&lt;br /&gt;2 more...&lt;br /&gt;And it's all about bball bebeh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115876052268011049?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115875992750188453</id><published>2006-09-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:45:27.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bayview...</title><content type='html'>Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;We had our PEPBA finals.&lt;br /&gt;It was in Bayview Park Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Food was crap, I tell you now.&lt;br /&gt;It's only a 3-star hotel,&lt;br /&gt;What would I expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue...&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you that I have this morbid fascination&lt;br /&gt;when guys joke with me...&lt;br /&gt;I just find it funnier...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know they are already "abusing" me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I won't write the 'details'...&lt;br /&gt;Because someone from class might read it...&lt;br /&gt;And think of it differently...&lt;br /&gt;And my problems will start all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna say is...&lt;br /&gt;I love having friends with benefits...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;I sang the Philippine National Anthem in the opening&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I wasn't too bad,&lt;br /&gt;because they didn't start chuckng the goblets with the candles at me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Bengco even thenked me for singing it well...&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks? I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our finals had a fashion show...&lt;br /&gt;And I saw Usher's girl...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;WaAaAaAaAa!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sexy...&lt;br /&gt;White...&lt;br /&gt;Pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I get your point.&lt;br /&gt;I can never get Usher...&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was done around past 1 and I left at 2...&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be introduced to Mr. Perfect...&lt;br /&gt;but I was too shy.&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;Me?!?!&lt;br /&gt;SHY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Well this gurl gets shy to, ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the finals,&lt;br /&gt;my dad and I went to SMF for grocery shopping...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that:&lt;br /&gt;My dad, an attorney, an ASec... a senior citizen...&lt;br /&gt;Out grocery shopping with his 17 yr. old daughter...&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;It was actually fun...&lt;br /&gt;They rearranged the supermarket so it was crazy in looking for what we need,&lt;br /&gt;But my dad and I didn't even fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home...&lt;br /&gt;Then I forgot what happened.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more posts... hang in there.. ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115875992750188453?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115875992750188453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115875992750188453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115875992750188453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115875992750188453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/09/bayview.html' title='Bayview...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115875891314923680</id><published>2006-09-20T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:28:33.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pep...</title><content type='html'>This is the first of 5 posts that I'll be making tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm on a roll!&lt;br /&gt;I had too many things on my hands...&lt;br /&gt;So I wasn't able to post anything since Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday...&lt;br /&gt;Pep Rally.&lt;br /&gt;I was almost caught with leaving school,&lt;br /&gt;but I got in just in time!&lt;br /&gt;Whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla and I were readers for the blessing...&lt;br /&gt;So we were the only freshies in the sides...&lt;br /&gt;I just love TC!!&lt;br /&gt;Wahehe...&lt;br /&gt;Moi and Carla got to meet cuties and hotties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jackpot with my crushies!&lt;br /&gt;Ahihihi...&lt;br /&gt;I saw Usher...&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Hottie...&lt;br /&gt;And of course, my beloved...&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I was surrounded by hotties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually like basketball now!&lt;br /&gt;Wahehe...&lt;br /&gt;Carla is a big influence, thank you...&lt;br /&gt;I got pictures of Aljamal and Escobal...&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG!!! Certified hotties!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to sound like a dumb blonde..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to become a groupie all over again...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;Just high from all the hot guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was done around a bit past nine...&lt;br /&gt;The lights were turned off and it wasn't turned on again  after.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, you could rape anyone there if you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;But I opted to have my pictures taken with Aljamal, Escobal and Coach Koy.&lt;br /&gt;Even got autographs from Aljamal, Escobal and Ekwe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night...&lt;br /&gt;And that night started a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;which will be posted in the next posts.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather hurt myself than hurt the one I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire the man who said this to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything goes well with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down...&lt;br /&gt;4 more to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115875891314923680?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115875891314923680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115875891314923680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115875891314923680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115875891314923680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/09/pep_20.html' title='Pep...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115815131085182714</id><published>2006-09-13T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:41:50.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty...</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying my best to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;I've been putting a smile on my face every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I feel like crawling into a hole and cry my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get mad...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stay put and don't show any feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I have to look nonchalant...&lt;br /&gt;Even if my heart is breaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone new wants to come in.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm begging for the old one to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I like the new one...&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy his company.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think anyone can surpass my feelings for the old one.&lt;br /&gt;Haaaayyy...&lt;br /&gt;Now I can honestly say that I can't really have what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beda won again today!&lt;br /&gt;The score was 51-55...&lt;br /&gt;I had one helluva good time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually watch basketball...&lt;br /&gt;but it was required,&lt;br /&gt;so I figure I go to the game...&lt;br /&gt;I paid a hundred bucks for it, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody texted this to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give him my reply...&lt;br /&gt;But I was too afraid of what he'll think.&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get to read this...&lt;br /&gt;2 things you love about me:&lt;br /&gt;- Your smile&lt;br /&gt;- Your butt..XP&lt;br /&gt;2 things you hate about me:&lt;br /&gt;- You fooled me&lt;br /&gt;- You like too many girls... :(&lt;br /&gt;2 messages you like to tell me:&lt;br /&gt;- Please be genuinely nice to me...&lt;br /&gt;- I hope you realize how much I love you...&lt;br /&gt;2 words to describe me:&lt;br /&gt;- my 100% perfect boy&lt;br /&gt;- mesmerizing&lt;br /&gt;1 nickname you like to call me:&lt;br /&gt;- My angel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give tell you something that would definitely tell you how much I've fallen for this guy:&lt;br /&gt;My pc has this alarm that tells you if there's an incoming phone call.&lt;br /&gt;I can disregard it,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't,&lt;br /&gt;because I'm still hoping that he'll call me..&lt;br /&gt;Because he used to be the one who disrupts my net time...&lt;br /&gt;And I always answer his phone calls...&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chico's right.&lt;br /&gt;It's my problem now.&lt;br /&gt;I have to help myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mama Bear and her words of faggotry...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Steffy Foo and her slaps of "love"...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Gise and her hyphaluting words...&lt;br /&gt;I miss SaGaD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115815131085182714?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115815131085182714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115815131085182714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115815131085182714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working my ass off..&lt;br /&gt;Doing my best to get high grades,&lt;br /&gt;And every SINGLE time mudra asks me to wash the dishes,&lt;br /&gt;She asks me like I'M NOT DOING A DAMN THING.&lt;br /&gt;DOYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STUDYING!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN MY EYEBAGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;THEY CAME FROM ALL THE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS OF STUDYING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you ask me to do something,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't talk to me like I'm some idiot who doesn't work a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of ranting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go back to homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115806400135920740?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115780732202640741</id><published>2006-09-09T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:08:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades...</title><content type='html'>We got our midterm grades today.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I did pretty good,&lt;br /&gt;But my dad thought otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MORE DOES HE WANT ?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show you the gravity of the situation,&lt;br /&gt;I shall show you my grades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting: 2.00&lt;br /&gt;English: 2.00&lt;br /&gt;Earth Science: 2.25&lt;br /&gt;Filipino: 2.00&lt;br /&gt;PE: 1.5&lt;br /&gt;ICT: 1.75&lt;br /&gt;PEPBA: 1.25&lt;br /&gt;Psychology: 1.75&lt;br /&gt;Theology: 1.75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GPA: 1.88&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I get a 1.88 and he scoffs off?!?!&lt;br /&gt;HOLY GREAT MOTHER OF BOB!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sorry I'm not a genius like you,&lt;br /&gt;But please cut me some slack!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;My mom and brother went to Gateway to go and see Bastista.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Gateway around 5 pm, so it was already over,&lt;br /&gt;but I still felt the presence of The Animal.&lt;br /&gt;The poeple,&lt;br /&gt;The posters,&lt;br /&gt;The security,&lt;br /&gt;The environment...&lt;br /&gt;Everything was just...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe it.&lt;br /&gt;You know that feeling when you just came in after a really big deal..&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the feling I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I saw the pics and a 5 second video of Batista...&lt;br /&gt;And it was like I saw a Greek god mortalized.&lt;br /&gt;You should see his arms!!!&lt;br /&gt;MASSIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so gosh darn handsome,&lt;br /&gt;Even my mother screamed her head off when Batista came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;How I wish  get to see him on October...&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get the chance,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BARGE INTO THAT LOCKER ROOM...&lt;br /&gt;Ahehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;pictures of Batista will be posted as soon as I'm in the mood...&lt;br /&gt;ahehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115780732202640741?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115780732202640741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115780732202640741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115780732202640741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115780732202640741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/09/grades.html' title='Grades...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115737002270870978</id><published>2006-09-04T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:40:22.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;REMINDER:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CBOX: END OF THE BLOG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO HAVE THE PATIENCE TO SCROLL DOWN AND TYPE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really feel like posting,&lt;br /&gt;But I read Steph's blog...&lt;br /&gt;and I copied this off her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Dapat ba gwapo?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, pero better pag gwapo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Matalino?&lt;br /&gt;Of course... Always been in my standards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Preferred Age?&lt;br /&gt;Preferrably older than I am... but who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Preferred Height?&lt;br /&gt;Basta taller than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.How about sense of humor?&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.How about piercings?&lt;br /&gt;none, one, or a lot... don't care, as long as he hasn't got one down under...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Accepts u for who u are?&lt;br /&gt;Of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Mushy or no?&lt;br /&gt;NOT MUSHY... I like him mushy when we're alone....XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Thin or Fat?&lt;br /&gt;Not thin... I don't wanna look like a 10! But not fat either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Moreno or Chinito or Mestis0?&lt;br /&gt;any or all? wakekek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Long Hair or Short Hair?&lt;br /&gt;As long as it looks good on him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Plastic or Metal?&lt;br /&gt;Whatthe?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Smells good?&lt;br /&gt;I lurve it when I guy smells oh so manly... ahehe...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Smoker?&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Drinker?&lt;br /&gt;Sure... I'm a drinker too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.guy-next-door type?&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Musically inclined?&lt;br /&gt;I fall for them everytime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Plays Piano?&lt;br /&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Plays bass and acoustic guitar?&lt;br /&gt;HOTNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Plays violin?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... falling even more! gentle... haha... gentle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Sings very good?&lt;br /&gt;Oh please give him to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.vain?&lt;br /&gt;Could be, but not vainer than me... (is vainer a word?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.With Glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Looks cute...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. With Braces?&lt;br /&gt;Not when I have braces... I don't want sparks when we kiss... hehe.. good thing I don't have&lt;br /&gt;braces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Shy type?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!!! I WANT A GUY WITH BALLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. frm ADMU or DLSU?&lt;br /&gt;Pwede Beda? hehe... but anywhere is fine...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Active or Passive?&lt;br /&gt;Active...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Sporty or couchpotato?&lt;br /&gt;Couchpotato...XP so we can spend the whole day together... wakekek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Singer or Dancer?&lt;br /&gt;both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.suplado?&lt;br /&gt;No way... suplados are not for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.hiphop?&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. earrings?&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.mr. count-my-ex-till-u-drop?&lt;br /&gt;Sure... I'll make him stay with me... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.dimples?&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGO!!!XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.bookworm?&lt;br /&gt;Loving it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. mr. love letter?&lt;br /&gt;Corny but sweet...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.flirt?&lt;br /&gt;Sure... but he'll stop when he meets me... &lt;wishful&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.poem writer?&lt;br /&gt;Sent from heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.serious?&lt;br /&gt;Only a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.galante?&lt;br /&gt;Show me the money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.campus crush?&lt;br /&gt;Hard to get... out of my league, but if I can... SURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.painter?&lt;br /&gt;Hoping he'll paint me... &lt;pardon&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.religious?&lt;br /&gt;Goes to Mass every Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.alaskador?&lt;br /&gt;Why noT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.computer games geek? Or internet freak?&lt;br /&gt;As long as he teaches me DOTA... cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.speaks 20 languages?&lt;br /&gt;Rizal, is that you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.nahanap mo na ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;I did, but he hasn't found me yet... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115737002270870978?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115737002270870978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115737002270870978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115737002270870978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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advice...&lt;br /&gt;I bought valium...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not making my life heaven,&lt;br /&gt;but it's making me smile anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'll take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly forgot what I was posting about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it began pounding like wild...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Joke time lang yun... hehe..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;^%$*&amp;amp;^$*(^^%&amp;$%!^%$&amp;amp;^!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears want to fall..&lt;br /&gt;But the shock is still preventing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an idiot to think that someone would like me.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to think of such things?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;All this time,&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for something...&lt;br /&gt;And there he was,&lt;br /&gt;laughing at my wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so humiliated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been humiliated for the umpteenth time anyway...&lt;br /&gt;So I should stop crying and just make the best out of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET'S BE FRIENDS, AYT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115727127353903437?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115727127353903437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115727127353903437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CBOX IS DOWN,DOWN,DOWN...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE THE PATIENCE TO SCROLL DOWN AND TYPE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been posting a lot of shit lately,&lt;br /&gt;But none of it is telling about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, most of my posts have been concentrated on someone...&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't the only thing that hasn't happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;MY WORLD DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND ONE PERSON...&lt;br /&gt;Just so you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I got most of my midterm grades.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;My highest was 1.75 and my lowest is 2.5(ertsci)&lt;br /&gt;I'll do better for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chico went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;That was a blast..&lt;br /&gt;I missed him...&lt;br /&gt;And the old FAC...&lt;br /&gt;But heck, change happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the Filipino thing today.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of food...&lt;br /&gt;But as always,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;This is getting very weird already.&lt;br /&gt;I thinkl I have an eating disorder...&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't really look like it...&lt;br /&gt;Wakekek.&lt;br /&gt;there was a bunch of bull and crap that happened before anyone ate.&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;100 pesos for 2 glasses of buko juice?!?!&lt;br /&gt;What a rip-off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have English,&lt;br /&gt;so Chico, MJ,  my beloved Papau and moi went to Mcdo.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun...&lt;br /&gt;But I had to fetch my brother, so I had to go early.&lt;br /&gt;They went with me...&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to walk to mama's office,&lt;br /&gt;But our uncle fetched us.&lt;br /&gt;Haaay...&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I could walk with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Life's not being too tough on me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Life thought I needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;I've been living hell on earth for the past three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I still got problems,&lt;br /&gt;But I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a cold for three weaks now.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even hear anything from my right ear...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going deaf.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking all kinds of meds now.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss the smell of cigarette smoke...&lt;br /&gt;And the sound of small things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of people-wathcinhg lately.&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun for me...&lt;br /&gt;I get to notice everything...&lt;br /&gt;From the big things to the smallest details...&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's also hard,&lt;br /&gt;Because I suddenly blurt out odd things that I notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryanboy: my new idol.&lt;br /&gt;He is soooooooooo amazing!&lt;br /&gt;How I wish my blog was as great as his...&lt;br /&gt;I commend him for his courage and confidence to put his life on blog.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I was as famous as him...&lt;br /&gt;So my life wouldn't be this crappy.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd probably be able to go around the world like him...&lt;br /&gt;And buy all the expensive-crap-but-I-don't-need-and-can-buy-a-cheaper-version like him...&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;Bryanboy: You rock!&lt;br /&gt;Macrise loves Bryanboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chico:&lt;br /&gt;You are the greatest effing friend I could have!&lt;br /&gt;You make things easier for me...&lt;br /&gt;Too bad you dropped.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I can still see you anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You still owe me a movie, dinner, and a new pair of shades.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Guds and Papau!&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best!&lt;br /&gt;Mwahmwahmwah!!!&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,&lt;br /&gt;I started 7 pm...&lt;br /&gt;I ended at 9:30...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHADYATHINK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just goes to show you that I have other things in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that asshole...&lt;br /&gt;That I like so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115703182041764024?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115703182041764024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Sagad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Sagad%20at%20c3...0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Sagad%20at%20c3...0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sagad.&lt;br /&gt;This is MaSteKi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are our look-a-likes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakekek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma in MaSteKi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/97/33/9733_721473795f44dif4la11.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ste in MaSteKi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/02/15/0215_850391895f44yf896r11.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ki in MaSteKi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take my mind off things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/00/17/0017_965256085f446ncxyb02.jpg" width="500" usemap="#celebsMap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a good laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;map name="celebsMap"&gt;&lt;area title="Q'Orianka Kilcher 76% - pretty..." shape="RECT" coords="221,67,281,149" href="#"&gt;&lt;area title="Pedro Almodovar 73% - whatthe?!?!?!" shape="RECT" coords="349,113,411,196" href="#"&gt;&lt;area title="Brenda Song 71% - ISN'T SHE from DISNEY CHANNEL?" shape="RECT" coords="397,252,459,334" href="#"&gt;&lt;area title="Barack Obama 68% - hottie...XP" shape="RECT" coords="348,393,413,476" href="#"&gt;&lt;area title="Mira Sorvino 66% - classic... nice smile!" shape="RECT" coords="218,428,281,513" href="#"&gt;&lt;area title="Nancy Kerrigan 64% - colgate commercial?" shape="RECT" coords="89,393,154,477" href="#"&gt;&lt;area title="Michelle Kwan 64% - asian chicks 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115694469490876389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115694469490876389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/faces.html' title='Faces...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115692458109447896</id><published>2006-08-30T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:56:21.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booty...</title><content type='html'>I feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm what you say a booty call without the booty.&lt;br /&gt;GASH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a FUCKING USER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already know that.&lt;br /&gt;But I let you use me.&lt;br /&gt;See.&lt;br /&gt;What you call me?&lt;br /&gt;STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;I allow this crap to happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;When I never let anyone use me.&lt;br /&gt;Except for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you did read my post.&lt;br /&gt;Now you take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think I'm in your power?&lt;br /&gt;You think I'll wait for you hand and foot?&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm so gaga for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe it WAS TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;But not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I still like you,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not that crazy to do that still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KEPT MY PROMISE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW KEEP YOURS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE IF YOU WON'T,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL HELL WILL BREAK LOSE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS A BAD IDEA YOU TOLD ME SECRETS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW THAT YOU TREAT ME LIKE CRAP,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU WISH YOU NEVER DID THAT TO ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU WISH YOU JUST PRAISED ME LIKE I WAS A FRIGGIN GODDESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST SO THAT ALL THIS CRAP WOULDN'T HAPPEN TO YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU WISH YOU WERE NICER TO ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE YOU WILL PAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115692458109447896?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115692458109447896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115692458109447896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115692458109447896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115692458109447896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/booty.html' title='Booty...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115667137718700474</id><published>2006-08-27T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:36:17.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder...</title><content type='html'>MY CBOX IS DOWN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAY DOWN BELOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GUESS THE MYHERITAGE THING IS TOO DAMN BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT PLEASE HAVE THE &lt;strong&gt;PATIENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO &lt;strong&gt;SCROLL DOWN&lt;/strong&gt; AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TYPE YOUR THOUGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115667137718700474?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115659212925951535</id><published>2006-08-26T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T19:35:29.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Segway...</title><content type='html'>To move away from the abyss that I call my life...&lt;br /&gt;I looked up my internet idol, BRYANBOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;www.myheritage.com&lt;/a&gt; so amusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos" alt="Click here to create your own Celebrity Collage on MyHeritage - best site for your family tree and photos" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/segway.html' title='Segway...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115658012584205830</id><published>2006-08-26T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T16:15:25.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic...</title><content type='html'>I would be fooling myself if I said I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried crying,&lt;br /&gt;smiling,&lt;br /&gt;ignoring,&lt;br /&gt;busying,&lt;br /&gt;even confronting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my liver is suffering because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so mad at myself.&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD BE OVER YOU BY NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE SHOULD'VE BEEN FRIENDS ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no...&lt;br /&gt;You had to be a dickhead and do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't regret knowing you...&lt;br /&gt;Because there's something about you that made me feel this.&lt;br /&gt;Something in you made me change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get to read this...&lt;br /&gt;Here's a note for you.&lt;br /&gt;If you only talk to me so I can do your homework,&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll do all your homeworks...&lt;br /&gt;In all your subjects...&lt;br /&gt;The whole of your stay in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how desperate I am?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more rhum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115658012584205830?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115658012584205830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115658012584205830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115658012584205830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115658012584205830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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Fever.&lt;br /&gt;?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;was it wrong that I smiled?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean it...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Next day.&lt;br /&gt;He came.&lt;br /&gt;I had the biggest smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;And I cried the longest time afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dealing with it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't shake off that part...&lt;br /&gt;That little piece that still likes him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it won't be gone ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked to me today.&lt;br /&gt;He needed something.&lt;br /&gt;At least we talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;Now the feeling is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need rhum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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door is open&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is closed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am afraid of gay or lesbian people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in true love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I listen to political music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Disney movies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam....&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have worn pajamas to class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want a better job&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Dr. Phil.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like multiple people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I loved Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am not comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play computer games when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in the city.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of suicide before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a menage a trois.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone out in public in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have kissed someone really strange....&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of adiff. sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed and had some type of beverage comeout of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made out in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Swore at Liberace.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Crashed into a car...&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[x] shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had feelings for someone who didn't have themback.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a crush on a teacher/coach&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to New York&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saw someone/something dying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a list of people you want to kill.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Driven over 400 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been on a Plane.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar or club&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Continued to care for someone sooo much eventhough you know you can't have them&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken a picture just for the sole purpose ofputting it on myspace/friendster..&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been ice skating&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried in public.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyesclosed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]been at a party and instead of giving out yourphone number you give them your mypsace nameand say look me up&lt;br /&gt;[x] liked someone even though you knew youshouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of someone a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Love someone who doesnt realize it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have your cell phone permanently attached toyour hand/hip&lt;br /&gt;[x] cried over a guy/girl you didnt even go out with&lt;br /&gt;[x] dated with a guy who really likes you but you have no interest in just to forget the one you truly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy paste it...&lt;br /&gt;it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for now...&lt;br /&gt;I'll hook you up on my life when I feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115612570598696392?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115612570598696392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115612570598696392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115612570598696392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115612570598696392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/confessions.html' title='Confessions...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115534218604714242</id><published>2006-08-12T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T08:23:06.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoic...</title><content type='html'>It's always very hard when I get sick.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back from the start,&lt;br /&gt;And build everything from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;Gawrsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to focus on my midterms,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't...&lt;br /&gt;Because of damned things that I wasn't supposed to feel in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not like this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't go crazy over something that is probably just a passing fancy...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it isn't a passing fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm more than this.&lt;br /&gt;I've become weak because of unforseen circumstances..&lt;br /&gt;Whick I don't want to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all to end.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll still look for it..&lt;br /&gt;I'll still long for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be me again.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the hakuna matata me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ... thing ... person ...&lt;br /&gt;is killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard I fight,&lt;br /&gt;I choose to succumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in the end,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many pains,&lt;br /&gt;tears,&lt;br /&gt;aches I have,&lt;br /&gt;I still want it.&lt;br /&gt;I still want him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stubborn can I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh...&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I want to punch a mirror,&lt;br /&gt;See the blood flowing out of my knuckles,&lt;br /&gt;Buit I won't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;I want to slit my wrist,&lt;br /&gt;See people gasp and stare at my death&lt;br /&gt;But I will look aloof to all the commotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everything around me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;And I will look for him.&lt;br /&gt;And when I find him,&lt;br /&gt;I will never let him go.&lt;br /&gt;I will not let time affect us.&lt;br /&gt;Because If he would know I'm there,&lt;br /&gt;He'll leave.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that happens,&lt;br /&gt;I will search the world...&lt;br /&gt;I will look for him.&lt;br /&gt;And when I find him,&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell him I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Then I can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But that is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm popping 4 pills a time...&lt;br /&gt;so spare with the drama.&lt;br /&gt;I'm emotionally unstable because of the meds.&lt;br /&gt;But what I feel wne wrote right now are all me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;Next time you hear from this blog i probably next week.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div 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Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115529633076428119</id><published>2006-08-11T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:38:50.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity...</title><content type='html'>I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted you guys to know I'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Midterms are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;So I gotta study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;After midterms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115477912094210722</id><published>2006-08-05T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T19:58:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets...</title><content type='html'>This isn't Mac...&lt;br /&gt;She just wanted this posted tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm her cousin...&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado...&lt;br /&gt;I give you Mac's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've been thinking of today.&lt;br /&gt;The shoulda woulda coulda has been buzzing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart has been pounding.&lt;br /&gt;My head spinning.&lt;br /&gt;My breath getting harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him...&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear his voice.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be beside him.&lt;br /&gt;But I think he doesn't even want to be near me.&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay...&lt;br /&gt;As I'm writing this,&lt;br /&gt;I'm think I'm going to faint.&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;But how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;She fainted afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever my cousin is referring to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you read this...&lt;br /&gt;And talk to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;You're the only person that made her feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;You're really something special.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realize that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115477912094210722?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115477912094210722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115477912094210722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115477912094210722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115477912094210722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/regrets.html' title='Regrets...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115469348323121793</id><published>2006-08-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:11:23.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit...</title><content type='html'>Only four days passed,&lt;br /&gt;But I went from heaven, hell and back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integration was great...&lt;br /&gt;Though I smelled like shit afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...&lt;br /&gt;I was in the rain with the person I wanted to be with...&lt;br /&gt;Though we weren't actually "together",&lt;br /&gt;It was still great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, there was a concert.&lt;br /&gt;Join the Club was there...&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my parents fight because of me.&lt;br /&gt;Duh...&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't want me to go out late at night,&lt;br /&gt;Then don't send me to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Our Theology project has been on my mind for too many weeks...&lt;br /&gt;We just reported today.&lt;br /&gt;And thank goodness we did good.&lt;br /&gt;Because if we didn't,&lt;br /&gt;There'll be hell to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one:&lt;br /&gt;Chico!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY DROP?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MISS YOU LIKE HELL!!!&lt;br /&gt;It won't be FaC without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one:&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that when it's only the two of us,&lt;br /&gt;You talk so sweet and you're so nice...&lt;br /&gt;But when there are others around,&lt;br /&gt;You act like you don't know I exist.&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;You know...&lt;br /&gt;I think you're my lucky charm.&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't tell anyone you called.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to keep that for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you don't even read my blog...&lt;br /&gt;HAayyy...&lt;br /&gt;I really like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115469348323121793?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115469348323121793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115469348323121793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115469348323121793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115469348323121793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/08/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115435291560331864</id><published>2006-07-31T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:35:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress...</title><content type='html'>Since my last post,&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know why.&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping for 4 hours at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;I look like an addict already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Problems have been arising left and right.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even able to go to Alexa's get together for her birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Alexa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much stress coming from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;When I get to solve one thing,&lt;br /&gt;Something bigger happens...&lt;br /&gt;And I have to solve it...&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF IT WASN'T MY FAULT IN THE FIRST PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw I have to go back to my stressful life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115435291560331864?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115435291560331864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115435291560331864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115435291560331864'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't recover files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to finish it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;The topic/s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why endless?&lt;br /&gt;It's endless for many reasons:&lt;br /&gt;Endless pains...&lt;br /&gt;Endless heartaches...&lt;br /&gt;Endless tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds sad doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is...&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to do fine even with all this crap I'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Wind and Fire is in my playlists lately...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling nostalgic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAN BEDA WON AGAINST LETRAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;After 16 years....&lt;br /&gt;We finally have a good chance of getting the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random things again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and give it to me bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115409802925413014?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115409802925413014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115409802925413014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115409802925413014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115409802925413014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/endless.html' title='Endless...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115392572380757487</id><published>2006-07-26T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:55:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture...</title><content type='html'>It's 10:30 in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;I should be sound asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm here in front of the pc...&lt;br /&gt;Doing a "break-in".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The integration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happenings at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to find refuge anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to school because of the integration&lt;br /&gt;and other things that I shouldn't be concerned with but I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to stay home...&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gonna have to face...&lt;br /&gt;The depressing sights and sounds of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I don't want to feel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything around me is killing me softly.&lt;br /&gt;As that girl from accountancy said...&lt;br /&gt;"It's sweet, gentle torture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not gentle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it definitely is TORTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can live to see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115392572380757487?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115392572380757487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115392572380757487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115392572380757487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115392572380757487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/torture.html' title='Torture...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115383582035752585</id><published>2006-07-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:57:00.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to publish 3 posts already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my laziness,&lt;br /&gt;my problems,&lt;br /&gt;and the lousy speed of the net..&lt;br /&gt;Aint helping me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See here I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna jabber about stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have anything in mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My present heartaches...&lt;br /&gt;I'm very troubled.&lt;br /&gt;I want all of it to end,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;And I am...&lt;br /&gt;But there is too much to study!!!&lt;br /&gt;My brain is melting...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna have that disorder,&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes squinting all the time...&lt;br /&gt;I spend too much time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Too much work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain caused me so many problems.&lt;br /&gt;The rain caused me too much pain.&lt;br /&gt;The rain caused me misery.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want the rain to end.&lt;br /&gt;I long for the rain...&lt;br /&gt;(And I don't think it's the suspension of classes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integration week this week.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can stand it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to play Dr. Phil...&lt;br /&gt;When I have problems of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy Dream Academy.&lt;br /&gt;Hope we can get it.&lt;br /&gt;But we can't even record the songs...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Just wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGAD reuntied.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED EVERY MOMENT OF IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was really a great picker-upper for me!&lt;br /&gt;I was so down for the longest time...&lt;br /&gt;I longed for the comfort of SAGAD.&lt;br /&gt;And I got it!&lt;br /&gt;Though it was only for I few hours,&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I was alive again...&lt;br /&gt;Because of the company of Kim and Steph.&lt;br /&gt;Add Tricco and Jamon...&lt;br /&gt;And I was in cloud nine!&lt;br /&gt;Even if after we met...&lt;br /&gt;I was flooded with the harsh reality that is my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful I was given a break.&lt;br /&gt;I really needed that boost from the 2 most important people of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;How random can I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments anyone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AND ATTACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakekek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115383582035752585?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115383582035752585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115383582035752585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115383582035752585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115383582035752585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/random.html' title='Random...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115354997601701444</id><published>2006-07-22T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T14:32:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish...</title><content type='html'>Boring.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here at a computer shop across FEU,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my classmates' basketball game to finish.&lt;br /&gt;So hot in FEU.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd melt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think we pay 40K per sem in San Beda...&lt;br /&gt;And they don't even allow us to play in the gym..&lt;br /&gt;Because Eque and the other basketball guys are training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been shit...&lt;br /&gt;Though it was my brother's birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take my mind out of my miseries,&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a list of songs that could define how I feel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye by Juana&lt;br /&gt;Pansinin Mo by Juana&lt;br /&gt;Set You Free by Side A&lt;br /&gt;You're a God by Vertical Horizon&lt;br /&gt;4 Seasons of Loneliness by Boyz 2 Men&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well by Boyz 2 Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be stoic.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game is starting.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBK later.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115354997601701444?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115354997601701444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115354997601701444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115354997601701444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115354997601701444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/foolish.html' title='Foolish...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115301551058241109</id><published>2006-07-16T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:05:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAGAD...</title><content type='html'>Why is it…&lt;br /&gt;That when I have all these problems on my shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel so low and forsaken,&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t think I can hold on anymore,&lt;br /&gt;When I need you guys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t go to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much…&lt;br /&gt;I feel so empty without you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like I went back to those dreaded days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything to see you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I've been wandering away from home for years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's only been five weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stops cause Kim goes online)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~change of emotion~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MAMA BEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGAD LIVES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115301551058241109?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115301551058241109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115252994691998086</id><published>2006-07-10T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:12:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unappreciated...</title><content type='html'>Why do they think I don't study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they think I'm only fooling around in college?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they see that I'm doing MY BEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GIVING MY ALL in college?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked my ass off since school started.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything but study, study, study.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I thought of slacking off...&lt;br /&gt;But I never did it.&lt;br /&gt;I was too afraid to fail.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover,&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to death to disappoint them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shot: nice!&lt;br /&gt;Second shot: okay...&lt;br /&gt;Third: uh-oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did my best.&lt;br /&gt;I studied.&lt;br /&gt;I memorized.&lt;br /&gt;I analyzed.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I think I still got a low score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I even failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY OKAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did study.&lt;br /&gt;I did memorize.&lt;br /&gt;I did analyze.&lt;br /&gt;I did all that I can to understand.&lt;br /&gt;And I did.&lt;br /&gt;But it was just that hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm asking is a little consideration.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to tell you ever since I was a kid:&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you realize that I am having a hard time...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I get high scores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But I know that already made a mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you found out I'm not like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought you appreciated my efforts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115252994691998086?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115252994691998086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115252994691998086&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115252994691998086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115252994691998086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/unappreciated_10.html' title='Unappreciated...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115252990440792612</id><published>2006-07-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:11:44.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unappreciated...</title><content type='html'>Why do they think I don't study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they think I'm only fooling around in college?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they see that I'm doing MY BEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GIVING MY ALL in college?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked my ass off since school started.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything but study, study, study.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I thought of slacking off...&lt;br /&gt;But I never did it.&lt;br /&gt;I was too afraid to fail.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover,&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to death to disappoint them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shot: nice!&lt;br /&gt;Second shot: okay...&lt;br /&gt;Third: uh-oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did my best.&lt;br /&gt;I studied.&lt;br /&gt;I memorized.&lt;br /&gt;I analyzed.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I think I still got a low score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I even failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY OKAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did study.&lt;br /&gt;I did memorize.&lt;br /&gt;I did analyze.&lt;br /&gt;I did all that I can to understand.&lt;br /&gt;And I did.&lt;br /&gt;But it was just that hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm asking is a little consideration.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to tell you ever since I was a kid:&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you realize that I am having a hard time...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I get high scores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But I know that already made a mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you found out I'm not like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought you appreciated my efforts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115252990440792612?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115252990440792612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115252990440792612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115252990440792612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115252990440792612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/unappreciated.html' title='Unappreciated...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115241209669648553</id><published>2006-07-09T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:28:16.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Tibs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Tibs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have this lousy feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have accounting homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family might be home in a few hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still look like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why I do my best to excel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a reason to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I don't want to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sounding emo again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help me move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115241209669648553?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115227831078664083</id><published>2006-07-07T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T21:18:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Im%20really%20sick%20and%20l0nely...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Im%20really%20sick%20and%20l0nely...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother is sick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A problem that has been looming in the past...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Has come back to haunt me and my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brothers and I are too young for this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My parents don't need this at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why is this happening to us?!?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why is this happening to me?!?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is all to hard to bear...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just hope I can stand through all this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just hope we can survive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why am I so unlucky?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe life is just really unfair...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115227831078664083?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115227831078664083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115227831078664083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Fr0m%20pila%20t0%20ghils..%20Haay,%20im%20tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Fr0m%20pila%20t0%20ghils..%20Haay%2C%20im%20tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the problem with believing.&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was only a joke:&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to believe any of it,&lt;br /&gt;for I had feelings from the start.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to be swayed to the illusion that it is true.&lt;br /&gt;I was contented in that fantasy of good feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had wishes for it to come true...&lt;br /&gt;But I pictured it in a more serene setting.&lt;br /&gt;I never really expected my wishes to come true...&lt;br /&gt;Especially this kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have believed.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends started to notice.&lt;br /&gt;They're not used that I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;It's so not me.&lt;br /&gt;One friend even told me I sounded emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking you to love me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that dumb.&lt;br /&gt;All I'm asking is...&lt;br /&gt;Uhm...&lt;br /&gt;Not to make a fool out of me.&lt;br /&gt;There is a big difference between like and love.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't abuse my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt so many times,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get hurt by you.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I want us to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;For whatever I did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;For everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to believe anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound emo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought i was gonna give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought I just had to face it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made it all change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115218511941987969?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115218511941987969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115218511941987969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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things straight first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tricco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been so fucked up when he came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let him ruin my dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, running away from the one I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then here comes a man I'm being forced to love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl in that soap where she gets an arranged marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those things only happen in movies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so I thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will really need a shrink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can fix my fucked up life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115193444628571526?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115193444628571526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115193444628571526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115193444628571526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115193444628571526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/shrinks.html' title='Shrinks...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115181162491962727</id><published>2006-07-02T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:40:24.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping...</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I even bother typing up these things...&lt;br /&gt;When I don't want anyone to know how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;I guess,&lt;br /&gt;The fact that no one really knows the whole story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of you can guess what the hell I'm talking about..&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never answer any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a quote from my cousin's phone:&lt;br /&gt;.."in love, never put yourself in a situation&lt;br /&gt;where you're not sure&lt;br /&gt;of where you stand in a person's life...&lt;br /&gt;NEver assume, never expect..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;That's what I didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;I assumed...&lt;br /&gt;I expected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this way before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really liked me...&lt;br /&gt;It was usually me who falls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you said you like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to believe...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;What if you were joking?&lt;br /&gt;What if you were lying?&lt;br /&gt;What if you were just playing around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I said I like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I'm saying is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to know all these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let this feeling go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once again,&lt;br /&gt;That damn reason stops me from doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody please answer me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want to answer me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try talking to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still hoping?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alcohol, meds and feelings are swirling in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted this to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to get hurt anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115181162491962727?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115181162491962727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115181162491962727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115181162491962727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115181162491962727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/07/hoping.html' title='Hoping...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115166678032460558</id><published>2006-06-30T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:26:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying...</title><content type='html'>It's only three weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I already cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to find out...&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would've been fine...&lt;br /&gt;But you're taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much that hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it can never be...&lt;br /&gt;But I still hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I've never written about a guy before.&lt;br /&gt;See how much you affect me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this feeling anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I know it will only hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stop crying...&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115166678032460558?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115166678032460558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115157808101436758</id><published>2006-06-29T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T18:48:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/D0nna%20and%20m0i!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/D0nna%20and%20m0i%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(348).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28348%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/M0i%20and%20steph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/M0i%20and%20steph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(343).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28343%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/M0i%20and%20abbey!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/M0i%20and%20abbey%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been three weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only time I'm able to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an overdue post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I tried to blog earlier, butit wouldn't save...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also blogged coz someone asked me to change his picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College isn't what everyone said.&lt;br /&gt;No culture shock.&lt;br /&gt;No dramatic changes.&lt;br /&gt;No nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It was a liberated highschool... with boys in my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to the FAC section.&lt;br /&gt;We're FACers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them are good kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are just nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you'd think why they look so nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and I'm the VP.&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the only girl officer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I' not boy crazy...&lt;br /&gt;It's just that we have 20 boys and only 12 girls.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in an all-girl school for 12 years...&lt;br /&gt;So blame me if I feel weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where the pictures will be posted...&lt;br /&gt;So bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unang Hirit went to BEDA.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Drew again...&lt;br /&gt;He remembered me...&lt;br /&gt;Haaaayyy.... (dreamy look).&lt;br /&gt;Saw Bamboo perform.&lt;br /&gt;Hottie Bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;Hottie Ira Cruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEDA Pep rally.&lt;br /&gt;Rivermaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCAA OPENING CEREMONIES.&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;That's my three weeks of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun?&lt;br /&gt;( I dunno...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;And by the way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO MISS SAGAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE CAN EVER REPLACE YOU GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115157808101436758?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115157808101436758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115157808101436758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115157808101436758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115157808101436758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/06/overdue.html' title='Overdue...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115115019890801894</id><published>2006-06-24T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T19:56:38.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(345).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28345%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/21062006203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/21062006203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Litrat01020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Litrat01020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(313).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28313%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(312).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28312%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the post...&lt;br /&gt;But I'l still put pics in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as what all the people were saying to me when I was in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't overwhelmed,&lt;br /&gt;nervous,&lt;br /&gt;scared,&lt;br /&gt;or whatever feeling that is I'm supposed to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS JUST SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topic:&lt;br /&gt;The FACers.&lt;br /&gt;My section.&lt;br /&gt;I love them!&lt;br /&gt;As in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love the gals...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love the guys...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of them at least..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll post more when I get the chance...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115115019890801894?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115115019890801894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115115019890801894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115115019890801894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115115019890801894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/06/post.html' title='Post...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/3403739/27973387742016l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794626.post-115097485809131609</id><published>2006-06-22T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T19:14:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(342).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28342%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(356).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28356%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(354).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28354%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(344).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28344%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/1600/Maccer(351).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6313/1966/320/Maccer%28351%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures first, post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794626-115097485809131609?l=sagad-masteki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/feeds/115097485809131609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794626&amp;postID=115097485809131609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115097485809131609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794626/posts/default/115097485809131609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagad-masteki.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures...'/><author><name>Maccer da Packer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06706808587421951509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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