<?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-8556427255412895386</id><updated>2011-08-03T12:34:32.859+08:00</updated><category term='project'/><category term='reblog'/><category term='daily project'/><category term='blog'/><category term='affiliate project'/><category term='tutorial'/><category term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>annoyingly yours</title><subtitle type='html'>the blog page of a college nutcase named shing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2597416402679525521</id><published>2010-11-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:13:00.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the day before you turn 18</title><content type='html'>it's november 2, 2010, 10:35 pm, and in just a few short hours, i'm FINALLY turning 18. i don't know if i need to see it as a special thing or not, because turnung a year older happens every year, but turning LEGAL is another. so i guess, yeah, i might as well be excited for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to the dress maker to have a fitting session. srsly, i've forgotten how these things went, and i got a bit scared when manang suddenly started pinning pins on the lining of the dress. it scared me because she was pinning them REALLY close to my skin, almost as if to a real close fit, so all the while i was thinking 'i hope the pin doesn't go through me. please, i hope it doesn't go through me~' :"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that, we made our way to the caterer's to finalize stuff for saturday. it was fun actually. the reception area was the showcase room, i think, and i saw most of their fancy napkin fold and table designs layed out. what i REALLY like seeing was the pictures of cakes. i chose one that realle looked good with my dress, because most probably i'd have lots of pictures with it. and yes, it's pretty. i fell in love with it the moment i saw it &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, the rest of the day was spent practically just paying for the stuff chie and i decided to buy online last night. it wasn't much of a hassle really. i've done countless of online purchases, and it's just a matter of finding online shops that won't steal or milk off your hard earned cash. yes, when i say hard earned, i mean it O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm expecting a few packages to be delivered to my house tomorrow \:D/ just to show you guys what i bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/mushpomato/image/4/photos/71/600x600/3/IMG-6602.jpg?et=SkTI6Z9uiM%2BWheNXslyngg&amp;amp;nmid=338076778" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://multiply.com/mu/mushpomato/image/4/photos/71/600x600/3/IMG-6602.jpg?et=SkTI6Z9uiM%2BWheNXslyngg&amp;amp;nmid=338076778" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;earth shiny happy bracelet by mushpomato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mushpomato.multiply.com/"&gt;http://mushpomato.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs189.snc4/37782_140596289306681_100000689324747_253184_7986320_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs189.snc4/37782_140596289306681_100000689324747_253184_7986320_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;princess vintage necklace by happy heart&amp;nbsp;accessories&amp;nbsp;shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/happyheart.shop"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/happyheart.shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't have a picture of the items i bought, but i might as well plug it here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanheartnature.com/images/template_header.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="33" src="http://www.humanheartnature.com/images/template_header.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;human heart nature (100% all natural beauty products FTW yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humanheartnature.com/"&gt;http://humanheartnature.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the first two, i'm glad to say that it was easy to talk to them. nothing a few texts can't fix :) and of course, they did the reminding, not me, so i say thumbs up (^_^)b payed for the items using gcash~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for HHN, i had an account set up a few months back. yes, i've been wanting to buy stuff from them since FOREVER but i didn't have the money to. now that there was a reason to actually buy something from HHN, chie and i grabbed the opportunity. can i just say that BPI has evolved into a wonderful new place? hihihihi~ i love their touch-screen electronic tellers and comfy seats. yep, first time i didn't have to stand up and line in a BANK. now THAT'S something :)) and since they have the electronic system, i didn't need to write anything down. just press in a few numbers and out comes the que number! the only problem they'd encounter though would be technical glitches and &amp;nbsp;of course, the crowd sitting in front of them waiting~ they should just open up more counters if you ask me :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--shing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2597416402679525521?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2597416402679525521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-before-you-turn-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2597416402679525521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2597416402679525521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-before-you-turn-18.html' title='the day before you turn 18'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7946136655354553250</id><published>2010-11-01T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:58:40.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the hairbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;like i said, i spent most of the afternoon trying to piece&amp;nbsp;accessories&amp;nbsp;and other stuff that i THINK would look good with my dress. seriously, i have yet to see it tomorrow morning because they scheduled my fitting TOMORROW. and due to the lack of awesome stuffs (vintage, loli and the like) in the regular malls, i opted to seriously scourge the net for some proper items.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;although online shopping seems to be fun (yes, i admit to that), the most bothersome fact in this line of business is if the seller doesn't really respond to your queries about a certain product. well, yeah, i found the stuffs i liked and inquired about them, but i have yet to get a response.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;but after almost 2 days of not getting any message via note or text, i thought of skipping the whole thing and actually just make my own. truth be told, i gave up on wear a crown/tiara on my head because the good ones were usually sold already and i wouldn't stand a chance if i had one custom made. so i opted for ribbons instead :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TM7T4u8FugI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fcztNlSRIcU/s1600/IMGP3677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TM7T4u8FugI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fcztNlSRIcU/s320/IMGP3677.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sky blue and white polka dot fabric ftw!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i made use of &lt;a href="http://forum.threadbanger.com/showthread.php?t=3912"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;tutorial to help me. yep, i found a lot of em but this seemed pretty good :) and it made use of some fabric too, not just ribbons so it made more sense :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;aaaaaand i made another one for chie. although i still don't know if this should go on as a headband or something to put on her neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TM7U187H6oI/AAAAAAAAAfk/YabLDcOjEq0/s1600/IMGP3678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TM7U187H6oI/AAAAAAAAAfk/YabLDcOjEq0/s320/IMGP3678.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(chie, you decide and then tell me :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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hairbow'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TM7T4u8FugI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fcztNlSRIcU/s72-c/IMGP3677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3305658613540567100</id><published>2010-10-30T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:52:31.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the long sembreak post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i wonder why every night for the past couple of weeks, i've told myself to BLOG something, even the SMALLEST thing, but night after night i would spend hours staring in front of the pc and do NOTHING and then turn it off at 12 midnight (or later than that) without even getting one single blog post done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i hope you're ready for some hard, long ranting folks :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so two weeks ago, i've entered into the the yearly 'stagnant' phase entitled 'sembreak'. during highschool, sembreak meant a) freedom and b) more time to cram. recently, i've just discovered that sembreak for college folks is just freedom. that's it. it's like entering a three week summer period where in the first few days you just practically SAVOR the feeling of not going to school and not having to do anything and then for the next remaining weeks, you're just definitely ITCHING to go out with your blockmates or bug your highschool friends who never had a sembreak to begin with in their new college life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes, pity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i remember reading shaniqua's stat when they went into the sembreak mode: 'i swear i won't say 'i'm bored' ever again during this sembreak' or something relatively close to that. it made me want to say the same thing because for the whole first semester, i was just practically crawling to get things done, submitted and finished. i was cursing every subject especially when the last two weeks rolled in and even lit couldn't stand a chance against it. i was practically spewing out venom because everything was JUST TOO HARD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when sembreak rolled in, it was heaven for the first few days. and then i started missing my blockmates. believe it or not, i really HAVE gone and attached myself to them with sticky glue. i started missing them, and when i saw some of them again when we had an outing, a great sense of relief washed over me :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess that's the way it is. the first sem was indeed challenging. there were many ups and downs and i really didn't think i'd get close to them the way i am right now. i love them so much &amp;lt;3 i don't think any day would be complete if tj didn't annoy the heck out of me, or if i didn't see leya and joanne talking about the most random things in FB, or if vernon didn't go philosophical on me, or even if mico didn't throw my brain into limbo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they totally complete my day :) i must admit to that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so much for an introduction :)) let's get to business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A) FIRST SEMESTER GRADES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they weren't BAD really :)) i passed my first semester minus the flying colors because of math and physics, but they real were okay :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ENG11 - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LIT13 - B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MA11 - C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PYS 1 - C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PSY 2 - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FIL - B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PE - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i don't think they're that bad really~ i'm happy and content with my cQPI (2.97) but i know i could've done better. oh well. on to the next sem! :)) i plan on studying to get As. i'm serious. i want to be a DL and prove myself that i CAN. if len could do it, then so could i.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;B) DEBUT PREPARATIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i placed this as priority number one this sembreak. for the past few weeks, my parents and i have been battling it out. it seems like at first, we didn't know what to do, and then second, our ideals clashed a lot (although we've come to resolve them all... well, until the food that is) and now i have yet to chase the people i invited if they were REALLY coming or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TMr7doCx2YI/AAAAAAAAAfY/S6Bkgm82NHM/s1600/34393_160266247339447_100000682192496_353924_4218062_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TMr7doCx2YI/AAAAAAAAAfY/S6Bkgm82NHM/s400/34393_160266247339447_100000682192496_353924_4218062_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my debut invitation!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;at least i got the invitation done. THIS is something i actually liked doing. this must've been the BEST part &amp;nbsp;of all \:D/ looking for a dress design didn't even come close O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but then again, i don't really understand how lame the first dress shop we tried out was. first, they were unsure of what to do. then it took them days to get things finalized. and what's more, they really lack coordination. not that i'm saying they're not good, but uh... you're not convincing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so in a mad rush, we went to the dress maker who made her wedding gown before and got things done there. although they didn't give us a price to work with, i'm still hoping it would be below 4k. my mom and i raced to divisoria and actually braved the rains to get the material needed for the dress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i hope it was worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now all i need is a pair of shoes and a bunch of&amp;nbsp;accessories. those are easy to find anyway :)) didn't focus much on them for the past few days but i will tomorrow :P moreover, i need to find stuff to decorate the place with because it's needed. i was hoping we'd end up using tito G.'s garden but they all voted for the 3rd floor of the La Casa MIA because right now, rains just unpredictably come ._. i don't want everyone to be drenched during my celebration &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;C) SECOND SEMESTER SCHEDULE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TMr9tbCPReI/AAAAAAAAAfc/VhEEp6EXjKI/s1600/2i6mbk3+copy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TMr9tbCPReI/AAAAAAAAAfc/VhEEp6EXjKI/s400/2i6mbk3+copy.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my second sem schedule!&lt;br /&gt;(fyi, the background is a supercell cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;nothing's really changed much about my schedule. well, BALLROOM DANCING will obviously be the death of me and i hear my fil prof's a terror teacher, but i have yet to verify that for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now, i'm content with what i have and i don't want to change it anymore. i just want to eventually pass my second semester with flying colors this time :)) there's a possibility that i can do that, just as long &amp;nbsp;as i study a bit more harder \:D/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers to a great sembreak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- shing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3305658613540567100?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3305658613540567100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-sembreak-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3305658613540567100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3305658613540567100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-sembreak-post.html' title='the long sembreak post'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TMr7doCx2YI/AAAAAAAAAfY/S6Bkgm82NHM/s72-c/34393_160266247339447_100000682192496_353924_4218062_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3864243807988199409</id><published>2010-09-26T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:03:20.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>cosplay mania x -- 6 more days to go!</title><content type='html'>and i found the official poster :) plugging it in ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosplay.ph/microsites/cosmania/img/cosmaniax/CMX-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://cosplay.ph/microsites/cosmania/img/cosmaniax/CMX-web.jpg" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3864243807988199409?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3864243807988199409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/cosplay-mania-x-6-more-days-to-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3864243807988199409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3864243807988199409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/cosplay-mania-x-6-more-days-to-go.html' title='cosplay mania x -- 6 more days to go!'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3557434811676559919</id><published>2010-09-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T22:28:02.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Bo's Coffee @ the MVP basement</title><content type='html'>the only thing i like buying from Bo's Coffee is their chocolate shake, although sometimes i'd wish i had the courage to ask if they could put whipped cream on it too. i think it's unfair that they don't put whipped cream on their chocolate shake :&amp;lt; the only way i got to indulge myself with it was the time amberber bought this caramel cappuccino and she let me eat some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, last thursday, amberber and i discovered something REALLY yummy from Bo's Coffee -- THIS cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ4Fx6XJLXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-Dys2umiEuA/s1600/IMGP3402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ4Fx6XJLXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-Dys2umiEuA/s320/IMGP3402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i forgot what it's called though ._. i definitely splurged on this one because it looked OH SO GOOD. this cake definitely made my day &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ4GyP0V3eI/AAAAAAAAAdk/01p41yyvgqw/s1600/IMGP3403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ4GyP0V3eI/AAAAAAAAAdk/01p41yyvgqw/s320/IMGP3403.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it was so good, even amberber bought her own cake :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;--shing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3557434811676559919?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3557434811676559919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/bos-coffee-mvp-basement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3557434811676559919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3557434811676559919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/bos-coffee-mvp-basement.html' title='Bo&apos;s Coffee @ the MVP basement'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ4Fx6XJLXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-Dys2umiEuA/s72-c/IMGP3402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2832038783023077088</id><published>2010-09-25T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T20:09:51.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>may nag text~!</title><content type='html'>what a lame title :)) but i couldn't think of anything else ._. i think it's better than naming this blog entry as 'my new phone' or worse 'my new baby' @_@ that'll make me sound like a retard :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes, i DO love my new phone despite the criticisms i get that it ain't QWERTY. who cares if it isn't? i still think that having a touch screen is SO COOL &amp;gt;M&amp;lt; i can't believe i managed to have one in my lifetime even :)) i'm betting this is my (very) advanced birthday gift from my mom, so i'm treasuring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also love the cute little pink blob i bought from Clipper @ 99 pesos. it lights up when i text some/ someone texts me/ someone calls me/ i call someone. it lights up when nothing happens as well, so it's a bit creepy, but i can live with that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some shots... because i took the time to take them ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ3lD38qenI/AAAAAAAAAdU/YxRy4IKemTk/s1600/IMGP3398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ3lD38qenI/AAAAAAAAAdU/YxRy4IKemTk/s320/IMGP3398.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ3lVIrHY9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HPTPJKNKhoo/s1600/IMGP3399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ3lVIrHY9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HPTPJKNKhoo/s320/IMGP3399.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ3lmS0hGaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ft0cps5ZXeI/s1600/IMGP3400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TJ3lmS0hGaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ft0cps5ZXeI/s320/IMGP3400.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fufufufufuf so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2832038783023077088?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2832038783023077088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/may-nag-text.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2832038783023077088'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3676151769000901540</id><published>2010-09-16T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:28:53.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>Day 03 — Your favorite television program</title><content type='html'>i don't watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3676151769000901540?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3676151769000901540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-03-your-favorite-television-program.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3676151769000901540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3676151769000901540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-03-your-favorite-television-program.html' title='Day 03 — Your favorite television program'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3653955312415566344</id><published>2010-09-15T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:51:24.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>Day 02 — Your favorite movie</title><content type='html'>I know not a lot of people know this movie, but i absolutely ADORE this &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnSgSe2GzDc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnSgSe2GzDc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even took the time to dload it and watch it again and again and again. the concept is highly fascinating, the cinematography absolutely cool and hell, the symbols are somewhat hard to understand but i managed to understand them anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the way how the characters seem so... human. i mean, sure it's got this sci-fi feel to it, but then again, the characters in this movie act so normal, it's unbelievable. and how things end up the way they do... it's just awesome. i was even ranting to shani that 'if that's not what you call 'destiny' and 'you're made for each other', then i don't know WHAT is'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it starts confusing since the movie's not basically arranged in a linear fashion, and YES, you have to make your brain work to understand what's actually happening on the screen, but it's all worth it once you finally know everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it's about love, it's not purely the cheesy crap you see on the big screen. sure, they're cheesy but somehow you end up not feeling it at all and instead, you start seeing the significance of love, of yourself and how a person truly means to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a bonus, i learned from my GIFT teacher that this movie was inspired by an answering machine. how the story writer managed to connect things together... i am impressed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3653955312415566344?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3653955312415566344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-02-your-favorite-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3653955312415566344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3653955312415566344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-02-your-favorite-movie.html' title='Day 02 — Your favorite movie'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-9221570852663435985</id><published>2010-09-14T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:52:31.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>Day 01 — Your favorite song</title><content type='html'>after some hard deliberation, i guess this is my all time favourite song, even if you turned the world upside down and inside out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6IIZ5tP6v7s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6IIZ5tP6v7s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBELA by JOIN THE CLUB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after so many years, this is the song that i usually end up singing when i'm alone and sad. yeah sure, i've had loads of songs as my emo songs, but this one hits home every time. i guess maybe it's in Filipino, that's why it ends up hitting the x mark and goes through my feelings every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the melody is obviously slow, but the chorus is catchy enough to make you want to sing it. the lines are cheesy, but it reflects how every single love i've felt turned out: hurt, miserable, unrequited -- but in the end of it all, i was still willing to wait it out until i was SURE there really was no chance in hell for it to ever work out , thus forcing myself to forget already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i don't want that pattern to keep on repeating itself again and again. God knows that my heart's been burnt more times than i could even count, so i hope it stops :)) maybe that's why i'm trying my best not to fall for anyone -- i'm too scared to even want to try anymore. i've had enough of broken hearts :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-9221570852663435985?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/9221570852663435985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-01-your-favorite-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/9221570852663435985'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;found this from pia p.'s lj... i'mma start this tomorrow \:D/ i hope i can make it :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;simply put, the 30 day blog challenge is just blogging something related to the theme for each day, for 30 straight days. for someone like me who rarely has the time to write (but who WANTS to write), i guess this'll definitely be a challenge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so! for those who want to do it as well, here are the themes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 01 — Your favorite song&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 02 — Your favorite movie&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 03 — Your favorite television program&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 04 — Your favorite book&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 05 — Your favorite quote&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 09 — A photo you took&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 13 — A fictional book&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 14 — A non-fictional book&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 15 — A fanfic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 19 — A talent of yours&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 20 — A hobby of yours&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 21 — A recipe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 22 — A website&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 23 — A YouTube video&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 25 — Your day, in great detail&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 26 — Your week, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 27 — This month, in great detail&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 28 — This year, in great detail&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;now let's DO this :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3064602791575351151?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3064602791575351151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-day-blog-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3064602791575351151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3064602791575351151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-day-blog-challenge.html' title='the 30 day blog challenge'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1046101538462348614</id><published>2010-08-30T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:12:02.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>the extra curricular</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;who says all i've been doing is sitting in class and listening to my teachers all day long? that's boring, obviously :P i'd like to plug in two of the things i'm overly excited about because i'm FINALLY going to do something awesome \:D/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xa.yimg.com/kq/groups/30325516/homepage/name/738032?type=sn" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://xa.yimg.com/kq/groups/30325516/homepage/name/738032?type=sn" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sneak Peek: September 8, 2010 (wednesday) during the JSP week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Toujin Bazaar: September 20-25, 2010 (tentative)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Colayco Pavilion, Ateneo de Manila University&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so somehow, i ended up deciding to be a&amp;nbsp;marshal&amp;nbsp;instead of a hostess. yes, you might say that fear got the better of me so i clicked on the word 'marshal' instead. and i don't have money for extravagant costumes and the like -- how am i going to survive with only my wardrobe? well, if the bar allowed casual clothes, that would've been cool, but it's a 'bar' and the image i can only form inside my brain is the image of Le Mirage *remembers yaoi con days*.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After going to one orientation/training session, i actually think my job's pretty easy. it's something i can DEFINITELY handle -- with a smile! :D plus, there are some people i know who're marshals too, so it's all good :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/profile-ak-snc1/object2/115/117/n128142343866134_7788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/profile-ak-snc1/object2/115/117/n128142343866134_7788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;October 2-3, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Function Room 5, SMX Convention Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;THIS i swear i'm looking forward to. I went all the way to Magallanes for the meeting and i'm glad i saw ate Sheri and ate Ice and Kuya Shin and Kuya C2 and Kuya Mark again. Kuya Glenn didn't appear, but it's alright :) we all know he's in it anyway :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I ended up going to Secretariat rather than marshaling for this one. i was actually tempted to go to the Cosplay team, but then... can i REALLY do THAT? Entrance and Exit seemed so much easier to do anyway :) plus, we'll be sort of front liners for everything -- so we're kinda special too :D I can't wait for October for this one &amp;gt;M&amp;lt; yeah, i'm getting hyped up for volunteering, but who cares? at LEAST i have something awesome to do :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so that was just a shameless plug, but i hope you guys can check them out ;) it'll be FUN :D it would be awesome if you can spot me too ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;--shing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1046101538462348614?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1046101538462348614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/08/extra-curricular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1046101538462348614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1046101538462348614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/08/extra-curricular.html' title='the extra curricular'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4666776079369125754</id><published>2010-08-11T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:54:24.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>writing without a thesis statement this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;no, this is a BLOG and it'll stay that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;one of the many reasons why i've abandoned this tiny internet space of mine is because i've been doing papers for both english and lit and both, frustratingly, need to have this some certain structure to them. i admit, i am guilty of this one: i never do the coherence shiz. i fail at it, regrettably, but blogs don't exactly force you to comply with that. i don't think readers would give me a B or an F just because they didn't seem to get my thesis statement or because i don't exactly adhere to some criteria. with that said, get ready for some serious and intense rambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;another good reason why i haven't blogged is because i was emotionally fucked up for the last few weeks. given that my hormones have somehow reacted violently with the way they were jostled, tossed around and made to do somersaults, i think i give this reason some credit. I mean, i don't really like writing when i'm not cool and at war with the rest of humanity. that'll just make me sound a whiny b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;itch who couldn't know any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but these past two weeks have indeed tested me. i'll get to the academic part later, but for now, let's talk about the emotional aspect of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i. am. indeed. a. martyr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but that doesn't mean i can't get out of being one. there were indeed times when i thought i wouldn't get over my little momentary one sided fling, but i guess i've finally jumped over it. i'm quite happy that i'm not bound anymore, that i don't need to cry anymore, that i don't feel hurt or anything for that matter. i'm quite pretty content at how things are right now, and if it &amp;nbsp;were indeed possible, i'd wish it would stay the same until i graduated college. it took me a long time to realize it, but without chie and anapat to baby me or bea (palomar) and shaniqua to listen to my incessant rants, i've finally realized how it is to stand on my own two feet. yes, i DO have my blockmates for all the love, guidance and support and i thank them wholeheartedly for that, but in a way, they've treated me as an adult (or at least a mature human being) rather than to coddle me and thus forcing me to depend on my own devices to finally close that gap there is in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;WOOHOO! 10 points for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;with that said, i guess i'd shift now to the serious side of things: academics. over all, i guess i have to admit that i haven't really been exerting much effort and force. well, not to the point that i've gone ahead and abandoned my social life to befriend books and notebooks, the way i did back in highschool. right now, i'm starting to realize that college is not just about academics but about instilling will power in your everyday routine. i've already warmed up sufficiently to my college life, and i guess i feel comfortable in it, if not totally at home, and sadly, i've realized that i've been too happy, indulging myself to its earthly pleasures (don't get me wrong, they're innocent enough :|) that i've seem to have forgotten how it is to be a student.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the moment i get home, i turn on the computer with the reason of checking my mail because my teachers upload their ppts and such. but later on, i get distracted with the internet, and i'm a victim of the mass brainwashing power that the net has. and i can't believe i fall for this every single night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;in school, i choose to stay there, specifically at rizal lib, because of a) aircon and b) the silence. naturally, i take advantage of this greatly by studying there until around 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;which now moves us to the next topic: my mom's trust in me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i actually question it. a WHOLE lot. she seems to be a bit pissed by my habit that i'd go home at 3 because i'd rather study there than at home. when i DO get home, she takes it that i've been with my blockmates again, hanging out with them. first, she doesn't believe i study at the lib. second, i don't think she thinks hanging out is really a nice idea of wasting time, when all you do is talk and gossip.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;right now, she's pissed at the way that i got home at 9 because i ate dinner with my block. can she blame me if i feel hungry? can she blame me if i got blinded by the fact that someone was going to take me home for a change (hi vernon! thanks ha \:D/)?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i've even come to think about this as rational as i could. looking back and remembering all her stories about her college days, i think my mom's just worried that i'll turn into someone like her. i mean, not in a bad way or anything, but she DID have her share of some college mishaps and happiness that drove her to forget about schoolwork and such.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but i did promise that i wouldn't stray from the righteous path. and i rarely break promises. it's, again, just a matter of will power, and i'm risking it. it's just that i just need her to trust in me more. i can make it, God knows i can, but i don't want her to start doubting my motives as to the reasons why i come home late. for me, they'd always have a good reason. i have yet to find a bad one, but in my opinion, i don't think i'll buy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so for now, i'm just hanging on to a string, still fixing my life when i thought i've gotten it fixed already. i'm pondering on a lot of things in my life right now, but i don't think i've gotten into a rut. not yet. and i think i can handle the pressure. i always do, in the end anyway. i just pray that my wings could take me just a bit farther -- enough to prove to myself that i deserve to be in the school i'm in, and that i can do even better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;oh that would be just cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;-shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4666776079369125754?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/4666776079369125754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/08/writing-without-thesis-statement-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4666776079369125754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4666776079369125754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/08/writing-without-thesis-statement-this.html' title='writing without a thesis statement this time'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1714874847677310912</id><published>2010-07-21T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:07:44.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>just another fence i need to jump</title><content type='html'>i'm not pretty sure what i want to say right now. i'm all muddled up, but i'm definitely happy. i don't want to focus on the negative things, but i need to face them. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just another fence i need to jump. it's just another one of those obstacles that i've seen again and again, and this time, i'm going to make it. i want to change too. i don't want to stay the same person, to commit the same mistakes and all that crap. i want to learn something new now, and i just need that little push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this time i've found that push. maybe this time i'll be able to do this, to stay strong, to keep on smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just another test -- and i can prove that i WILL survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note: lookie this cute thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dragonadopters.com/images/dynamic/avatars/be3b24cd788b2c1049eb0d0b2231faa4.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dragonadopters.com/images/dynamic/avatars/be3b24cd788b2c1049eb0d0b2231faa4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't rainbow sheep cute? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1714874847677310912?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1714874847677310912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-another-fence-i-need-to-jump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1714874847677310912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1714874847677310912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-another-fence-i-need-to-jump.html' title='just another fence i need to jump'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7650972358986284326</id><published>2010-07-04T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T10:28:09.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>yours truly was on tv</title><content type='html'>here's an easy way to get your mug face on the big screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever you see this awesomely big bad ass camera just standing on its stand, you walk towards it, smile at the lens, and then shout 'IS THIS ON?', add a little wave towards it and flash a genuine, drunken looking smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is how i got interviewed for Y Speak's Shout Out during the Toycon :)) i can feel that manong camera man was inwardly laughing when he saw me just staring at the lens, laughing and pointing at it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYAQSimCTKo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYAQSimCTKo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJQJmC2sDBU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJQJmC2sDBU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh -- it's the only thing you can do when you see a familiar face on TV :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-7650972358986284326?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/7650972358986284326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/07/yours-truly-was-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7650972358986284326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7650972358986284326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/07/yours-truly-was-on-tv.html' title='yours truly was on tv'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1837919940026309298</id><published>2010-06-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:53:30.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>the gist of my life -- in two weeks time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.plurk.com/6173786_ea47b09111b8db5753f77a8e9728d159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.plurk.com/6173786_ea47b09111b8db5753f77a8e9728d159.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, i put that up there for a reason: because it's so damn true. especially during math and physics, the lecture picture seems to hold some reasonable resemblance to me, even if i'm not 2D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm supposed to be working on a helluva stuff. honestly, i should've worked on them HOURS ago, but i wasn't up to it this afternoon or this morning. instead, i made myself happy by wrapping my books in plastic cover, listened to the sacred air remix of sleepless beauty, wishing i could play it as well, going for a short siesta, waking up at around 3 realizing that i haven't eaten properly (yet again) and demanded food... in the form of pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a saturday :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't get me wrong, i was mulling non stop about my life. i am an utter fool to admit that i finally know what's missing, but i would be more so if i admit to what it is. i'm not stupid. i've made my promises, and i'll keep them. i'll muster up all my will power to submerge this nuisance. quoting from chie, who quoted from her blockmate: '... ang mainlove, TALO'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm done with these facts and figures, i SWEAR i'll go back to my yaoi addiction. that'll make me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1837919940026309298?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5797558598892507584</id><published>2010-06-24T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:42:10.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>where did the drive go?</title><content type='html'>i don't know why, but there seems to be something off in my life lately. but don't get me wrong, i'm enjoying school immensely -- it's just that i've seem to have come to a point of stagnancy, of being stuck in the middle: i can't move forward because something from the past is dragging me back. unless i finish what i've started long before, i can't enjoy what's happening right now because it's just stuck in my mind... with mighty bond, no doubt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what's more, i can't put things in their right place. i want to do this, i want to do that, i HAVE to do this, i HAVE to do that. do you understand? no i don't either... and that's the friggin problem here O_O. it's like i'm saying i don't HAVE any priorities right now, when i'm SUPPOSED to have them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to get things straight and move on. there are so many things that i feel is dragging me down, and i want to break away from those. the question i ask myself constantly is HOW i should go about it, but somehow i can't seem to answer it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely, i'm scared for myself. i'm scared that i can't make it. earlier this morning, i felt like crying hard when it was time to announce the Filipino diagnostic tests results. a huge part of me was saying i'd fail it and i wasn't ready to accept it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was JUST a diagnostic test. what if it was something way bigger?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know anymore. i can't believe that lack of competency i'm in right now. i no longer BELIEVE. heck, i can't even DREAM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so frustrating &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--shing &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5797558598892507584?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/5797558598892507584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-did-drive-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5797558598892507584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5797558598892507584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-did-drive-go.html' title='where did the drive go?'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(photo by Joy Reyes via Facebook)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;seriously, i feel like i'm in high school, except i have loads of free time, less subjects and... well, a tighter and bigger bunch of friends to hang out with :)) not to mention i get to go home at around 4, which is totally cool~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;downside, i'm getting darker and darker in color because of walking under the sun each and every day. i somehow can never remind myself to bring my new umbrella... i don't get it either &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; i mean, i even picked out a pretty shade of cyan and i still can't remember to pick it up from the table outside. sheesh~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but that's just a side effect -- i can't pretty care much about being dark anymore: the prospect of going to school seems more heavier than that :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first days were of course, filled with introductions and anxieties. especially when you're first subject's math, you definitely have to give it your best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;unlike other 'first day experiences' i've heard from my other friends, my first day consisted of getting pep talked about the 'diagnostic tests' in both math and filipino (filipino had it in for us -- they didn't do a pep talk, they just gave the whole thing) which we needed to score good in, unless we wanted to go to the basic class instead of being in the regular one. that pretty much got me scared, especially for math since they're giving us until the end of june for a review, so i've been frantically getting my blockmates to help me out. we've even had our first study session at the new rizal library :P hardcore~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;come the next day, english and lit weren't so bad -- in fact, i can say that i pretty much enjoyed it. so much that i even volunteered to become class beadle for lit (i just want to relive my jap elective class rep status all over again while i have the chance, you know?). i picked lit, not english, because i seem to like lit more. not because of the teacher, but because when i looked at the syllabus, my mouth broke out into a grin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;right now, i want to thank all my english teachers from 1st year to 4th year, and all my creative writing teachers: they've already given me half of the reading list :)) spoon fed much? definitely yes :P i even laughed when i saw the words 'house of the spirits' because damn, it's REALLY haunting me :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;physics -- i like the teacher. i hope she likes me too. and i hope she reads my comments/suggestions... i wrote her a letter as to WHY i chose physics as my nat sci :P my cousin and i are physics classmates though... wonder how in the world am i going to live up to the last name~ i know he's good with physics... so i just have to try HARDER. again, i hate being compared, so i'll make sure i do everything in my power to keep people quiet. i mean, i cut my mom off when she starts comparing me with him because it annoys me -- she hasn't done that in YEARS and just because we're in the same college, my parents are dumping the fact that i have to BE good for the family name's sake. sure, i know it's for my own good too, but i can feel that it's more towards that than anything else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;the answer: be on the &lt;b&gt;dean's list&lt;/b&gt;. you wait for it. i DO have plans on landing as one. i'm not sure how i'll go about it though :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but for now, it's happy mode with my blockmates. there are still a few people who i haven't talked with ever since Orsem, so i'll just have to find the time to get to know them better. here are some things i learned while roaming around campus with them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1. i've always thought that walking with a guy (or a bunch of em) was taboo and pretty much awkward. now i don't think so at all :)) it's pretty much normal to be hanging out with them, eating lunch with them and just kidding around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2. the rizal library is a haven -- aircon, internet, fluffy seats and you can sleep there too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;3. sweating to the point that you think you're starting to smell is perfectly okay :)) no, i'm not kidding :P i've seen upper class men basically dripping in sweat and it's considered normal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;4. sir. rivera really is back at the ateneo... hmmmm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;5. being beadle has its own tiny&amp;nbsp;privileges&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;6. the DSWS is a golden place -- they sell second hand books and you get it for almost half the price ^U^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;7. gonzaga hall (or the 'caff' as TJ says it) is one of the busiest places in ateneo. i'd rather avoid the place... unless i need something to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;8. first day filipino diagnostic test really is THAT hard: even our TNTs admitted they never finished that test :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;that's it for now :) hopefully, i survive the next weeks ahead!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;--shing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5865769422050829849?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1309093164955806596</id><published>2010-06-14T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:30:39.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reblog'/><title type='text'>ORSEM 2010: ZOOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBWmr2GZdYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aXH4vpons1c/s1600/scan0006.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBWmr2GZdYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aXH4vpons1c/s320/scan0006.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;what can i say? ORSEM was the BEST thing that ever happened to me~ and if ever we had to do it for one whole month, i would be at least a few pounds lighter than i am now :)) no seriously :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;admittedly, i thought the first day would be terrifying -- first days usually really are like that, but it ended up fun either way. i even met joanne unexpectedly while finding our way to the college covered court (a place i haven't seen EVER).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;everything went smoothly after. our block's totally awesome: we're composed of kalog people who're crazy. we both have ms and mr congeniality, love teams at the very first day, rockers, dancers, singers -- you guessed it, we're a pretty talented bunch ;) although we suck at mob-ing :)) and that's a fact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and i learned that dancing while standing on top of chairs is an awesome way to get people to notice you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our TNTs (Talks and Tours) were awesome too. ate nina, ate dar, ate abi and ate tal made sure that we were still happy albeit the heat, the sweat and the mob-ing (seriously, i can't get enough of that word :P). yep, i love them very much. for those 3 days, it seemed like they were all on drugs coffee and chocolate :P i love kuya ryan too because i think he embodies the REAL essence of the word 'hyper' :)) can't forget the dance moves too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;to sum it all up, i'm reblogging a note Joy posted on FB because i love the way she put everything all together:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What I've learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A. A banana is not merely a fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;B. Knock knock jokes = forever the best way to pass the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;C. "100 Steps 'til AirCon" is a very relevant phrase for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;D. And nope. A TnT is not a detonating bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;E. You shouldn't bring your camera out when you have a wild performer (ie Raymund Marasigan) onstage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;F. Mob apparently means run around the campus wildly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;G. When they say you have to run, you really have to. No excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;H. The Pacific Ring of Fire isn't at the Pacific Ocean, it's somewhere in Katipunan Avenue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I. Apparently, you can dislocate your shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;J. And be severely double-jointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;K. And swim on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;L. And be a totally sociable arnis player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;M. I may not like Charice Pempengco but Pyramid is an amazing song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;N. So is Good Girls Go Bad. (But I like CS so that's a different story.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;O. Nope. A mustard is not merely a condiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And most especially..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;P. C2 is not merely a drink &lt;b&gt;(It's actually the best block ever.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was mentally debating with myself earlier, thinking if it were better to write something long and serious (and boring..) or a less guarded one; obviously, the more rational (and honestly, the lazier) part of my brain won. Hence, this almost nonsensical post which only people who did go through the OrSem experience will understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ate Dar, Ate Nina, Ate Tal and Ate Abi.. Thanks, you guys. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;C2, let's have a rocking year. Yes? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;(I'd sing Start of Something New but that'd be totally juvenile. Not to mention cheesy. So I'm not going to type it here. I'm singing it in my head, though..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;--shing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1309093164955806596?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1309093164955806596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/orsem-2010-zoom.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1309093164955806596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1309093164955806596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/orsem-2010-zoom.html' title='ORSEM 2010: ZOOM'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBWmr2GZdYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aXH4vpons1c/s72-c/scan0006.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7579383852687111284</id><published>2010-06-05T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:31:47.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>the 1st sem schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs593.snc3/31283_124354384263967_100000682192496_182143_1916177_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs593.snc3/31283_124354384263967_100000682192496_182143_1916177_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you could see it clearly, i placed it here too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlisting online using the AISIS was&amp;nbsp;undoubtedly&amp;nbsp;easy, and to think i panicked the moment i woke up in the morning of June 3. Hahahahaha! it was pretty self explanatory and i had no trouble at all navigating through it. Yes, i STILL have a problem navigating through pages that need a lot of work, so i'm all praises with the AISIS right now -- and to think i hated it 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, i'm pretty content with my schedule. tuesdays and thursday are FTW and i'll live through fridays and wednesdays, what i'm on about is my monday schedule. i mean, what the-- 3 hours of idleness? meeeeehhh... i'll find something to do about it O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and if you're wondering why the hell i chose physics when it was apparently obvious i was nearly strangled by it during senior year, i have one concise answer for it (and this is partly how shani feels too): i want to RE-learn it ._. i didn't learn anything so might as well take my time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another is that i'm taking tai-chi for PE. seriously, wtf is it? i don't understand wiki &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; oh well... fridays, please take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in short, for the next... how many months? this will be my life cycle, and i sincerely hope i can stick with it, along with my usual antics. hehehehehe~ but one thing's for sure, i WILL survive. mark my words :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-7579383852687111284?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/7579383852687111284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/1st-sem-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7579383852687111284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7579383852687111284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/1st-sem-schedule.html' title='the 1st sem schedule'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2386519617113106131</id><published>2010-06-01T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:34:07.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday blog'/><title type='text'>ready for school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TASCNwCvthI/AAAAAAAAARw/xq_hAdnD2k0/s1600/IMGP2704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TASCNwCvthI/AAAAAAAAARw/xq_hAdnD2k0/s320/IMGP2704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, i've always put off fixing my room until the last minute, but i've finally managed to fix it this morning :) so this is how my new workplace'll look like (ignore the stack of papers and my laptop at the side~ i'm busy &amp;nbsp;doing something :)) ). i actually like the way all the clutter suddenly vanished and made way for SPACE &amp;lt;3 i've even went as far as raided Office Warehouse, Japan Home Center and National Bookstore for all the nifty little storage boxes you can see in the picture~ and the books have been dusted too, although i forgot to make this year's inventory of books -- i just remembered to do it last night, but i don't think i have the time to do it this week~ (maybe i'll do it next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i sure am ready to go to school especially after i received this in the mail yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TASDURS1uXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I9v4-YUpKbA/s1600/IMGP2705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TASDURS1uXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I9v4-YUpKbA/s320/IMGP2705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the OrSem letter!!! (hahaha, yeah, i hid the envelope purposely... you STALKER :P) i've always wondered when it'll arrive, and i guess it's finally here~ i'm loving it :) (-- McDo?) i feel like i want it to be June 3 already so i can enlist and then i want to pay my tuition already and get my ass hauled to school~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? i can't help it :)) everyone else i know is in school already (e.g. La Salle and CSB)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2386519617113106131?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2386519617113106131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/ready-for-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2386519617113106131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2386519617113106131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/06/ready-for-school.html' title='ready for school!'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TASCNwCvthI/AAAAAAAAARw/xq_hAdnD2k0/s72-c/IMGP2704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1787766147886039476</id><published>2010-05-31T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:55:51.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>annapat spotted with my grad gift!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs593.snc3/31283_123589767673762_100000682192496_178016_355047_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs593.snc3/31283_123589767673762_100000682192496_178016_355047_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken during lorraine's epically awesome debut :&amp;gt; see? my grad gift DOES have uses of its own ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes, looking at it, i feel the looooooove~ i mean, i spent so many days stitching all of them, and most ended up getting a bit bloody because of the late night sewing sessions (you can guess how much my fingers took a toll) and well, i felt so happy that annapat's gone and used it to decorate her cellphone with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy &amp;gt;//////&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1787766147886039476?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1787766147886039476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/annapat-spotted-with-my-grad-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1787766147886039476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1787766147886039476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/annapat-spotted-with-my-grad-gift.html' title='annapat spotted with my grad gift!'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2454265629789095084</id><published>2010-05-31T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:32:27.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutorial'/><title type='text'>the awesome grad gift project: お守り (o-mamori) tutorial</title><content type='html'>(as requested by valerie co... because she said it would be awesome if i did a tutorial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i'm happy that the grad gift project is no longer a secret, since i'm posting this. i'm glad that they're finally out to the people i intended to give them to and i hope they find some sort of use for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first of all, what IS an Omamori,?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.japannewbie.com/images/journal/omamori_gakugyou/omamori_gakugyou3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://www.japannewbie.com/images/journal/omamori_gakugyou/omamori_gakugyou3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in simple words, they're Japanese good luck charms, but i'd rather feed you more info about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;according to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Omamori"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Omamori (Japanese: お守り, o-mamori) are Japanese amulets dedicated to particular Shinto deities as well as Buddhist figures. The word mamori (守り) means protection, with omamori meaning honorable protector.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its main function is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The amulet covering is usually made of cloth and encloses papers or pieces of wood with prayers written on them which are supposed to bring good luck to the bearer on particular occasions, tasks or ordeals. Omamori are also used to ward off bad luck and are often spotted on bags, hung on cellphone straps, in cars, etc. for safety in travel. Many omamori are specific in design to the location they were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They often describe on one side the specific area of luck or protection they are intended for and have the name of the shrine or temple they were bought at on the other. Generic omamori exist, but most of them cover a single area: health, love, or studies, to name only a few. It is said that omamori should never be opened or they lose their protective capacities. Amulets do not expire, however they are commonly replaced once a year to ward off bad luck from the previous year. Old amulets are usually returned to the shrine or temple so they can be disposed of properly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the idea of making one when i saw kate had one dangling from her id strap. obviously, it was hand made (and it was made pretty well too -- i commend the person who made it) but i never got to ask who made it for her (although i think... i have my guesses :P). i was thinking she would've helped a lot but... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm don't have a pretty clear idea how to actually make one, but after a bit of research, a bit of guessing and totally rummaging the drawers for some material, i was able to think of a way to create an omamori. so, as a disclaimer, this isn't the OFFICIAL way you make an omamori, and moreover, this idea was born out of pure desire to create a grad gift suitable and presentable enough to my beloved friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that said, let's start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pattern paper (i used some extra board paper i had left)&lt;br /&gt;a ballpen/pencil&lt;br /&gt;scissors&lt;br /&gt;cloth -- something that won't fray at the edges (i used canvas)&lt;br /&gt;some pretty paper you want to write your prayer/message on&lt;br /&gt;pins&lt;br /&gt;needle&lt;br /&gt;thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jiYxtpVoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HEtk5yCFn9E/s1600-h/IMGP1777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jiYxtpVoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HEtk5yCFn9E/s320/IMGP1777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trivia about the cloth i used: while looking for some material, since i didn't have enough money to buy, i came across that place mat. yes, it's a place mat and i've had it since kinder. i used to bring it to school when i ate lunch and another when i had art :) i have two of these but since my mom requested that i should keep one, i only made use of one place mat. it's all right :) -- i think :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first of all, you get your pattern paper and draw a rectangle that's at least as big as your palm. Omamoris are supposed to be as big as your palm (and no bigger), but if you like the cute and tiny sized ones, then by all means, draw a small rectangle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S5zCaUibsAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/u2AHH7-Ht_w/s1600-h/omamori.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S5zCaUibsAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/u2AHH7-Ht_w/s320/omamori.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after drawing your rectangle, snip off two sides in a way that it'll look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jiBZZSplI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2r3qu2RL-Jg/s1600-h/IMGP1778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jiBZZSplI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2r3qu2RL-Jg/s320/IMGP1778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then get a longer piece of your pattern paper and draw your pattern two times, the square ends connected together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6ji7449RVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FJzfE4xQV5I/s1600-h/IMGP1779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6ji7449RVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FJzfE4xQV5I/s320/IMGP1779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, get your cloth and trace the pattern at the back with your pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jjP1sAnsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ewNY8B_9LVw/s1600-h/IMGP1781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jjP1sAnsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ewNY8B_9LVw/s320/IMGP1781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tracing, you go ahead and grab your scissors to cut them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jjkm7awOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0iq0faXaBy8/s1600-h/IMGP1782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jjkm7awOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0iq0faXaBy8/s320/IMGP1782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're making a lot then continue until you've finished cutting every one of them and then set them aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nCAq8dy4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/5N33F_0xrnw/s1600/IMGP1783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nCAq8dy4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/5N33F_0xrnw/s320/IMGP1783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, take out a small piece of paper -- the one that you're going to put inside the omamori itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nCjySVrPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/w0m65TksgGw/s1600/IMGP1784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nCjySVrPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/w0m65TksgGw/s320/IMGP1784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fold it in half and then put on top of the first pattern you made, make sure when you put the paper on top, there's a bit of an allowance at the sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nDJLlO4kI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Zfo84ZcySEY/s1600/IMGP1787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nDJLlO4kI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Zfo84ZcySEY/s320/IMGP1787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, if the paper's too big, you have to trim it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nDroh3XqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/J38o7IB66Xk/s1600/IMGP1786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nDroh3XqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/J38o7IB66Xk/s320/IMGP1786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nEr5rMmPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qa2Teb45nGg/s1600/IMGP1788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nEr5rMmPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qa2Teb45nGg/s320/IMGP1788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make it a bit clearer, i've put the paper inside the second longer pattern we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nFJeDSKUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3lsxxIOPcQs/s1600/IMGP1790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nFJeDSKUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3lsxxIOPcQs/s320/IMGP1790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now go ahead and keep/throw the patterns if you want since we won't need them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, depending on how many omamoris you're making, you cut a few more of the ones we tried 'fitting in'. since i'm lazy and bad with the scissors when it comes to paper, i used a paper cutter instead ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nGGHCnQtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/mUj4CeEdDtg/s1600/IMGP1792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nGGHCnQtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/mUj4CeEdDtg/s320/IMGP1792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nGmy2VB2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/q1UH_mk8s8k/s1600/IMGP1793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nGmy2VB2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/q1UH_mk8s8k/s320/IMGP1793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a lot of em for me :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take out your ball pen and write something on the paper. when i say 'something', it means you have to write a prayer of some sort, wishing the person you want to give the omamori to with something. you can go ahead and write 'pass the exam' or 'find true love' or even 'sleep well at night' ;) it depends on what that person needs praying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nHKgSIxQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BS946uCQs9w/s1600/IMGP1794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6nHKgSIxQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BS946uCQs9w/s320/IMGP1794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take out the cloth we cut awhile ago and fold it in half, right side out then&amp;nbsp;bring out your pins, needles and thread :) sew the edges except for the top part of the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in short, follow the red lines at the edges and sew on that area until the broken lines :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S55MnFJHKYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/q_eOuz0JeXY/s1600-h/omamori.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S55MnFJHKYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/q_eOuz0JeXY/s320/omamori.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insert&amp;nbsp; your paper inside. if both your material and paper are too thin, then opt to slip board paper the same size of your prayer paper inside as well, so that the omamori would be sturdier -- it does need to be some sort of flat board&amp;nbsp; and not just some thing you can crumple in your hand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TAOTYbkFu6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4GrlrKJbCtE/s1600/IMGP2699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TAOTYbkFu6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4GrlrKJbCtE/s320/IMGP2699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to sew the top! this time, use small stitches -- the ones that you can barely see -- at at the edges. this is also a good time to sew in a looped thread that will serve as the 'handle' of the omamori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TAOUITmMzDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YDUAfB9DF3k/s1600/IMGP2700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TAOUITmMzDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YDUAfB9DF3k/s320/IMGP2700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can also opt to just sew in a smaller loop and go buy yourself the ones that they use in cellphone straps :) anything actually can do for this one -- it just depends on how you'll use the omamori (remember, you can attach it to your bag, to your cellphone and even to your car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now then, i've been looking at a lot of omamoris and i noticed that it wouldn't be complete withouth the the knot at the top. i looked for something similar and ended up using this butterfly cut-out i found :) hahaha. i stuck with it since it looked fine eitherway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you sew it at the top (avoiding the paper) and there you have it! an omamori!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TAOVM5lmo0I/AAAAAAAAARM/szfLfIic5z4/s1600/IMGP2701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TAOVM5lmo0I/AAAAAAAAARM/szfLfIic5z4/s320/IMGP2701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, it has something written on it at the front, but i found it heard to sew japanese characters on the cloth so i gave up :| i didn't want to ruin it further anyway :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, you have to educate the person you're supposed to give an omamori to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all the rules, you should tell them that an omamori SHOULD NEVER BE OPENED no matter what. having an omamori as good luck is fine, but if opened, it would have the opposite effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another is that you shouldn't have two omamoris at the time, since they would ultimately fight each other and would be then useless -- they won't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, omamoris amazingly have a life span of one year :) usually, omamoris are returned to the shrines you brought them from after one year because by then they would lose their effectivity :) -- but since i'll be giving them out, i guess after a year, they can go ahead and keep it as some sort of keepsake or momento :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the awesome grad gift project has now come to a close :) yey! on to the next project! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2454265629789095084?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2454265629789095084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-grad-gift-project-o-mamori.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2454265629789095084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2454265629789095084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-grad-gift-project-o-mamori.html' title='the awesome grad gift project: お守り (o-mamori) tutorial'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6jiYxtpVoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HEtk5yCFn9E/s72-c/IMGP1777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-8644767113815288617</id><published>2010-05-31T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:17:47.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the blog re-model (may 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i suddenly thought of re-modelling my blog because of two reasons:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. it lacked the cutesy factor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. it's not updated anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so viola!~ a remade blog with a new me in it :) say goodbye to the old highschool me and say hello to the optimistic (yet still a nut case) atenean named shing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;one of the many things i've changed in this site is the presence of affiliates and features i WILL be working on the next few days. plus i guess i'm still continuing my projects, but i'll finish them first before i go posting :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so with that said and done, wish me luck for another round of randomness-ity and loads of other crap and fun :) i'll try my best to update because seriously, i missed it. writing, i mean :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;--shing &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-8644767113815288617?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/8644767113815288617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-re-model-may-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8644767113815288617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8644767113815288617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-re-model-may-2010.html' title='the blog re-model (may 2010)'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-627551587261328851</id><published>2010-05-12T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:42:11.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>just hear me out -- the college musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;officially, i haven't really said anything about my college. of course, you've heard incoming frosh from UST and La Salle and CSB and UP say something (for example their scheds) but me, as an incoming Atenean frosh, i haven't said anything to add to the whole 'hello college life!' mix -- it's just because our school wouldn't really start operating on us frosh until June hits... and it's still early May, so yes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;but enough of that drama, i've finally found something that got me interested to go to school: the annual OrSem :&amp;gt; links up for those who want to look! --&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.orsem2010.com/"&gt;http://www.orsem2010.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;as their tag says '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: 'trebuchet MS', helvetica, arial; font-size: small; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0px;"&gt;nO otheR univerSity doEs it the way we do | adMu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: 'trebuchet MS', helvetica, arial; font-size: small; line-height: 0px;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;i'm just totally hyped up about it &amp;gt;M&amp;lt; my cousins who graduated from admu says that those 3 days (well, it was a week for them anyway~) would have to be the BEST experience we'll ever have :D i hope so too ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;so, i know you just read 4 paragraphs worth of bragging, but hey, i've always wanted to do it too~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;COLLEGE HERE I COME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;--shing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-627551587261328851?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/627551587261328851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-hear-me-out-college-musings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/627551587261328851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/627551587261328851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-hear-me-out-college-musings.html' title='just hear me out -- the college musings'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4376949252691049310</id><published>2010-04-29T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:44:27.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Light's Out Final Serving: Dolce~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3UNq40AI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VIQOD2ZBuk8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3UNq40AI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VIQOD2ZBuk8/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This day was just lalalalalalalaLOVE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i'm writing this blog 4 days after the actual event, i guess it's fine. i mean, we're all still high about it, and i've somewhat calmed down to collect my thoughts properly. otherwise, you'll all be reading my epic rantings about... well, the yaoi con, in general :&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have to admit, that day must've been the best day of my whole entire life. and not to mention the roadtrip kuya andy and i took just to get there~ makati is such a huge and confusing place. plus i don't think i'm destined for that area because i rarely saw jeeps and tricycles, plus the MRT was too far away ._.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so no, makati, you are not my destiny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, although the venue was small, it was just perfect for around 120 people (give and take a few more) to actually fit in, roam around, and get cozy. there were tables selling the most gorgeous stuff (the green fujoshi shirt T_T i was eyeing that one the whole time but noooo~ they ran out of stock &amp;gt;&amp;gt;), trinkets here and there (see my blue star earrings? -- chie and i had to start squabbling like kids on that one) and all the other funny little things you'd probably have heard about but never saw (seme-uke shirt? yes plz).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the bathroom~ can i say the bathroom was just like our secret base LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3ewvZyeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Azn3T_i8PE4/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3ewvZyeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Azn3T_i8PE4/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the balcony was just awesome~ i felt like i was on top of the woooorld~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3h45fuMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9wTgf2rPDMs/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3h45fuMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9wTgf2rPDMs/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were short talks too. and they were all just funny, and you couldn't help but smile and laugh along with everyone else. for example&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;topic: why we read yaoi~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;answer (1 of 3): for shits and giggles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;topic: who usually reads yaoi~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;answer(1 of many): girls from private catholic schools! (hoh yeah!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;topic: why do we act this way~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;answer: no one knows why. it's still a mystery ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see what i mean? it was all so very interesting to know that some people actually get SENT to japan to study the fujoshi culture. or if not, i'd like to quote what one mod said -- '&lt;b&gt;i went to japan to learn how to read porn&lt;/b&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(that seriously just made me laugh ;P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the library was just super cozy~ and it had all the yaoi goodness piled up on the table~ yep, i can admit i've read most of them... maybe around 65% of those mangas i've already read :P so even if some were still in japanese, i could browse through the pictures again and again because i knew what they were saying anyway. uhuh, that's how addicted i am :P i dunno about the twins though -- they must've read all of em already LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were some fun stuffs to do too. i got tempted to do a tarot card reading (more on that on the next post because it's rather a long one and it has a certain place in my heart) and then there were cookies and sandwiches for lunch, ate amanda's booth was there too, there were film viewings, at least one quiz and we stalked the ate during komikon who said she'd be releasing a new comic during the yaoi con (another reason why we came).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i even got to see ate camille after 3 years &amp;gt;M&amp;lt; WOOHOO!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3rpsBCnI/AAAAAAAAANA/z7lwr1OcaX0/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3rpsBCnI/AAAAAAAAANA/z7lwr1OcaX0/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but maybe the highlight of the whole entire day was the butler cafe~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3mepsYOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DWtIjU3aIaw/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3mepsYOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DWtIjU3aIaw/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;generally, i don't think it had anything to do with the yaoi, really. well, sure, if you think about the other butlers being in love with the others, then fine, i call quits. but in my opinion, since there were loads of girls during the event (majority really were fan girls, after all :P), why not add another generally well liked idea -- a cafe?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, ozine had this maid cafe :P (although i didn't have enough guts to actually enter it &amp;gt;&amp;gt;) and a whole lot of guys turned up for that one &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the start, chie and i were eyeing this certain butler (ohoho &amp;gt;M&amp;lt;) but in the end, we wanted to take home kuya xid and ate seven (respectively cid and kune for those who don't know) because they were just hagfasfdjksbnd AWESOME. during the first few minutes, we were all awkward and all, but then when the games arrived, aun na~ we were just playing, and laughing and spending all those 5 peso coins chie and marik brought just for that occasion :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can i say? the 300 was worth it :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed a bit longer because everyone else (meaning the gang) had to leave early~ so i stuck it out to watch antique bakery (korean ver.) alone (but not alone because there were still a lot of people) and then i ended up winning a raffle :P the yaoi manga should've gone to marik because they called her number first, but it ended up with me soooo~ it's mine &amp;gt;M&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another bonus of going home late:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3ozE2MZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eM_PqnnF2fE/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3ozE2MZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eM_PqnnF2fE/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel good day much? you bet it was. so much that i want to repeat it all over again. HA! in my dreams~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--shing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4376949252691049310?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/4376949252691049310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/lights-out-final-serving-dolce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4376949252691049310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4376949252691049310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/lights-out-final-serving-dolce.html' title='Light&apos;s Out Final Serving: Dolce~'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S9k3UNq40AI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VIQOD2ZBuk8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-199208594966394769</id><published>2010-04-22T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:37:17.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>my first pay envelope</title><content type='html'>(no pictures ._. forgot to bring my camera :&amp;lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really~ yesterday was the first meeting i ever went to that had my tummy in knots and doing somersaults every few minutes -- i was even praying silently 'don't forsake me lord~ please~'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not over exaggerating anything &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from yearbook meetings, i haven't gone to a meeting alone really :P maybe that factor scared me a lot -- i didn't have chie to depend on because she wasn't there and it wasn't a project we were working on together. yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite my discomfort, the moment i stepped inside itallani's, miss b and miss aves were&amp;nbsp;insisting&amp;nbsp;we should eat first before discussing anything. and even while eating, they were just randomly&amp;nbsp;advising&amp;nbsp;me about&amp;nbsp;things&amp;nbsp;(college, stuffs, boys~ ganun). so by the time we actually started doing the modules, i was already at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, i love them both &amp;lt;3 they're totally awesome people :tighthug: plus they love to laugh too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, maybe there were still some things that i lacked in my work, and since mail failed us all (miss b wasn't able to&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;the second part &amp;gt;&amp;gt; mails why are you so fail?!?) she had to read it on the spot :P hahahaha :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i was able to receive my ever first pay envelope :&amp;gt; but i gave it to ma because really~ i've always wanted to do just that ;) (saw it in a commercial once, and asked around: ibinibigay ang unang sweldo sa magulang. palaging tandaan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-199208594966394769?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/199208594966394769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-pay-envelope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/199208594966394769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/199208594966394769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-pay-envelope.html' title='my first pay envelope'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2343333246888054617</id><published>2010-04-22T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:09:59.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>komikon 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-6q9NS9aI/AAAAAAAAALg/dEpsYfbBEPs/s1600/komikon+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-6q9NS9aI/AAAAAAAAALg/dEpsYfbBEPs/s320/komikon+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;because we pleaded like crazy, chie and i managed to go to this summer's komikon 2010 -- and yes, it WAS worth it :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~ i had so much fun looking at all those indie comics that when we got home, chie and i suddenly thought of making one ourselves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now we're basically a team called 'inkbox' and we're still dragging people with us -- but more on that later :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can actually say that i liked komikon because of the crowd. maybe cosplay events really aren't for me after all: i get hassled just by looking at all those complicated looking things they're wearing. i mean, in anime, sure it looks pretty essential but in real life, it doesn't. more so if their props hit you ._. and they won't even say sorry :&amp;lt; that just bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so komikon is the one for me &amp;lt;3 you still see the creativity -- but it's on paper ;) so it's better :D (but that's just me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-8BB4sEPI/AAAAAAAAALo/gUo-KrZEuHw/s1600/manix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-8BB4sEPI/AAAAAAAAALo/gUo-KrZEuHw/s320/manix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HOH LORD I WAS ABLE TO LET MANIX ABRERA SIGN MY KIKO MACHINE 5, AGREE TO TAKE A PICTURE WITH ME (courtesy of chie -- thanks so much buddy!~) AND SHAKE HIS HAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i didn't faint on the spot~ lalalalalalalala A DREAM COME TRUE! LIKE C'MON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i now know how shani felt when she was able to see neil gaiman :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stastruck much? I AGREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-822v7nzI/AAAAAAAAALw/dw3joHhDy3w/s1600/ichie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-822v7nzI/AAAAAAAAALw/dw3joHhDy3w/s320/ichie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;then chie and i had the spare time to actually eat something from The Chocolate Kiss cafe (which was on the second floor). they're cake's so YUMMY :&amp;lt; i want to eat there AGAIN ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to to persuade someone to bring me a slice home... oh, and their twining infused iced tea &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't see enni here yet because... well, maybe because we were at the front of the cafe and we didnt get to explore the rest of it. there were mo seats hidden at the back part, but we didn't go there anymore ._. (should've done so though :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, komikon, even with just a 50 pesos entrance fee, was to my total and complete satisfaction :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2343333246888054617?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2343333246888054617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/komikon-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2343333246888054617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2343333246888054617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/komikon-2010.html' title='komikon 2010'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-6q9NS9aI/AAAAAAAAALg/dEpsYfbBEPs/s72-c/komikon+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7447555249537941505</id><published>2010-04-22T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:54:57.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>shy's 18th :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-48qcNODI/AAAAAAAAALY/RSudXl2aQbQ/s1600/shy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-48qcNODI/AAAAAAAAALY/RSudXl2aQbQ/s320/shy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(i know it's a bit late to do a blog about this but oh well~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got invited to shy's debut -- and oh lord was it fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw many people who i didn't get to see for WEEKS (how more if it's lorraine's~ hmmmm) and it's was in Dad's so: EAT ALL YOU CAN &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to change seats for 3 times ._. until we got back to out original chair which was like 'whut? dito lang rin tayo bagasak? HUH' but no worries~ we had to sit with a couple we didn't know, but it's all right (basically, they didn't mind that we were too damn noisy for out own good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what really was amazing was that shy herself had to change costume 4 times ._. and everytime it's just 'woah shy~ ganda ng damit mo!!!' and even her hairstyle changed with each and every one ;) -- i don't know how they did it so quikly buuut~ i think it's magic :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday shy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-7447555249537941505?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/7447555249537941505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/shys-18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7447555249537941505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7447555249537941505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/shys-18th.html' title='shy&apos;s 18th :&gt;'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8-48qcNODI/AAAAAAAAALY/RSudXl2aQbQ/s72-c/shy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-9200341679874369562</id><published>2010-04-13T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:05:34.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily project'/><title type='text'>daily project: GET THOSE TICKETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8RbJv8GBBI/AAAAAAAAALI/G0GraYdDq84/s1600/dolce+lights+out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8RbJv8GBBI/AAAAAAAAALI/G0GraYdDq84/s320/dolce+lights+out.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so maybe you've seen me flaunt this little poster before, and yes, you might've heard me rant non stop about this, but today was THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY GOT THOSE TICKETS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since it was chie's request...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8RcAyrHu3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/2WdvAfTmlW8/s1600/IMGP2056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8RcAyrHu3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/2WdvAfTmlW8/s320/IMGP2056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAHA!!! you'll all WANT that invitation, swear, when you see what's inside :P Thanks to ate Khursten of Lights Out! (thanks for waiting for me &amp;gt;M&amp;lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;references: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/lightsout_con/"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/lightsout_con/&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;-- check it out for more details :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-9200341679874369562?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/9200341679874369562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/daily-project-get-those-tickets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/9200341679874369562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/9200341679874369562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/daily-project-get-those-tickets.html' title='daily project: GET THOSE TICKETS'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S8RbJv8GBBI/AAAAAAAAALI/G0GraYdDq84/s72-c/dolce+lights+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4734143044995695137</id><published>2010-04-12T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:16:19.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily project'/><title type='text'>daily project: donate the books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i remember way back then when my mom and i actually hauled upstairs the basket of books that my brother and i didn't need any longer. that was at least a year back, and i was only now that i was able to actually donate them and see them off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, for one, it was only recently that i discovered that we actually HAD a library near us.So okay, maybe it wasn't THAT near since we had to ride the tricycle to go there, but it's near enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;anyway, a few days back, i asked the manong guard if they accepted donated books, and he said yes, they did. that was saturday then, and they were kind of closed. so come today, i dragged all of those books down there and dropped them off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;really, all you had to do was read their policy and sign the waver. that was it :) you guys might want to give it a try too -- that is, if you do have books to donate :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greater Project 4 Branch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(District 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;P. Tuazon Avenue, Barangay Marilag, Quezon City&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Librarians: Mr.Arturo Lagrimas; Ms.Carla Mendoza; Mr.Noel Sacramento&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 4 computers for OPAC, encoding, with WIFI&lt;br /&gt;02 438 2208, email: artlagrimas@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;M-F 8-6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOK DONATION POLICY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;The Greater Project 4 Public Library is always pleased to receive book donations from various donors and supporters. Donation of books had helped augmenting the collection development. The books and other materials are accepted with the understanding that they may be retained, discarded and used at the discretion of the library.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  The Library is sincerely grateful for the generosity of individuals wishing to donate materials; however, experience has taught us that the following guidelines are necessary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol class="ptext" style="color: #333333; font-style: normal; line-height: 22px; padding: 10pt; text-align: justify;" type="I"&gt;&lt;ol class="ptext" style="color: #333333; font-style: normal; line-height: 22px; padding: 10pt; text-align: justify;" type="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donations will be added to the collection only after the items have been evaluated to determine if they meet the collection development requirements.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Selected books can now be processed and will be distributed to main or to other QCPL branches.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the material determine to be inappropriate for the collection, the Library reserves the right to dispose material to its best advantage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Such disposition may include :&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donation to other libraries&lt;br /&gt;donation to local or other institutions or organizations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The library is not obligated to keep donated materials for any length of time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;basically, that's our library here. you can go search the net if you want to look for the library nearest you :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;--shing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;resources: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.qcpubliclibrary.org/"&gt;http://www.qcpubliclibrary.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4734143044995695137?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/4734143044995695137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/daily-project-donate-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4734143044995695137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4734143044995695137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/daily-project-donate-books.html' title='daily project: donate the books'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2267556726596814952</id><published>2010-04-12T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:04:15.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>this summer~</title><content type='html'>well, basically, it's not like i didn't have any plans at all this summer. sure enough, i've already accomplished SOME of them :P it's just that i haven't been able to update this little space of mine because at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. i feel damn ass lazy to&lt;br /&gt;b. i feel like i'm THAT tired (but i stay online at least until 12)&lt;br /&gt;c. i don't feel like opening my blog at all&lt;br /&gt;d. the yaoi manga's calling me -- it's beckoning me and i cannot resist :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pretty much sums up a thousand and one excuses i could actually list down here to make you guys believe me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as for now, i'll write down all the things i planned and will do this summer: because this IS the summer to do stupid things :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. earn loads of muneh -- currently in progress! yey!&lt;br /&gt;and under this would be:&lt;br /&gt;a. get 5 blurbs finished per week done&lt;br /&gt;b. get 5 articles per month done &lt;br /&gt;c. wake up early every morning (this one is really a drag &amp;gt;&amp;gt;)&lt;br /&gt;d. finish current project under (secret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. buy loads of outfits for college&lt;br /&gt;--this has actually been done several times now, all with chie of course :) because it's awesome to look for sales with somebody you know who won't freak out when you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.clean the computer room and make it study-able enough&lt;br /&gt;--somewhat in the process. i can't seem to find the heart to actually throw away a few precious artifacts i found... but they really have to go &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. get started on actually finishing the freshman kit they gave me in ateneo a few weeks back&lt;br /&gt;--i REALLY should get started working on this... it's not like i don't care, but seeing a doctor to test me out doesn't look really appealing (because i hate waiting and going to a doctor actually spells WAITING with a capital W)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. have a good time at the yaoi con&lt;br /&gt;--do i need to explain this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. practice the 'green' lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;--green as in environmental. i've been always trying to do something about it, and now i actually can :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. go on a diet... or at least lose a couple of pounds&lt;br /&gt;--because i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. make notebooks&lt;br /&gt;-- because i don't want lined notebooks anymore plz :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. PPCRV&lt;br /&gt;--because elections really IS just around the corner:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. enjoy this summer&lt;br /&gt;-- this might be my last, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't thought about any projects for now, but i've accomplished some already but i just haven't actually written it down or had any pictures taken. don't worry, i'll try my best :) i want to document every special little thing i've done anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2267556726596814952?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2267556726596814952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2267556726596814952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2267556726596814952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-summer.html' title='this summer~'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-258940040038406789</id><published>2010-03-30T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>working with the kiddies</title><content type='html'>this summer, i've found myself tackling a... well, a pretty challenging task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my tita, who owns MindGym Inc. (&lt;a href="http://www.mindgymphilippines.com/"&gt;click here for their official website&lt;/a&gt;), asked me to become an art assistant, i thought it would be a pretty easy job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but the kiddies proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm saying they're pretty difficult, but they really are kiddies: the playful type. they're all cousins (some are brothers and sisters, which i find cute :D) but they all get along pretty well. they like taking breaks (oh yes they do) and they're all under 5 yrs old. javi's 10 and he just got transferred to sir mar's care -- but he's also a sweet kid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the kiddies for you, and i have to help sir arnel to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my first day at work, i was really just finding my place in the huge room -- because i really didn't know what to do. in the end, after around 3 sessions of seeing the kiddies, i guess i've found my place: practically an all around person :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what's fulfilling in teaching the kiddies is that you see them at work while doing their artworks, and in the process, you get a clear picture of what they really are. kat's really what a girl should be, andres is really all-out when it comes to cleanliness, even in his work, mateo has a story beneath every masterpiece, martina likes organizing colors and javi's almost at the stage wherein he has to let go of his childishness, but it's still there as of the moment, so everything's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make a rowdy bunch, and sure, maybe they don't talk too much to strangers (like me), but they're amiable sort of kids who gets swayed easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what makes them all so lovable :)) yep, i love working with them so much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-258940040038406789?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/258940040038406789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/working-with-kiddies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/258940040038406789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/258940040038406789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/working-with-kiddies.html' title='working with the kiddies'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1905655631223586956</id><published>2010-03-29T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:48.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>anna pat's 18th -- pure win :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S7CROGjv7VI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Jpr2SGUEW08/s1600/IMGP1941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S7CROGjv7VI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Jpr2SGUEW08/s320/IMGP1941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although my feet were slowly dying in my shoes, i still enjoyed last night :)) the food was awesome and oh lord, seeing my friends again (and so many other familiar faces) made me so much happy, i was high the whole night :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus the fondue kinda added to my already sort -of hyper induced brain :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yep, i managed to pull my 'much more beautiful person (by bowling for soup)' stint off :)) the whole day i was singing it and i was kinda wondering if i was really going to pull it off, because first, it's ROCK and second, this princess doesn't DO rock (although maybe i like listening to it, but i don't sing it out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure everyone was pretty much amused, and i guess i did well because anna pat liked it, so so much for the embarrassment but OH WELL :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i failed to do though, was to arrive early. as a consequence, i only had 2 pictures with kitty ko at photo booth because the thing closed at 10. and i arrived at around 9 30 &amp;gt;&amp;gt; that just sucked, but it was fine :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shani just had to sing that song =)) epic win :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was awesome anna pat! congrats! you can now rest your jumpy nerves :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1905655631223586956?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1905655631223586956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/anna-pats-18th-pure-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1905655631223586956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1905655631223586956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/anna-pats-18th-pure-win.html' title='anna pat&apos;s 18th -- pure win :))'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S7CROGjv7VI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Jpr2SGUEW08/s72-c/IMGP1941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3741305605319160887</id><published>2010-03-29T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>finally! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S7COSKkKZxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5J5B77ujh6k/s1600/IMGP1920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S7COSKkKZxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5J5B77ujh6k/s320/IMGP1920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh yeah baby! i'm on my way to becoming an atenean! finally :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days back (march 26, 2010), ate lorraine accompanied (and toured yet again) me in AdMU. although ate has been there for about 3 years already, we kinda got a bit lost in xavier hall, but it's all right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my mug shot taken on that day too :)) IF I JUST KNEW BEFORE HAND, i'd have fixed my hair, combed it straight or something but nooooo~ my hair was a mess and there was this white board right under my chin that had my student number scrawled on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guess it, i was kinda laughing pretty hard inside the photo room :)) i was saying 'mug shot! mug shot!' again and again, and i bet the people after me were like 'wtf is this kid yapping about? what's so funny about a mug shot?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sorry :)) they just don't get it :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after, we ate at the cafeteria: and instantly fell in love with their mami &amp;lt;3 all right, i might not live with mami alone, but on my first day,&amp;nbsp; promise i'll go back and eat that mami one more time because it tasted so good :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had a slice of egg on top ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, i'm pretty hyped up about college, and in AdMU of all places. i guess it's all right that i didn't get to UP even after i cried about it. the fact still remains that i still have a school to go to, therefore i should be content that i'm going to school this coming june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3741305605319160887?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3741305605319160887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3741305605319160887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3741305605319160887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-d.html' title='finally! :D'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S7COSKkKZxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5J5B77ujh6k/s72-c/IMGP1920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-470553180464642809</id><published>2010-03-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>describing my summer</title><content type='html'>how could i actually begin describing my summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just a week, i have completely turned over a new leaf -- that is to say, i have been 'reborn' and i see things now as different than what i thought they were. i'm not kidding. i feel the whole 'optimism' and 'happiness' radiating all through out my body the moment i wake up, and every time i lie down every night, i feel like the sugar rush still won't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how happy i am, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i feel accomplished. i can say that i've been doing a lot of worthwhile stuffs, and i feel happy that i'm writing again, that i'm going out of the house every now and then, that i don't ask my mom much for money (because my grad money hasn't depleted yet) and i think life is just perfect the way things are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up early because i have something to look forward to doing -- be it going out to a meeting, or do my job as an art assistant. that sort of thing. and when the afternoon strikes, the house is pretty silent and i could do anything i want (mostly sleep) and when night comes, it's back to the computer with one goal in mind: finish writing those articles :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really has been fun, and i hope things stay the way they are. i'm experiencing a whole lot of new things that i've never imagined i could do, but i'm doing them, and it really does feel wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes you feel like you're a whole new person, both inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i guess a huge factor of it comes from the fact that i've already moved on with life: i'm over &lt;i&gt;him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that alone is something to rejoice about :) i mean, for almost close to a year, i've tied myself down to one person who can't even love me back. that turned out to be one thing that dragged me down the most, but now it's done and over; i've lifted that heavy boulder up from my shoulders and threw it far into the sea, never to go back to it again because it's somewhere you can't go to anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh freedom. oh summer. i love you both :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-470553180464642809?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/470553180464642809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/describing-my-summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/470553180464642809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/470553180464642809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/describing-my-summer.html' title='describing my summer'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3949595105019255651</id><published>2010-03-22T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:52:44.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliate project'/><title type='text'>affiliate of a lifetime: Zhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6dHf9SXSGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/VEka-uqhwn4/s1600-h/zhar+altea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6dHf9SXSGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/VEka-uqhwn4/s320/zhar+altea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh Zhar -- one thing i'll definitely remember about you is that the camera just LOVES your face ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'mnot going to disclose details here, because i know you'll appreciate it that way. not because i have anything else to write, but because the things that we usually talk about are very confidential, i don't think i need to use words to convey what i want to tell you about those things -- i know you know what i want to say about them anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhar, i really thank Kate for letting us meet. Lol, that sounded wrong but hey, it's the truth anyway :D i thank her for introducing us to each other three years ago, because right now, if we didn't know each other, we wouldn't be friends and my camera wouldn't be so full of your pictures :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, you're one of the people who kept me sane for the first few weeks of sen10r year, and even up till now, i've always depended on you and angel when it came to everything classroom related -- mapa thesis man yan o hindi, mapachenes man or wala, you guys are the only ones i can seem to talk to with reservation, and we're awesome that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share ko lang, i really DID feel like crying when your finger got cut by the cutter and you were just shivering as hell while they poured Agua Oxigenada on it. at least it's all healed up right now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhar, i hope you stay the way you are -- optimistic na emo. minsan ka lang makakakita niyan sa buhay, kaya special ka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're in UP Diliman na for good, celebrate tayo :)) and text me okay? LOL. txt na lang talaga eh. unless may YM sa UP LB, then awesome ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're amazing and awesome zhar, and you should know that. and i'm really lucky to be your friend :) &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3949595105019255651?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3949595105019255651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-zhar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3949595105019255651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3949595105019255651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-zhar.html' title='affiliate of a lifetime: Zhar'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6dHf9SXSGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/VEka-uqhwn4/s72-c/zhar+altea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3808995812706679589</id><published>2010-03-22T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:52:44.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliate project'/><title type='text'>affiliate of a lifetime: Ichie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6dAH1zj3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7mn14vEdZEA/s1600-h/ichie+rod.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6dAH1zj3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7mn14vEdZEA/s320/ichie+rod.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CHIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you want to, start admitting to yourself that i call you my bestfriend, because for all those years that we've known each other, you've always been my bestfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember how exactly we got ourselves talking back in second grade, but i sure know that you were so much more wild back then than you are now: because back then you were so gung ho about playing walkie-talkie jollibee with me :)) come to think of it, the set up's just that stupid, i bet we were just testing them out for the fun of it :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember back in the summer before grade 6, i called your house and you didn't even know me anymore. 'who?' 'elisha. i was your classmate in grade four, remember?' -- hanep, NAG ENGLISH PA TAYO EH :)) after maybe 2 minutes, we just hung up, but you know, i still have your number in my little sun-shaped notebook, with YOUR hand writing on it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stalker much, yes, but admit it, na-flatter ka naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grade five and grade six weren't REALLY the best years of our lives (admit it) so let's fast forward to grade seven: you were even scared to sit down beside me and we ended up sitting far from each other on the first day. but hoh lord, can i just admit that i was so glad you were my classmate? yes i was, and i pretty much enjoyed the year hanging out with you, calling you every night just because it was a habit already, and pretty much we started to discover the wonders of drawing and art once again (remember raining icecream? yes, that was us, with kate :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when i called you up just to tell you my dad bought me a modem? i was just practically screaming on the phone with excitement, and maybe you thought it was boring, but you were really happy for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the times when you used to say 'utang mo to sakin' but then i ended up never paying for them? that's why we coined the term 'utang-turned-libre' :D because that always happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when you and kate slipped a note on my locker back in freshman year and it read 'Shing' in pink because you so wanted to test out your new watercolor faber castle pencils? yes, i still have it btw :)) i just need to look for it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember second year when you were just rooms apart and i had to go to another building just to talk to you? you never did like going out so kate and i made it a point to walk towards your building. and when you transferred to our building, we still had to walk you up one floor again before classes started after recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember last year when we just practically shared stories about our NOW ex-es because they were being bitches? chie, i've finally learned that THEY DON'T FRIGGIN DESERVE US AND YOU'D BETTER BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this year wasn't that great, and we fought real bad, and you were there to see me break down, and yet you were still the first one to make amends with me. no, it wasn't kate -- it was YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's why i love you :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember way before you said something like: 'if you love someone, let them go, because if they come back, you know they really belong to you. kaya when the time goes, i can let go of you because alam kong babalik ka rin sakin eh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you DID say that (that was grade seven i think), and for the whole of november and december, that was the only thing i was thinking of: that was what REALLY kept me going, after all :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chie, thanks for a lot of firsts. oh, don't you go all green on me :)) by firsts, i mean like, first time someone came to my house and slept over, first cosplay event i went to, first mall gala experience that lasted more than 6 hours, first time to go on a vacation with someone other than my family, sharing with me my first heartbreak... i can list a lot, but i know you'll get tired reading them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just get the point that you really are indeed very VERY special to me and that'll never change. the eagle can never EVER brainwash me into hating the archers because that's what you are -- and i respect that because for the longest time, you were and have always been talking about going to la salle when i was just ranting on and on about my would-be UP life (that would now never ever happen, but wtf. i'm still in Katipunan and it won't change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chie, thanks for trusting me with your secrets. i know you and kate usually hide some from me to avoid hurting me, and i guess it's all right because you know i'm a nut case and i can't help it ;) but all the same, i still thank you for trusting me enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i've been overly annoying at sometimes :) i can't help that either :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even so, i know you still love me the same way i love you. and no matter what 'walang iwanan at kalimutan' because once you're rich and famous, i'mma leech off you :P no, i'm kidding. we still have loads of dream to fulfill together with the rest (like our grand bar idea -- complete with the books, the artworks, the DRINKS and all the snazzy rooms people could use... for various reasons ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to update me now and then. oh, and if you've got a gig, tell me :)) para makapunta naman ako, kahit isang beses lang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE you chie!and i'm rubbing THAT FACT IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3808995812706679589?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3808995812706679589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-ichie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3808995812706679589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3808995812706679589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-ichie.html' title='affiliate of a lifetime: Ichie'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6dAH1zj3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7mn14vEdZEA/s72-c/ichie+rod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1289819087475147207</id><published>2010-03-22T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:52:44.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliate project'/><title type='text'>affiliate of a lifetime: Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6c2xwRQbgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yu5UMpTDkgM/s1600-h/angel+cruz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6c2xwRQbgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yu5UMpTDkgM/s320/angel+cruz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it's not the best picture i could find of her, but it sure does show you why i called her 'bubble' -- now go figure, but don't own it, because i'm the ONLY ONE who could call her that cause she's MY bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of sen10r year, i was surprised to see angel lingering around room 5 when she suddenly told me 'classmate kaya kita' and then we fell into a thorough discussion of our options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, what made angel and i closer was the fact that we were newbies to the DD/SD class and our minds had one thought running through them: run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, that didn't happen. angel was more realistic when it came to the whole issue and told me to actually stay, for her sake. i couldn't refuse her then , because she was kate's seatmate for the whole of third year, and i usually asked her loads of favors like 'pakisabi kay kate...' 'pakibigay naman oh..' and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was the best decision i made in my whole entire life: and angel had a hand in taking me where i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i'm so grateful to you my dear bubble &amp;lt;3 not only were you my thesis mate, my seatmate in physics, my rant mate inside the classroom (along with zhar) and a great classmate, you were one of the people who made this year REALLY special and unforgettable. yeah, i know you had your PMS moments, but i could live with that ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit, you're definitely amazing -- you're responsible, you're good with accounting, you pass your requirements on time (something i haven't done for the past two quarters) and you manage to ride every joke and every sabaw moment that zhar and i have. admit it, both of us usually are too weird to handle, but you were always there to listen to us everyday -- because you're never absent :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being an awesome friend :) i know, you must've heard a thousand justin stories from me, even until the very end, but you put up with that. not only, you bluntly told me advice that i sure did need. it's only now that everything sunk in, you know. it's not like i wasn't listening to you back then, it's just that i guess i've finally woken up from that dream and i'm about to jump to another -- if i find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for entrusting me with your secret too ;) i shall keep it forever in my heart and die with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll still see you sometime. UE is very very far from Katipunan and maybe the only time we'll see each other is that when you use the LRT and then the MRT home, because we'll definitely cross paths in Cubao, gateway ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go shopping for zhar's lingerie okay? :)) let's buy her a sexy one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1289819087475147207?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1289819087475147207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1289819087475147207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1289819087475147207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-angel.html' title='affiliate of a lifetime: Angel'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6c2xwRQbgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yu5UMpTDkgM/s72-c/angel+cruz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5505431516298704731</id><published>2010-03-22T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:52:44.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliate project'/><title type='text'>affiliate of a lifetime: Anna Pat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6cypqi-1cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uEFizpIU250/s1600-h/anapat+tobias.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6cypqi-1cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uEFizpIU250/s320/anapat+tobias.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i still can't get over the fact that you're so much older than me, but hey, i have to live with it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always been aware of anapat's presence: that dark, twisted brain of hers emitting waves that just practically caused me to shiver, but it's not always the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the only time i really got to know anapat was when we were asked to layout our book for GIFT last year. that was when i discovered that she was a great artists, that she was awesomely amazing when it came to art and that her concepts were so awesome, they would've won any award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could still remember the awkward phone calls i had with her during the first weeks of us being a team. i really had no idea how to talk to her because she was all english and i just had to answer her in filipino because i was in no mood to correct myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that soon went away when we seriously started to work on the layout. who cared if we didn't talk in the same dialect, huh? as long as we got the job done right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was the first person who i admitted to that i had no friggin idea how to use Adobe InDesign, but i still winged the whole thing anyway back at the OCEA. i was wishing back then that sir velarde also wrote her name on the excuse letter they gave to sister TA, because it was REALLY hard to do the whole thing, all alone, with someone i didn't know (who turned out to be Ms. De la Paz, my awesome and lovely english teacher :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember anapat when ms. de la paz got mad at you for not greeting her? i was so scared for you back then :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now, anapat's still my partner when it came to various GIFT projects, especially for the recent one we just didn't finish :| oh, and i'm still sad about it, but what can we do anyway? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks anapat. this year wouldn't be awesome without you. i enjoy all those meetings we had, all the yearbook stress and angst, all that chismis we shared in YM and everything. but one thing i'd like to thank you for would be your support: it never did falter. not even once. seriously, you would always say 'go shinglet!~' even if i was all 'no way i can't do that :&amp;lt;'. you were always there to read my stats in Ym and you would always have to react to them, no matter how absurd they may sound, but they all make sense to you, and i don't really know why :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because you're awesome that you understand :D i hope you continue being awesome :) and when you're out there already, in the big world, trying to gain world domination, i hope you count me in as one of your generals, because i'd go that far for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5505431516298704731?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/5505431516298704731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-anna-pat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5505431516298704731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5505431516298704731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-anna-pat.html' title='affiliate of a lifetime: Anna Pat'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6cypqi-1cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uEFizpIU250/s72-c/anapat+tobias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-8354706423319381695</id><published>2010-03-22T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:52:44.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliate project'/><title type='text'>the affiliate of a lifetime: Shaniqua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6cqmjYN9zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UW3xOLsztYQ/s1600-h/shani+liz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6cqmjYN9zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UW3xOLsztYQ/s320/shani+liz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(couldn't find a solo pic of her anywhere so... hi shani!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shani has always been good in math. the moment i met her, i knew she was awesome with numbers. no really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was how it all started for us: we were randomly picked as a pair to man the booth we had back in 1st year (i think we did a lounge sort of thing), and we ended up finally talking to each other, even if we were GIFT mates for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you can guess that she counted the money and took note of them while i was the one asking for it from the people entering. and in between, we were just talking about jugoku shojou's opening theme song 'sakasama no chou' -- because the wallet i stole from kate had a copy of the lyrics :P by the end of the 4 hour shift, we were officially friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more, God made it possible for us to be classmates in second year, and oh Lord, i need to thank you for that. Shani and Kitty made second year bearable. Shani was just a seat apart from me, so when Essa wanted to change seats, we would always comply ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the annual retreat, we had this phrase called 'divorcee' because we actually promised to stick our beds together but our other classmates pulled them away :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the longest time, it would always be shani who would be the first person who i'd run to when i needed to cry or vent out something. shani would prepteually be my cram mate, especially in GIFT, because that's where we usually cram together. shani would forever be the girl who, for me, would perpetually have that boy toy of hers just around the corner, the one who actually had the guts to make fun of her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about shani's hair -- i've seen a complete transformation of it ;) it looks best now btw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shani, thanks for always being there, at the other classroom, ready to hear me out when i needed you to. thanks for understanding me the best. thanks for being so patient with me, letting me take a look at your notes in physics and in any other subject, for being so smart and so cool, even if you don't admit it, for lending me books, for walking with me during lunch time when we had nothing else to do, for watching with me a whole lot of plays and movies, for supporting every little thing that i actually do and for just being the shani that everyone loves and who loves me too &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet when we grow old, and even if we're in college, we'll still watch those plays together :)) don't forget to call me when it's time for the oblation run ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, sakasama no chou just ended on my playlist, but our friendship will never EVER end. and don't you forget it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-8354706423319381695?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/8354706423319381695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-shaniqua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8354706423319381695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8354706423319381695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/affiliate-of-lifetime-shaniqua.html' title='the affiliate of a lifetime: Shaniqua'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S6cqmjYN9zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UW3xOLsztYQ/s72-c/shani+liz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5626224110824280395</id><published>2010-03-15T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:49:13.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lkbpXRSIUnE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lkbpXRSIUnE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall let this video speak for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Lord... isn't that amazing &amp;lt;3 makes you want to change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5626224110824280395?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/5626224110824280395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5626224110824280395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5626224110824280395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/water.html' title='water'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4987855456541324914</id><published>2010-03-15T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>a take on applying for jobs</title><content type='html'>this morning, my cousin texted me and said that she sent something on fb and i had to check it out. so obviously, i got out of bed and raced downstairs to open my computer -- because i was absent and it was already 11 am. who goes to school at 11? i blame the DVD for making me feel dizzy when i woke up at 5 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, going back to the point, i checked the message and got interested. who wouldn't? ate aei was seriously talking about one awesome summer job :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(and i shall share because i know someone who's reading this who knows how to write in an awesome manner *wink*)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi Shing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started work at Havoc Digital Inc, a digital marketing group in Makati, and we’re starting this media project that’s perfect for Net-savvy geeks (who can write) like us! Do you happen to be a forum junkie, a witty writer, and someone willing to take up writing articles part-time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re looking for someone tech-savvy who can consistently write two 3-to-5-sentence articles every day, based on PinoyExchange forum threads. Topics can be anything from IronMan 2, political rivalry, local celeb gossip, travel tips, beauty tips, tech hacks, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re revamping the PEx homepage set-up soon that’s why we need contributors ASAP. In tow is a fresher look and a continuously updated blog-like homepage, featuring the articles our contributors will write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll provide a general direction of topic trends, though contributors mostly have the free hand to choose what they’ll write about, based on any of the gabazillion PEx threads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articles will be like "intros" for the threads: First few sentences talks about the topic then wrapped up by a linked closing sentence, which directs the readers to a specific topic thread. At least one thumbnail/image should be in the article too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you become a contributor, we’ll give you access to a Wordpress CMS that you can open from anywhere with internet and a computer, where you’ll create and submit your work. Articles get published as soon as we approve it (which is only like a minute or so away, unless you submit stuff in advance!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contributors will be compensated on a per-article basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is chance is rewarding allowance-/extra-kicks/writing-experience-wise, especially for those who are passionate and interested in the tech and online industries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like you're up to the task, just reply to this message or go ahead and email me at aleli@havocdigital.com your cover letter, resume, and at least three sample blog entries or articles. If you also know someone who fits the bill, maybe you can refer them to me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to hear from you Shing! Hope all is well and great so far in your summer! ^_~       &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;this got me totally excited so the whole morning, i was trying to piece together one awesome resume and cover letter. but the problem was, i didn't know HOW to write one and i had totally no clue how resumes went.i discussed this thoroughly with Hrin and she kinda help me edit and get through with everything i needed to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.ehow.com/images/a04/qf/f9/make-employment-resume-scannable-800X800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/a04/qf/f9/make-employment-resume-scannable-800X800.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after thoroughly going over a dozen or so web pages discussing how to write resumes, do's and dont's, samples and whatnot, i was getting confused. did skills come first before achievements or vice versa? do i have to state this experience or not? is this even RIGHT?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in a total hiatus to get it done before the day ended, because i really wanted to finish it, and i needed to make it sound impressive as well. hell, i even wrote down on my skills ' able to write 80 words per minute' just right after timing myself while i typed. i am not kidding, i must've looked like a complete idiot with the watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did finish my resume, and it's here: &lt;a href="http://www.jobspice.com/shingliganor"&gt;http://www.jobspice.com/shingliganor&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;-- this is totally an awesome way to submit your resumes :)) it's just a link ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't laugh. it was the best i could do. i've totally forgotten how i managed to finish my UP/Ateneo/Lasalle/UST app forms and &lt;a href="http://jobspice.com/"&gt;jobspice.com&lt;/a&gt; didn't exactly have the usual structured, usual fill-out form i've been used to seeing since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was damn helpful... and free too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cover letter was just totally screwed up in a way because it didn't exactly talk about my skills... it more of focused on the idea that i was more than willing to write for them and that i really wanted the job :) i am so not posting that one though :)) it's embarrassing &amp;gt;////&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i guess i did a good job for my first ever serious resume... and at high school for that matter! another experience point for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- shing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lesson: the internet is your BEST friend)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4987855456541324914?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5637280167978606410</id><published>2010-03-14T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>i just want to say...</title><content type='html'>for the people who i love terribly, here's something for you to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eCYb0X9iqM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eCYb0X9iqM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget that even if we graduate, i'll still be there for you, the way i always do. so if you need someone to listen, to talk, to hug and to just fool around, you can count on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far away and how far apart, there'll always be a way for us to stay together :) i've written down every birthday, every special event, and when the time comes, you know it'll be me who's calling&amp;nbsp; you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that when high school ends, our friendship never will. after four years, i've come to love and cherish you, as if you guys were the very air i breathe. i enjoyed all those moments, all those memories, even if some of you made me cry and hurt all over, it doesn't matter anymore. those things happened for a reason, and i know that when we sing our last songs, everything that happened to us, every risk and every jump where all worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will and can never regret all those stupid things we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will and can never forget every bit of conversation we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga, walang iwanan, diba? walang kalimutan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, when we're old enough, let's all start an epically wonderful idea and build all of our dreams into a reality. yeah. i'm really looking forward to that :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(thank you trisha javier for singing this song last friday :P you were awesome :D)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5637280167978606410?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1868492578684768345</id><published>2010-03-14T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:59:27.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>start project: the awesome grad gift project</title><content type='html'>because it's just a week before graduation, i though i'd start on my awesome grad gift project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the last time, i changed the concept again. first of all, it should've been a wallet of some sorts and i was going to go ahead and teach myself using these tutorials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d176/cheyanneyoung/craftster/il_430xN_10024018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d176/cheyanneyoung/craftster/il_430xN_10024018.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;they're called 'Easy Peasy Snap' wallets (by &lt;a href="http://www.craftster.org/forum/index.php?action=profile;u=91582"&gt;CheyElizabeth&lt;/a&gt;) and i've been meaning to make them ever since Christmas, but since i didn't have enough money (even until now), i wasn't able to accomplish it. plus, the sewing machine broke down loads of times and there was no point in using it anymore. my mom didn't want to buy another one, so if i wanted to make these wallets, i would have to sew them by hand. i hesitated and ended up giving up on the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tutorial link: click &lt;a href="http://www.craftster.org/forum/index.php?topic=187229.0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2047749518_65f57ab100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2047749518_65f57ab100.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one of my bizarre ideas is this one, the Quilted Wallet (by &lt;a href="http://darnkat.wordpress.com/"&gt;that*darn*kat&lt;/a&gt;). supposedly i was going to make one for my mom but then while i was looking through the steps, i found them really hard to understand. i mean, i'm no veteran in sewing (i can classify myself as an alien to it) so yes, i gave up on the idea again as well. but i thought it was really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tutorial link: click &lt;a href="http://darnkat.wordpress.com/quilted-fabric-wallet-tutorial/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've been meaning to do a lot of things but it turns out that it's either i got disheartened or i was too damn ass lazy to start them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this time i've found a fool proof, super easy to make grad gift that i could do a whole lot in just one day :) and it's pretty meaningful too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to disclose some details but i know a few of my friends read my blog from time to time so i'll stay quiet for now :)) but rest assured i'm making them right now and it's pretty fun to do :)) plus i get to write a few things for them too, so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm working on right now though is the fact that the materials i have are just a few (considering how i got them) so i might end up giving only a few grad gifts when i wanted to make a lot. oh well... i hope they turn out good all the same ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1868492578684768345?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1868492578684768345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-project-awesome-grad-gift-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1868492578684768345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1868492578684768345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-project-awesome-grad-gift-project.html' title='start project: the awesome grad gift project'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d176/cheyanneyoung/craftster/th_il_430xN_10024018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3629269095194483784</id><published>2010-03-11T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>i'm not voting but...</title><content type='html'>I remember the time when i took the ACET, my essay question went something like 'how can non-voters help in the May 2010 elections?'. i had only 5 minutes to spare (since the test part itself was quite time consuming) and i needed a quick fix that would sound really convinving and different at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if it really convinced the people who read my essay, but i wrote down that non-voters still needed to voice out their opinions. i mean, non-voters have minds too, and since we were all taught to read, write and talk, then definitely we're able to express our opinions freely. if non-voters do that, then surely those who are at the right age (for example their parents) would be able to add those opinions to their list of pros and cons, making the May 2010 elections so much more meaningful and well-thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's definitely how i looked at it during September of last year, but it sure seems different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a month ago, my org mates basically just showed up in the middle of the night to ask me to sign a PPCRV application form. i've been hearing them say something about PPCRV but i haven't really payed attention to them. i didn't even asked details: i just took the paper and wrote on it without even thinking of what i was getting myself into (although i know it wasn't bad because my organization's not some illegal thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did a little research on what this so called PPCRV was and lo and behold, it had something to do with the elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object3/1787/123/n120246563763_7741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object3/1787/123/n120246563763_7741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPCRV stands for Parish Pastoral Council For Responsible Voting and from what i understand, it's a movement for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Clean,Honest, Accurate, Meaningful and Peaceful election&lt;/i&gt;(s)&lt;i&gt;" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, because of my schedule as a Senior, i haven't been to the past meetings before but last last Saturday, i was able to attend one. It was even an emergency meeting so i was the only one from my org who was present.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but it wasn't at all bad. i found out that what we're really supposed to do was to educate the masses of the upcoming elections, how they should vote and use the new and advanced election system the government has put up, share guidelines on how they should choose from the many candidates and so on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm a non-voter honestly, so i listened carefully. i found the election process to be quite interesting, especially the new electronic system the whole Philippines would be using come May 10. it's a tad bit complicated, and a lot of questions were raised about how and what will happen after so and so person does this and that to the ballot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after the meeting, all the way home, i was thinking how important the elections were and that people should actually take it really seriously. i've heard stories of how people would really sell their votes for money. the way i see it, it's like selling your soul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in economics, our teacher presented to us a dozen of graphs showing the Philippine economy, our imports, our exports, our priorities, our GNPs and GPAs, and i felt a little sad that (honestly) our economy has started to dwindle down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'it's because of corruption'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh yes, corruption. the way people&amp;nbsp; on top pocket money for themselves. why? when they die, will God eventually ask them how much money they had when they were alive? i don't even think the physical things matter in heaven and i'm pretty sure we're all going there one way or another without anything, even a coin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i can see that we Filipinos are really hard workers and we really are a diligent bunch, but nothing will happen to us if everyone on top aren't willing to help us out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i know being a volunteer in the PPCRV is just like being another tiny molecule in the ocean, but i hope it makes a difference. not even. if everyone just thought of being honest and fair for once, then maybe life would turn better and in the near future, we'll all rise from this poverty we're in and finally take-off to the next level :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;--shing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;references:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: left;"&gt;Parish Pastoral Council For Responsible Voting official website: click &lt;a href="http://www.ppcrv.org/global/index.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3629269095194483784?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3629269095194483784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7227336565478521193</id><published>2010-03-10T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:58:17.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>the untitled comic project -- a lost cause</title><content type='html'>this one actually seems sad because shaniqua, lorraine, anapat and i worked hard to come up with a brilliant scheme for this comic, but we had to discontinue this one because i don't think we need to submit this one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2009/363/d/8/character_sketch_take_2_by_themagnetichippo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2009/363/d/8/character_sketch_take_2_by_themagnetichippo.png" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2009/363/a/8/Pride_and_Envy__charrie_sketch_by_Eldemorrian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2009/363/a/8/Pride_and_Envy__charrie_sketch_by_Eldemorrian.jpg" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2009/364/4/d/character_sketcg__gluttony_by_themagnetichippo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2009/364/4/d/character_sketcg__gluttony_by_themagnetichippo.png" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2009/364/5/4/Sloth__charrie_sketch_by_Eldemorrian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2009/364/5/4/Sloth__charrie_sketch_by_Eldemorrian.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2009/364/6/9/Greed__charrie_sketch_by_Eldemorrian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2009/364/6/9/Greed__charrie_sketch_by_Eldemorrian.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(character plug :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope someday we'll pick this up one again, polish the plot and then start all over again. i find the plot really interesting and the many times where we tried looking for a perfect title but ended up with 'metanoia' or something like that -- titles which were unappealing but lorraine sounded sure that it was fitting enough :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, someday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-7227336565478521193?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/7227336565478521193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/untitled-comic-project-lost-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1702238907823562818</id><published>2010-03-10T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:59:11.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>the yearbook project -- almost at its end</title><content type='html'>right now, i'm currently editing the last missing write-up sent to me. once i finish and send this, i'm about 95% done with my obligation to the yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has definitely been fun. i mean, sure it wasn't fun when almost every morning i had to be out chasing class representatives, when i had to meet deadlines, when i had people bickering behind my back. i admit, i lack the skills to be a leader. i've never been good at that, but at least now i've proved to myself that i can survive in being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i turn in this one last write-up, i can actually start rejoicing because i can. i feel like i've done and achieved something great. i've done a feat that someone as ordinary as me wouldn't even dream of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;months ago, i was up to this for supporting my best friends, but down the road, i found myself digging deep in the dirt with them. i don't even know why i did, but i did it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the writers who've worked for the seniors yearbook 0910, if ever you're reading this, know that i am so proud of you guys as well :) you guys tried your best to meet the deadlines :D yey! :) i promise we'll party like crazy when the yb's finally out :) thanks for being there for me and doing your job, with the addition of your other obligations. i know some of you found it difficult because of other things, but i hope the yb never really did kill you :) i love you guys! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1702238907823562818?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1702238907823562818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/yearbook-project-almost-at-its-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1702238907823562818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1702238907823562818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/yearbook-project-almost-at-its-end.html' title='the yearbook project -- almost at its end'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4080172435747981028</id><published>2010-03-10T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:52:44.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affiliate project'/><title type='text'>the affiliate of a lifetime: Lorraine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs482.ash1/26370_102591303106942_100000682192496_79832_1660865_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs482.ash1/26370_102591303106942_100000682192496_79832_1660865_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Name: Lorraine Rañoa&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: May 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known her for at least 5 years already. Back when we were in the seventh grade, we became club mates at Young Librarians, but we really didn't mind each other during that time. From 1st year to 4th year, she's also been my GIFT mate, but it's only now that we've become awesome friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seatmate, if ever you might be reading this, you should know that you're the BEST seatmate i've ever had ever since i started school. No really. You're one awesome seatmate who sleeps when i do, who laughs when i do, who doesn't even try standing up even if the teacher's inside the room. The 2 quarters being stuck with you was really awesome, and i'm being honest. I'd totally miss you when you're absent and the front really feels lonely without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we became really close because it was just the two of us at the front. the other half was on the other side and we usually just had fun talking while classes were going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll really never forget the time when ms. de la paz lectured us about sleeping :)) like c'mon, i thought you'd wake me up but it turns out that you also slept :)) why is it we just end up sleeping anyway?!? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've always put up with my weird antics and sometimes retort back, and then we'd end up bickering at each other until we end up laughing because it's just really stupid to bicker about things that don't even exist in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love tying your hair up too :) promise, you look way prettier with the pony tail up, instead of down :D even hiroe says so, and she's your mother ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my right hand too and my support group when everything feel to pieces during the 3rd quarter. i swear, if it weren't for you, i'd end up just brawling on and on inside the classroom and i wouldn't even care if classes came to a halt because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're really a wonderful person. and even though you're small and nice to hug and poke and just pester, you've got one big big big big BIG heart &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seatmate, wait for me in UP diliman okay? :D i'll be there for sure! :) and if they won't allow me, then i'll still come visit you there (because c'mon, i won't be seperated from my dream school that easily. so even if i'll study in ateneo, i'm still going to stroll the UP campus fropm time to time ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4080172435747981028?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-429156087251031886</id><published>2010-03-10T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:59:19.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>start project: the affiliates of a lifetime</title><content type='html'>a little while ago, i was scanning my blog page when i found under my 'current projects' the project entitled 'affiliates of a lifetime'. i'm sure i've never explained this before, and i don't really remember why i wanted to do this one, so i'll take my own little time explaining it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i just wanted to compile a sort of 'people book' and write about them. in my life time, there were a lot of people who came into my life and somehow touched me. they're the people who stuck to me no matter what, who trusted me and cared for me, who understood me even better than myself and loved me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they might not really end up looking at the things i've written for them, but in the years to come, i want to remember how i looked at them when i was just seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-429156087251031886?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/429156087251031886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-project-affiliates-of-lifetime.html#comment-form' title='0 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-6645720857493465758</id><published>2010-03-09T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>legacy of the aces: all in for the last win (03.06.2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24343_102789269753812_100000682192496_84910_8131392_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24343_102789269753812_100000682192496_84910_8131392_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been a delayed blog brought to you by yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but although it has been exactly 3 days after the graduation ball, i still feel the same happiness i felt during the night itself. i can still feel the same anticipation, the same nervousness, the same gladness and the same pure idiotic intentions i have come to admit that truly and really, was the most stupidest thing i've done in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't regret it. i never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day before the grad ball, i stayed at home because of two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. my dad was leaving (refer to this &lt;a href="http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-so-for-another-7-months.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2. i was mentally preparing myself. either for the worst or for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe you don't understand what i'm trying to say here. bottom line: i invited my all time crush as my graduation ball date and i was seriously freaking out. and if i knew how to or if i were capable, i'd induce hyperventilating to actually stress my point further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really sure now if i like him or love him. there really is a thin line separating those two words and sometimes, it gets blurry to the point that it's almost hopeless to distinguish one from the other. but before the grad ball, i was sure that i just liked him. maybe obsessively liked, but i still liked him all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come saturday at 3:00 pm, i was breathing in slowly at the salon, trying to calm down my jumpy nerves. that was it. that was where the nervousness started: the moment foundation was smeared on my face, i'm sure i've started to chant inwardly 'there's no turning back... there's no turning back...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the hours sped by. i was consciously looking at my cellphone's watch every now and than and by the time 6 pm struck, i was already at school, in my dress, with a little tiara on my head, all dolled up for the occasion with only courage holding on to my feet just to keep me from falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever pictured a scenario where in from afar, you see the guy of your dreams slowly emerging from the closed door and as if he knew where to go, starts walking across the room towards you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, i pictured that, but it never did happen. i guess i blame my stupidity for it, but i took the 'we'll fetch him from the basement (parking lot)' message and equated it to 'he'll come by car so i must look at all the cars that would pass by'message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i did. i just looked at the cars while kate and i talked about every other random little detail we knew. i didn't even hear my name being called until it was kate screeching it. i turn around and voila! he's standing right there in front of me, all decked out in a manly fashion that i wanted to just fall on my knees and gape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(justin, i'm sorry if you've come this far but i suggest you hit the back button and forget you started reading this... just in case ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs441.ash1/24343_102789409753798_100000682192496_84951_2658680_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs441.ash1/24343_102789409753798_100000682192496_84951_2658680_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;justin isn't at all the drop-dead-gorgeous guy you'd see in tv or in movies. he's more of like the ordinary (yet extraordinary) typical kind of guy. he has average looks but with an ultimately big heart. he's into swimming (i guess that's why he's dark) and he's in his school student coordinating team. so far, i've learned that he's a smart ass, kind-hearted person and he's sort of a martyr too. i think he's clearly a masochist but i'm not sure about that either. he has loads of friends (when i lack a lot) and he's undeniably witty at times. he's not into the modern-day society way of thinking and he keeps his distances when he knows he has to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, he's your modern day gentleman, a straight descendant of those who lived in the era of Queen Victoria of England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment my eyes landed on his, my mouth suddenly quirked into this shy awkward smile. how i know what kind of smile it was, well, that was just a guess, but i feel like i clearly mirrored the same smile on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true, it was both our first time to go on a ball/dance/party with a date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how he phrased it but the first thing he said after saying 'hi' was a complement to how i looked. whatever it was he said, i'm pretty sure it was akin to being pretty because it made me smile more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met his mom too. although i hid behind him most of the time. i now ask myself why i even did that, but i guess that was something i wasn't ready to do. i could only manage a feeble wave and an even more feeble 'hello po'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when his mom and bea's parents were gone, we were just staring at each other, occasionally laughing to shake off a few bits of awkwardness. i mean, c'mon, for almost a year i haven't seen him but i had this big crush on him i couldn't really shove off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'feel ko kinakabahan ako'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ha! anu ka ba? dapat ako nagsasabi niyan eh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'so... shall we go?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stretched his arm a bit and for a moment, i puzzled over what to do with it actually. should i? could i? whatever. i carefully twined my arm with his and walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was just the start. that was the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24343_102789329753806_100000682192496_84928_7321549_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24343_102789329753806_100000682192496_84928_7321549_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so yes, maybe i was civilized during the early part of the grad ball, but by dinner time, i was totally losing composure and i couldn't resist but revert back to my old chatty, crazy self. i was laughing all over the place, going to places, dragging him everywhere, introducing him to this and that, talking about anything random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had inward fan girl thoughts, especially when i poked him on the stomach and was amazed that it was seriously hard. no kidding, he had abs dude :| it was all fat and jello 10 months ago but hey, they're on their way to become abs :P and well, he grew taller too :) but i t was still fine for me that i wore flats :P it was to my utter advantage!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were really cute moments when we'd get our picture taken, or when he'd hold my stuff for me, or he'd get my drink. when we tasted the creme brulee together (because kate gave hers to me when i gave her my mango tart) and then we both put our teaspoons down at the same time and laughed because it tasted bad (well, for us, it did). when he allowed me to cling to his arm when i felt like it and when he never complained if i dragged him by the wrist or by the hand. when he asked if he should get water for me and i didn't want him to get it and we practically had to race back to the hall (i win of course ;P). when he didn't complain too much when i asked a lot and even answered every question i threw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i really shouldn't have talked that much. i clearly remember that since we didn't hear each other exactly that well inside the venue, i had to inch close to his ear and sort of whisper/talk. sometimes my lips would even brush his ear, just momentarily like a fleeting second, and somehow it went unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bea, if you've also gone this far, i suggest you hit that back button as well. i don't know if justin told you everything i did but just in case... i don't want you to kill me tomorrow -- whenever that may be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the dancing started. oh lord, i lost it. i was just practically living on the dance floor. sometimes i'd drag him with me but then he'd go back to the table and just stand there quietly. then i'd have to drag him again. i think i remember saying 'you're not stepping out of here until you take off that coat of yours' -- but of course, that never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was kind enough to go with kate chie (and myself) for pictures! :) yes, i've got loads of pictures but the most memorable one would be probably this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24343_102789453087127_100000682192496_84964_4859530_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24343_102789453087127_100000682192496_84964_4859530_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it is awesome :P definitely says a lot about the two of us :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the slow dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that one awkward slow dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kate who pushed us to do it. she was saying 'they're going to play slow songs so you guys should slow dance. just do it' and practically shoved us back inside the hall. while walking, i was gushing off how weird this looked and all that when he suddenly said 'ayaw mo ata eh' and proceeded to go back to where we were. oh yeah, guess what i did. i stopped him and clung to him like crazy and totally admitted 'oo na, gusto ko'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he caught me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we just stood there and we didn't even touch and just swayed and talked when zhar suddenly arrived and said (practically screaming) 'ANONG KLASENG SLOW DANCE YAN! DAPAT GANITO!' so she grabs both of our hands and mashes it together, gets my other hand and slumps it to his shoulder. justin followed suit by holding my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i can remember the triumphant grin on zhar's face. priceless, if i weren't in a mortified state. fingers intertwined and slightly swaying back and forth in time with the song entitled 'No Air'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so zhar goes back to her slow dance partner and we continue in silence. oh i could feel the awkwardness all right. i felt like crying badly, but i wasn't about to: not in front of him. i knew from the very start he didn't like me the same way i liked him, but it was ONE night. i had ONE night to own him, and if it that was what it took, then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes later, after glancing at the other couples, i blurted out the first idiotic thing i could think off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i'm not going to do that'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by that, i mean, wrapping my arms around his neck and bring our faces a bit more closer) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggle. laugh. glance back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could still remember his low, baritone voice saying these words in reply: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'of course. limitations'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe at that moment, at that exact time he stopped speaking, when the words registered in my head.... i think i fell for him harder than i even meant to. (thus the reason why i can't say if i LIKE him or LOVE him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kept on the slow dancing for the entire song and half of 'Take a Bow' when we called it quits and just walked away from the dance floor arm in arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then, i could feel the disappointment wash all over me, but it's only now that i realize that it was really for the good, if it weren't for the better. but anyway, i went back to the dancefloor and danced some more to shake off the dissapointment, leaving justin to kate and ichie's care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came back, angel was kinda lecturing me about 'you shouldn't have left him' when he went to get some water. i couldn't really tell her back then why i left because i wouldn't think she'd take that as an excuse. i mean, of course they'd take his side of the story being left alone by the girl who asked him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't push him any further. from the moment 10 pm struck, i could feel that he was starting to slip away. even during the slow dance i could feel like he was going to doze off. no kidding, he was tired, and i was REALLY pushing him to his limits already. he had some practice hours (swimming i guess) before the grad ball and the day before i don't think he was even home. angel wouldn't have known that but i did. so as mean as it may sound, i wanted to enjoy my grad ball dancing on the dance floor like crazy even if it meant leaving him because i was afraid he'd totally get mad at me for pushing him to do the impossible... especially at his state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention that our base was the spot just beside the washroom, in front of the classroom near the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were the only ones left sitting on the floor, i couldn't help but do what couples usually do: i just practically slumped my body against him and laid my head on his shoulder. it felt nice really, couple or not, because it did. and we talked like that. of course i pulled away when i thought i was overdoing it but it was really... well... he didn't complain, didn't he? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the event finally had to end, we were at loss for words. well, i was. i was wishing the night would never end, but that was just me. me and my wishful hoping. of course it should have an end :) everything does anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so were we just standing behind bea and the others who were going to the after party, me excluded because i never got invited to it and because i was never allowed to go to one. we weren't really talking to each other by that time, and i was busy trying to take my attention off him already because, as i said before, i really hated good byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beforehand, i had a feeling that it would be the last time i'd see him after many many many years to come. i don't know where i got that idea, but i'm pretty sure it's the truth. asking him helped me piece a lot of missing spaces together. i've come up with one conclusion: it's either i take an effort to see him or i just wait for fate to lead us back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vote for the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their car came in first. funny how my car was just around 6 cars away but i didn't mention that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't exactly know who initiated it, but we hugged. i don't remember if he looked at me asking for one or i did it on my own, but we just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wasn't thinking. my mind wasn't processing anything and i might've gone blank when i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before we could both let go, i took the chance and planted one, firm kiss on his cheek. just one. i've been dreaming to do that ever since summer but it had to happen that night. and oh lord, i thought i'd linger there for a few more second before entirely (but slowly) pull myself away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i find that kiss perfect btw. it was straight smack in the middle. not like the kisses i usually give to my friends that are off target and sometimes would land too close to the ear or too close to the mouth. it was just there, dead center.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, what's funny is that the night started with a shy awkward smile and it ended with the both of us eliciting shy awkward smiles of our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the car go with one single thought in mind: that no matter how crazy the night might have been, no matter how pathetic my passes to him were, i&amp;nbsp; could not absolutely regret anything and everything that i did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for a night, i could entirely say that he was, indeed, mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-6645720857493465758?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5667868146336050209</id><published>2010-03-08T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>FUUUUU BITCH! i'm going somewhere you're NOT. i BELIEVE i'm awesome. i BELIEVE i can prove something. i don't FRIGGIN CARE. i'll find someone who'll stick with my being a CRAZY A-HOLE and definitely LOVE ME FOR IT ._.</title><content type='html'>this bites... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5667868146336050209?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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._.'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2237505300833294870</id><published>2010-03-05T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>and so, for another 7 months...</title><content type='html'>i absolutely detest goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate seeing backs being turned or hearing even the words 'bye' spilling out of other people's mouths. it makes me want to think of the time i'll have to endure without that person. i just hate it when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, i hate it when my father leaves. and yes, it'll be another 7 months before i get to see him again. that's the reason why i excused myself from school today. this hurts more than it really should because i'm graduating and he won't see me leave high school for good when in fact he and my mom are the two people who have kept me going on for the past 4 years i've stayed in school, trying my best and almost killing myself because of the workload and the demand they give there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going off to college too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not saying he can't give me the support i need over the phone. i usually hear him out when he calls on Sundays. but i guess it's so much better to actually have him here with us because life's more fun that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does earning money have to be so hard? i can't believe people actually have to go out to earn money elsewhere. I believe that the government should do something about this, really. ever since 4th grade, i've been seeing my dad leave time and time again and would only come back for at least two to 3 months and then it's goodbye again till next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet those people in the government never had to experience this. they call OFWs the 'new hero' without even feeling it for themselves how hard it is for their families and for themselves. i wish things would be easier and the quality of life would gradually turn for the better because really, this just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? my dad won't even see me go to my graduation ball tomorrow &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2237505300833294870?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2237505300833294870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-so-for-another-7-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2237505300833294870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2237505300833294870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-so-for-another-7-months.html' title='and so, for another 7 months...'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4576382701509580776</id><published>2010-03-01T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>skin issues</title><content type='html'>i wish i had clear skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were times when i'd sit in front of the telly and just watch allt hose inside it flaunt their obviously flawless white skin. you can scratch out the white part because i've never dreamed of turning into a different shade of color, but the flawless part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i had a face that was flawless too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that drove me into the conclusion that maybe it was high time to see a dermatologist. well, the plan was initially to get a facial, but because i was underage (i'm 17 if you must know. just a year short of becoming a full-fledged adult), i had to undergo a consultation check-up with a dermatologist. maybe it was because to be on the safe side, but i couldn't care less about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 15 minutes, i was carted off to the washroom with a bottle of facial wash. i forgot what they called it, but it was the first step if i wanted to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was a bit impulsive of me. or maybe i had a screw loose, but i actually agreed to have this thing called 'acne surgery'. from the term itself, i was actually freaked out already, but i had one goal in mind: to be pretty. it was one thing that kept me going until the moment i was told to lie down on the bed with a lamp light just in front of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aim of the whole thing was to simply remove the blackheads that littered my face. i didn't try glimpsing at the torture instrument being used on me for fear that i'd feel the pain more if i knew what was digging in to my skin :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the forehead was fine. the cheeks were okay. but when it came to the nose and the surrounding area, i was crying from the pain, and the doctor laughed. maybe she's seen a lot of my kind, and that sort of thing amused her. couldn't blame her :| if i were her, i'd laugh too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post-surgery: hello red blots on my face :| i hope you go away in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bill. OH LORD the bill. i've told my mom countless of times that 'vanity has its price' and it was really no joke. the whole thing, with the additional toner and day and night cream i have yet to understand why i have to put, cost around little less than 2k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought my heart wouldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't see how it's all worth it now, but i hope real soon i see the difference. i still want to look pretty, and even if it takes ma a long time, it's okay :) as long as i get there, then i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4576382701509580776?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/4576382701509580776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/skin-issues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4576382701509580776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4576382701509580776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/03/skin-issues.html' title='skin issues'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1111637329334668233</id><published>2010-02-16T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>by a thread</title><content type='html'>that's how i feel like right now. after all that physics report and thesis fixing, i can finally write down what i actually feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by a thread. i'm hanging by a thread. a thread held by no other than the person i'm almost crazy over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, after reflecting long and hard after what i've done or said, and after reading what he said in reply, i just don't know if he's being too kind, too sweet or what. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's being awfully nice. really sweet and sickly nice. it's eating away at me. me and my will power. it's chocking me to the point that i can't breath, i can't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way that his words seemed double edged. with every reply, i feel like i've been sent both to heaven and to hell. i feel like i'm too happy for words and too lost for any of them. i feel confused. is this really what he's saying or is there anything behind them at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how i see every text message. that's how i see every reply. i don't know if i'm over-analyzing my situation, but think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've just been told by my ex that i wasn't the type of person he would go for. as far as i'm concerned, he must've been referring to the outer shell than the inner shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how all guys see it right? they look at what's outside first before they actually see the inside. and that's what's troubling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for god's sake, we're in Manila! we're in a capital where beauty is everything: where skin should be white, not brown, where hair should be straight&amp;nbsp; when it wasn't really created that way, where chests should be ultimately huge and to be liken to melons, where girls should be able to wear skirts so tiny that it reaches up to their underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not like that though... but i'm not saying he likes those either. what i'm saying is that in every guy, he looks for this stereotype-girl. a girl with a petite frame, lovely hair, dazzling eyes, white skin, charming smile, vain (to some extent), cute, lovable... well, a girl any guy could proudly show off to his friends and procclaim to the world as 'mine'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why are you being so nice? couldn't you just say that i look horrible, that i look too ordinary to be shown off, to have a dry, senseless taste in humor and the like, that i have nothing, not even one good quality to be proud of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just say that i don't stand a chance? why can't you just say that we can't be together?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;you're awfully nice. you're leading me on. you're giving me this false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just end my suffering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1111637329334668233?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1111637329334668233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/by-thread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1111637329334668233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1111637329334668233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/by-thread.html' title='by a thread'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2735341937943526953</id><published>2010-02-16T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:32.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>for who anyway?</title><content type='html'>i got home actually feeling fine, smiling and all that because not only had today been nice, i was just glad i was home again. so okay, i was deadbeat tired and i wanted to sleep a bit, but then sure, i guess you can add that to the 'wow i'm home now!' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked inside the computer room and my mom suddenly told me a cart full of things that had to be changed. something like moderating my usage of the words 'shit' and 'damn it' in my writing just because it didn't sound too appealing and other people might not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, i can do that. but i just want to clarify a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i logged on to my facebook account and started deleting all my plurk messages there, even stopping the connection between my plurk account and my facebook account for that matter. while i was deleting it, i took notice that out of the hundred plurk posts i had in the past few weeks, there was only at least a handful of them having cuss words included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the internet. blogging. this is my friggin thesis so i should know that the internet is a way to express one's feelings. that's why social networking sites were born. that's why blogs exist. if there was no need for these, then why else would people be going nuts over their slow internet lines and whatnot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do you express your feelings? i must admit, i haven't at all been happy these past few months, i am stressed. i am almost at my limit. i might have reached it already. i might have popped a nerve somewhere. try juggling everything and balancing a few others on top of your head. i don't sleep early and yet i wake up too early for comfort. how else can i describe how i feel but to put them and embody them in the word 'shitty'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i must add that i have the right to say what i want to say. the freedom of speech, as what it says in the constitution. the internet is no excemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more, and i know everybody knows this, i write for myself. i don't care if people just scan their eyes over what i write. i write because i want to. i write because i choose to. i post what i feel because of the sole reason that i want to keep them in an electronic manner wherein they'll be safe. i post them online without the slightest thought of it being read by others. i have my own opinions, you have yours. if this is how i phrase it, then that's how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my mom raved on about how my cussing reflects who i am, i was thinking 'then isn't that the sole reason why you write? for people to know who you are?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much as i like cussing, and i admit it's become an involuntary habit nowadays when quizzes and deadlines just suddenly pop out, i rarely bring it to what i write formally. i know when to write in the right manner and i know when i can relax and lower my language use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i see things. i'm a bit disconcerted by the fact that i have been reprimanded for the way i write, just because i dropped a few un-appealing words every now and then, but it's not just me, isn't it? the world is full of bad, cuss words and it's not just me who uses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is biased. it only wants to hear the good things. it never wants to hear, read and see the bad, awful, ugly truth that people have left it to be, and that there will really be no other word for it but un-appealing words because they hit home more than any word listed in the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2735341937943526953?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2735341937943526953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-who-anyway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2735341937943526953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2735341937943526953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-who-anyway.html' title='for who anyway?'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3431046268704501633</id><published>2010-02-14T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>'be my valentine' failure text message</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;shing: nasaaaaaan ka naaaaa? hahaha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stashes away phone, not expecting a reply)&lt;br /&gt;(phone vibrates suddenly after 15 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;justin: waa. shing :( sobrang sama ng pakiramdam ko today because of the concert kagabi. sorry. :|&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(suddenly becomes happy because he replied)&lt;br /&gt;(suddenly thinks of a hirit line and types it down)&lt;br /&gt;(asks people if she should send it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shing: aww. cge. be my valentines na lang so i can forgive you. de jwk. haha. pahinga ka na lang dyan alryt?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sends text message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(until now, there hasn't been a reply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh lord, i NOW i did something wrong... AGAIN ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3431046268704501633?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3431046268704501633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-my-valentine-failure-text-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3431046268704501633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3431046268704501633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-my-valentine-failure-text-message.html' title='&apos;be my valentine&apos; failure text message'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-8174436147401200126</id><published>2010-02-07T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>ako si ninoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27ch9WwgnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WYUFevkau5Q/s1600-h/IMGP1131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27ch9WwgnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WYUFevkau5Q/s320/IMGP1131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27cTaGSfiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TGXhIH9I-Aw/s1600-h/IMGP1127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27cTaGSfiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TGXhIH9I-Aw/s320/IMGP1127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27cFtmANsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ia11PeLXTOs/s1600-h/IMGP1126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27cFtmANsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ia11PeLXTOs/s320/IMGP1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;it was FUN :D nothing more to say but it was AWESOME. it was so COOL. no really :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i wish i had more pictures ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;--shing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-8174436147401200126?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/8174436147401200126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/ako-si-ninoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8174436147401200126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8174436147401200126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/ako-si-ninoy.html' title='ako si ninoy'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S27ch9WwgnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WYUFevkau5Q/s72-c/IMGP1131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5212065782710359882</id><published>2010-02-06T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>rent : the matinee show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S21vLXSGbZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m81qFVNIXx4/s1600-h/IMGP1117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S21vLXSGbZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m81qFVNIXx4/s320/IMGP1117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S21wZXMIsKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XwG7lARbT-4/s1600-h/IMGP1119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S21wZXMIsKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XwG7lARbT-4/s320/IMGP1119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite our failure to take awesome pictures, the play was totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering me and shani ddidn't really know the story (we never watched the movie anyway), we enjoyed the play immensely. it was good. we were close to crying in some scenes and laughed at the others. it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story about how jonathan larson (the one who made Rent) wasn't able to even see his own masterpiece kept running through my mind :D he's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can i say the person who played mark was a cutie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it! the seats we got were GOOD! i swear!!! it was totally awesome that we could finally see the actor's faces (not like when we watched Sweeney Todd... the seats were too far back). as shani said 'worth it toh!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the people there were really nice. i mean, the production staff. i guess they pretty much saw through us. shani and i were looking like a pair of raggamuffins beside all the glitzy people. most of the other people there wore short dresses or something to that effect, like they were going to a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least we looked human and decent enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the RCBC plaza was cool too. the architecture. the structure. the glass panes... it was all too awesome and we spent at least 30 minutes going around the building, admiring every single floor with its awesome structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got there around 2, and since shani was hungkry, we took off to tokyo tokyo after admiring the building to eat. there was a picture of a japanese girl who reminded me so much of alex mendoze, and i kept telling shani about it, but all she said was 'oh, maybe it's the hair' but i'm sure it was also the face the girl had that reminded me of my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then because we felt like it, we took the 'underground' walkway. yes, it's a first for the both of us. i'm sure a lot of people who go to makati take the underground walkway (because it's the rule) but shani and i were new to it so we spent our time just walking slowly and thinking about how coo it would be underground. i told her, what if everywhere in the philippines, there was just a big underground walkway, where everyone needed to walk. it would be miles and miles of tunnels underground while all the cars passed above, but shani said there was a book like that already, but we both didn't know what the title was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it would've been a cool idea though. although i'm not really sure if it would be still as cool if it were already nighttime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, in short, today was awesome. yes. awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent by 9works theatrical : &lt;a href="http://www.9workstheatrical.com/9_Works_Theatrical/RENT.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5212065782710359882?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/5212065782710359882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/rent-matinee-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7253566815118603</id><published>2010-02-06T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>have you...</title><content type='html'>ever doubted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever doubted about yourself, your identity, your mission, your aim, your goals, your abilities, your skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered if you'll ever cross that finish line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered why you can't make yourself any better than the way you are now? better yet, have you ever wondered why you can't change at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever doubted if everything in your life is at the right place and at the right time? have you ever wondered why things in your life have bee so much fucked up that you can't move anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt confused and helpless at the same time? have you ever been betrayed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever though that you've been cheated out of love and loyalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever though that there was nothing to be happy about the next day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought of just asking God to let you die in your sleep, and then take it back the moment you think of it because your family still needs you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been so messed up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever lost almost a half of what you think is rightfully yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought the memories you hold contain false pretext? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, have you ever thought that the stuff and the people you now hold don't belong to you at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought that the things you set free out of love aren't coming back because they don't, didn't and have not ever belonged to you in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you cried your eyes out, stopped the tears from coming, and then start the cycle all over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought that the days that were supposed to be made out of smiles and laughter are going to be just a big pain in the heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought that there was no point in living a life in one huge big lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered why you couldn't say the words which you were supposed to say, ask the questions you were supposed to ask, and do the things that you are supposed to do but then you've never gone through them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-7253566815118603?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/7253566815118603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7253566815118603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7253566815118603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you.html' title='have you...'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-6436147936286482464</id><published>2010-02-02T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the trends</title><content type='html'>so, when i opened my issue of Pauliworld today, i found myself staring at PL's and Pat Nabong's feature article entitled 'InterNetwork'. It featured facebook, twitter and tumblr and their insights about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't do trends. i was the girl who detested skinny jeans when they first came out and was only forced into them because my mother bought me an expensive pair and my conscience wouldn't let me rest with the fact that it might go to waste. I didn't opt to have bangs when everyone else had them. i read, sis and played everything after everyone else did them because i didn't want to follow the trend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading the article, i was thinking 'oh internet trends...'. i didn't follow them either. until now, i don't have facebook and it still remains a mystery for my cousins why i don't have one. the only trendy account i have is plurk, and i had it even way before people started to have one (courtesy of Hrin and her ingenious idea of making an account so we could update each other with what's been happening to both of us even if we were miles apart -- but that's past ._.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't explain why i don't even like following trends. chie and i are totally opposite when it comes to them: she knows trends even before they come out and i only do trends when they're forgotten and stories about it have died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i don't need to do them to act cool because i know i'm cool enough :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-6436147936286482464?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/6436147936286482464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/trends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/6436147936286482464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/6436147936286482464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/trends.html' title='the trends'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2538889919069377174</id><published>2010-02-01T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>student eye bags</title><content type='html'>i admit, i didn't have enough sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i crammed with zhar in writing the abstract part of our thesis, and then when i finally put myself to bed, i reached for my copy of 'House of the Spirits' by Isabel Allende and ended up sleeping at around 12 with hateful thoughts towards the character named Esteban Trueba because he's one big evil meanie... well, that's what i think (the same sentiments i've heard many people say, but yes, he's not a character you would love anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning at around 4:45 wondering if i even hit the alarm clock minutes before, but because i'm a slow person in the morning, i opted not think dwell upon that question and got out of bed. and the only time i was able to look at my face clearly was during math time, 4th subject, when i entered IV-6's washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting back at me were oh-so dark circles below my eyes and i panicked. It's been a long time since i've seen them that dark and i looked terribly ugly. i mean, i don't care for looks and appearances, i couldn't care less about my hair or the way i dress, but the face ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now, just an hour before my appointed sleep time (which i will surely follow... i promise), i ended up researching about eyebags and dark circles and how to get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/magazine/beauty/lighten-your-eye-bags"&gt;candymag&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do I reduce my eye bags and dark circles?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eye bags and dark circles are two different conditions and are frequently interchanged. However, the former refers to puffy under eyes. If they are due to lack of sleep, a result of crying, or rubbing, a cold compress can help get circulation in the area going, thereby bringing down the swelling. However, if you have always had eyebags, then you'll need to learn to apply concealer (one shade lighter than your skin tone) underneath the eyebags, not on it. The light shade brings that area forward, de-emphasizing the puffiness of your eyebags. Blend accordingly, then set with loose powder. Dark circles however refer to the grayish undertones under your eyes. If this is your condition, choose a concealer that matches your skin tone perfectly. Applying too much concealer underneath the entire eye can actually highlight your dark circles more than hide them, so apply the concealer only to the dark areas. Blend with a sponge or your finger, then top off with loose powder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.care2.com/greenliving/quick-fix-for-under-eye-bags.html"&gt;care2&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adapted from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Herbal Home Spa, by Greta Breedlove (Storey Books, 1998).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="story_wrapper" id="GlStoryContainer"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Nobody looks good with puffy bags under their eyes, but how to get rid of them? Everyone’s got their magic potions, but this is the easiest remedy I’ve ever run across, and it really works! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was so surprised by the single kitchen ingredient that this how-to calls for—it’s not a cucumber, and you’re sure to have one on hand. Find out the secret!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raw potato slices will help tighten baggy, puffy eyes. All you need is a potato and a knife or slicer! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Make:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Slice 1/4 potato to fit over your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut 2 slices or, if you prefer, 5 to 10 very thin slices, several for each eye. Either method works. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Use:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Spritz eye area with water.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lying down, place the potato slices on your eyelids and leave in place for at least 10 minutes for best results.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice... make-up... potatoes... oh c'mon.... it's not like i have all the time in the world now, do i? but i might consider doing these during summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2538889919069377174?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2538889919069377174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/student-eye-bags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2538889919069377174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2538889919069377174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/02/student-eye-bags.html' title='student eye bags'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7489803615575573252</id><published>2010-01-29T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>too sleepy for more words</title><content type='html'>yes, i'd love to blog something right now, but then my brain has somehow encountered a certain block somewhere and it cannot perform like it is during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess all you have to know now that chie and i are working for the yearbook/elective shiz right now, as we have been for the past few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-7489803615575573252?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/7489803615575573252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-sleep-for-more-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7489803615575573252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/7489803615575573252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-sleep-for-more-words.html' title='too sleepy for more words'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-5359541225594723761</id><published>2010-01-29T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>a set of six word stories</title><content type='html'>1. i'm falling, falling, falling asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;2. last valentines, our love song ended.&lt;br /&gt;3. parang galit sa atin si kuya.&lt;br /&gt;4. the sky was very pretty today.&lt;br /&gt;5. my shirt won't fit... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;6. people think i'm crazy... they're right.&lt;br /&gt;7. ha! planner mo bulok! akin rin!&lt;br /&gt;8. (front) cute. funny. smart. pretty. creative. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;(back) these do not apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;9. define awesomeness: (insert your name here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by shing, shaniqua, anna pat and lorraine during GIFT time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-5359541225594723761?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/5359541225594723761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/set-of-six-word-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5359541225594723761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/5359541225594723761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/set-of-six-word-stories.html' title='a set of six word stories'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1535939004806820346</id><published>2010-01-27T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>i want this please!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S2Ad5wYOucI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HVVPum-IQNE/s1600-h/61CDRHEry6L.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431374028685097410" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S2Ad5wYOucI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HVVPum-IQNE/s320/61CDRHEry6L.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I WANT THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a few weeks ago, chie and i watched Sherlock Holmes at the theater and we couldn't get enough. we promised each other that we'd buy the original DVD and we'd buy the soundtrack too because the soundtrack is OH SO COOL and we sat there for an extra 10 minutes just totally fangirling about the whole movie and even days after that we were still oh-so high about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;in short, i LOVED this movie and i WANT this soundtrack! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;question is... where do you BUY it? :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1535939004806820346?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1535939004806820346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-this-please.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1535939004806820346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1535939004806820346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-this-please.html' title='i want this please!!!!'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S2Ad5wYOucI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HVVPum-IQNE/s72-c/61CDRHEry6L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1398690370318960002</id><published>2010-01-27T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the banahaw experience</title><content type='html'>it might've been a day already, but my body's wrecked with muscle pain all over. inspite of this fact, i still went to school (although late) and enjoyed the day remembering about yesterday's amazing adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out with me and lorraine waking up from sleeping on the journey towards mt. banahaw. after a few minutes of orientation time by our &lt;a href="http://www.lakbaykalikasan.com/"&gt;lakbay kalikasan&lt;/a&gt; instructors, kuya abe and kuya jin, we jumped off the bus with only one backpack, and with only one bottle of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, lorraine and i admit we were stupid to leave our bottle of water back at the resting place. in Kalbaryo, we had to walk for two hour's worth of trekking, from one small hill to another big mountain. at first, we were fast walkers but then that left us dehydrated, and by the time we were trecking downwards and back to camp, lorraine and i were in no mood to talk anymore, well, at least scream in surprise if we suddenly slip, but then that was that. we were already both dehydrated and hungry and both of us were looking forward for some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, lunch nourished us again and we were back to trekking, but this time, to a small cave. Husgado was the part when we had to enter a small and narrow cave to be 'judged', as the title implies. the folks there believe that if you couldn't get out of the cave, you don't have enough faith. if you got out after a long time, you had many sins. if you got out with a lot of scratches, you needed to repent more. if you got out just fine and in a short period of time, then you're definitely clean. they also talked about the cave being magical: if you didn't believe enough, the cave's walls would narrow and you wouldn't be able to pass through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bit of the claustrophobic side and i absolutely hate dark places, so the time i spent inside the cave, i was crying, shivering and gasping for air. yes, i panicked a lot, and i thought i wouldn't be able to hoist myself up. i DO believe in God and have enough fith in him, but i didn't believe that i could support myself with my own bare hands and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the Husgado, we went down to what they call 'Buhok ng Ina': it's this small waterfall in the nearby river that would wash your sins. the test there was to lie down under the waterfall and stand up again against the current of the water. so okay, that we didn't do. instead, we did the ritual that was similar to getting baptized in the Jordan river. as a class, we went under the water three times, and after that, it was a free swim for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, we watched 'One More Chance' starring John Lloyd Cruz and Bea Alonso. so okay, i definitely felt twitter patted on some scenes, especially with their lines. yes, they're cute together :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up in school at around 7, early even if we met some traffic up in C5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was an awesome day, something i wouldn't forget because it is indeed an awesome memory that needs to be kept :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures to be posted later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1398690370318960002?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1398690370318960002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/banahaw-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1398690370318960002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1398690370318960002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/banahaw-experience.html' title='the banahaw experience'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-1373874885103469072</id><published>2010-01-25T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>new steps to keep my cash inside my pocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;according to pia and her awesome palm-reading skills, if a line in your hand just runs past through the curves in between your fingers, then for sure you like spending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i must admit, i like spending money, even if i don't HAVE money to spend in the first place. i like buying cute stuff and everything that's just bubbly and in pastel colors. if it weren't that, i'd like to buy books or notebooks or pens or other office supply that ends up collecting dust in some corner of the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes, i'm THAT useless. but i want to change too! i want to change in time for college because, again and again, my parents keep on repeating that i'll be my own boss when i enter college and i'll be partially on my own ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes, it's quite scary since i've always depended on my parents for money and the like, and the most i've saved up on has been something worth... 1000? yes, that's all i could manage to save :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so, after settling my savings accounts in different banks (i thank history for actually making things like those), i've decided to buy myself a small notebook i could bring always to keep track of my expenses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i've seen my mom before use it, and from what i've learned to do in econ, i think budgeting is fairly easy. all i have to take note is just WHERE my money goes, tally up my savings at the end of a week, and put them all in the bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all right! let's get started :D i want to test myself if i could abstain from buying completely useless things :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1373874885103469072?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1373874885103469072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-steps-to-keep-my-cash-inside-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1373874885103469072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1373874885103469072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-steps-to-keep-my-cash-inside-my.html' title='new steps to keep my cash inside my pocket'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2250279434650143600</id><published>2010-01-25T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:56:32.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reblog'/><title type='text'>reblogging a photostory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this link came from chie just a while ago and i couldn't resist but click it since it spelled like fun. little did i know it was ate amanda's blog of some sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh yeah, ate amanda doesn't really know me, but i know her :) she graduated from High School 2 years ago, and i'm not sure where she is now. all i can say is that she's a wonderfully awesome artist and i look up to her because of her works :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kuro-akira.livejournal.com/68179.html" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;looks like a photostory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &amp;lt;-- click!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(just awesome sauce... plain old good mush &amp;gt;/////&amp;lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2250279434650143600?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-2329073820814840066</id><published>2010-01-25T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:56:32.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reblog'/><title type='text'>reblogging something i did</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i got this first from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/redberry" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;chie's plurk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, but now i give you something fun to do... that is, if ever you're pretty bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kitzandtell.tumblr.com/post/350676171?ref=nf" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;DO NOT CHEAT AND READ AHEAD ALL RIGHT?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &amp;lt;-- click it please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-2329073820814840066?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/2329073820814840066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/reblogging-something-i-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/2329073820814840066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today's daily project was a success :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at first i panicked because the PAD celebration started late (i guess) and i got out of my classroom at around 12:30, 15 minutes late. knowing my bus driver, he would've left me already, but after running for it, i came to the parking area with the bus still there :0 yes, i'm happy they didn't left me despite my lateness :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the minute i got home, i changed into some casual clothes and bolted out again, this time with my dad in tow. we walked to the BPI in Blue Ridge and inquired loads of stuff about my savings account. i was scared it wasn't going to work anymore since i ripped of the plastic at the front ._. but it worked anyway :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after that, i went to SM and renewed my SM advantage card, got my shorts and pants fixed for tomorrow (i shall not abide by the rules since i DO NOT HAVE AN EXTRA PAIR OF JOGGING PANTS LIKE EVERYONE DOES IN SCHOOL) and bought additional stuff for my lunch tomorrow (i'm making sushi tonight after i finish YB shiz :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all in 3 hours people :D all that in 3 hours :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-1256906674418488715?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/1256906674418488715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-running-errands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1256906674418488715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/1256906674418488715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-running-errands.html' title='daily project: running errands'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3126928129486089178</id><published>2010-01-24T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>things i admit i have not done but should've done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. opening prayer for beat it! (the communication arts GIFT presentation)... in POEM form!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. edit long-lost write-ups which have been found (thank GOD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. articles for the yearbook (well, i've thought about them but i haven't written them down yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. finish reading 'house of the spirits' by isabel allende (for english)&lt;br /&gt;5. start reading my share-a-book book (which is 'i am the messenger' by markus zusak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. update my &lt;a href="http://nottheplanner.multiply.com/"&gt;planner&lt;/a&gt; :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cram tomorrow? most probably :| it's actually possible since it's PAD tomorrow, but then i'd have to do double time on the errands i have to do tomorrow... oh well... Lord help me please :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3126928129486089178?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3126928129486089178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-i-admit-i-have-not-done-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3126928129486089178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3126928129486089178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-i-admit-i-have-not-done-but.html' title='things i admit i have not done but should&apos;ve done'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3321253168532036924</id><published>2010-01-24T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>a shared dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1xUvWgRHgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Cqt62PqzjT4/s1600-h/book-page9-1010-full-500x665.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430308423173479938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1xUvWgRHgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Cqt62PqzjT4/s320/book-page9-1010-full-500x665.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i saw this first in annapat's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/gi/eldemorrian:journal:44" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;blog for today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, and i wanted to do the same thing because oh demn, doesn't that look totally awesome and amazing both at the same time? well, doesn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3321253168532036924?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3321253168532036924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/shared-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3321253168532036924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3321253168532036924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/shared-dream.html' title='a shared dream'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1xUvWgRHgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Cqt62PqzjT4/s72-c/book-page9-1010-full-500x665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-8042569274522853617</id><published>2010-01-24T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:52:28.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily project'/><title type='text'>daily project: 3 out of 3 today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm so proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;zhar, angel, sam and i managed to finish not only making chapter 5 but also editing chapters 3 AND 4 for the sole reason of editing them. oh lord i'm so glad :)  so today's daily project was a success! right now, zhar's compiling all 5 chapters into one word document with the additional table of contents and title page. gosh... FINALLY! after 7 months of hard work, we're DONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it sounds like a dream come true *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although in the middle of it all, i got pissed big time: at i didn't really understood what 'sampling design' meant and i was panicking big time already because it was already around 8. then here comes hrin and the conversation goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henrietta Fall: design sample?&lt;br /&gt;elisha liganor: don't fuck with me&lt;br /&gt;elisha liganor: i swear&lt;br /&gt;Henrietta Fall: well from the looks of it, elisha&lt;br /&gt;Henrietta Fall: what else can you think of wit hjust those two words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like C'MON!!! i was in the verge of losing it and you just HAD to make it worse by stating something as stupid as that and then following it up with something equally useless ._. gahd... i have been bitching about thesis in my &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/shingshing"&gt;plurk&lt;/a&gt; for the past 3 hours and i think everyone knows how lousy i am at thesis work but then... gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a lesson: never ever EVER do that. especially to people who are quite in a knot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-8042569274522853617?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/8042569274522853617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-3-out-of-3-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8042569274522853617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/8042569274522853617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-3-out-of-3-today.html' title='daily project: 3 out of 3 today!'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-873175487787238040</id><published>2010-01-23T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:52:15.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily project'/><title type='text'>daily project: 2 out of 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;yes, that's right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of the 3 things i said i'd do today (today's daily project: FINISH EVERYTHING), i was able to accomplish two today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for starters, the word 'thesis' never does work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;its charms on me. it's not appealing at all. writing for it actually gives me the urge to just drop down on the bed &amp;gt;&amp;gt; yes, that's how i see thesis: just one big drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other two i was able to do, but not after get frustrated a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i have to upload pictures for the yearbook, and since last night i was looking for a site that could help me. i ended up using &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/"&gt;sendspace&lt;/a&gt;. it's pretty cool, but large files that are 100MB big can take up to two hours ._. the frustrating part is, i had to repeat it a dozen of times cause since it's a free thing and you don't need to sign up for it, when someone ACCIDENTALLY closes the window, sendspace automatically takes it that you don't need to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;pload it anymore and thus it terminates your whole entire download, regardless if you've had it on for the last hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, since i wasn't the only one using the PC, i was so frustrated when my mom closed mozilla firefox. i felt like throwing a tantrum right then and there. the only thing that stopped me was the thought that i had to do other things, so i had to suppress the anger ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to type down documents for my mom too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1v5kWWQzQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WMpZ6rPeqTo/s1600-h/IMGP0973.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430208178594827522" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1v5kWWQzQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WMpZ6rPeqTo/s320/IMGP0973.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;after what seemed like hours in fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;ont of the PC, my mom called and said we were going to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 at 5:50. of course i wanted to watch, i mean, who wouldn't? :D and on the way, i payed the 750 Php (through G-cash) i owed Ate Vanya for Chie's &lt;a href="http://danceprincessvanya.multiply.com/photos/album/460"&gt;planner&lt;/a&gt; (the Gaby one). I'm so excited to have it on monday/tuesday &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's so cute though ._. i think it's worth the wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-873175487787238040?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/873175487787238040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-2-out-of-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/873175487787238040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/873175487787238040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-2-out-of-3.html' title='daily project: 2 out of 3!'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1v5kWWQzQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WMpZ6rPeqTo/s72-c/IMGP0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-6478930516911512980</id><published>2010-01-23T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the ateneo letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1pwNOrYytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eMhLLkSga9A/s1600-h/IMGP0972.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429775673329240786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1pwNOrYytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eMhLLkSga9A/s320/IMGP0972.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i was just so happy when i got this yesterday. i even got the sticker that sealed the envelope and placed it in my planner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes yes yes yes YES! finally! some God sent grace! i have a school to go to that's pretty near :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i read all of the letters inside. i guess i'm going to the Open House on March 13... anyone else coming? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-6478930516911512980?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/6478930516911512980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/ateneo-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/6478930516911512980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/6478930516911512980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/ateneo-letter.html' title='the ateneo letter'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1pwNOrYytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eMhLLkSga9A/s72-c/IMGP0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4055081172431601677</id><published>2010-01-22T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:57:02.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>project update: untitled comic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1m5pv7RloI/AAAAAAAAADw/Nz4UFsLDfW4/s1600-h/IMGP0970.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429574952662701698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1m5pv7RloI/AAAAAAAAADw/Nz4UFsLDfW4/s320/IMGP0970.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1m5TK-UQfI/AAAAAAAAADo/n2BvsQ5KROk/s1600-h/IMGP0968.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429574564786225650" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1m5TK-UQfI/AAAAAAAAADo/n2BvsQ5KROk/s320/IMGP0968.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes, we're inspired today, even until now. during GIFT time, we were able to polish and complete the first 4 pages and then turned up with the idea of making the comic parallel to some passages and phrases... maybe tweak it a little :P it was fun planning and drawing at the same time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;some progress at last! if ever this turns out pretty well, we'd sell this at some convention during the summer :D yep, we're awesome that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4055081172431601677?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/4055081172431601677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/project-update-untitled-comic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4055081172431601677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4055081172431601677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/project-update-untitled-comic.html' title='project update: untitled comic'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1m5pv7RloI/AAAAAAAAADw/Nz4UFsLDfW4/s72-c/IMGP0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-3865477899402274785</id><published>2010-01-22T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:50:45.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily project'/><title type='text'>daily project: live on 20 Php only for the whole entire day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mVePO_8iI/AAAAAAAAADI/bkiF0WXafWY/s1600-h/Php_bill_20_front.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429535172489900578" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mVePO_8iI/AAAAAAAAADI/bkiF0WXafWY/s320/Php_bill_20_front.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 130px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;THAT is a 20 Php bill. back in the days when i was in grade 1-3, my mom used to give me something like this everyday. those were the days really... i could buy a drink and a snack for lunch with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but that was 10 years ago! it's impossible to actually live with just 20 Php as an allowance for the day, but today, that was my daily project: to last one day with just 20 Php.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;of course, i had my usual packed lunch with me and 2 sandwiches. that was all i had to eat for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mX-jsWHQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2PE-1-I6ib4/s1600-h/IMGP0949.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429537926760766722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mX-jsWHQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2PE-1-I6ib4/s320/IMGP0949.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;morning, i was hungry ._. so okay, i DID eat breakfast but then, a few canned sardines and half a cup of rice didn't last me for 4 hours. oh wait, maybe it got digested faster (whut?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so yes, i took out the sandwich a few minutes before morning rights and proceeded to eat it as fast as i could (i didn't want to get caught by mrs. reyes eating AGAIN).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;by recess, i had already eaten my lunch meal and i was thinking to myself 'one sandwich left shing... just one more'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;since it was pretty much the deliberation season for the teachers, we didn't have a teacher in english class. and i was busy recording message vids for the PAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that went until lunch time, and i wasn't even finished by then ._. it was actually hell running around, trying to convince people to video them even just for a short while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then after the whole video thing, i ran as fast as i could to the convention hall because my class was chosen to watch the Center for Music show. My tummy was rumbling by that time but i chose to ignore it as best as i could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;from 10 to 4,  i didn't eat anything at all and i was so happy to see my sandwich still pretty much alive inside my lunch box. and the 20 Php?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mwZW5OnsI/AAAAAAAAADY/1KQjvosy2r4/s1600-h/IMGP0965.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429564775460675266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mwZW5OnsI/AAAAAAAAADY/1KQjvosy2r4/s320/IMGP0965.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it ended up as Milo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;from the canteen, here's a list of things that you can still buy for 20:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--C2 solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--Milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--chilled taho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--ovaltinies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--bottled water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--iced tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so basically, they're really not satisfying enough, and they're more of the liquid than solid. but then hey, people still need them anyway :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;20 Php... really... your value is so much less :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(end daily project)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-3865477899402274785?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/3865477899402274785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-live-on-20-php-only-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3865477899402274785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/3865477899402274785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/daily-project-live-on-20-php-only-for.html' title='daily project: live on 20 Php only for the whole entire day'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/S1mVePO_8iI/AAAAAAAAADI/bkiF0WXafWY/s72-c/Php_bill_20_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7055817642261399702</id><published>2010-01-22T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:57:02.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>explaining the 'project'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after i shut down my computer and got hauled off by the school bus, i was thinking of ways on how i an actually change my life. see, i'm a 4th year high school student already, and at this time, i don't even see the point in going to school anymore but i just do it for the sake of going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it seems that the 'hyper' feeling has worn off when the university exams got released and of course, when you know you're going somewhere, there's this urge for you to actually just wait for the school year to end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i heard my friend shaniqua say once that there's only one thought/idea that keeps her going to school: she'd pretend she was in college already, and her classes would be totally advanced and awesome even though they were really discussing heat transfer in physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so this morning, while on the bus going to school, i was formulating ideas on how i'd brighten up each and every day i had left before graduation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and then the idea hit me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;'why not dare yourself completely stupid things that you know you can't do?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;not the best idea, i know, but then i decided i would. what was there to lose anyway? doing totally harmless little stupid stuffs wouldn't hurt me at all. besides, aren't i crazy to begin with :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thus the project entitled 'daily project' ensued. inspired by zhar's 'dear diary' project and shaniqua's 'pretend you're in college' scheme, i hope that this little project keeps me going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;of course, the blog'll be dedicated to updating my life so i could laugh at myself stupid for every little thing i'd do :D i've also included all the other minor/major projects i have in my head and i hope i finish them as well :3 there are really a lot of things i want to do, so i'll start organizing them and ticking them off one by one so they wouldn't clutter at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(not the best idea in the world, but hey, i think it'll work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&apos;project&apos;'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-7122549248365840100</id><published>2010-01-22T04:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blogging in the early morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;despite the fact that i woke up late today, and might just end up getting caught by the bus unprepared for school, i'm taking my own lovely time in trying to piece together this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes, there's still a lot you can say during the times when the sun's not up yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;take for example: homework. i'm not referring to the ones given, but to the ones i just missed to do yesterday. reason: i forgot my book at school. it's not a lame excuse, all right. i just clearly forgot that THAT homework existed and now i am stuck into cramming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i should've known better when i put the book back in my locker yesterday ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i blame the big bottle of coke for this :rofl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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morning'/><author><name>shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223219999907084023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WXhddHiUL4/TBnoo5ILLUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KdvDZjd8dhI/s1600-R/13326_114187378614001_100000682192496_138215_977054_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556427255412895386.post-4652826299794760366</id><published>2010-01-21T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:55:39.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the never ending first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they say that first posts should be something interesting about the person behind the blog, but i disagree. and besides, i don't have anything interesting in mind just yet, so we'll leave it all at that :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556427255412895386-4652826299794760366?l=applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/feeds/4652826299794760366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://applejuiceandsodawater.blogspot.com/2010/01/never-ending-first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4652826299794760366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556427255412895386/posts/default/4652826299794760366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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