<?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-9815482</id><updated>2011-10-01T02:45:15.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the grass is no more greener on the other side</title><subtitle type='html'>changing the rotten old lemons life gave me into yummy lime.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113644508711919383</id><published>2006-01-05T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:57.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moving on..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just realized that i do not like this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://selectivesoliloquy.blogspot.com"&gt;http://selectivesoliloquy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113644508711919383?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113644508711919383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113644508711919383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113644508711919383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113644508711919383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2006/01/moving-on_05.html' title='moving on..'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113617797967930083</id><published>2006-01-02T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:57.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. this blog just turned a year old a few days ago. and i haven't been paying much attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go about the traditional new year's resolutions first. i have absolutely no idea what to post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. go out more often. there used to be a time when i could balance acads and my social life so well that it got me the highest grades i've ever gotten in years. of course, medyo madali pa ang college that time. but i'm pretty sure i can do it again. well, i'll have to do it again or i'll be facing a major burnout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. quit being the skeptic. i doubt almost everything; i see the fault in any idea. there' s just this great part of me that loves proving other people wrong. i'm ashamed to say i actually take pleasure in doing this but most of the time i hate myself for doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. lose weight. well, not really the weight, just replace the fat with muscle. hehe. i did some cosmic cycling in the gym a few days ago. that's when i realized how weak my upper body really was. i never knew i could sweat so much. haha. gross. moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. keep in touch with friends who matter the most. i suck at this. i mean, i always find myself busy doing everything all at once that sometimes i just push them away without me knowing it. i guess nasanay lang ako na parati silang nandito.. just a call away.  to all the people i haven't been in touch lately, sorry. you guys know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. take chances. i am not a risk taker. and with good reason. i just want out of the monotony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. take care of myself. sometimes i just seem to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's enough. you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113617797967930083?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113617797967930083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113617797967930083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113617797967930083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113617797967930083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113539981794570558</id><published>2005-12-24T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:56.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puppy plugging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;puppy plugging!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my brother and i are facing a major problem. two of our dogs recently gave birth (like a week apart lang sila) and now we have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is really cute kasi 10 of them are the tiniest cutest little puppies pero sobrang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HASSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. breakdown of the doggies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 1 male old dog na walang breed - elmo&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 2 female adult golden retrievers (mag-ina sila) - chestnut and pixie&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 2 adult japanese spitzes, male and female - hashbrown and munchkin&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 5 japanese spitz puppies, anak nina hash and munch - unnamed&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 4 golden-retriever-slash-japanese-spitz puppes, anak ni pixie and hash (that dog does get around) - unnamed&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 1 adult yorkshire terrier, male - jag&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 1 puppy pug, male - pugsley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so malamang we wanna keep all the unique doggies, and since people really want purebreeds nowadays, we're selling all the 5 puppy spitzes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 6000 each, negotiable. (in layman's terms, pwedeng tawaran)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;&gt; pure jap spitzes, cute sila sobra. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; all were born last december 15. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; one round of vaccine included.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; the nature of a spitz - watchdog, pero sobrang lambing sa owner. yay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys know my number. so if anyone's interested, text or call me up. ayt? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas everyone. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113539981794570558?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113539981794570558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113539981794570558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113539981794570558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113539981794570558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/12/puppy-plugging.html' title='puppy plugging'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113428099261503309</id><published>2005-12-11T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:56.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;search: reinzi bautista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;being the closet narcissist that i am (hehe) i actually decided to search for my name in yahoo. okay, that was somewhat pathetic but it also yielded very interesting results. here's what i found about myself on the internet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;= links to all my blogs (which didn't surprise me, after all, i enabled them for public viewing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;= links from pisay sites (grav04, other pisay bloggers, namely ajay, jef, jang, and rac)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;= my survey answer that went back all the way to april of 2000. i remember my classmate in miriam was this junior inquirer reporter-something and she was interviewing everybody about their cheers or fears in entering high school. my answer was pretty much lame, but i remember it got published. tee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= the list of those who passed the DOST merit scholarship. this was quite a waste because bs biology wasn't covered. damn. i could have been living off a monthly stipend again. how i miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= most surprising. i'm on the philippine e-library! haha. turns out some people in DOST actually decided to publish our high school research on the internet (without me knowing by the way). oh my, i actually remember these days, when our research consultant called us idiots. idiots pala ha. our work was published. take that, you arrogant bastard. the only thing i did find bad was several typographical errors which i deny having ever made (if you knew me in high school and in college, you'd know i'd die if i didn't edit my work first).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;a href="http://wdmanuel.blogspot.com"&gt;wayne manuel's blog&lt;/a&gt;. pisay person, currently studying in the national university of singapore. he mentioned our work while commenting on the philippine e-library. yay. "The most intersting of the nine for me is the one done by &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=2658284"&gt;Reinzi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=3961909"&gt;Theresa&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=2201326"&gt;Andrew&lt;/a&gt; (links lead to Friendster). I do not know know [sic] Reinzi nor Theresa but I think I know them by face. I've tutored Andrew before. Without personal bias, I found theirs interesting because theirs is listed under the subject "spiritual healing". Their research involves some form of energy-healing and its effectiveness on rats. Fun!" ---&gt; someone actually liked the research. whopee for us! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the first physics lab day when our prof (who's about the most inconsistent person on the planet - but that's another story) asked us what three things we want to have accomplished in the next five years. i said that aside from having graduated from UPM with honors, and being in UP-PGH taking med proper, i also wanted to have published a book by then. which was a pretty far-flung idea. but when i scrolled down that e-Lib site, i saw something that made me think i've accomplished one out of three already:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"add book to cart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. there we are. i have a published book. which people can actually buy. this is just too funny. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113428099261503309?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113428099261503309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113428099261503309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113428099261503309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113428099261503309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-down.html' title='one down'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113422398446281373</id><published>2005-12-10T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:55.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>null and void</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;null and void&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i swear this has been a non-sem for me. it took me a few weeks to prove this to myself, and now i know. this IS a non-sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what do i mean by a non-sem? it doesn't feel like a real sem. plain and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;first off, my schedule. it's so damn OPEN. i actually have three halfdays every week. well, granted i do have a class till 7pm on tuesday, that's still a pretty light schedule. which is just really weird considering i'm taking 21 units. there are days i just stare blankly at my study table and wonder if i can count how many dents i've made in it. not to say that i'm bragging or what, but i thought i would have been mildly stressed by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;second thing is the christmas break. because of that jolly old yuletide thing, all exams have been postponed to next year. which really sucks when you think about it, cramming the exams of all 21 units into 3 months. the result: not much brain activity going on this part of the sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the third - the subjects. well, not them, per se, but the teachers. now, i have nothing against all of them (well, i do have A LOT of things against a particular physics lab teacher). but i feel that more than half of them don't actually know how to teach what they are supposed to be teaching. all my socsci teacher talks about comes from a book that actually deals with geology, and makes us watch documentaries which never seem to actually appear on TV. my natsci prof has just recently taken to giving notes - finally - after a few weeks of just talking like a very mild-mannered environmentalist. and while i believe my hum2 prof has one of the highest IQs in the UP faculty, there's still the tiny problem that she's so intimidating no one really dares to recite much. and don't even get me started with that physics lab teacher who doesn't know how to speak straight english, could get a zero in any grammar diagnostic test, uses old (as in the age of the industrial revolution) english to explain physics concept, cannot even properly teach how to use an object as simple as a vernier caliper, and who denies as proficiently as houdini escapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and fourth - the distractions. i mean, mallings, gimmicks, stuff like that. it's like everyone has taken a break from having fun. that's always been part of the sem - not actually studying but enjoying college life. *sigh* i don't even think the christmas party is going to push through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stef and i did something so very schoolgirl yesterday - stalk someone. it actually feels nice to do that again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113422398446281373?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113422398446281373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113422398446281373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113422398446281373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113422398446281373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/12/null-and-void.html' title='null and void'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113317286378538054</id><published>2005-11-28T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:55.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gimme.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so maybe i'm not in the christmas mood. but i'd like to say that i will be accepting gifts as early as today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea what to give me? see below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. books. yes, books, preferably contemporary fiction. no classics, please, i've already got a bunch of them. if you've got neil gaiman, i will personally kiss you upon receiving it.&lt;br /&gt;2. an ipod nano. the black one.&lt;br /&gt;3. if you do decide to get me #2, throw in the ipod nano armband.&lt;br /&gt;4. or i could always settle for an ipod mini.&lt;br /&gt;5. in which case i'd like an ipod mini carrying case as well.&lt;br /&gt;6. you know those big beady necklaces that everyone's wearing? i don't want them. simple necklaces. crystal pendants. that's the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;7. dangling earrings. silver ones. i cannot get enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;8. bath and body works fresh vanilla everything - lotion, lip balm, eau de toilette. i only have the body splash and that's just unfair.&lt;br /&gt;9. bags. the kinds that can fit my chem modules and still look stylish and in no way geeky.&lt;br /&gt;10. bags. this time, the small ones that i can go around malling with.&lt;br /&gt;11. a fossil watch. i've never had a fossil watch. that's just pathetic and i really want the one with the red leather.&lt;br /&gt;12. the compaq v2000 laptop. with the best specs. hey, one can dream.&lt;br /&gt;13. anything from TINT. it's my new favorite store.&lt;br /&gt;14. you know the pink capri jogging pants from nike? yeah, those.&lt;br /&gt;15. the green flipflops/thongs (sandals yan ha) from lae. the ones with the beady design. if you want, add the navy blue and pink ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;16. l'oreal extenso treatment. i might get this one done myself but hey, if somebody wants to pay for it, go on ahead.&lt;br /&gt;17. my own zoom-zoom. i want my zoom-zoom so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasps* only 17??? i will be updating this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113317286378538054?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113317286378538054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113317286378538054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113317286378538054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113317286378538054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/11/gimme.html' title='gimme'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113315658256087528</id><published>2005-11-28T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:55.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>five golden rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;z squared. cubed. to the fourth. and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i've been having those more regularly. eight hours of sleep, seven hours of classes, six hours of daydreams, five golden rings... four hummingbirds, three french hens, two turtle doves, and a patridge in a pear tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really in the christmas mood right now. well, if you consider "christmas mood" anticipating a really really big pile of gifts (preferably all expensive and lavishly wrapped), then i'm all for the jolly little holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before this year, we always had our christmas tree set up right after all soul's day (you know, at least to respect that day before we start counting down). we would spend &lt;em&gt;hours&lt;/em&gt; just setting it up, fussing about the lights, decorating it, and i'd do my first-class whining and eventually persuade my parents to buy newer and better decorations for the tree. by the end of november, there would already be at least 10 presents under it. by the first week of december, i'd already be sneaking down at night just to feel up the boxes and wonder what everybody had gotten me that year. and at 12am on christmas morning, we'd eat the noche buena so fast it, ignoring the potential dangers to our gastro-intestinal tracts, just so we could open the presents and take a plethora (B. Tan, 2004) of pictures while we were at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i don't even know where i'm spending my christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a topic that everybody has neatly avoided. we have three houses now (marikina - dad, taguig - mom, los banos - mom) and not one of them has a christmas tree up yet. my brother and i have been talking about it, and we're both very much helplessly confused. where to spend christmas? with our mom or with our dad? one thing we agreed on was that we were spending it together, no matter what - which poses a problem because come december 25, one of our parents might just be spending christmas morning alone. which neither of us want to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. the problems of a broken family. i never thought i'd ever be a part of one. but here i am, typing away, wondering what christmas would be like without the whole family intact. it has just been a few months since my parents officially (and legally) called it quits, and whether they know it or not, it has just turned my world upside down. and it might just ruin every happy christmas memory i've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it possible that we could spend christmas together? i'm not sure, although i don't think that'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i wish i were a little kid again. then i can hide myself under my warm covers with all my teddy bears and, just for those eight hours, ask the world to go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113315658256087528?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113315658256087528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113315658256087528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113315658256087528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113315658256087528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/11/five-golden-rings.html' title='five golden rings'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113291898108205551</id><published>2005-11-25T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:54.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gay naman siya eh. -mikko</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gay naman siya eh. -mikko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. no matter how hard i try, hindi parin ako natatawa sa joke na to about neil gaiman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i unconsciously made an early new year resolution. in the past three weeks, i've already read five books. novels. whoopee. i've never been as much active as a reader since.. early highschool? and i have no idea what triggered it now. i just realized one day at powerbooks that i actually wanted to buy the whole store. or just maybe the fiction section. and the shelf with the cute stationary. you know, if i had the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to books again. and not just novels.  i mean, i study in advance na. i actually &lt;em&gt;read&lt;/em&gt; my textbooks two days before the lessons start. there's something oddly comforting in books. first, most of them are cheap. if they're not, then they're good investments. they don't talk back annoyingly. they can make you laugh, cry, think, all in a span of roughly five minutes (i'm not just talking about novels here). masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like neil gaiman. i mean i really do like his work. it started when mark gave me this children's short story graphic-ish novel called "wolves in the walls", and then the powerbooks incident happened. since then i've loved reading his works. "stardust" is pure fantasy, "neverwhere" is pure thrill, and "good omens" is just pure stupidity and humor. he's one of the most versatile authors i know. and i love his sarcastic characters. nako, i highly recommend his books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. any other good books and/or authors? call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113291898108205551?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113291898108205551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113291898108205551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113291898108205551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113291898108205551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/11/gay-naman-siya-eh-mikko.html' title='gay naman siya eh. -mikko'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113122932471906314</id><published>2005-11-06T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>79 degrees</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;79 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what the voice-over in the plane said about the temperature in manila just before we landed. my initial expression was "what the hell??" i had been living in 50-something temperatures for the past three weeks tapos pagdating ko dito i realized one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang init talaga sa pilipinas. aaaarrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, tapos na ang post-vacation work ko. i've unpacked all my stuff, had my new clothes washed, placed back my old ones in my closet, admired all my new stuff (hehe), and labeled all my pasalubong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am extremely bored. to the point where it's really pathetic. i actually find excitement in arranging all my books according to height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i'm going shopping today! actually, thrift-shopping is a better term. i realized that i really want to buy lots of cheap stuff. my dorm needs a new soap dish. i need new jogging pants. i have only one scrunchie left. and i want an ipod nano. umm. hahaha, wag nalang pala. i might have my hair cut nga pala later this week. hmm. bagay ba sa akin ang bangs? i really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i woke up at 3am, fully alert and ready to start the day. i really need to fix this body clock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113122932471906314?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113122932471906314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113122932471906314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113122932471906314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113122932471906314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/11/79-degrees.html' title='79 degrees'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113070021281214849</id><published>2005-10-31T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:53.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going... going...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going... going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone. three days to go. yeah, pabalik na nga ako sa pilipinas. and i'm actually thankful. even though napakapangit ng ating bansa (see rant-ridden post below), my friends back home are people the even the beauty of the states cannot make me forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for my to-do list update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i got rid of my jetlag... uhm, around three days after we landed. hehe. i couldn't help it. the first few days, i ended up sleeping in the afternoon and wide-awake at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i did NOT bring my phone with me. hehe. so to all the people who texted me in the last two weeks, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i did attend the wedding anniversary.. and it was amazing. i would have cried, if not for the dozens of bloopers that happened. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i wasn't able to go to disneyland because it was about to close when i spent that day in LA. we went to downtown disney though. close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. this was sad. i wasn't able to re-visit universal studios. hmm. i was so excited about it pa naman when chucky told me about the cool new rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i went to great america, parang san jose's six flags. and i was tricked into riding the scariest rides. grabe. the invertigo. the dropzone. top gun. my neck, head and throat had never experienced that much pain before. haha. panalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. chuck e cheese's. yes, i did go back! hehehe. and i won almost a thousand tickets. i love that firetruck game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i have over 500 pictures in my digicam. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i have surfed every channel the satellite dish can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. and no, i haven't learned how to cook. hehe. i am hopeless in the kitchen, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. joseph's rapid increase in height was a product of a combination of genes, sports, and 2 glasses of milk a day. i swear i have the genes. i don't have the sports. and i could up the milk intake. two out of three. hmm. pwede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i met up with ram!!! hehehe. i thought it would be way impossible, considering the 10 to 12 hour ride that separated us. but at the last minute, we ended up flying to las vegas (oh yeah!!), and driving to LA. i found out that ram actually lived like 5 minutes away from our house there.. haha, and i jumped at the chance. englisero na si ram! haha. "oh, actually i just got off from work reinzi". haha. i still remember laughing so hard when he attempted to start a conversation in straight english. he's pretty good too. he has the accent down already. so we went to downtown disney, tas sabi niya he would buy anything for me, basta may symbolism. i ended up choosing a nemo stuffed toy for no reason, tapos we both laughed when we realized two things: it was orange, and it was from FINDING NEMO. haha, beryllium joke. sorry sa mga di nakakarelate. basta, that day was probably the best in my vacation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i shopped. and shopped. haha, and shopped more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. bumili na ako ng pasalubong. pero half-done palang ako. hehehe. don't get mad at me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooo ready to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113070021281214849?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113070021281214849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113070021281214849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113070021281214849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113070021281214849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/10/going-going.html' title='going... going...'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-113061948478787616</id><published>2005-10-30T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:52.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soliloquy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soliloquy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the title. that was my pseudo-blog's name way back in fourth year, when i was still taking up web design (aka. values education by capundag). hmm. come to think of it, pinaghirapan ko yung layout nun. i started from scratch. notepad, people, notepad pa talaga. i remember spending hours on it, even learning extra html. it had a winter theme to it. tapos mittens yung picture sa may upper left. i wonder why i never did make it a real blog. now i can't find the file anywhere. all this green is starting to hurt my eyes. sayang. i'm starting to hate blog templates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four days nalang uuwi na ako sa pilipinas. back to traffic, 1-lane freeways, rusty houses, tangled electrical wires, smog, dirt, pollution, you name it. nakakainis because the more i enjoyed the states, the more i realized how... UNFORTUNATE... our country is. i know, i know, meron naman tayong culture, arts, creativity, hospitality, blah blah blah. we've overrated ourselves. hospitality? would you really welcome a stranger inside your home in the philippines? would you chat with them at a bus stop? hell no. kasi mamaya patayin ka pa nila. hospitable lang tayo sa TOURISTS. kasi we see the advantage in getting them at our side. grr. hospitable my ass. seryoso, nainis lang ako bigla kasi nakita ko dito sa states na sobrang mas mababait pa yung mga kapitbahay namin na amerikano kaysa sa mga tao sa pilipinas. hospitality is not unique to us. we just made it seem that way para kahit papaano may maipagmamalaki rin tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm really frustrated right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went shopping (again) and i found that in all the shoe stores, may mga boxes na may free "slip-on socks". it's like these disposable short stockings na masarap suotin with almost any footwear. tapos naisip ko, "hindi magkakaroon ng ganyan sa pilipinas." bakit? kasi iuuwi lang ng mga tao yung buong box instead of getting 1 or 2 pairs. haaay. same principle with public restrooms and the availability of tissue and toilet seat covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really infuriating to think about because it's true. in majority (baka kasi may umangal na "hindi lahat ng pilipino ay ganyan!!" blah blah), filipinos have absolutely no discipline. we swerve in traffic, cruise on the shoulder lane, bring home tissue from public restrooms, throw trash everywhere, spit on the sidewalk (damn), cheat our way through taxes, pirate everything we see,... and at the end of the day, we COMPLAIN about the state we are in and waste time rallying for things that we don't even understand. wala akong alam sa politics. i'm not pro-government. i'm not even pro-anything. but it's both funny and pitiful to think that filipinos do these things and WONDER why we are in the state we are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a thought. parang ang sarap tumira sa states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'm just really grouchy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-113061948478787616?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/113061948478787616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=113061948478787616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113061948478787616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/113061948478787616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/10/soliloquy.html' title='soliloquy'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112902988256306933</id><published>2005-10-11T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:52.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>va-cay!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;va-cay!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, katatapos lang ng calculus finals kanina.. which means my sembreak has officially begun! hehe.. um, there's still a snag sa swimming finals (which i really hope will not push through considering i'll be 20000 miles away from rizal memorial by then), but i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress level = nada. zilch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the only reason i never really posted was because i was too damn busy with everything else. looking back, relatively kalat yung sem ko. but it's ok, considering everything non-academice that happened to me as well. i'm proud of my efforts in calculus, chem18, bio102lec and probably histo4. so-so in chem18.1, and humst20. and i just have to repeatedly kick myself at what i did to my bio102lab grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all is good. tapos na eh. i have never been this much stress-free. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving for san francisco (and some other parts of california) on friday, 10pm (hints to all those who want to see me off at the airport). three weeks of absolutely no acads. oh yeah. and i made a to-do list na while i'm in the states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; get rid of my jetlag (hopefully less than a day into my vacation)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; find out how i'm going to use my phone while i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; attend my grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary.. aww, shucks..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; re-visit disneyland! i know, i'm not a kid anymore, but it's been ages and i miss dear old mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; re-visit universal studios. i hear they have AWESOME new rides.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; go to six flags. the last time i was there i couldn't even ride anything. i was too damn SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; chucky cheese's!! haha, it's the best arcade in the whole world. and the pizza's great too.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; take lots of pictures in my digicam. and i mean LotS.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; watch HBO1, HBO2, and HBO3 all in the same time on my tita's satellite TVs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; learn how to make uncle ferds' mocha roll. it's positively delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; learn to make sushi na rin. uncle ferds is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; find out how the heck joseph grew to a height of 5'10'' from a measly 4'11 the last time i saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and do whatever it takes to accomplish the same.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; meet up with ram!!! haha, my tita says it's like a 12-hour ride from her home but hey, i miss him to death. ram, if you're reading this.. wala lang. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SHOP FOR CLOTHES. yes people. in all caps. :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; shop for pasalubong. haha. i might get stoned to death if i don't do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112902988256306933?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112902988256306933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112902988256306933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112902988256306933'/><link 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friends from the other side of the pacific? and what if they actually found you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about you. but i'm delightfully amazed. and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind to the past. a decade ago, i was a primary 2 student in garden international school, in kuala lumpur, malaysia. my best friends weren't pinoy. they were malaysian, chinese, belgian, every nationality you could probably think of. those were the times. i rememeber the school badges, the colors, the school song, the fact that the school was right in my neighborhood. i remember always hanging around by the playground, and getting in trouble for pulling ross' hair - my first ever trip to the principal's office. i remember the puppet play, where i absolutely loved the fact that i was going to be the one to talk in front of the whole student body. and i remember my skirt going up ever so slightly and dahlia trying to pull it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe i found them again. i was just searching around friendster for old friends. then, i searched for adrian gaffor and surprise, surprise, i found him. he has grown. though according to his testimonials, not so much vertically. haha. and then i found ashleigh, dahlia, li ling, adrian wong, jatin, leanne, hajar... a whole lot of people in my class. they're all sooooo different now. and yet still the same. am i making sense? i don't know anymore. amazing how friendster works. my appreciation for it has escalated to indescribable proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a big reunion in KL next summer. perfect. it could be the best birthday gift yet if i could go. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112580146282643490?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112580146282643490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112580146282643490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112580146282643490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112580146282643490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/09/giddy-nostalgia.html' title='giddy nostalgia'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112520338980374546</id><published>2005-08-28T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:51.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;updates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no classes tomorrow. yes. i'm actually loving GMA right now for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the entire morning reading my old posts. even from "life gave me lemons". i used to be so dedicated to this blog pala. and expressive about more things other than acads. you could see it naman eh. the transition from pisay to UP was clear when i stopped blogging about malls and outings and started with identifying unknowns and perfecting dep exams. makes me wonder if acads really did eat up my college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have my pseudofriends. i still have my blockmates. and i still love pisay. i still have my manila family. pero i don't get to see mark and mikko na. and franz has completely made his way out of our lives. nasaan na kaya siya? is he even safe? actually, i don't think i even care anymore. when one of your closest friends deserts you, you tend to think that way. i remember feeling so worried the first few months. we always talked about him, and forgiving everything he did just so he'd come back, but that never really happened. i told myself i'd always miss that guy. marami na rin kaming napagdaanan. and i do miss those days. but right now, i don't even find myself remembering him, unless somebody mentions his name. am i really that apathetic? maybe i've just closed that chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately talaga napakagulo ng buhay ko. with my parents' annulment on its way to becoming final, i find myself wondering every friday afternoon where i'm going to go... taguig with my mom, or marikina with my dad. when they told me about their plans, i guess part of me expected it. they were never really the picture-perfect couple anyway. but i never thought it would be this hard to deal with. half of the time i'm at either home, it would always come up in discussions. "alam mo ba si daddy mo..." or "alam mo ba, si mama mo...". it gets tiring, whenever one parent talks about the other like that, as if they're using black propaganda on one another. if they only knew how alike they talked about one another, they'd be perfect for one another. but these things are final, no matter how much i want them not to be. i hate it. sometimes i feel like staying the weekend in the dorm para wala nang gulo. if only they knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to the states sa sembreak. my dad thinks its because i miss my relatives. he's right, but not totally. i just want to get away for a little while. a few weeks of solitude should do me well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112520338980374546?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112520338980374546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112520338980374546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112520338980374546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112520338980374546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/08/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112514461246505074</id><published>2005-08-27T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:51.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy, ouch ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy happy, ouch ouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biogyugan was a complete and total... disaster. haha, maybe to a point i'm exaggerating, but there were so many bad things that happened talaga. let me list some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the curtains opened while the opening narration wasn't even starting yet. that meant having to hold our starting positions for more than two minutes, which was hardest for lala and me (try kneeling in one place while your arms are outstreched for that long).&lt;br /&gt;2. ayaw gumana nung video the first time. pero eventually it played.&lt;br /&gt;3. sobrang gulo ng steps namin. obvious naman eh. mas maganda talaga nung practices namin.&lt;br /&gt;4. hindi rinig nang maayos yung narration because of the sound system. masakit yun. chucky, dom, ton and i spent hours perfecting it only to be ruined by technicalities.&lt;br /&gt;5. ang pangit nung backdrop. no offense meant to anyone. all of us thought the concept was nice, but we didn't realize it didn't mesh well with anything else.&lt;br /&gt;6. the costumes were too plain. damn the issue with exorbitance. does the DB really think the other years pulled their presentations off in a budget of 200 pesos per person?&lt;br /&gt;7. sabog yung props. again, no offense meant. kinulang lang talaga kami ng practice time so we didn't get to rehearse with the props. si kristian, crate na yung binuhat. si nicole, walang binasag na urn. yung mountain ni ursula, nagcollapse. ang dami talaga.&lt;br /&gt;8. the music stopped midway. ito yung biggest hit sa amin. the sound system people stopped our cd without telling us. tapos we had to wait 5 MINUTES before they could play it again. sobrang kawawa ng mga naka-pose for that long sa stage. and it hurt that we got a 5 percent deduction for something that was NOT our fault.&lt;br /&gt;9. nagkapareho kami sa 3rd year ng music sa isang scene. and the juniors acted so violently. duh. as if sila lang yung may karapatan na gumamit ng music na yun diba? and if we had known, ayaw din namin nga pareho kami..&lt;br /&gt;10. nawalan ng mic si nemia sa singing part niya. thank goodness may mabait na nag-abot.&lt;br /&gt;11. none of us could clearly hear the music sa last part so we ended up dancing differently on stage. the good thing was that since half yung mga nagkamali, the thing looked rehearsed.&lt;br /&gt;12. and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up in 3rd place. badtrip talaga, because we knew we had a shot at the top 2. ang dami talagang nangyari sa biogyugan na to. daming issues. yung exorbitance, yung funds, yung coreography.. almost-falling out between blocks, within blocks... inggitan, payabangan, lahat na. curse words were thrown out on a daily basis as if it were the most normal thing in the world. tempers flared. words were exchanged. and lots and lots of tears were shed. siguro this really wasn't the way i had hoped things to end after all we had gone through. but i guess there's still next year. and the year after that. matagal-tagal pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumuloy kami kina tomi after the whole thing. actually wala talaga kaming ginawa doon. picture, video, videoke, card games, pool, ayon. wala ngang aminan sessions na nangyari eh, sayang. tapos ayon. first time to drink tequila. masarap pala siya. way better than beer. kaso my skin asthma is acting up again dahil doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ay sabog today. seriously. i slept mga 4:30 am na tapos 2 hours later i woke up. usap-usap kami, tapos we made our way to manila na. i have been sleeping at the dorm, in the car, tapos until now in my bed the whole day. plus i'm cranky pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high risk, low returns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112514461246505074?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112514461246505074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112514461246505074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112514461246505074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112514461246505074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-happy-ouch-ouch.html' title='happy happy, ouch ouch'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112461086999571618</id><published>2005-08-21T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:50.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl kalat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;girl kalat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially letting this sem pass by with *shudder* mediocrity. ewan ko. maybe my mind has been overworked. maybe the biogyugan finally took its toll. maybe it's the whole annulment thing going on with my parents. or maybe i'm just getting plain lazy. whatever it is, i've decided to relax for the remaining weeks of the semester. and i'm dead serious about it. take today, for instance. i have a hundred pages worth of notes to read for the anatomy exam tomorrow. but i'm typing away instead. it feels nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i following in the footsteps of those who sank rather than swam? i don't think so. &lt;em&gt;bahala na. bawi nalang next sem&lt;/em&gt;. but i sure sound like it. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to post this sa blog, kasi i still can't get over it. i can't believe taga-pisay pala si sir leo! good lord. *to non-block2 people: sir le0 yambot --&gt; my chem 18.1 prof for half of this semester* and what's funnier is that... tededen.. batch 01 siya.. and backboy. YES, my professor and i actually went to high school together, and he used to be a part of the gang that no one dared to match. the gang, na according kay mikko, nambabatok sa first year people for no reason. the gang that used to dump water on people nung fair. the gang na ka-share namin ng tambayan nung first year (remember alex the corn guy? yep, his spot was where you could find topaz people and the backboys in one place - the strangest combination ever). what's funny about it is that napakalabo niya talagang prof. i mean, out of the whole class, kami lang ni jonathan yung natutuwa talaga sa kanya. naks, the pisay connection. the moodswings, tapos the style of teaching, grabe.. it's either you'll love or hate him for it. then i find out na backboy pala siya. i couldn't stop laughing nung nalaman ko. pero he's a laude, sobrang sipag nga niya eh. talino pa. yes, idol na. ang labo ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, napansin ko lang na i've been the go-to girl for practically everyone who ever needed advice in the matters of the heart. to a point it IS flattering, but also very very STRANGE, considering that with my track record, i'm not exactly at the top of the experience department. but that's me... rsb_advice (oooh, juancho, i know what you're thinking right now), ate luz (now i'm remembering aspi)... kaibigan ng lahat. everybody's friend. i'm starting to sound a tad bitter, so i'll just stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love shopping for groceries at shopwise libis. promise, they have everything! even the spices we used to have in malaysia. plus this great caramel+pastillas ice cream i'm currently enjoying very much. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i'm going to relax it means i'm not going to study. *sigh* kalat mode = off. for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112461086999571618?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112338910341223705</id><published>2005-08-07T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:50.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all of the people with nothing to do, and nothing to lose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of the people with nothing to do, and nothing to lose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never been so thankful for my blockmates until the past week. ever since practice for the biogyugan (well, excluding all the issues before it actually began) started, i've seen whole new sides to them that i would have probably never seen had it been just an ordinary UPM week. i guess that's what practices until 9pm can do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love our concept. unlike last year, which i remember clearly as total humiliation, we already know what to do. i love the dance steps, and even though i couldn't really climb certain stairs at the AS because of my almost-cramping legs, i know every move we perfected was worth it. i can't even begin to describe how much i want to do our egyptian dance in front of everyone come august 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang galing talaga. i've gotten to talk to more people. tumaas ang sales ng ministop and jollibee just because of us. i learned that a 500-ml bottle of water can actually satisfy up to five people after 4 hours of nonstop practice. nalaman kong ang ganda talaga ng poise ni nicole sa opening part ng dance. i learned that chucky seems to be the only guy who actually has more CDs than imelda marcos has shoes. i learned to appreciate instrumentals. i, with many other blockmates, haven't learned to contain the excitement when i see arjay's head always lock into place everytime he changes a move. i learned na napaka-flexible talaga ni vince. and that jonathan takes dancing very seriously. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mushy as it sounds, i really feel that i belong here, in this block. kahit sabog kami, ok lang. kahit maraming hindi marunong sumayaw (ahem ahem), we can pull off a jaw-dropping performance. kasi bonded kami (no pun intended sa choice of music natin). kasi we understand each other. kaya naming tawanan ang mga sarili namin. we can talk in dotA code, and have real fun while doing it. we can trip, fall, and stumble during practices, but come out perfect in the end. we have the patience to sit and watch the others learning 4 counts of dance moves and support them all the way. we end up having a cheering frenzy whenever we get a move right. we don't forget to make each and every person laugh, kahit sa pinaka-corny na jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious note, hindi lang sila nandyan pag practice. kahit magulo buhay mo, nandyan sila para sayo. to hug you. para magpahiram ng hanky dahil hindi mo mahanap yung hanky mo habang umiiyak ka. tumigil sa paglalakad sa RH at hayaan kang maglabas ng sama ng loob. magtext para lang malaman kung ok ka na. this is the stuff friendships are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them. alam na nila yun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112338910341223705?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112338910341223705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112338910341223705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112338910341223705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112338910341223705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-of-people-with-nothing-to-do-and.html' title='all of the people with nothing to do, and nothing to lose'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112227395653433193</id><published>2005-07-25T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:50.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really does fly. it's been weeks since i last checked my mail (107 messages since), friendster, and just plain gone online. ang pangit talaga ng lagay ko this sem. it's like everything that can happen to me already has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got sick again. damn. this time, the asthma came back, and i was forced on ventolin plus steroids. i can't even remembe the last time i took steroids. oh, and we're dissecting cats this semester, meaning either i don't breathe for three hours or come out of zoology lab class wheezing and gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 21 was fun. hehe. sobrang memorable. pagkagising ko palang tumawag na si oyayi with matching song. yey. nanlibre ako ng mga tao sa yellow cab (savings = zero), just like last year. sobrang ginago ako ni dan kasi he used his new number and pretended to be a stalker (reinzi baby pala ha..). haha. tapos all my close friends in UPM were acting really weird.. ayaw nila akong mag-rest the whole day. they dragged me around the mall for over and hour, and then finally nalaman ko kung bakit. it seems my kuya planned me a surprise dinner with all my closest college friends sa friday's. hehe, i love him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 23, grav moment talaga. although i spent the entire morning peeling yucky fat-laden skin off my cat, nakaabot parin ako kina gerson just in time for lunch and libre with grav. haaaay. nostalgia. nanlibre nanaman kami ng pizza and pepsi (trademark libre namin ni gerson, hehe). we played charades! again. and again. ang cute talaga namin. i can't believe gerson got "white oleander" and "intolerable cruelty". movie freak. tapos sabay-sabay kaming nanood ng UP game. dammit gerson, sabi na nga namin humabol ka na sa halftime eh. badtrip. kung kailan pa kami nagkasama-samang mga pisay-UP saka pa natalo. si janj nagh-hyperventilate na habang sinisigawan yung mag referee. na-realize ko na nakaka-miss talaga ang kanyang youthful exuberance. hehehe. kahit si gerard, sobrang na-miss ko. tapos kamukhang kamukha pa niya si andro kaya everytime i see him naaalala ko siya. na-miss ko ang kakulitan ni theresa, ang deep words nina ron and marvin, ang speech-phobia ni viviene, lahat na. grav, matuwa na kayo. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my presents. hehe. sinilip nina cae, nicole, stef and gelie yung wishlist ko and got me dangling earrings from my favorite store. hehe, cute. chie got me bright yellow flipflops na nakakapagpaputi ng paa. oh yeah! :) si mikko pinakita pa yung shirt sa akin a few days bago pa niya ibigay. nakakatuwa. mark owes me a gift!! people from the block got me a humor post bear, tapos chocolate cake (yummy). monkey mug from bryan (was he trying to tell me something? hmmm) tsaka yung sobrang cute na R pendant from joyce and pat. and i can't believe my mom actually gave me flowers. kuya got me HP6 (which i finished in one afternoon). cute bag from vivi, equally cute top from theresa. tapos si gerson binigyan ako ng stitch na toy na magnetic. hehe. oops. i owe him one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressful ng 2nd year. but it's times like these that make it so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112227395653433193?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112227395653433193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112227395653433193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112227395653433193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/112227395653433193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/07/spinning.html' title='spinning'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-112046064538355923</id><published>2005-07-04T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:49.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back from the dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone who bothered visiting this blog the past month and excess days, i apologize. again, the culprit in my lack of updates was: stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, natapos rin ang summer. ok lang. pwede na. US standing parin, although the 2.0 grade in organic chem just made me realize na hindi talaga ako pwedeng maging chemist. i thought for the longest time since 3rd year that it had something to do with the teacher. hindi pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now 2nd year na. iba talaga siya pag 2nd year na. during the first year, my majors were, well, relatively easy. madali lang maka-uno sa exam. now, we're taking up comparative vertebrate anatomy, and i swear i want to strangle whoever discovered all the parts of the amphioxus body. i got a line of 7 in a quiz i studied until 2a.m. for. grrrr. and to rub salt on the wound, we actually have to have chem 18 in the same semester. pinagtatawanan ako ni oyayi dito eh. pinakamahirap pala to na chem. no joke, i really prefer organic chem over this, and that's saying a lot. the only thing i really have to complain about in humanities is the teacher (the same comm2 prof we had in the 2nd sem - oh hell), but the load is relatively light. the other subjects are ok, and typical of what UP always hands out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always getting sick nowadays. i swear, i got the flu three weeks into the semester, and then again last weekend, making me miss a debut. a really important one. damn. the rainy season and i never really seem to get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking for a really long time that i should get a hobby. before you start raising your eyebrow, let me elaborate. i've done practically nothing during college but study and watch tv on the side. i mean, the badminton days ended, and so did my stint in high school journalism. i really have nothing to show for now except for my classcards. and i'm getting sick of it. i watched the UPM chorale perform (for the nth time) last week, and i remember wanting to join way back last year. maybe if i had done something other than study, life wouldn't be so monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told this to my brother while we were watching the wimbledon semifinals. and then it hit us. we could learn tennis. i've never had any training in tennis whatsoever. in fact, the tennis equipment we have at home has never been used for purposes other than fun. fun translating to hitting balls in our backyard. well, it's about time we put them to good use. i finally have something planned for the sem break. weee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go. i think i'm unconsciously being forced to study by the thought of chem 18.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-112046064538355923?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/112046064538355923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=112046064538355923' title='0 Comments'/><link 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no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa-tis-fac-tion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. naalala ko lang kasi si britney when i was typing up this post. well, tapos na summer ko (assuming naka-40+ ako sa fourth dep ng organic chem). and i'm going to remember the properties of acetonitrile and salicylic acid for the rest of my life, thanks to our two unknowns. thank goodness. marami kasi akong nagawa nung summer na hindi ko ata dapat ginawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never been satisfied with mediocrity. ewan ko ba. i guess, thanks to my psych10 classes, i can trace this way back to my "early childhood stage". that's the way my parents wanted it. when i received honors in GIS, it was something normal for them. when i averaged an O grade in Miriam (mga knoller lang makakaintindi nito.. haha), they demanded to know why i didn't get the coveted O with a star. when i passed the pisay entrance exams, they said they had hoped i would be an agham awardee(which i was far from). when i became a director's lister in the first year, they also wanted to know why i wasn't at the top of my class. you could just cut the tension with knife when i didn't win in the nationals for presscon. and the biggest blow to my ego - after knowing i passed the upcat, they were disappointed i didn't make the cut for intarmed. just some of the really bad things that come with overachieving parents. they wouldn't lock me up in a cupboard under the stairs, or refuse me my nutritional rights or anything. they just got disappointed a little bit more than necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it just rubbed off on me. i grew up not celebrating a 90 when there existed a 100. i was happy (make that ecstatic) whenever i'd do something i knew others had not, but at the same time i always wanted to do more than that. pisay was quite a frustration. you know, it was just a teeny bit more difficult to academically stand out there. but at least there was the comfort that i was studying there. and then college came. when i found out i didn't pass intarmed, i didn't really speak to anyone that day. the fact that i actually passed the upcat didn't even seem to prove its worth to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP life. they say pisay students do only one of two things in UP: sink, or swim (credits go to peyups.com and every single pisay teacher who said this). i vowed i'd never do the former. and with that, i promised myself that i would do what i had not been able to do in high school. so i did. i started rearranging my life to make it revolve around this single goal. my TV days were over, and so were my telebabad sessions. in short, nagpaka-nerdo ako. it worked. although again, my parents were just a little bit disappointed that i wasn't a US during first sem, i knew they were happy. and they got even happier after second sem. same with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but summer came, and with it the dreaded organic chem. i thought i had left this way back with ma'am jackie in the third year. but no. it just had to catch up with me. the line of 7 grades that i would have loved to burn in the former semesters have been the only ones to make me smile during those torture sessions. and i hate it. i hate the fact that the DPSM created exams that no one could even get a line of 9 in. i hate it that everybody works so hard for these tests just to barely pass in the exams. i hate the fact that these same people are going to have to take the final exams when i know they don't deserve to. i hate the fact that i didn't study seriously for the fourth dep because my heart wasn't into it. and i really really hate the fact that somehow, i'm already happy with my line of 7s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, i'm just ranting. organic chem has made me a very cranky, sleep-deprived, insanely irrational person. bear with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111685059303543180?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111685059303543180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111685059303543180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111685059303543180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111685059303543180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-cant-get-no.html' title='i can&apos;t get no...'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-111632668497782605</id><published>2005-05-17T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:47.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten patterns of neurotic needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the ten patterns of neurotic needs according to karen horney's psychoanalytical social theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. acceptance and approval - approval sa aming unknown. waah! ano bang compound ang may nitrogen, a1 acid, maraming carbon at may boiling point na 109 degrees? at ano pa yung chlorinated carboxylic acid na ang melting point naman ay 148 degrees? pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a partner, someone who will take over ones life - pwede. ha de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. narrow borders, easy contentment - please wag lang akong magfinals, ok na. gusto ko lang naman makanood ng star wars sa greenbelt eh. at sana malaman na namin yang dalawang unknown na yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. power - i want omnipotence. i want the power to identify organic compounds. i want the power to write reaction mechanisms for nucleophilic substitution. i want power over the chem stockroom people. gusto ko ng matinong alcohol lamp, copper wire, at mortar and pestle. gusto ko rin yung powers ni iceman. sana summer boyfriend ko nalang siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. exploit others and get the better of them - earl! jonathan! tonton! i want to exploit your talent in identifying unknowns. waha. pati na rin si ma'am martin, para sabihin na niya sa amin kung ano yung unknown. wahehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. fame and prestige - pansinin niyo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. personal admiration - i love myself. pramis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. personal achievement - may personal rachelle m. binarao ako. ok na yun. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. self-sufficiency and independence - gusto ko nang magka-condo sa rob towers! ayoko na sa mainit na dorm na may isang higanteng flying ipis sa CR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. perfection and unassailability - my personal unconscious is acting up again. matutuwa sa freud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111632668497782605?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111632668497782605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111632668497782605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;benzene + methyl group + nitric acid + phosphoric acid + hot potassium permanganate equals...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totoong problem yan. isa lang din yung sagot. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo, napabayaan ko ang blog. actually i promised myself that i would stop blogging this summer to give way to more.. academic.. activities. since organic chem ang summer (at alam naman ng lahat ng pisay under ma'am jackie kung gaano kagimbal-gimbal ang subject na to), sabi ko sa sarili ko na magse-serious gaming ako. pwede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap pala ng summer na required na 8 units. 7:30-9:30, dalawang oras papaikutin yung utak mo sa mga diagram ng pi electron delocalization at electrophilic addition. simula 9:45 hanggang 11:45 naman lalong masisira yung ulo mo dahil sa psych. at since napaka-late magdismiss ni dear psych teacher, mapipilitan ka nalang magmadali papunta sa GAB canteen, bumili ng Aling Nena's Rice in a Box (in tapa, hungarian, korean bbq, tocino, and chorizo flavors!) at kumain sa chemlab classroom kasma ng mga higanteng bote ng toluene, styrene, at ringer's reagent. at kung hindi ka pa malalason doon, di bale. may apat na oras pa ng chemlab para mangyari to. ang eksena na to ay nangyayari araw-araw nga pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang init. umaabot na daw sa 40 degrees. SHET. tapos wala pa si ate-photocopy-lady kaya pag kailangan ng handouts, maglalakad pa kami sa taft. hooomaygaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simula nga pala bukas ng hell week namin. three days straight ng identifying unknowns sa chemlab. bale 12 hours yun. oh yeah. tapos chemlec exam bukas. psych exam sa tuesday. sa thursday, full force na. exams ng chemlec, chemlab, and psych.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagb-blog ako. wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111614290152335495?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111614290152335495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111614290152335495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;time flies when... well, it always does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. one week to go, pasukan nanaman. the first few days of the vacation were misspent. utterly so. bumming around is not something i'm going to want to do in a long time. so i made my summer list (as you've probably seen), and i really want to go around to completing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 3. i played badminton again, just this morning. two solid hours of scaring my mom with smashes. sobrang liberating. i haven't had so much fun in a long time. but my mom won against me, 2-1. and i realized that my backhand work was getting sloppy. but even though my wrist is really hurting right now, i want to keep on playing. plus maraming *sticks* kanina sa badminton courts sa ortigas. what a bonus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 4. well, there isn't really any time to actually go to a beach anymore (hintayin ko nalang until debut ni jangjang =p), so i stuck to swimming sa pool. kahapon, we went to laguna to visit tita roselle (my mom's best friend) tapos naki-swimming na rin kami. it feels so good to swim again, without rules and without limits. even doc (tita roselle's husband, everybody calls him by this name because he's was the youngest PhD ever produced by UP, woah =p) said he couldn't beat me at freestyle. this coming from a guy who could do 1km without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 5. i've read one and a half books. and that's not counting those online. shet, 3 and a half pa to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 6. i've practically spring-cleaned our entire house. it's becoming a habit. whenever i have absolutely nothing to do, i actually resort to &lt;em&gt;cleaning&lt;/em&gt;. fixing stuff. throwing away junk. finding ways to make our house more aesthetically pleasing. no one here's complaining, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i haven't done number 2 (naghihintay pa ako ng mag-aayos ng outing. hehe.) and i don't really have the money to actually splurge. sa susunod nalang yung mga yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pupunta kaming EK tomorrow.. yay. extended manila family na to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** i'm in love with kitchie nadal's "same ground". the lyrics are pure genius, and her voice on the track is beautifully haunting. i know not a lot of people appreciate the song. buti naman. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111312641128806482?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111312641128806482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tick tock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon nag-start officially ang summer ko. yey. :D pero when i say summer, i mean a two-week break. not even enough for a decent hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero pagsasamantalahan ko na to. God knows when i'll be able to have a semi-detoxifying break like this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. go to EK. the last time i went to any themepark was back in high school. no, wait. grade school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. mag-Be malling/outing/kalat. we could use a number bigger than seven in our next greenbelt adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. play badminton. everyday. i haven't played a decent game since the christmas break. and i haven't been practicing my smashes. or backhands. or anything, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. go to boracay/bohol/batangas. any sort of white sand beach. i need white sand beaches. desperately. just keep me away from the sea urchins, and i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. read at least five books. really. i am in desperate need of literary enrichment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. spring clean. give away the old to make way for the new. and finally get rid of the disturbing dust bunnies that have been lurking under my bed for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. splurge. spend every last cent on tops, jeans, badminton shoes, earrings (a recent shopping fave), books, books, and more books. assuming i even have enough money left from numbers 1-4 to even do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i guess it's a pretty do-able list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111267275171404413?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111267275171404413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111267275171404413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111267275171404413'/><link rel='self' 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maging madrama. eh nung nagkita naman kami parang ordinary Be malling lang naman. oo nga pala, di ko pa yun nakukwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rewind to last friday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umaga palang medyo natataranta na ako. di ko kasi alam kung may kasabay akong magco-commute from manila to greenbelt. akala ko makakasama ko sina danlen, pero nag-cancel sila kasi may ginawa sila for comm. so mag-isa pala ako sa LRT and MRT. pero paglabas ko sa dorm, it struck me (literally): ang init. therefore, nag-taxi nalang ako pupuntang makati. para no hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumating ako sa greenbelt ng 11am. shet. 30 minutes early. as usual, ako nanaman yung pinakamaagang dumating. na-anticipate ko na na maaga akong dadating, so nagdala ako ng (maraming) cash para makapag-shopping muna. yey. hehe. pero na-realize ko na kung sa greenbelt3 ako gagastos ng pera, malamang isang cap, shirt and pares ng medyas lang yung mabibili ko. so stick to window shopping nalang. after a few minutes, dumating na rin si john paul, si juancho, at si ram. nag-stay kami sa starbucks at kumain ng confused chocolate chip cookies. confused kasi according to ram, "di mo alam kung gusto niyang maging chewy o crispy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wound up eating at oody's, at doon lang ako nakakita ng isang tao na literal na pula dahil sa anghang. apparently, nag-order si ram ng isang extra spicy dish na isang sipsip palang, pagpapawisan ka na. ang nakakatawa (at medyo nakakaawa) pa dun, dumaan ng mga 15 minutes bago siya mabigyan ng tubig ng waiter. hehe, parang comedy tuloy yung dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumating si laurice, joana at aika, and tumuloy na kami sa timezone. nagpa-sketch kami ng mukha. hehe, basta, dun sa computerized thingy na parang neoprint pero portrait sized. ang pangit. mukha kaming mga sumobra sa sunbathing. tapos putol pa yung mga mukha ng iba. pano, pito kami doon sa isang compartment na dapat ata for two lang. hehe. iba talaga ang be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanood kami ng the pacifier afterwards. ok lang, pero mas nakakatawa lang kasi lahat kaming magkakatabi e mabababaw ang kaligayahan. tapos, nag-coffee kami sa seattle's best. doon, nag-try kaming magpaka-senti. wala eh. instead, we ended up in fits of laughter. napasobra ata sa kape at sa mga corny jokes. pero sobrang saya nung moment na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang dami kong natutunan tungkol kay ram nung araw na yun. nalaman ko na pag minamadali mo siya, bibigyan ka nalang niya ng pera (hehe, diba laurice?). nalaman kong pag natatawa siya sa scene sa movie, nags-squirm siya sa kanyang upuan. at natutunan ko rin na may false tooth siya na naka-attach sa kanyang retainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumating yung time na mag-aalisan na kami. hanggang doon, pilit parin kaming nagpapaka-senti. to the point na sabi kami nang sabi ng "awwww" every 10 seconds nina laurice. nung hinatid na nila ako finally sa powerbooks para masundo, na-hug ko pa si ram nang matagal, pero hindi ko na-feel na aalis na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fastforward to present*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ngayon naman, nararamdaman ko na. siguro dapat medyo tinagalan ko pa yung hug. siguro dapat nag-cut nalang ako ng comm para pumunta sa diliman at sumama sa paggawa ng video para sa kanya. siguro dapat ginawan ko siya ng letter. at siguro dapat nagpaka-senti na nga kami sa seattle's best para at least nasabi ko na lahat ng kadramahan na gusto kong sabihin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero wala na eh. mamayang gabi na yung flight niya. ram naman kasi eh, bakit mo pa kasi naisip na nabubulok ka na sa pilipinas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan kasi akala mo na dahil close friend mo yung tao eh nandiyan siya parati. diyan sa may san juan. hindi rin pala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111252132316383250?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-111244191147234166</id><published>2005-04-02T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:45.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>royally pissed off</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;royally pissed off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone trashed my friendster account today. and when i say trashed, i do mean trashed. my account name was changed to an incredibly cliched sexual reference, and my profile suffered no less. part of it was the same text that i've had the past few months; the rest was total garbage. not only did the jerk mess up my name, he made me look like a schizophrenic. half of me this sane, socially stable person. and the other half, some sort of jologs, sex-crazed weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness chie texted me about this right away. so now, after careful editing, with a few expletives muttered along the way, everything's back to the way it was. except that my profile's a little bit angrier than it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i let the steam cool off though, it was actually kind of funny, but still in a very serious, i-want-to-kill-the-friggin-bastard-who-did-this sort of way. i mean, come on. this guy manages to get hold of my account, and has all the freedom in the world to make anything out of it, and the best name he can come up with is "d*** sucker". oh, how amazingly original. and to show how unbelievably talented he is in the field of the english vocabulary, the only words he adds are "sex", "GRO", and "blowjob", in repeated form. and what's worse, he only uses these three words and yet he manages to commit grammatical errors along the way. judging from his choice in words, i'm starting to think he hasn't gotten any in quite some time. or maybe he never has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually don't know how he accessed my account. i know i always log out whenever i'm at netopia, but the other choice would be that he hacked my account. and that would be giving him too much credit. i hardly believe that a person with that much skill could have such a tasteless, and in other word stupid, choice of online mockery. no, this little pitiful piece of dirt was someone my pet dog would beat in an IQ test. therefore, i revert back to the theory that i didn't log out in the internet cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity these kinds of people. no wait, i pity &lt;em&gt;the country&lt;/em&gt; for having a population comprising these kinds of people. the people who have absolutely nothing better to do in their lives but to make complete and utter fools of other people, and thus themselves, through their tasteless pranks and idiotic means of conducting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the person who did this repent for his shameful ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a very large, deep, steep pit filled with equally large, ferocious, and very very hungry fire ants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111244191147234166?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111244191147234166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111244191147234166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111244191147234166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111244191147234166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/04/royally-pissed-off.html' title='royally pissed off'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-111216641745192210</id><published>2005-03-30T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:45.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT. hehe. pero seriously, sobrang boring pala ng bakasyon pag sa UP ka nag-aaral. take the holy week, for example. five exams, tapos bilang zero. five days of bumming around. dapat ginawa ko na yung comm paper, but nooooo. sa sobrang boring ng holy week, wala akong ginawa. may sense ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat gagawin ko yung comm paper ko nung monday. umuwi pa ako ng monday afternoon para lang gawin yun. pero dumating yung relatives ko mula sa states (yay!) kaya i got a little distracted. i swear, ang lalaki na ng mga pinsan ko. and i couldn't stay away from Sean, my youngest cousin. ang cuuuuute niya, grabe. ang hilig pang magpakarga sakin.. aww.. tapos pag kinakantahan ko, nakakatulog siya. sabi ng tita ko, ako lang daw ang nakakagawa nun. ganon na pala ka-boring yung boses ko. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buong araw kong ginawa yung comm paper ko kahapon. as in no TV, no radio, no breaks, no nothing. natapos ko siya mga 11pm na. pero yung importante dun, tapos na. printing nalang ang kulang. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so officially bum na ako for the next few weeks. well, unless ibalik sa akin yung paper ko at ipaulit. shet pag nangyari yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natuwa talaga ako sa itsura ng yearbook namin! *ahemgersonahem* sobrang astig ng layout, ipinagmamalaki ko tuloy sa mga UP manila people. nag-dig up pala ako ng mga old yearbooks ko, tapos na-realize ko na isa lang pala ang old yearbook ko (di ako nag-graduate sa miriam, tuloy, di ako binigyan ng yearbook ng school na yan). hehe. meron lang ako nung yearbook ko sa malaysia. popular pala ako dati. wahaha. di nga. kasi sobrang dami kong sinalihan na clubs, tapos lead pa ako sa plays, at dati pa pala ako mahilig magsulat ng essay. grabe, halos lahat ng page ng batch namin nakasalpak yung mukha ko. at may sobrang nakakahiyang essay pa ako dun tungkol sa pride and happiness sh*t. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ang ganda ng school song namin dati. hanggang ngayon alam ko pa by heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stand above all others&lt;br /&gt;we shall not be outdone&lt;br /&gt;in striving for the best&lt;br /&gt;no hardship shall we shun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tread the path to knowledge&lt;br /&gt;our guide the torch of light&lt;br /&gt;with hearts and minds uplifted&lt;br /&gt;we work with all our might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we stand united&lt;br /&gt;with friends on either side&lt;br /&gt;the G.I.S. forever&lt;br /&gt;we wear our badge with pride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111216641745192210?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111216641745192210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111216641745192210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111216641745192210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111216641745192210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-miss-up.html' title='i miss UP'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-111157415484262114</id><published>2005-03-23T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tapos na sana</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tapos na sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na ang exams. yay! :) sobrang stressful ng week na to. five exams, in a span of two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. zoology lab. topics: embryology (never kong nadaanan to sa pisay! shet), ecology (pwede na), genetics (at least fave ko to dahil kay ma'am vea), body symmetry of animals, and animal diversity. yes, animal diversity. as in lahat ng phyla, subphyla at classes ng mga hayop (+ representative species nila). kumbaga crash course in animal taxonomy. matagal-tagal din akong nag-aral dito, kasi natutuwa ako sa zoology. kaso buong kingdom animalia parin yun.&lt;br /&gt;result: nag-pay-off naman... naka-99 din. woah, di ko yun in-expect kasi nahirapan ako. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. history 3 (religions). topics: islam, jainism, sikhism, zoroastrianism, shintoism, confucianism, and taoism. dami. nagkahalu-halo na lahat nung terms sa utak ko bago pa man nagsimula yung test. pero medyo ok lang din to, kasi at least walang identification dun sa test.&lt;br /&gt;result: wala pa. sana mataas, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. chem lec non-dep. topics: thermodynamics, chem kinetics, chem equilibrium. di natuloy yung test. apparently, nagdecide nalang si ma'am martin na mag-last minute lesson para sa departmental kasi "hindi talaga maganda yung results ng third dep niyo". what a way to boost our confidence, ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;result: not applicable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. taxonomy lec. topics: SHIT. seryoso. 30% covering monocots and dicots. 70% covering their families. we're talking around 80 families of plants... and not just plants, but their distinguishing features (tetradynamous stamens, glandular leaf surfaces, syncarpous ovary, etc), their economic uses (cure for snake bites, ornamentals, source of vitamin c), and my personal fave... their representative species (complete with scientific names). eto yung kauna-unahang exam sa UP na hindi ko sineryosong aralin. as in hindi ko man lang binasa yung 50+ pages ng handout on families. no hope na eh. siguro sa class, mga dalawa o tatlo lang yung talagang nag-aral.&lt;br /&gt;result: malamang isang higanteng singko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. chem lec dep. topics: same as non-dep. pwede na. at least may choices na yung problem solving part. pero karne ako sa multiple choice. hulaan galore. anyway, medyo maganda na yung feeling ko kasi last test na to.&lt;br /&gt;result: di pa alam. sana perfect. deeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag-spring cleaning ako kanina sa dorm. na-realize ko na ang dami ko palang basura. hehe. index cards, old notes, scratch papers, extra copies ng kule, at kung anu-ano pa. may malaki rin palang dust bunny sa ilalim ng table ko. kaya pala ako nagkakasakit. pero proud ako, kasi malinis na ulit yung gamit ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer na nga pala. pero not really. why? kasi meron pa akong practical exam sa chem on monday. lab techniques lang naman eh, so no studying required. may photodocumentation pa nga pala kami sa taxo lab sa saturday. yup, black saturday pero gagawa kami ng project, habang nanonood ng marathon ng 7th heaven. tapos may comm 2 paper pa pala na due ng first week of april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang UP talaga o.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111157415484262114?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111157415484262114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111157415484262114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111157415484262114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111157415484262114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/03/tapos-na-sana.html' title='tapos na sana'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-111061727694626905</id><published>2005-03-12T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graffiti and the other UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;raffiti and the other UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time kong magvandal ng pangalan ko sa UP kahapon. one big "reinzi" on one of the chairs in GAB101. fulfilling pala yun. pero i really don't get why people get such a big kick out of ruining the already low-quality facilities in school. bakit nga ba nagva-vandal ang tao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko rin alam. pero a lot of people seem to like doing it. there's this "elriowiel" character who seems to have managed to place his/her name in every table in the AS building. the only thing i really know about him/her is that he/she has been to barrowdowns.com (where else can you get your own elvish name?) and that he/she easily gets bored in class. then there' s this person who has taken to mixing and matching lyrics of OPM bands and making them his own. another vandal loves letting out his frustrations using lyrics from foreign artists ("when your failing in chem 14, drop it like it's hot... drop it like it's hot...")... i took my comm1 finals on a table that had a huge "rac 04" written on it. the familiar "cute devil" logo is also making a name for itself on the AS tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anong meron sa vandalism? trip trip lang ba pag hindi mo maintindihan ang dini-discuss sa taxolec? impulse action lang ba pag wala pa si ma'am mateo and you find yourself with a handy dandy liquid eraser in your hands? siguro. pero pano yung mga katulad ni elriowiel? napasobra naman siya sa impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe for them it's a way of leaving your mark. in rock's case, making a legacy out of his name. to what higher purpose other than a sort of underground popularity? *sigh* these are the questions we may never live to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanaginip ako last night. sa UP diliman daw ako nag-aaral. bs bio parin, pero sa ibang (at di hamak na mas malinis) na campus. pumapasok ako sa mga classroom na walang aircon pero ayos lang kasi malaki at mahangin naman. naglu-lunch ako sa chocolate kiss (na hanggang ngayon ay hindi ko parin talaga napupuntahan). sumasakay ako ng UP ikot. nagme-merienda ako sa may isawan. tumatambay ako sa steps ng palma hall. nakiki-jamming ako sa side ng sunken garden. masaya. kasama ko parin ang mga kaibigan ko sa pisay. akala mo high school. walang nagbago sa samahan. nandoon parin ang gravcuties, beryllium barkada, engjourn pressworkers, at kalat boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala halos akong kilala sa block, maliban sa mga pisay. wala akong ka-close na taga-ibang school, at karamihan ay di ko pa alam ang pangalan. sa groupings, kami-kami lang talagang pisay ang magkakasama. mahirap pag gusto mong manood ng sine. nagsasawa na ako sa SM north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nila yung mga panaginip ay manifestation lang ng mga naiisip mo. siguro nga, kasi hindi lang naman sa panaginip lumalabas yung scenario na to sa utak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa UP manila ako nag-aaral. bs bio sa isang masikip at kadalasang madumi na campus. pumapasok ako sa classrooms na may aircon nga, pero butas naman ang bubong at dingding. hindi nakakatagal ang claustrophobic. naglu-lunch ako sa GAB canteen, at unti-unti na akong nagsasawa dito. pagtatawanan ka sa amin pag nagjeepney ka pa, sa liit ba naman ng campus namin. wala kaming tambayan, sa classroom lang, habang ipinagdadasal na sana wala si ma'am [insert prof's name here]. wala masyadong guitar people sa manila, nakaka-miss nga eh. kaibigan ko parin ang pisay gang. pero dispersed na kami. may pisay sa block 1, block 2, biochem, intarmed, dent, at comsci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close ako sa sa block ko. ang mga pinaka-ka-close ko ay galing laguna, alabang, makati, at kung saan-saan pa. nagme-memorize kami ng middle names ng isa't isa, dahil gusto lang namin. naglalaro kami ng puzzles kahit mukha kaming mga bata. sa groupings, anything goes. kahit naman sino ay masayang ka-group. pag nanonood kami ng sine, diretso lang sa rob. pero medyo nakakasawa na rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taga-UP manila ako. madalas ko na ring naisip kung anong mangyayari kung "UP Diliman" nalang ang sinulat kong first choice campus sa UPCAT application ko dati. but i've been studying here in manila, and doing so for the past 9 months. minsan masarap tanungin sa sarili ko kung tama ba talaga yung pinili ko. but everytime i do so, i always end up with the same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111061727694626905?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111061727694626905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111061727694626905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111061727694626905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111061727694626905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/03/graffiti-and-other-up.html' title='graffiti and the other UP'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-111008165388410817</id><published>2005-03-06T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hodgepodge</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hodgepodge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saan ko nga ba narinig yang word na yan? english journ 1 ata. basta parang (parang lang, hehe) naaalala ko na si neil yung nag-recite kung ano bang ibig sabihin niyan. something like jumbled mass of so many things. well, siguro yun yung nilalaman ng utak ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday madness. tatlong exam. palala pa nang palala. nung zoolec exam, puro chem yung naaalala ko. nung taxolec exam, wala akong naaalala. nung chem14 exam, nagka-migraine ako at hindi ko natapos yung exam. wehehe. nakakainis, pero at least tapos na lahat. nag-malate pala kami after. wow, first time. syempre giligan's lang talaga habol ko doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala parin akong comm paper. next week na yung submission ng draft, pero kahit notecards ay wala parin ako. tama sila. once na naging habit mo na ang cramming, hindi na yun mawawala. expertise ko pa naman yun sa pisay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumabalik ang pagka-telebabad girl ko. yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nami-miss ko si jang. nakausap ko siya kagabi at na-realize ko na nakaka-miss talaga ang mga katulad niyang kausap. sana kasi lumipat na siya sa manila. hmmm... sana lahat nalang ng grav e lumipat sa manila. tapos magkakasya kami sa isang 2-bedroom condo unit. kung nakaya nga namin sa pajero ni gerard eh, kahit saan kakasya kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiinis ako sa song ni ryan cabrera. yung true. bearable pa naman siya dati eh. pero nung sumikat na talaga, parang gusto kong sirain yung radyo pag naririnig ko yung kanta. tsaka unflattering din yung buhok niya. ang taas eh. gano kaya karaming hairspray yung nilalagay niya dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nakita akong libro sa bahay, the silmarillion. bagong copy. turns out, binili ng kuya ko pero never niyang binasa. shet, second year ko pa yun gustong basahin. pero hindi pwede! ang haba nun eh. pag binuksan ko yun, baka hindi ko na mababa. kaya nilagay ko muna siya sa pinakamataas na shelf sa bahay. sana tamarin akong kunin yun, until after summer classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current LSS, and with good reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino tong nakatingin?&lt;br /&gt;anghel bang magliligtas sakin?&lt;br /&gt;mga mata'y kanyang minulat sa pagdadalamhati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hinahanap sa kung saan&lt;br /&gt;pakpak na hindi mahagilap&lt;br /&gt;ninanais ko lng nmn na maging ganap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailangan lang pagbigyan&lt;br /&gt;kulang lang sa pansin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naghahanap ka pa ba&lt;br /&gt;ng ibang taga-lupa&lt;br /&gt;aking tinig iyong dingin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauubos din ang ang luha&lt;br /&gt;natutuyo at nawawala&lt;br /&gt;naglalaho rin pala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may bago akong definition ng hodgepodge: senseless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-111008165388410817?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/111008165388410817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=111008165388410817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111008165388410817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/111008165388410817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/03/hodgepodge.html' title='hodgepodge'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110965898088318821</id><published>2005-03-01T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:44.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not by my hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not by my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no quirky posts today. no detailed accounts, no opinionated essays, and no photobucket pics. just plugging some things that i really think should be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narcosomniac.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;sonnet xvii according to jamie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insightful. for people who are in deep. i like the third paragraph. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jangganda.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;grav chronicles by jang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought back a sudden rush of nostalgia. sobrang nakaka-touch. recommended for grav people (duh). na-miss ko tuloy si paolo. at si jef. at si monchi (pasalubong ko sa december ha!). at si marvin. at si jang. ok, so lahat na rin sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goofy smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110965898088318821?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110965898088318821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110965898088318821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110965898088318821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110965898088318821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-by-my-hand.html' title='not by my hand'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110938773593975124</id><published>2005-02-26T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:43.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beryllium barkada</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beryllium barkada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes palang before 11am nasa mcdo eastwood na ako. excited eh. hehe. buti nalang may mga mas excited sa akin. so to pass time kami ay nagpicture-picture (with my &lt;em&gt;5.1 megapixel digicam&lt;/em&gt;, as juancho repeatedly stressed), nagvideo-video (na hindi na-realize ni oyayi), nagkwentuhan (haha, aspi = the buzz!!), tumambay (andami namin sa mcdo pero isang sundae lang ang binili), at nagkagulo sa vcd ng jan dara (intriguing... halos lahat ng sentence dun sa synopsis ay may word na "sex").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally na-realize namin na gutom (na gutuuum) na talaga kami. nag-suggest si ram na kumain sa OJ's kasi may buffet daw dun. o sige. pagdating namin doon, ang gulo nanaman namin. pinagdikit-dikit namin yung tables kasi di kami kasya. eventually lumipat din kami kasi mainit sa unang place namin. na-realize namin na wala pala yung buffet. so ang tagal rin naming nag-order. pinabalik pa ni ram yung waiter sa kitchen para alamin kung ilang sticks ba ng barbeque ang meron talaga sa isang small grill platter. feeling ko na-piss-off yung waiter sa amin. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masarap naman, medyo sulit rin. kaso na-convince ako ni ram na bumili ng wild berry iced tea na (tededen...) 80 pesos. uh, masarp naman, pero.. yun. sabi nila tuloy galit kami sa pera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ng lunch, bumalik ang dating chaos sa decision-making ng Be. pumunta kami sa starbucks, pero walang seats, so lumabas rin kami. nag-wander kami aimlessly hanggang magdecide silang mag-bilbo (to non-Be readers: bilbo = billiards + bowling). so pumasok kami sa bilbo place. nalaman nilang magastos ang bilbo sa eastwood (as if merong hindi magastos sa eastwood) so lumabas ulit kami. walang gustong mag-power station (ako lang, kasi nakakita ako ng time crisis) so wala. back to zero. and every decision making happened in the middle of the walkways. typical Be, hanggang ngayon mga harang parin sa daan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, we ended up sa coffee bean (kasi maraming upuan). shameless plug: ang sarap ng the ultimate nila. yumyumyum. =p anyway, doon nanaman kami nag-picture-picture, naglokohan, at nagkwentuhan. na-excite ako bigla nung sinabi ni kevin yung word na "peroneus". hahaha! it turns out na sina danlen, wilson, jef at kevin ay kapareho ko lang ng lessons sa zoo10 (wow, Imed na yun tsaka MBB). so nagpapasiklaban kami sa frog anatomy. lumabas ang mga tanong gaya ng "what is antagonistic to the flexor tarsi?", "ano ba talaga ang fascia?", at "para saan ang tympanic membrane?". shet, ang nerdy pakinggan pero natuwa talaga ako doon. marami pala akong karamay sa zoology adventures ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that nag-arcade kami. hahaha. natuloy rin kami sa power station. juancho and i played time crisis 3. saya! hehe. ang galing nga eh, i advanced without ever getting hit once, even after juancho's character died. kaso bigla nalang dumating sina danlen, at nagsisigawan na "wala na reinzi, it's over!", and variants of "patay ka na!!" so yun. zero rin. hehe. nag-air hockey kami! i swear, sobrang fun nito kasi four players siya and may multiple pucks. sobrang nagsisigawan na talaga kami dun! woohoo, ang saya talaga, tapos tambak pa yung mga games.. hehehehe! (3-11, yes!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. the movie. the aviator. i swear, it is the absolute weirdest film i've ever seen. maganda siya. pero ang gulo sa utak. ang dami pang sub-stories within the plot kaya di mo na rin tuloy ma-comprehend after some time. tawa na nga lang kami nang tawa ni ram eh. nags-squirm pa siya sa seat. hehehe. i ended up taking three bathroom breaks pa, kasi ang lamig lamig sa theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya paring kasama ng Be. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko lang, ang tagal ko na palang hindi pinapatugtog itong mp3 sa computer. masaya paring pakinggan. brings back so many memories. mga Be, natatandaan pa ba natin to? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heto na ang mga officials ng barkada&lt;br /&gt;kanya-kanyang kalokohan ang bawat bida&lt;br /&gt;merong medyo praning meron din ang antukin&lt;br /&gt;kumpleto sa rekado ang barkada namin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinagtagpotagpo kami ng tadhana&lt;br /&gt;kahit pinanggalingan namin ay iba iba&lt;br /&gt;walang pakialam kung san mapadaan&lt;br /&gt;basta't sabay-sabay kaming nagtatawanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta nanjan ang bawat miyembro ng tropa&lt;br /&gt;ang kalokohan ay di mawawala&lt;br /&gt;hindi na dapat pinag iisipan pa&lt;br /&gt;lahat tayo ay dapat magsaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musmos palang magkakasama na kami&lt;br /&gt;nagkasundo kahit iba't ibang ugali&lt;br /&gt;ganyan lang talaga saming munting barkada&lt;br /&gt;kasakasama mo sa hirap at ginhawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magkasabay mula sa pagsikat ng araw&lt;br /&gt;magkasama hanggang daigdig ay magunaw&lt;br /&gt;sa dami-dami ng aming napagdaanan&lt;br /&gt;walang tatalo sa aming pinagsamahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta nanjan ang bawat miyembro ng tropa&lt;br /&gt;ang kalokohan ay di mawawala&lt;br /&gt;hindi na dapat pinag iisipan pa&lt;br /&gt;lahat tayo ay dapat magsaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di na yata magsasawa&lt;br /&gt;saming pagsasamasama&lt;br /&gt;at sa aming barkada&lt;br /&gt;asahan ng hindi mawawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kalokohan at ang&lt;br /&gt;walang tigil na tawanan sapagkat&lt;br /&gt;ang bawat kabarkada namin&lt;br /&gt;ay sadyang ganyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110938773593975124?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110938773593975124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110938773593975124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110938773593975124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110938773593975124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/beryllium-barkada.html' title='beryllium barkada'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110887833112441955</id><published>2005-02-20T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:43.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wonders of YM and a night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wonders of YM and a night to remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... melodramatic last post. na-realize ko lang na ang mood swing-ish ko lately. pero thanks to netopia, yahoo messenger, and perfect timing, i don't think the angsty side of me is going to be popping up again any time soon. i almost forgot how easy and refreshing it was to talk (kahit sa cyberspace man lang) to high school friends. and i also almost forgot how good they were at giving advice and making me feel so much better about everything happening around me. tama nga naman siya. i don't have to make a plan out of everything, or try to look past what's already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fastforward to yesterday: cae's debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived late. well, -ish. may isa kasing mabagal mag-ayos ng buhok eh, hehe. plus, we got stuck in traffic (right after pav.. i mean, how unlucky could we get??). pero sulit, ang ganda nung place... may malaki pang poster ni cae sa harap. later that night ginawa naming mcdo banner yung poster na yun. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; manila. dumating ako ng 4pm sa condo para sunduin sina mark, mix, franz and me-an. pero since meron ngang mabagal mag-ayos ng buhok, ayon, past 5 na kami nakaalis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; car ride papunta doon. maayos naman. actually medyo tahimik yung mga tao. si franz, nag-jsushj (oh my, pano nga pala i-spell yan??) for the nth time. si mikko yung co-captain ng crosswind namin. hehehe. kaso he didn't get to honk the horn. katabi pala namin yung car ni chie nung na-traffic kami. haha, cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; arrival. ganda ng place. ganda ni cae (naks!).. malapit nang mag-start yung program pero syempre, nagpaka-vain muna kami bago nangyari yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 18 roses. haha, talo lahat ng roses na hindi taga-manila. ang galing palang magdala ni EJ! idol ko na siya. si franz, pilit na ginagawa ang sayaw sa "shall we dance". quest in futility. si mikko, kengkoy. si mark, smooth na pa-cute. si andro, may grand entrance pa. si tomi, wala. dimples palang talo na lahat eh. oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 18 candles. um, um, wala akong kakilala dito eh, save for camilla. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 18 shots. holy hell. akala ko talaga sobrang kadiri nung mapupunta sa akin. nakuha na kasi yung yakult, tubig, coke, royal (meaning lahat ng safe shots), pero hindi ko parin turn... when i was finally called, i kinda took a little peek dun sa bowl (haha, ang daya ko!), and i pulled out the safest-looking shot: strawberry jam. kaso shet, ang hirap palang inumin (or kainin) nun in one shot. humingi pa ako ng spoon eh. haha, pa-importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; the edge. ang galing ng band. *hands down* ang galing ni jeboy. gelie, ang galing talaga ni jeboy. *hint* *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; dinner. sarap ng buffet. pero siningitan kami ng mga sampung tao sa pila. *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; dancing. sabi na nga ba dapat gumawa kami ng playlist eh! although wala ang ymca, mickey, at happy, napalitan naman ng chocolate tsaka yung isa pang novelty song na pangit. damn damn damn. walang 1, 2, step! waaaah. pero siyempre sumayaw parin kami. actually kahit panoorin lang naming sumayaw si franz, ok na eh. hehehe. walang senti song. sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; afterparty. picture-taking, strolling, kuha pa ng food sa buffet (nagbaon sina mark, mix and franz! haha, share lang)... medyo pagod na rin kaming lahat dahil sa sayaw. tambay sa may pool area. astig. oh, at dumating si sab (woah, ang aga niya ha).. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; uwian na. nung umpisa, nagdadaldalan parin kami sa car. after a few minutes, tulog na rin kaming lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun siya, fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** my photobucket keeps giving out on me. i can't upload the pics yet. (chie! hiramin mo ulit cam ko... then postey post post. hehe.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110887833112441955?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110887833112441955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110887833112441955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110887833112441955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110887833112441955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/wonders-of-ym-and-night-to-remember.html' title='the wonders of YM and a night to remember'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110844535365391197</id><published>2005-02-15T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:43.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isip-isip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;isip-isip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iba ang aking feb 14 sa normal valentine's day. hindi ako naka-pula. hindi ako nabigyan ng bocquet galing sa holland tulips (although may nagbigay sa akin ng flowers, yihee... counted ba si ajay? hehehe). hindi rin ako nakatanggap ng chocolates, except nung zoo lab kasi part yun ng experiment. hindi ako nanood ng phantom of the opera, or nag-stroll sa baywalk, o lumabas man after classes. it wasn't the valentine's i had pictured out, although i wasn't expecting any mush in my day anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi yun yung topic ng post ko. because of the lack of a date, (and also partly due to the lack of want to finish reading my history handout), my mind had lots of free time to wander. nagkaroon ako ng maraming oras para makapag-isip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraming nangyari sakin in the past months na for the longest time, akala ko fate na. tipong hindi na mababago ng free will ko... like pre-destiny. the strange part was that it didn't involve any single thing; it revolved around practically everything that i did. so i went with the flow, and for a time akala ko this was really where i stood. i wasn't so confused then, kasi pinili ko na wag nalang isipin. and then suddenly everything made a complete 360 and now i'm back to the starting point, except i'm really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagsimula akong mainis. every little thing was irritating. i just wanted to cut myself off entirely, para hindi ko na kailangang mag-isip. it has always been one of my faults - overanalyzing everything. i never liked where it took me. pero something happened that made me see that in another corner of my world, ako naman yung culprit. it was one big ball of irony, really. and if you're starting to get confused, don't worry. i've been confused since the first sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap magsimula ulit. kumbaga sa gastrocnemius muscle ng palaka, the muscle contraction (even with continuous doses of amphibian ringer's reagent) is never as perfect as what it was before you ruthlessly removed the muscle from the frog. you can try over and over again, but you can't help thinking that it was way better off if you hadn't done a jack the ripper in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't hate what happened to me, or what is still continuing to happen. i hate the fact that its affecting me so much more than it should have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does life without regret exist? ewan. sa mundo ko kasi hindi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110844535365391197?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110844535365391197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110844535365391197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110844535365391197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110844535365391197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/isip-isip.html' title='isip-isip'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110819787988711610</id><published>2005-02-12T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:42.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bio dos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bio dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't like my first days in UP manila. hindi lang dahil sa ito'y masikip, mapanghi (seryoso, try walking on the sidewalks sa faura), toxic (di pa ba halata?), literally bulok (facilities), at malayo sa lahat ng gimikan (except for robplace which is an exception kasi di naman talaga siya "it" mall). dahil feeling ko di ako bagay sa block ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first impression ko sa block 2: maayos. as in tipong poised, tahimik, etcetera. akala ko rin, puro aral lang ang alam ng block ko (pano ba naman, wala ngang test e makikita mong nagre-review na ng math17 module). waha, sobrang mali pala ako. ang bio dos ay maingay, masayahin, mahilig magkalat, and generally, astig lang talaga. parang kakaiba, kasi hindi talaga ganitong klaseng pagsasamahan (oh yeah! big word!) ang nakikita ko sa ibang mga block (na hindi ko na ime-mention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i came up with a list, kung bakit naiiba kami sa, well... iba. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) lahat kami (kahit may isa diyan na *ahem*, 19 years old na) ay bata pa. i mean, saan ka ba nakakita ng block na ang favorite hobby ang pagsasagot sa puzzles tulad ng "picture picture!", "happy people", "pupunta ako sa party", "kanino to?" at "johnny johnny johnny johnny whoops!"? at saan pa ba merong block na mahilig gumawa ng glittery paper stars pag walang chem14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v649/reinzi2/bio%20dos/DSC02015.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v649/reinzi2/bio%20dos/DSC02011.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) di kami maarte. hindi kami poised. okay lang sa aming mag-hiking sa taal, magsawsaw ng paa sa taal lake, at tumapak sa tae ng kabayo (kasi tamad na kaming umiwas). kahit marami sa amin ang vain (hello there, hehe), hindi kami natatakot madumihan (and thus, we have more fun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) aminado ako, minsan ay auti kaming mag-aral. pero ang nakakatuwa, ginagawa naming masaya ang aming academic life. tipong ang mnemonic sa 12 cranial nerves ay: oh oh oh, to touch and feel a girl's *bleep* so heavenly. saan ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC01129.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) diversity. iba-iba talaga kami. may maliit, matangkad, payat, mataba, hotchick, crush(es) ng bio, shoot your crush, pogi (waha), mahilig sumayaw, kunwari mahilig sumayaw, masipag, praning, auti, maingay, tahimik, hopeless romantic, ngiti nang ngiti, mahilig mag-recite, sipsip sa teacher, parating late, parating corny, lalaking-lalaki, lalaking not quite din, blood type O, blood type A, blood type B, blood type ABCD, lung capacity = 740 mL, lung capacity = 950 mL, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC00847.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC01113.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC00918.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 140px; HEIGHT: 189px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC00853.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC00848.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) mahilig kaming gumawa ng isyu. kahit sino ay pwede naming i-pair-up sa kung sino pa mang iba. kadalasan tine-test pa namin ang compatibility ng isang pair sa pamamagitan ng pag-shoot ng isang crumpled [kahit ano] sa isang [kahit ano].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ang kantahan. nung first sem, g-box booth sa may dulo ng quantum = favorite hangout. nung tomi overnight, videoke galore hanggang umaga. ang aming favorite song lines: "how did you know...", "my oh, my oh, my oh, my oh... my boo..", "there it goes, up in the sky..", "on the way down..." at marami pang iba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) ang tomi overnight!! kami ay nag-bus, nawala sa alabang, nagsiksikan sa iisang jeep, nakarating sa napakagandang bahay ni tomi, nagvideoke, billiards, nagsibaan, nag-inuman, nagbasketball, nag-attempt magbasketball, at nagmukhang mga raccoon sa sobrang pagpupuyat. sulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami pa yan.&lt;br /&gt;di ko nga lang maalala yung iba. wahehe.&lt;br /&gt;supra astig ng block 2. oh yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110819787988711610?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110819787988711610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110819787988711610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110819787988711610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110819787988711610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/bio-dos.html' title='bio dos'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110802834339813287</id><published>2005-02-10T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:42.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken sonnet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;broken sonnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I concede&lt;br /&gt;On the night of this fifteenth song&lt;br /&gt;Of melancholy, of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;And in this next line&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it all over again&lt;br /&gt;That I love you, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll be right at your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;And I will never let go&lt;br /&gt;Will never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock on the TV says 8:39 PM&lt;br /&gt;It's the same, it's the same&lt;br /&gt;And in this next line&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it all over again&lt;br /&gt;That I love you, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll be right at your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;And I will never let go&lt;br /&gt;Will never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll be right at your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;And I will never let go&lt;br /&gt;Will never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I see the tears from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just not the one for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110802834339813287?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110802834339813287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110802834339813287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110802834339813287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110802834339813287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/broken-sonnet.html' title='broken sonnet'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110777470754903785</id><published>2005-02-07T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:42.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pseudofriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pseudofriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palakaibigan daw ako na tao. sociable. sabi nila, sobrang dami ko raw na kaibigan. well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami akong kilala na pwede nang maging kaibigan, but not quite rin. sila yung mga taong halos kilalang-kilala ko na. by name, face, porma, kilos, birthday, section, school, schedule, talents, grades, awards, favorite expressions, favorite colors, favorite vandals, kagalit nila, best friends nila, crushes nila, may crushes sa kanila, etc... kumbaga sa mga friendtest nila ay makaka-score na ako ng above 90. pero ang nakakatawa dun, never pa kaming nag-usap sa buong buhay namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sila ang tinatawag kong pseudofriends. sabi ko nga, friends but not quite. umuso sa akin ang pseudofriends noong sikat pa yung mIRC. akala mo sa chat e sobrang close na namin sa isa't isa. pag enter sa chatroom, magf-flood agad ng "hi eN-Z!" (ah, such were the days...). pag naghahanap ako ng kanta na wala sa kazaa, sa kanila ako nagd-dl. pag birthday ko naman, sabay-sabay ang pagbati, kasama pa yung mga uso dati na "pictures" na gawa sa text: balloons, cakes, toys, at ang pinaka-kinatuwaan ko: belly dancers. pag wala ang mga usual na tambay sa dalnet channel ng pisay, sila yung nakaka-chat ko hanggang lampas ala-una nang umaga. sila yung mga taong ang sarap kausap sa mIRC, YM, MB, at kung saan-saan pa, pero pag nagakakasalubong naman sa school o sa street e akala mo magkagalit kami dahil di kami nagpapansinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung natapos na ang era ng mIRC (dahil sa attack of the trojan viruses), via SMS naman ang pseudofriend interaction ko. astig, umasenso nang konti. mas personal, mas sweet (depende sa ka-text), at kahit minsan nakaka-ubos ng load e masaya parin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero be it through mIRC or text, never pa talaga akong nagkaroon ng pseudofriend na nag-graduate at naging certified friend talaga. well, save for a few siguro (like two? hehe). the most na nakuha kong personal communication sa mga pseudofriend ko ay ang napaka-hinang "hi" pag nagkakasalubong. which doesn't also happen too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakagulo lang. bakit nga ba kailangan pang magka-pseudofriend? bakit hanggang ngayon nagkakaroon parin ng hiyaan between people na ilang taon na rin namang magkakilala? how hard is it to start a conversation outside the confinement of a chatroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110777470754903785?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110777470754903785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110777470754903785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110777470754903785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110777470754903785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/pseudofriends.html' title='pseudofriends'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110766385131871731</id><published>2005-02-06T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:41.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>planaria dugesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;planaria dugesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hirap pala pag toxic. lahat na ng ginagawa mo, nali-link sa acads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ng dencio's. wow, first time kong kumain sa dencio's sa robplace nung friday night. bakit? kasi kinarne kami ng chemlec dep exam at ayaw naming umuwi sa dorm nang hindi nagde-detoxify. plus, hindi naman kami pwedeng tumuloy sana sa greenbelt kasi may chemlab exam pa kami the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sulit. yucky yung sisig. go giligan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami sa condo pagkatapos. ako, si cae, si chie at si franz. wow, all girls. hehe. pero hindi kami pumunta dun para mag-7th floor, or mag-digicam galore, or kahit magkwentuhan man lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. pumunta kami dun para mag-aral. natulog kami habang nag-aaral, at pagkagising namin nag-aaral parin kami. hmm. no use din naman kasi parang isang malaking WTF yung chemlab exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chemlab, kumain naman kami sa chef d angelo. magastos pala talaga ang chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya lang ako nagi-internet ngayon ay dahil naghahanap ako ng picture ng dissected frog brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ang LSS ko ngayon: ang modified song namin ni chie... "monera, protista, jakarta, malaysia, planaria... dugesia, platyhelminthes... la la la la la..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special day nga pala ang feb 14. reporting sa zoo lab at exam naman sa taxonomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110766385131871731?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110766385131871731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110766385131871731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110766385131871731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110766385131871731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/02/planaria-dugesia.html' title='planaria dugesia'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110705554013812307</id><published>2005-01-30T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:41.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a series of unfortunate events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a.k.a. a field trip from hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madaling araw palang kahapon, naiinis na ako sa taxonomy. pano ba naman, i was so ready to sleep (kasi past midnight na at kailangan ko pang gumising nang what, 4 am?) pero i wasted a whole hour peeling off cardboard from a balikbayan box, only to find out later that day that i didn't have to. so yun. not a good way to end my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko sa sarili ko magigising ako nang maaga. para sure, i set my alarm at 4 am. cae and i both did. i woke up, not to my alarm, but to nicole's text. sabi niya, "uy, sorry di ako makakadala ng ziplock bag." no big deal. we could ask from our blockmates naman eh. so i calmly texted back, "ok lang yan. hanap nalang kami mamaya." i sent the text message, and exited the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone clock read 5:34 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet. it was four minutes after the departure time. i only came around to two conclusions: 1) that my phone was broken, or 2) this was a very very bad dream. turns out, neither was correct. the both of us had actually slept over two volume 5 cellphone alarms. the next few minutes were a blur, us rushing everywhere to get our things fixed, ourselves clean, our clothes changed, and our brains starting up. we made it to the bus at around 6 am, and yeah, kami nalang yung hinhintay doon. what's worse, naubusan kami ng upuan so we had no choice but to stay on the block 1 bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this was any indication of what would happen for the rest of the day, i would have chosen to fall right back asleep in the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/taxo%20lab/fieldtrip/DSC01728.jpg" width="192" height="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong masabi sa bus ride papunta sa uplb. in shock pa ako nun eh. to calm my nerves (at medyo pang anti-depress na rin), i splurged on a caramel frappe nung nag-stopover kami. weird, nag-coffee ako to calm my nerves. nakita namin sa uplb yung abs-cbn, wrapping up a shoot on 'spirits'. nakita namin yung isang lead doon (na hindi naman gwapo ah! hehe) at biglang nagtilian ang block 1. as in seryosong tili. di ko tuloy alam kung anong dapat kong gawin nun. feeling ko gusto ko nalang taguan lahat ng tao sa abs-cbn dahil sa hiya. anyway, nakarating din naman kami sa makiling botanic(al) gardens. which was not that much exciting for me kasi simula bata pa ako, dito na kami nagpi-picnic ng dad ko pag wala kaming magawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagbaba namin ng bus, naranasan ko ang unfortunate event number 2. dumaan kami sa grassy area (instead of the normal pathway), tapos na-realize ko na andaming dumikit sa pants ko na raceme flowers. aba, eto pala ang sinasabi ni ma'am frisco dati na human seed dispersion. badtrip na dispersion yan, pati pants ko dinamay pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok naman sa botanical gardens. nagtingin-tingin kami ng plants (duh). may such thing pala as tree surgery. hehe, astig. tapos umakyat kami sa kahingal-hingal na daan (unfortunate event number 3) papunta sa philippine raptors (akala ko kung ano yun, aviary pala). sulit, ang gaganda pala ng mga agila, lalo na yung philippine eagle. after that, bumalik kami sa bus for lunch, and spent the next few hours doing our photo documentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/taxo%20lab/fieldtrip/DSC01800.jpg" width="192" height="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/taxo%20lab/fieldtrip/DSC01771.jpg" width="192" height="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/taxo%20lab/fieldtrip/DSC01819.jpg" width="192" height="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main event. plant pressing na. akala ko sobrang ganda na ng work namin, kasi 1) andami naming plants na nakuha, pati mga isotype meron, 2) marami rin kaming corrugated board tsaka newspaper, and 3) magiging maayos ang documentation namin, thanks to my digicam. so yun, we started working on the plants, identifying them, etc etc. tapos ang galing, na-press namin nang maayos yung una.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started working on the 2nd plant nung biglang dumating si ma'am ragragio. unfortunate event number 4 to. bigla kaming pinuntahan at sinabing, "o! bilisan niyo diyan? bakit hindi niyo pa pini-press yang mga yan? nako, kaya nga dapat immediately after collection eh! masisira na yung plants niyo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahat kami: *blank faces, tumitingin sa isa't isa na parang sinsabi "eh?"*&lt;br /&gt;ma'am: "akin na! akin na yan! pakiabot nga yang newspaper. ayan, i-press na natin to! ayan, eto pa, i-press niyo na!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siya na ang nag-press ng plants namin, bago pa man namin ma-identify, ma-document, at maayos. yung ibang specimen, tinupi-tupi pa niya. mali yung arrangement. iba-iba ang layers ng newspaper na ginamit. to cut things short, ginawa niyang kalat ang aming plant press na napakaganda sana. para kaming napag-tripan ng tadhana. e ang dami rin namang ibang group na gumagawa pa, ba't sa amin pa siya pumunta? tuloy, sabog-sabog yung plant press namin. well, at least may sisisihin kami sa monday pag tinanong ni ma'am agapito kung ba't mukhang masterpiece ni jackson pollock ang aming plant press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badtrip kaming bumalik sa bus pauwi. dumaan pa kami sa "hortorium" (which is actually just a place with rocks, grass, and weeds) na wala rin namang masyadong significance. oh well, at least nakahanap rin kami ng paraan para makasama sa bus ng block 2. kahit medyo siksik kami, ok lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/taxo%20lab/fieldtrip/DSC01879.jpg" width="192" height="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite part ko ang pauwi galing sa fieldtrip. wala nang unfortunate events. mga masasaya nalang. naglaro nalang kami ng kung anu-anong game. dahil sa aming panghuhula gamit ang baraha, nalaman ko na:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ka-hidden desire ni cae halos lahat ng lalaki sa loob at labas ng block.&lt;br /&gt;2. galit si earl sa kanyang mystery girl, pero eto rin ang kanyang makakatuluyan.&lt;br /&gt;3. si kenneth pala talaga ang pinakagwapo sa lahat ng guys na pinili ko (inulit pa namin to, para sure).&lt;br /&gt;4. may hidden desire ako kay jonathan, at meron din siyang hidden desire sakin (naks!)&lt;br /&gt;5. si tomi ang pinaka-nagugustuhan ng block 2 girls.&lt;br /&gt;6. pwede palang magkatuluyan ang dalawang taong supposedly ay no chance na sa isa't isa.&lt;br /&gt;7. sa aking record, pinakagwapo si kenneth, may gusto sa akin si franz, in love sa akin si kenneth, may gusto ako kay kenneth (tama ba?), in love ako kay franz, may HD ako kay jonathan, may HD si jonathan sa akin, magkagalit kami ni tomi, no chance ako kay jonathan, makakatuluyan ko si (di ko na maalala eh), at soulmate ko si kenneth. wow ha, ang gulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami pang mga laro diyan. ultimo hanggang dumating kami sa padre faura, habang nakaharang sa sidewalk ng faura, at nung dumating kami sa loob ng CAS, naglalaro parin kami. parang mga hindi college. ang aming games:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hulaan parin sa baraha&lt;br /&gt;2. magic games sa baraha&lt;br /&gt;3. black magic&lt;br /&gt;4. color + color&lt;br /&gt;5. primary auditory angle (a.k.a. "kanino to??")&lt;br /&gt;6. pupunta ako sa party (a.k.a. do re mi fa so la ti do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. di na masyadong unfortunate tuloy. masaya pala talaga ang fieldtrip. pag tapos na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110705554013812307?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110705554013812307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110705554013812307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110705554013812307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110705554013812307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='a series of unfortunate events'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110663506243745941</id><published>2005-01-25T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:41.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killer in the making</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;killer in the making&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one very boring afternoon, my blockmates decided to play a sort of mind game/riddle. according to them, it has been proven that whoever answers it correctly has the potential to be a psychotic serial killer. woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, if you have absolutely nothing to do, try answering this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypothetically, you're a girl. and you have a sister. one day, your mother dies. you mourn. you cry. you go to the funeral, and you see a stranger passing by (heeyyy, that rhymed). you think he's cute and you realize you like him. the next day, you kill your sister with a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;points raised (in case may mga makukulit na magsu-suggest ng kung anu-anong sagot):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the mother is really dead.&lt;br /&gt;2. yes, you are sisters by blood. at kayo lang talagang dalawa ang magkapatid.&lt;br /&gt;3. the guy is in fact a stranger, and not some long lost relative/boyfriend/uncle/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;press ctrl+a. (yeah, this means highlight the text because the answer is the same color as the background).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9be12d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you want to see the guy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you saw him at your mother's funeral, not because he was in any way related to her, but just because he went. you think (extremely shallowly and stupidly, but you think nonetheless) that if you kill some relative, that he might, by some chance, pass by again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it. the answer. which raises some other points like:&lt;br /&gt;1) bakit di nalang kinausap yung guy?&lt;br /&gt;2) the guy was a stranger, malamang hindi siya dadaan sa funeral na ganun again, and&lt;br /&gt;3) talk about sibling loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hindi naman ako yung gumawa nung riddle anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got it right though. so people, be afraid. be very, very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110663506243745941?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110663506243745941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110663506243745941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110663506243745941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110663506243745941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/killer-in-making.html' title='killer in the making'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110644947143440921</id><published>2005-01-23T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:40.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the aftermath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko nga, dapat after the whole greenbelt thing, babalik na ako sa pag-aaral. but nooo... nag-eastwood pa talaga ako kagabi. hehe. actually we were meeting with some distant (as in never ko pang nakikita sa buong buhay ko) relatives, so we had dinner sa twist. it was nice, and such. kaso nga lang, di ko parin maalis sa isip ko na kailangan ko pang gawin yung comm, mag-aral sa zoo, maghanap ng gamit for taxo, magbasa for histo, etc etc. so by the end of the night, sobrang panicked-slash-badtrip na ako. well, wala naman akong masisi except myself kasi i agreed to go naman... i just didn't think i would be spending the entire night in libis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero something good happened. my tita marlene (yung kauuwi lang from the states) was supposed to buy something for my brother (oakley shades ang gusto niya.. kapal noh? hehe) kasi, nabigyan naman niya ako ng isang magandang necklace. kumbaga, hating kapatid in some sense (hmm, or hund's rule of maximum multiplicity? hehe). eh wala naman kaming nakita. and then suddenly kuya blurted out: "si reinzi, may gustong sandals sa shoe salon." nakakahiya, grabe. ang lumabas tuloy, parang ang shop-crazy ako (which is true naman, pero minsan lang!). at dahil sobrang bait ng tita ko, she got me the sandals. funny. dapat kuya ko yung bibilhan pero ako yung lumabas na may dala-dalang package from shoe salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether to hug my kuya or to slap him for being so... mouthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay. sunday na today and i haven't done a single academically-related thing save uploading the zoology lab pics. sa mga block 2 na nagbabasa nito, dito ko nalang ipo-post sa photobucket ko. nakakatamad mag-burn eh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ng dad ko ngayon (batiin niyo siya! hehe). masaya sana, kasi maglu-lunch out kami. but the thing is, i really really need to get back on track with my studies. plus i need sleep. badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110644947143440921?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110644947143440921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110644947143440921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110644947143440921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110644947143440921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/aftermath.html' title='the aftermath'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110638614467829225</id><published>2005-01-22T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:40.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frappes, troy, dances, and white noises</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frappes, dances, ditzes and troy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greenbelt experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited would have been a major understatement to describe what i felt as the minutes ticked by hanggang umalis na kami papunta sa greenbelt. even more so since we realized na postponed yung chemlab practest namin. it was as if fate was pushing us na mas lalo pang maglakwatsa at wag nang umuwi sa manila. hehe. ang tagal ko na rin palang maligo. syempre, dapat mukha akong matino sa makati. porma ko = spags + topshop jacket + blue jeans + white slip-ons. cute, cute. :) at siyempre, hindi namin naiwasang magpaka-vain at magpapic na bago pa man umalis. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 153px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/b0c842ae.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~traffic. badtrip. pero masaya naman yung taxi ride papunta doon.&lt;br /&gt;~~biglang na-bring up ni me-an na may bago nang album si troy montero.&lt;br /&gt;~~at nagkataon na yung carrier single ni troy ang pinapatugtog sa taxi at that very moment. hehe. what a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the mall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~sa gb4 kami pumasok on the way to starbucks (meeting place namin). as cae likes to put it, "oh my gosh!"&lt;br /&gt;~~isipin mo, ang lawak lawak ng gb4, pero ang nakita ko lang talaga na people na may slightest intention na magshopping doon ay... dalawa. hehe. ayun. so anyway, nagkita na kami lahat, and we decided to find some restos kasi gutom na gutom na kami. on the way, biglang na-excite si franz: "uy, model! model o!" tingin naman ako. akala ko kung sinong model. yun pala, model ng cherifer. ah ok.&lt;br /&gt;~~celebrity count: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;digging in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~sarap sa resto. gilligan's ba yun? hehe, di ko alam, i didn't bother looking at the name.&lt;br /&gt;~~doon ko lang na-realize na ang saya palang kumain nang walang ka-poise-poise.&lt;br /&gt;~~sulit. halata ba sa istura nung plato na gutom nga kami?&lt;br /&gt;~~sayang nga lang at lasang refrigerator yung mango dessert nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 160px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01238.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 160px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/d6a60e17.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;white noise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~di ko maintindihan kung anong gustong panoorin ni cae eh, kung white house ba, o white voices.&lt;br /&gt;~~haha, franz, 10pm ka pala uuwi ah...&lt;br /&gt;~~coincidence number 2: nakaupo sina troy montero at aubrey miles sa likod namin. si troy katapat ni franz, si aubrey katapat ko. kaya kahit medyo freaky yung movie, may mga times na natatawa nalang ako sa tadhana.&lt;br /&gt;~~para kaming stalkers. hinintay pa talaga naming lumabas sa CR si aubrey para makita namin. haha, jologs.&lt;br /&gt;~~movie review: white noise - pwede, pwede.&lt;br /&gt;~~spotted rj rizada. nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;~~celebrity count: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;timezone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~~spotted john hall. pero di siya kilala ni cae. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;~~tinalo kaming lahat ni cae sa shootout.&lt;br /&gt;~~pinapalit ko yung powertickets ko para sa isang powerpuff girls na jigsaw puzzle. hanggang ngayon di ko parin maisip kung bakit.&lt;br /&gt;~~celebrity count: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01259.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;starbucks and flouncing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~definitely my favorite time sa aming paggala.&lt;br /&gt;~~nakita ko nanaman si rj rizada. 4th time na that night na nakita ko siya. sabi ni chie, pag nakita ko daw siya ng 5 times, meant to be na kami. well, di ko na siya nakita after that. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;~~yummy frappes and belgian waffles.&lt;br /&gt;~~may isa pang celeb na nakita. ewan ko ba kung sino siya, pero sinundan siya ni chie at mukha namang masaya si chie so i'll say cute yung artista. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;~~tambay sa garden and pic atake.&lt;br /&gt;~~may sumusunod sa amin na pusa at parang ayaw niya talaga kaming tantanan kaya umalis na rin kami.&lt;br /&gt;~~celebrity count: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01262.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01276.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01277.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01295.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01310.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 161px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="192" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01314.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;vodka ice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~first bar experience! hah. actually for the three of us: me, franz and cae.&lt;br /&gt;~~may nag-surround sa amin na isang circle ng mga lalaki na... umm... nagyayayang makipagsayaw. eeewwwwwwwwwwwwww. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;~~pero fun parin yung experience, kasi free tsaka walang nag-inuman sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;~~ang sarap palang sayawin ng karma ni alicia keys.&lt;br /&gt;~~pero nung pinatugtog yung istumo, wala na, nag-clear out na yung dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ditzes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~after the bar, nag-CR kami ni cae. doon ko na-experience ang isang scene na straight out of legally blonde.&lt;br /&gt;~~tatlo silang babae, at ganito ang kanilang conversation:&lt;br /&gt;girl number 1: hey, you know what, i like stuff! hey ally, do you like stuff?&lt;br /&gt;girl number 2: yeah, i like stuff!&lt;br /&gt;girl number 3: hey, how come nobody's asking me? i like stuff too!&lt;br /&gt;girl number 2: you know, why don't we get together, and like stuff together???&lt;br /&gt;girl number 1: yeah!&lt;br /&gt;~~feeling ko pati ako nawalan ng intelligence nung narinig ko yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the ride home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~4 a.m. na kami nakabalik sa manila.&lt;br /&gt;~~exhausted, pero masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 161px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/greenbelt/DSC01354.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap palang mag-detoxify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110638614467829225?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110638614467829225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110638614467829225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110638614467829225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110638614467829225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/frappes-troy-dances-and-white-noises.html' title='frappes, troy, dances, and white noises'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110629067766697281</id><published>2005-01-21T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:39.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hours till detoxification</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hours till detoxification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a total wreck. medyo ok pa ako nung sunday night until tuesday morning (with the exception of comm 2.. damn it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami sa national library nung tuesday. aba, nag-jeep pa kami papunta dun, tapos yun pala pwedeng lakarin (we did end up walking a lot after the jeepney ride kasi medyo maling side ng road kami bumaba).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rants sa national library:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; facilities. ano ba yan...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 50 pesos for a library "card" na makukuha mo in what, 4 months??&lt;br /&gt;&gt; akala mo andaming libro sa card catalog nila&lt;br /&gt;&gt; astig sana yung ibang books... kung kumpleto nga lang yung pages nila.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tapos mga 1 out of 5 lang dun yung mahahanap mo.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ang sungit nung isang librarian sa general reference section.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; bakit ang tagal ng lunch break ng mga tao sa photocopying machine? tuloy, babalik pa ako next week. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan, wednesday na. supposedly, ok ang araw na to kasi 1) di naman ako takot magswimming or anything, and 2) usually hindi naman natutuloy ang nstp. well, hindi naging maganda ang araw na to dahil 1) hindi parin ako marunong mag-breaststroke nang maayos, and 2) natuloy ang nstp. lalo pang sumama ang araw ko dahil sa lintik na mga palakang yan. imagine staying in your dorm room for hours, hunched over a preserved frog that reeks of formalin, restlessly poking here and slicing there, trying desperately (and may i point out, quite hopelessly) to identify 30+ different kinds of muscles with names you never even knew existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and imagine doing all this for a 10-point quiz. *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the fact that if, by some intervention of the divine sort, that you actually go about to finishing with your frog... you have to start memorizing another 50+ scientific names (plus their taxonomic families and authors) before your eyes start to bulge from the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and imagine doing all this for a quiz. again. wednesday was really really not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday came. okay, so sobrang walang kwenta pala ng pag-aaral ko sa taxonomy. kulang pala yung minemorize ko. tapos hindi man lang lumabas yung authors tsaka family names. wala rin palang quiz sa zoo! tapos, may sobrang haba kaming kailangang basahin for histo next week. and to top it all off, nag-comm pa kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's friday. okay lang at least, kasi wala masyadong ginawa. lumabas na nga pala ang results ng chem exam. i passed, pero i don't like the margin by which i did. note to self: magpaka-nerd para sa susunod na dep exam. now, the only real thing i'm looking forward to (which excludes the practical test in chem lab tomorrow) is the fact na gagala kami sa makati mamaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathes in, breathes out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a quarter to 3. around four hours until we finally make it to greenbelt. please, may we not screw it up in any way, shape, or form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110629067766697281?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110629067766697281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110629067766697281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110629067766697281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110629067766697281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/hours-till-detoxification.html' title='hours till detoxification'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110578725672305783</id><published>2005-01-15T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:39.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti-depressant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anti-depressant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i read the post from chie's blog, i knew i had to copy what she did. sorry chie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my manila family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pink. super close friend. love her waay much. little bursts of laughter. malabo. kamukha ni mareil sa isa kong pic. slow but cute. mature-looking, in a good way. "di ko na-gets". mas marami pang paint sa pants niya kaysa sa door sa baseco. stretchy pants. cute closed shoes. ayaw niya ng big shirts. pinaikli niya ang kanyang p.e. shirt nung first sem. mole = austin powers. hindi siya short, lahat lang ng tao matangkad. "pack that sheet!" kasama namin sa 70-peso taxi adventure. vain. hindi pwedeng hindi kasama sa pics. "what boyfriend?" live-in partner ni mikko. short shorts. "hey dear!" lab partner. "friggin' hell!" mahal niya si mikko. at mahal rin siya ni mikko. has too many winter clothes. dapat sunugin lahat yun. para hindi na siya pumunta sa new zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mikko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love si chie. chie = mikko; mikko = chie. big butt. kinuha niya ang butt ni chie. masarap ang kanyang adobo. "sabi ko na nga ba, gusto niyo lang akong makitang nakahubad!" scooby doo boxers. sobrang sweet kay chie. reggie miller. "you're so cruel." "i want to cry." "hindi nga, ok lang kahit hindi reggie miller ang gift niyo sa akin." pumasok sa histo class for kama sutra. paid para sa friday's discount card dahil lahat kami inutangan ni *bleep*. "what girlfriend?" siya lang ata ang hindi vain sa amin. but he has this loreal thingy for his hair. toy collector. tumatawag pa ang toy shop sa kanya para magpa-advise. unpredictable moodswings. madalas malabo. cares a lot for his friends. "ibebenta niyo lang sa recto yan eh!" pag nagnu-number 2, nakabukas ang door. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasama ko 24/5. dorm, school, block, condo, everywhere. matagal maligo. parating naka-smile. taxonomy queen. religious filter. "akala ko naka-shorts si will smith!" puro "a" ang start ng pangalan ng kanyang boylets. sun subscriber niya. niregaluhan din niya si *bleeep* ng sun sim. sweet, hehe. kahit nawawala na, nakangiti parin. thoughtful. hotchick ng block. "it kills me not to talk to you" --&gt; awwwww. "the late king faisal..." helpful ang kanyang buddy sa notes. dating member ng svcf. hehe. the pit = fave resto namin. kasama rin sa 70-peso taxi adventure. "oh crap!" vain din sa pics. "i looove that!" spongebob square pants. kadaldal. kakulitan. auti, sobra. ayaw tigilan ang pag-aaral. knows a lot of my secrets. and i know a lot of hers din. in love siya. hehe, minsan ayaw niya lang aminin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superman. my big brother. "ingat ka dear." inubos ang memory ng digicam ko. so sobrang vain din siya. articulate. "wag na nating pakilemenan". kamukha ni bones ang gift niya sa akin. calorie-counter. gin mangga = yuck. pinapatago ang alcohol bottles sa lobby. tsk tsk. sleep-talker. knows my entire lovelife. ay, not quite pala. hehe. "madali lang naman ang breast stroke eh." inaagaw namin ang sofabed niya. phobia ang palaka. toy person rin, like mikko. can get me to admit anything about my lovelife if he tries hard enough. we love banana chips. nanghihiram kay cae ng blanket. may malaking malaking drool stain sa kanyang pillow. may abs na siya. woah. nakakadala siya pag sad siya. i love my big bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;franz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vainest person on the planet. likes shiny things, coz he can see himself on them. enteng kabisote = sucky. ocean's 12 = malupit. topshop loyalist. greenbelt guy. can't forge na. gentleman, sobra. "basta ikaw, kapitan islaw!" "watcha say, beyonce?" sucky rhymes. malayo pala ang meralco. unforgettable na ang dressing room sa nike park. minimalist daw. in love sa dorm room namin. obsessive compulsive, pero at times lang. smooth voice. nigga' dancer. half ponytail. "gosh, that was like sooo gay." shower time = one hour. paos effect ng the grudge. nag-aral para sa quiz. hindi sa exam. not a drinker. that's rare, grabe. swears at a hundred miles an hour. "oh - mmmy god!" his bed is the floor. his pillows are stone. conversations are never dull. has enough wit to last him ten lifetimes. hence, is super fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110578725672305783?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110578725672305783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110578725672305783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110578725672305783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110578725672305783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/anti-depressant.html' title='anti-depressant'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110576335641264243</id><published>2005-01-15T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:39.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shying away</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shying away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this tendency to dedicate my whole self to something i find worth dedicating it to. but it along with it comes the useless wish that i would be able to keep it to myself. i can't help it. when i find the passion, i have to share it to the people i really care about - who i consider closest to me. and sometimes, i tend to make the tiniest of mistakes. which, in turn, inevitably results in the uselessness of the said wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some things that aren't worth sharing anymore. some things that are better left confined within someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this song published on an online novel way back in gradeschool. i've loved it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a mariah carey, and by chance, one that doesn't actually involve raspy breathing of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at me and see the girl&lt;br /&gt;Who lives inside the golden world&lt;br /&gt;But don't believe&lt;br /&gt;That's all there is to see&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know the real me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles through a thousand tears&lt;br /&gt;And harbors adolescent fears&lt;br /&gt;She dreams of all&lt;br /&gt;That she can never be&lt;br /&gt;She wades in insecurity&lt;br /&gt;And hides herself inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say she takes it all for granted&lt;br /&gt;I'm well aware of all I have&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I am disenchanted&lt;br /&gt;Please understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though I've always been&lt;br /&gt;Somebody outside looking in&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I am for all of them to bleed&lt;br /&gt;But they can't take my heart from me&lt;br /&gt;And they can't bring me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;They'll never know the real me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can tell i'm feeling slightly fragile today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110576335641264243?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110576335641264243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110576335641264243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110576335641264243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110576335641264243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/shying-away.html' title='shying away'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110553364604325702</id><published>2005-01-12T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:38.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lessons learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakaiba talaga ang high school. kung kailan ko nasigurado na nagre-revolve na talaga around college yung buhay ko, dun ko biglang na-realize na iba talaga ang nagawa ng apat na taon ko sa pisay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta sa jang sa manila kahapon. ang saya, grabe. to think na pare-parehas lang kaming toxic ang schedule, pero naghanap pa talaga siya ng time para puntahan ako. there's just something way more different about spilling your thoughts out to a friend you've known throughout your teenage life - someone who actually understood your inner workings even before you took those first steps inside the AS building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just so refreshing to talk to someone who is such a good listener and equally blessed in giving advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was right. i don't have to explain to anybody. i don't have to keep on justifying my every word, action and emotion. i don't have to give a damn all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110553364604325702?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110553364604325702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110553364604325702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110553364604325702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110553364604325702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2005/01/lessons-learned.html' title='lessons learned'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110542197301881230</id><published>2005-01-11T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:37.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gets mo ba? gets ko na...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gets mo ba? gets ko na...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana'y masabi sa awit kong ito&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng ninanais nitong puso ko&lt;br /&gt;sana saan man patungo sa buhay&lt;br /&gt;may pag-ibig, may pag-asa&lt;br /&gt;may saya, may saysay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana sa bawat sandali matikman pa&lt;br /&gt;sarap ng pagsasama&lt;br /&gt;at simpleng ligaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tara na sakyan lang&lt;br /&gt;malay mo...&lt;br /&gt;nandyan lang, nandyan lang&lt;br /&gt;ang hinahanap mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ang galing gumawa ng ad ng coke? these are the same people who brought us that hand-clap game that nearly everyone i know eventually learned by heart. now, they're doing it again. i saw the commercial around two weeks ago, and i immediately fell in love with it. buti nalang hindi sila kumuha ng sikat na singer. kung hindi, wala na yung candid feel niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nakakagana rin siya. i mean, how many commercials have we seen with the same age-old concept of &lt;insert&gt;bringing joy/ease/pleasure to the consumer? there's just something about that ad na nakakatuwa parin. for a less-than-a-minute long commercial, it's right up there with the big players of advertising. go, coke, go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* useless post. shameless coke plug. but i love it nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110542197301881230?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110542197301881230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what keeps me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="144" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/reinzi/DSC00541.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know how to survive manila without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110518939904523253?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110518939904523253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110518939904523253' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pack that sheet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did the first week of january become so toxic? ganito ba talaga ang UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i haven't had a decent night's sleep in five days. minsan dahil sa 36B, minsan dahil sa katuwaan sa digicam. pero most of the time, acads lang talaga ang may kasalanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay pa ako nung monday morning. nagawa ko in advance yung ilang mga kailangan for comm. it turns out, useless rin lahat ng ginawa kong research and interviews kasi iba yung format. hmph. the day didn't end up being any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday. happy day ko to, dahil sa zoo lec. :) happy rin kasi supposedly manonood kami ng enteng kabisote para sumaya naman kami. well, we accomplished half. nanood nga kami, but we never felt the desire to laugh the entire length of the movie. hay nako. it sucks, like pa-siyam. please, whatever people say about it having better special effects or any film-ish crap, don't listen. it really does suck. may pambawi though. we went to friday's nung gabi (and spent a lot of money, hehe). at dahil mga loko kami, we had the friday's band of waiters sing for chie dahil birthday niya (kunwari, siyempre). well, sa sobrang saya nung mood, i almost believed that it was her birthday nga. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things started getting hectic on wednesday. i even cut nstp to make room for studying in zoo lab (which, by the way, later proved to be somewhat useless). thursday came, kinain ako ng zoo lab exam, and i came back to the dorm with my chem lec notes just waiting to be reviewed for the departmental exam a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe rin pala ang mga chem dep. imagine taking an exam with 200-something students on a roof deck, illuminated only by the faint yellow spotlights that adorn the ceiling. imagine two hours later, 200-something students getting up from their seats, sprinting from one table to the next, talking in high-pitched voices, eager to find out if their seatmates had the same molecular orbital diagram as them. ayoko pa naman nang nagdi-discuss ng mga sagot right after an exam. nakakahiya eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random person number 1: reinzi! anong ginawa mo sa number (insert number here)??&lt;br /&gt;ako: ummm... *trying to remember*&lt;br /&gt;some random person number 1: kasi (insert value here) yung sagot ko! diba gagamitin mo muna yung (insert theory here) tapos icocompute mo using (insert equation here)?? diba, diba??&lt;br /&gt;ako: ah, ok... *na-realize na iba yung sagot ko*&lt;br /&gt;some random person number 1: pero pareho ba tayo??&lt;br /&gt;ako: ah eh, di ko na maalala eh (note: ganito parati ang sagot ko pag alam kong mali na ako)&lt;br /&gt;some random person number 2: shucks! yan din yung sagot ko!&lt;br /&gt;some random person number 3: ako rin! pero bakit, magkaiba ba tayo ng sagot, reinzi? baka naman mali kaming lahat!&lt;br /&gt;some random person number 4: oo nga! shet, wait lang *sabay tawag sa mga tao* (insert value here) ba yung sagot niyo sa number (insert number here)? bakit yung sagot ni reinzi iba?&lt;br /&gt;many random people: (variants of "baka naman kami yung mali", "bakit ganyan yung sagot mo?", "ok lang yan, marami pa namang ibang madadaling number eh")&lt;br /&gt;ako: hindi, hindi. ako yung nagkamali. *feeling really flustered, crappy, and really really stupid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of my manila family (mark, mikko, and franz) went to greenbelt after the exam. they're shopping, watching movies, partying, and generally having fun while i'm typing this nonsensical post. the other half of my manila family (cae, chie and duh, sino pa ba) was supposed to go rin, but wait. may comm project and taxonomy lab exam pa pala next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress level = way way way high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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franz. ang buhay ko sa manila. :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; digicam = malapit nang mag-low batt. ganyan talaga pag vain.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; zoo lec = highest ako. haha, sabi ni chie dapat pinost ko sa friendster survey eh. kaso demure ako masyado.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; may isa pa palang pack ng butterscotch sa cabinet ko. hmm, must not show it to mikko.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; manonood kami ng enteng kabisote mamaya. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; philippine national herbarium. ang sakit sa kamay.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pag yumaman ako, magdo-donate ako ng elevator sa pambansang museo. damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i'm getting used to these bulleted lists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya? malungkot? hazardous? boring? stressful? energizing? fulfulling? lame? weird? placid? amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i just being a complete sloth today by not even making a decent paragraph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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30. i felt too young, even more so dahil ang suot ko ay ang aking 4th year prom gown. i spent most part of the early evening watching the doors, hoping that by some minute chance, i would see a pisay person or at least somone i knew. and as if fate had read my mind, five minutes before the program started, in walked monica and her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first akala ko nagha-hallucinate lang ako, pero nung tinawagan ko siya, i saw her answer her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monica: hello?&lt;br /&gt;reinzi: hi, nakikita kita ngayon. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;monica: ano?? saang table ka?&lt;br /&gt;reinzi: 13. *sabay wave*&lt;br /&gt;monica: uh, anong ginagawa mo dito? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;reinzi: ikaw, anong ginagawa mo dito?&lt;br /&gt;monica: pupuntahan ba kita?&lt;br /&gt;reinzi: ewan...&lt;br /&gt;monica: o sige, pupuntahan kita.. *sabay lakad papunta sa table 13*&lt;br /&gt;reinzi: oi!&lt;br /&gt;monica: stalker ka ha..&lt;br /&gt;reinzi: feeling mo. gusto mo labas tayo?&lt;br /&gt;monica: o sige...&lt;br /&gt;*simula ng mahabang kwentuhan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang mini-reunion. mini kasi nga dalawa lang kami. ang galing... i had three cousins in Kaisahan (yung dance group nila): trishya, allyza and austin; she had two: jared and celine. hindi lang kami nagkikita kasi hindi siya pumupunta sa practices ng mga pinsan niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maganda yung show nila. as in. pero siyempre, dahil may kakilala ako, hindi namin maiwasan mag-text sa isa't isa habang nagsasayaw ang aming mga pinsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;points raised via SMS:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kamukha ni jared si moses sa prince of egypt, at kahawig din niya si john paul. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; may identity crisis yung ibang costumes. akala mo pang-mexicano yung iba.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; si monica ay may iranian blood pala. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; um, dapat ata nag-likas papaya yung ibang mga babae sa isang specific part ng katawan nila. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hindi namin alam kung ang sinisigaw nila sa barrio fiesta portion ay "andar, sige!" o "andar, tigil!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; may accent sila kahit tagalog yung mga kinakanta nila&lt;br /&gt;&gt; si jared ay nali-link sa isang babae, pero bawal kasi tatanggalin sila sa dance company pag nagka-relationship sila. haaay, parang soap opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool pala ang folk dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110464786990766370?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110464786990766370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110464786990766370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 pm na. in a few hours, 2004 will become a yesteryear. 2004 was (past tense na to) both the longest and shortest year i've ever had. sobrang daming experiences, pero sobrang bilis rin ng oras. so, what have i been doing for the past 365 (plus 1) days of this yesteryear? yes, i'm channeling danlen right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;january&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nagretreat; found out the value of my friends, and how much they really meant to me and i to them.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first college na pinasahan ko: ateneo de manila university :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; reality kicked in - six weeks nalang ako sa pisay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first (and last) time that i felt deserted by my section, first (and last) time rin na nainis ako sa grav (hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; realized that beryllium still had my back&lt;br /&gt;&gt; made me want to learn how to play the guitar (although i eventually gave up on it too)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; learned how to deny rumors like a pro, even though they weren't just rumors&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first bouquet of flowers given to me by a guy (white roses) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 70 unforgettable push-ups because of tiny yellow pellets&lt;br /&gt;&gt; baccalaureate - my most embarassing moment. sabi nila ang bagal ko daw magsalita. ang hindi nila alam, napansin ko na ang bagal nung mic kaya sobrang binilisan ko nang magbasa. yung lecheng mic kasi na yan eh!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; graduation - the happiest-slash-saddest day of my life. inatake ako ng pictures ng nanay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; grav outing - a sort of ultimatum for me. the end of a particularly strong feeling i've had since june 2003. and the start of a kind of new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april&lt;br /&gt;&gt; beryllium outing - very unforgettable (memories + letters + bahay ni allen = paradise!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; summer = nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;&gt; made one of my biggest mistakes; recovered from it in a few weeks (thankfully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june&lt;br /&gt;&gt; found myself in a world very different from what i was used to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; realized i had to leave a small percent of myself with pisay&lt;br /&gt;&gt; learned (and still am learning) to conform&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first up manila prospect... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july&lt;br /&gt;&gt; received flowers for the first time on my birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first dep exam.. math 17 oh yeah.. (july nga ba to?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first cry over an exam (yes, math 17 nga yun)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first boyfriend! pero tuwing thursday lang. haha, so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september&lt;br /&gt;&gt; beryllium galle malling; waiting at starbucks for almost two hours...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; alumni homecoming, nostalgia attacks&lt;br /&gt;&gt; stroll sa oval with closest friends... realized how much i actually missed them&lt;br /&gt;&gt; grav uber overnight (tsismisan until early morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sembreak.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; college scholar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;novemvber&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first moment of major confusion&lt;br /&gt;&gt; stress kicked in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; south border concert: three hours of complete bliss :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; commuted (by myself!) to the ccp for oyayi's play and got lost inside the complex&lt;br /&gt;&gt; discovered oyayi's acting talents. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december&lt;br /&gt;&gt; learned to take things more lightly&lt;br /&gt;&gt; realized that up to know beryllium still had my back (mahal ko talaga kayo.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; first block outing: inuman, billards, videoke and kwentuhan galore&lt;br /&gt;&gt; learned to slowly detach myself from some people for my own good and theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just around the corner: 2005. new year, clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110448814153149920?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110448814153149920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110448814153149920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110448814153149920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110448814153149920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2004/12/out-with-2004.html' title='out with 2004'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110441415570080050</id><published>2004-12-30T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:35.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nakikiuso</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nakikiuso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've been surfing the net for a good two hours and almost every page that uploads links to help sites for the recent tsunami victims in asia. &lt;em&gt;napansin ko lang&lt;/em&gt;, almost everybody wants to help. &lt;em&gt;parang nung nagkaroon ng bagyo dito sa pilipinas&lt;/em&gt;, i admit i was a little bit shocked &lt;em&gt;dahil ang daming gustong tumulong&lt;/em&gt;. i remember a few years ago, people didn't really give much of a damn what happened to somebody else. &lt;em&gt;dati yun. iba na ngayon.&lt;/em&gt; i know someone who recently posted in her livejournal that her apartment got ransacked and her laptop was stolen. she didn't ask for any help, but two weeks later, she received a brand new laptop, courtesy of her livejournal readers. pretty amazing, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;may nagsabi sa akin na pauso lang yung mga to&lt;/em&gt;. a social trend towards helpfulness and generosity. we give to others, and we get satisfaction from the attention it brings us. come to think of it, there is a certain pride we feel when we tell people that we delivered relief goods to quezon, helped build houses in baseco, or donated &lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt;-thousand pesos to the philippine red cross. it's sort of a win-win situation. you do something good for others, and you get something equally good in return. &lt;em&gt;pauso daw ng media&lt;/em&gt;. *sigh* i refuse to believe people do this for this reason alone, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do know of a social trend that have started this year. &lt;em&gt;ang makiuso sa hindi uso. para maging unique, kumbaga.&lt;/em&gt; take opm music, for instance. true, i agree that 2004 has been an amazing year for opm music. you could actually &lt;em&gt;hear&lt;/em&gt; tagalog songs (the tunog-kalye type) being played on magic 89.9, and that's saying something. the artists have improved, their fan bases have grown more diverse, and yet there are a whole lot of people who just jump on the bandwagon. &lt;em&gt;may mga kaibigan ako na akala mo fan talaga ng tunog kalye&lt;/em&gt;, but you won't find a single pinoy song in their mp3 players. these are the same people who "ooh" and "ahh" over indie songs, but never really get around to listening to them. but who knows, &lt;em&gt;baka mga kakilala ko lang ang ganito.&lt;/em&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my $0.02 (or php 1.122, if you want to be nationalistic about it): help because you want to. listen to urbandub and mojofly because you like their music. heck, watch lovers in paris because you wanna see who the girl ends up with. whether you're part of a growing trend or not, it's much easier to sleep at night knowing your strings aren't being toyed around with by the puppetmaster that is modern society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110441415570080050?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110441415570080050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110441415570080050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110441415570080050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110441415570080050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2004/12/nakikiuso.html' title='nakikiuso'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110438411588373519</id><published>2004-12-30T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:34.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of parking space, false eyelashes, and rear ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of parking space and rear ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday i was able to watch one of my cousins' (trish and lyza's) shows at the tanghalang nicanor abelardo at the ccp (&lt;em&gt;bongga! hehe&lt;/em&gt;). it would have been a perfect day if it weren't for my dad who kept insisting that the parking area was all the way back of the ccp complex (near star city). i kept on saying that there was a huge parking space right accross the theater (which, by the way, everyone passes upon entrance to the complex) but noooooo... he was absolutely sure that the only parking space was half a kilometer away. he then promptly launched into a long explanation of how he knew the ccp way better than i did because he used to spend his childhood days there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after circling the complex a couple of times, we eventually &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; end up parking accross the theater. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the show was... very folk-ish. well, it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a folk show, about how different tribes of the philippines celebrated christmas day. it wasn't a miss saigon, but i enjoyed it anyway. my attention was especially caught by one of the scenes that had.. umm... explicit expossure of the rear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;while in the theater, i noticed a trend in the clapping of the audience. a loud clap would originate near the back-right area of the theater, then suddenly everyone in the audience would follow, regardless of whether the scene was even finished. i suppose it's the pressure of that first clap, or the desire not to embarrass the play itself with the sound of a single clap, that automatically sends the rest of the audience clapping as well. maybe &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; should have started a clap. would they have followed too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the rest of the day passed by like nothing. we had a snack, i met two sons of my tita's husband's sister, which makes them unrelated to me (which was a good thing, according to my tita, because both of them were cute &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt; and one of them was eyeing me &lt;em&gt;kuno&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;em&gt;nakakatawa talaga tita ko pag kinikilig&lt;/em&gt;. actually &lt;em&gt;siya lang ang kinilig, hindi ako&lt;/em&gt;. anyway, we wound up staying in shangri-la until past midnight, and until now, i feel really sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bad timing, though. i have three history chapters to read today. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110438411588373519?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110438411588373519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110438411588373519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110438411588373519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110438411588373519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2004/12/of-parking-space-false-eyelashes-and.html' title='of parking space, false eyelashes, and rear ends'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110423518592978621</id><published>2004-12-28T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:34.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'tis the season to be sulky</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'tis the season to be sulky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it. as if the asian-wide tsunami disaster was any indication, the christmas season is over. the fireworks have been extinguished, the parols have dimmed. gone are the christmas specials on tv, and so are the last remaining leftover (am i getting too redundant?) hamonado, leche flan, and buko salad. the new year should be a cause for celebration, if it weren't followed by classes two days later. although andrew said that GMA &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; have cancelled classes on january 3. can anyone verify this, please, please please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the day very academically (go me!). i managed to find some sources for our two taxonomy projects, and gathered some pretty interesting trivia along the way. for example, did you know that the family polemoniaceae is composed of only dicots (this is a form of sarcasm, if you hadn't noticed yet)??? but anyway, nothing i've found on the internet seems to be enough... i know that this is a longshot, but if anyone of you knows anything about endemic species in negros and western mindanao, or the philippine species of polemoniaceae, you know who to contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know how to do my comm project. and apparently, neither does anybody in our block. everybody just keeps sending e-mails to our yahoogroup asking about it, and never getting any decent reply. so if, by chance, you happen to be a freshman in UP manila taking up bs biology and have ma'am odal-devora (a.k.a feminist extraordinaire) as your comm 2 professor and have so much as an inkling on what to do... call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just realized that this post is highly interactive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and harry potter and the undead prince is due on the bookshelves on&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;july 16, 2005&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; five days before i turn 17. you know what to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110423518592978621?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110423518592978621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110423518592978621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110423518592978621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110423518592978621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2004/12/tis-season-to-be-sulky.html' title='&apos;tis the season to be sulky'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9815482.post-110421309585639669</id><published>2004-12-28T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:43:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>number two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;number two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was supposed to be published when the clock strikes twelve in four days, but i realized i might be a little bit too busy enjoying the new year to even turn on the computer. so here it is, &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;. after years of sucky html, my online journal has finally moved to a more aesthetically-pleasing, slightly less pathetic site. i hope. not everything is finished with the site, and i know the html still isn't all that, but bear with me. i happen to like simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know you're going to ask about the green. somehow, i grew to appreciate the color over the holidays. i'm getting really tired of cobalt/royal/navy and every other shade of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments? suggestions? wanna-hurl-something-large-and-dangerously-sharp-at-me-for-choosing-this-sucky-template reactions? the chatterbox is all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9815482-110421309585639669?l=deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/110421309585639669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9815482&amp;postID=110421309585639669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110421309585639669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9815482/posts/default/110421309585639669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepershadesofgreen.blogspot.com/2004/12/number-two.html' title='number two.'/><author><name>reinzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
