<?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-15608242</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:07:50.016+08:00</updated><category term='tests'/><category term='school. industrial pyschology'/><category term='foreigner'/><category term='school. paranoid'/><category term='random'/><category term='free ride'/><category term='outings'/><category term='revive'/><category term='kaspil2'/><category term='friend'/><category term='bakasyon'/><category term='quizilla'/><category term='comheal'/><title type='text'>Escape from Reality</title><subtitle type='html'>My Escape from the stressful reality.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3494209199422049414</id><published>2008-03-04T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:16:18.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreigner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaspil2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. paranoid'/><title type='text'>The Loafer</title><content type='html'>Uh oh, here I go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, I felt like I haven't given much contribution to the group (Kaspil2 group) and all I ever did was contradict what ever Anjo says. &lt;em&gt;Talagang hindi kami magkasundo&lt;/em&gt;. I remembered my Filipsy last summer. Keisha, Anjo, and I are in the same group. Although I know that having him in the group is an advantage, it doesn't work for me because up to now, I'm not as comfortable with him as I am with Red, Carl, and Patrick and I don't know why. Going back to Filipsy, I remembered that I almost flunked that dreaded course and I think the reason is because I wasn't able to exert much effort to the group - &lt;em&gt;o baka nga dahil hindi ko kasundo ang isa sa mga kagrupo ko,&lt;/em&gt; and I believe that it is a factor in success. How could I be successful in a team if I couldn't get along well with at least one of the members? I know I have to get along with him somehow but I just couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel that I'm being left out of the group because I didn't exert much effort. Paranoia stirrs in my head again and I'm afraid that they might be talking behind my back. I know nobody likes a backstabber and I admit that sometimes I do that. I feel that I might not get the grade I want or if ever I did, I do not deserve it because I got it from free riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to work so I could pull my own weight in the group - so I won't free ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I'm convincing myself that it is fine to have An Ye Ji - a foreign groupmate (Korean actually). Hmm maybe I'm being discriminant, or perhaps because I don't want to see Koreanovelas aired on TVs anymore. I just wished that the Philippine media would come up with something intelligent to show to the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad that my groupmates didn't reply to my text message - paranoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3494209199422049414?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3494209199422049414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3494209199422049414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3494209199422049414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3494209199422049414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/loafer.html' title='The Loafer'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-5253633208336869248</id><published>2008-03-01T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:05:13.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders</title><content type='html'>I have to remind myself not to visit Keisha's old blog. I got trojan horses from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheessh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the anti-virus alarm freaked me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-5253633208336869248?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5253633208336869248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=5253633208336869248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5253633208336869248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5253633208336869248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/reminders.html' title='Reminders'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6148526690840620547</id><published>2008-02-29T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:50:58.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizilla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>Quizilla Tests :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:372; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Dragon resides in your soul? (cool pictures!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LadyAmber/1079106933_ver_dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are a silver dragon. The rarest kind of dragon. YOu are noble yet avoid humans as much as possible. You are the guardian of the defensless and you rule the skies.&lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/LadyAmber/quizzes/Which+Dragon+resides+in+your+soul%3F+%28cool+pictures%21%29"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);"  target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/LadyAmber/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=450453"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/15608242-6148526690840620547?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6148526690840620547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6148526690840620547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6148526690840620547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6148526690840620547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2008/02/quizilla-tests-d.html' title='Quizilla Tests :D'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6978639593087882144</id><published>2007-11-11T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T07:30:37.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comheal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. industrial pyschology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Battle for Industrial Psychology elective.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To all those who would pursue med school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Please&lt;/s&gt; take the COMHEAL elective for your clinical psych practicum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheisse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to med school and I don't want to take the clinical psych practicum. I've decided to take industrial psychology. We requested the  Psychology department to open a section for it because they only opened one elective for us BS Psyc students. For crying out loud, why would you give us an elective if we only have one choice? It's not an elective anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I were bitter about it, and so with the students who wanted to pursue med school but are planning to take industrial psychology for their practicum. For Heaven's sake, you guys dont't and won't need it!! The department requires an assurance of at least 15 students to take up COMHEAL next term and you people who wanted to pursue med school are not helping those who really want to enter the industrial field in the future. It will be our doom if the requested section will not be opened because we will be forced to take COMHEAL and we would not be able to take industrial psych for practicum because it is a requirement that we take up industry psych course. For you guys, that wouldn't be a problem since you're going to med school anyway, and you wouldn't care less about the others who doesn't have the resources to pay for the hospital required of the clinical practicum. Not all of us are as rich as you do, and fyi, one of us is hungry because that person is not as rich as you people. That person's family could hardly fill their bellies nor could they afford to buy that person the books needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala na silang makain at pinuproblema pa nila ang pambayad sa tuition. Hindi siya makakapag-enroll hangga't may utang sila sa school. Maawa kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; That person only has about 2-3 terms left, and if the section would not be opened, that person would be forced to take LOA and look for a job so that person can pay the debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6978639593087882144?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6978639593087882144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6978639593087882144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6978639593087882144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6978639593087882144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/battle-for-industrial-psychology.html' title='Battle for Industrial Psychology elective.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-665070556874637639</id><published>2007-09-22T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:32:41.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reklamador</title><content type='html'>Since the second term began, I have been complaining and complaining and complaing. Endless complaints would make my peers associate me with it. At this point, I would like to extend my apologies to those who heard nothing but complaints from me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As I said, I've been complaining A LOT. I've been complaining about doing chores after school, about having to read a lot of photo-copied readings and about having to write a lot of paperworks.  I also have complaints about such abled people who wish not to use their God-given limbs and would rather ask others to do things for them. I find these people annoying - solid! I'm fine with housework only if I have no school to attend to. In addition to lazy abled people, don't you just hate it when these people keep bossing you around, or asking you to fetch this and that while they lay back, sit pretty, and stare in front of the tv?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And because of those, I'm loosing focus.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-665070556874637639?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/665070556874637639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=665070556874637639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/665070556874637639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/665070556874637639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/reklamador.html' title='Reklamador'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2015481953039958846</id><published>2007-09-20T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T20:50:26.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zu Meine Freunde</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I have some questions that bother me...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Do you remember how we became friends? If you do then, how long have we been friends? Also, if we've been friends for that long...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;... paano niyo ako nagustuhan? natagalan? natolerate? napagtiyagaan?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;*avoidant mode* I know that I can sometimes drive you up the wall.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2015481953039958846?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2015481953039958846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2015481953039958846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2015481953039958846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2015481953039958846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/zu-meine-freunde.html' title='Zu Meine Freunde'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-983043958490789715</id><published>2007-09-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:53:48.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eureka!</title><content type='html'>Litera1:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To the prof: Sir you need to work on your "ch" sounds :P LOL.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I only heard a portion of this song from a commerical of a tv show and from my mother. During our LITERA1 class, the prof. mentioned about this song and about the awards it got and then it reminded me of the commercial...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I started looking for it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa wakas, nakita ko rin! Hay gulay, lyrics lang ang nakita ko. Wala akong makitang mp3 ng kantang 'to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isang Mundo, Isang Awit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Leah Navarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Ngayon mundo'y gulung-gulo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; At lahat tayo'y litung-lito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Pag-ibig sa kapwa tao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Sa daigdig dapat ituro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Kung bawa't puso mayroong pagmamahal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Kapayapaa't kasiyahan tiyak na makakamtan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Lahat tayo'y pantay-pantay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Sa biyaya ng Maykapal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Lahat sana'y akbay-akbay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Handang tumulong kanino man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Kung bawat tao ay marunong magmahal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Ano mang kulay o salita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Tiyak na makiki-isa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Je t'aime, te amo, I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Watashi wa anata o aistomasu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Ich liebe dich, iniibig kita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Gua ay di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Paano man sabihin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Ang mundo'y turuan natin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Tanging lunas ang pag-ibig &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Isang mundo, isang awit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102); color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Isang sigaw, Pag-ibig. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-983043958490789715?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/983043958490789715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=983043958490789715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/983043958490789715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/983043958490789715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/eureka.html' title='Eureka!'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2397451905956039397</id><published>2007-09-05T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:06:09.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=vidDescRemain style="DISPLAY: inline"&gt;sung by Hayden Panettier&lt;BR&gt;---------------------------------&lt;BR&gt;Somehow I know I will find a way&lt;BR&gt;To a brighter day, in the sun&lt;BR&gt;Somewhere I know that he waits for me&lt;BR&gt;Someday soon he'll see, I'm the one&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I won't give up on this feeling&lt;BR&gt;And nothing could keep me away&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I still believe in destiny&lt;BR&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;BR&gt;I still wish on the stars as they fall from above&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love&lt;BR&gt;(Na na na, na nana, na na na, na nana)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I know what's real can not be denied&lt;BR&gt;Although it may hide for awhile&lt;BR&gt;With just one touch love can calm your fears&lt;BR&gt;Turning all your tears, into smiles&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's such a wondrous feeling&lt;BR&gt;I know that my heart can't be wrong&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I still believe in destiny&lt;BR&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;BR&gt;I still wish on the stars as the fall from above&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Love can make miracles, change everything&lt;BR&gt;Lift you from the darkness, and make your heart sing (make your heart sing)&lt;BR&gt;Love is a river, when you fall, it's the greatest power of all&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Oh, I still believe in destiny&lt;BR&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;BR&gt;I still wish on the stars as they fall from above&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love&lt;BR&gt;Yes I still believe, believe in love&lt;BR&gt;I still believe in love&lt;BR&gt;(Na na na, na nana, na na na, na nana)&lt;BR&gt;I still believe&lt;BR&gt;Believe in love&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; 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Hindi ko naabot yung goal ko grrr &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;. Ang papangit nila grabe nakakaasar. Puro dos sinco grade ko waaaah. Ang pangit ang pangit parang palakol!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hay at least wala akong binagsak... mas maganda na sigurong waag na lang magreklamo. Pero sayang, baka naging dL ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, pasukan nanaman next week mein Gott. Parang ayoko pang makita ang La Salle.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8060174814453044528?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8060174814453044528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8060174814453044528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8060174814453044528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8060174814453044528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/dos-sinco.html' title='Dos Sinco'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-5309406900889875971</id><published>2007-09-01T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T16:26:18.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about this day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I don't know if I would feel happy or not, encouraged or not... it's like there's a clash of emotions and I don't know what to feel.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;There are two events happening on this very day. One involves a celebration of life and the other involves memoirs of death (ngek ano to?). I don't know what to feel. The people involved in the two events have nothing to do with me but somehow I feel like I should join the happening. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ich fühle mich verworren.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-5309406900889875971?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5309406900889875971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=5309406900889875971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5309406900889875971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5309406900889875971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-about-this-day.html' title='Something about this day.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3136736940341814894</id><published>2007-08-31T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:06:29.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich sollte Deutsch studieren aber...</title><content type='html'>Something happened with the computer. It caught a virus! NEEEIIIINN&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;. Kasi naman kung saan-saan nagpupunta, ayan tuloy, grrgrrgrrgrrr. The computer needs thorough scanning and I couldn't log on to my... wait pwede pala whahahahahaha stupid. Why didn't I think of that? Oh well eto na to...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a Chance You Could Be Violent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/violent-2.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Overall, you're a pretty chill person - and you have a good handle on your emotions.Sometimes your anger gets the best of you, and end up regretting how you act.Try to curb your temper more often. It only has to get out of control once to do some damage.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/"&gt;Could You Be Violent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3136736940341814894?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3136736940341814894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3136736940341814894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3136736940341814894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3136736940341814894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/ich-sollte-deutsch-studieren-aber.html' title='Ich sollte Deutsch studieren aber...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3262397393427079777</id><published>2007-08-31T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:49:49.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semesterferien</title><content type='html'>Perhaps ten days would be enough to rejuvinate and relax, but it would probably be not enough to prepare for a terror prof (stupid typhoon). &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perhaps ten days would be enough to brush up on language skills but not enough to be a fluent user.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At least I don't have to worry about papers to write or exams to take... I'm more worried about the  outcome. What if I flunk? What if I didn't reach my goal?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ay shucks, magsesecond term na! Kelangan ko nang mag-isip kung anong elective ang kukunin ko ngayon palang. I have to assess myself and see if I'm better of with one option or with the other. On second thought, mag-aaral muna ako ng Deutsch&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; para matupad ko ang pangarap kong maging multilingual. Masaya yun, mas madali kang makakasurvive pag nagtravel ka &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;. Hehehe hindi. Kainggit lang sila pinsan kasi multilingual sila...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3262397393427079777?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3262397393427079777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3262397393427079777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3262397393427079777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3262397393427079777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/semesterferien.html' title='Semesterferien'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-5247762455000725825</id><published>2007-08-30T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:34:13.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple dots and a Question mark</title><content type='html'>I will be nice.&lt;br&gt;I will be nice.&lt;br&gt;I will be nice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Magpapakabait na...&lt;br&gt;Magpapakabait na...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-5247762455000725825?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5247762455000725825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=5247762455000725825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5247762455000725825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5247762455000725825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/triple-dots-and-question-mark.html' title='Triple dots and a Question mark'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7610086644502721442</id><published>2007-08-29T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T18:13:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEIN^nth !</title><content type='html'>Waaaaaaahaaaaaaaahaaaaaa^2 Oh please oh please oh please... no old geezers!!! I so beg of you pretty pleeeaassee?????&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;NO!&lt;br&gt;NO OLD GEEZERS ALLOWED! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/bat.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayaw, ayoko talaga waaaaaaaaahhhhhh :(( *schreit*&lt;br&gt;pwede bang ka-age ko na lang, o kahit mga tatlong-taong mas bata o mas matanda kay sa sakin??? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oo na, sige na. Never again...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waaaahahahahahahaha *cries*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:P  labo&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7610086644502721442?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7610086644502721442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7610086644502721442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7610086644502721442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7610086644502721442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/neinnth.html' title='NEIN^nth !'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8610335077645863068</id><published>2007-08-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:52:28.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;I got this from Noie&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You entered: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jeddylynne Sunga Datu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;There are 19 letters in your name.&lt;br&gt;Those 19 letters total to 73&lt;br&gt;There are  6 vowels and 13 consonants in your name.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your number is:&lt;/b&gt; 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The characteristics of #1 are: &lt;/b&gt;Initiating action, pioneering, leading, independent, attaining, individual.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The expression or destiny for #1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;A number 1 Expression denotes the skilled executive with keen administrative capabilities. You must develop the capacity to be a fine leader, sales executive, or promoter. You have the tools to become an original person with a creative approach to problem solving, and a penchant for initiating action. Someone may have to follow behind you to handle the details, but you know how to get things going and make things happen. You have a good mind and the ability to use it for your advancement. Because of these factors, you have much potential for achievement and financial rewards. Frequently, this expression belongs to one running a business or striving to achieve a level of accomplishment on ones talents and efforts. You have little need for much supervision, preferring to act on your own with little restraint. You are both ambitious and determined. Self-confident and self-reliant must be yours, as you develop a strong unyielding will and the courage of your convictions.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Although you fear loneliness, you want to be left alone. You fear routine and being in a rut. You often jump the gun because you are afraid of being left behind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;The negative attributes of the 1 Expression are egotism and a self-centered approach to life. This is an aggressive number and if it is over-emphasized it is very hard to live with. You do not have to be overly aggressive to fulfill your destiny. The 1 has a natural instinct to dominate and to be the boss; adhering to the concept of being number One. Again, you do not have to dominate and destroy in order to lead and manage.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Soul Urge number is:&lt;/b&gt; 9&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Soul Urge number of 9 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;With a 9 Soul Urge, you want to give to others, usually in a humanitarian or philanthropic manner. You are highly motivated to give friendship, affection and love. And you are generous in giving of your knowledge and experience. You have very sharing urges, and you are likely to have a great deal to share. Your concern for others makes you a very sympathetic and generous person with a sensitive and compassionate nature. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;You are able to view life in very broad and intuitive terms. You often express high ideals and an inspirational approach to life. If you are able to fully realize the potential of your motivation, you will be a very self-sacrificing person who is able to give freely without being concerned about any return or reward.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;As with all human beings, you are prone to sometimes express the negative attitudes inherent to your Soul Urges. You may become too sensitive and tend to express emotions strongly at times. There can be significant conflict between higher aims and personal ambitions. You may resent the idea of giving all of the time and, in fact, if there is too much 9 energy in your nature you may reject the idea. You may often be disappointed in the lack of perfection in yourself and others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Dream number is:&lt;/b&gt; 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Inner Dream number of 1 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You dream of being a leader and one who is in charge. You want to be known for your courage, daring, and original ideas. You seek unconquered heights. People may get a first impression that you are very aggressive and sure of yourself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8610335077645863068?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8610335077645863068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8610335077645863068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8610335077645863068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8610335077645863068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/really-now.html' title='Really now?'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7259797337251848501</id><published>2007-08-19T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:34:55.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oblivious</title><content type='html'>I see you.&lt;br&gt;I hear you.&lt;br&gt;I talked to you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are doing the opposite.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...and it hurts.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7259797337251848501?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7259797337251848501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7259797337251848501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7259797337251848501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7259797337251848501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/oblivious.html' title='Oblivious'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8162851615890846218</id><published>2007-08-19T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:18:03.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser</title><content type='html'>loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;loser&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8162851615890846218?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8162851615890846218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8162851615890846218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8162851615890846218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8162851615890846218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/loser.html' title='Loser'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8074370111424501387</id><published>2007-08-18T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:23:46.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Egay Story</title><content type='html'>   &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; inspired from my mother's&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually... err never mind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How would you like to be stranded in the middle of a violent storm surrounded by water inhabited by swimming plastics and soda cans?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The story begins on a cold, dark night. Set pours out all his rage upon humanity and you are on your way home. The sky keeps crying as Thor merrily plays with his hammer and Zeus practices his javelin throws for next year's olympic games.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt; You, a humble mortal, are out there shivering, shaking your bones out as the wind howls a freezing spell. Wheeled beasts brave the storm only to be stranded for their creators forgot to bless them the ability to swim. Only the big guys can go on. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You see your fellow humans walk their way, enduring the storm. You called out to someone to save you. He answers back and comes to your rescue, all alone and without his/her metal beast to assist. He brought with him, an umbrella to shield you from the freezing rain. But it was of no use, for the storm became found of the umbrella blew if of his/her hand. The two of you are walking together along with the others whose beasts are of no use. The cleaning crew forgot to drain the sewer and with that, rain turned into a body of water. You and your hero carried on, but your shoes gave up in the middle of the struggle. It began to hurt  your feet. He offered you his pair for his slippers could still continue. Later on however, it grew weak and tired, wishing to be carried away by the strength of the current.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On one of his and your hands carries a pair of beaten footwear, the other holds on to him and you. Your journey continued and so did the storm only to find out that you forgot time because Aurora has risen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Malabo siya sa totoo lang.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forgive me, story telling is not one of my strengths. The village people hated me because of this. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8074370111424501387?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8074370111424501387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8074370111424501387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8074370111424501387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8074370111424501387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/egay-story.html' title='An Egay Story'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8024555136934469277</id><published>2007-08-17T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:19:19.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natuluyan Na Nga.</title><content type='html'>Ayan, andito ako sa bahay at nagdadagdag ng timbang sa kakakain at magrereklamo pag di nagkasya ng pantalon pagkatapos. Umaasa ako na may pasok ngayon kasi lalo lang akong tatamarin kapag wala. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sa mga classmates ko na tapos nang magsulat ng project sa Orgchem, waaaaah inggit ako. Ang dami kong paperworks!! Kung pwede lang bawiin yung desisyon na mag-take-home exam sa PSYCME, gagawin ko mabawasan lang ang paperworks.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/clock.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Don't worry, hindi naman ako nagpaka-bum, nag-aral naman ako sa abpsych palibhasa kasi hindi ako nakalusot sa exam. Ok lang, kelangan ko 'yon para tumaas yung grades ko, isa pa mas gusto ko pagnasa school ako kasi hindi ako tatamaan ng katamaran.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The schedule of the finals week has been adjusted. Dang! Parang mas gusto ko nang mag-finals agad para matapos na pero on the other hand ok lang na iextend yung academic calendar kasi sayang naman yung binayad ng nanay ko saka para rin macover ang mga lesson na kaya pang icover.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Masarap matuto.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8024555136934469277?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8024555136934469277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8024555136934469277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8024555136934469277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8024555136934469277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/natuluyan-na-nga.html' title='Natuluyan Na Nga.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7668709395885702701</id><published>2007-08-16T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:11:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eintrag nr. - ? O.o</title><content type='html'> Wenn ich muss sage, the typhoons came rather late. The frequent suspension of classes is rather annoying than something to be cheerful about. My plans of ever getting out of Vaterland is at risk of getting cancelled - again. Should the finals be moved, they'd better be within the five-day week of the finals. Furthermore, I fear that I might not be able to meet my target grade of 3.0 our higher for my majors. Lax professors, and class suspensions are one of the ingredients for making a perfect bum of a student. Once consumed, the effect of this recipe are as follows:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;frequent procrastinating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cramming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lowered resistance to temptation from playing PC games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;increase (or decrease) in appetite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more prominent eye-bags due to lack of sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stomach upset caused by stress and &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;higher electric bills &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The said product is most effective to pupils who have weak preference for any school-related activities. Higher dosage is recommended for the conscientious types varying on the level of conscientiousness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--bleh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kung may pasok bukas, may exam ako sa Physics. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7668709395885702701?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7668709395885702701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7668709395885702701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7668709395885702701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7668709395885702701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/eintrag-nr-oo.html' title='Eintrag nr. - ? O.o'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-75765785558274540</id><published>2007-08-14T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:46:11.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oist You!</title><content type='html'>Haha, half day today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lot's of unfinished dues to accomplish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lot's of exams to study for.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Umuwi na ako agad kasi wala ako sa mood maging guinea pig kahit na may + points pa siya sa PSYCME2. Kailangan eh. Puro na lang ako exams tapos next week finals na. Oh yes, the torture, it's taking a lot of precious neurons from me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I decided to take a look at some of my old friends' blogs  and deviant art sites and there aren't much update for the reason that everyone of them (me inclusive) is busy. Ich verstehe.&lt;br&gt;For those who managed to make an update, all I can say is this: "Look how much you (we) have grown." Some changed and some are still the same... di ko alam kung ganoon parin tayo kaclose pag nagreunion tayo. I don't know if all of us would be on the same page if we converse kasi marami na tayong natutunan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss you guys..&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-75765785558274540?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/75765785558274540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=75765785558274540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/75765785558274540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/75765785558274540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/oist-you.html' title='Oist You!'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-1811890235623773207</id><published>2007-08-13T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:30:27.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakasyon'/><title type='text'>Never meant.</title><content type='html'>Mic, I can still remember your interpretation of my handwriting and somehow whenever I couldn't be what I want to be or I didn't reach my goal, I'm reminded of your interpretation. No offense but it got stuck on my memory bank.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal na kaming gustong ipasyal ni Liebstemutter sa labas ng Pilipinas ngunit ni isa man sa mga balak na 'yon ay natuloy. Palagi na lang. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I was never meant to be first nor leave Mother Country.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/unlove.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-1811890235623773207?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1811890235623773207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=1811890235623773207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1811890235623773207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1811890235623773207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/never-meant.html' title='Never meant.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2309524319939162924</id><published>2007-08-12T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:31:03.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich habe ein Problem</title><content type='html'>I really want to travel but I have a lot of dues and most of them are half done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sollte ich tun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help help help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline of decision is tomorrow morning. GAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2309524319939162924?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2309524319939162924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2309524319939162924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2309524319939162924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2309524319939162924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/ich-habe-problem.html' title='Ich habe ein Problem'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6800589961228075843</id><published>2007-07-30T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T13:55:50.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randominities</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I - at school - in Yuchengco - 6th floor - computer lab.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I - am amused in posting in the discussions forum - ivle. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I - am feeling competitive - some reason - wants to post more - kein Idee. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Gee Lex, thanks to your influence on learning Deutsch, I feel like I'm developing this love for all things German &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt; (Oh, the Germans would be pleased LOL - or at least I think they will be). Wo bist du mein - uh... err... Ok, knowing that I'm not in the comforts of my parent's house and in the comforts of typing this post with the family's laptop, I could not continue my German sentence because I don't have my dictionary with me LOL..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Other stuff. I feel like a loafer. I have to admit, doing a research on amines is too much work - using Patrick's words, it means I'm too lazy to do it. Therefore, I asked Hannah to send me their work instead. I have no intention of copying the whole thing as plagiarism is punishable by the law, but then... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/lightbulb.png"&gt;.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"So long, farewell, auf Wiedesehen, good night..." - LSS courtesy of Patrick. I knew that you have all the intention of embarrasing me in front of Abby. You're such a meanie, you know action speaks louder than words :P. You're not saying anything alright but I know what you're up to. LOL Fine, so I made a mistake with the lyrics :P. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Algebra exams - tomorrow. Better start practicing those matrices. Ach, es ist zu viel arbeit, but I have no choice... otherwise....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Patrick, you forgot to teach me how to do that three-knot thingy on a tie!!   &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Keisha, your "aggression" towards Anjo is err rising. You have this urge to &lt;S&gt;attack &lt;/S&gt;comment on his post in the discussion forums.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Bubb, I promise I'll upload your debut pics as soon as possible. Oh and do remind me to test that CD of yours in my laptop. My working memory is not that long, you know. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Hannah, the file that I need is not in your flask drive and please do remember to return my black nail polish to me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Could you guys tell me about what is so interesting about our mother country and about us? &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"How can I not love you? What do I tell my heart?" - a line from the theme song of the movie "Anna and the King" - LSS&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Pray for me guys, I need them. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6800589961228075843?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6800589961228075843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6800589961228075843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6800589961228075843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6800589961228075843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/randominities.html' title='Randominities'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-4529667567725638945</id><published>2007-07-27T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:30:29.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored and Procrastinating teil 2</title><content type='html'> My relatives are coming for a visit tomorrow and I won't be able to study. Neeeiiin!&lt;br&gt;My sanctuary will be disturbed. Neeeiiin!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Teil 2: Quizzes still&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Destined to Rule the World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoudestinedforworlddominationquiz/destined-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You have the makings of a very evil dictator...Which is both kind of cool and kind of  scary!Will you rule the world? Maybe. Maybe not.But at least you know that you could.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudestinedforworlddominationquiz/"&gt;Are You Destined For World Domination?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wahahahahahahahahahaha! Phenomenal comic powers!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 16% Paranoid Schizophrenic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaparanoidschizophrenicquiz/paranoid-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You're so far from paranoid schizophrenic...you probably found this quiz to be quite amusing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaparanoidschizophrenicquiz/"&gt;Are You A Paranoid Schizophrenic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha! Impersonating Sybil's mom is amusing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 39% Borderline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveaborderlinepersonalityquiz/borderline.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You're a little moody, but you probably don't have a borderline personality.Everyone has their ups and downs. Just don't make too much of them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveaborderlinepersonalityquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Borderline Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From Jupiter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/jupiter.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You are exuberantly curious - and you love to explore newness.Enthusiastic and optimistic, you get a kick out of stimulating intellectual discussions.Foreign cultures and languages fascinate you. You love the outdoors, animals, and freedom.Chances are you tend to exaggerate, so try to keep a lid on that.If you do, you'll continue to be known for your confidence, generosity, and sense of justice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ich liebe Jupiter. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#999999"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Pet is a Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealpetquiz/cat.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You're both aloof, introverted, and moody.And your friends secretly wish that you were declawed!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealpetquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Pet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ich liebe Katzen. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-4529667567725638945?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/4529667567725638945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=4529667567725638945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/4529667567725638945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/4529667567725638945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/bored-and-procrastinating-teil-2.html' title='Bored and Procrastinating teil 2'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3845882544940398753</id><published>2007-07-27T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T20:50:15.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored and Procrastinating</title><content type='html'> &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Be a Cool Parent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/"&gt;Would You Be a Cool Parent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who Should Paint You: Roy Lichtenstein&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/roy-lichtenstein.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Larger than life, your personality overshadows everyone in the roomA painter would tend to portray you with a bit of added flair!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/"&gt;What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Ego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/ego.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You take a balanced approach to your life.You definitely aren't afraid to act out on your desires - even crazy ones.But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does.You've been able to live a life of pleasure... without living a life of excess.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/"&gt;Are You Id, Ego, or Superego?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Mermaid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/mermaid.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You are a total daydreamer, and people tend to think you're flakier than you actually are.&lt;br&gt;While your head is often in the clouds, you'll always come back to earth to help someone in need.&lt;br&gt;Beyond being a caring person, you are also very intelligent and rational.&lt;br&gt;You understand the connections of the universe better than almost anyone else.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aha! I thought so. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mind is 65% Cluttered&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howclutteredisyourmindquiz/clutter-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Your mind is quite cluttered. And like most clutter, it's a bunch of crap you don't need.Try writing down your worst problems and fears. And then put them out of your mind for a while.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howclutteredisyourmindquiz/"&gt;How Cluttered is Your Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3845882544940398753?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3845882544940398753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3845882544940398753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3845882544940398753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3845882544940398753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/bored-and-procrastinating.html' title='Bored and Procrastinating'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3271112450273714577</id><published>2007-07-19T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:00:22.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed - again</title><content type='html'> Wait a minute. Since when was I not stressed? Oh never mind. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It pains me to know that I'll be dealing with the terror Prof. Javier again next term. I am not yet ready to face him and endure his "tortures" which includes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A handful of handouts as thick as an encyclopedia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big round eyes that stares right at you giving you the hibbie gibbies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarcasm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His very presence which elicit stress on anyone who accidentally belonged to any of his classes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Harsh much but really, my impression on him has not yet change. I still can't see him as someone who wants to pass on knowledge to the younger generation and help them acquire this knowledge... His name reminds me of torture - my summer torture. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Summer - ruined, confidence - lowered, pride - hurt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh another thing. I therefore conclude that I've been taking exams for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;j&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There is not a week where I have not taken an exam or two and stress is showing on my face - literally. I have to endure everything to pass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just have to endure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3271112450273714577?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3271112450273714577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3271112450273714577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3271112450273714577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3271112450273714577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/stressed-again_19.html' title='Stressed - again'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3345814403511394437</id><published>2007-07-19T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:00:17.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed - again</title><content type='html'> Wait a minute. Since when was I not stressed? Oh never mind. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It pains me to know that I'll be dealing with the terror Prof. Javier again next term. I am not yet ready to face him and endure his "tortures" which includes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A handful of handouts as thick as an encyclopedia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big round eyes that stares right at you giving you the hibbie gibbies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarcasm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His very presence which elicit stress on anyone who accidentally belonged to any of his classes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Harsh much but really, my impression on him has not yet change. I still can't see him as someone who wants to pass on knowledge to the younger generation and help them acquire this knowledge... His name reminds me of torture - my summer torture. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Summer - ruined, confidence - lowered, pride - hurt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh another thing. I therefore conclude that I've been taking exams for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;j&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There is not a week where I have not taken an exam or two and stress is showing on my face - literally. I have to endure everything to pass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just have to endure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3345814403511394437?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3345814403511394437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3345814403511394437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3345814403511394437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3345814403511394437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/stressed-again.html' title='Stressed - again'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7223517496478600250</id><published>2007-07-14T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:52:49.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is not what you are like, it is what you are not.</title><content type='html'>- the quotable quote of the day. - my sister.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've watch HP5 this afternoon. I didn't feel anything spectacular except for the feeling of "I need to go potty" while in the middle of the film. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I regret not borrowing Red's Hp5 book when I had the chance. Now I don't know what real story is all about. As of the moment I wish I had all the money to buy the whole set of Harry Potter books and Harry Potter movies. I had Hp4 and I missed the third. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Luna Lovegood is pretty, and Umbrigde is soo pink and OC.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If wasn't for Equus(?) Radcliffe would still wear his hair long - he looks better that way, or so my mom, my sister, and I think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funny, the reason why I was able to watch the movie is because my sister's professor required her and her classmates to do so. Well.. ja I wouldn't if she wasn't but we would have our way otherwise. We would probably have watched the movie during its last weeks because today is not a very good idea to see a movie. It made me spent the rest of the day playing PC games the fact that I have my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LEARPSY&lt;/span&gt; midterms this coming Monday. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or maybe it is since somehow I need to lighten up a bit - 3 weeks of nothing but exams ahead of me, I wish that I would get a very very very good grade in our last Orgchem exam. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7223517496478600250?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7223517496478600250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7223517496478600250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7223517496478600250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7223517496478600250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-not-what-you-are-like-it-is-what.html' title='It is not what you are like, it is what you are not.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8885312312007991121</id><published>2007-07-05T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:31:45.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Happy</title><content type='html'>I feel happy because:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is raining and I'm at home already. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pinansin na ako ni... kahit one second lang. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I received a reply from DW-TV &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakalikot ko na ulit yung librong binili ko (my reward for passing that awful Filipsy).&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8885312312007991121?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8885312312007991121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8885312312007991121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8885312312007991121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8885312312007991121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-happy.html' title='I Feel Happy'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-5821617785542839476</id><published>2007-07-01T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:46:14.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaloka</title><content type='html'>Ever since that horrible incident that happened to me a few days ago, I suddenly have the urge transfer all my pictures from my phone (remember I used to have two until some a****** took it) to the laptop and burn them in a cd. All what's left at home was a cd-rewrite. I tried to burn my pictures on it but when I'm about to check-out its contents, the laptop hangs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crud man, I would have to buy a new CD but then I'm planning to earn to buy a new phone because the one I have here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagsisimula nang magtopak. Nag SOS calls na siya dati naman hindi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This longing to buy a new phone will pass hopefully, but until then kelangan kong magtiyaga. I want to earn - something that I haven't done since the start of the term. Before I could earn as much as Php 200-400 a week now, everything goes to food, xerox copies, little things...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can wait (I guess). I just have to make sure that I will get good grades and graduate on time and hopefully I could get a good job as well (after graduation).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I had my pictorial last Friday, and I regret that I didn't have my creative shot. I was short on money. It's a shame I wasn't able to do the poses that I was practicing the night before and I had Lex to do the poses for me instead. Vielen dank Lex &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;. Out of frustration, I looked for triple A batteries by the time I got home because I planned to do the poses at home. I did found a pack of triple A's but I had to ask my mothers permission. I did but I received no reply. In the end, I lay on my bed frustrated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wasn't that pleased during the pictorial. First of all I hated the color of lipstick that the make-up artist applied on me. Second, I don't think my pictures for the yearbook was good. My eyes had difficulty focusing on the camera and my cheeks were shaking. Ach nevermind. I'll just choose the best picture.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-5821617785542839476?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5821617785542839476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=5821617785542839476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5821617785542839476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5821617785542839476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/kaloka.html' title='Kaloka'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3925391366839163495</id><published>2007-06-28T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T17:28:45.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Big F*ckng Sh*t</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAAAAAAADDDDD TRRRRRIIIIIIIPPPPP! &lt;/span&gt;Of all days, bakit ngayon pa kung kelan stressed ako? Leche ang tanga-tanga ko!!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It happened this afternoon on my way home... to cut the long story short, my phone was stolen &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;!!!!! Nakakaasar, ang tanga-tanga ko... it's my fault fine! Lagi namang ganun eh pero... shit man shit. Napapraning ako. Bakit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I reported the incident immediately the moment I arrived home. My mom asked me about what that phone contains. Well I told her that it contained my pictures, mp3's their contact numbers, reminders of what I'm supposed to do today and that it only has about Php 20 worth of load. Bakit ako napapraning? Yung pictures ko!!! Shiiiit all my vanity is in there... decent naman yung mga pics dun puro mukha ko lang kaso kasi sabi ni mama, na dapat daw pinagbubura ko na yung mga pics doon ksi sa mga kasong ganyan daw, baka mamaya nasa internet na yung mukha ko, inadobe sa katawan ng isang bitch!! Leche talaga.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tinatawagan ko yung phone ko right after and yup nanakaw nga ksi, binababa nila yung tawag ko. Leche.... pero malas nila kasi naka-sim lock yun. On the other hand, uso na ngayon ang magpa-open sim. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; Waaaaaaaahhhh kahit saan ko tignan, I'm at the loosing end!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pano na yan, may exam bukas... I need my mp3 para di ako antokin waaaaaaaahhhh &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakakaasar sobra, grabe, leche leche leche leche!! I'm so stressed! Puro exams, I still have family issues, tapos paperworks, and then midterms, ngayon eto!!! Ayoko na man, nakakadepress &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3925391366839163495?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3925391366839163495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3925391366839163495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3925391366839163495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3925391366839163495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-big-fckng-sht.html' title='One Big F*ckng Sh*t'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3002389392302391747</id><published>2007-06-19T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:04:32.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><content type='html'>Could this day get anymore boring?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Man, I'm cramming... and procrastinating... and slacking... and typing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alles ist sinnlos. Or as I think it is as of the moment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to do something that has nothing to do with my current academic life.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3002389392302391747?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3002389392302391747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3002389392302391747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3002389392302391747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3002389392302391747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7572455420757420159</id><published>2007-06-19T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:34:54.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Es ist so schwer.</title><content type='html'>Bat ba ang hirap magsulat ng write-up? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The deadline for the Green&amp;White forms in on the 23rd. I set my deadline on the 20th - morgen. Now, I'm cramming for my own write-up and making one is hard. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bakit ba ang hirap ilarawan ang sarili?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wollen Sie mich helfen?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Patulong naman dyan tsong, kailangan ko na eh. Malapit na ang deadline.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7572455420757420159?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7572455420757420159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7572455420757420159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7572455420757420159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7572455420757420159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/es-ist-so-schwer.html' title='Es ist so schwer.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7696776018801834721</id><published>2007-06-16T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:59:40.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Know Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;READ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;READ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;READ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;READ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;READ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, so you won't know everything by reading, or watching tv,etc. but look at it this way, you'll know a whole lot of things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This should be done with caution and should come with a warning however.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Great power comes with great responsibility."&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7696776018801834721?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7696776018801834721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7696776018801834721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7696776018801834721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7696776018801834721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-to-know-everything.html' title='How To Know Everything.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7947961434676753641</id><published>2007-06-15T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:12:49.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>For as long as you're there for me, I'll be fine.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7947961434676753641?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7947961434676753641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7947961434676753641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7947961434676753641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7947961434676753641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6081219009609515578</id><published>2007-06-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:41:51.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mag-Tagalog Ka Na</title><content type='html'>Oo, sure sige hintayin mo. Sa August, diretsong Tagalog, bawal ang Taglish nyahahahahaha  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6081219009609515578?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6081219009609515578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6081219009609515578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6081219009609515578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6081219009609515578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/mag-tagalog-ka-na.html' title='Mag-Tagalog Ka Na'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-1988356068786259187</id><published>2007-06-11T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:17:42.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need of Personal Space</title><content type='html'>For a sudden there, I had this urge to get me my very own house. Mein Haus! I really do... for some reason I feel like I need more space - personal space because I don't feel that comfortable living in my parents' house like I used to, to add to that I've been sharing rooms with my sister since the dawn of time. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, I know that in our culture it is normal to have your siblings share rooms or live your parents till you're married but right now, I want to have my own sanctuary for me to think, reflect, and do things without bothering anyone or something.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have to wait ich weiss. I have to wait until I have a decent job that would allow me to live off own my own.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't help but feel excited and scared at the same time.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-1988356068786259187?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1988356068786259187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=1988356068786259187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1988356068786259187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1988356068786259187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-need-of-personal-space.html' title='In Need of Personal Space'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2017298817700316597</id><published>2007-06-07T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:59:49.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write me a Write-up</title><content type='html'>Mein Gott! Ilang terms na lang, aalis na ko sa La Salle (hopefully on time). Horray!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alright, here's the thing. I find it hard to do my write-up. Why? It is for the reason that I find it hard to describe myself for I have the tendency to be to hard on myself. Fine, so I need to be assured verbally but really, it's difficult.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To all my dear friends, hilf mir bitte! The deadline is next week - June 20. I dunno what day that is *checks the calendar* Oh and erm, when do you want to have our pictorials *ahem* taken? Well, we have decided to have our pictorials on the same day, nicht wahr?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah where was I...right. Friends, (Romans, countrymen) help me write a write-up in 80 words. I promise I'll help you out too.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2017298817700316597?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2017298817700316597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2017298817700316597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2017298817700316597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2017298817700316597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/write-me-write-up.html' title='Write me a Write-up'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7807467220416639068</id><published>2007-06-05T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T14:05:27.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Shruggs*</title><content type='html'>I've never been so bothered...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang hirap, as in...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know it's not easy but you have to if you want to have peace in yourself and peace between the two of us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't want to go into hidding from and avoiding you forever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have no hard feelings for you but I couldn't find inner peace...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7807467220416639068?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7807467220416639068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7807467220416639068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7807467220416639068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7807467220416639068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/shruggs.html' title='*Shruggs*'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3906371956105621404</id><published>2007-06-03T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:20:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it I say!</title><content type='html'>Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're hurt enough.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3906371956105621404?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3906371956105621404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3906371956105621404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3906371956105621404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3906371956105621404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/stop-it-i-say.html' title='Stop it I say!'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8208016069532393299</id><published>2007-06-03T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:21:23.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If That's The Way You Want It Then...</title><content type='html'>...it's not my problem, it's yours. You'll have the difficultly of bearing whatever negative feeling you have there. I know you're wiser, and I think it would be right if I say that I expect that you know more than I do about what a person could do when he/she is angry. I know, I know it and that's why it is not that hard for me to forgive - forgetting is a different story but still... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikaw pa rin ang mahihirapan&lt;/span&gt; because you insist on keeping that negative energy in you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should know where you have gone wrong. I did - I did know my fault, do you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I think I know where you have gone wrong but I won't tell you. You should be able to figure it out yourself.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8208016069532393299?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8208016069532393299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8208016069532393299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8208016069532393299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8208016069532393299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-that-way-you-want-it-then.html' title='If That&amp;#39;s The Way You Want It Then...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7313921341937159415</id><published>2007-05-30T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:23:40.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katangahan LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Gumawa pa kasi ako ng isa pang blog, under siya sa isa kong account so bale sa account ko na yun, dalawa na yung blog ko. Tapos kagabi nagpost ako dun sa bagong blog. Kanina pagkacheck ko rito - shheett! Bakit andun yung pinost ko sa bagong blog?? Walang sino man ang dapat maka-basa nun. Minadali ko yung server ng school tapos pagkakita ko dun sa entries, may nakabasa na pero buti na lang konti lang sila kundi... Naku patay ako neto, my innermost hidden (LOL) feelings will be revealed to all who know me. Yikes! Magsusuot na ko ng brown paper bag sa ulo para di na ko makilala ng world sa sobrang kahihiyan.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Hahahhaa&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7313921341937159415?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7313921341937159415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7313921341937159415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7313921341937159415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7313921341937159415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/katangahan-lol.html' title='Katangahan LOL'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-1001897750240914543</id><published>2007-05-29T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T18:53:35.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%</title><content type='html'>Shit man, shit! Everyone is busy doing all things important while I'm sitting here doing some useless browsing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel so so so... low like wala akong ibubuga sa mundo. Lintik na... Para bang hindi ako seryoso sa lahat ng bagay na ginagawa ko na para bang... Oh man I feel shit man, one big shit! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sinasabi ko sa sarili ko palagi na gagawin ko to gagawin ko yan dahil gusto ko pero wala!! Wala lang, nagsayang lang ako ng oras. Ano nang mangyayari sa'kin niyan? In short, the future is bleak for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One big shit talaga. Grrr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-1001897750240914543?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1001897750240914543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=1001897750240914543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1001897750240914543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1001897750240914543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='!@#$%'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6613274366040034325</id><published>2007-05-27T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:07:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marasap Mang-iingit</title><content type='html'>Just after dinner, my youngest sister was ranting about her wanting to have a bunny for a pet. My other younger sister immediately told her about the bunnies she and I used to have when we were little. The youngest sister then did her usual "tantrum" and then to make things "worse" I even told her about the dogs my other sister and I used to have as children. My youngest sister is obviously jealous and I made it worse. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To comfort her, mother dearest told her that those adorable little bunnies we had where our "toys" because we don't have a PC back then. Naturally, PC's weren't a trend during those days. To counter that, I told little sister dearest that, mommy and daddy gave us "live toys" to play with and she wasn't. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha, in a way it feels so good to make her jealous &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;. The innocent little children playing with their pets is uncommon these days. Children would prefer to stay at home and play with video games instead of going outside and mingle with children. Physical play is a great way to develop strong muscles and good social skills. For one thing, this is one of the backtracks of computer advancement... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, as I was saying, masarap talagang mang-iingit though I also admit that I'm jealous of her too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi bata pa lang, marunong na siyang mag-internet at mangalikot ng cellphone.&lt;/span&gt; Life is easier for her now with all the advancements of technology, but even if she has a better life, I wouldn't trade mine for anything. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iba pa rin ang karanasan nang nakikipaglaro sa ibang bata at magkaroon ng sariling alaga. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehehehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6613274366040034325?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6613274366040034325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6613274366040034325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6613274366040034325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6613274366040034325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/marasap-mang-iingit.html' title='Marasap Mang-iingit'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3405851550940358442</id><published>2007-05-25T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:16:21.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week</title><content type='html'>OMG, I think I'm not gonna make it this time. Shucks, I have a lot of things to do which is why I wouldn't be able to visit my dear friend Angeli on Sunday &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;. Also, I don't know how I will juggle leisure with school work. Tsk tsk tsk, all those numbers, individual assesments, formulas, and papers are going to drive all the sanity that was left in me. This term's courses are mostly boring but I have to take them up this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is somehow good - and bad at the same time. Having long breaks is good for open laboratory activities, unfinished homeworks, and cramming for exams but it is also bad because of the boredom that goes along with it if you have nothing more to do. I know that I will always have something to do during those spare time (and that is to practice solving and read a lot of readings) however, doing those things on a daily basis will make me go nuts. I can't solve and read a hand full of articles for my life &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;! It's crazy, crazy I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this late morning, the girls and I went to a karaoke bar(?) and we sang happy and "out of our voice's reach" songs while wating for the time to pass. We also did some dance numbers with two of those songs. It was fun only, how we wished we caught ourselves on video. Happy moments such as that should be caught on video. We were laughing, dancing and singing to our hearts content and at the same time finding ways to use up all those tokens... thankfully it didn't rain on our way back to the campus and hopefully, nobody cared about what we were doing at that place. What we did was fun - and embarassing &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;. Should that moment be captured, I don't think I'll have the guts to share it to the world. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt; Buti na lang din wala doon sila Red or else... hay naku basta masaya siya I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;To Lex: Es tut mir so leid kasi parang kasalan ko rin kung bakit hindi tayo magkaintindihan pag nagde-deutsch tayo. Feeling ko mali-mali yung mga reply ko eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;. Hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3405851550940358442?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3405851550940358442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3405851550940358442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3405851550940358442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3405851550940358442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-week.html' title='First Week'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8253514658676999860</id><published>2007-05-21T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:45:22.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kumusta?</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen them for quite a long while, now I looked backed into the past and wondered... Sometimes, I can't help but compare the two circles in which I am in and it would seem that I feel happier with the other than with the former. Yahoo! Messenger enables me to stay in touch with the former but I hardly chat with  them unless they would give me a buzz. Also, I feel like I'm getting detached from them. Is it because I found something new and that my interests do not meet with theirs? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get's ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I was granted salvation, I noticed some changes in me. Of course it is normal to change especially when you are introduced to a new environment. However, this changes made me somehow feel distant from them - from you who became my refuge in times of trouble and my company in times of joy. I looked back at how we used to be and looked at how we are now. We've changed quite a lot. I reminisced the times we were together, enjoying each other's company, how you guys made me feel safe... with that, I want to thank you, yet things are different now for we have found new circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I wished that I could travel back to the days when we shared our thoughts, our feelings, our talents but, it is time for me to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(LOL. Ich weiss ang drama ko. Es tut mier lied aber I really have to put this into writing - in this case, typing :D. So sa mga makakabasa, don't be afraid to air out your comments o kung feel niyong iedit, oh sure why not? One more thing, parang walang koneksyon yung title sa entry... Hahaha, I should practice writing more.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8253514658676999860?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8253514658676999860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8253514658676999860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8253514658676999860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8253514658676999860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-are-you.html' title='Kumusta?'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-9179527198936479675</id><published>2007-05-19T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:20:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayers</title><content type='html'>Halleluia!! I passed! I passed Filipsy!! Horray!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually, I'm supposed to fail because I lacked 20%... Intially, when the professor told me about my grade, my world suddenly crashed. The thought of repeating that awful course is just bad - so bad that I would extend my stay at the university. But then what happened was, he gave me back my transcripts and had me recheck it so as to see if he missed some questions. Luckily, he did but the score I got from my urban ptt was not enough to give me a passing grade. He gave me back the transcripts twice and it ended up that he didn't add the score I got from the rural ptt.&lt;br&gt;Scheisse, after all the tension...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just thankful, that I passed. With that, I realized many things - things that I should have realized before... there is no guarantee, however, that those realizations will be stored in my memory bank. I am glad that my mother is relieved and that my friends are happy for me. Thank you guys for your support.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now that my prayers were answered, I have to do my part of bargain. I've already claimed my reward and now I have to sacrifice... for a month.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-9179527198936479675?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/9179527198936479675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=9179527198936479675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/9179527198936479675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/9179527198936479675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/answered-prayers.html' title='Answered Prayers'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2753324870395923030</id><published>2007-05-18T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:43:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's All Breathe in Some Fresh *cough cough* Air *cough*</title><content type='html'>Guten morgen leute, how was your *cough cough* ... nevermind. I was right in the middle of good ol' slumber when smoke came barging into our house. Don't worry the house is safe, intact, and definetly not burning except for the the vacant lot just beside it. Hell!! How rude could they get? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nagsisiga sila sa likod ng bahay namin umagang-umaga. Mga walang pakundangan!&lt;/span&gt; I should still be asleep at this hour but thanks to them, I have to close all our windows to keep the smoke from coming in any further, and I smell like smoke early in the morning. Piiiiyyyyyyuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eww eww eww eww eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa dinami-daming bakanteng lote, bakit doon pa sa likod ng bahay namin?? *cough cough* Ang pangit tuloy ng umaga ko. Grrr. Sana sa hapon na lang kayo nagsiga, o kaya sa tabi niyo para kayo lang yung maabala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2753324870395923030?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2753324870395923030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2753324870395923030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2753324870395923030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2753324870395923030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-all-breathe-in-some-fresh-cough.html' title='Let&apos;s All Breathe in Some Fresh *cough cough* Air *cough*'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-1847601567448950265</id><published>2007-05-17T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:27:01.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Graduate on Time No Matter How Long it Takes.</title><content type='html'>...tell me you're name. Ano to kanta?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seryoso, kelangan ko nang kausap sa kadahilanang ako ay malungkot na malungkot. Gusto kong maging masaya. Tunawin ko man ang picture ng crush ko wala ring mangyayari...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gusto kong maging masaya kaya inuutos ko bilang renya ninyo, na paligayahin niyo ako!! Yuck feeling. But seriosly kelangan ko nang kausap para naman hindi ako mabaliw di ba? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even psychologists need a psychologist&lt;/span&gt; kasi tao rin silang tulad natin. Sa ngayon, estudyante pa lang ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ma, magshift na ko sa fine arts. Di ko hilig ang magdoktor. LOL in the first place wala akong balak magdoktor at wala rin akong balak magshift sa fine arts. Malapit na akong magtapos, ilang terms na lang. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cute ng title noh? Nakuha ko yan sa Spoofs. Gustong-gusto kong bilhin yung shirt na yan.&lt;br&gt;Share ko lang, pero hindi yan yung reward na hinanda ko para sa sarili ko in case na magkaron ng milagro sa Filipsy. Gustong-gusto ko nang makuha yung reward ko na yun. Matagal kong hinintay ang pagkakataong makuha ko yun as in!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ano ba? Paligayahin niyo naman ako. Kelangan ko nang energy booster. Kelangan ko ng lakas! At iyon ay huhugupin ko senyo whahahahahahaha... joke lang. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alam ko corny. Di naman ako ganoong mabenta.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-1847601567448950265?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1847601567448950265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=1847601567448950265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1847601567448950265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1847601567448950265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-graduate-on-time-no-matter-how_17.html' title='I Will Graduate on Time No Matter How Long it Takes.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6471063308313109413</id><published>2007-05-17T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:46:04.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Turning Point.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Damn! All the information that I encoded in this brain of mine got mixed up. Holy crap, I can only afford a maximum of 10 mistakes otherwise I'll be doomed to see Sir Javier next summer - not to mention that I'll be delayed because I won't be able to do my theses(?) because I wasn't able to pass that stupid course.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Sir, utang na loob, icheck niyo yung urban ptt ko.&lt;/EM&gt; I'm really hoping that I would get the grade that I wanted with my urban ptt and to be honest, I'm not sure I'd make it with this morning's exam. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I really really hope that I won't have to repeat the course again. &lt;EM&gt;Hindi biro ang gastusin at ayoko nang maging prof si Sir Javier ulit. Ayoko ng bookish teachers.&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6471063308313109413?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6471063308313109413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6471063308313109413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6471063308313109413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6471063308313109413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/turning-point.html' title='The Turning Point.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2382875797062616377</id><published>2007-05-15T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:27:55.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG Ich glaube, ich strebe.</title><content type='html'>Please oh please oh please, anything but that awful, dreadful... Scheisse, nakakainis talaga si sir grabe. He makes me feel like I won't make it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Curses.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His classes make it almost impossible for moi to bond mit meine freunde aber why wouldn't it? Nakakatakot siya eh. Ayokong mapansin niya ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos kaninang klase, ay sus parang nainsulto ako sa comment niya na "ang tatanda niyo na, di pa kayo marunong magtake-down ng notes." Nainis ako dahil alam ko sa sarili ko na marunong akong magnotes, kung sino man yung nahuli ni sir na nagdodrawing sa klase niya, ay naku nandamay pa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kainggit yung kabilang section, ang tataas ng mga scores nila. Well, sa bagay each section has its strengths and weaknesses.... kaiinggit kayo guys, congrats!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ako suplada? Oo inaamin ko minsan suplada ako pero depende sa sitwasyon at sa taong kinakalubilo ko. Sorry dun sa mga taong nasupladahan ko... ganun lang talaga ako since birth LOL, sana hindi siya nakaapekto sa grade ko sa filipsy, I'm sure hindi ko sinupladahan yung mga taong pinagtanung-tanungan ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel soooooooooooooo sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2382875797062616377?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2382875797062616377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2382875797062616377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2382875797062616377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2382875797062616377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg-ich-glaube-ich-strebe.html' title='OMG Ich glaube, ich strebe.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3418195295460997498</id><published>2007-05-13T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:30:04.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha no ni Omedetou.</title><content type='html'>I saw that yesterday when my mom, my younger sisters and I had a lil' girl's day out, at Tokio Tokio resturant. I'm currently taking a very long break from Nippongo so I'm not quite sure if the entry title meant "Happy Mother's Day." I think, it does mean "Happy Mother's Day" so:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Haha no ni Omedetou Okasama!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;... and to all mothers out there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3418195295460997498?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3418195295460997498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3418195295460997498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3418195295460997498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3418195295460997498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-no-ni-omedetou.html' title='Haha no ni Omedetou.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-515954135062894349</id><published>2007-05-13T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T16:08:37.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hässlich</title><content type='html'>I meant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt; - entry title.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For some reason, I feel sssssooooooo ugly. I feel ugly- very ugly. I feel like everything about me is ugly. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know why - I just feel ugly - and lazy, and being lazy is ugly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;U-G-L-Y I ain't got no allibi I'm ugly uh uh I'm ugly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn I feel ugly today - just ugly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mir ist hässlich&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*cries*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-515954135062894349?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/515954135062894349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=515954135062894349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/515954135062894349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/515954135062894349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/hsslich.html' title='Hässlich'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2170800525222983686</id><published>2007-05-11T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T18:16:24.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auch wenn es weh tut, schrei so laut du kannst</title><content type='html'>...and when it hurts you, scream it out loud - entry title.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;God, please spare me. Sana sipaging magcheck si Sir Javier. My goodness, after doing all the burden of getting out of my comfort zone, had my ear drums ache the whole night, and after spending a huge sum of money for some shitty subject... please oh please oh please, anything but a 0.0! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bitte bitte bitte bitte bitte...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*screams*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn you, sir. Ang gulo ng utak niyo! Ano ba talaga 11 o 15?? Man, wish ko lang pumasa ako di ba? Going out of one's shell is tough enough, talking to strangers is another thing. I've given you 100 + questions, so please be nice. Be very nice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2170800525222983686?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2170800525222983686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2170800525222983686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2170800525222983686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2170800525222983686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/auch-wenn-es-weh-tut-schrei-so-laut-du.html' title='Auch wenn es weh tut, schrei so laut du kannst'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-3726414067249969084</id><published>2007-05-09T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:23:13.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pahabol, Nakalimutan Ko Eh.</title><content type='html'>At six o'clock, I said goodbye to Hannah's folks and went home. Having our village stand right across SM, I decided to take a little stroll to National Bookstore - for I failed to go to the place the last time I've been there. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I did the usual stuff, browse and browse and browse books. To be specific, I browsed for foreign *ahem* dictionaries. My gawd, I wish I have all the money I need to buy all the books I want! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shocks, nakakatempt magcredit card! Gustong-gusto ko nang bumili ng mga nakita kong libro!!! Kung may pera lang ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yun lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-3726414067249969084?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3726414067249969084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=3726414067249969084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3726414067249969084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/3726414067249969084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/pahabol-nakalimutan-ko-eh.html' title='Pahabol, Nakalimutan Ko Eh.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6028792949239672704</id><published>2007-05-09T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:13:17.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transcriptions again.</title><content type='html'>Due to the "scarcity" of people in our village, I decided to visit Hannah's place and do PTT there. Yup, you heard me (in this case, you've read it) I went to Hannah's place this morning. I'm not sure if that is "legal" but the good thing is that, I was able to ask around five people. Horray! I would like to express my thanks to Hannah's mom for being such a good "bridge". Without her, Hannah and I wouldn't been able to do PTT and to quote Hannah's words: "Buti na lang Chikadora ka mommy."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, err I got five and now I have to deal with the burden of transcribing. Hopefully, I'd be able to finish all of them tonight, so as I would know if I need to do more PTT, and so I would also know if I would go visit Hannah again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As of the experience, well like what I've said, I couldn't have done it without Hannah's mom. One would really need a "bridge" to do PTT. About the place, hmmm it is not like what our place looks like but what I like about that place is the closeness of its people. To be honest, I was jealous of Hannah because she lives in a place where almost everybody knows everybody, unlike mine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malaki nga pero parang walang pakialam yung mga tao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wish me luck people, I need it - very badly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6028792949239672704?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6028792949239672704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6028792949239672704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6028792949239672704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6028792949239672704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/05/transcriptions-again.html' title='Transcriptions again.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2085035347784921080</id><published>2007-04-29T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T08:42:58.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Na Ako</title><content type='html'>Ok na ako as in, di na ako galit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm fine, I feel much better but still... but really I'm ok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy na ko hahaha, nakita ko na rin sa wakas yung mga pictures na centuries ago ko pa hinahanap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;memory lane... the good old days....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2085035347784921080?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2085035347784921080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2085035347784921080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2085035347784921080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2085035347784921080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-na-ako.html' title='Ok Na Ako'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-1292718758509440826</id><published>2007-04-24T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:23:43.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scawwwweeee</title><content type='html'>Waaaah, this is so not good!! First day of the effin summer class and I was late. Ok, I know it's a Monday and I am aware that Monday is equivalent to heavy-traffic-and-I'm-gonna-be-late day. To make it short, it's my fault because it takes me a while to get myself fixed before leaving the house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today, errr our professor is giving me the creeps. He's stares are so so so scary X(. A dear classmate of mine tried to calm me down, telling me that he's fine, sad to say I'm not quite convince.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am I going to leave this entry hanging again? Maybe, for the reason that I have nothing more to write and that I am very much obliged (and forced) to read read read read read those xerox copies I got yesterday. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Off topic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eureka!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna get myself a tape recorder for our field work. I so damn need it because of the transcriptions that are required of us (fwee grammar check). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sana nabasa ni mama ang text ko, sana rin pagbigyan niya ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As of now, I want this term to end so I can fully resume and hopefully concentrate on my selt-studies. I wish to prove to the world that I can finish it and that I didn't waste my vacation days sleeping and eating, that I learned something new, and that I acquired a new skill.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, I'm gonna leave this hanging (like what I've been doing with my recent entries).&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-1292718758509440826?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1292718758509440826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=1292718758509440826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1292718758509440826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/1292718758509440826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/scawwwweeee.html' title='Scawwwweeee'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7012759458104873149</id><published>2007-04-21T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T14:03:12.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayoko Pang Pumasok</title><content type='html'>Sa Monday, may pasok na naman at wala na naman akong pahinga. Sa ngayon, ok pa naman ang mga grades ko sa major courses ko, wish ko lang ganun din yung mangyari sa Filipsy. Sabi kasi nila terror daw yung prof. namin waaaaaah, tapos bading pa man daw. Yikes patay kaming mga girls haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for the schedule, I chose the earlier one. Ayoko kasing umalis ng bahay pag maiinit ganun din pag pauwi, saka di ko feel mag-lrt. Ayokong mag-Baclaran.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Speaking of may pasok na sa Monday, parang di ko na yata mare-reach yung goal ko na umabot sa CD 5 ng inaaral ko :( pano naman kasi, mahirap ang may kaagaw sa computer. Hmph di bale, dahil may pasok magkakapera ako at pag-iipunan ko na lang yung reading material na kailangan ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7012759458104873149?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7012759458104873149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7012759458104873149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7012759458104873149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7012759458104873149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/ayoko-pang-pumasok.html' title='Ayoko Pang Pumasok'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2923076500960743784</id><published>2007-04-17T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:41:58.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Wanted was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;... an ipod, kahit yung shuffle lang but it turns out that I've got something else.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I've finished the introductory course of the errr - the language. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Downloading mp3's was frustrating. If I had the money I would buy all the cd's I want and rip them all into my computer!!!! Grrrr.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;The radio says it's gonna be hot again - as in mainit 35 degress. OH SORROW.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Haha, I've just stolen time. I'm supposed to be asleep by now but I'm not for I wasn't able to use the computer for the whole day. My sisters are into gaming so they kept on downloading and playing games the whole day. As for me, I took some snooze because I wasn't able to sleep last night.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2923076500960743784?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2923076500960743784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2923076500960743784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2923076500960743784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2923076500960743784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-i-wanted-was.html' title='All I Wanted was...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7453915314589596511</id><published>2007-04-14T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T20:24:19.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joy!</title><content type='html'>Weee, I just saw my grade in Devpsyc a few seconds ago and I was filled with joy and relief because I got the grade that I wanted. Horray for me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to this joyous moment, I had had (? oops grammar check there pls.) my Orgchem finals and I am ubber glad it's over!!! I have to admit, though the test was quite easy, those chemical reactions got jumbled up in this twirly little brain of mine so to make the long story short, I almost didn't retain anything from all the visual encoding that I did the night before and the hours before the dreadful, awful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, it's not that dreadful. Our professor - who btw proctored the exam - was quite cheerful, and thanks to the pools of answers filled with products and reagents, I was able to write down a decent answer. The sad part is that when my instincts were telling me that my answer for a particular item is far from correct, I did nothing but retained my initial answer which, as confirmed from dear sweet Hannah, was wrong wrong wrong! Dreadful isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and next week PopXport is up on DW-TV. The only problem is, I forgot its timeslot. Oh pain and agony... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to claim the laptop for the whole day and I shall wage war on anyone who defies my wishes whahahahhahahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7453915314589596511?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7453915314589596511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7453915314589596511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7453915314589596511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7453915314589596511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-joy.html' title='Oh Joy!'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2689860112659961870</id><published>2007-04-13T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:42:29.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Found It!</title><content type='html'>Last night while preparing for judgement day (I ment the finals dum-dum), my other lil' sis called and exclaimed "We have found our house!". Uhuh, so my folks have found our house on wikimapia... hmm actually what they found was the subdivision where our house is located and I have to "argue" with dear sweet mother about which of those green rooftops is ours. Ha! Locating ours isn't quite hard since our house stands infront of the street to where the subdivision's clubhouse is. To my amusement, I even labeled the Mango tree that stands on the vacant lot east of our home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I wonder what Neobie is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, back to "trial and judgement day" preparation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2689860112659961870?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2689860112659961870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2689860112659961870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2689860112659961870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2689860112659961870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-found-it.html' title='I Found It!'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-9041245949508509564</id><published>2007-04-13T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:31:41.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is Settled - Almost</title><content type='html'>I'm not suppose to come to school today but because of some problems regarding my schedule for the next term (not the summer term), I have to. I have had my schedule fixed and now I can show my mommy dearest my EAF (enrollment assessment form ~_~). Hopefully, I'll be able to pay my dues before May because I don't want to wait in the loooonnnggg line, especially when the term is near its beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my Organic Chemestry 1 to attend to afterwhich, I would finish reading Jodi Picoult's My Sister's Keeper and then try to learn basic German haha. Oh btw, I'm beginning to forget some of my basic Japanese like the things you need to say to the hotel receptionist. Damn! Afterwards, I'll undergo a special brain torture session to torture my brain - summer term ~_~. This "special" brain torture, however, would be a little more fun than the previous one because of the presence of my dear sweet inmates (friends). Horray, &lt;em&gt;Ich bin nicht alleine :D.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, my brain is kept sharp. On the dark side, more neurons have to be pushed to the limit and the worst case scenario is that they would all die on me (due to stress caused by school work, field work and terror professor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neobie was complaining about having her brain squeezed today. I've just met her a while ago her in the university's giddy-giddy nookful of man-made intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm not making any sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *keying in a text message* "Sister, where art thou? Shall we- ? Shall we- ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lil' sis: *no reply*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *reading my message* LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lil' sis: *still no reply*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *no reaction*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *typing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *typing "still typing"*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *is being silly*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HALT!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *is reminded of the time when I used to play Bugs Bunny on PS1 and the guard would say "Halt, in the name of the King!" and Daffy duck was Robinhood.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ *squee*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-9041245949508509564?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/9041245949508509564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=9041245949508509564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/9041245949508509564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/9041245949508509564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/everything-is-settled-well-almost.html' title='Everything is Settled - Almost'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-5050453725160868310</id><published>2007-04-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:34:28.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stumbled upon...</title><content type='html'>... Neobie's blog and found these interesting quizzes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let's start with a trivia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Jeddylynne&amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jeddylynne!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Owls cannot move their eyes, because their eyeballs are shaped like Jeddylynne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeddylynne is often used in place of milk in food photography, because milk goes soggy more quickly than Jeddylynne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neil Armstrong first stepped on Jeddylynne with his left foot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pigment Indian Yellow was manufactured from the urine of cows fed only on Jeddylynne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;South Australia was the first place to allow Jeddylynne to stand for parliament.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pound for pound, hamburgers cost more than Jeddylynne!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one child in twenty will be born on the day predicted by Jeddylynne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sixteenth century mathematician lost his nose in a duel over his love for Jeddylynne, and wore a silver replacement for the rest of his life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grapes explode if you put them inside Jeddylynne!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;California is the biggest exporter of Jeddylynne in the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #acc 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #acc 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: impact,verdana,arial"&gt;Logic clearly dictates that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the Jeddylynne.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #077" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=Jeddylynne&amp;ans=139"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #acc 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #acc 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: impact,verdana,arial"&gt;Have you ever danced with the Jeddylynne in the pale moonlight?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #077" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=Jeddylynne&amp;ans=65"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm a devil huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #acc 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #acc 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: impact,verdana,arial"&gt;If you build it, Jeddylynne will come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #077" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=Jeddylynne&amp;ans=29"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a "she"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #acc 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #acc 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: impact,verdana,arial"&gt;This Jeddylynne attracts Those We Do Not Speak Of. You must bury it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #077" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=Jeddylynne&amp;ans=124"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #acc 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #acc 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: impact,verdana,arial"&gt;I have always depended on the kindness of Jeddylynne.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #077" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=Jeddylynne&amp;ans=49"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one, and it comes with a warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #eeffee 3px outset; BORDER-TOP: #eeffee 3px outset; BACKGROUND: #eeffee; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: #eeffee 3px outset; BORDER-BOTTOM: #eeffee 3px outset" cellpadding="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px inset; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 1px inset; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #bbeebb; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px inset; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px inset; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/disease"&gt;Doctor Unheimlich&lt;/a&gt; has diagnosed me with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeddylynne's Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;influence of the Devil&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;blisters, extremely blotchy skin, food cravings, chest hair growth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cure&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;don't do it again&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px inset; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 1px inset; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #bbeebb; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px inset; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px inset; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;form style="MARGIN: 0px" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/disease" method="get"&gt;Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: xx-small" size="9" name="p"&gt;&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: xx-small; BACKGROUND: #bbeebb" type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-5050453725160868310?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5050453725160868310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=5050453725160868310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5050453725160868310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5050453725160868310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-stumbled-upon.html' title='I Stumbled upon...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6153906183178390759</id><published>2007-04-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:38:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some ol' Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Too bad I don't have an Ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ISFP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is caring, peaceful, artistic, and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 8% of all women and 6% of all men&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B6B6C2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Learn Swedish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D7D6DE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/swedish.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastisk! You're laid back about learning a language - and about life in general.&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful, beautiful Sweden is ideal for you... And you won't even have to speak perfect Swedish to get around!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swedish? Hmm maybe some other time. I'm trying to learn Deutsch hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your German Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/germannamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilse Jutta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/germannamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your German Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, all I have to do is learn to introduce myself in German LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Uncommon Name Is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/uncommonnamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lamonica Catrice Laffoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/uncommonnamegenerator/"&gt;What Very Uncommon Name Should You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'd rather have this one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/dark-purple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think.&lt;br /&gt;And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Purple Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple *Squee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEDEDE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as warm and well-balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem sad and helpless.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Slacker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/slacker-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit of a slacker - though you can pull it together and live a somewhat normal life.&lt;br /&gt;If you're young, this is probably phase you'll outgrow. And if you're already grown up, you need to get off the couch a bit more!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/"&gt;Are You a Slacker?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6153906183178390759?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6153906183178390759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6153906183178390759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6153906183178390759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6153906183178390759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-ol-quizzes.html' title='Some ol&apos; Quizzes'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-6034241675725056727</id><published>2007-04-05T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:56:18.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate This Feeling</title><content type='html'>Ok, another post - who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel so down - hmm must be hormonal fluctuations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I'll find a blank notebook perfect for a journal. The blank one as in no lines as guide for straight writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an outlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams* &lt;-- I wish I could this right now but I couldn't because people would wonder and people would ask. I don't want to be  questioned for the trivial things that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy and cheery (?)  Wait, is there such a word? I just want this awful feeling to desert me... Leave me alone you, you, you, very awful feeling you - Ok that was weird. Still, I'm feeling blue just like my blog's layout (if you're reading this on multiply, you better look it up here on blogspot).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-6034241675725056727?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6034241675725056727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=6034241675725056727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6034241675725056727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/6034241675725056727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title='I Hate This Feeling'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2129356101860790723</id><published>2007-04-05T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:41:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained</title><content type='html'>Right now, I've been thinking about what I'd been doing these past few days. Surely, I have been cramming and procrastinating about deadlines, grades, schedules and all that crappy school stuff. College life is tough, but I like it better than when I was is high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Maundy Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be reviewing for my Physics finals and Organic Chemistry finals. However, I needed a break so I bought three books last Tuesday - I think. I've been using too much energy digesting all those concepts, calculations, formulas, and things related to those. I remember our Physics professor telling us that the reason why we tend to eat or feel sleepy during Physics class is because we use a lot of energy absorbing and digesting the lessons in Developmental Psychology it's called information overload. No matter what term you use to have an excuse for sleeping in class I'd still say: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala pa ring pumapasok sa utak ko. Gusto ko nang magpahinga."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this moment, I feel down. I feel like I've given up all my energy into hugging those who are dear to me. I feel that I must recharge so I could be happy again. I feel like this time, I don't want to do the hugging. I want to be hugged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2129356101860790723?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2129356101860790723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2129356101860790723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2129356101860790723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2129356101860790723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/04/drained.html' title='Drained'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-2774362635064107729</id><published>2007-03-17T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T18:57:29.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychometrics</title><content type='html'>... a.k.a. psycme in our course code. Man, each group needs 150 respondents for pilot testing and for the actual testing for our project - which is to make our own test waaahhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of despiration, I gathered up courage to seek help from my friends and so far... ya so far err, uhm... nevermind I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who agreed to help me, a big thank you. I just hope that you won't get pissed regarding the test items because the test needs to have more items - for reliability purposes. Oh and I also hope that you guys won't get pissed when I asked you to help me look for respondents again for the validity check-up. If you do help, please avoid giving it to the same person again. We wouldn't want any factors that might ruin the results. I hope  you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not to demanding... well the course is demanding hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-2774362635064107729?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2774362635064107729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=2774362635064107729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2774362635064107729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/2774362635064107729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/03/psychometrics.html' title='Psychometrics'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-8708661395979899382</id><published>2007-02-25T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:33:14.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Enchanted Kingdom</title><content type='html'>We've been there yesterday and I have to admit, it was my first time -- what a shame. No matter, at least I was able to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was it? Hmmm.. I did a little stupidity which costed me my mother's money and so I have to pay her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no intensions of telling you what it is because it's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures I took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm strange, I couldn't upload them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience was fun, we rode the space shuttle twice (I felt like I'm gonna loose my head), the flying fiesta (wee I'm flying), bump cars (driving is fun ^^), hannah and I rode on Up up and away before going home, and the Rio grande rapids - too bad I didn't have enough money to buy our picture while on the ride :(. We have also been to rialto and I felt like I'm driving a futuristic vehicle hahaha, also we've visited 4D discovery house (?), it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paused a moment at the place where people had henna tattoed on them and where they also had their faces painted. Afterwards, we found ourselves on Bouderville where unexpectedly cavemen and dinosaurs came dancing. We didn't finish the whole dance though but they were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the food, we couldn't find anything cheap - or at least I didn't find anything cheap. Pictures are never amiss 'coz we took lots of them and sadly I couldn't post it here due to some technical difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the reason why we went there is because we wanted to have bonus points in Physics, I mean it's Physics... so there but still we had fun and I want to go back there again with my family. I also want to go back there with my friends too. I'll bring along my digicam and I won't do the stupidity I made ever, it's too costly for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* sweet memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-8708661395979899382?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8708661395979899382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=8708661395979899382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8708661395979899382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/8708661395979899382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/02/enchanted-kingdom.html' title='Enchanted Kingdom'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-7507985537269522067</id><published>2007-02-23T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:52:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umiiral ang Pagkamaldita Ko...</title><content type='html'>...sa utak ko. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito lang naman kasi ang takbo ng araw ko ngayon, alas-kwatro na ng madaling araw gising pa ko kasi kailangan kong tapusin yung first half ng portfolio ko sa socipsy. Mas marami naman sa isang oras ang tulog ko, di naman ako naleyt pero bangag na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devpsyc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsharing kami ng mga traumatic experiences namin yaddah yaddah. Naging masaya naman ako dahil sa advice ng prof. namin hehehe pano kasi parang pareho kami ng karanasan. Sa socipsy natuwa naman ako sa lessons namin kaso pinuproblema pa rin namin yung gagawin naming SLE (Structured learning exercise). Kailangan na naming makaisip agad kung gusto naming pumunta sa EK bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EK - Enchanted Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa prof. namin sa physics at binigyan kami ng bonus project - teka dapat ba akong magpasalamat? Oo, bonus points din 'yon noh. Masaya naman ako kasi makakasama ko ang barkada ko sa EK, transpo na lang ang problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon na kaming transpo, yung sasakyan nila Carl pero 9-seater capacity lang yun. Gusto kong sumabay kasi libre na, kasama ko pa yung mga blockmates ko o di ba ang saya? Tapos nagtext yung kapatid ko na nirentahan niya yung service ni bunso, tapos nagtext din si mama and then violent reaction naman meh. Pagkauwi sa bahay tumawag ulit sa mama, yun parin yung pinag-usapan namin and so... yun, yun lang, tapos nabadtrip na ko. From there kung anu-ano nang kamalditahan ang naiisip ko grrr!!! Sana lang hindi ko sila mai-act out kasi pagagalitana ako sigurado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-7507985537269522067?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7507985537269522067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=7507985537269522067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7507985537269522067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/7507985537269522067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/02/umiiral-ang-pagkamaldita-ko.html' title='Umiiral ang Pagkamaldita Ko...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-5581690432795859639</id><published>2007-02-13T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T10:50:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAP 2007 and Blogger</title><content type='html'>Leap day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took basic adobe photoshop heck I don't know how to move around that program. Obviously I learned but I would like to learn more. I remember taking Kansai Ben last LEAP and boy I only learned a few. My friend Patrick told me not to take any language classes for the LEAP because one day is not enough. True, I agree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I decided to delete the blog I made with beta because it's making my moving difficult. I've already move *cheers* and I know this new version is better (tried and tested months ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed blogging - err with blogger I mean well since the start of the year I've been spending more time collecting gold at Gaia and it's quite addicting actually. 2/3 of our &lt;i&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt; joined thanks to Bubb although I'm not expecting the remaining one third to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogging, I also have a journal at Gaia for gold gathering purposes. That journal contains mostly trivial and crappy things. What else? Socipsy is beginning to stress me out. I have to find something like an article, a song, a picture, etc. per chapter and make a sociopsychological analysis of whatever that thing is. The deadline is Friday next week and so far I've began decorating the sketch pad (supposed to be scrap book) that I'll be using for the analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I hate cramming but somehow I end up doing it and I can't help but net surf (hang-out at Gaia), and play computer games. I'm beginning to transform into a furtureless(?) bum! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Devpsyc prof told us that she'll be giving us bonus points if we bring proof of us going out somewhere with friends (or boy/girlfriends) tomorrow (Valentine's day). She said doesn't want us to get stuck at home and do nothing so there. I like the idea, the problem is that I have a class at 2:30 pm and my friends' classes ends two hours earlier. Crud! This is the price of me not adjusting during the first week of the third term. I regret not adjusting but on the bright side I get to interact with other people - LR43 in particular. As for the case of Patrick and Lex, Patrick belongs to ID 104 and Lex to LR43... I wish our block would adopt them because they spend most of their classes with our block (or as I think they do) and in groupings, those two are often grouped with my circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Gaia time then head home and do socipsyc stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-5581690432795859639?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5581690432795859639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=5581690432795859639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5581690432795859639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/5581690432795859639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/02/leap-2007-and-blogger.html' title='LEAP 2007 and Blogger'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116987782552449305</id><published>2007-01-27T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:03:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Weeks</title><content type='html'>Things were a bit drag during the first weeks of January. First, I have to buy my books for my courses and they are definitely not cheap. I complained about buying that big hardbound organic chemestry book because our professor required us to. The book is about 3.5 kg heavy and carrying it around the campus would make my arms ill proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I have to attend the FTK event which I signed up for last year. The event was full of children (obviously) and it was fun. I made friends with a kid called Len and I met other fellow volunteers as well. Keisha and I handled Dianna, a kid with ADHD. We did our best to make feel comfortable, happy, and so she could participate in the games. Sadly, we weren't able to manage her tanturms and before the whole event ended, her mother had to take her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came Keisha's debut. I had problems of how I was to go to the venue but thanks to Hannah, I was able to attend to Keisha's party. I spent my Christmas money buying a new purple dress and a pair of shoes. My mood was not good the day before because I couldn't find the jewelry that I wore during our high school graduation ball.  On the venue itself, Hannah, Abby and I went for a swim while Keisha had her make-up. There were a lot of people in our room... As for the party, well I couldn't say that the party went great, it went just fine except for the part when a number of guest failed to come. I wasn't lucky on that day either. The batteries of my digicam died out on me, and my cellphone battery is only a few clicks away from going out. I forgot to bring a lot of things like my birthday present for the debutant, stupid isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least we were able to know more about each other during the wee hours of the night, ,thanks to Abby's icebreaker. It was fun being with my friends at that time, except for the part where I wasn't able to sleep long enough to concentrate on school. Hannah's cellphone kept on ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got late for our first class not only because of the traffic but because of having our breakfast. The food was good especially the sweet ones. We took a heavy breakfast, so heavy that we were able to last the day without food until our last class. In my case however, my tummy started rumbling during my last class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far having fun with devpsyc and socipsy and with the professors assigned to them as well. I'm learning a lot... Yesterday, Angeli and I met at Robinson's near SPUM. I was late because of chasing after a physics professor because she refused to sign our grades last meeting - and it's against the rules of having the open lab. I wasn't able to spend a lot of time with her because of that and also because St. Paul is having his feast day. Angeli wanted to see her friend dance on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic Chemestry is fun so far. I also like the professors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Err, I expect that the succeeding weeks would be tougher as more and more requirements and school works are given to us. I don't think I won't be able to post much either and I regret that I didn't during those first weeks. Events had happened and I'm just glad I was able to take pictures of those events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116987782552449305?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116987782552449305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116987782552449305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116987782552449305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116987782552449305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/01/january-weeks.html' title='January Weeks'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116920910458324133</id><published>2007-01-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:18:24.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiyeee</title><content type='html'>Well I have to admit, I'm getting a wee bit bored with blogging and I found another distraction to relieve me of my stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping next week would turn out great. Keisha's birthday is on that week and Angeli and I are to meet on Friday. I'm hoping that Cho and the others would remember welcoming me when groups are from in Measla1 (Laboratory Pyschological Measurement 1) because I won't be attending the Wednesday class (my Measla 1 class schedule is on Wednesdays). I'm planning to sit-in in my friends' Measla 1 class on Monday so that my Wednesday afternoon would be free :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About other stuff... Hannah won a fabulous prize from a raffle at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116920910458324133?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116920910458324133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116920910458324133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116920910458324133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116920910458324133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/01/hiyeee.html' title='Hiyeee'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116825910173540603</id><published>2007-01-08T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:25:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back!!</title><content type='html'>Ang Pasalubong ni Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/1600/467151/ABCD0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/320/223169/ABCD0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/1600/522647/ABCD0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/320/128350/ABCD0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aba, red, pink, White... Red parang pang valentines 'tong kisses ah hehehehehe. Maliban samin nila Abby, Keisha, at Hannah, sino pa bang tumanggap ng biyaya mo galing istets?? Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/1600/729804/ABCD0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/320/752276/ABCD0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Look who's diggin' in those oh so pinky pink pink sweets, guess where my hand is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Red, salamat sa belated x-mas gift, may papakyawin na ko.... sana hindi nila ubusin. Hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116825910173540603?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116825910173540603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116825910173540603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116825910173540603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116825910173540603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back!!'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116746191971939625</id><published>2006-12-30T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:58:42.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!! Well Sort of</title><content type='html'>Hiyeee! *chuckles in amusement* I haven't been online for weeks due to many things but enough of that. I went online just to greet everyone a happy christmas although it's way too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have about a week before I go back to my brain torturing sessions - I meant school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who knew that I'll be seeing my h.s. friends last December 23 at SM Megamall, I did and I have to say I had fun although being an introvert such as myself got my "battery" low so as to say that getting acquainted with the members of Ichiraku Ramen (it's a forum) took up a lot of my energy. We were supposed to be stationed at the megatrade hall but we ended up back and forth to Comic alley, up and down for food, and had ourselves warned twice by the security guard at the ice rink. We were to join the other members of the forum on the rink while ignoring the risk of having fractures but sadly, no. We don't have that special ticket to reduce the fee and some of us aren't wearing socks - including me. Well the socks weren't the problem but the fee was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the opening of the presents, I have to say a big thank you to Bubb for that oh so wonderful present she gave me!! I really liked it and with that I wore it on our trip to Pampanga hours after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our whole Decemeber 25th day is always spent on Pampanga and as our "tradition" goes we make our first stop at my grandma's place - patriachal side. Next we stopped buy the Holiday Inn  at Clark for lunch. My aunt works there and she has this employee's discount :) - matriachal side. The we headed to my grandparents' place - still mother's side after which, dad took us to Dau hoping the market is still open. I got myself a long blouse similar to what Bubb got me, still I like what Bubb got me better (Bubb, flattered hahahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas went well, except of some discovery about two of my cousins throwing their life away. It made me sad and at the same time made me feel lucky to have parents who molded us into decent people. As for my cousins, money is not only the root of all evil but the source of problem as well. If only their family was well off, things wouldn't have occured to them. It's a sore family mattter which, I'm bound to keep it within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the sad part, I was suprised that one of our cousins - he's younger than me - gave us (including my other cousins; mother's side) christmas money that goes by the term &lt;em&gt;aguinaldo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the new year and I also got two new books last week. I'm planning to complete the book of inheritance triology and watch the movie of it's first book! The dates confuse me though, the tv says it will be showing on the 6th of January while the newspaper says it's on the 8th. When is which?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116746191971939625?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116746191971939625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116746191971939625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116746191971939625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116746191971939625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-well-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;m Back!! Well Sort of'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116653118013623494</id><published>2006-12-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:26:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living A Little</title><content type='html'>All I want is to live a little....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT A LIFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116653118013623494?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116653118013623494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116653118013623494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116653118013623494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116653118013623494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/living-little.html' title='Living A Little'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116652760638373709</id><published>2006-12-19T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:26:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Course Card Day.</title><content type='html'>I had no plans of coming early to school since I'll just be getting my course cards but then again I arrived early. I met Tina (castillo) at the lrt station and we both went at J303 - or was it 302? - to get our course cards in Chemestry. To make the whole story short, all my grades were good except for Psychm2. I passed pyschm2 however the grade I got made me illegible to be in the dean's list. Oh well, better luck next time. I was still hoping I would get a more decent grade than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red is going to fly to the other side of the world tomorrow and I'm jealous! Why does he get to fly to the other side of the world and I don't? No matter, I'm hoping he'll bring us presents when he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hugging Bubb since this morning and with that I scared her so much that she would go away from me. Hahaha, I was just giving her a nice comforting hug eh Bubb? See, she was quite depressed and I won't tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank my neighbor and Keisha for treating me today because save a few pesos. I would also like to thank Fifi and Talitha for the christmas presents they gave me. Thanks, I didn't expect to receive from you. To my chemlab prof, for giving me a very decent grade; to Keisha - again - for comforting me with regards to the discrepancy of our grades. What? It's not fair, why does she gets to have the highest grade and I don't? We squeezed every drop of cerebraspinal fluid from our brains and yet... nevermind I don't want talk about it anymore. I don't want to complain either, rumors says arguing with that prof won't do any good but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun today. We went to the videoke bar at Providence Towers and I'm proud to say that Bubb and I got three consecutive score of 99!! Whooo we rock and Bubb, I'd like to sing the Phantom of the Opera again weeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The depressing part, sibling rivalry still exists and my sister got better grades than me. :( Why do I get frustrated when it comes to grades and sibling competition?? Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, I passed!! The bad thing is, I'm not included in the dean's list - not that it really matters but it's the least I can achieve for myself since my dreams of receiving an award on graduation crumbled a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Anjo for garnering a GPA of 4.00! &lt;em&gt;Tao ka pa ba? Joke lang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116652760638373709?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116652760638373709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116652760638373709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116652760638373709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116652760638373709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/course-card-day.html' title='Course Card Day.'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116610165744034536</id><published>2006-12-14T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:07:37.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Was Made (?)</title><content type='html'>Today was... today is my last day for the finals week. I tried studying as hard as I could last night and it turned out I wasn't able to finish reading the last chapter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning upon getting inside my daddy's pick-up truck, daddy told me to get a student's driving license. I was like "a wha?" It seems that daddy dearest would want me to learn how to drive especially when he told me to buy a book about traffic signs at the National Bookstore. Still I was "a wha?" So ok, learning to drive is fun but applying it in the real world scares me. With that, all the information encoded in my memory bank about sleep, drug addiction, and the separate brain hemispheres vanished like a bubble. I also felt a mixture of emotions :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived quite early at school (as usual) and I had a little chat with Ate Cris. I don't usually address her ate but it would seem impolite not to address her &lt;em&gt;ate&lt;/em&gt; - /A-te/ in this entry. Anyways, I met one of her friends, Charm, and both of us went hyperactive probably because of the tension brought about the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realized, I have two "mothers" at school :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finals on biopsychology is easier than expected and I believe Keisha could pull it off even if she didn't excert an effort to study. Go Kish!! I hope I would get a very decent score. Speaking of a very decent score, GOD please give me some dignity, I want a decent grade in Chemestry - both lecture and lab. I have a goal I want to achieve, a dream that I want to reach, and an expectation that I have to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm happy. Yey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my Christmas shopping before heading home. Sad to say but I failed to buy my gift for our kris-kringle. &lt;em&gt;Sa nabunot ko, pwedeng iba na lang.&lt;/em&gt; To add to that, I won't be able to give some of my friends their Christmas presents because I'm broke. If ever we would see each other, I'm sorry I have nothing to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting hooked with wrestling - and nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still happy, or at least until the day of judgement - course card distribution!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116610165744034536?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116610165744034536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116610165744034536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116610165744034536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116610165744034536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-day-was-made.html' title='My Day Was Made (?)'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116566403467547532</id><published>2006-12-09T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:33:54.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Away</title><content type='html'>After all the things you did to me, after all the suffering you caused me do you even think that I would consider you as something as important as a friend? Do possibly think that I would forget? YOU ARE A FOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you get it? I don't like you! I don't ever want to see your face again, and if I were you I would keep my distance... unless you want to experience my wrath and I assure you won't like me when I'm really angry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off while you still have the chance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;~&lt;em&gt;ask forgiveness a thousand times still it cannot undo the damage, it will never heal, it will never will~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116566403467547532?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116566403467547532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116566403467547532&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116566403467547532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116566403467547532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/go-away.html' title='Go Away'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116549141950628414</id><published>2006-12-07T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T19:36:59.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Slap Me...</title><content type='html'>...So I could get my head back in really and begin completing all the necessary requirements to pass courses that doesn't require a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers, sometime within the weekend I'm gonna get over you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to prepare for the finals week next week but first, papers - lots of papers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116549141950628414?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116549141950628414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116549141950628414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116549141950628414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116549141950628414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/somebody-slap-me.html' title='Somebody Slap Me...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116530883383614630</id><published>2006-12-05T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:53:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maraming Topic</title><content type='html'>Ayun.... as usuall daming papers, tapos exams kaya nastress na nang todo. Akalain mong tinablan ako ng sakit? Wahahahaha nang dahil sa sakit na yan kamuntikan na kong bumagsak sa psychem2 exam namin kanina - pano kasi may pabalik balik pang nalalaman. Ayoko na ngang magkasakit, iisipin lang ng nanay ko na nanlalambing lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, ayan videoke again just like when I turned to majority. Hahaha biritan to grabe. Naglabasan ang mga hidden desire na maging mga pro hahaha VOICE ABUSE kulang na lang mawalan ako ng boses. Pero masaya siya in all fairness, kaso lang hindi namin napakanta si Red, at si Anjo -- di naman halatang Kelly Clarkson fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung payong ko, kung sino mang nakapulot at hindi man lang sinurender sa lost and found, makarma ka sana. Langya payong lang yun pag-iinteresan pa!! My golly that's very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko nang humarap sa computer (pero nakaharap sa computer at nagtatype neto) nagmumuta nang mga mata ko. Palibhasa ang daming paper works. Pesteng engltwo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina medyo bad trip ako kaya mukha daw akong nalugi ng isang milyon. La lang kababawan lang naman saka kabulagan din. Pwede palang ilagay sa CD yung project sa artcomp eh yun, too late so cramming again. Kelangang magkasya yung dalawang powerpoint sa microdiskette. Sa awa ng Diyos at sa aking brillant mind, napagkasya ko hwahahahaha - sana lang yung grade nun di bababa sa 80 or else magfa-finals ako sa artcomp! NOOOOOO!!! Speaking of finals, yung tatlong (dalawa?) subject na may finals ALL RIGHT!! Sabay sabay sila as in same time. Grabe anung uunahin ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116530883383614630?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116530883383614630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116530883383614630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116530883383614630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116530883383614630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/maraming-topic.html' title='Maraming Topic'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116513570474038486</id><published>2006-12-03T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:48:24.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all those concerned....</title><content type='html'>Before anything else I would like to say that elephants can run but they surely can't jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our business for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those whom I bothered and pissed off, I'm sorry for being one lazy chum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116513570474038486?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116513570474038486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116513570474038486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116513570474038486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116513570474038486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-all-those-concerned.html' title='To all those concerned....'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116459822700579313</id><published>2006-11-27T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:30:27.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egypt Egypt... and other quizzes *squee*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="500" align="center" bg border="0" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Satis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/egypt/nile.gif" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Peace-loving and tolerant, receptive to wealth, analytical and science-minded, tender towards those who are not ignorant, can sometimes be angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Colors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;male: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;deep red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;, female: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;deep blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatible Signs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Amon-Ra, Set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Jan 1 - Jan 7, Jun 19 - Jun 28, Sep 1 - Sep 7, Nov 18 - Nov 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Role:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; Goddess who protected the sources of the Nile and goddess of the cataract at the border of Egypt and Nubia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; A woman wearing the white crown of Upper Egypt with antelope horns on the sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacred animal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; antelope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/egypt/" target="_blank"&gt;What is Your Egyptian Zodiac Sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Designed by &lt;a href="http://warlocksrealm.homeip.net/blog" target="_blank"&gt;CyberWarlock&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/" target="_blank"&gt;Warlock's Quizzles and Quandaries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhhh.. yay blue! I love blue weeee! Blue Blue Blue Blue Blue. Set? Then I can be Nephthys? Yay Nephthys!! .... or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#cc0000" cellspacing="0" bordercolordark="#cc0000" width="300" align="center" bgcolor="black" bordercolorlight="black" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/vamp/caitiff.jpg" width="150" border="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:white;"&gt;You aren't sure where you came from. Perhaps your sire did an embrace and run. Or maybe your sire was an outcast himself. Either way, your powers are unique and really don't belong to any clan...or maybe a little from each. Because you of these circumstances, you aren't really sure where you belong. You tend to wander and do a bit of soul searching in your eternal life. Maybe some day...you have a while after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/vamp/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What Vampire Clan Do You Belong To? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clanless.... oooohhh an ankh - life eternal whahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than "Lovers." Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dragons *squee*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116459822700579313?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116459822700579313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116459822700579313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116459822700579313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116459822700579313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/egypt-egypt-and-other-quizzes-squee.html' title='Egypt Egypt... and other quizzes *squee*'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116459644022899572</id><published>2006-11-27T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:00:40.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cramming</title><content type='html'>Things to cram:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biopsych exam - got to review.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Engltwo crappy paper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biosyla case study paper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Artcomp powerpoint exercise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;How am I going to divide my body?? I need help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee style="WIDTH: 453px; HEIGHT: 91px" direction="up"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEEEELLLLPPPPP!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I really wanted this term to end so I could rest and focus on other things before my neurons die. I really wanted to get over this school cramming stuff. I want to sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee style="WIDTH: 506px; HEIGHT: 90px" direction="down"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLEEEEEPPPPPP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help. Do you know anybody who is an expert on hypnosis?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116459644022899572?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116459644022899572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116459644022899572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116459644022899572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116459644022899572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/cramming.html' title='Cramming'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116429193485336151</id><published>2006-11-23T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:13:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Medicine for Tolerance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/1600/793227/medicine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3710/1450/400/897016/medicine.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of caution: you just can't afford to take it in high dosages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our homework for theoper. It somehow doesn't look very good considering that there are some lines and colors missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoofs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Store in a cool dry place at room temperature."&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for Bubb, I wouldn't have notice. Whahahahhahaha forgive the human, she's just tired form the brain draining engltwo paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116429193485336151?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116429193485336151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116429193485336151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116429193485336151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116429193485336151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/medicine-for-tolerance.html' title='A Medicine for Tolerance'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116416615179391623</id><published>2006-11-22T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T11:33:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Realized...</title><content type='html'>... that I'm :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;boring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;foolish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crappy-crap-crap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;serious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;selfish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;technical&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a pleaser&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an avenger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gully-gub-gub-gullible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;conforming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too normal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too plain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too ordinary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;senseless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;type of person - or as of this moment, I think am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to read to ignite the flame of creativity that is dying out. I need time and inspiration for my hands to do wonders with a pencil and a piece of paper. I need rest to rejuvinate the beauty that was lost in me... in other words, stressed ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See, I told you I'm not making any sense. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--multiply:no_crosspost--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116416615179391623?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116416615179391623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116416615179391623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116416615179391623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116416615179391623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-realized_22.html' title='I Just Realized...'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116410273388167872</id><published>2006-11-21T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T17:52:14.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Third Term Schedule</title><content type='html'>...and I thought I would have to go over the trouble of visiting the office of the vice dean for my schedule adjustments. It's a good thing Anjo alerted me of the new slot that has been opened this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my schedule for the following term goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;Monday - 09:20-12:40&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 08:00-05:40&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 09:20-05:30&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 08:00-04:00&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 10:30-12:40&lt;/ol&gt;Wednesday will be the longest day of the week, Friday is the shortest, and as Tuesday and Thursday will be the Sciences and Lab days because I'll be having Physics and Organic Chemestry on the same days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is not that bad, at least I won't have to take a marathon of courses like what I'm doing for this term and I only have to wake up very early two days a week. Hopefully I'll be able to get more sleep next term.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116410273388167872?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116410273388167872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116410273388167872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116410273388167872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116410273388167872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-third-term-schedule.html' title='My Third Term Schedule'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116391010194883488</id><published>2006-11-19T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:45:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sino ang Tatapos?</title><content type='html'>4Lahat inaabangan, lahat pinag-uusapan!! Sino nga ba ang tatapos, si Pacquiao o si Morales? Sa kakahintay ko, nakalimutan ko na ngayon na pala , this is it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre yung mga mauunang lalaban pampagana lang yan. Mamaya pa ang laban nila Pacman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong masabi, baka mamaya pag napanood ko na ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang nakalimutan ko na ang sasabihin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited @ 5:36*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaahhhhh!!! Ang galing galing!!! Tatlong rounds lang, tumba na kaagad si Morales. Wahahahaha. Nakaka-excite panoorin kanina. Akala ko magtatagal ang laban kasi inasahan ko na naghanda talaga ng mabuti si Morales ang kaso hindi. Mukhang tama yung mga hula ng mga nagsasabing tapos na ang laban sa loob ng tatlong rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congrats Manny!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaamin ko, nakakaawa si Morales kasi gusto niya talagang patahimikin yung mga kritiko niya at siguro sabihin narin natin na naging masyado siyang mayabang kaya ganun. Anyways, wala naman talaga siyang dapat ikahiya. Nagkataon nga lang siguro na ito na yung panahon na kelangan na niyang tumigil sa pagboboxing - o baka kelangan niya munang magpahinga bago sumabak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aba basta, ang galing Manny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana lang kung may balak siyang tumakbo sa politika, 'wag na niyang ituloy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116391010194883488?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116391010194883488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116391010194883488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116391010194883488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116391010194883488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/sino-ang-tatapos.html' title='Sino ang Tatapos?'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116375676981530272</id><published>2006-11-17T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:42:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubber Update</title><content type='html'>I have many things to share. Let's begin with last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;His Holiness, the 7th Gyalwa Karmapa Trinley Thaye Dorje&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m proud to say that I became a witness and part of the historical event: his holiness' first visit to our country. Also I am proud to say that I was one of those who heard him speak. His holiness talked about the Dharma and I learned from him although I wasn't able to absorb his teachings quite well because of the Chinese translator whose microphone sounds louder than his holiness'. His holiness spoke in English and it was good, the translator's job is to translate his holiness' words in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suprised when I learned that his holiness was just five years older than me and that he became the 17th Gyalwa Karmapa at a very young age of 11. (His Holiness is a Tibetan Monk and the head of the Kagyu school of Buddhism in Tibet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His message was simple, he said that life is precious and we should not waste it. We should do our best in in any way to be beneficial to all. (I don't remember the exact words but that was what I understood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cramming The First Draft of the Paper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our engltwo professor - happy to say, is not as annoying as she used too. This Wednesday however, she announced that the first draft of our argument for our final paper is due on Friday (which is today). Thursday night, I began writing the draft and I sent it to Keisha so she could add hers. I did everything I could to make my part long but all I can do was write a short paragraph containing paranthetical sentences from two of our sources. After sending my output, I asked her to text me when she will go online and she did. As for me while waiting for her text I dozed off and when I woke up it was already 5:15 in the morning. She wrote most of the draft and I contributed a puny part. I felt ashamed and guilty because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon presenting the draft to the prof, she told us that the draft was too short which means we have to add more details. If I hadn't dozed off it would have been long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fluctuating Emotions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister went to school with me today because she had her practicals in Dance. On our way to the LRT station (we couldn't get a bus that goes to Lawton), mud was splattering like hell as I got splattered behind by legs and my hands and I can't help but blame the pedicab drivers for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, we ate burgers and drank mango juice at Z2. With that, I got hype up. I was hyper the whole engltwo period. I kept on laughing and laughing causing my friends to laugh with me. After a while my plans of graduating on time suddenly broke into tiny pieces after learning that I have to take alge102 before taking up physics. It got worse when I found out that taking the course would disrupt my planned schedule for next term. My mood lightened up a bit after eating some biscuits (hahaha endorphins) and it got better as soon as we (Abby, Keisha, and I) talked to the vice-dean. She told us that we could take up physics even without taking alge102 although, technically alge102 is a prerequisite of Physics. And why shouldn't we take up alge102 first? It's because it was not written in the flowchart that alge102 is a prerequisite for Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Theoper and B.O.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an activity in our theoper (Theories of Personality) where we were given descriptions printed on a long bond paper, and our job was to place these descriptions into our classmates' envelops. The most number of descriptions receives means that that is what we are. So ok, after the class Keisha, Abby and I went to the ladies' room. The smell of it was like as if all who were in there forgot to put on deodorant. The fragrant smell of perfumes and body sweat is not a very good combination. Eewwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reflection&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up all the things I did today, I felt that I've been stupid and sad. I've been stupid because I often fail to trust my instincts like when my instincts told me to take up alge102 this current term. I took artcomp instead &lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;because of peer pressure&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;. Most of them didn't want take up alge102 because of the reputation of the professor assigned for it. I felt stupid because I was so hyper that I've been hugging my friends the whole day without even thinking of whether they wanted to be hugged. I felt sad because I only did little to our draft and because I've been stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--multiply:no_crosspost--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116375676981530272?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116375676981530272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116375676981530272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116375676981530272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116375676981530272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/ubber-update.html' title='Ubber Update'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116338663506940499</id><published>2006-11-13T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:57:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dreaded Week</title><content type='html'>*Groan* enrollment sheesh, I hate this event. My friends will be enrolling way ahead of me and now I'll be left alone fending for myself with whatever slots left for me to take. Keisha said I should have joined fencing when I had the chance, I declined because I'm confused and my heart was not settled. I feel like I suck at making decisions. Am I that immature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, my friends Bubb and Keisha are enrolling theirselves thanks to the privilege of athletes. Now they are having trouble with the physics lab course, for some reason something is wrong with the course codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doomed to run out of good slots and of having a favorable schedule next year. I'm still thinking of joing the archery next year, hopefully I'll be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the enrollment week, the students rushing, servers crashing, and slots taken grrrr!! I hate the school policy, I hate being an irregular student!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curses!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116338663506940499?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116338663506940499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116338663506940499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116338663506940499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116338663506940499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/dreaded-week.html' title='The Dreaded Week'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116290207008181143</id><published>2006-11-07T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:21:10.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do or Die</title><content type='html'>If I want to save lives, I need to study hard and resume practicing my skills again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning while my classmates freeze and almost doze off to the chilly atmosphere of the LVR, I (I mean we) learned something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to really study, encode all the things that I need to know for my future career and draw if I want to save the lives of those who keep the steps, the skills, and the memoirs of my dear life! And those lives belong to: *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY NEURONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class learned that 50% of the neurons of our beloved brains perish in our normal lifetime(?) It happens twice: 1) during the toddler years; 2) during the adolescent years. I'm currently an adolescent which means that there is a mass  destruction(?) murder(?) whatever of my neurons in my brain as of now!! They struggle and fight for neurophorine(?), their "elixir of life" and in order to live longer, I must constantly make use of them. If I don't, they're doomed to perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood amnesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaah I wanna draw I wanna draw I wanna draw!!! I must save my neurons!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, what the - I have exams coming up and why am I online? Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I'll be able to make good desicions. My not so mature prefrontal cortex makes me do stupid things... Too technical? Bear with it!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116290207008181143?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116290207008181143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116290207008181143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116290207008181143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116290207008181143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-or-die.html' title='Do or Die'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116281105630541656</id><published>2006-11-06T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:15:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gold</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we visited our relatives (mother side) for the much anticipated 50th wedding anniversary of my Apo's - grandparents. As always, my introverted ego kicks in and mess the first few hours of visit by being a snob because I've been told &lt;em&gt;"tumaba ka" so musta naman?&lt;/em&gt; After quite some time, my introverted ego sunk in deep in the realms of my subconscious - wait that's wrong but what I'm trying to say is that, my usual loud(am I loud?) and friendly self surfaced and I began mingling with my folks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Kathy made a video of our pictures and of course my grandparent's pictures so as to give us a recap of what had happened through those 50 wonderful years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advance Birthday Presents&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, my mom gave my sister and I second-hand motorola phones. My sister and I have been wanting a second phone for our other sim cards - in my case I only have one because I lost the other remember? Well, I can't be choosy because it was what our Uncle Joewell got us and whoever owned those phones didn't take very good care of them, you know all those scratch and everything... at least they are still working and hopefully still in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Fredda gave us our birthday presents in advance. She both of us a bottle of perfume from Japan, while Uncle Jovits gave us the same thing from the US. Boast much? My mother also gave us our presents in advance (too embarassing to share what they were but I like it) and she was excited to show me the gift she has for me on my birthday. I declined to see it weeks before my special day so that I would be opening presents for that day hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after celebrating the wedding anniversary, my youngest cousin celebrated his first birthday. My female cousins and I were at the porch all loud and cheerful and we enjoyed being together. We joke around, made fun of the "pabitin" (because the game hasn't started yet some kids attempted to get the prizes, and some adults picked some of the prizes and gave them to those kids. We also made fun of the "palayok" the Philippine version of the pinyata. We joked that the players should hit the pot (&lt;em&gt;palayok = a small pot)&lt;/em&gt; with their heads not with a stick. Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;An Overwhelming Discovery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at our grandparents' place, I overheard my elders asking my mother about our boyfriends *ahem*... Upon arriving home at the dinner table, my mom shared us something unbelievable. My grandmother shared to them that her uncle and a late politician were cousins and that she met her second cousin that is now today's a powerful politician - powerful because that person currently has a position in the government. That makes us and that politician distant relatives, to be specific that politician is our distant grandparent! &lt;em&gt;Nasabi ko tuloy kagabi na bagay na bagay ang apilyedo namin sa'min whahahahahaha. Akalain mo yun?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's true but should I doubt my grandmother's statement? Nevermind &lt;em&gt;bura-bura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite the not so good start, it ended happy. Now I want to buy a new sim card.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116281105630541656?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116281105630541656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116281105630541656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116281105630541656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116281105630541656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-gold.html' title='It&apos;s Gold'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116280864720584930</id><published>2006-11-06T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:24:07.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chew Yourself To Death</title><content type='html'>I was watching 'Emergency' last Friday (or was it last Friday?) because of an interesting topic about two kids chewing themselves to death. These kids couldn't control chewing on their fingers, their tongue, almost every part of their body and it was said that they had this self-mutilating behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids were two of the rare cases recorded in our country. They also have acquired this syndrome, which I didn't the name of it (but it starts with an "N") and it was characterize as having poor muscles, weak and frail bones, and mental and behavioral retardation. This neuropsychological disorder(?) is a sex-linked trait that is passed on by the mother to her &lt;strong&gt;sons. &lt;/strong&gt;According to the specialist who did a diagnosis of these kids, people with cases such as theirs (kids) have a life span of 20 years. The mother of the ill-fated (is it harsh?) children had nothing to do but accept the fate of her beloved sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw these kids on tv I... I don't know if it was pitty but if you had seen it - my goodness, the elder son chewed his fingers so much that it chipped off. The younger was also doing the same thing and both of them &lt;em&gt;hay naku, wala na yung lower lip nila at pudpod pa yung dila.&lt;/em&gt; The documentary said that people who had this self-mutilating behavior find satisfaction in pain by biting and chewing themselves to the extent that they bleed and scar themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee I hope I'm not a carrier of that trait, I don't want my future sons to mutilate theirselves. Somehow I came to think that I was lucky to be born as a girl... and this noon, I was reminded of genetics in our biology class during my second year in high school. I was reminded of the sex-link traits that would usually affect men (oh, I have nothing against men, mind you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all normal men out there, be thankful God made you normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116280864720584930?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116280864720584930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116280864720584930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116280864720584930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116280864720584930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/chew-yourself-to-death.html' title='Chew Yourself To Death'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116246294965959325</id><published>2006-11-02T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:22:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>haaayy, I'm so bored - and currently in a conference with the ichi people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaah, Bubb's got her devart acct. I'm so jealous!!!! waaah... if only we had a scanner ages ago, I would have gotten my own devart acct. when my friends invited me to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss drawing - a lot. It has been more than a year since I last draw, now I'm afraid that I might loose the gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116246294965959325?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116246294965959325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116246294965959325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116246294965959325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116246294965959325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/title-less.html' title='title-less'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116244010824374741</id><published>2006-11-02T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:01:48.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dopamine Depleated</title><content type='html'>Wala ako sa mood mag pure-English ngayon kaya sa mga taong hindi marunong umintindi ng English, bahala kayo sa mga buhay niyo at wala akong paki!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang namang ishare na mababa ang dopamine ko kahapon. (Dopamine, di mo alam ang dopamine? Ay bobo ka - hala sige magresearch!! Joke! Ang sama ko no? Ganun talaga) Sa madaling salita, depressed ako kahapon. Nagsimula ang depresyon ko nung Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wag niyo nang tanungin kung bakit nadepress ako nung Monday, sa akin na lang yun maliwanag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadepress ako kasi... wala, feeling ko ang layo na nang loob ko sa mga kaibigan ko dati. Feeling ko hindi na kami close! Wala na yung bond na naghohold samin. Yung mga gusto nila na gusto ko rin since childhood wala na, I have outgrown those interest and sad to say hindi na ako makarelate sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May communication pa naman kami salamat sa magical powers ng internet at cellphone pero pagkausap ko sila, hindi talaga ko makarelate. I'm sorry but I have to break it to ya or else loka-loka na ko bago pa ako makapanggamot ng mga loka-loka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At saka dun sa mga friends na sinasabi ko, naiinis ako sa isa sa inyo. I tried and tried and tried na hindi mainis sa'yo pero wala talaga. Clue: Angeli, maniwala ka't sa hindi, hindi ikaw yung tinutukoy ko ok? Hindi ikaw yun. Bahala ka kung iisipin mong ikaw yun pero hindi ikaw, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadedepress ako kasi ang tamad- tamad ko ngayong term at baka bumagsak nanaman ako!! Grrrrr. I'm pissed because I can't meet my own standards. I've been spending more time infront of the computer doing insignificant things than paying attention to my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to achieve excellence but there are a lot of impediments!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagabi, umiyak ako... eh bakit ba, wala naman kayong pakialam di ba? Wala namang mangyayari senyo kung makikialam kayo di ba? Ano bang care niyo? May care ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko nang maging martyr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116244010824374741?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116244010824374741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116244010824374741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116244010824374741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116244010824374741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/11/dopamine-depleated.html' title='Dopamine Depleated'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116221700907981895</id><published>2006-10-30T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:03:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Start?</title><content type='html'>Yeah this week started badly because... aaaarrrrgggh. I can't say it because.... I just can't. And I felt bad today because my horns are growing. If it wasn't for Keisha and her desire to make up for her absence, I would have been marked absent this morning. :( I also felt bad because I feel like I'm... secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just felt really bad and this day is bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116221700907981895?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116221700907981895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116221700907981895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116221700907981895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116221700907981895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-start.html' title='Bad Start?'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116221653573021394</id><published>2006-10-30T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:55:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nat Geo Investigates</title><content type='html'>I stayed up till midnight just to watch martial arts week. I wasn't able to watch the first part though. Anyways, the program wants to find out the ultimate martial arts and I learned and got amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the masters of martial arts don't read minds, they see movements. They seem to read minds because they are able to counter the attacks of their opponents, but what the truth is that they react to these attacks in a fraction of a second. Second, "tramatizing" the body structure  would make bones denser thus turning the body into a weapon. Third, weapons are like extensions of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough with the learnings. I got amused especially with ninjutsu. Yup, you read it ninjutsu. This martial art is a combination of power, balance, and speed. Their attacks could easily paralyze an opponent and it could even kill. Speaking of killing, there is this one attackthat is definitely deadly and it is called the death punch. This attack targets the vagus nerve, which sends impulses to the internal organs of the body. Once this nerve gets hit plus the additional lightning fast chest compression, the heart would stop  killing the unfortunate enemy. &lt;em&gt;Sugoi desu ne?&lt;/em&gt; Somehow it reminds me of Naruto - without the chakra thingy part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to weapons, the Katana was proven to be very powerful, capable of piercing and slashing the opponent at the same time. This sword is like a combination of the chinese broad sword and the sword (forgot the name) popularized by the movie Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program also confirmed that the legendary saying "One shot, one kill" is true. If you get strike by the Katana, you'll never see the next sunrise again - unless you're lucky to have survive the strike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116221653573021394?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116221653573021394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116221653573021394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116221653573021394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116221653573021394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/10/nat-geo-investigates.html' title='Nat Geo Investigates'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116221469541513881</id><published>2006-10-30T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:24:55.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Extreme: Battle of the Sexes</title><content type='html'>The show's topic for that day as the title says, is the battle of the sexes!! *crowd cheers* Luckily I was able to catch up at the beginning of the program. The show mainly talks about the differences between the male and female specimens of the animal species and why their differences is so. Of course these differences were compared to the human counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot - really. On the top 10 comes the elephant seal. The elephant seal bull is definitely bigger than the cow. This is so because the beach master needs to protect his females and the females prefers big and aggressive bulls. Next up is err- a fish (I forgot the name). This fish uses spiral shells to make a harem that can hold up to 30 tiny females. The guy has to be big because he has to prevent other fishes from spawning their sperm onto his females' eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm I couldn't remember the order nor the exact animal presented but, I'll tell you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a pride of lions, the king of the jungle would do nothing except wait for dinner to be served. There are some occasions that he would do babysit the cubs. His role in his pride is not only to pass on his genes but to protect his cubs and his females from the bachelors - as the narrator calls them, from taking over the pride and from killing his offspring. He's not much of the father but at least he protects the cubs - well he better be because the female aren't keeping him around for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In humans, Swedish men do a lot of housework while Japanese men do the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female elephants send low frequency sounds telling the guys that she's in the mood for some loving. When the males began searching for this lovely song and found its source, the females  then encourage their suitors to fight so they could find the perfect father for their cubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahahahahahhaha... *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tasmanian devil is very brute because before mating occurs, the male must overpower the female, and then the male would be overly protective of his female to the extent that he doesn't allow her to go out to feed. Soon however the female will have to fight back and drive the male out so she could eat and prefers raising the kids alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hyenas live in a matriarchal group. The males are ranked lower than the junior females. Also they only get to mate whenever the females feel like. The females are bigger than their male counterparts because they have more amounts of testosterone. Weird isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In human counterparts, when a man is in love, his testosterone level drops so he becomes more feminine. It's the other way around with a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naked mole rat queen would stress other females in her "kingdom" so they couldn't mate with the males and to eliminate rivalry. Her role is to breed, breed, breed. Her subjects takes very good care of her and her babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In humans, Cleopatra is a good analogy because in order for her to stay on her throne, she has to have a husband - and just any other husband, he should come from the royal family. So what she did was she married her younger brother and later this young pharaoh of hers is pushed into the background so she could be in the "lime light". Her brother then would mysteriously disappear and she would marry her other younger brother. Eww talk about incest blood sister to blood brother. Hahaha that's how it was in the ancient Egyptian royalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female praying mantis eats her mate right after mating so she could have heathly children.  Not to mention the female is bigger than her mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh dear I'm about to announce the top specie but I forgot one more animal to complete the top 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cream of the crop is *drum roll* the female whiptail lizard. Why this lizard brought its male counterparts to extinction!! These females reproduce by faking mating by which a female mounts on to another female to stimulate egg reproduction. The hatchlings are exact copies of their mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwwwwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In humans, it is obviously known to all that the y chromosoome is smaller than the x chromosome and in the gene count, the x has 1500 genes while the y has only a mere 78 genes. According to scientist, the y chromosome could have been as big as the x chromosome but as years go by, it shrinks. They predict that some 125,000 years later, if the y chromosome continues shrinking POOF! Good bye boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahhahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys, you better watch out! Whahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15608242-116221469541513881?l=silent-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/116221469541513881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15608242&amp;postID=116221469541513881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116221469541513881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15608242/posts/default/116221469541513881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-dawn.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-extreme-battle-of-sexes.html' title='The Most Extreme: Battle of the Sexes'/><author><name>Aishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00757859530709670067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg1rybyUmQ0/SfMuKT-sPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iDHUO-9UabA/S220/Solo+pic+ko+lang+naman+sa+harap+ng+salamin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15608242.post-116204929793272071</id><published>2006-10-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T08:06:22.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butaan: The Lost Dragon of the Philippines</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought that the Komodo Dragon's cousin is found in my very own country in the island of Polilio? As I was watching Animal Planet, I never thought that Philippines would be featured. I would have to thank Daniel Bennit for his pursuit of searching for the dragon's vegetarian cousin. That's right the dragon's cousin is a vegetarian, it eats Pandan fruit - or in the show it's Pandana (I still think they got it wrong because here in the Philippines we have Pandan and I havent' heard of Pandana so does my mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely creature is an endangered specie- obviously because it has been a craze and a prize for reptile collectors. Sadly, a mere shock due to new environment kills the gentle dragon. Butaan lives in Pandan palms and according to Animal Planet, it is a keystone to the success of the ecosystem in Polilio. Isn't that nice? Daniel Bennit has been researching the Butaan for six years and his dream of filming the dragon- for the first time came to a realization. The one he filmed was a juvenille for it was smaller than its adult counterparts. It is a very shy creature and is vigilant of its surroundings. The Butaan loves Pandan, and it eats the fruit with ease (if you've seen the Pandan/Pandana's fruit, you'll understand why). The dragon is the palm's agent of dispersion, for from its dung pandan seed can be found and when these seeds grow the spotted(?) gecko will have a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary made me proud of my country but on one hand it didn't because of the terrible truth that I have to accept. There's a law that forbids animal poching(?) but as the documentary said, that law is rarely enforced. 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