<?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-888328881485905925</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:56:10.311+08:00</updated><category term='concern'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='infuriated'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='trippings'/><category term='victory'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='politics'/><category term='loss'/><category term='shock'/><category term='music'/><category term='nature'/><category term='event'/><category term='art'/><category term='grief'/><category term='school'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='typhoon'/><category term='conflicts'/><category term='pointless'/><category term='problems'/><category term='opinion'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='sports'/><category term='affection'/><category term='anger'/><category term='reality show'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='tv'/><category term='myself'/><category term='critic'/><category term='series'/><category term='relief'/><category term='amazement'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>blink and miss -it-`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1718998058439802348</id><published>2009-05-21T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:05:10.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Kris wins in the American Idol!</title><content type='html'>It's just surprising for me to see that Kris won the American Idol season since my friends and I predict that Adam will win the show! I know that both of them are creative: Adam is keeping the audience always surprised by giving a twist to every song he sings while Kris captures the audience through his melodramatic style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about edge. Adam Lambert have already started performing through a lot of people at the age of 10, if I'm not mistaken. He loves theater and when you are that kind of artist, you definitely got versatility! On the other hand, Kris keeps the girls swooning over because of his piano and guitar-playing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the reason why, I think Kris won--because of the fanbase! I do respect him for the artistry and creativity that he brings to the show and to every song he sings but for me and my friends and to a lot of people I know, Adam's the one who's more appealing to us! Probably because of that 'IT' attitude when he sings rock! Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, congratulations to Kris for being the American Idol this season! Still, Adam, being in the finals, is already a winner! (Pardon me for keeping on insisting about Adam!) ha ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1718998058439802348?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1718998058439802348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1718998058439802348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1718998058439802348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1718998058439802348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-wins.html' title='Kris wins in the American Idol!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1020419516379634566</id><published>2009-03-29T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:05:09.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Sc501pvBEXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y_3U92Xh5C4/s1600-h/3271594370_147ee3558e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Sc501pvBEXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y_3U92Xh5C4/s400/3271594370_147ee3558e_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318316675056079218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1020419516379634566?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1020419516379634566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1020419516379634566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1020419516379634566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1020419516379634566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Sc501pvBEXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y_3U92Xh5C4/s72-c/3271594370_147ee3558e_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4919486994214611667</id><published>2009-03-24T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:24:19.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><title type='text'>Going gaga over FRANCO!</title><content type='html'>ha ha ha! Whenever I'm at room, I will always turn on the radio and tune in to NU107 just to cool my mood and to hear some of the greatest songs in the land. And when the jock plays 'Song for the Suspect' by Franco, I always increase the volume of the radio! ha ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have actually done that several times to other songs but I just want to give emphasis to Franco because right now, I have to say that I am playing his music for over 4 hours non-stop(since I turn on the computer)! It's not only just the 'Song for the Suspect' that I listen to repeatedly but also all the rest of his music such as Cast Away, Manipulator, and This Gathering to name a few. I have also looked at Gabby Alipe's multiply site just to see some of the photos from 'Franco' tour last year! I really love his music! It was like that of Urbandub's (considering they are from the same roots and probably having the same influence). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, you got to listen to their music. You will surely dig it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: If anyone of you would like to give me a present, a Franco record will do and will be highly appreciated ha ha ha! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4919486994214611667?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4919486994214611667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4919486994214611667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4919486994214611667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4919486994214611667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-gaga-over-franco.html' title='Going gaga over FRANCO!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6508292433192326836</id><published>2009-01-15T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:26:27.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Katy Perry, Katy Perry, Katy Perry!!!</title><content type='html'>After being on hiatus for like 4 months, it didn't cross my mind that I'll be back to write a post about the music video I saw from Katy Perry just minutes ago! The song was entitled ' Thinking of You'. I just would like to comment. Ha ha ha. I wasn't really into that kind of mushy songs but because of the excellent concept of the video, how fantastic the execution was, and the undeniable fact of how hot and stunning Perry is! After listening and watching to the video first time, it then made me realize that the lyrics were good and that I really like her! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6508292433192326836?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6508292433192326836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6508292433192326836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6508292433192326836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6508292433192326836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2009/01/katy-perry-katy-perry-katy-perry.html' title='Katy Perry, Katy Perry, Katy Perry!!!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7163650167173381681</id><published>2008-09-27T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:27:12.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>F1's Singapore Night Race</title><content type='html'>Singapore is the 18th and latest country included in the Formula 1 races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could wish to a genie, I will tell him to get me to Singapore by tomorrow so that I can watch the Formula 1 Singtel Singapore Grand Prix, which will feature the premier and much anticipated Night Race. Of course, I'll also tell him to bring my dad with me! Ha ha ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will also be the fourth to the last race to approach the driver's championship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felipe Massa took a comfortable pole position as he is only of a 1-point deficit, with 77, from top seed driver Lewis Hamilton, who has 78. Meanwhile, Robert Kubica is trailing from 64, while Kimi Raikkonen, who is also a Ferrari driver alike Massa, still has a lot to do with 57 points to defend his last year's title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want Kimi Raikkonen to win. If not, Lewis is just on the right spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7163650167173381681?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7163650167173381681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7163650167173381681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7163650167173381681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7163650167173381681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1s-singapore-night-race.html' title='F1&apos;s Singapore Night Race'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4482635675689445335</id><published>2008-09-23T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:58:30.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infuriated'/><title type='text'>Lost books! Aarrrghhh!</title><content type='html'>There is rampant stealing of books in our college recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath, Tina, Vera, and I rented a wooden locker to lessen our everyday luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning, I went to the third floor to get my book in Organizational Behavior. Surprised, I saw that the lock was broken and that our locker suddenly became spacious. So I thought my friends merely got most of their books but upon seeing them at the library, they informed me that some of their books are stolen. Vera was the most unfortunate for she just lost 3 of the important books we have for the semester namely Banking and Financial Mgt., which Kath and I also lost, Organizational Behavior, and Foundations of Finance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually warned by the CCSC (College of Commerce Student Council) to use a key lock but still we used the one which is accessed by pressing a 4-digit code. We know that we are held liable for the loss of our books but then again, does the person who got our books have conscience? Kindly pls. pls. pls. return them! Those five books are worth our lives given that finals is already nearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4482635675689445335?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4482635675689445335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4482635675689445335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4482635675689445335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4482635675689445335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/09/lost-books-aarrrghhh.html' title='Lost books! Aarrrghhh!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3538482619492275267</id><published>2008-06-04T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:32:01.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Movies, series, movies! ha ha!</title><content type='html'>Some of these are old films which I've bought in DVD before but have never watched. Now that it's vacation, there's a lot of available time to sit up, relax, and view these movies. So these are just some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ironman&lt;br /&gt;- What Happens in Vegas stays in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;- Little Man&lt;br /&gt;- Transamerica&lt;br /&gt;- Kill Bill &lt;br /&gt;- The Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;- Blades of Glory&lt;br /&gt;- P.S. I Love You&lt;br /&gt;- National Lampoon's Lost Reality 2&lt;br /&gt;- National Lampoon's Gold Diggers&lt;br /&gt;- National Lampoon's Dorm Daze&lt;br /&gt;- National Lampoon's Holiday Reunion&lt;br /&gt;- National Lampoon's Animal House&lt;br /&gt;- National Lampoon's Van Wilder&lt;br /&gt;- American Pie Beta House&lt;br /&gt;- Big Fish&lt;br /&gt;- Atonement&lt;br /&gt;- Everything is Illuminated&lt;br /&gt;- Sex and the City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not included in the list is CSI and CSI:Miami, to which I am watching every 2-4 hours of tuesdays-saturdays at Foxcrime! ha ha. I'm really hooked! What a couch potato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to watch Rendition, The Da Vinci Code (which was released few years back), Band of Brothers and Heroes (season 1) before classes resume or else I have to find time for these pleasures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3538482619492275267?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3538482619492275267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3538482619492275267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3538482619492275267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3538482619492275267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/06/movies-series-movies-ha-ha.html' title='Movies, series, movies! ha ha!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-8227943636496127380</id><published>2008-05-23T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:48:36.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Two Davids at the finals of American Idol (follow-up)</title><content type='html'>David Cook, with 56% mark from 93 million votes, has emerged victorious in the season 7 of American Idol. Kudos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-8227943636496127380?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/8227943636496127380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=8227943636496127380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8227943636496127380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8227943636496127380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-davids-at-finals-of-american-idol_23.html' title='Two Davids at the finals of American Idol (follow-up)'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-8280027820100900481</id><published>2008-05-15T19:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:30:32.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Two Davids at the finals of American Idol</title><content type='html'>The highly anticipated reality talent search competition in America has decided for their  final two. Syesha was out today so David Archuleta and David Cook will battle it out next week as to who will be the Americal Idol this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/SCwwr2dUtWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_xuUWLm_Hik/s1600-h/archuleta4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/SCwwr2dUtWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_xuUWLm_Hik/s200/archuleta4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200585199617095010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/SCwwsGdUtXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jYLpqBbLUSo/s1600-h/cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/SCwwsGdUtXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jYLpqBbLUSo/s200/cook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200585203912062322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will definitely be a superb competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be Archuleta, the young but talented artist who sings ballad or will it be Cook, the ambidextrous rockstar who drives women out of control?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-8280027820100900481?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/8280027820100900481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=8280027820100900481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8280027820100900481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8280027820100900481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-davids-at-finals-of-american-idol.html' title='Two Davids at the finals of American Idol'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/SCwwr2dUtWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_xuUWLm_Hik/s72-c/archuleta4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1409613581458612334</id><published>2008-04-11T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:19:26.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've last posted and I think I've already gone rusty in writing. Anyhow, it's my father's birthday so here is a shout out to him! ha ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday, pop!&lt;/blockquote&gt; And also to all other April birthday celebrants! he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last April 8 was the confirmation date for our majors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opted for Finance as my major but if given another chance, I would prefer to have BSBA in general. With that, I can have collective knowledge in courses being tackled in the program. Yet those who graduated with the BSBA degree would rather prefer to have a major. They say it would be better to have a program with a specialization because the principles that have been thought would be taken to a much much higher level with deeper perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite interested in Finance but I'm actually 50:25:25 on choosing it between economics and marketing. ha ha! My father wants me to choose it over other majors but he's not compelling me to. My mother on the other hand says either economics or finance is okay to her. Good thing that there's no conflict, so we all agreed up to Finance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1409613581458612334?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1409613581458612334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1409613581458612334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1409613581458612334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1409613581458612334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-to-may-father.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4638340873681280960</id><published>2008-03-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:59:47.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Demand for Truth</title><content type='html'>What do ethics say in the condition of our society today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people see that our government is filled with corruption. They see our president as a tool for corruption to which she was associated with jueteng scam, wiretapping, and the fertilizer scam. Before, she is also linked with the election fraud to which she apologized to the nation by merely stating “I am sorry.” in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there is Rodolfo “Jun” Lozada Jr., the whistle blower who exposed what he knew about the alleged kickbacks in the $329-million National Broadband Network (NBN) deal with China’s ZTE Corp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these fraudulent actions that are rampant in our government, how does the field of politics, religion, and also our people respond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics as we see is doing their part about the technicality of the situation. They are undergoing due process such as hearing in the senate but now, the battle arena over NBN shifts to Supreme Court. The Catholic Bishops Conference of the Philippines (CBCP) on the other hand, has released a statement telling their view about the situation and what should be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CBCP which is in its neutral state are sort of general in their statement that they didn’t directly account for the president to resign. What they want is to junk the EO 464 and allow former Socioeconomic Planning Secretary Romulo Neri and all summoned officials to testify in the inquiry on the broadband scandal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Lozada, if not for him, only a few would know about what is really happening in our government. He has awakened our people to search for truth. And recently, interfaith rallies are organized in various parts of the country especially in Makati. Even key political figures such as then presidents Joseph Estrada and Corazon Aquino, who is in full support of Lozada, join together in their search for truth and the call for Ms. Arroyo to resign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos are tired of tolerating corruption but not moral bankruptcy that’s why many are joining rallies and a lot of them, according to the organizers, are fresh faces- the youth, and the businessmen, who also seeks for the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some don’t want to stage rallies because they are exhausted by the recurring situations and nothing changes. Some don’t see themselves taking part in EDSA I and II anymore because they think that people power is not the solution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should not wait for that where violence and rage comes in because the worst thing would probably be when the military to become the final arbiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us seek the truth and so we have to be united in search for it. That is, the problem which is there is no unity yet. Many have their own opinions and beliefs about the situation. Some say that we should wait for 2010 to elect for a new leader but then again, in retrospect, we will just tolerate moral bankruptcy because if for that, it’s like we are okay of what is happening in our country today-full of fraud and delusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lozada, in his speech in a Mass for Truth at UST, said that a priest “close to the cardinals” had told him that he would have had “no problem” had Jaime Cardinal Sin--a moving force in the Edsa I and II People Power revolutions--been alive today (carried from the Inquirer issue Mar.3, 2008). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, one professor in the Ateneo once said, “You don’t wait. That’s not the stance. Actually, you should continue pushing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should see, judge, and act in the right way and be not indifferent to the present condition of our society. Let’s be aware of the situation deliberating every detail of it before getting involved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4638340873681280960?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4638340873681280960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4638340873681280960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4638340873681280960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4638340873681280960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/03/pressing-issue-demand-for-truth-in-nbn.html' title='Demand for Truth'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1893470393345418685</id><published>2008-03-01T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:30:42.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Febraury 29, '08</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (which was actually today in my entry) was leap year and a lot of things happen to add up to our history especially the interfaith rally held at Makati, organized by some of our former political leaders who are against the Arroyo Administration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pucha&lt;/em&gt; My friend Hazel and I waited two hours at lawton just to ride a bus. Ugh! Too bad, I wasn't able to watch the news for I was very exhausted when I got home and had fallen asleep easily. I really don't go for the manipulative biatch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1893470393345418685?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1893470393345418685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1893470393345418685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1893470393345418685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1893470393345418685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/02/febraury-29-08.html' title='Febraury 29, &apos;08'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4441353745557152934</id><published>2008-01-28T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T01:26:13.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><title type='text'>My Über bad week.</title><content type='html'>Last week, all of my close friends in our block got problems. Some are little worries while some are huge emotional problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I got none but little did I know that as the week closes, problem of mine was just starting. First was the shallowest of them all- I left my cellphone at home and before I realize it, I already paid the fare at the puv I rode. Second was I was sort of ignored by someone whom until now I like so much . Then it was all narrowing to the one thing I thought I will never encounter until the time I got to be liable for a material stuff which was worth 13K (12K when I browsed for it) as the owner say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us in the room borrowed that Palm T|X of my blockmate. Then last friday lunch, we had an absent professor due to an emergency meeting. I got bored so I borrow the Palm of my blockmate to play solitaire again. The owner then went near España gate to check on her sister's USTET result. But after some time, I, also, was asked by my close friends to go downstairs to eat.I left the PDA on top of the pile of handouts on my desk. I brought nothing but my money and my handkerchief. Shortly after 20 minutes, we then went to the room and the owner was looking for it. I knew for all that it was there so I calmly tried to search for it but to my surprise it was gone! I dropped everything in my bag just to find it but I knew prior to that it wasn't there for I was sure it was on the desk before I left to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be subdued as possible but my efforts to search for it didn't pay off. My classmates knew something was wrong so I told them about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of them feel it wasn't my fault that I left it there for I was trusting them for the valuable (which I actually borrowed). Different reactions and suggestions were given as to how we were going to solve the problem for I was the one actually held liable but they suggested a lot of solutions to ease the burden I feel inside. They comforted and symphatized me. I really did appreciate them- all the concern, empathy, and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They knew bad luck was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if 'year of the horse' has something to do with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blockmate just ask me to replace the stuff for 10K. hu hu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it happened for a reason but that reason I still can't grasp. One thing's for sure: Many of us now will realize that we really need to take good care of our valuables.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4441353745557152934?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4441353745557152934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4441353745557152934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4441353745557152934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4441353745557152934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-ber-bad-week.html' title='My Über bad week.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-5067913564559794073</id><published>2008-01-13T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T18:52:18.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Amazing Faith</title><content type='html'>Last January 9, we had no classes for it is the celebration of the 401st feast of the Black Nazarene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An estimate of 2.6M devotees gathered at Plaza Miranda and along the streets of Quiapo to come into procession. It was believed that by holding the statue or the long rope tied from the vehicle bearing the blessed Nazarene, your hopeful prayers will be answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devotees for years have observed that this was the feast were most number of people have gathered expecting to hold the long rope in the hope of receiving an aid from the Black Nazarene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was said that more and more people will come each year because "life is getting harder". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only negative thing is that casualties also grow in number. It's inevitable especially when surrounded by a sea of devotees like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was amazing to see all these people swarm to touch the blessed Nazareno itself or the long rope. Even an OFW flew back to his home, and other Filipinos across the country in order to grope the Nazareno. Also, Manny Pacquiao asked for the benevolence of Nazareno for one of his bouts. A person was tasked by his chief aide to wipe the towel through the Nazareno for his first fight against Morales. Pacquiao won the fight. He believed to the Nazareno and the blessings was gifted to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can actually question their faith-one's faith. There is no explanation needed to support it. It is one's feeling, one's trust, and one's belief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-5067913564559794073?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/5067913564559794073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=5067913564559794073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5067913564559794073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5067913564559794073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing-faith.html' title='Amazing Faith'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-2911519686337119353</id><published>2007-12-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T23:12:16.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It's so sad that I wasn't able to complete the &lt;em&gt;Simbang Gabi&lt;/em&gt; for three years in a row already. =( In my first year of attending the 9-day mass, I missed the first day but still continue to attend the rest eight days, then in my second year, I missed the seventh day due to my allergy attack. And this year, hoping that I will be able to finish it to the end, still, I missed the fourth and seventh day mass just because of not being able to wake up on time. My bad. Hu hu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's still a chance! I just have to wait again for another year to pass! Goodness! ha ha! Maybe the solution might just be not sleeping at all! (or sleeping really early) ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! GOD BLESS AND ENJOY! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-2911519686337119353?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/2911519686337119353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=2911519686337119353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2911519686337119353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2911519686337119353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3240797766251673516</id><published>2007-12-02T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:28:45.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC</title><content type='html'>Today is World AIDS day. Every year, people infected with HIV rise in number. We know that liberated teens are ready to explore the world that's why they are also participating in the growing number of people getting the disease. One of the oddest things I've heard was in Brasil, individuals at the age of 12 are already engaging in, or let's just say trying sex. In America, it is said that black men are six times more likely than white men to contract HIV, and black women are twenty times more likely to acquire the virus compared to white women. What about in Asia-- in the Philippines? My point is, whatever the statistics is, have safe sex! Remember the ABCs-&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;bstain, &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;e faithful and use &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ondoms. I know we can't eradicate the whole HIV and AIDS thing but we can help minimize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://health.yahoo.com/news/healthday/moreyoungamericansarecontractinghiv.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3240797766251673516?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3240797766251673516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3240797766251673516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3240797766251673516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3240797766251673516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/12/abc.html' title='ABC'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-8564193529664078628</id><published>2007-12-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:22:38.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In retaliation and turmoil</title><content type='html'>Just recently, Trillanes again made his way to a Makati Hotel, not in Oakwood anymore but in Manila Peninsula this time. Because of his rebellious personality, it was not surprising for people to see him do that yet it seemed like more of a repeat of what he did a few years back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving the Makati Regional Trial Court, they made a political rally along the walks of Ayala. He and his cohorts encouraged every individual they see to come together with them for this is the time for "change"--to put down the Arroyo administration, particularly the president herself. They ended up at Manila Peninsula after a few hours to which the media, police officers, troops, almost cordonned the hotel. Tear gas was released at the second floor of the hotel making everyone frightened of the situation, especially the hotel guests and crew. Events were almost hold up. Considering the time element, they would definitely want to end this thing up a.s.a.p. before anything perilous could happen. And so they were all in a shock when the tank rammed its way through the lobby of the hotel trying to end the chaos brought by Trillanes IV, the senator, and his Magdalo group.Tension arose between the different parties concerned--media, officers, troops, as each of them want to contain everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spokespersons announced that from 12midnight-5am there will be a curfew in the Metropolis, region 3 and region 4A. But it just caused annoyance to night shift workers and to some who are planning gimmicks for the night as it is Bonifacio holiday the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed opinions were brought up because of this. For some it is very untimely for Trillanes to do this kind of act, thinking he can encourage everyone to go with the political rally and repeat the history of martial law. But what he thought didn't happen. It's almost Christmas time and half of his group didn't join him for they regarded the endpoint of this-- that they will again face the force of the law and they don't want to celebrate Christmas worrying about their own families. But again, it is one brave act for Trillanes. I salute him for that (but I don't think violence is an option). For Senator Miriam Defensor Santiago, she says, "It was completely different when he was a mere lieutenant, but now he's a senator".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-8564193529664078628?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/8564193529664078628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=8564193529664078628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8564193529664078628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8564193529664078628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-retaliation-and-turmoil.html' title='In retaliation and turmoil'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7105927549294457539</id><published>2007-11-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:32:01.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><title type='text'>Depressing.</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, I've been watching the news and there's this 11-year old girl who caught everyone's attention. A girl who took suicide because of the poverty and hunger she is experiencing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the major cause of suicide? The answer: Depression which is often undiagnosed and untreated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who did the act can't go to school primarily because of financial reasons.  She is really unhappy about their situation yet can't do anything about it because for a normal kid like her, it is actually not her job to find the resources needed for her schooling, it is her parent's. Practically speaking, because of the poverty, her parents prioritized the basic needs which is food and shelter. After the incident, it is discovered that she have kept a diary of her accounting the story of her grief which was discovered after the suicide took place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after hearing the news on television, a lot of people donated some goods but everything is too late-the girl's life is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really have to be informed of this kind of event where an innocent life has to be sacrificed before we make an act? Is it worth the life of the kid? This actually appalled me and the many but this should wake the society so that we won't get to see more of this depressing situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7105927549294457539?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7105927549294457539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7105927549294457539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7105927549294457539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7105927549294457539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/11/depressing.html' title='Depressing.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6997098993870476038</id><published>2007-11-08T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:42:09.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><title type='text'>No, not again.</title><content type='html'>Oh, for the next meetings, I can't afford what I did today which is to come 1hr late to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up 6:20am when the orientation for my pe class is supposed to be 7am! (Good thing, it's only orientation and I have two of my classmates who attended it.) I left the house 6:50am and got to school by 8 in the morning! Definitely, the orientation is finished when I came and I was absent for two hours, I think, because the class is from 7-9 not considering that the orientation is only for 30mins! And for that, I only have five hours to get an FA on that class! (This also happened to me last semester when my PE was table tennis) TG, it's already done because I don't want to deal with that tormenting prof anymore! ha ha, But again, there are still a lot of pe meetings left for the rest of the 2nd semester! Good luck to me! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6997098993870476038?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6997098993870476038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6997098993870476038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6997098993870476038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6997098993870476038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-not-again.html' title='No, not again.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4758222264551474515</id><published>2007-10-19T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T02:37:04.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Approach to Weight Loss</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;Practice eating small meals frequently to prevent overeating and unnecessary snacking at the end og the day. It is not when we eat that causes weight gain, but how much and what we consume during the day. It does not matter if we eat after 6 p.m. We have different schedules and sleep at different hours. Eat your last meal for the day three hours before you sleep&lt;/em&gt;" -quoted from Mitch Felipe, Philippine Daily Inquirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across the Lifestyle section of the Philippine Daily Inquirer, dated last October 16, 2007, and Mitch Felipe, a contributor, talked about the Lifestyle approach to weight loss. That is, eat what you like. Freedom in discovering your own healthy diet is more effective long-term than following a fad diet. And, listen to your body. Pay attention to your body and eat when you are hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I post such entry on weight loss? Because whenever I'm with my friends especially Gracia (no offense ;) ) , who always starts to be conscious of her physique and says she is on a diet every time we eat. She cuts on eating carbohydrates but consume more high-calorie sweets not knowing that she would experience weight gain and weight fluctuations. Plus, if she reduce carbs on her diet such as rice, pasta, or bread, it will make her surely lack energy to exercise to burn more calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why lessen eating on your favorite hamburger and sizzling meals? You can still eat more small meals often during the day rather than skip meals to prevent you from overeating! Besides, you are to enjoy your favorite food without fretting too much if you are to gain weight! But remember to eat healthy and in moderation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4758222264551474515?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4758222264551474515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4758222264551474515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4758222264551474515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4758222264551474515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/10/approach-to-weight-loss.html' title='Approach to Weight Loss'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1027040090616114731</id><published>2007-09-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:09:34.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Epidemic</title><content type='html'>Oh, it's been more than a week that I had a cough and there has been an epidemic since in our home, classroom, pe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I am the one who passed the virus to my seatmate, then next to that, others have cough and colds the next few days. Am I the culprit? Nah. it's really due to the untimely changing of the weather. The fast shifting from hot sunny day to a rainy afternoon- that brought the epidemic- the abnormality of the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we'll experience the coldness that the Christmas season is to bring- for there's already a countdown for anticipation of the birth of Jesus Christ in other local channels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, happy bday dear brother! Enjoy! Muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1027040090616114731?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1027040090616114731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1027040090616114731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1027040090616114731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1027040090616114731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/09/epidemic.html' title='Epidemic'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-328534769432978204</id><published>2007-09-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:48:14.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Debbie, Mark, Jeffy, and I, still, have not yet taken the CompLab prelim exam which we are supposed to take last week. I think it was postponed for three times already. Nice. We don't actually feel like taking it anymore just for the sake of the completion of requirements! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm looking at the calendar, I want the days to pass a little bit faster so we'll have sembreak. The reason:to rest, of course, read some books I've borrowed and bought, meet my long-time unseen friends (lol)--I really miss them, and watch another series, dvd marathon! woohoo! I just came across studio23 hours before this post, and have watched the 'Every Moment Counts' episode to which Jeffrey Dean Morgan hosted the highlighted moments of each of the characters on those three seasons. I can't wait for some break to watch another series continuously as if there's no class for tomorrow. I don't want to cut class because of staying up all night watching dvds, although I love it, just like what happened when I finished Desperate Housewives. Whew! Besides, I think I can still control myself from seeing the full series since I've lend it to my classmate. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-328534769432978204?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/328534769432978204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=328534769432978204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/328534769432978204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/328534769432978204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/09/debbie-mark-jeffy-and-i-still-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-5127530120971168101</id><published>2007-08-27T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T18:16:17.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trippings'/><title type='text'>MMPP</title><content type='html'>One down, a lot more to go! The Mr. and Ms. Pre-Com Personality was finally over, held last August 25, 2007, and the Dept. Head congratulated those who have worked hard for a job well done. ;) For pictures, just check 'zz multiply' link.  Btw, our classmate was one of the top 8 finalists and our former classmate, Janbee, have won the Mr. Pre-Com 2007 title. Cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another event tomorrow! back to back! whew! Good luck to the Pre-Com Soc, for the biggest event, the General Assembly (GA), as they say, is to be held tomorrow, on 1-5pm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot! We still have prelim exam tom, 12-1 for the stressing CompLec professor and another exam for the CompLab, which Mark, Jepi, Debbie and I have missed last saturday because of the event. Good Luck to that also. &lt;em&gt;Ang&lt;/em&gt;Hell week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-5127530120971168101?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/5127530120971168101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=5127530120971168101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5127530120971168101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5127530120971168101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/08/mmpp.html' title='MMPP'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-2378963708041969129</id><published>2007-08-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:28:24.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><title type='text'>Prelims, again?</title><content type='html'>Lol. After the long weekend which is tantamount to 6 days, I think, then comes the 2nd week of preliminary exams. Good Luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a week of cancellation of classes due to the supertyphoon, Egay. But nothing productive happened to me except finishing the season 3 of Desperate Housewives series last thursday, around 8 in the morning. I can't resist the feeling of wanting to finish it right there and then, after watching the first two seasons for barely 7 days in two weeks. Last two weeks, I was late, not actually late, I cut class because I didn't make it on time. The reason, I slept at 4 in the morning watching all night season 2. Extreme addiction, is it? I don't think so. I just looooove the series-- good portrayal of a typical neigborhood where some secrets can't help but unravel, smart script where I can laugh my ass off especially when Zach Young made a song to Gabrielle Solis (Eva Longoria) at season 3 which, up to now, when I think of it, I still laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, the season will be soon showing at Star World. Watch it, guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-2378963708041969129?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/2378963708041969129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=2378963708041969129' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2378963708041969129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2378963708041969129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/08/prelims-again.html' title='Prelims, again?'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7339701851005043152</id><published>2007-08-05T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:00:37.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>After weeks of a without-dial-tone-phone... hate it! No surfing the net, no phone calls, everything is weak without the phone. Everyone's supposed to have good service from their respective network, but what can I say, almost two weeks of having no phone line, dumb ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's done already, this is gibberish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waxing or threading? Any of the two will hurt but most say that threading will hurt more than wax. Just recently, I had my first time threading my moustache. I must admit that I'm a bit scared but Ate Lorna, the woman who did the threading made me feel relaxed. She tried waxing my hair on the upper lip but the hair wasn't removed for it was too thin, so no choice but to thread. It made me cry when we're in the middle of the process (as if it's a huge operation), lol. But Ate was funny and made me giggle a little. We chat while she's doing the threading and the feeling of hurt was diminishing. And finally, the result was a smooth feeling on the upper lip and having my brother not teasing me. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7339701851005043152?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7339701851005043152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7339701851005043152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7339701851005043152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7339701851005043152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-weeks-of-without-dial-tone-phone.html' title='First time'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7858711365133643023</id><published>2007-07-20T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T00:50:50.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflicts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the day of my pe(7am). I woke up almost 6am and the first word I said, I already forgot. I don't know if it's shoot/shit. I took a bath for barely 5mins and straight to getting dressed. Of course, that less than an hour trip won't do because wednesday is Baclaran day and if I leave the house at already past 6, rush hour already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I am late, 30mins late! And to the very extent of my imagination- oh so unlucky to be the first batch to be called by Ma'am Atienza to take the practical test. I'll just make it good the next time and I'll sleep really early for me to also wake up early. (Yesterday, it only took me 3hrs of sleep that's why I didn't even hear the alarms.) There's only 3hrs or 4hrs(not so sure) left to get an FA grade, I won't maximize my absences and my being late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I felt resentful to myself because of some things I did before. I thought of the word 'karma' or is it just natural for it to happen? I don't know but I think it's my shallowness, my weakness, my inconsistency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7858711365133643023?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7858711365133643023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7858711365133643023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7858711365133643023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7858711365133643023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3881049357316632824</id><published>2007-07-08T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:02:34.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Useless effort</title><content type='html'>Our effort of buying tickets for the opening of the UAAP Season 70, in which our school to host, was useless. The ticket was more expensive than usual because of the so-called package those in-charge people have said. They have included a shirt with the ticket to which they have said that you will save a dime on it. Our money and effort for buying tickets were wasted. We were one of the hapless students who didn't get to watch the game at the Araneta due to hesitation to cut class for our BA/management(2-3pm) for there will be a test-first test. We don't want to sacrifice it because one of our company is the newly President-elect of the class(he'll get the blame when asked why is he absent), I just cut class in that subject last two weeks, plus it will be hard to make up for a missed exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing, we still managed to watch the opening through the television at the lobby entrance-the Salinggawi Dance Troupe who showcased their talents with kids was cute. The concept was good. After the exam, Emman and I go straight to Araneta to see if we can still catch up the final minutes of the UP-DLSU game but it was just impossible because of heavy traffic in Cubao. I just meet up as planned with Carmel and Bebs then went to sharlene's debut. We should have just sold our tickets to Lyka or to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are still to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3881049357316632824?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3881049357316632824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3881049357316632824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3881049357316632824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3881049357316632824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/07/useless-effort.html' title='Useless effort'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6342142032136458433</id><published>2007-07-02T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:46:43.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Hapag ng Pag-asa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RokF52OsaPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jVhKWDqXwg4/s1600-h/P7021006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082600145832143090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RokF52OsaPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jVhKWDqXwg4/s200/P7021006.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RokF5WOsaOI/AAAAAAAAADs/XCsRjjZASGs/s1600-h/P7021004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082600137242208482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="168" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RokF5WOsaOI/AAAAAAAAADs/XCsRjjZASGs/s200/P7021004.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082600150127110402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="212" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RokF6GOsaQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9AH7Z_ENESA/s200/P7020994.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;From left to right: cover of the book written by the painter himself, the two facing pages of the painting in the book, my blockmates and I with Joey Velasco himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;We watched a video exhibiting the obra of Joey A. Velasco, "Hapag ng Pag-asa" (Table of Hope) Oil on Canvas painting at the Beato building, at our theology class at which all of us was inspired by him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;The kids in the canvas depict the reality of the other side of life. What struck me most is Joyce (second on the table from the left) who got pregnant at the age of fourteen ang an unknown bony Sudan boy (kid beneath the table) who is struggling eating. When I've seen his picture, I almost shivered. And it is said that the one who took his photo didn't resist seeing the picture and died three months after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Joey Valasco was actually not a painter. He's just discovered his painting skills by April of 2005 realizing that it was his passion - to be an instrument for most of the people to see what's beyond the picture - the hunger, wound and the brokenness that these kids feel which is reality. Seeing all his works, it makes you feel how fortunate and blessed you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6342142032136458433?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6342142032136458433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6342142032136458433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6342142032136458433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6342142032136458433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/07/hapag-ng-pag-asa.html' title='Hapag ng Pag-asa'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RokF52OsaPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jVhKWDqXwg4/s72-c/P7021006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1039002829587395645</id><published>2007-06-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T02:05:03.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Candy is my tranquilizer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Almost every after meal, I eat candy. My friends say I eat a lot maybe because I'm used to getting my stomach full every time I eat. Then, I feel nauseous. That's what happens to me every meal. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At Fete, I didn't feel good at first because of the drizzle combined with my perspiration, I felt uneasy. I thought I was going to faint and so while walking I hold Lyka's arms a bit tight just to balance myself. Thank you lyka and sorry, too. (&lt;em&gt;Lam ko alam mo na kung ano yun. he he&lt;/em&gt;!) We sat at the bench beside Max's, Christian (San Jose) moved away from me when I grab a plastic and made a vomiting sound.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;As the best immediate resort, I grab a candy. &lt;em&gt;Buti na lang may kendi agad ako sa bulsa at may kendi rin na tinitinda sa katabi namin kung sakaling wala man akong kendi. &lt;/em&gt;Ha ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was my first time to go at Fete de la Musique to which Cielo and Christian (Arafol) invited me. It was alota fun--the graceful move of Sinosikat vocalist, the diksynaryo lyrics by the Chongkeys, the lively and dancing sound of the Skabeche and Chicosci, which stood as the substitute for water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1039002829587395645?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1039002829587395645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1039002829587395645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1039002829587395645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1039002829587395645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/06/candy-is-my-tranquilizer.html' title='Candy is my tranquilizer.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6945978513634994756</id><published>2007-06-15T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:11:53.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Does your name begin with: M?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got this from a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does your name begin with: M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You may appear innocent, unassuming and shy; but we know thatAppearancescan lie. When it comes to sex, you are no novice but something of askilledtechnician. You can easily go to extremes, though h, running the gamutfrominsatiability to boredom with the whole idea of love. You can be highlycritical of you mate, seeking perfection in both of you. It is not easytofind someone who can meet your standards. You have difficulty expressingemotions and drawing close to lovers. You are often selfish, thinkingyouare always right no matter what. You never give in. Winning is yourprimedesire- at any cost. You often forget friends and family and you liveforthe moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6945978513634994756?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6945978513634994756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6945978513634994756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6945978513634994756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6945978513634994756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/06/does-your-name-begin-with-m.html' title='Does your name begin with: M?'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-833980347735174418</id><published>2007-06-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:30:58.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>On the twelfth of June.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;***Independence Day is not for me. When I'm down to you, I feel so .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's the line that pops out my mind when I hear Independence Day. Actually, the line above was part of the chorus from one of the songs by Barbie Almalbis. I only heard the song once from a music channel a year ago I think and, for me, it's easy to go with the song. Anyway, this day is a time to commemorate for our National Heroes who fight for our liberty many years ago and especially for being Filipino and proud for that given freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it seems today that this freedom especially the freedom of expression is no longer visible to the Filipino people. Many journalists, supporters had been killed in connection with this year's election. Don't they have the right to express their abhorrence or even just their own opinions to leaders of our country. 2007 Elections have really made this country even more chaotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakit Baliktad Magbasa ng Libro ang Mga Pilipino? &lt;/em&gt;A book by the famous Bob Ong which entails a lot of our customs, traditions, our funny ways, and more importantly is for us to feel that no matter where we are or what we do, we are still Filipino in blood (literally) and in heart. wee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-833980347735174418?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/833980347735174418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=833980347735174418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/833980347735174418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/833980347735174418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-twelfth-of-june.html' title='On the twelfth of June.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6334529299647695355</id><published>2007-06-07T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:34:34.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critic'/><title type='text'>The Pursuit of Happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***Don't ever let somebody tell you 'you can't do something'. Not even me. You got a dream, you gotta protect it. People can't do something themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want something, go get it! Period. -&lt;em&gt;Chris Gardner (Will Smith)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This movie have helped me to see all the blessings that I have and not put it to waste-t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;o give quality time to my family and one most important thing this movie reminded me of is not to spend money lavishly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The protagonist Chris Gardner (Will Smith), have struggled all his life to give his son Christopher (Jaden Smith) a better life. Everyday, they are forced to look for a shelter because Chris has no stable job. His only opportunity to earn money is to sell the bone scanners which he soon finds just a luxury to the doctors. Until one day, he met this executive guy at a business firm going on a break and asks him what it pays to be a stockbroker. When he finds the answer, he then makes this as his determination to find a way for that kind of job. With patience, hard work, prayer, determination, combined with luck and a good sense of connection to people, he lands to his dream job as a stockbroker. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6334529299647695355?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6334529299647695355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6334529299647695355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6334529299647695355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6334529299647695355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/06/pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='The Pursuit of Happyness'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6515391648466725072</id><published>2007-05-26T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:37:30.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Quoted Trillanes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;***If I'm destined to become a senator, no matter what they do they can't stop me. On the other hand, if I'm not destined to become a senator, no matter what I do I can't make it. -&lt;em&gt;Lt. Sr. Grade Antonio Trillanes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's amazing to see Trillanes on the Magic 12 without even him campaigning before the election proper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He was a militant who became notorious because of that Oakwood Mutiny and was then put into prison. In this 2007 El&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ections, he still run despite being behind bars. He was so strong in his statement that he doesn't want how the Administration is dominating our Government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;May 14, 2007 came. Ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ght after, the canvassing and quick count happen. A lot wondered how he cast the Magic 12 but most of the ru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nning candidates and political analyst say that most of the votes for him was an election protest. It's because eventhough he was not seen campaigning along with the Genuine Opposition (GO), he still manage to be in the Magic 12. Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;s platform weren't clearly depicted as said by some critics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Only few more days and the counting is yet to be closed. Let's see if he's going to make it. Good luck, then. Our Philippines has already been brought to shambles and cheating has been rampant. This was the most obscene election as seen by many. And for those to be in the Magic 12, make sure you're going to do good for your country, not just any other corruption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6515391648466725072?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6515391648466725072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6515391648466725072' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6515391648466725072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6515391648466725072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/quoted-trillanes.html' title='Quoted Trillanes.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4170284117696507168</id><published>2007-05-23T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:35:30.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Tagged??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually got this from Cielo, but recently, I've seen on Arvin's post that i'm also tagged by him.. Hmm. Anyway, here's how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instructions:Each player of this game starts with 6 weird things about you (him/herself?). People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged in their comments and tell them to read your blog. No tagbacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;I'm easily tickled especially on the neck. &lt;/strong&gt;I don't know the reason, the ticklish sensation just pops out when I'm touched suddenly. My brother told me to practice holding my neck on my own but I can't withstand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt; I almost can't live without tissue.&lt;/strong&gt; I know everybody can't live without their cellphone on their hands, but me-- I just left my cellphone at our house the other day without having second thoughts of going back. (Maybe because it's vacation&lt;em&gt;, pag pasukan na di na siguro kaya. &lt;/em&gt;Lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. I have this &lt;strong&gt;sort of 'weird' question&lt;/strong&gt;, which should not actually be asked, that only Carmel and I understands. And I told myself that at the time I find the answer, &lt;em&gt;pwede na kong mamatay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;I always want to do a lot of things but I can't!?.&lt;/strong&gt; Whenever there are classes, I told myself to do this on vacation. Now, it's already vacation, I, still haven't accomplished anything. Some of those, are to read books, watch the complete first two seasons of grey's anatomy, and watch the DVDs I bought five months ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. When I was a kid, &lt;strong&gt;I don't like others taking picture of me&lt;/strong&gt; until today. Camera shy? Maybe. And whenever that happens, I would cry to the top of my voice. I remember my cousin took a shot of me and the picture was like-- my cheeks was filled with tears &lt;em&gt;at bungi pa yung mga ngipin ko sa harap. Bwahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. &lt;/em&gt;My last would be &lt;strong&gt;making uncertain choices or 50:50 decisions&lt;/strong&gt;. This one's not actually a weird thing because if there will be a category of moments I hate myself, it's this. The '&lt;em&gt;kahit saan' &lt;/em&gt;answer when asked where to go by friends or my brother, and the &lt;em&gt;'bahala na&lt;/em&gt;' or &lt;em&gt;'bahala na si batman' &lt;/em&gt;habit that most of us say. (This number is related to Arvin's number three on weird things.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, I'm tagging Emman, Irene, Jane, Josiah, Marvin, Xtian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4170284117696507168?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4170284117696507168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4170284117696507168' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4170284117696507168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4170284117696507168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged??'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7477326497924132490</id><published>2007-05-23T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:32:45.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>A Lot of Thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(20.05.07) Aww, another year has passed, and now I'm a year younger, lol. &lt;em&gt;parang di ko kasi feel na tumanda ako. &lt;/em&gt;ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who've helped me grow and made me what I am now. The blessings--countless. (Showbiz line-and also a cliche. Lol. But it's definitely true.) My parents, if not for them, I'm not here. To Him, especially, if not for Him, my parents, people I treasure and so am I, won't be here. My friends, all the experiences we've been together, I wouldn't forget a single bit of it. Most recently, while laughing our asses out on playing cards--123 PASSSSSSSS!!! Gracia has just run out of breath because of her burst of laughter. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a simple way of being grateful, here's my simple way of Thank You! muah muah muah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Sana speech na lang ata. &lt;/em&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7477326497924132490?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7477326497924132490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7477326497924132490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7477326497924132490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7477326497924132490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/lot-of-thanks.html' title='A Lot of Thanks.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6060286865976690018</id><published>2007-05-12T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:27:25.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Strange Call.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;Lalaki ka ba???!&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever experience entering the wrong door? The restroom door specifically. Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching 'Rock Da Vote', my cousin and I then decided to eat after because it run for roughly two hours and thirty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the story goes like this: He orders food at the counter and so I wait at the table until he's done. Wanting to wash my hands and pee, I went to the wash area. Usually, near the area is where you will see the comfort room for men and women. But to my dismay, what sign I only see at the left side of the wash area is the one for men with the dysfuntional sign also beside it. Where's the restroom for women, or is it unisex? Nah. Wrong to think its unisex because there's the men sign. I just wash my hands and go back to our table. My cousin also did what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then eat-eat-eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm really talking about. Enough with everything, I'm going to tell you the main part of this post. Wanting to pee after being full, I then go back to see if there's any comfort room for the women but I don't see any so I just enter the one I've seen. There are two urinals and one room for those who want discharge their excrement. Strange rest room for women, isn't it? But I can't take it, I pee, of course not on the urinal, ---and then poof, two men enter having their dialogue, then singing will taking their moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What runs in my mind is "Are you gay?" Lol. (But I think, for many, it's just natural if you think you and your company are the only one inside the room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't leave the room thinking that I will see their lovely penis right in front of my very innocent eyes. Lol. My heart's thumping, and I wait for them to leave. Rushing through the door, I suddenly bump to a man who opened it. He says sorry with intense wonder looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I was humiliated with some people looking also to me while going to our table, my cousin, with big eyes, asking me in a soft hush hush voice, &lt;em&gt;"Lalaki ka ba&lt;/em&gt;?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a tomboy, on the next table looks at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't control yourself, you'll just think that you "NEED" to do your thing and pee, rather than look wet on your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time: Don't go to a restroom with a sign really for men. (BTW, the restroom for women is just located at the right side of the wash area. The reason I didn't notice it is because the lights are already turned of on that section. Palusot. Ha ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: My cousin also went on the wrong restroom before, that of women's. With great marvel, he says, "&lt;em&gt;Wow ang ganda&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;em&gt;Yun pala maling room din siya dati. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6060286865976690018?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6060286865976690018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6060286865976690018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6060286865976690018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6060286865976690018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/strange-call.html' title='Strange Call.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-4796190598598263762</id><published>2007-05-09T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:24:05.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>cool support from the fans</title><content type='html'>The Suns just won Game 2 today with Nash firing up on every shot which outscored the Spurs. They need it badly for they have lost their home game with SA Spurs. Hopefully they can pull off the second round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It was cool yet pretty funny, then, seeing his fans also to sport a band aid on their nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-4796190598598263762?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/4796190598598263762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=4796190598598263762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4796190598598263762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/4796190598598263762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/cool-support-from-fans.html' title='cool support from the fans'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-86180466708907673</id><published>2007-05-05T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:22:42.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><title type='text'>A baffling loss.</title><content type='html'>Oh goodness. What a disappoinment of course to the Dallas team. After winning 67 games on regular season and being the top seed of the West, who will think that they can lose the first round? The answer: Golden State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a strong mind-set to win the 1st round and hopefully to win the Playoffs after the last 16 years, they came out strong winning their 9 out of the 10 last games before ending the 06-07 regular season while the Mavericks struggling by just winning 6 out of their last 10 games. The Warriors brought a lot of confidence in court; they dominated the 2nd half of Game 6 with a lot of help from Stephen Jackson, hitting seven threes as the they became the third eighth seed to advance by ending the Mavs' magical season with a 111-86 win. And is greatly applauded be the Golden State crowd who is sporting the 'WE BELIEVE' shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Dirk Nowitzki, who was actually vying for MVP, said, "We played and won 67 games and but it means nothing at this point." It was the Mavs' team in NBA history to win at least 12 in a row three times in one season. It was indeed a discomfiture to them to lose this 1st round of the finals. Hopefully they can redeem themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that the Suns make it to the finals. Arrgh. Steve and Amare&lt;em&gt; naman!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-86180466708907673?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/86180466708907673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=86180466708907673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/86180466708907673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/86180466708907673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/baffling-loss.html' title='A baffling loss.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-8710782390009249260</id><published>2007-05-02T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:16:22.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critic'/><title type='text'>Spiderman 3</title><content type='html'>Oh? Is this the last installment of Spiderman or there will be another sequel to this? Hmm. Spiderman 3 was greatly anticipated by many. For me, I will rate it a four-star. My friend and I just hate the Sandman, and we don't like that Harry lost his beautiful visage. Lol ( a very non-sense reason). Enough of that, I should get my lips zipped before I spill some of the highlights of the story. You should see it for yourself so you'll not regret that you miss the last (??!?) installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, we miss Irene....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-8710782390009249260?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/8710782390009249260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=8710782390009249260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8710782390009249260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8710782390009249260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='Spiderman 3'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6145013408025578127</id><published>2007-04-28T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:14:02.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shock'/><title type='text'>Friendster -- Tah Dah!</title><content type='html'>Oh, with a lot of links on friendster, it brought me to some of the pages of my hs friends and quivering went on me. Shocking updates to all those so-called high profile students [back, then]. I realised that it's as if a year since I do friendster-hopping. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6145013408025578127?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6145013408025578127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6145013408025578127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6145013408025578127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6145013408025578127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/04/friendster-tah-dah.html' title='Friendster -- Tah Dah!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7801807606137981872</id><published>2007-04-27T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:12:49.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflicts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>What's wrong?</title><content type='html'>Lately, thinking what I really want to be in the future bothers me. I don't know if it fits my personality and my goal to pursue this BSBA degree or take another path for almost the second time. But I don't know what it is about me that keeps me dejected. I'm like a kiddo who have no specific goals in life but is sure, want to be a professional. I want to have those titular names specifically that of Engr. held before your name. I also want to be a CPA, public relations officer, or even a behavioral scientist maybe. Whew. I know I'm already an incoming sophomore student but I'm still confused. Damn. What's wrong with me? My old service friend, Joan, told me : "You lack motivation". Because before, it also happened to her and now, she's giving inspirational advices to me and a lot of stories before she've really 'stick' to the course which she's in now. Hopefully a few more months, I won't be like this, disconcerted about myself and on my oh-so-future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7801807606137981872?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7801807606137981872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7801807606137981872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7801807606137981872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7801807606137981872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s wrong?'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6046160371053698460</id><published>2007-04-22T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:19:00.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>Wake up before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop Global Warming, dude! If you do or contribute to the cause of this major disastrous problem of the world right now, then help the world, yourself and especially our environment by looking for alternative ways if you still want to continue your activity. I know this may sound silly because for a fact, you're already familiar to this topic but I just ask that you may be an example for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched the news and in General Santos City, the temperature reached up to a level of 40 degrees and this is still expected to increase on the following months. As a result, the grasses did get burn because of so much heat trapped into them. This is just one example, if I can campaign, I will do but I'm not one of those advocate. All I can do right now is to make this sort of shout out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6046160371053698460?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6046160371053698460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6046160371053698460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6046160371053698460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6046160371053698460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3939894895176345879</id><published>2007-04-19T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:50:48.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Another win by the ever-glorious Pacman.</title><content type='html'>I know this post was four days late from his momentous victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an eight-round knockout but most of our boxing expert analysts say that it wasn't a fight they've expected Manny would offer the crowd. They told the media that Manny has just been aggressive on the sixth round when he was hit by his challenger Solis. It was not a great fight delivered by him. The analysts say that the only boxer who can defeat him on his peak right now is Marquez. So if there will be a fight with Manquez on the future, Good Luck then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that will be quite an insipid topic to talk about today. what is so hot about now in the news is Pacquiao's candidacy for Congressman opposite Custodio. He's already a good role model and inspiration to us for being a Hero through his fights so why bother running for a position in their place? On his interview after his fight, he said that "My heart motivates me to run this election. I feel the urge to help my constituents. If only you have this heart (my heart) then, I say that I wouldn't run this election. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3939894895176345879?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3939894895176345879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3939894895176345879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3939894895176345879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3939894895176345879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-win-by-ever-glorious-pacman.html' title='Another win by the ever-glorious Pacman.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7510837892918342570</id><published>2007-04-12T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:07:08.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>An eyeful of series today.</title><content type='html'>First, watching One Tree Hill at 10 in the morning-Grey's Anatomy at 2pm-CSI at 3pm-Laguna Beach at 5pm and finally America's Next Top Model at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of those listed above were already late episodes of their respective series except for CSI and ANTM. But when watching Grey's Anatomy, I remembered the quote I've read in Arvin's post (See Link: Arvin Razon). The episode was wonderful and you'll learn a lot of life's reminders from it. I think it was only the second time I've watched Grey's Anatomy prior to all those good reviews I've seen and heard from it and it was wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7510837892918342570?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7510837892918342570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7510837892918342570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7510837892918342570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7510837892918342570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/04/eyeful-of-series-today.html' title='An eyeful of series today.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-2507307389446833494</id><published>2007-04-04T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:01:28.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trippings'/><title type='text'>The Prestige--A must-see film on dvd</title><content type='html'>Though it's been months, I will still say that finally, I get to watch this film just this late afternoon! After months of looking for a dvd copy of this film, I then have the time to buy and watch it with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about some analysis. It's fun while watching the film that all of you are meticulously watching the lines drawn by actors to analise the film so well-- but still wasn't enough? Darn. And sort of arguing, deep thinking, and further discussion comes through. For us, it was a definitely must-see film for barkadas who wants much twist in a film. Actually, it's not that typical twist, &lt;em&gt;mapapaisip ka talaga!&lt;/em&gt; I recommend you guys to watch it. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-2507307389446833494?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/2507307389446833494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=2507307389446833494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2507307389446833494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2507307389446833494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/04/prestige-must-see-film-on-dvd.html' title='The Prestige--A must-see film on dvd'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1159966083783120662</id><published>2007-03-29T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:59:27.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Reggae Fest By the Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RgtQOl5yp_I/AAAAAAAAADY/L0ZsOaJ8H0I/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047216019021670386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RgtQOl5yp_I/AAAAAAAAADY/L0ZsOaJ8H0I/s200/Image082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RgtQO15yqAI/AAAAAAAAADg/TkrBwbsLVRE/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047216023316637698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RgtQO15yqAI/AAAAAAAAADg/TkrBwbsLVRE/s200/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03.24.07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally! I get to post this. after 5 days of waiting! Because of a failure in network system something. Dial up &lt;em&gt;lang e&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, what happened five days before this post? Hmm. Reggae Fest By The Bay with Ziggy Marley held at the poolside of Sofitel Philippine Plaza, of course coming with a beautiful look at the sunset. Reggae Mistress started the show ending with Junior Kilat, before Ziggy Marley finally appeared onstage. After long hours of waiting, with Cielo-Van-Xtian-Ate Dani-Ate Ging for Ziggy (close?!) lol, he then utter his musical sounds to the Rastafarians and other community who like the Reggae genre, too. He sung approximately 10 songs if we're not mistaken. It was a blast considering that Ziggy Marley was the famous son of the legendary Bob Marley. Making him visit the Philippines was honorific, and hearring him sing the renown "Love is My Religion" as his final song is extremely good but the crowd, just quite feeling good because of being tired after the long wait but still dancing to his tune. After all, Reggae is all about feeling the music and dancing to the relaxing sound of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***********************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03.29.07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Akala ko ikaw mauuna sa batch niyo e!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-(&lt;em&gt;Make it )anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Famous line of yours after our visit. You're so judgmental as if you know the person very well. Do you think it's appropriate for you on your profession to spill stuffs like that to others? If it's true enough, hell you being a traitor. Before, she's one of your close friends, now you're telling others that she's soon to deliver without even thinking if she's okay or right with it. Duh? Is that the kind of attitude you're supposed to model? What a shame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, seeing my barkada, you're telling her na "&lt;em&gt;Akala ko ikaw mauuna sa batch niyo e". &lt;/em&gt;You think it was a joke? You have the nerve to say that as if you're close. Damn. Shame on you, again! Think of respect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1159966083783120662?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1159966083783120662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1159966083783120662' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1159966083783120662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1159966083783120662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title='Reggae Fest By the Bay'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RgtQOl5yp_I/AAAAAAAAADY/L0ZsOaJ8H0I/s72-c/Image082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3593468306707633973</id><published>2007-03-21T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:57:09.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trippings'/><title type='text'>300!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*MADNESS.....This is Sparta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Leonidas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the effect of disillusion, as if we don't have finals tomorrow, because we afford to watch 300 (Still showing) just a few hours ago with Debbie and Pj!! This is Pj's treat to us, for some reason, it's his payday (lol) and he feels of sharing some of it to us. Lucky us. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you've already watched Troy, (except for me who is pathetic. though it's shown in the HBO, I still haven't seen it. ) I recommend this flick, as they say, too. Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're still down to our last day of final exam tomorrow. Waa!! Goodluck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG. Though it's our last day tomorrow, that stupid paper for english is still undone! And tomorrow, after the exam is our only chance of completing it. Naaah. &lt;em&gt;Nakakatamad na super! &lt;/em&gt;But it's pretty okay because for the second time--overnight at Debbie's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3593468306707633973?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3593468306707633973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3593468306707633973' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3593468306707633973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3593468306707633973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/03/300.html' title='300!!!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-931767638264693948</id><published>2007-03-06T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:54:43.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Maye@18!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a blast,dude!the event was very entertaining. A lot of Maye's friend went to their resort to have fun and take a break for her very special birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At last, we've performed what we've prepared for almost two weeks, the hawaiian and the modern dance, which was a five-song remix. Before presenting the modern dance, that was the time I noticed that my phone wasn't in my bag nor in the room. I didn't panic for a while thinking that it was just misplaced. But no, I've looked for it everywhere in the room and removed all my things from my bag five times just to make sure if I was just fooling myself. But then again, I didn't find it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It wasn't a good day for me but still I get the chance to laugh out with some of my friends after the said moment. I don't want, of course, to make myself to feel so stupid bad and so is the debutante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plans were change. We're supposed to go swimming but due to my depression of not finding my phone, it didn't happen. We're to enjoy the night as if there will be no paper works and exams for the next few weeks. nah. We enjoyed it but not fully. he he! Because we've missed the talks, laughs and jokes of some of our buddies. It's like sort of reunion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As Cielo first told me, material things won't last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My father have already had his prescience about it and told me that it we can't do anything about it. &lt;em&gt;Tapos na yun pero alam ko sa sarili niya na nanghihinayang siya. Regalo niya kasi sa'kin yun at halos tatlong buwan pa lang tumatagal sa'kin. &lt;/em&gt;Yeah, I admit I'm careless. My bad. Yes. My bad.&lt;/span&gt; Before, I was asking myself about what will I feel if my phone get lost or snatched and my questions were answered--very depressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;`Of course, drinking and staying 'til dawn won't be absent during special events. As usual, after a couple of bottles, Gracia got drunk and Cielo was a little pissed accompanying her to go to room and sleep already bacause unknown to Gracia, she's a bit of being flirty after getting drunk. Nahahaha! They both first got asleep and as for me, I can't because my mind was still a bit tortured of what happened. Lol (&lt;em&gt;kailangan pa ng process of recovery. Lol)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We'll surely miss the practices at Mariela's house. *&lt;em&gt;Sayang wala na yung pictures namin with Daniel. &lt;/em&gt;(3yr old brother ni Maye)*&lt;/span&gt; `&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-931767638264693948?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/931767638264693948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=931767638264693948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/931767638264693948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/931767638264693948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/03/maye18.html' title='Maye@18!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-5900306705372010743</id><published>2007-02-22T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:52:42.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Stupid you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fuck! stupid you!I know it's not right at this time to curse somebody but I blame you for most of the part, who cares? you? don't say you do.i so fucking hate you for merely not being concern on your academics. You always fucking depend on your seatmates! You are so abusive. I, we, have helped you to the extent of sending you the copy of my final work, helped you on exams respectively, but you abused it. You almost carbon copied it. I, who is not a person you can see at the library was stuck there for about a week because of that paper work only to know that you have copied it. There's some part of me, too, who you can say is also stupid. I have sent you a copy of my work because I believe that you'll not copy paste it but you almost did. Whatta! There's a chance I can sue you for plagiarism, actually. (ha ha!) But I won't take it personally-- you're a good buddy, fun to be with, and pretty good at crackin' jokes but m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y only point here is, you must realise your limitations. You cannot always depend on someone else. Life is a battlefield. You must know when to take the right actions at the right time. It's not always fun time. Learn to be serious, man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If one can balance his/her social life and the studies, you can do too! Don't abuse the good treatment given to you by people. Think. There's always a karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-5900306705372010743?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/5900306705372010743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=5900306705372010743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5900306705372010743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5900306705372010743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid-you.html' title='Stupid you!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6552123104268530761</id><published>2007-02-14T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:49:32.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Happieie Heart's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing special on this day, but the thought of having been remembered and greeted by that 'someone' makes the day close to what is called complete. I know it's pathetic but I just felt so frenzied. That's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy Valentine's day. muahahahha! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6552123104268530761?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6552123104268530761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6552123104268530761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6552123104268530761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6552123104268530761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/02/happieie-hearts-day.html' title='Happieie Heart&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-2893450434883899600</id><published>2007-02-13T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:45:15.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Welcome to hell week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man,&lt;/span&gt; this will be another hell week. This will be again be excruciating. Shit! (sort of an exaggeration, ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like finals for environmental science and Phil Constitution. I thought that the exam for Phil Consti will be postponed because we haven't finished the discussion but due to my disillusion, i then again made a guess for most of the questions. Ha ha! I hope environmental sci will do okay, though I haven't read all what was needed, because one of the 3-chapter-scope of the exam was our report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next will be the concept paper for our Fil class which is assigned more than a month ago, and is to be passed this thurs, but all of us are doing it only now. Last minute is the best way to rush, lol. I hate cramming but I got used to it since HS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ff will be exams for theo, fil, math of investment, ppt presentation as a report in eng, for the rest of the days of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cielo even has her paper works for the week for her major subject. Very unfortunate for us because it's also UP fair. Shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-2893450434883899600?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/2893450434883899600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=2893450434883899600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2893450434883899600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2893450434883899600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/02/welcome-to-hell-week.html' title='Welcome to hell week!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-5587303881093041924</id><published>2007-02-05T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:43:24.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Irene at 18!!!! Whooo! Enjoy,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RcdDdEZeGHI/AAAAAAAAADA/oUKEzBKioe4/s1600-h/p1011374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028061675658287218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RcdDdEZeGHI/AAAAAAAAADA/oUKEzBKioe4/s200/p1011374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RcdDdUZeGII/AAAAAAAAADI/LmYAggpe8qo/s1600-h/feb2%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028061679953254530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RcdDdUZeGII/AAAAAAAAADI/LmYAggpe8qo/s200/feb2%2520075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holla! Last Feb.2, we celebrated Irene's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 na siya!!!&lt;/em&gt;whooo. we have a friend, again, who just turned 18. Season of debutantes &lt;em&gt;kasi ngayong first two years ng college e.&lt;/em&gt;ha ha! It's really enjoying because at the moment, we only seldom see each other because of school purposes. I was late again, (The first time was that of Cielo's and this is the second) nah! It's friday (Quiapo day). It took us, Van and Chico, almost an hour to reach our destination, which was only Lawton. And for the rest part of going to Cavite, barely 2 hours. Ho ho. Lesson : Go home right after class &lt;em&gt;LALO NA KAPAG MAY LAKAD &lt;/em&gt;especially birthdays. ha ha! I must learn from it because I wasn't able to make it up to see Arvin because he left at around 9 in the evening due to his final exam in Physics, which he needs to study for the next day. My arrival to their house was quite a funny thing again. It was a birthday celebration and as usual, they teased me again of eating too much as if there's a snake in my stomach. lol. stupid. very literal. haha! &lt;em&gt;Biglaang overnight na naman.&lt;/em&gt;ha ha! Unlucky for Claire who didn't get the chance to hear Cielo being frightened by some spirit (ghost) stories and Gracia who is trying to make the transition of the topic from a scary to a funny one by telling us that she just farted,lol but true enough. Cielo and Jerica, even got a hangover of drinking alcohol. But too bad for us, Jerica, because we still have classes for the next day which is Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a simple celebration where we typically laugh ourselves out, tell some stories and jokes, and even got furious at Globe network for having increased their Unlimitxt rates without enough notice. The only thing which differs is that we signed the light beer bottles where we have drank as a sign of Irene finally being of legal age. I also got one important lesson here, which is not to be late on special occasions. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-5587303881093041924?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/5587303881093041924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=5587303881093041924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5587303881093041924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5587303881093041924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/02/irene-at-18-whooo-enjoy.html' title='Irene at 18!!!! Whooo! Enjoy,,'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RcdDdEZeGHI/AAAAAAAAADA/oUKEzBKioe4/s72-c/p1011374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-8731752495316543232</id><published>2007-02-04T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:41:43.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>It's not easy, man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Losing someone you love is really hard especially when he/she is a member of the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My blockmate recently lost his dad and we all know its very painful so in form of sympathy, we went to the wake and the funeral, which took place just today. We've known our classmate as an introvert type of person especially when he doesn't seem to be very close to the people he's talking to but seeing him with his three younger brothers, namely Jeon, Ivan, Ian, and their cousin Ate Mavie is so inspiring. They were so affectionate that they weren't shy to show their feelings for each other. They would hug and even kiss each other's cheeks as a sign of their brotherly love. At the time when I was there at Funeraria Paz at Araneta Ave. with some of my blockmates, it made me realise something--to say 'I love You' to my dad. He first told us what is the cause of death of his father then I broke into tears but not so much--I think I absorbed some of his emotions, then, my father ran into my thought. I remembered the time when I said bad words to him straightforwardly because of some personal problems. (I know it's also a bit shocking to me but at least I've released that feeling of anger.) It's sort of a pride to actually get the chance to tell to your father that you love him but it's not easy,man. But my classmate asked me to do a favor for him, which is to tell my father that I love him. It took me a time before doing it. It's not just those three big-lettered words, it's on how sincere you are. After that, I finally told my father but it was only in text message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my friends have lost his grandfather and, also, two of them have lost their dad this January. My point here is for us to tell/express them how much we love them. After all, it might be too late. Regrets can last a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-8731752495316543232?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/8731752495316543232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=8731752495316543232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8731752495316543232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8731752495316543232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-not-easy-man.html' title='It&apos;s not easy, man!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-518175292736666004</id><published>2007-01-28T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:39:04.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><title type='text'>Cheermania! by SOCC</title><content type='html'>Last friday, our block didn't have classes due to some of us who were excused for the Bounce Cheermania, an intercollege cheerdance competition showcasing the seven colleges of the university. Among the list are Commerce, Arki, Cfad, AB, Educ, ITHRM, and the HS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tiresome pratice prior to the event but then, it was really a blast. We were their Pep boosters which was only an add-up to the group and we were the first to perform. After it, a feeling of misery and contempt for our part because we didn't deliver what was practised the way it was expected. But thanks to the &lt;em&gt;ates&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;kuyas&lt;/em&gt; for their being nice to us despite of what had happened. Then, we watched the other colleges immediately after the said performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcing the special winners are: The Best SOCC (Student Organizational Coordinating Council) Cheer for the Cfad, The Best in Costume for the HS, and the Best Parade Gimmick for the Commerce. We don't know if it is actually a co-incidence but those who won the major prize were also the colleges who won the special prize which were the 2nd placer-Cfad, 1st placer-Commerce and the Champion-HS. The group were actually aiming for a Champion this year (last yr they've won also the 1st place and the Champion was the HS)--what happened was sort of a repeat if you may think so but the hard work and all the concerted efforts paid off. They have brought again glory to the College. Cool. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was them who made it. Hats off for winning it again and Congrats. =P Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-518175292736666004?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/518175292736666004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=518175292736666004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/518175292736666004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/518175292736666004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/01/cheermania-by-socc.html' title='Cheermania! by SOCC'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-5159299134340523984</id><published>2007-01-18T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:37:20.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>World Pyro Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-eGbOs4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/_8iBjSFZi8A/s1600-h/Image221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021405942767214802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-eGbOs4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/_8iBjSFZi8A/s200/Image221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-a6LOs4LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cm8Clo2HSNM/s1600-h/Image220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021402433778933938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-a6LOs4LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cm8Clo2HSNM/s200/Image220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-dVbOs4MI/AAAAAAAAACo/OOdWZ52Vcvk/s1600-h/p1011359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021405100953624770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-dVbOs4MI/AAAAAAAAACo/OOdWZ52Vcvk/s200/p1011359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a late post. It will be a week by Jan. 20 of 2007 when we've seen the fireworks display of Philippines and China, which was the last installment, at MOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty late did I arrive at Moa due to heavy traffic. It was 9pm then when I got there. Cielo, Je, and Gracia arrived early at around 8pm. They went there all together and unfortunate for me because my brother won't allow me to go if I didn't eat my dinner at home. Let's just think of the brighter side which is I will be able to save money for good. Ha ha! Anyway, back to what I was talking about. I really got stuck after the toll gate at coastal. My travel time from there to Moa was almost an hour, exaggerated it may be but true. Imagine, that was very tiring just waiting alone ( &lt;em&gt;at partida nakatayo pa ng &lt;/em&gt;1 hour &lt;em&gt;sa bus&lt;/em&gt;) to arrive there. =( Actually, I didn't get to enjoy the first part of the Pyrolympics because I was alone watching. I got no company and was quite far to where my friends are which was beside the hypermart--I was at the Macapagal highway, iniside a jeepney specifically when the show almost started. My bad, I know (I'm late.) Plus, the network even get lagged? (very unlucky) That's the consequence, man. aagghhhh! But after all those unfortunate events, I laughed my stomach out in between the presentation of the two countries. Goodness! All that chat and the warp pictures taken during the interval were very comical, if only you can see them. (Cielo, &lt;em&gt;upload mo na sa multiply mo ung mga warp picures na un, haha&lt;/em&gt;!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the course of China's turn for presentation, when I actually get the chance to see up close the fireworks, you could hear people of all ages uttering expressions such as "aww...., wow...., and cool..!" in their state of excitement and amusement. After the said event, we already want to go home but it was even harder for us because the line at the Shuttle was very long so we walk all they way to the intersection at front of San Juan De Dios. Lucky for me that I saw a bus going to Cavite but then again, no seat available. =/ When I finally got home, it was only then that Cielo texted me that they just took a cab because buses are too full to accomodate--Gracia and Je decided that they'll sleep over at Cielo's for safety purposes because it was almost 2 at dawn. It was also the time that the news announced that the UK have won the Pyro. China also bagged a special pize concerning with the technicality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-5159299134340523984?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/5159299134340523984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=5159299134340523984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5159299134340523984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5159299134340523984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/01/world-pyro-olympics.html' title='World Pyro Olympics'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/Ra-eGbOs4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/_8iBjSFZi8A/s72-c/Image221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3899760920177911139</id><published>2007-01-09T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:32:05.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><title type='text'>The Aftermath of Pacquiao's Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been more than a month since Manny Pacquiao, had won his 3rd match-up against Erik Morales. Pacquiao's victory affected our country's politicians. Among the list was Chavit Singson. He went to Las Vegas just to watch it live as a sign of his moral support to him. Looking to it deeply, it's not actually a necessity for him to go and support Pacquiao personally. Do you ever wonder why politicians use Pacquiao as kind of a medium? It is merely because of Manny's great influence to all of us that's why they use him to channel their agendas for our country. Not only Chavit Singson does this, even Mayor Lito Atienza's son, Ali Atienza, who will campaign for this year's election tags along with Manny during the motorcade. Another one was Congressman Miles Roces who drove Pacquiao's Porsche to the Quiapo Church after the Manila motorcade. See that? Politicians like them use Pacquiao just to attract the masses thinking that doing such could possibly help them win this year's election. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is very rampant as of the start of this year. In respect to the Black Nazarene and the devout politicians to the Saint--streamers, tarpaulins and other paraphernalias are scattered over the metro just for running candidates themselves will be known to the public. They sort of took advantage of the feast. Nothing can be done by the Comelec, because no such law is appropriate to prohibit the running candidates for this type of an early campaign. Let's just see what will happen for the next few weeks on how they will make use of every way possible to be made known to the public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy Feast Day to the Black Nazarene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3899760920177911139?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3899760920177911139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3899760920177911139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3899760920177911139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3899760920177911139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/01/aftermath-of-pacquiaos-victory.html' title='The Aftermath of Pacquiao&apos;s Victory'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3116148752750717844</id><published>2007-01-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:29:22.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Twins' 18th Birthday! Cool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RaKEDq0Q-1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/O7bHjYaWO_Y/s1600-h/p1011324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017718133412133714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RaKEDq0Q-1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/O7bHjYaWO_Y/s200/p1011324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RaKBXq0Q-0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GZus4QvBHnM/s1600-h/Image209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017715178474634050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RaKBXq0Q-0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GZus4QvBHnM/s200/Image209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;definitely a blast being at trisha and tracey's debut party. It was roughly a year ago when I've seen some of my high school friends and batchmates, even tracey! Waa. If only I could turn back at least one day of our highschool, nah!!! I miss them, damn!!!!!!!! &lt;em&gt;late na 'ko nakauwi,.3am na nakakapagod pero masaya... =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3116148752750717844?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3116148752750717844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3116148752750717844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3116148752750717844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3116148752750717844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2007/01/twins-18th-birthday-cool.html' title='Twins&apos; 18th Birthday! Cool.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RaKEDq0Q-1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/O7bHjYaWO_Y/s72-c/p1011324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-2685026660933029620</id><published>2006-12-31T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:26:16.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trippings'/><title type='text'>It was a roughly 36-hour adventure/trek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was friday morning when I woke up early--7am and it was an odd feeling for me because it wasn't my usual routine, ha ha! I usually woke up around 10-2pm in the afternoon. Pretty late? Yes it is because this Christmas break, I'm quite a vampire, as one person call it. lol. I slept already 4am in the morning, hu hu. Insomniac as you may think. Here's how it started, a college friend who was also a freshmen commerce student texted me that morning that they're going to Cavite for a project in Phil History, they were to go to Aguinaldo Shrine to have some photos because they needed a presentation. They asked for a favor in which they wanted to make me a tour guide? Hmp! At first I'm in denial because I thought it was boring but prior to what I've thought--Hell no! It was so much fun! A bunch of 6 gave me an ambush visit, ha ha! It was like I'm their 'hired' photographer! If only that was official, I would ask them for a payment! Just kidding! ha ha! The trippings and all in accord with their project was fun, --food was delicious, it was the typical for a barkada-out!pizza, roasted chicken, and the all time-favorite hotdog was served! lol. The three of them who were left also made a sleep-over at our house. Ahm, not actually a sleep-over because we slept almost sunrise and it was only a 4 hr rest. hu hu. For 3 consecutive days, I only had 12 total hours of sleep. hu hu. Though it was really tiring and we're almost dragging our feet at the end of the day, it was really enjoyable! Hopefully next time there will be a repeat. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was a dilemma, I didn't go with Arvin, Cielo, Clang, Gracia, Irene, and Je(?) at Mcdo. huhu. They asked me to go. hu hu, but I'm sorry. =/ I'll now promise to make it up next time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Hours left, and 2006 is going to end. &lt;em&gt;Kaibigan&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;salamat sa lahat--kasiyahan, kalibugan(lol) overnights na biglaan at lahat2 na, marami para sabihin pero salamat . patawad sa mga kasalanan. &lt;/em&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GODBLESS. ENJOY . =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-2685026660933029620?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/2685026660933029620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=2685026660933029620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2685026660933029620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2685026660933029620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-was-roughly-36-hour-adventuretrek.html' title='It was a roughly 36-hour adventure/trek!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-7289328295590178108</id><published>2006-12-31T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:33:41.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>A Little Late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I've read about Allen Iverson's soon trade-off with a team on NBA in a newspaper about 3 weeks ago(?), it's only now that I've known that it was on Denver Nuggets team that he was been trade-off(ed). Aggh. Thanks to Bhrill, Ralph, and Affy that they've changed the channel. After that, basketball talk began. haha! Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-7289328295590178108?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/7289328295590178108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=7289328295590178108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7289328295590178108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/7289328295590178108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/little-late.html' title='A Little Late.'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-2446240099260132936</id><published>2006-12-28T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:03:53.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jesus! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Though this greeting seems to be late because it's not Dec 25, still it's the Yuletide season so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What happened last year happened again this year! Last year, I missed the 1st mass but still continued attending the rest 8 days and made a wish. Thinking that I can complete it this year because i've made it up to the 7th day and there were only 2 days left, I didn't. hu hu. I suddenly have an allergy attack still due to an unknown reason--my skin was all pink in color and it was almost like the map of the Phils. ha ha! It was really a bad day. I can't resist the itchiness and if I scratch it, it will only leave a scar on it so I was brought to the hospital twice but on two different days. The doctors made an observation but only prescribe medication after. The medicine has its side effect--drowsiness! All I did on the 22nd was sleep, I didn't even eat my lunch and merienda. Upon waking up, I went to the cr and and then fainted. Lucky for me that my aunt and uncle was there. They just told me not to attend tomorrow's &lt;em&gt;simbang gabi&lt;/em&gt; which is the 8th day and so I did. It will be for my own risk if I still wish to attend but I've decided not to. I realise that I do need to rest until I feel well. next day was Sunday and was the last &lt;em&gt;simbang gabi&lt;/em&gt;. I woke up early just in time for &lt;em&gt;simbang gabi&lt;/em&gt; bacause of having good rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I have missed again one day of the 9-day-&lt;em&gt;Misa de Gallo&lt;/em&gt; for the second time, I still make a wish. My one friend told me, "It's not for the fact that you've finished the 9-day mass 'journey', &lt;em&gt;nasa puso iyan &lt;/em&gt;e" (He said in Filipino). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-2446240099260132936?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/2446240099260132936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=2446240099260132936' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2446240099260132936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/2446240099260132936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-frustration.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1280053558298402670</id><published>2006-12-21T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:58:52.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Today is my rest day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the first day of our Christmas break. It was when the sun had arisen when I got home due to the anticipated event Paskuhan at UST which ended at around 10:30 in the evening. Arvin, Gracia and Aja were the first ones to go home when Arvin's parents had picked him and his Ate Razeille up at midnight. But Cielo, Jerica, and I still didn't want to go home. We still loiter until the school sporadically turned the lights off then decided to go to Las Piñas to hang about at mcdo and we--Jerica, Cielo, Van, Xtian, Marvin, Johnrey and I (blue already went home) were all very sleepy. But it was when we laughed with Marvin that broke the silence. Though he was doing nothing, he still looks funny maybe because of his thin physique and his comical moves. Cool. We stayed there for about 4 hrs and then decided to head to Philam Church for &lt;em&gt;Misa de Gallo&lt;/em&gt;. During the walk, danger comes in. There were this teen who suddenly throws a gin bottle to the other side of the main road which we were walking in. Thanks that we were walking slowly that's why we're not hit. We're late for mass. The father is already in sermon when we came in. Then after, we all went home excited to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our pc doesn't function normally today. Hate it! It already restarted more than 10 times and still counting. I can't find way to fix it. It's a system configuration problem, waa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1280053558298402670?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1280053558298402670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1280053558298402670' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1280053558298402670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1280053558298402670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-is-my-rest-day.html' title='Today is my rest day?'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-1995995675599964827</id><published>2006-12-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:52:45.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>This is so not cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so fuckin' pissed! I thought once I got home, I'm going to get the chance to relax because of a very tiring day today and also yesterday. I only took 4 hrs of rest because I want to attend&lt;em&gt; simbang gabi. &lt;/em&gt;(yesterday--sunday--, I attended mass twice--in the morning and in the evening. Believe it or not! It's because I missed the early mass in our village so I accompanied my brother at 9 am in the morning. I also attended mass 8 pm at Philam, Las Piñas for me to complete the &lt;em&gt;2nd simbang gabi.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;But my hope for extended rest didn't happen. I thought my aunt was already home but unfortunately not, she and my cousin went to the mall. I don't have keys because our helper took it--she said that she'd left her duplicate at their home so I allowed her to take mine for she was the only one to be left at house and so she can lock it after doing all the chores. But things didn't go my way. I got home eaten by the mosquitoes for I waited long outside for about 20 mins considering that it was almost past 9 in the evening and I'm very thirsty. I badly needed cold water just to quench my thirst. My brother told me to wait in the mall than getting bitten by deadly mosquitoes. Luckily, Ive seen matt, our neighbor, while on walk. I accompanied him to get his glasses at the mall, at least there's someone to cool me down. Anyway, that's all been done, so why would i let that bug me. Hopefully that won't happen anymore because i'm not used to liking that. I'm so not patient in waiting and I concede that it's one of the negative sides of being me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But above getting pissed off and all that, it was still amusing because I've visited my former high school today with my friends especially irene! Long time no see, I just missed her. Today was their last day of intramurals, and I get the chance to chat with some of my lower batch friends, 4th yr classmates and batchmates. aww, &lt;em&gt;bopis&lt;/em&gt;! The food trip! Yum! I still want some more! ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waa I still need to study for my Fil class tomorrow, we have a quiz but I still haven't started reading the chapters and now I'm sleepy. I hate objective types of tests. Arrgh! But the advantage there is that when you are prepared, you're more likely to get a high score. Hmm but subjective type is more favorable for me, it's easy if you don't know the exact detail. You just have to get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-1995995675599964827?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/1995995675599964827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=1995995675599964827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1995995675599964827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/1995995675599964827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-so-not-cool.html' title='This is so not cool!'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-8461063984206099139</id><published>2006-12-08T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:45:43.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Cheers to my friend Arvin =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3nl0ZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VH1LFPWmdnk/s1600-h/p1011162.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006163982849504642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3nl0ZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VH1LFPWmdnk/s320/p1011162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3n10ZdZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iKwhxG1IgZY/s1600-h/PC084279.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006163987144471954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3n10ZdZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iKwhxG1IgZY/s320/PC084279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3nl0ZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VH1LFPWmdnk/s1600-h/p1011162.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3n10ZdZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iKwhxG1IgZY/s1600-h/PC084279.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheers to my friend arvin who had just won Mr.Orcom last night at Warbucks in Makati. It was totally a blast! Not only did he grab the title &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Orcom&lt;/strong&gt;, along with it was &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Careline&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Photogenic&lt;/strong&gt;. (The pimple was actually the lucky charm! haha! Admit it Arvin!) What a way to be proud of! His friends were there, and we, his highschool friends, admit were a bit out of place because they were his current blockmates and that was also kind of their moment to enjoy the night either. But why would we think of it that bad? It was a night to have fun and cheer for the preparation Arvin had given for the pageant. He actually gave his best shot last night. It looks like he prepared a lot for the Q&amp;A portion which goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q: How will you say to a guy that he's handsome without looking gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;---Arvin answered simply with just a sentence---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "Hey, you look good but sorry, I look better."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I say it was totally spontaneous of him to deliver that but nah it was cool and confident answer I can say. He totally blew off the judges. After that, I actually would want to go home because my excuse to my aunt is that I'll go home and not sleep over to my friend's house but that didn't happen because Tita Divine (Arvin's mum) obstruct me from going home because it's quite late at night, so she just advised me to sleep over to their house. All we do there was make fun of the pictures taken for arvin. And then it was almost 3 in the morning when we had slept. zzzZZz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debbie, Pat&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; quite had an head ache today because of going to 168. I was even sleepy because I took only about 4 hours of rest before going there. As the saying in Filipino goes "&lt;em&gt;di mahulugang karayom&lt;/em&gt;", that was the scenario there! But it was enjoyable thinking that we have saved some money. A lot of stuffs there were half of the price in 168 than in greenhills. We also promise to even go there again before Christmas because we think that it wasn't all enough. Our money didn't go exactly where it should be because we had also purchased for ourselves. he he! Next time, we should have sufficient money. waa! Need to save again for this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-8461063984206099139?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/8461063984206099139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=8461063984206099139' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8461063984206099139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/8461063984206099139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/cheers-to-my-friend-arvin-p.html' title='Cheers to my friend Arvin =P'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R2EralJAPM4/RXl3nl0ZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VH1LFPWmdnk/s72-c/p1011162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-917437537485178700</id><published>2006-12-01T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:35:36.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typhoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Woohoo,..It's Dec 1!!! Start of the Christmas Season =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's sort of depressing that Cielo and I didn't go to the rock awards because of that typhoon Reming. We just think that it's one way to save money because christmas is already nearing. =/ (omg, I'm already hearing the simulcast over NU 107's radio station,waA!) I kind of regret that we didn't go there at World Trade Center in Pasay. (The disc jockey has just announced that only 10mins is left for the show to start. oh my oh my.) I dunno if I'm to regret this because this event is only held once every year. But let's just think of the positive side, It's a way to save for myself this Christmas and there's still next year's rock awards but I have to wait for 1 year again, how pathetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhow, It's December 1 already! Start of the Yuletide season. A reminder that it's really a compelling factor for the next few weeks to save money. There are a lot of friends to buy gifts for. That will be so cool, but where's the money? I still got to save. Whew.. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;---omg---1 min left,..------) it's only now that the weather has changed for the past few weeks because it was like summer in november! (Global Warming has really affected us) But now it has gone cold already. Cool, I can now sleep more comfortably than ever. ha ha! But what's so unfortunate is that all the people in Albay won't enjoy Yule that much for this year because of the dilapidation it has brought to their province,..let's just pray again for their fast recovery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*This is so frustrating, I wish Cielo and I go to that event, Asia Agcaoili is there again. oh no oh no. I just wish that next year she'll be there again. ha ha! i'm drooling, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-917437537485178700?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/917437537485178700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=917437537485178700' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/917437537485178700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/917437537485178700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/12/woohooits-dec-1-start-of-christmas.html' title='Woohoo,..It&apos;s Dec 1!!! Start of the Christmas Season =P'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-3367838565223918198</id><published>2006-11-30T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:15:39.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typhoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><title type='text'>No classes for today....and tomorrow =/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whew, I'm pretty glad my problem was settled. It was because I don't want this to torment me anymore so I actually get the chance to talk to the person who I think was the one to be involved. Finally it was all done, what a cool way to start the next few days. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Meanwhile, I just can't believe I woke up early considering there was no classes. It's usually because every time there's no class, I woke up lunch time eating already my brunch meal. It was not totally a good day though it was probably a good start waking up early--just hate it that my back aches. Probably it's because of our pe class yesterday--track and field. It's very exhausting jogging around the field for two laps (still not used to it). Few of our classmates in pe almost fainted and all of us drank approximately two 500ml bottles of cold water,..what a way to quench our thirst,..whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a dvd day today. ha ha! I watched 3 dvds for roughly 6 straight hours. Those dvds weren't actually a good choice to my thought which were Save the Last Dance 2, The Date Movie, and The Black Dahlia (Scarlett Johansson was in this movie and she did project a steamy sex scene with Josh Hartnett which was quite hot, ha ha! LOL). It was just a way to spend my past time. After that was the only time i got to bathe, about 5 pm at the time,.quite a stink ha ha! I prioritise watching dvds first before myself? I admit--not a good practice but it's not often? (nah! Just don't make excuses anymore!) ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was really the bonifacio day but the holiday was set tomorrow by the respected PGMA, Friday, so it will be a long weekend for the government offices. But for us Thomasians especially in the college of commerce, we weren't lucky enough to enjoy that "supposed-to-be long weekend" because we, freshmen and sophomores, have classes on saturdays. I also speak in behalf of other colleges who won't get the chance to enjoy the weekend. Talk about the anticipated typhoon reming, it was actually the reason why there was a suspension of classes today (thursday) in other provinces and the Metro Manila. Fortunately, it didn't hit today in cavite and metro manila,.tomorrow maybe? I don't know but hopefully not because we, cielo and others were planning to go somewhere tomorrow in Manila for an annually held event. Let's just all pray together that this will not destroy again so much of our country and that no one will get harm or die in cause of this typhoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-3367838565223918198?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/3367838565223918198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=3367838565223918198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3367838565223918198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/3367838565223918198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-classes-for-todayand-tomorrow.html' title='No classes for today....and tomorrow =/'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-5476784018294976347</id><published>2006-11-25T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:57:29.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflicts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trippings'/><title type='text'>One (three) Last Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whoa! What a day to end the weekend! Today was a lazy day. I still went to class eventhough my head was absolutely aching. I've never experienced that kind of headache. I almost want to faint--I dunno what had happened but maybe because it was a hot sunny afternoon and the bus i rode didn't have enough ventilation for the passengers. Whew! If only we didn't have that Filipino quiz, I wouldn't go to school! Goodness, that almost killed me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've realized a lot of things this past few days. It was pretty dangerous to know some secrets of others. It's like you're hanging on a cliff and you don't know how would you react--If you will just lose your grip or will stay strong hoping that there's still a chance. Lately, I knew that someone in class hates me. The only thing i want if a person hates me is to tell me personally that she hates me. I don't want any backstabbing, who would want anyway? I know it would be hard for both of us to do it but it will be a humongous relief for the both parties if settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That tormented my mind for almost half of the week, actually until now. Thanks to some friends for their advice not to concentrate on the negative side of it but to think that there are still a lot of friends that care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hanging at Maan's is always a lot of fun. Drinking a couple of shots with some friends will not totally help me get out of the problem but what's important for each of us is to realize that it's not the end of everything. We then should know how to have fun and concentrate on the one's that care and keep stepping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-5476784018294976347?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/5476784018294976347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=5476784018294976347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5476784018294976347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/5476784018294976347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-three-last-shot.html' title='One (three) Last Shot'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888328881485905925.post-6801920241703109689</id><published>2006-11-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:45:48.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trippings'/><title type='text'>Yesterday it was great:Today it was the opposite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was absolutely fun, it was jerica's post 18Th birthday celebration. We enjoyed it a lot though it was a very tiring night for all of us because it's our first time to dance all night. We got at je's home at about 5 dawn after the celebration and we barely slept for roughly 3hrs. For me it was all worth it because this was only one of the few times we get together enjoying as friends-being single, and as if we have no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? class discussions, recitations, professors, etc. are another thing reminding me to study again. Nah? geek. ha ha! Not totally albeit advance readings help me a lot if regularly done but for me it was not--it was only for my accounting class. Our professor/cpa lawyer suddenly called me for recitation. I hate it especially when you've already answered some of his questions and then the next thing you knew, questions will follow up again. No-no-no! Not again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that last subject, I went with my friends planning to grab some grub at the canteen in Dapitan in which I don't actually remember the name, but it was near momo(n)'s. ha ha! The food there costs inexpensive but it was real delicious. It only needed me to bring 30 bucks out of my wallet to eat liempo. Yum yum! But that's not all, my friend got a problem concerning her lovelife and we were all led to drinking one bottle of light beer. It was fair enough for that time considering that some of our friends has to attend their am and pe classes tomorrow. Hangovers won't be good considering that some of us including me still has to go home far away from school and it surely won't bring much to our delight if we're going to puke along the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is still tomorrow, or maybe even a lot of next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/888328881485905925-6801920241703109689?l=dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/feeds/6801920241703109689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=888328881485905925&amp;postID=6801920241703109689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6801920241703109689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/888328881485905925/posts/default/6801920241703109689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctionallyworking.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-it-was-greattoday-it-was.html' title='Yesterday it was great:Today it was the opposite'/><author><name>madeleine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347418164981629998</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/_R2EralJAPM4/Scjs-9GJT9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDdmIAg__ME/S220/P2221563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
