tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39281428640546658482024-03-13T15:47:18.416+08:00Cliques and the CampusUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-78677775980186731822009-04-10T23:14:00.002+08:002009-04-11T17:13:50.907+08:00Leaving the CampusThis is not the first time I have thought of moving to a new blog. I was worn-out from work one afternoon when I passed by a group of students from my high school when I first had that idea. But I immediately resigned from that thought. I love my blog and I wanted to retain its name. I managed to convince myself that it’s just an effect of me being too tired and missing my life when I was still Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-26221362750008578552009-04-04T15:02:00.011+08:002009-04-09T15:54:46.345+08:00Love Advice Para Kay BartolomeI've got this when my cousin was reading a blog. It took my attention...and re-posted it. It was credited to Bob Ong. Within three days, I received comments regarding the credits. Juan Ekis claims that he is the one who wrote the article in Febuary 2008 for Starfish Magazine. VPE, the publisher of Bob Ong disclaims the article.I could still remember when I read an email containing the same. If Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-45098318392709806832009-03-05T23:35:00.010+08:002009-03-09T11:25:29.377+08:00Let it unfold, Life is fairWhile Kris Aquino -- the daughter of slain former Senator Benigno Aquino Jr. -- is agonizing about the release of the ten convicts who are believed to be part of the group who killed her dad, I am completely clueless about what is going to happen with my damaged affair.If my partner would just give me a chance to explain my side, things would lighten up, I told myself. I know that with the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-27490818138174845672009-02-15T16:58:00.000+08:002009-02-25T15:30:58.065+08:00Boki’s Secret Recipe<!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Cambria Math"; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:1; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} @font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-21422613932018774842009-02-11T15:50:00.003+08:002009-02-11T15:59:36.206+08:00Diane spoke outAfter several blind items on the marital status of a known vocalist of a popular (“dis”)band and his manager wife, Diane finally spoke up through a text message sent to Fanfare of Philstar. I guess she wanted to set all things straight once and for all... Here's the message:"Though Ely and I are not together as a couple, we remain the best of friends. He’s a great, great brilliant man and I am Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-58000197593763498052009-02-11T14:38:00.000+08:002009-02-11T14:38:00.154+08:00Stop NaggingWhen your partner starts following the rules, you stop nagging. Give them time to finish what they have started.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-85779886808278856842008-11-18T01:04:00.000+08:002009-01-11T01:07:30.482+08:00I am Planning to Smile at You[First Draft: Please edit and arrange]I live in a town where average families live. The father works and earns a minimum wage as an employee while the mother cooks porridge in the afternoon and sell it for extra income. The eldest brother stops schooling after high school since going to college is so much of a luxury for their family. The daughter, who works at a local cafeteria while pursuing Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-83959653285197110922008-08-06T02:25:00.000+08:002008-08-08T16:53:11.488+08:00My name is Jett and I've been so bound into books and Internet. Anyway, that was before. . .I am now on Relationship Reconstructing phase of my life wherin you build relationship whith yourself, and with the people around you. I'm not a big fan of text messaging. I was not a big fan of Friendster...and all these other online communitues. I was alone., studying in my room (or jacking off) and I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-87824165925637968302008-05-04T17:28:00.000+08:002008-05-04T21:28:30.985+08:00Laid backRelaxed. Taking slow... loving...learning...growing... People are people. Weak. Helpless. Emotion-driven.<!-- multiply:no_crosspost -->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-43545058036514546332008-03-14T19:36:00.001+08:002008-03-14T19:37:51.016+08:00While maturing...I am seeing the beauty of life, family and freinds. Thanks to you all especially to the Lord.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-73807260902634219842008-02-25T15:05:00.000+08:002008-02-25T15:57:43.454+08:00Outcast.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-23192065156959776012007-11-03T02:00:00.000+08:002007-11-03T02:43:35.255+08:00here we go again...i am getting so addicted once more in this blogging vice. i cant help it but to hit the keys of the computer in this blog, in that blog, and in blogs everywhere.hit the keyboard...hit the keyboard. update the Friendster account then go back to blog. add a friend even she is unknown to me then go back to blog writing. this is me. i just noticed, there is a specific part of the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-61362010500252911862007-08-20T06:20:00.000+08:002007-08-20T06:29:47.526+08:00Help what's happening to me?!?!?I'm missing a friend, he went to Baguio.I've got a break up recently.I feel I am not loved.I was alledged to press all the buttons of the elavator of this building.I was insulted.I failed to attend two consecutive masses.I had a misundestanding with a collegue who I admire most. I hurt Yd!i hope everyone could understand me that Jett Paul really hate to hurt a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-80092821997158258592007-06-23T05:49:00.001+08:002009-03-09T11:08:31.523+08:00The only problem with those people who wanted to become my friend that fast is they thought it'll be all fun...they failed to consider that I am also a human being who has emotions too. Nakatikim ka na ba ng lupit na humahagupitNakatikim ka na ba ng lupit na himahagupitNabulabog ka na ba ng kulogTinamaan ka na ba ng kidlat Nakatikim ka na ba ng lupit na humahagupit i Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-9187909753795302812007-05-09T20:12:00.000+08:002007-05-09T20:13:59.247+08:00I am the youth of the land. But unlike the other youths, I am not the usual one that you would see in the schools or in the streets. I write whenever there is no writer in the group. I sing whenever no one sings. I speak in my native language in an English class. I use black when everyone’s in white. I use a pencil when the requirement is a ballpoint pen. I am deviant. I am not normal. In short…IUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-12294715939489231742007-05-07T06:32:00.001+08:002009-03-09T11:03:54.265+08:00Good Morning Monday!As I walk on the garden of Notting Hill this morning (well, not in London), I could still see the moon awake on six a.m. This is not the usual thing. I am walking on a six a.m. park?!?!Every man can be a rapist.Today I am a slaveUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-68698712254197475582007-05-04T21:51:00.001+08:002007-05-04T21:51:33.091+08:00Whaaat Should I Do?I called my prospect univertity and the CAL told me that I had to first apply to the Registrar's office before I could have the qualifying exams. How mean was the English Department of the college for not inoforming me to apply for transfer. The deadline, take note, of the application is only until the 30th of April. Is it a destiny fo me to call on May 3, just three days late afeter their Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-86467116725615601512007-05-01T05:23:00.001+08:002007-05-01T05:37:19.698+08:00Holiday Hurray!Holiday Hurray!There should be no work for today since it's Labor Day. However, as your news buddy, I take the pride of serving you even today! Cliques and the Campus will be back on May 3.Well, I guess it's everyone's issue what they saw with Maricris' behavior inside the Big Brother house. Finally, after dumping the night of the whole Philippines, Maricris is evicted off the house. I myself Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-41913661390810108892007-04-28T22:31:00.000+08:002007-04-28T07:37:51.502+08:00Getting AlrightLATELY, just lately... I am getting alright. While I still don't understand the world very clearly in this world, as a young adult, I am a starving teen with all the attention that I need.This is life. You leave to learn according to Med of Truefaith. It sometimes hurts but that's the only way for us to learn. Most of the time, it's just a matter of our choice. We choose to get hurt, we choose toUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-25871585029989657412007-03-08T23:08:00.000+08:002009-03-06T02:22:12.324+08:00At Fando's Snack HouseAs the usual, I am here again at Fando’s Snack house. I am listening to Crazy for this Girl. I don’t know why but I am getting bused eating here. Whether just to have something to do with my time or, when depressed like this or even really hungry, I go here. Even when times that I really don’t have money on my wallet anymore.My iPod now plays Seasons in the Sun(Terry Jacks). “We had joy, we had Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-35391325690594341062007-03-07T00:47:00.001+08:002009-03-06T02:20:57.344+08:00Confusions of a Friend“A friend is always a friend,and relatives are born toshare our troubles”Proverbs 17.17“In my experience, once you’re the friend,there’s no going back.You’ll be the friend of that girlfor the rest of your relationship”C. Sanchez"Everything starts with a friendship"Anonymous"If it won’t work out,I want us to end as friends."J. Paul FloresI am a loner. In fact, right now I am alone sitting here on Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-12797925084646594552007-01-22T15:51:00.000+08:002009-03-06T02:18:12.878+08:00Blessed DayHatefulFrown, boredomMourn, sorrow, and weepThings coming to bring you downThings coming to make you shout so loudThings coming to give you dreamsPraises, joy, and fulfillmentSmiles, excitement;Thankful.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-61560295661916050422007-01-06T22:04:00.001+08:002009-03-06T02:17:06.200+08:00Bad DayOkay. I know there are lots to write today like the weather: Is there a storm? It’s windy outside! But I know God doesn’t want me to share yet the stuffs I had on my mind (that originally, the contents of my blog today) this morning. Another lesson I learned this afternoon will be our topic for now.Before that let me tell you first this great discovery I had. Just this morning, I don’t know why Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-47594519412638159642006-12-28T00:00:00.001+08:002009-03-06T02:06:01.298+08:00So How Did I spend My Christmas Vacation?So How Did I spend My Christmas Vacation?Of course as a good judgment to a great occasion like this, just like the traditional stuff you see in the movies. Shopping…shopping…shopping! I shopped everywhere. My gift for Ate Lhen is a blue pouch coming from a mini store in a nearby mall. She was so surprised and repeated her “Tenk-Yu” several times on the 00:00 of the 25th. Meanwhile, Ate Di Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3928142864054665848.post-65009813064997148432006-12-23T23:56:00.002+08:002009-03-06T02:03:16.216+08:00It’s Never Late to Celebrate ChristmasJust this morning (“as in morning”), I think I just received my Christmas gift from Santa. I drove from Eastwood going to Pasig at five this morning when a Christmas song began to play on my radio.I don’t know why I suddenly wanted to open my window during that time. I felt the breeze on my fingers. I began to feel the spirit of Christmas even if it’s December 30th. So I sang with the radio. As IUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0