<?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-30773192</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:00:11.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET SADNESS: The Sands Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2655549117146774620</id><published>2008-08-13T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:06:10.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with De La Salle Lipa Students</title><content type='html'>Here at Burger King North EDSA, where two students from De La Salle Lipa, Batangas interviewed me about blogging. They needed it for a documentary for school, and I heard next in line are Abe Olandres and DJB. They were hoping it'd be aired on TV-5.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kahiya. Hahaha. I hate being in videos because they are unflattering, and I never know what to say in front of a camera. Case in point: the QTV-11 interview during the Philipping Blogging Summit, wherein my brain froze like hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But everything went well, I suppose. Being students (and not professionals), the duo understood my hesitation, and they put me at ease. They were willing to bend over backwards for my sake. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What's even better is that they gave me a package of Kapeng Barako. Mwahahaha. I love this stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you sa kanila. =D&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2655549117146774620?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2655549117146774620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2655549117146774620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2655549117146774620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2655549117146774620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/interview-with-de-la-salle-lipa.html' title='Interview with De La Salle Lipa Students'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5414985873648975629</id><published>2008-08-12T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:19:45.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awesome Two-One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never thought I’d get to live this old, but it feels good all the same. Thanks you all for the greetings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A cake like this one from &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/the-big-two-oh-teenager-no-more/"&gt;last year’s celebration&lt;/a&gt; would be great.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="centered"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/28vg1aw.jpg" alt="20th Birthday Cake!" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;Pic by &lt;a href="http://es2pido.multiply.com/photos/album/14/AT_SHARIS_B-DAY_BASH" class="extlink"&gt;Neil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aww man, sucks I don’t have any money to get myself drunk today. Heh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5414985873648975629?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5414985873648975629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5414985873648975629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5414985873648975629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5414985873648975629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/awesome-two-one.html' title='The Awesome Two-One'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/28vg1aw_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5969790524366098612</id><published>2008-08-11T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:38:13.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukas pa kaya!</title><content type='html'>The funniest thing happened a few hours ago. When I decided to turn it at around 3am, I caught my mom talking with Ate Susan, who's an OFW in Dubai, on her mobile. Of course, I had to make singit on the phone and remind the latter that it'd be my birthday soon, and that I was expecting a gift from her. In a joking manner, of course.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You see, when she went home 2 months ago, she gave my brother and mom lots of stuff, and me, &lt;a href="http://www.benetton.com/portal/web/guest/ai2008/lifestyle_perfumes/otherfragrances#gallery_top"&gt;a sweet scent from Benetton&lt;/a&gt; (the Hot one). :)) It made for a good joke or two. I told her then what I tell everyone who asks me what I want: perahin mo na lang! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, as soon as I mom got off the phone, she started singing:&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, happy birthday...Happy birthday to you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;With matching dance moves pa. I was reading one of my precious fan fictions on my phone then, and I was, like, thinking, "Mom, what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the hell&lt;/span&gt; are you doing?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amused, I told her, "Bukas pa kaya."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ha? Anong oras na ba?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"3:30am."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Anong date na ba?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"August 12."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ah, ganun ba?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Excited ka?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--- insert hysterical laughs here ---&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bet my mom was thinking I'd be 21, and I'd finally move out of the house. Must be the reason why she was so excited. ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5969790524366098612?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5969790524366098612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5969790524366098612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5969790524366098612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5969790524366098612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/bukas-pa-kaya.html' title='Bukas pa kaya!'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8959751292718648049</id><published>2008-08-11T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:53:11.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do I Introduce Thee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Most of the time, bloggers are requested to introduce themselves in front of all the people in the room. I have an issue with microphones (especially when they’ve been used lots of times before my turn…kidding, of course), so I make my speech as short as possible. There’s just something about “self-marketing” that doesn’t settle well with me (read: I don’t know how to do it), and I’m just naturally a very horrible speaker.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Probably the only time I ever considered to speak for more than 30 seconds was when my blog won last year in the &lt;a href="http://philippineblogawards.com.ph/" class="extlink"&gt;Philippine Blog Awards&lt;/a&gt;. I posted an &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/philippine-blog-awards-acceptance-speech/"&gt;acceptance speech that’s so incredibly dirty&lt;/a&gt;, it became quite a hit with some people. I timed it to 5 minutes, and I would have used it too, if not for the fact that there was no chance for me to speak. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cute.gif" alt="^_^" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is the line I often use when introducing myself. I use it all the time, because it’s short and straight to the point. Besides the occasional giggles and side comments, that is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, I’m Shari of misteryosa.com.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;The version I &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; probably use often.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, I’m Shari of misteryosa.com and bloggerskapihan.com.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;The version I &lt;em&gt;should have used&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/photos/album/110/Top_10_Emerging_Influential_Blogs_of_2008" class="extlink"&gt;the dinner yesterday night&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, I’m Shari of misteryosa.com. I’m also a crew at bloggerskapihan.com. My Plurk handle is rakshari. And my birthday is on August 13.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday was my chance to solicit for gifts, and I blew it. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_shakefist.gif" alt=":shakefist:" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been thinking, how can I possibly make my introduction wittier and more fun? Should I make pun (pun intended) of my name, like &lt;a href="http://awbholdings.com/blog/" class="extlink"&gt;Ar&lt;em&gt;betLog&lt;/em&gt;gins&lt;/a&gt; does? Or should I pitch for my other blogs, like &lt;a href="http://tesstermulo.com/" class="extlink"&gt;Doc Tess&lt;/a&gt; does?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It sucks to be boring. I’m itching to use the one written in my &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/"&gt;homepage&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8959751292718648049?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8959751292718648049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8959751292718648049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8959751292718648049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8959751292718648049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-i-introduce-thee.html' title='How Do I Introduce Thee?'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6291590029799979028</id><published>2008-08-09T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:32:48.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Books, and My Birthday Wishlist *hint hint*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so totally not into material things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, right.&lt;/em&gt; Who am I kidding anyway? Like I’d fool myself by saying that. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cute.gif" alt="^_^" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Currently, I’ve only two obsessions: &lt;strong&gt;books&lt;/strong&gt; (mostly the used ones; I don’t care about the condition as long as they’re readable and have no missing pages. Here’s &lt;a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pEoVS07XHz6tjst5xFP8BTw" class="extlink"&gt;a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; incomplete list of my books&lt;/a&gt;), and the animanga &lt;strong&gt;Yu Yu Hakusho&lt;/strong&gt; (I know &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/mic-test-mic-test-yyh-addiction/"&gt;I’ve told ya’ll that before&lt;/a&gt;, right?).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sex? Nah. I like it, but I can live without it. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_tongue.gif" alt=":p" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m quite fond of pre-loved stuff, though I have no idea why. Ninety-nine percent of my books are from either &lt;a href="http://www.nationalbookstore.com.ph/" class="extlink"&gt;National Bookstore&lt;/a&gt; in Cubao (but that was during the late 90’s era, back when there were books being sold for as low as P5) or &lt;a href="http://www.booksale.com.ph/" class="extlink"&gt;Booksale&lt;/a&gt; (this one’s in major trouble; I can’t find anything other than romance books nowadays).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://asteeg.net/" class="extlink"&gt;Christian&lt;/a&gt; said that &lt;a href="http://asteeg.net/2008/pichur/" class="extlink"&gt;reading is an expensive hobby&lt;/a&gt;, but I beg to disagree. In any case and at the very least, it doesn’t have to be. I can’t understand why book prices have gone up steadily since Harry Potter came along, when &lt;strong&gt;we’re supposed to be encouraging the youth to read&lt;/strong&gt;. But I know I wouldn’t throw money in the air for one good book when I could find an equally good one for half the price. It takes a rather keen eye to spot the best out of the bunch of worn books in thrift shops, but it’s well worth one’s time if you find a gem.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or maybe I’m living in the past…? &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":confused:" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The only reason why I was one of the best English students in my class during my grade school and high school years was because I was a prolific reader. My mom would always scold me for reading novels during exams week, but I didn’t care. Blah blah blah. Yadda yadda yadda. Hell, reading saved my fugly ass in the &lt;acronym title="University of the Philippines College Admission Test"&gt;UPCAT&lt;/acronym&gt;, because Language Proficiency and Reading Comprehension were the ones I got my highest mark in — 98 (Memorable because I was flabbergasted. Yay, I’m a braggart! Though really, I’m just pointing out that reading random things can do you a lot good even if you’re a major school slacker like I am. &lt;strong&gt;I failed goddamn PE, for crying out loud!&lt;/strong&gt; So, yes, &lt;a href="http://marocharim.com/" class="extlink"&gt;Marocharim&lt;/a&gt;, I only got into UP with &lt;a href="http://www.marocharim.com/2008/08/09/dignifying-that-controversy-statistics-injustice-and-damn-luck/" class="extlink"&gt;a lot of damn dumb luck&lt;/a&gt; and ended up being a mediocre-slash-undeserving “Iska”). So why did books have to become so darn pricey as to stop even me from spending on them?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How incredibly stupid and sad.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="centered"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/jkyij5.png" alt="Wordle for this post" width="500" height="295"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, no sense in crying over spilt milk now, yes? So on to the birthday wishlist. The list is a reminder to self what to buy if enough money comes around. I want them so much I’m whoring myself out. Hell, I’d gladly trade &lt;strong&gt;misteryosa.com&lt;/strong&gt; for them. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;First time I did this wishlist thing, actually. I had a little trouble coming up with things I like, since I like everything given to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;acronym title="Yu Yu Hakusho"&gt;YYH&lt;/acronym&gt;-related&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.ph/HTF-1993-YUYU-HAKUSHO-SUPER-REAL-TYPE-BOTAN-FIGURE-MIB_W0QQitemZ380053898701QQihZ025QQcategoryZ348QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem" class="extlink"&gt;Botan Figure&lt;/a&gt; - $12&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fangirl alert!&lt;/strong&gt; I am so in love with Botan. I think she’s the most amazing animanga character ever made, and that’s not even because I think &lt;a href="http://yuyuhakusho.com/" class="extlink"&gt;Yu Yu Hakusho&lt;/a&gt; is the best manga ever created (or because &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoshihiro_Togashi" class="extlink"&gt;Togashi Yoshihiro&lt;/a&gt; is one of the best manga artists of all time). I’m obsessed, I know. She’s just perfection-personified. In the animanga character kind of way, I mean. And hey, you can even throw in &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.ph/HTF-1993-YUYU-HAKUSHO-SUPER-REAL-TYPE-KURAMA-FIGURE-MIB_W0QQitemZ250280730110QQihZ015QQcategoryZ348QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem" class="extlink"&gt;Kurama&lt;/a&gt;, if you want, for good measure. Haha. There’s also &lt;a href="http://www.rightstuf.com/1-800-338-6827/catalogmgr/1OzgXsH6JblRwJJOFp/browse/item/77474/4/3045/0" class="extlink"&gt;one from Right Stuf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_YuYu_Hakusho_chapters" class="extlink"&gt;Complete Yu Yu Hakusho manga&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.rightstuf.com/1-800-338-6827/catalogmgr/1OzgXsH6JblRwJJOFp/browse/category/4/3045/36" class="extlink"&gt;Yu Yu Hakusho Graphic Novels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Online manga viewing can only go so far, especially because &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/my-bayandsl-story-bow/"&gt;my darn internet connection is all fucked up&lt;/a&gt;. It’s friggin’ hard to find &lt;acronym title="Yu Yu Hakusho"&gt;YYH&lt;/acronym&gt; mangas, but the graphic novels are available at Right Stuf for less than $6 each. Now if only shipping wouldn’t be such a bitch….(Why am I not living in Canada or &lt;acronym title="United States"&gt;US&lt;/acronym&gt; again?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rightstuf.com/1-800-338-6827/catalogmgr/etRkDWAn7vyophezJ4/browse/item/79997/4/0/0" class="extlink"&gt;Yu Yu Hakusho Season One Box Set&lt;/a&gt; - $31.48&lt;br&gt;This was released about two months ago, and…yeah, well. Hmm. It’s, like, two DVDs for the price of one. Selling price has gone up since its initial release, though. The &lt;a href="http://www.rightstuf.com/1-800-338-6827/catalogmgr/etRkDWAn7vyophezJ4/browse/item/80587/4/0/0" class="extlink"&gt;Season Two Box Set&lt;/a&gt; will be available next month, and its current selling price is $26.24. Uncut episodes and all that jazz. Who could resist?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rightstuf.com/1-800-338-6827/catalogmgr/1OzgXsH6JblRwJJOFp/browse/item/63618/4/3045/96" class="extlink"&gt;Yu Yu Hakusho: The Complete Guide&lt;/a&gt; - $11.95&lt;br&gt;Because I am a fan, and this is a potential gem. There might be some kind of revelation or information that’s not known to even the most obsessive YYH fans. Maybe there’s a tidbit about Botan’s past? Not much is known about her, so people tend to play around with her character.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new Kurama/Botan story.  &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":lol:" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Books (Easy Reads)&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.ph/Block-Sale-of-Nancy-Drew-Books-26-Books-Total_W0QQitemZ170247722298QQihZ007QQcategoryZ377QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem" class="extlink"&gt;Block Sale of Nancy Drew Books&lt;/a&gt; - P1,250 (US $28-29)&lt;br&gt;I’m a huge huge huge Nancy Drew fan even up to now. I especially like the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys SuperMystery ones. I was a bit disappointed when I saw that most of the SuperMystery books were removed from the list (most likely the seller allowed some buyer to just buy them off the lot), but I really had no right to complain, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lean-Mean-Thirteen-Stephanie-Plum/dp/0312349491" class="extlink"&gt;Lean Mean Thirteen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fearless-Fourteen-Stephanie-Plum-No/dp/0312349513" class="extlink"&gt;Fearless Fourteen&lt;/a&gt; by Janet Evanovich&lt;br&gt;Evanovich is simply one of the wittiest authors I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading since I became a sort-of-but-not-quite bookworm when I was in the 2nd grade. Fearless Fourteen is the 14th book (duh) in the cleverly written Stephanie Plum series of novels. The two books are the only ones missing from my collection, only because they’re not released in the Philippines yet. That just sucks. Especially since Ranger Manoso is the hottest book character ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="item/169/Books_I_Wish_I_Could_Buy_040808_Edition" class="extlink"&gt;Books I Wish I Could Buy (040808 Edition)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;A list I made 4 months ago. There are only 6 books, and 2 of them I’ve read already (Bridge of Terabithia and Story of a Girl). Skip to the list if you don’t understand the Filipino language or if you don’t care much for &lt;em&gt;ramblings&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="=D" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christophergolden.com/bodyofevidence.html" class="extlink"&gt;Body of Evidence series&lt;/a&gt; by Christopher Golden&lt;br&gt;Oh, man. This series rocks. Of course, I haven’t read anything new from it in the past 5 years or so, but I still am hoping that *someday*, the books are going to be available in the Philippines *again*. This fueled my dream to become a forensic scientist, until I acknowledge the bitter fact that I didn’t have the smarts nor the perseverance for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Time-Eagle-Sherryl-Jordan/dp/006059554X" class="extlink"&gt;Time of the Eagle&lt;/a&gt; by Sherryl Jordan&lt;br&gt;Released just last year, Time of the Eagle is the sequel to one of the most beautiful fantasies I’ve ever read, Secret Sacrament, which I &lt;a href="item/171/Secret_Sacrament_by_Sherryl_Jordan" class="extlink"&gt;sort-of-but-not-quite reviewed&lt;/a&gt; just a few months ago. Not even Tamora Pierce pierced my heart the way Jordan did. Drama, drama, drama. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_tongue.gif" alt=":p" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Children-Night-Diana-Tregarde-Investigation/dp/0765313189" class="extlink"&gt;Children of the Night&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jinx-High-Diana-Tregarde-Investigation/dp/0765313197" class="extlink"&gt;Jinx High&lt;/a&gt; by Mercedes Lackey&lt;br&gt;I fell in love with Diana Tregarde, psychic and witch extraordinaire, the moment I read about her in Burning Water years ago. I did a lot of reading after and found &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/%7Em_thomas3/abml/mlackey/laststraw.html" class="extlink"&gt;“The Last Straw”&lt;/a&gt;, where Lackey explained why the series was discontinued after only 3 books. Such a shame.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you have any or the books listed above, please consider selling them to me at a discounted price. He he.  &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_heart.gif" alt=":heart:" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Miscellany&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes I have problems plugging my phone to the laptop, so I think I need a new &lt;a href="http://store.palm.com/sm-palm-desktop-hotsync-cable--pi-2295845.html" class="extlink"&gt;Palm Desktop Hotsync Cable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saving up some hefty amount of money for the upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.manilabookfair.com/" class="extlink"&gt;Manila International Book Fair&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_yay.gif" alt=":yay:" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My old &lt;em&gt;book light&lt;/em&gt;’s a goner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lava lamps&lt;/em&gt; fascinate me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m easy to please. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_dance.gif" alt=":dance:" class="wp-smiley"&gt;  In conclusion, I reiterate &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/shari-the-musical/"&gt;this line I wrote from last year&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote cite="http://misteryosa.com/blog/shari-the-musical/"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone who says that all the good ones are taken has got to be kidding because, hey, I’m still single! &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I knoooow. Walang koneksyon. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_tongue.gif" alt=":p" class="wp-smiley"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6291590029799979028?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6291590029799979028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6291590029799979028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6291590029799979028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6291590029799979028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-books-and-my-birthday-wishlist-hint.html' title='On Books, and My Birthday Wishlist *hint hint*'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/jkyij5_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7977960336362231035</id><published>2008-08-09T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:22:31.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdict: Camp Rock Better than High School Musical</title><content type='html'>Demi Lovato isn't any better an actress than that Vanessa girl, but at least she sings helluva lot better. I actually liked her husky voice, to tell the truth. But I didn't exactly appreciate her blockings while she was singing "This is Me." She reminded me a little too much of the Vanessa girl, which made me like her less. And there's something about her smile-that-looks-too-much-like-a-grin that annoys me, but, at the same time, charms me. Meh. I must have been seeing things while I was watching the movie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I dunno if it's the video or something else, but the lips just don't synchronize with the music most of the time. That happens only when the campers perform some songs. What gives?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anywaaaaayyyy...The acting isn't *that* bad, I guess. I have many gripes with High School Musical, a lot of them stemming from the fact that HSM has got to have the most horrible actors ever casted on a Disney movie. Camp Rock has a more competent bunch of teenagers who call themselves actors, and they are surprisingly more effective than those from HSM (really, I HATE the movie series). How sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On one hand, if there's a story approach that I don't like, it's the "I'm pretending to be someone I'm not" kind. It's because I tend to be ashamed of the characters who do that. And I hate it pag napapahiya sila, haha. I hide my face during embarassing scenes, while I don't even bat an eye on scary ones. I'm weird, I know. Stupid-slash-clueless characters are so cliche. Worse, Camp Rock has two of them. They're funny at first but geez, people like them can be tiring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the other hand, I kinda like the "I just want to be *someone*" thing. Heh. I'm cheesy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Jonas Brothers? Nope. I don't like them. Even from the start. Eek. Uh-uh. But they're okay. For a cookie-cutter kind of popstars. ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What else happened in the movie again?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nevermind. The movie's okay, I guess. Better than High School Musical, acting-wise and plot-wise, definitely (sorry HSM fans, I fucking hate the story of the first HSM, and I never really watched the 2nd one because I dislike the Vanessa girl so much I can hardly look at her without rolling my eyes). Do I think it could have been better? Hell, yes! Did it disappoint me? The answer would've been a yes, if it wasn't for the fact that I didn't expect a better-than-HSM shit like that. So, well, no. Is it worth watching? I guess so. Does it have heart? I didn't hear it beating (or maybe it was too faint), if ever there is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really think Disney is slipping. It used to produce great original movies, but now...It's like the company's just putting something together just for the heck of it, as long as it sells. Bah. I hate showbiz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But wow, Camp Rock gave me a headache. Literally. My head's throbbing like crazy. Must be from lack of sleep.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7977960336362231035?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7977960336362231035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7977960336362231035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7977960336362231035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7977960336362231035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/verdict-camp-rock-better-than-high.html' title='Verdict: Camp Rock Better than High School Musical'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7087791313837251755</id><published>2008-08-06T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:25:17.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ka-Blog!: Ang Coolest Teen Tambayan</title><content type='html'>          &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Pilot Episode Summary&lt;br&gt;August 9, 2008&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SJmzBwoKCjwAAHea8Zo1/kablog3.jpg?et=2hdrglhPi6skvUoNKb7gnw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sup? I googled my BFF's e-shop, their just-in stuff's the shiznit! They've got them on Flickr too. Don't tell me you only friended her on Multiply? Get with it, IMHO Facebook's got more oomph. BUZZ! You're NR. I'll be AFK now, SYWISY!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's so much tech-speak going on among teens, the oldies might as well have been living under a rock. With new terminology cropping up each day like spambots (another thing there for the haplessly clueless to google) on your average website's comments space, it's like a whole new universe out there—social networking, blogging and e-mailing are the relatively easier parts, but it's a different story when things like phishing, twittering, and thread flaming start to come up. The acronyms, too, are a mouthful: PSP, DoTA, WoW, and MMORPG for gaming, and the likes of IDK, DND, ROFL and LMAO for chatting. Bridging the gen gap hasn't been easy before, but all this adds up to make it even more challenging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The flurry of gadgets and gizmos in today's high-speed world has upped the tempo of everyday life, and among all, the youth are the ones that have done the best catching up so far. A new breed of teenagers has emerged, one that inhabits a parallel society within the physical: the online world. They create cyber-identities and hook up with e-friends to walk in virtual villages, and they do it all in their seats with a couple of mouse clicks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we can go two ways at it. We keep gawking our eyes out in disbelief, clucking our tongues and lamenting at how the good ol' times are gone, or cringing and shaking our heads as the very evolution of youth unfolds right before us. Or we tread on the same path as the rare breed of way-too-groovy moms and cool-as-heck dads: we go right on with the flow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riding the wave is just what they're at, the News and Public Affairs gang over at GMA 7. They're rolling out Ka-blog! soon, a first-of-its-kind magazine show that will feature anything and everything about adolescent life. Each week, Ka-blog! will serve as the tambayan for teens to get a load of the latest updates, trends, and information on the many issues relevant to them—from fierce fashion forecasts to mind-blowing tech toys, the hippest hangouts and the hottest heartthrobs, as well as more pressing problems that concern teens, such as relationship and peer issues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SJmzOwoKCjwAAH2yIIs1/kablog1.jpg?et=U8sd6wAXZ9Qg37jgYMFLIQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hosted by the newest and youngest reporters on the GMA block, Ka-blog! will take teen viewers on a weekly ride to discovering and examining the wonderful things about being a Pinoy teen. Smart and chic Andrea Torres, the show's official style sister, will help teens navigate through ever-evolving fashion and lifestyle trends. Total performer and tech enthusiast Mico Aytona is the show's resident IT guy, for the total lowdown on the coolest gaming and gadget stuff. Athletics and recreation are right up the alley of sporty dude Lucky Mark Mercado for maxed-out moves to keep active. For teens with dating dilemmas, BFF problems or questions they dare not ask their family, wise-for-her-age Monica Verallo is the go-to girl on all matters personal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Together, Andrea, Mico, Lucky and Monica are all set to guide teen viewers as well as their folks, as they deal with the triumphs and challenges of adolescence. Ka-blog! is definitely going to make a change on their Saturday viewing habits, with a barkada they can turn to at all times, be it for a shoulder to cry on or a best friend to laugh with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SJmzjwoKCjwAAAMeQFo1/kablog2.jpg?et=2cRwgTAcslG4WGSWQbCNdg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To kick things off in the pilot airing, Ka-blog! gets a rare chance to interview the hottest young team-up in showbiz today: KC Concepcion and Richard Gutierrez. Ka-blogs Mico and Andrea visit the shooting location of KC and Richard's upcoming romantic movie and retrace how the onscreen couple's love team came to be. Ka-blog Lucky gets to put his agility to the test as he discovers Parkour, an extreme stunt activity with the goal of getting from one point to another in the fastest, most kick-arse way possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Ka-blog Monica tackles cyberbullying, a potentially more dangerous way that teens attack each other, as she interviews students who have fallen victim to bullies in the virtual world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get ready to tune in to the tube as the hippest, coolest and most exciting weekly program for teens starts rocking your world this August! Ka-Blog! airs Saturdays, 10:00-10:30 AM starting August 9 on GMA-7.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7087791313837251755?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7087791313837251755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7087791313837251755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7087791313837251755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7087791313837251755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/ka-blog-ang-coolest-teen-tambayan.html' title='Ka-Blog!: Ang Coolest Teen Tambayan'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1690774134501201608</id><published>2008-08-05T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:54:31.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TANGNA! Pagmalaki mong taga-UP ka, ganito ka mag-isip? (ANGE, HELP THIS FORSAKEN SOUL!!!)</title><content type='html'>Comments on the "UP students = fake scholars" thingy aside (have half a brain? you'd be disappointed too), &lt;a href="http://jesterinexile.blogspot.com/2008/08/taga-up-ka-daw-wenongayon-up100-so.html?showComment=1217991120000#c4052262563665657965"&gt;this one has me reeling&lt;/a&gt;. I am honestly mortified. This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucktard&lt;/span&gt; deserves to be burned in the deepest pits of hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SJkrdAoKCjwAAH0aNbw1/shittycomment.png?et=FByN%2C1E208Vi%2BF6dsHW0Zg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Honey, you've obviously missed the point of the whole entry. And Jester IS a UP student...LIKE YOU (oh really, UPian?)! He needs not be bitter about anything. I don't have to state the reason why that's the case, because it should be pretty obvious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SHIT! ANGE! PLEASE HELP THIS POOR UP JOURNALISM STUDENT! S/HE EVEN DOESN'T KNOW THE CORRECT USAGE OF "YOUR" AND "YOU'RE"!!! "AN" UP STUDENT? OWMAYGAWSH!!! EL TERIBLE NA NGA ANG KANYANG GRAMMAR, EL TERIBLE PA ANG KANYANG LOGIC!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really snapped at this one. I was pretty much cool during the whole fiasco, pero this comment was just so ludicrous it deserves to be spat at.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;anong paki nyo if subsidized tuition namin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are biting the hand that feeds you. Better watch your words. Anong paki ng taxpayers kung subsidized ang tuition ng UP? Gamitin mo naman yang utak mo! Hindi na dapat pinapaliwanag sayo yan!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grabe. Nakakainis. UP Journalism daw, tapos ganyan? Kumusta naman?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1690774134501201608?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1690774134501201608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1690774134501201608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1690774134501201608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1690774134501201608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/tangna-pagmalaki-mong-taga-up-ka-ganito.html' title='TANGNA! Pagmalaki mong taga-UP ka, ganito ka mag-isip? (ANGE, HELP THIS FORSAKEN SOUL!!!)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8325625803769695266</id><published>2008-08-05T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T05:35:21.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm Hmm Hmm</title><content type='html'>Nasa Burger King SM North EDSA (pwede kayong humabol kung gusto niyo ng libreng mea---2 pa pwede).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A short thought: I never should've expected anything at all. Disappointing, really, but I love BK enough not to bitch too much about it...I think.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8325625803769695266?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8325625803769695266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8325625803769695266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8325625803769695266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8325625803769695266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm-hmm-hmm.html' title='Hmm Hmm Hmm'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7770534828201043387</id><published>2008-08-04T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:10:05.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a sponsor for the Philippine Blog Awards 2008</title><content type='html'>  &lt;h3&gt;What is the Philippine Blog Awards?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Philippine Blog  Awards (PBA) is an annual  event that aims to  recognize Filipino-owned  blogs that represent the  best in the vibrant and  diverse Filipino blogging  community. This diversity is seen in the different niches,  ranging from but not limited to the arts, culture, technology  and politics and the new forms and medium of blogging like  podcasting and video blogging. Indeed Filipinos here and  abroad and netizens from around the world have become  more familiar and regular punters or visitors of the Filipino  blogging industry and community.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there is still more. Not only does the Philippine Blog  Awards limits itself as a venue to showcase notable Filipino  blogs but it is also an annual event that aims to promote  blogging as a growing new media industry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;History&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Philippine Blog Awards was a  project conceived in the latter part of  2006 to recognize quality content in  the Philippine Blogging Community.  The PBA as it was to be known was co-founded by bloggers Gail Dela Cruz, Abe Olandres and  Jayvee Fernandez.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2007 Philippine Blog Awards was successfully held on  March 31, 2007 at the RCBC Theater, RCBC Tower, Makati  City with over 200 bloggers and participants attending the  awards night. The awards were covered by Inquirer.net,  GMANews.tv, Manila Bulletin, RPN 9 and hundreds of  bloggers across the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 2008, the Philippine Blog Awards was able to register and  is now officially recognized as a non-stock and non-profit  organization – Philippine Blogger Awards Inc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Sponsorship Packages&lt;/h4&gt;PM or email at shari@misteryosa.com if you're interested. Will send the info ASAP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The event will be covered by INQUIRER.net, GMA News.TV, Manila Bulletin, RPN 9, and --- of course --- hundreds of bloggers. (Total Media Value = P250,000)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7770534828201043387?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7770534828201043387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7770534828201043387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7770534828201043387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7770534828201043387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-sponsor-for-philippine-blog-awards.html' title='Be a sponsor for the Philippine Blog Awards 2008'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-747890997768713937</id><published>2008-07-31T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:49:32.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to BayanDSL (and Bayan Telecommunications)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear BayanDSL,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've been frustrating me more and more as days pass by. What the hell's the matter with you? Why are you acting this way? I've always thought you love me, you know, for being your awesome self for almost a year that I've been a subscriber. You've been great despite the few glitches here and there, which are normal anyway, so I've never held them against you.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But lately, you've changed. And not in a good way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Annoying lags, frequent disconnections, and --- even worse --- no connections at all....Whatever happened to that amazing service I used to get for almost a year? It's not enough that I'm not getting the speed that I've been paying for, now you just have to abandon me altogether. I've been awfully understanding, but this is just really getting into my nerves.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the previous 12 hours or so, you seem to have celebrated a "no dial tone" day, which prevented me from calling in and reporting the problems again. More irritating is that earlier this day, I was supposed to have food delivered to our house because the empty cupboard hadn't anything to offer, but then, what could a mere human like me do about it? Magically turn the rats and cockroaches into crunchy, yummy meals?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm beginning to hate you. Even if my &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/my-bayandsl-story-bow/"&gt;past blog entry&lt;/a&gt; has caught the attention of the &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/my-bayandsl-story-bow/#comment-15424"&gt;Department Head of the so-called CS for Data &amp; IP Services&lt;/a&gt;, enough for him to comment on my blog and actually offer to help, the resentment still keeps building up. Nakakainis na talaga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sobra.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-747890997768713937?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/747890997768713937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=747890997768713937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/747890997768713937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/747890997768713937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/open-letter-to-bayandsl-and-bayan.html' title='An Open Letter to BayanDSL (and Bayan Telecommunications)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8419313353406382182</id><published>2008-07-31T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T04:55:59.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhay Coke Party Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s time to announce the winners of the Buhay Coke Vlog contest.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What:&lt;/strong&gt; Buhay Coke Vlog Contest Announcement of Winners Party&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;When:&lt;/strong&gt; August 8, 2008, Friday, 6:00 p.m. onwards&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Where:&lt;/strong&gt; Taste Asia at the Mall of Asia&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wassup?:&lt;/strong&gt; Announcement of winners and just simply to parteeh the Taste Asia way!&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;How:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?key=pPn7Sq30Ks1nH_adg5zBAdg&amp;email=true"&gt;Register here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There’s room for 500 people! So kindly spread the word too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks, &lt;a href="http://aileenapolo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aileen&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8419313353406382182?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8419313353406382182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8419313353406382182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8419313353406382182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8419313353406382182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/buhay-coke-party-part-ii.html' title='Buhay Coke Party Part II'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8611453404638143916</id><published>2008-07-30T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:04:11.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippine Blog Awards 2008 on September 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And it just so happens that it will also be the 36th anniversary of the declaration of Martial Law in the Philippines by late former president Ferdinand Marcos. So, see, while most people are out on the streets, protesting and/or commemorating the said “event,” some people will be attending one of the most-awaited and &lt;em&gt;bonggang&lt;/em&gt; high-class events this year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://philippineblogawards.com.ph/"&gt;Philippine Blog Awards 2008&lt;/a&gt; will be held on &lt;a href="http://www.1esplanade.com/"&gt;One Esplanade&lt;/a&gt;. It’s a pretty big and beautiful place — but then, of course, I haven’t even been there before. I’ve &lt;em&gt;seen&lt;/em&gt; it via a video made by the organizers themselves, which you can &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T14Pi4bJszc"&gt;watch on Youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mark your calendars. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley"&gt; Further details will be announced eventually. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8611453404638143916?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8611453404638143916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8611453404638143916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8611453404638143916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8611453404638143916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/philippine-blog-awards-2008-on.html' title='Philippine Blog Awards 2008 on September 21'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1122620043043404258</id><published>2008-07-29T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:03:37.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And thus, I admit my disorder</title><content type='html'>For almost 10 years I kept this to myself. My family was only informed last year about this sickness, but they knew the problem since the start. Thanks to the TV show Emergency, we found out that I wasn't alone in my plight, and there was indeed a name for this certain kind of psychological disorder.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRICHOTILLOMANIA&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully, though, I don't eat my hair like most who have the condition do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll try to write something more in-depth about it on my blog soon --- maybe on the day I turn 21. Who knows?&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trichotillomania&lt;/strong&gt; - “trich” - is a condition wherein people have a very strong urge to pull out their hair for whatever reason. It is said to be an impulse control disorder, however, some say that it is an obsessive-compulsive disorder. People suffering from trich may have noticeable bald spots in areas which they pull hair from. In my case, my scalp.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of the social implications of this disorder, some - if not most - trichsters have low self-esteem. Hair is often equated with beauty, so the condition can be emotionally painful for the trichsters. Either they shy away from the “normal crowd,” or cover up the fact that they’re “different.”&lt;/p&gt;I've a blog, &lt;a href="http://trichster.net/"&gt;Trichster.net&lt;/a&gt; made especially for my thoughts about my condition, and my "road to recovery." The latest posts are set in private since they involve my family as a whole; I had to do it when I noticed that it's been getting hits from search engines. I'll try to come up with something that can be "consumed" by public, but whatever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There really isn't much to do than take antidepressants (Oh, Prozac, why must you be so expensive?) and other medicines that might help. I also have to try not to stress myself too much, which is pretty hard because I'm naturally a very stressful person.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thing is, my family's about to hit rock bottom because of my brother's more unusual condition. While the initial prognosis last year is mild mental retardation, most people disagree with the finding because of...basta, lots of things. He's not fit to go to school (again, because of so many reasons), so I have to be with him every time. Kaya lagi kami magkasama. =D Parehong siraulo. ^_^ We're looking into a good homestudy program, para kahit man lang elementary maka-graduate siya. Tapos he needs to undergo a series of tests that costs P10K per session. Fuck, noh? And it's just so damn hard because people look at my brother differently. He hears what others say, I hear what others say, and it takes a lot out of me not to scratch their faces and shit on them. Sabi nga ni nanay last week, when she asked me to send the request for partial refund sa former school ni Robby, "Wag mo nang dalin ang kapatid mo. Iba na tingin sa kanya 'run." In fact, when my mother told me about the decision to stop my brother from schooling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, naluluha kami pareho. Hahaha. Mahirap naman kahit sa kaninong ina na marinig ang masasakit ng salita ng ibang tao (and the irony is, mga hinayupak na ina rin ang mga lintek) sa anak niya, diba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;NOOOOO!!! I REFUSE TO CRY!!! GRRRRR!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*dabs eyes* Shit. I hate emotional scenes and memories. I'm such a crybaby. For the past few weeks, lagi na lang ganitong iyak ng iyak. Nakakapagod na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang dami kong gustong ipagsigawan sa mundo. Daming problemang gustong ilabas, pero sa ngayon, amin-amin na lang muna siguro. My life couldn't be any worse, and it frustrates me so much that I want to just die or something. Depress-depress-an na naman ako rito. Haaay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang daming gastos. Punyetang buhay ito. Sabi nga ni nanay kahapon, "Nagbubunot ka na naman."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then, I can't help it if my life stinks like hell.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1122620043043404258?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1122620043043404258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1122620043043404258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1122620043043404258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1122620043043404258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-thus-i-admit-my-disorder.html' title='And thus, I admit my disorder'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4552957978747385684</id><published>2008-07-29T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T05:21:48.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A List Apart Survey 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4552957978747385684?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4552957978747385684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4552957978747385684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4552957978747385684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4552957978747385684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/list-apart-survey-2008.html' title='A List Apart Survey 2008'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7527726629722588124</id><published>2008-07-29T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T04:48:12.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiraiya's such a perv. I love it! =D</title><content type='html'>       Forgoing with the anime...This one's here from Chapter 406, pages 8-9.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/2204/08ly1.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img61.imageshack.us/img61/3654/09ga4.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funneh. =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The more I read of Shikamaru, the more I fall in love with him. Goddamn he's such a piece of hot ass. And I detect another prospective "enemy" in the form of a certain decoder named Shiho. I kinda like her though, even with only a few appearance so far (she's new anyway). I'm still all for ShikaTem pairing, but I honestly would like Shikamaru to myself. Harhar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've liked Karin since I first read about her. =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who else?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7527726629722588124?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7527726629722588124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7527726629722588124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7527726629722588124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7527726629722588124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/jiraiya-such-perv-i-love-it-d.html' title='Jiraiya&amp;#39;s such a perv. I love it! =D'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7224048900009697328</id><published>2008-07-28T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:43:23.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My BayanDSL Story, Bow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've had only good words for &lt;a href="http://www.bayandsl.com/"&gt;BayanDSL&lt;/a&gt; since I became a subscriber late last year. I understand that problems arise at one point or another, from time to time, and --- as I'm a very patient customer --- I rarely ever complain or call in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being a dial-up user for years, I was amazed that I could surf the internet for 384kbps and shell out only Php899 for it. Then on November last year, one month of being a BayanDSL user, I was ecstatic when I had a free upgrade to 768kbps, even if &lt;a href="http://speedtest.net/"&gt;Speedtest.net&lt;/a&gt; always reports that I've &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; reached that speed ever --- in fact, my fastest download speed is 381kbps, even with the speed-on-demand thingy. But still, I did not say anything, because, hey, geez, after 6 years in dial-up, bam!, DSL, woosh. &lt;i&gt;Wow&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've only reported a problem once, and BayanDSL responded the day after, which is actually pretty quick 'cause PLDT normally took weeks to even respond to our queries, even if we constantly follow up on them every other day (it's the reason why we jumped ship more than a year ago). I've been a happy customer, really. Well, I still am, provided that this newly-fixed connection of mine doesn't fuck up on me again today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the past 4 days, I've had connection problems that I tried to brush off as huge flukes in the system. I've had numerous excuses in mind just in case I lose my patience: it happens, there's no perfect service, maybe it's typhoon Frank's fault, it's windy today anyway, or whatever else I come up with. I swear, you'd want me as a customer. I'm not demanding as long as you treat me good, and you give me what I want.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I commanded my dear brother &lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;Robby&lt;/a&gt; to call BayanDSL 'cause I was getting pretty annoyed already. Lags and disconnections are pretty irritating especially when you're directly downloading some huge file --- like, the backup of your whole site, for example. But, lucky me, the latter's exactly what I was doing, and the former's exactly what happened, so....Geez, you get the idea, don't you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then came the BayanDSL technician to the rescue. He just left a couple of minutes ago, actually. I asked him about &lt;a href="http://edericeder.com/"&gt;Master Ederic&lt;/a&gt;'s exciting post last month about &lt;a href="http://edericeder.com/bayan-dsls-free-speed-upgrade/"&gt;BayanDSL's free speed upgrade&lt;/a&gt;, which would give my internet connection a speed like Superman's: 1286kbps. He didn't know a thing, but that's fine. I told him I'd call BayanDSL and inquire about it myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And so I did. I mean, again, I &lt;i&gt;commanded&lt;/i&gt; my dear brother to call the number posted on the website "for details," and the woman with an I'm-better-than-you voice confirmed that, indeed, Plan 899 offers a speed of 1286kbps. "Huzzah!" yelled the little voices in my mind. I did a little victory dance and started to stri---&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oops, erase erase erase. Too much info.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, so I took the phone receiver from my dear brother and told this woman with an I'm-better-than-you voice that I'm subscribed to the 768kbps speed on Plan 899, and asked her how I can upgrade my speed and if it's for free. She told me something to this effect: "Ah, tawag ka na lang sa *something*something* hotline, number 449---" I told her to wait and wrote down the number as she said it (it's 499 2959, for you BayanDSL subscribers who are interested).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me: Thank you po!&lt;br&gt; Her: Okay. *blag*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In case you're wondering, that *blag* is actually the phone being slammed down. Or maybe not being slammed down, but that's what it sounded like to me, because it was so loud, and it was painful, and it was anger-provoking. And after I uttered a very venomous "Bitch!" at the busy tone, I called the hotline number she gave and waited...and waited...and waited....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, so I'm still waiting on the phone write now. See? The recorded voice says I can leave a voicemail, request for a call back, or chat with them. But I'm not exactly into talking with machines, call back is out of the question because my brother will use the phone to connect to the internet via dial-up, and I can't seem to login to their live chat page. I want to talk now. Because if I hold this off, I'd be too lazy to call them again and will eventually forget about it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still waiting....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Besides, my dad's taking away the laptop tomorrow. Which means I'll be, well, lonesome again until I enter my adulthood next month. See, in 3 weeks time, I'd have what they call the legal age, and I'd be a very legal hot mama anywhere in the world. Okay, so maybe not a hot mama, but still legal, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ahh, darn. Still waiting.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7224048900009697328?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7224048900009697328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7224048900009697328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7224048900009697328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7224048900009697328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-bayandsl-story-bow.html' title='My BayanDSL Story, Bow.'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8739907797926741472</id><published>2008-07-22T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:49:49.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Letter to Botan (and, coincidentally in a twisted way, KuramaxBotan)</title><content type='html'>    &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIaYMAoKCjwAACaDop81/botan.jpg?et=4ykloYHbdKfueGfyUBGwcA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love you. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know how many times I've told you that, but I'm not embarrassed to pull a Kuwabara Kazuma again and again and look like a love-struck fool in front of everyone. I've adored you ever since I saw that oar-flying ball of frenzy with the soft blue hair and eyes the color of brilliant amethyst who helped Urameshi Yuusuke in his missions as a Reikai Tantei. More than 10 years of obsessing over a girl that I know can never be mine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are simply the most beautiful girl in all of the anime word...at least, that's what I think and believe. Perhaps there really is some special way that ferry girls cry without always shedding tears, for I can't imagine how long you've dealt with death and still manage to face each day with a smile. You're a loyal and trustworthy employee, a faithful friend, and a brave girl who's willing to sacrifice her whole being for the ones she loves.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIaYwAoKCjwAADIp2cA1/botan-sad.jpg?et=cJsOTbX6CfpTfgs9xdLnSQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People tend to romanticize your character because of your occupation: a Deity of Death, a not-so-grim Grim Reaper, a ferry[wo]man. I can't blame them though; you're a mystery from Yu Yu Hakusho's first chapter up to the last, and the only thing we know about you is your dedication to your job. Everyone is free to speculate what you think, where you're from, or how you feel without contradicting anything canon. You're a chameleon, able to fit right in into whatever world people throw you into.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIaYgQoKCjwAACyguDY1/botan-mystery.jpg?et=krzGJZkArXwviLjwwYKw6w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You've been called bubble-headed. You've been labeled as a ditz. You've been portrayed as stupid. But in my eyes, you're perfect and ever beautiful. You may be a princess to some, a flower to others, an angel to a few, but this I tell you: you're a very special ferry girl to me, and that you will always be.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIaYrgoKCjwAADIp2ag1/botan-neko.jpg?et=HPAxq05CvXdQD%2B7hlv0L%2BQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BUT since you're only a product of Togashi Yoshihiro's genius, I know very well that I can't have you. I'll always be just a spectator of your wonderful adventures with the foul-mouthed delinquent Yuusuke, the sweet yet idiotically dumb Kazuma, the ill-tempered fire demon by the name of Hiei, and the ever-so-polite yet cunning Minamino Shuuichi with his ever-so-cold alterego Youko Kurama. I'll always be just on the sidelines whenever you work side by side with the ungrateful prince of the Spirit World Koenma, his bluer than blue assistant Jorge, and your fiery apprentice Hinageshi. I'll always be just an eavesdropper of your girl-to-girl talks with the Mary Sue Yukimura Keiko, the soft-spoken ice demoness and twin sister to aforementioned fire demon Yukina, the psychic and kickass sister to the idiot Shizuru, and heck, even the pink-haired powerful grandmother Genkai.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just here, content on watching you go about your life without some fat depressed girl making a nuisance out of herself. However, I want you to be happy 'cause you deserve it, so I'm forever pushing you to Kurama 'cause he's perfect for you. You complement each other's personalities. You can brighten up the brooding Shuuichi and tame the spirit fox Youko in him, while he in turn can...well...be his natural self and respect and protect you always. Besides, you two look good together in whatever form. Proofs?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SIaNQgoKCjwAABwL5HQ1/candypop.jpg?et=t3HcwVQ0RfWamwVTmkpW6g&amp;nmid=0" alt="Kurama (Minamino Shuuichi) &amp; Botan - artwork by Candy Pop" title="Kurama (Minamino Shuuichi) &amp; Botan - artwork by Candy Pop" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SIaNXAoKCjwAABhM10E1/licensedtokill.jpg?et=m118iCGdiatoBmhGF1fcLw&amp;nmid=0" alt="Kurama (Youko Kurama) &amp; Botan - artwork by Licensed to Kill" title="Kurama (Youko Kurama) &amp; Botan - artwork by Licensed to Kill" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/1200x1200/SIaNcAoKCjwAAB14@I81/angge.jpg?et=ptzgVCL4SP5dpf8lxKLQtg&amp;nmid=0" alt="Kurama &amp; Botan - artwork by Angge" title="Kurama &amp; Botan - artwork by Angge" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sighs. What a sight to behold when you two are together. And you even live in the same universe! He always saves you whenever you're in trouble, which is quite impossible for me to accomplish since, well, duh. I'm not even hinting or reading anything into his actions; I'm just stating a fact. He's always there for you, and you for him and his team. You both care for each other. Not like us two, who technically truly don't exist as far as we're concerned.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;INSERT: *throws a jealous rage*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bid my adieu for now, my love. Rest assured that you will always be in my heart, and until such time we can be together, you may play with that gorgeous kitsune however you want. I will take you from him, by force if necessary. Bwahahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ahem.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Love,&lt;br&gt;Shari&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8739907797926741472?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8739907797926741472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8739907797926741472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8739907797926741472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8739907797926741472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-letter-to-botan-and-coincidentally.html' title='A Love Letter to Botan (and, coincidentally in a twisted way, KuramaxBotan)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1149476891479548038</id><published>2008-07-16T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:47:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While waiting for some videos to convert from mpg to 3gp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going to do a YYH meme thiny whatevs. Just because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First, write down the names of 12 characters. Then read and answer the questions. You can't look at the questions (or click on the cut) until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use.&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Botan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minamino Shuichi&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Youko Kurama (yes, I'm treating Kurama as two separate people)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urameshi Yuusuke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hiei&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mukuro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yukimura Keiko&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Genkai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuwabara Shizuru&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuwabara Kazuma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yukina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Koenma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mukuro/Yukina? Nope. It's usually Mukuro/Yukina's brother Hiei. Heh. But, hmm, why not?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) Do you think Four is hot? How hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yuusuke is way beyond hot, especially when in his demon form. He makes me drool. That's how hot he is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.) What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Koenma getting Genkai pregnant? Geez. Well, first off, I hope we're talking about the young Genkai here. Anyway, what would happen? Probably Genkai would give birth...don't you think?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.) Can you rec any fic(s) about Nine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sure. They're not entirely about Shizuru, but she has a huge roles in those fics. Nightmare, Nightmare Syndrome (sequel), and I Shouldn't Have Let You Go. They're all in Fanfiction.net.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) Would Two and Six make a good couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shuichi...and Mukuro? Nope.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.) Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hiei/Shizuru or Hiei/Kuwabara. Great choices. I like the 2nd one better, but I'm a fan of their rivalry, not anything romantic. Heh! Though Hiei and Shizuru are almost the same.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.) What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;If Keiko walked in on Shuichi and Koenma having sex, she'd blush furiously and think about pretty boys having sex for the rest of her life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.) Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The prophecy: The fox demon would die in the hands of a human sword fighter who has an incredible amount of spirit energy. In an attempt to stop this prophecy, Youko Kurama leaves Makai to hunt for his future killer. One-shot. Non-yaoi. Not good with summaries. DISCONTINUED&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOL. That good enough? :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.) Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Botan and Genkai. Possibly. Besides, Botan loves Genkai enough to cry for her when the latter died, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.) Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keiko/Koenma. Hmmm. "Yusuke's Destiny" hehehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.) What kind of plot device would you use if you wanted Four to deflower One?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yuusuke deflowering Botan. He'd probably use Botan's oar, and they'd do it floating in the sky. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.) Does anyone on your friends list read Seven slash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keiko slash. Nope, not that I know of. Does it even exist?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.) Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kurama het. Of course! I think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15.) Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five?&lt;br&gt;Shuichi/Yuusuke/Hiei. HELL YES! Shuichi and Hiei ganging up on Yuusuke. WOOT! LOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16.) What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kuwabara: Oh, Yukina, my love! I am Kazuma, the man who will fuck your brains out! ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17.) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, which song would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Genkai? Hmm. Forever Young by Valley of Chrome. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18.) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warnings be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Botan/Mukuro/Koenma: Bondage, gore, yuri, child rape LOL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19.) What might be a good pick-up line for Two to use on Ten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shuichi on Kazuma: I know Hiei always pisses you off, so I was wondering...do you want someone to piss on? =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.) When was the last time you read a fic about Five?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I...forgot? I don't usually read Hiei-centered fics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.) What is Six's super-sekrit kink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Her restoration machine thing? ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22.) Would Eleven shag Nine? Drunk or sober?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Innocent Yukina shagging cocky Shizuru? Hmmm. Get her drunk, maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23.) If Three and Seven get together, who tops?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Youko Kurama and Keiko. No frigging way. Most prolly Kurama, 'cause he's a demon, duh. But then Yuusuke would've blasted his head off with the spirit gun even before Kurama thinks of anything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24.) "One and Nine are in a happy relationship until Nine suddenly runs off with Four. One, broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Eleven and a brief unhappy affair with Twelve, then follows the wise advice of Five and finds true love with Three." What title would you give this fic? Name three people on your friends list who might read it. Name one person who should write it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Botan and Shizuru are in a happy relationshup until Shizuru suddenly runs off with Yuusuke. Botan, broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Yukina and a brief unhappy affair with Koenma, then follows the wise advise of Hiei and finds true love with Youko Kurama.&lt;br&gt;Title: The Ties that Bind&lt;br&gt;Readers: KB fans like me might attempt to read it, but then...the summary's too fucked up&lt;br&gt;Writer: Hmm. I dunno. And Hiei, giving a "wise advise"? Seriously a fucked up fic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25.) How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keiko/Genkai? Well, there goes Yuusuke with a broken heart and lots of broken bones.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1149476891479548038?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1149476891479548038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1149476891479548038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1149476891479548038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1149476891479548038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/while-waiting-for-some-videos-to.html' title='While waiting for some videos to convert from mpg to 3gp'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7817521752487168867</id><published>2008-07-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:37:18.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats kina Coy at Xyla</title><content type='html'>Nanalo sila sa CandyMag Teen Blog Awards. Galing, no?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Best Boy's blog ang blog ni &lt;a href="http://thisiscoy.net/"&gt;Coy&lt;/a&gt;, at People's Choice naman ang blog ni &lt;a href="http://nursecissism.com/"&gt;Xyla&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kahit na ba mahigit 20 na yang dalawa, at technically ay hindi na teenangers. Harhar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In-update ko na rin pala ang listahan ko ng &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/journal/item/220/"&gt;10 Emerging Influential Blogs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7817521752487168867?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7817521752487168867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7817521752487168867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7817521752487168867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7817521752487168867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/congrats-kina-coy-at-xyla.html' title='Congrats kina Coy at Xyla'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-840036812765817067</id><published>2008-07-15T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:35:38.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WordCamp Philippines 2008…Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Repost from blog; link to sponsors over there&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It’s finally happening. After long years of being a &lt;a href="http://wordpress.org/"&gt;WordPress&lt;/a&gt; user-slash-buff and exchanging WordPress gibberish with &lt;a href="http://ajalapus.com/"&gt;Aja&lt;/a&gt; during our late-night geeky chats years ago, discussing articles from the &lt;a href="http://codex.wordpress.org/"&gt;Codex&lt;/a&gt; (I knoooowwww…how…geeky…hehe…Aja is my WordPress “mentor,” so all hail Aja and his plugins! heh), and basically being our usual dorky selves, &lt;a href="http://philippines.wordcamp.org/"&gt;WordCamp Philippines 2008&lt;/a&gt; has “arrived,” thanks to the people behind &lt;a href="http://www.mindanaobloggers.com/"&gt;Mindanao Bloggers&lt;/a&gt;. Of course I’m not about to waste this chance. It’s a go!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Topics like Video and Mobile Blogging and Blog Monetization make me wonder why &lt;a href="http://webstandards.org/"&gt;Web Standards&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pwag.org/"&gt;Web Accessibility&lt;/a&gt; are not in the list of “considered topics.” They’re not even exactly as “advanced” as vlogging and moblogging are, since they basically deal with correctly structuring HTML documents in the first place. They’re not even hard to do; in fact, documents that are standards and accessibility compliant are hundred times easier to build and manage than documents with randomly placed and unclosed tags. The WordPress Default theme itself takes web standards and web accessibility into account.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe someday PWAG or, errrr, the forever-hiatus Web Standards Philippines group, will be able to present their “arguments” before people who won’t get bored with stuff like those and become “responsible netizens,” whatever that means.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-840036812765817067?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/840036812765817067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=840036812765817067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/840036812765817067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/840036812765817067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/wordcamp-philippines-2008finally.html' title='WordCamp Philippines 2008…Finally!'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6441626744302981146</id><published>2008-07-11T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:55:12.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers' Kapihan: Bloggers' briefing on poll automation by COMELEC</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p&gt;The Commission on Elections will give a special briefing on poll automation to 20+ bloggers on July 19.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;COMELEC and its technology suppliers will conduct actual trainings on the usage of electronic voting machines and automated counting machines. Video presentations and tutorials will also be shown. The voting machines will be used in the ARMM elections next month.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The briefing will also be an opportunity to hear the feedback of voters and bloggers about the poll automation program of Comelec.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When:&lt;/strong&gt; July 19, Saturday, 1:00pm - 3:30pm&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where:&lt;/strong&gt; COMELEC Automated Electoral System Information Office, ground floor, Palacio del Gobernador Bldg. Intramuros, Manila (near Manila Cathedral)&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Program&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1:00 Opening remarks - Mr. James Jimenez, Comelec Spokesperson&lt;br&gt;1:05 Comelec presentation&lt;br&gt;2:40 Reaction from Bloggers’ Kapihan&lt;br&gt;2:45 Open Forum&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Due to limited seat, we urge the interested participants to send an email to &lt;a href="mailto:mongpalatino@gmail.com"&gt;mongpalatino@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6441626744302981146?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6441626744302981146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6441626744302981146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6441626744302981146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6441626744302981146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/bloggers-kapihan-bloggers-briefing-on.html' title='Bloggers&amp;#39; Kapihan: Bloggers&amp;#39; briefing on poll automation by COMELEC'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8534019905233396380</id><published>2008-07-10T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:30:41.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Always Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Standin' by my window,  &lt;br&gt;List'nin for your call;  &lt;br&gt;Seems I really miss you after all.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Time won't let me keep these sad thoughts to myself&lt;br&gt;I'd just like to let you know I wish I'd never let you go.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And I'll always love you &lt;br&gt;Deep inside this heart of mine&lt;br&gt;I do love you.&lt;br&gt;And I'll always need you&lt;br&gt;And if you ever change your mind &lt;br&gt;I'll still, I will love you.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Wish you'd never left me,  &lt;br&gt;But love's a mystery;  &lt;br&gt;You can break a heart so easily,  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The days and nights reveal how much I feel for you.  &lt;br&gt;Time has come for me to see how much your love has meant to me.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;And I'll always love you&lt;br&gt;And if you ever change your mind &lt;br&gt;I'll still, I will love you.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Time, like a river, keeps on rollin' right on by;  &lt;br&gt;Nothin' left for me to do, so I watch the river rise.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; And I'll always love you &lt;br&gt;Deep inside this heart of mine&lt;br&gt;I do love you.&lt;br&gt;And I'll always need you&lt;br&gt;And if you ever change your mind &lt;br&gt;I'll still, I will&lt;br&gt;I'll still, I will love you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8534019905233396380?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8534019905233396380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8534019905233396380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8534019905233396380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8534019905233396380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-always-love-you.html' title='I&amp;#39;ll Always Love You'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7972707738287960358</id><published>2008-07-07T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:28:20.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forcing Links to Open in a New Window = E.V.I.L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Repost from my blog. ^_^&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is, perhaps, one of the practices I’ve long ago chosen to forget, even before I adopted the teachings of web standards&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;See, this topic is brought about by a couple of fanlistings I’ve joined owned by the same person. In her rules, it is mentioned that the link back to her fanlistings must be opened in new windows. Immediately frowning upon the (in my opinion, ridiculous) rule, I set to explain on the comments box that I’m not about to do it because&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;it breaks the Strict compliance of a page, as the attribute &lt;code&gt;target&lt;/code&gt; is deprecated in the specifications&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it goes against web usability &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; web accessibility&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;code&gt;target="_blank"&lt;/code&gt; takes up precious kilobytes, and typing it is, quite honestly, very troublesome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it is of my opinion that if users want links to open in a new window, they’d do it themselves (get acquainted with the yummy hotkeys, people!). I’m not about to force it on them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to put it mildly, it’s helluva lot annoying and unnecessary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;This isn’t from just a point of view of an idealist of a standards compliant web. I don’t give a damn if users leave my site in favor of another; there’s always a back button in the browser that can be used (I’ve developed this amusing habit of hitting the backspace key for every website I visit, ugh). And even if I wanted visitors to stay on my blog and be graced by more of my idiotic rants, it doesn’t necessarily mean that they want to [stay/be]. In the end, I leave the decisions up to the web users. It’s all about their choices. I should know. I’m a web user myself, and I want to have a choice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t get me wrong. I’m not bashing the practice of having the links on your website open in a new browser window. I’m not even saying it’s bad practice (though I do &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; it’s, uh, awful) just because it isn’t exactly recommended.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, in my point of view as a web user, it can get pretty frustrating (I don’t want a new window, dammit!). As a Firefox user, it can get pretty annoying (&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt; - I have too many open tabs as it is; I don’t need another one, &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; - I only need and want one window, thankyouverymuch). As a pseudo-standardista, it’s just plain &lt;del&gt;wrong&lt;/del&gt; unnecessary (read first two reasons).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t control the practices of different web designers, but the very least I want is to have some control over my browsing experience. And to have such a rule (heh, so now I go back to the cause of all this ranting) is just plain…well…&lt;em&gt;evil&lt;/em&gt;. Of course, I’m no angel myself. Those cute little icons I used to use to indicate external links are now a goner (but if and when I decide a major site overhaul, it will be done again).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And don’t even try to force everything your way with Javascript; I can always turn the damn thing off (and I do it most of the time too, because I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; Javascripts…for the most part anyway), and you’d be a fool in my eyes hahahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ahem. So.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No, I’m not about to write a lengthy article about the topic (awww, and I used to do that too, darn). We have the trusty &lt;a href="http://google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; for that one. I’m sure some other people have covered this topic well, and explained why links should be opened in the same window (in most cases).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As a very important sidenote, this is only &lt;em&gt;my opinion&lt;/em&gt;. I do not speak for the other 99.999% internet users out there. I want things &lt;em&gt;my way&lt;/em&gt;, and they want things theirs. *shrugs*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I’m saying is that, sorry, but I just don’t want my back button to break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7972707738287960358?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7972707738287960358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7972707738287960358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7972707738287960358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7972707738287960358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/07/forcing-links-to-open-in-new-window.html' title='Forcing Links to Open in a New Window = E.V.I.L.'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3686818049643717256</id><published>2008-06-29T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:21:26.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Promised Myself I Wouldn’t Cry Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;…but, as cliché as it may sound, I couldn’t help myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This week has just been such a stressful one. I may try to act like nothing’s wrong, but believe me when I say &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;’s been fucked. Problems keep piling up, with no solutions in sight. I’ve never been an emotionally stable person. Bouts of depression happen most of the time, but I try to get by with the help of medication and a few “bitching” here and there. Maybe I’m just not ready to deal with yet another death just when I was trying to piece my life back together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know, Saturday was such an emotional day for my mother and I. We actually made quite an embarrassing scene in the foodcourt of a mall while waiting for &lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;Robby&lt;/a&gt; and Ate Susan to come back from an errand. We talked about the past, mainly, and how, in many ways, we both felt it affected the family. Her last comment just struck me blind because I knew she was right, and deep in my heart I’m grateful that that’s the case, yet I couldn’t help the feeling of resentment to grow in me. She admitted that she felt the same, but who could really blame her? She was the perfect mother anyone could ever ask for under the circumstances, and I could say the same for her unwavering patience…for not giving us up. While I, on the other hand, had allowed this hate to build up in my heart for almost 10 years until the only thing left was this facade of civility for his sake, my brother’s sake, and the sake of the people around us. I tried to be as impassive as I could be in front of the crowd, but sometimes I couldn’t put a leash to the emotions, and I just had break down to relieve myself of them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There were times when I try to place the blame on someone else, but really, I could’ve handled the situation better if only I were a lot stronger. My mind was always full of what-if’s and could’ve-been’s, but the chance to wing it had come and gone, and I had to make do with present.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The emotions I try to hide in front of people, I show to my best friends — my pets. I love them; they serve as my support for every situation I get myself into. That’s why it was such a hard blow when &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/shes-dead/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bullet&lt;/strong&gt; died&lt;/a&gt; because she was the sweetest, most incredible support I’ve ever had. Suddenly things just didn’t matter anymore, and I was content on living life on auto-pilot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then there was this need to fill in a gap. I needed something else to care for other than my fucked up life, so bought a hamster. &lt;strong&gt;Gah&lt;/strong&gt; had this way of relieving my stress by just being there and looking all cute. She was a silent companion at day, and an active one at night. I grew to love her despite the vow I made that I wouldn’t let another animal get close enough to induce pain to my thinly-veiled heart when it had to leave.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I’ve never been a good keeper of promises that involve my feelings, that’s why I rarely even make them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My mom woke me up today when she saw a weakening Gah, who was already in the state of dying. I looked at my friend — my daughter, actually, since we refer to our pets as our children — and had to try hard to keep my emotions in check. I excused myself to the bathroom, all the while slapping myself silly for allowing some tears to escape from my eyes. I thought, it wouldn’t do her good to leave the world with her surrogate mother all teary-eyed, right? Thought I’d save the tears for tonight, and try to make her as comfortable as any dying animal ought to be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I bid a sad goodbye while stroking her fur, and my mom followed my lead. She wasn’t dead yet, but I told myself that talking with her before she did wouldn’t hurt one bit. She was, after all, the one with enough patience to listen to my rants without complaining (other than the occasional small bites and poos). What hurt the most was the fact that &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; was a repeat of the last time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was there watching as death took my buddy. There was, again, this feeling of being powerless to do anything. Y’know, like, “How can I put things back into perspective when I can’t even save my friend?” That kind of thing. The feeling of helplessness was consuming, and I could feel the brave front crumbling slowly. The only consolation was that Gah lived a happy hamster life, even if it was a relatively short one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love you, Gah. Be happy, wherever you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3686818049643717256?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3686818049643717256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3686818049643717256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3686818049643717256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3686818049643717256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-promised-myself-i-wouldnt-cry-again.html' title='I Promised Myself I Wouldn’t Cry Again'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7459143062574663942</id><published>2008-06-27T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:45:28.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Involvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;Typing this entry with a loud background music, partying with other bloggers here at Mall of Asia. This is for the &lt;a href="http://www.filipinovoices.com/the-philippine-issues-writing-project"&gt;Philippine Issues Writing Project&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When Pampanga Governor Ed Panlilio launched his blog, I raised one question that has been bothering me for quite some time now. I made several blog entries in the past about my frustrations regarding it. Good governance? Democracy? Well, they're all good and dandy. But they mean nothing if the Filipinos don't participate and utilize the chances given to them to live a better life effectively.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I inquired Governor Panlilio of his plans or programs to make the youth be involved more in his projects. His passion was commendable, but if people kept ignoring his initiatives, all his work would amount to nothing in the end. I asked him how in the world could he possibly catch the youth's interest in good governance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His answer was simple, yet oh-so-true. Aside from the fact that the Filipino youth have lost interest in anything political because of all the hullabaloo surrounding the Philippine government and all the people in it, they also have much things to worry about than some idiotic politician's corrupt ways. They have school problems to deal with, and their love lives to take special care of. (The adults, on the other hand, have family to feed, bills to pay, and their children's education to support.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's why the lack of involvement in the part of the Filipinos, children and adults alike, is no surprise to anyone, really. Even if the hardcore activists try their hardest to spread the word about how Gloria is this and Zubiri is that, they wouldn't be able to get through to most people's minds. Words just don't matter whenever one's future, betterment, of even life is at stake. They would rather just go on with their lives and try to survive the challenges hurdled their way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One can choose to preach, and one can choose to reach (one can even do both). Whatever your choice will be, it still does one good to be more aware and be involved even in small ways. Even the simplest and most random acts of kindness can mean a lot, and even make a big difference. Even if you can't be involved in activities on the national level (e.g., you're not yet of legal age to vote), participating in small community projects can and will make someone else's (and even yours) life better. Even if other people accuse you of being an armchair activist or even a pseudo-progressive, just continue doing the things you do with all your heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We should break the monotony and the passivity that the Filipinos have cultured throughout these years. We should take action, however minor they seem to be.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7459143062574663942?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7459143062574663942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7459143062574663942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7459143062574663942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7459143062574663942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/lack-of-involvement.html' title='Lack of Involvement'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4762781135941932728</id><published>2008-06-26T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:19:29.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Naruto</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't watched you in quite a long while now. I've decided to quit the marathon and take it a few episodes at a time because, quite honestly, your story's getting to be a REAL DRAG. I love Nara Shikamaru, and will continue to love him, but the plot's progress is just, well, retarded. I have to sacrifice seeing my dear Shikamaru, but it couldn't be helped. I had to stop with season 4's end and entertain myself with other anime series.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One of the reasons is the unreasonable amount of time wasted on repeated flashbacks. Y'know, I think flashbacks are fine. In fact, I think flashbacks make sense. They support the current situation in which the character's in. But when it gets repeated too many a time, one longer than the former, it gets tiring. Irritating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So while I've been abandoning you, I found another love in the form of a different anime series: Bleach. Funnier, truth be told. And I adore Renji and Nova too, the way I adore Shikamaru. It makes me laugh more, and, while there are so many damn characters in the series like you have, they're developed nicely. Heck, even the filler episodes are developed nicely. Not quite up to par with the original manga, but close enough. And the flashbacks are always minimal, if any. See? Cool. (So maybe there's this tidbit about seeing huge breasts and nice cleavege all the time, but that's just a perk)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your roster of op-ed songs and soundtracks is still one of the best, of course. That won't change. Better than Bleach's (but numero uno still is the bunch of YYH songs I have). I still sing the songs I know in the bathroom, in fact. But...episodes. Plot. Ugh. Dragging. Really. Troublesome. Sorry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS: Don't worry, I still love you. And I WILL finish you someday. Maybe when I reach episode 109 of Bleach, which is only 5 episodes away. I've also taken the liberty to finish Ouran Koukou Host Club and Rurouni Kenshin before I got started with Bleach. And, maybe, if I grow tired of you again, I'd finish Fruits Basket in-between. Hope you don't mind. (What's the deal with Cartoon Network always re-starting Naruto anyways?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4762781135941932728?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4762781135941932728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4762781135941932728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4762781135941932728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4762781135941932728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-naruto.html' title='Dear Naruto'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2758592159441454161</id><published>2008-06-20T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:01:55.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamburdey, Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/happy-birthday-dear-brother-robby/"&gt;Another year has passed&lt;/a&gt;, but you're still the same old &lt;i&gt;makulit&lt;/i&gt; boy that I helped raise for 12 years. My, my, my, how time passes by. It feels like just yesterday, I was cradling you on my lap, softly singing a lullaby that would lull you to sleep. I'd smile as you close your eyes, and watch over you as you dream of those sweet things that always managed to make you grin in slumber.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But in reality, you're a grown-up young man now, pushing to his teens, and your &lt;i&gt;ate&lt;/i&gt; is so darn sad that she's making a dramatic post. ^_^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can't carry you around with my anymore. You're going to have your own life, your own circle of friends, and then you both would suddenly feel yourselves slipping from the tight bond you formed since your birth. You'd have a girlfriend, or, &lt;i&gt;heaven&lt;/i&gt; forbid, girlfriends. You're so old &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt;. And now I feel older than I actually am.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But then again, I'm happy that you're learning things on your own, and facing your life bravely, the way you know how. Just keep on reaching out for your dreams. We, your family, will always support you and your endeavors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's another June 21st...&lt;i&gt;kaya magtino ka na!&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;br&gt; Ate Shari&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;Greet him&lt;/a&gt;?)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2758592159441454161?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2758592159441454161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2758592159441454161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2758592159441454161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2758592159441454161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/hamburdey-brother.html' title='Hamburdey, Brother'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7397489026785375020</id><published>2008-06-19T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:56:26.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because they deserve some link love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And in a separate blog entry, at that. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.lakwatsero.com/" mce_href="http://www.lakwatsero.com/"&gt;Bleue&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.atheista.net/" mce_href="http://www.atheista.net/"&gt;Benj&lt;/a&gt; for taking time to help me with my &lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/" mce_href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/uhm-help/" mce_href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/uhm-help/"&gt;homework&lt;/a&gt;, and doing it &lt;a href="item/256/Uhm_help?" mce_href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/journal/item/256/Uhm_help?"&gt;all the way&lt;/a&gt; (all that because they love Geography? nice).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I couldn't have done it without them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can now...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*snores*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;acronym title="Postscript"&gt;PS&lt;/acronym&gt;: Because I've such a sick sense of humor, humor me and --- if you're a Firefox user --- type &lt;code&gt;about:robots&lt;/code&gt; on your browser. Funny, eh? No? Oh, well. I warned you about my sense of humor. ^_^ Meanwhile, I've been tweaking my Firefox installation, and I think I'm getting used to the *awesome* address bar now.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7397489026785375020?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7397489026785375020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7397489026785375020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7397489026785375020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7397489026785375020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-they-deserve-some-link-love.html' title='Because they deserve some link love'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2019649953980361722</id><published>2008-06-19T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:25:36.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhm, help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/" mce_href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;My brother&lt;/a&gt; has this incredibly annoying homework "about" Philippine Topography, and because he now has a &lt;acronym title="PlayStation Portable"&gt;PSP&lt;/acronym&gt; to keep him busy after school (so much that he hasn't turned on the desktop, and his addiction to this site called &lt;a href="http://www.mig33.com/" mce_href="http://www.mig33.com/"&gt;Mig33&lt;/a&gt; has waned), he's not interested in doing it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Enumerate one mountain (bundok), volcano (bulkan), river (ilog), lake (lawa), and bay/gulf (look) in each of the 17 regions of the Philippines.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(With all due respect to nature and everything that's in relation to it [including people], why can't 6th graders be given essay assignments to test if they &lt;i&gt;really understand&lt;/i&gt; their lessons, instead of something as, uhm, &lt;i&gt;trivial&lt;/i&gt; as this? It's not as if they'd be ask to memorize each and every mountain in the country...or would they be?)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(In any case, I still think enumeration is the worst kind of exam ever to "grace" my test papers. I've detested it since I figured out my memory's capacity is not enough to store more than 3 facts at a time.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(I excelled in Algebra yet sucked greatly at Geometry because of those confusing formulas. I almost failed Chemistry [a dangerous and pitiful 85] and DID fail Physics [a whooping shameful 83] when I was in 3rd year high school just because of everything we were supposed to memorize. Damn, I hated high school.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(I'm sure if the subjects were taught in a more &lt;i&gt;critical&lt;/i&gt; manner, instead of the teachers just saying, "You have one week to memorize the Periodic Table of Elements," I'd have &lt;i&gt;understood&lt;/i&gt; the topics more. It didn't help that my class' afternoon schedule went like Elective-Physics-Chemistry-Advanced Biology, which would've killed my brain cells if I didn't manage to sleep through most of my classes ^_^)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, enough bitching. Anything thrown off will be appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2019649953980361722?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2019649953980361722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2019649953980361722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2019649953980361722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2019649953980361722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/uhm-help.html' title='Uhm, help?'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3391047774363440313</id><published>2008-06-19T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T04:48:45.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On politics and showbiz</title><content type='html'>Short and sweet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Call me biased and judgmental, but I really am not comfortable with the idea of actors whoring themselves out on politics. And it's not even because of the reasons some detractors like to give, like "Ano ba'ng alam niya sa pulitika?" or "Ni hindi nga naka-graduate ng kolehiyo yan, eh," but more in the lines of, "Oh great, add another dose to the popularity contest factor." And, of course, the fact that most of the time, they're just being used by the higher-ups. Whether directly or indirectly, it doesn't matter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not saying that they don't have their own minds, their own opinions. But newbies tend to get taken advantage of one way or another.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dingdong Dantes, being coerced to enter the world of politics?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And we get the same nightmare over and over again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Although maybe, JUST MAYBE, if it were Angel Locsin to run, I'd consider supporting her. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(And that's where the bias comes into play.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3391047774363440313?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3391047774363440313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3391047774363440313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3391047774363440313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3391047774363440313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-politics-and-showbiz.html' title='On politics and showbiz'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2766926422007892345</id><published>2008-06-17T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:06:51.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Celtics new NBA Champ</title><content type='html'>It was an amusing watch, really. Especially during the final minutes of the game, when Kobe Bryant kept on shaking his head in disappointment (or maybe irritation?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;NBA 2008 Finals MVP Player is Paul Pierce (who looks so damn handsome, heh).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was definitely not a close match, with Celtic's 39-point lead. I mean, seriously, 92-131? And in a finals?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aww, and I used to be a Lakers fan too. Bwahahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2766926422007892345?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2766926422007892345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2766926422007892345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2766926422007892345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2766926422007892345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/boston-celtics-new-nba-champ.html' title='Boston Celtics new NBA Champ'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4382478695858154382</id><published>2008-06-17T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:30:59.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Download Day 2008: Firefox 3</title><content type='html'>  Download Day commences, but it seems that the Mozilla servers can't keep up with the requests. The direct FTP connection link to the file insists there are too many online connection. Refreshing the Mozilla page either nothing, or still the same old Firefox 2 download link.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got through, though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What a way to start the Download Day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No, actually, what a way to set the Guinness for the most downloaded software if the whole site crashes down on the users not even 5 minutes after the said software's release.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still love Firefox though. A little bit more than I do Opera and Lynx. :p&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4382478695858154382?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4382478695858154382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4382478695858154382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4382478695858154382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4382478695858154382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/download-day-2008-firefox-3.html' title='Download Day 2008: Firefox 3'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1347617645822180620</id><published>2008-06-15T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:35:21.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you watch Yu Yu Hakusho and Bleach...</title><content type='html'>...this is a must-see.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Frigging hilarious. I laughed my fat ass off the moment I saw it. You'd have to have watched &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4626226409172209110&amp;q=bleach+10&amp;ei=dyNWSPaSHZKQwgOx9IGEDg"&gt;Assault on Trip at Sacred Ground&lt;/a&gt; (episode 10) of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Bleach&lt;/span&gt; to appreciate this more. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://me-unlucky-girl.deviantart.com/art/Hakusho-Style-Poor-Ichigo-79243987"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/orig/SFYkrwoKCjwAAB504Zg1/meunluckygirl1.jpg?et=s8V9GBUpOrodc4RWcFVGIw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hiei looks so damn retarded.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is an artwork by &lt;a href="http://me-unlucky-girl.deviantart.com/"&gt;Me-Unlucky-Girl&lt;/a&gt;. There's also a &lt;a href="http://me-unlucky-girl.deviantart.com/art/Bwahaha-The-Captains-Style-86652909"&gt;Bleach captain version&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1347617645822180620?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1347617645822180620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1347617645822180620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1347617645822180620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1347617645822180620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-you-watch-yu-yu-hakusho-and-bleach.html' title='If you watch Yu Yu Hakusho and Bleach...'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6533051252383283255</id><published>2008-06-15T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T06:17:18.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Room for Rent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Know of any reasonably-priced (preferably downright cheap) one from around the Metro? I probably won't be able to find another room like the one I rented when I was in high school (P1,000 a month, inclusive of everything but the food...cheap, right? &lt;a mce_href="http://www.moveinthecity.com/accommodations/rooms/room6754724.asp" href="http://www.moveinthecity.com/accommodations/rooms/room6754724.asp"&gt;This one&lt;/a&gt; looks promising, for example), but it's free to hope for something similar to that, eh?&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Planning to pack my bags and leave home &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; (a more viable option than the other one presented to me). One from Quezon City preferred. I don't mind sharing space with a "stranger," heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I hate curfews.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6533051252383283255?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6533051252383283255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6533051252383283255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6533051252383283255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6533051252383283255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Bloggers' Kapihan: A Trip to Pampanga</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(My first longish entry in months! Yay!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The bloggers food tours I’ve attended can’t possibly measure up to the energy-sapping &lt;a href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers’ Kapihan&lt;/a&gt; event yesterday at Pampanga. Even if walking around for a couple of hours, drooling over the most delicious (and expensive) dishes from different restos in the Metro, and actually tasting them for free appeal to my senses (but not to my poor heavyweight-supporting pair of feet), they’re almost child stuff compared to what we have gone through a day ago.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/7615/amongedlaunchog0.jpg" alt="AmongEd.org Launching" height="520" width="520"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;My brother&lt;/a&gt; and I left home early to meet up with the rest of the participants in Philcoa. So scared was I to be left by the coaster that I forgot to cook something for my father before my bro and I bid our goodbyes (see, my dad doesn’t know how to do anything but scramble eggs). We made a quick stop at McDonald’s to buy something to break our fast, to go, and flew to the meeting place. It turned out we were quite early (insert grumpy grumble here), and Petron (yeah, yeah, the gas station) promptly repaid my punctuality by trapping my right foot in a hellhole (if you were there, you’d know what I mean). Joy. There were already &lt;a href="http://mongpalatino.motime.com/"&gt;Mong Palatino&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://aboutmyrecovery.com/"&gt;Noemi Dado&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jrocas.com.ph/"&gt;Jhay Rocas&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/hfd_arlannah13/"&gt;Hannah Dormido&lt;/a&gt;, a former classmate (and political org-mate) of mine in &lt;acronym title="University of the Philippines"&gt;UP&lt;/acronym&gt; who was there in behalf of &lt;a href="http://bulatlat.com/"&gt;Bulatlat&lt;/a&gt;. We all talked about lots of things while waiting for our only means of transportation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2559738337_f34cea1650_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3096/2560559996_9298c2b517_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/2559738775_e92632a50d_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2559738943_ea7979bb97_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Needless to say, I wasn’t in the best of moods. But then, I never claimed to be a morning person. Besides, while I was debating with myself on whether to call in sick for the day, I fell out of the sofa (where I sleep). And, with only less than an hour of sleep that time, it was virtually impossible for me not to look sullen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The hour-long ride (in which I found out this one-sentence political-situationer: the mayor of San Fernando was Among Ed’s only supporter) went by without another hitch, and we arrived at the &lt;a href="http://www.pampangacapitol.com/"&gt;Pampanga Provincial Capitol&lt;/a&gt; a couple of minutes after 10am. My acquaintances and I entered a half-full conference hall, which put a big grin on my face; I never would’ve thought that the youth of Pampanga were interested enough to take part in the event.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;In Which the Event Starts&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, Robby, and I were seated at the front, across the spunky members of the community-based youth council: &lt;strong&gt;Jazz&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Larnie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ghie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ives&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Paul&lt;/strong&gt; being some of them. They served as my unofficial translators whenever there were some Kapampangan words I couldn’t understand (translate: all Kapampangan words).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/2559739127_02d93d0b75_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2559739315_367f3ea2a5_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2560560944_26e95a6aa9_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/2559739683_856d18d173_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The launching of Among Ed’s blog was kicked-off with a prayer, followed by a video presentation of the Philippine National Anthem. It was a notable video, that it was. In it, a child found a Philippine flag made of paper on the ground, looked up in the sky to see the top of the [flag]pole empty. He then climbed up the pole (and it was an amazing feat…I would’ve just fallen down if I were him), waved the flag a couple of times, and then put the flag in its rightful place (at the top of the pole, duh). Truth be told, I tried really hard to look natural even if I was averting my gaze away from the screen. My hormones were acting up and I was tearing up while watching the video. Bah!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pampanga’s Music Video for tourism was presented next. It was long &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; mouth-watering. The happy-beat song, &lt;a href="http://www.visitmyphilippines.com/index.php?title=Pampanga:MekeniTukiKa%21&amp;func=all&amp;pid=753&amp;tbl=1"&gt;Mekeni Tuki Ka&lt;/a&gt;, was performed by &lt;strong&gt;ArtiSta. Rita&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;a href="http://artistarita.azotea.org/"&gt;website is here&lt;/a&gt;, but it’s suspended as of this writing), one of Pampanga’s pride.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Blogging for Good Governance&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;The highlight of yesterday’s &lt;acronym title="Bloggers' Kapihan"&gt;BK&lt;/acronym&gt; event was the launching of &lt;strong&gt;Pampanga Governor Ed Panlilio&lt;/strong&gt;’s blog site, &lt;a href="http://www.amonged.org/"&gt;AmongEd.org&lt;/a&gt;. It was a breakthrough event to remember, well-attended mostly by the members of the youth council of Pampanga. Several questions were raised by the young’uns regarding local issues that involve the youth, and Among Ed answered those inquiries splendidly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Among Ed read a &lt;a href="http://www.amonged.org/2008/06/08/opening-statement-on-blog-inauguration/"&gt;three-page speech&lt;/a&gt; that was very interesting, to say the least. He started off with the ever so popular Global Village, as coined by the equally popular &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marshall_McLuhan"&gt;Marshall McLuhan&lt;/a&gt; (y’know, when I first “met” McLuhan in my Media Studies class back when I was a college freshman, I &lt;em&gt;hated&lt;/em&gt; his guts). Some points in his talk were:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Technology, as what McLuhan predicted, has collapsed time and space barriers in communication, but in ways that even surpassed McLuhan’s expectations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The internet has become a means and venue for a healthy exchange of ideas, which good governance is all about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There’s a crisis of hope in the country, but we shouldn’t lose hope. If others have succumbed to this, we should align ourselves with people of hope instead of adding weight to the crisis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2559740033_42c4e52248_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2560561322_c91b81d03a_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2559740207_c86207574c_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3166/2559740411_3d34a32d36_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angela Guevarra&lt;/strong&gt; (a youth leader in Pampanga) and fellow BK crew &lt;strong&gt;Jhay&lt;/strong&gt; added their own thoughts about good governance and responsible citizenship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Angela told three stories which she related to the two topics, and concluded that at the end of the day, even if you were all beaten and battered with your job and advocacy, it’s between you and your god (in which I asked Hannah in a whispered hush, “Paano kung wala kang diyos?”). Also, responsible citizenship, she surmised, requires being corny. She added that even if there was only one person left on earth with hope, it would still make a huge difference.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jhay, on the other hand, started his speech with a photo op with Among Ed. He said that good governance is a new thing in the country, what with Martial Law and sloppy past administrations, but with someone like Among Ed in the office, we’d get to see and experience the perks of it. &lt;del&gt;Furthermore, he attacked Friendster and Multiply users&lt;/del&gt; (haha, joke lang :p).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://aboutmyrecovery.com/2008/06/07/launch-of-pampanga-governor-eddie-t-panlilios-blog/"&gt;Ma’am Noemi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tonyocruz.com/?p=899"&gt;Tonyo&lt;/a&gt; liveblogged the event.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Among Ed, Among Others&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Among Ed proceeded to type his first entry, &lt;a href="http://www.amonged.org/2008/06/07/my-first-year-in-public-service/"&gt;My First Year in Public Service&lt;/a&gt;. He likened his experience with a ship that didn’t stray off course despite the strong winds and big waves. He added, “To me good governance is leadership by example.” He said he wants to generate hope for the country.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3255/2560562102_938c0529a5_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2560562298_4b3589c3c0_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2560562496_e28b197bbd_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3095/2559741209_26b1ca955b_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And now I gladly add one name to this list of Kapampangan bloggers (and/or bloggers living in Pampanga) I know (in the order that I got to know/heard of them):&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;del&gt;Lo&lt;/del&gt; &lt;a href="http://asteeg.net/"&gt;Christian Evangelista&lt;/a&gt; (hahaha, my apologies)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://kamaru.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jason Paul Laxamana&lt;/a&gt; (formerly of &lt;em&gt;lagsh.com&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://katferrer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kat Ferrer&lt;/a&gt; (formerly of &lt;em&gt;katlikestowrite.com&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://ivanhenares.com/"&gt;Ivan Henares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewsfromthepampang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex Castro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://amonged.org/"&gt;Gov. Eddie Panlilio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Bloggers’ Kainan, Part 1&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part one of the Bloggers’ Kainan commenced. We were to continue with a cultural tour of Pampanga that afternoon. We also took advantage of the free hour by photo op-ing and exchanging numbers/email addresses with newly-made friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2560563176_c27a4abe50_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/2559741353_a00b715047_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2101/2560563618_f1b87623eb_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3268/2559741817_acc98ffa70_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Also, may I say that the food was absolutely fantastic?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I may?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The food was absolutely fantastic!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Reclaiming the Kapampangan Cultural Heritage&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;We boarded the coaster and went our merry way to &lt;a href="http://www.hau.edu.ph/"&gt;Holy Angel University&lt;/a&gt;, which houses &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/kapampanganx/index1.html"&gt;The Juan D. Nepomuceno Center for Kapampangan Studies&lt;/a&gt;. The center “hopes to contribute to the total development of the Kapampangan, the Filipino nation, and the world.” It was an educational stop, and I learned about the Kapampangan culture more than what the media and books usually make of it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/2559767745_d2b737a9d4_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3120/2560589736_6520451a29_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2560589410_85f0b32724_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2560589234_17d4ed5447_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The most interesting things I learned were &lt;strong&gt;(1)&lt;/strong&gt; the Augustinians, instead of teaching the Kapampangan natives their language, wrote their own grammar and vocabulary books to understand the language, &lt;strong&gt;(2)&lt;/strong&gt; the Kapampangans were among the bravest and most patriotic (not to mention most radical and notorious) freedom-fighters in the Philippine history, and &lt;strong&gt;(3)&lt;/strong&gt; the rivalry between Kapampangans and Tagalogs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/2559768127_817f9a6b56_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2560590134_44e8323cf5_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2559768507_6d36828125_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3028/2560590542_fddf988278_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_mask"&gt;Death Mask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benigno_Aquino,_Jr."&gt;Benigno Aquino, Jr.&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fernando_Poe,_Jr."&gt;Fernando Poe, Jr.&lt;/a&gt; are also on display in the center. They’ve been made by National Artist for Sculpture &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleon_Abueva"&gt;Napoleon Abueva&lt;/a&gt;. There’s the &lt;strong&gt;Kapampangan Timeline&lt;/strong&gt;, which goes back to 5000BC and has three rows: world history, Kapampangan history, and Philippine history. There’s also the &lt;strong&gt;100 Faces of Kapampangans&lt;/strong&gt;, a mural that features 100 pictures of Kapampangans born each year of the 20th century.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;On to &lt;em&gt;Poracay&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;The weather was unusually cooperative (sort of). It rained as we were about to leave the center, but then it stopped when we reached &lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr title="barangay"&gt;Bgy.&lt;/abbr&gt; Manibaug Pasig in Porac&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We rode a bus to the sand &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quarry"&gt;quarry&lt;/a&gt; site we were to visit, and it was helluva bumpy ride. I didn’t mind it one bit though, as I was used to such “inconveniences” here in Manila.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; " class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2559769167_c01412e849_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3018/2560591220_0f8576ecb4_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2559769039_2302a832f2_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2560590720_703ffcf964_s.jpg" alt="" height="75" width="75"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We were welcomed by a &lt;em&gt;kagawad&lt;/em&gt; and were given the chance to ask questions. Apologies, though, because I spaced out the entire time and wasn’t able to catch something extremely significant (and so I have nothing to write, what pity). You’d have to ask the other intuitive bloggers I was with who relentlessly questioned the kagawad. All I found out was that it was &lt;a href="http://www.reliefweb.int/rw/RWB.NSF/db900SID/OCHA-64DGJX?OpenDocument"&gt;1994&lt;/a&gt; when the barangay was washed out by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lahar"&gt;lahar&lt;/a&gt;. Plus, there wasn’t anything to see but the breathtaking shades of green and gray, and the trucks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Quarry sites in Pampanga are among the province’s biggest earners in revenues. Manibaug Pasig is a consistent top grosser, and has received the biggest share in the distribution of quarry proceeds in two years (maybe more?).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Bloggers’ Kainan, Part 2&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was on full tank after consuming 2 servings of pansit. It was YUM!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Conversations about the now-expensive education in &lt;acronym title="University of the Philippines"&gt;UP&lt;/acronym&gt;, the state university’s professors, the required bravery of Journalism students, and a lot of other topics were mulled over. Being in a table chock-full of &lt;acronym title="University of the Philippines"&gt;UP&lt;/acronym&gt; alumni and students alike did that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Sayonara, Byebye&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then it was time to head back to Manila. The ride was a long, almost painful one. Most people fell asleep, so I entertained myself by listening in on the amusing conversations behind my seat and playing some of my favorite songs on my &lt;acronym title="Personal Digital Assistant"&gt;PDA&lt;/acronym&gt; phone. I was this&lt;em&gt;close&lt;/em&gt; to asking my dad for a ride back home because I just &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; it would be such a pain to catch a ride that night (and waddaya know, I was right).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lemme see…What were the songs played? Those from the &lt;a href="http://rosasngdigma.com/album/rosas-ng-digma/"&gt;Rosas ng Digma&lt;/a&gt; album, a couple of oldies that I very much love, plus a few &lt;abbr title="revolutionary"&gt;revsongs&lt;/abbr&gt;. We said adieu when we set foot in TriNoma, and went our seperate ways.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It took my brother and me more than an hour to get home. Darn long taxi queues and arrogant taxi drivers. I was dead on my feet by the time I opened our gate, and, after uploading the pictures on &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/"&gt;my Multiply account&lt;/a&gt; and taking a shower (and whining like crazy when I caught &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hercules_%281997_film%29"&gt;Hercules&lt;/a&gt; on Disney Channel because I wanted to much to watch it but had no enough energy to even look at it), I shut my eyes and fell into a deep slumber.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Shoutouts&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Congratulations to the &lt;a href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers’ Kapihan&lt;/a&gt; group for another successful event: Mong, &lt;a href="http://ederic.tinig.com/"&gt;Ederic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tonyocruz.com/"&gt;Tonyo&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://bikoy.net/"&gt;Bikoy&lt;/a&gt;. Kudos, thank you, and welcome to the Philippine blogosphere, &lt;strong&gt;Among Ed&lt;/strong&gt; (and all the people involved in the event). Hello to the people I’ve met and seen yesterday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Photos:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/photos/album/102/AmongEd.org_Blog_Launching_BK_Part_1"&gt;AmongEd.org Blog Launching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/photos/album/103/Juan_D._Nepomuceno_Center_for_Kapampangan_Studies_BK_Part_2"&gt;Juan D. Nepomuceno Center for Kapampangan Studies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/photos/album/104/Porac_Quarry_Sites_BK_Part_3"&gt;Porac Quarry Sites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1140581359456132952?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1140581359456132952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1140581359456132952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1140581359456132952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1140581359456132952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/bloggers-kapihan-trip-to-pampanga.html' title='Bloggers&amp;#39; Kapihan: A Trip to Pampanga'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2559738337_f34cea1650_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6519090930846215298</id><published>2008-06-03T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:44:36.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peyups.com is not "THE" UP Community</title><content type='html'>It's a gripe of mine, you see, whenever someone carelessly comments that "The UP Community" has a solid and unanimous opinion of someone, then link to a thread in Peyups.com.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peyups.com does not represent the whole of UP. Pwede ba?! May mga registered nga 'run na never namang naging part ng "UP community" eh (wait, I think that's YOU!!!...but then, no offense meant). Mas maganda sana kung sabihin mo na lang na Peyups.com community (even if it's a bit awkward), pero even then, that's stretching the truth a LOT, dahil di naman lahat ng registered users ng Peyups.com ay sumasagot sa thread na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you think all students, professors, and other members of the real UP community can afford to go online, or, at the very least, spare some time to go online and drop respond to forum topics?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Get real.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6519090930846215298?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6519090930846215298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6519090930846215298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6519090930846215298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6519090930846215298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/peyupscom-is-not-up-community.html' title='Peyups.com is not &amp;quot;THE&amp;quot; UP Community'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-610586708910780854</id><published>2008-06-02T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:22:16.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Launch of Pampanga Governor Among Ed Panlilio's Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where:&lt;/b&gt; Executive House, Provincial Capitol, City of San Fernando, Pampanga&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;When:&lt;/b&gt; June 7, 2008, Saturday, 10:00am&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/" mce_href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers' Kapihan&lt;/a&gt; will participate and help in the launching of Pampanga Governor &lt;b&gt;Among Ed Panlilio&lt;/b&gt;'s blog this Saturday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The blog will be a platform to promote good governance in the province. Among Ed will also report his accomplishments as governor of Pampanga.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bloggers, journalists, students and other interested individuals and groups are encouraged to join the activity.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Free transportation and food will be provided to thirty (30) Manila-based bloggers. If you're interested in joining the trip to Pampanga, and for &lt;a href="http://www.bloggerskapihan.com/2008/06/02/invitation-to-among-ed-panlilio-blog-launching/" mce_href="http://www.bloggerskapihan.com/2008/06/02/invitation-to-among-ed-panlilio-blog-launching/"&gt;more details&lt;/a&gt; (iterenary, cultural tour options, and program), visit the &lt;a href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/" mce_href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers' Kapihan website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;On a completely different note, &lt;b&gt;happy birthday mom&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-610586708910780854?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/610586708910780854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=610586708910780854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/610586708910780854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/610586708910780854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/06/launch-of-pampanga-governor-among-ed.html' title='Launch of Pampanga Governor Among Ed Panlilio&amp;#39;s Blog'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7283205773616603738</id><published>2008-05-27T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:46:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers' Kapihan: Blog Launchings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, that sounds a bit awkward.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyway, the people from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a mce_href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/" href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers' Kapihan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; would like to invite everyone to the following events in the coming days:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a mce_href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodolfo_Noel_Lozada" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodolfo_Noel_Lozada"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jun Lozada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s Blog Launching, May 31, 1PM at &lt;a mce_href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/bloggers-kapihan-30-event-today/" href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/bloggers-kapihan-30-event-today/"&gt;Kape Tasyo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Among &lt;a mce_href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eddie_Panlilio" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eddie_Panlilio"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ed Panlilio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s Blog Launching. This will be held in Pampanga on June 7. Transportation and food will be provided for. Only 30 people (only those who are &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;extremely sure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to come, please) will be &lt;i&gt;lucky&lt;/i&gt; enough to join us. Will update with details soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the meantime, be sure to check out the &lt;a mce_href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/" href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers' Kapihan&lt;/a&gt; website from time to time for complete details.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7283205773616603738?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7283205773616603738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7283205773616603738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7283205773616603738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7283205773616603738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/bloggers-kapihan-blog-launchings.html' title='Bloggers&amp;#39; Kapihan: Blog Launchings'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3335234154160817669</id><published>2008-05-24T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:51:59.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kSolo.com Shutting Its Doors</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I received an email today that totally turned my world upside down.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear kSolo Member,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As one of our most loyal members, we'd like to inform you that as of May 31st, 2008, kSolo.com will be permanently shutting its doors. All recordings made on kSolo will be unavailable after this date.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have been working diligently to create a new and enhanced online singing experience for you to enjoy. Due to licensing restrictions, the new site is currently available only within the United States, however, support for additional countries will be soon to follow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please contact us at &lt;a href="mailto:support@ksolo.com" mce_href="mailto:support@ksolo.com"&gt;support@ksolo.com&lt;/a&gt; with any questions you may have regarding your kSolo account.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We regret this inconvenience and hope to hear you singing again soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Such a sad thing, really. I've enjoyed the online karaoke for almost 2 years, for the most part. Our Magic Sing's 3 song chips got old already.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wouldn't be the same having to browse the site using a proxy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3335234154160817669?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3335234154160817669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3335234154160817669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3335234154160817669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3335234154160817669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/ksolocom-shutting-its-doors.html' title='kSolo.com Shutting Its Doors'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1551959532474115919</id><published>2008-05-23T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T05:28:50.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do when all your buddies are somewhere enjoying a good night (without you)</title><content type='html'>ONE: Magmukmok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TWO: Magmukmok pa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THREE: Magmukmok pa ng magmukmok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FOUR: Magluto para makalimutan na nagkakasiyahan sila&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FIVE: Matulog ng maaga para di mo mamalayang kung kasama ka sana sa kanila, umiinom ka rin sana ngayon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Balita ko pa naman, libre! Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1551959532474115919?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1551959532474115919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1551959532474115919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1551959532474115919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1551959532474115919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-to-do-when-all-your-buddies-are.html' title='What to do when all your buddies are somewhere enjoying a good night (without you)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6917137077000505612</id><published>2008-05-22T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T03:57:42.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo "Manipulation"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/orig/SDaeXwoKCjwAAFauLu81/head.jpg?et=S67ZwBtB7Av%2CnBAdpU3Arg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaadikan talaga sa Yu Yu Hakusho, oh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna be more addict in the coming days. (Guess why guess why guess why, lol)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6917137077000505612?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6917137077000505612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6917137077000505612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6917137077000505612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6917137077000505612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/photo.html' title='Photo &amp;quot;Manipulation&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1000700626102003182</id><published>2008-05-22T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:36:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Indiana Jones Installment: AWESOME! (dot dot dot)</title><content type='html'> I've died and gone to [insert afterlife place here]. Seriously, this has got to be one of the most exciting days of my entire, natural-born life. Gadamwit, I feel good!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it's all because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Indiana Jones and The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna sum up my thoughts in just one word: Great!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In fact, unlike some movies with sprouting sequels, the fourth Indiana Jones is definitely far from being an embarrassment to the series. And though it seems as if I'm contradicting myself because I honestly like the prequels better, it held its own.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, yeah. I know. This may seem to be a prejudiced verdict of the movie, but as a hardcore Indiana Jones fan, I expected the movie to be just as good as the first three ones at best, and plainly suck at worst.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And guess what? It didn't disappoint. Generally speaking anyway. Even my father is fairly entertained, and he likes the Indy movie series himself (I mean, come on, why would we even buy an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; set of VCDs years ago if we didn't like it?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's not as breathtaking as Transformers. And I haven't seen Ironman yet to make a fair comparison. But in the era of translating the comic book superheroes to the big screen, Indiana Jones sure did one hell of a good job catching up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The surprising things I noticed regarding the movie are (also known as "some noteworthy points"):&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aliens (don't ask, just watch...but it really really REALLY threw me off, and it kinda ticked me off)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The movie (as well as the titular character) retaining its familiar humor and wit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harrison Ford slipping back into his role almost flawlessly, even after years of being "out of commission" as Indy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The return of an old flame (who happens to be my most favorite "flame", although for some reason, the appearance honestly didn't sit well on me. Add the fact that she's there in the movie almost with no purpose than telling Indy that he's Mutt's father.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nazis gone, and in came the KGB.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The freaking ridiculous, utter waste-of-screen-time scene where Mutt pulls a Tarzan with the TOO friendly monkeys! Geez, what the hell was that all about?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The plot? Kinda...twisted...and off...but maybe you wouldn't know what I mean until you got to watch the prequels.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way the ending hinted that the character played by Shia will carry on the Indiana Jones legend (I say I'd boycott the franchise altogether if that happens, but I love Indy too much...but really, it would be such a shame if that happens, because I think no other man can play Indiana Jones, and play it well, than Harrison Ford. Indiana Jones is not Superman, Batman, The Incredible Hulk, James Bond, or some other character that's been played by more than one actor. Indiana Jones IS Harrison Ford, and Harrison Ford IS Indiana Jones, thank you very much.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, so clearly, I have mixed reaction. There ARE some stupid and ridiculous scenes (see number six), but I find them more amusing (and quite corny, admittedly) than anything else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shia LaBeouf is surprisingly good in the movie (he and Indy clearly have some chemistry on screen). And Cate Blanchett? Flat-out amazing, that's what she is! And so is Harrison Ford (of course!) The action scenes are great (duh, as always)! My only gripe is the plot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But still, if you're looking for a movie that's just plain and simple fan, Indiana Jones is worth that one hundred and fifty bucks of yours. Action scenes are way way way above the entertaining level, and you're pretty much licked once you see the first scene.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah, and I confess: I think it's a great movie BECAUSE it's Indiana Jones. :p&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1000700626102003182?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1000700626102003182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1000700626102003182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1000700626102003182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1000700626102003182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/latest-indiana-jones-installment.html' title='Latest Indiana Jones Installment: AWESOME! (dot dot dot)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5383759543292100357</id><published>2008-05-21T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T05:02:33.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we have to have a Filipino term for "efficiency" to know (and be) what it is?</title><content type='html'>I'm not about to take part in &lt;a href="http://www.filipinovoices.com/the-never-ending-battle-for-language/"&gt;the discussion&lt;/a&gt; (I'm resting my brain, thank you, lolz), but it really just makes me wonder.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I haven't read all the comments yet, but I just had to stop and think about how a certain word can make a whole nation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even if there's no Tagalog word for "efficiency," does that mean we don't know what the concept is? Does that mean we don't know how to be efficient enough to, well, make a mark? Or a difference?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is having no Tagalog word for "efficiency" the reason why the Philippines is a rotting nation?&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5383759543292100357?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5383759543292100357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5383759543292100357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5383759543292100357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5383759543292100357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-we-have-to-have-filipino-term-for-to.html' title='Do we have to have a Filipino term for &amp;quot;efficiency&amp;quot; to know (and be) what it is?'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2293190755190135986</id><published>2008-05-19T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:57:26.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny how TABAK grew on me</title><content type='html'>When Bongga Ka 'Day played on the radio, I got lost.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because the lyrics I remembered was the one I got to memorize during our practices for our Tagis Lakas (Tigas Laki - a sort of beauty pageant for the students of UP Baguio) presentation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Goes like: Lahat ay nagulat nang buksan ang pinto. GA ng mga tao'y biglang nahinto. blah blah blah. Uwi na kayong lahat, alas siyete na ng gabi...Bongga ka, guard. Bongga ka, guard. Sige na, sige na, 5 minutes na lang. (or was it 10 minutes? forgot, heh)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sidenote: GA is grand assembly. May "curfew" kasi back then na hanggang 7pm lang pwede mag-stay sa classrooms unless may permit ka or something.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Donning a knee-length maong skirt and a pair of heeled shoes, I made a spectacle of myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;danced&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now that's something you don't see everyday, hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Luckily, a bunch of my blockmates didn't know it was me (didn't recognize me, actually, hehehe) wild dancing on stage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Miss ko na CAC6. Miss ko na TABAK. Miss ko UPB.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Miss ko Baguio.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(me remembering something like this is proof enough)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2293190755190135986?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2293190755190135986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2293190755190135986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2293190755190135986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2293190755190135986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-how-tabak-grew-on-me.html' title='Funny how TABAK grew on me'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7250371485301418651</id><published>2008-05-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:39:27.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Music Uploaded</title><content type='html'>I'm liking it a lot, this site called &lt;a href="http://shari.4shared.com/"&gt;4shared&lt;/a&gt;. I get to upload at up to 92kbps.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's just hope I won't be kicked out there, haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, MOAR MOAR MOAR tracks, courtesy of my mom. She asked me to rip the songs from some of our CDs, and I didn't want to put my effort into waste. And I thought it's high time I upload some of the albums sitting on the laptop (while my poor, poor desktop is in the computer hospital, and I had at least 20 more TRC and "progressive" albums there...gone now, poof).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Uh-huh, there's a first time for everything. I finally upload lotsa music that has absolutely nothing to do with rallies or something like that. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some OPM classics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mixed Emotions (2nd &amp; 4th of the collection)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bossa Manila by Sound (you know, the Pinoy band)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shallow Believer by The Used (because I've liked them, since, forever)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Songs by Toto&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anak ng Bayan by Musikang Bayan (I didn't know I completely forgot to upload this one last year)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kanlungan: Mga Piling Kanta ng Buklod &amp; The Best of Buklod of Buklod (I forgot these albums din pala)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm thinking about uploading some random single tracks there (y'know, like, Halina by Jess Santiago, Ang Ating Awit by Juan dela Cruz Band, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Internationale"&gt;Internasyunal&lt;/a&gt; (the *delete delete delete* Filipino version, harharharhar), &lt;del&gt;Papuri sa So&lt;/del&gt; *delete delete delete*...basta ganun ---- puro delete because I'm not in the mood to get jailed)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gawd, I miss my Spice Girls playlist.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7250371485301418651?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7250371485301418651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7250371485301418651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7250371485301418651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7250371485301418651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-music-uploaded.html' title='More Music Uploaded'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-174587556172900703</id><published>2008-05-14T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:12:48.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear "Layouts for Sale" suckers</title><content type='html'>Will you please make sure you don't use other people's works in the layouts you're selling? That includes images, textures, brushes, patterns, backgrounds, etc. that have been released&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; noncommercially&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I mean, is it so deep an idea to grasp? I would think not, since you keep on yapping about copyright and giving credit and all that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You say you don't like the others ripping you off, well then, FUCK YOU for ripping off [the works of] others and gaining money from them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not only that! Dati-rati, P250-300 lang ang "coded layouts," ngayon umaabot na ng P1000! Weeeh! Shit, this life sure sucks with people like you proliferating the internet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You say those who take what's not theirs are cheaters. I wonder what that makes you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheating&lt;/span&gt; your way into gaining money.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can be more forgiving if only you don't sell those "works" of theirs (the word "works" being used loosely, since we all know those so-called works are really just "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinagtagpi-tagping"&lt;/span&gt; works of others), but noooooooooo!!! Apparently, you &lt;del&gt;need&lt;/del&gt; WANT the money to buy more domains and buy make-ups and purchase clothes for whatever selfish reason you have, so you practically whore yourself out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it's not as if the layouts are coded with web standards (semantics and valid coding) and web accessibility in mind to begin with, so tanginerts, what blasphemy you do!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't believe na hanggang ngayon, may mga ganitong klaseng scums pa rin. I've come to think pa naman that people have learned. At the very least, don't make something profitable out of the noncommercial materials you get from the internet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PLEASE DON'T SLAP A COPYRIGHT SIGN ON SOMETHING THAT'S NOT ENTIRELY COPYRIGHTED TO YOU, ELSE I'D GLADLY SCRAPE YOUR FACE OFF FOR BEING SO THICK.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And because I'm so pissed off right now that I can't even think straight, thank your gods that I'm much too frustrated to namedrop...&lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/no-right-click-script-bullshit/"&gt;LIKE I USED TO DO&lt;/a&gt; (it sure was fun back then when I named names and start blog wars, hahahaha)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-174587556172900703?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/174587556172900703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=174587556172900703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/174587556172900703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/174587556172900703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-for-sale-suckers.html' title='Dear &amp;quot;Layouts for Sale&amp;quot; suckers'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2405131178961518599</id><published>2008-05-13T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T04:42:02.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reprieve from My Addiction (aka Rehab Time!)</title><content type='html'> Things to do, money to earn, and all that jazz. So I've decided to temporarily end the anime insanity and prioritize some other stuff a bit even for a while (it really sucks to have a one-track mind). So here's a longish entry for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/47/Naruto_shikamaru2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/47/Naruto_shikamaru2.jpg/200px-Naruto_shikamaru2.jpg&amp;nmid=95722122" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, right. My favorite in Naruto is indeed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shikamaru_Nara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shikamaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, so whoever voted for him got it right. Call it "like at first sight," but I've been extremely charmed by this quite bothered character first time I laid eyes on him. I enjoy his matches during the Chunin Exams. I think it's partly because we're so much alike in many ways, but then, I'm no ninja and I'm certainly no genius. You gotta admit, though, that his intellect is fascinating, and he's...he's...he's....CUTE! Hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*ahem* Who else were voted? Let's see....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I also like Rock Lee. He's one of the funniest guys in the series (because Naruto is mainly on the annoying side, heh), along with his teacher Guy (who has the most hilarious interaction with Kakashi: "Hm? Did you say something?" the latter asks, disinterested, whenever Guy gets into the topic of their so-called rivalry).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gaara is cool, but too intense for my liking, but his heartbreaking past just...well...breaks my heart. Orochimaru is creepy, 'nuff said. And Ino? Well, let's just say I like her a little better than Sakura (I mean, seriously, proclaiming your friend as a rival just because you both like the same guy? Ambabaw ha!). :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Moving on....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have been unable to write for the past couple of days. It seems as if my mind always draws a blank whenever I try to cook up something for my blog and/or my "secret activity" (that only Janelle aka Miss Phinkness know about, hehe). A quick look on my past entries tells me I've not only been slacking, but I've been also slipping...terribly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I used to be quite an obsessive person when it comes to my spelling and grammar (You could say that Google is my 2nd best friend; Reference.com is my 1st, with both its Dictionary and Thesaurus). I used to go over my writings at least twice to check for errors. Nope, I was never a Nazi, but I knew the basics, so it should've been enough, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Disappointing, really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can understand if my diction sucks. I'm not one to use deep and/or complicated words to express how I feel. I'm not even one to beautifully string words together just to impress my readers or something like that. I like simplicity, thus, I use the first simple(st) words that come to mind whenever I write. I kinda like the freedom I have over my choice of words, so I express the enjoyment by writing even the (seemingly) most nonsensical and/or unimportant things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take this vignette, for example. You may cringe all you want, but at least I came up with something.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Always the punctual one, Kurama arrived first, his hair unusually bound in a high ponytail. He and Master Genkai, who had just finished her training in the woods, engaged in a conversation about the situation in Makai. About thirty minutes later, the familiar voices of the two former Sarayashiki High delinquents were heard from somewhere down the temple stairs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Say that to my face, Urameshi!”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“I already did, you moron! Even now you still can't accept the fact that I'm better than you. Lucky for you, some demons are dumb enough to get beaten by you and surpass your dumbness.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Well, of course they'd be beaten by the mighty Kazuma Kuwaba---" I hid a smile when Kuwabara paused, a bemused expression crossing his face. "Are you calling me dumb?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"No," Yusuke answered sarcastically.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Oh. For a while there I thought you called me dumb. Anyway, I hope you're not being sarcastic because I'm going to...Hey! Come back here! I'm not done with you yet!”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All of us watched the two exasperatedly, eyebrows twitching at their childish antics. Just like I thought; they never changed. Not one bit. Even if they hadn't seen each other for three years before yesterday, they're still the same old bickering Yusuke and Kuwabara.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Dimwits,” I heard Genkai mutter under her breath.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Oi, Botan, where are Hiei and the toddler?” Yusuke asked me as he and his orange-headed friend entered the dojo. Kuwabara, donning his signature Headband of Love, immediately ran to Yukina's side. He took a dainty hand and started sputtering sweet words and proclaiming his undying love to the ice apparition, who was in turn blushing prettily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I watched the amusing scene for a while then turned to Yusuke. “I sent Lady Mukuro the word about the party and requested her to relieve Hiei of his duties today. I don't know if she persuaded him to come though. Lord Koenma," I stressed the name, looking at Yusuke sternly, "told me yesterday he'd be here. I guess he should arrive any moment now."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“And you guessed right.” We looked at the door, and sure enough, there was my employer in his teenage form, looking all high and mighty except for the fact that he's sucking his pacifier anxiously.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Hey, Koenma! Good of you to drop by,” Kuwabara yelled.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Ch! Can the buffoon keep his voice down for a change?” Hiei appeared out of nowhere, looking royally pissed off as always. He flashed Kuwabara a distrustful look.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Shut up, you shrimp! What the hell are you doing here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be in Makai?” Kuwabara shouted, fists clenched tightly as he threw daggers at the fire demon with his small eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Hn. I was invited, you oaf! I wouldn't have come if Mukuro didn't insist,” Hiei responded while walking to a corner. Most probably to sulk. His features softened when his gaze rested on Yukina.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keiko clapped her hands twice and cheerfully announced, “Well, now that we're all here, it's party time!”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Yeah!" Yusuke and Kuwabara shouted simultaneously and quickly gobbled up as much food as they could consume.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I approached Keiko, Yukina, and Shizuru, then we huddled in a corner of the room. We exchanged a knowing look, and then I quietly said, "I told you we should've cooked more food."&lt;/blockquote&gt;That pretty much sucks. Oh, well. For identifying purposes, here's &lt;a href="http://agaru.fateback.com/forfans/groupimages/group64.jpg"&gt;a photo&lt;/a&gt; (click to enlarge):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SCl0tQoKCjwAADD35LM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCl0tQoKCjwAADD35LM1/group64.jpg?et=S4W7Jp%2BpEEd%2CW31aasETpA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=95722122" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;L-R: Koenma, Botan, Keiko, Yukina, Kuwabara, Yusuke, Hiei, Shizuru, Genkai, Kurama&lt;br&gt;Tagalized: M. Jericho, Charlene, Jenny, Mikaela, Alfred, Eugene, Vincent, Suzie, M. Jeremiah, Dennis&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most of the time I do succumb to depression, as evidenced by my dark previous entries. It doesn't help that I've ran out of pills and am in need of a new prescription. I'm the type to look back on the past and wonder about the what-could-have-been's and what-should-have-been's. I'm the type to ponder on my regrets, and regret them even more. "Think happy thoughts" just isn't my cup of tea, and even if it is, it won't work on me. I'm too dark a character, to insane a person, to fall for that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought maybe doing the things I loved to do would bring back the passion and will inside of me, but nothing worked. I entertained myself by watching different anime series, but deep down I knew it was all a wasted effort.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHOA, there I go again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, isn't it more exciting when I blog about sex toys? Haha.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2405131178961518599?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2405131178961518599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2405131178961518599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2405131178961518599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2405131178961518599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/reprieve-from-my-addiction-aka-rehab.html' title='A Reprieve from My Addiction (aka Rehab Time!)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4729867063856604148</id><published>2008-05-11T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:55:23.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll: My fave Naruto character ('cause I'm a dimwit...and bored)</title><content type='html'> &lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1b/Naruto_characters_after_timesskip.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;L-R: Tenten, Neji, Rock Lee, Choji, Shikamaru, Ino, Shino, Kiba, Hinata&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/OrochimaruAnime.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;Orochimaru&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Naruto_characters_after_timesskip.jpg"&gt;Above photos&lt;/a&gt; stolen &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:OrochimaruAnime.jpg"&gt;from Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Naruto_characters"&gt;Description of each character&lt;/a&gt; available also in Wikipedia. :p &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4729867063856604148?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4729867063856604148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4729867063856604148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4729867063856604148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4729867063856604148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/poll-my-fave-naruto-character-i.html' title='Poll: My fave Naruto character (&amp;#39;cause I&amp;#39;m a dimwit...and bored)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3048273588631758914</id><published>2008-05-10T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T04:22:40.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mother's Day" Day Out</title><content type='html'>Mother &amp; I went to Quiapo &amp; Cubao today to spend some quality time together, which we used to do every now and then anyway (it just so happens that today's the ningen day called the Mother's Day). No, I didn't pamper her; In fact, I tired her out. I had no money to do something "spectacular" for her anyway (and now I even have LESS money, kcuf).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was fun. We caught up on each other's life stories outside home. Talked about our dislikes for some people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talked about showbiz (she showed me a picture of the one called Manager in Eat Bulaga).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talked about the society (the boycott Nestle campaign and the water I just drank).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talked about politics (Jun Luzada, and what I think of him and his speeches).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talked about religion (the Black Suede Scanda and spokesperson of the Archbishop of Cebu...and even the archbishop himself).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talked about family:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Hay naku, Nanay. Kung ako sa'yo, 'wag mo nang isipin ang iisipin ng iba tungkol sa akin. 'Wag mo nang pakialamann kung ano man ang opinyon nila tungkol sa akin, dahil simula noong nagloko ako, bumagsak na ang pagkataas-taas na tingin nila sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You don't have to please them because, whatever opinion they may have on you, you're still the best &amp; greatest mother I can ever ask for."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Drama, no? Even the taxi driver was listening in on our conversation. I guess it was juicy, but then, that's my mom (and moi) for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's just say that we have what you'd call "sama ng loob."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only, the feeling is helluva lot stronger and more intense (not to mention more antagonistic) than that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the brighter side, I was able to buy *some* of the animes I was itching to watch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because I was getting tired of streaming the videos from the internet, I bought the whole original Naruto series DVD set. I also purchased copies of Fullmetal Alchemist (because I heard a lot about it), Bleach (unknowingly pitched by some of the FanFiction.net writes, including Janelle), and GTO ("recommended" by Marcelle) among others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never got to buy the 2nd and 3rd season DVDs of NUMB3RS though. The one I had (the 2nd season DVD) was working, but only through halfway of each episode. BUT we found copies of the 2nd &amp; 5th season of Cold Case, 2nd season of Law &amp; Order: SVU, 1st season of Law &amp; Order: Criminal Intent, and 1st season of the original Law &amp; Order series.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So anyway, now I continue from where I stopped: the 3rd season of Naruto - episode 54! Yay!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I prolly won't go online until I finish this anime.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm hooked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(So you can spoil the story anytime you want, Tammy! Heh!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next update will probably have something to do with our society/country/political (in)stability, following the lead set by Marck (aka Marocharim) with his &lt;a href="http://www.marocharim.com/2008/05/08/x-list-five-things-i-do-to-contribute-to-the-decay-of-filipino-society/"&gt;X-List: Five Things I Do to Contribute to the Decay of Filipino Society&lt;/a&gt; (for now, let's just say I'm with him on numbers 1 and 4, kinda so-so on numbers 2 [but only on the constraint part] and 5, and, on number 3, well, draw your own conclusion).  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3048273588631758914?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3048273588631758914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3048273588631758914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3048273588631758914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3048273588631758914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-day-out.html' title='&amp;quot;Mother&amp;#39;s Day&amp;quot; Day Out'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1077510699191570980</id><published>2008-05-09T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:57:10.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My bro's shorts fell off</title><content type='html'>I told myself I wouldn't blog until after I finish the first season of Naruto (I'm watching it online), but I just had to get this off my chest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See, not five minutes ago (of posting this entry), my brother was getting ready to sit next to me in our sofa (he just took out some chips for us to munch on while he was watching Cartoon Network on TV and I was ogling Sasuke online). He threw a Pringles On-the-Go (Sour &amp; Cream Flavor, yum!) to me and saved the V-Cut (Caldereta Flavor) for himself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before we knew it, his shorts fell off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WOOT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He couldn't stop laughing!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I couldn't too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm such a bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ate&lt;/span&gt;, hahahahahahaha!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1077510699191570980?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1077510699191570980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1077510699191570980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1077510699191570980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1077510699191570980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-bro-shorts-fell-off.html' title='My bro&amp;#39;s shorts fell off'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1846054462913428894</id><published>2008-05-06T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T03:55:17.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As a followup to the previous entry about the Little Losers event...</title><content type='html'>People kept telling my brother not to do everything I do/say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It all started when he went in front to claim the "youngest fella" title yesterday night during the "raffling off" of pizes at the David &amp; Goliath's Little Losers event held in Mag:net Cafe, Bonifacio High Street.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gabemercado.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gabe Mercado&lt;/a&gt;: How old are you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://robbycruz.info/"&gt;Robby Cruz&lt;/a&gt;: Eleven years old.&lt;br&gt;Gabe: Why?&lt;br&gt;Robby: Because I was born in (June) 1996.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At this point, I was thinking that Gabe would ask my brother why he was born. I was pretty sure my brother would be able to answer; the birds and the bees aren't exactly secrets in today's society, hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gabe: Why do you blog?&lt;br&gt;Robby: *long pause then looks at me*&lt;br&gt;Me: Bakit mo ako tinitignan?!&lt;br&gt;Robby: Ginaya ko lang po ate ko.&lt;br&gt;Gabe: Oh. Wag mong gagayahin lagi ate mo ha?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Murmurs of approval everywhere)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, when Rico and I bumped into each other later at the end of the event...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Oo nga pala, brother ko. *makes a sweeping motion toward Robby*&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://fool45.com/"&gt;Rico&lt;/a&gt;: Ah, ikaw ba yung ate niya?&lt;br&gt;Me: Yep!&lt;br&gt;Rico to Robby: Ay, oo nga. Wag mong gagayahin ate mo ha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The hell?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LULZ!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1846054462913428894?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1846054462913428894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1846054462913428894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1846054462913428894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1846054462913428894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-followup-to-previous-entry-about.html' title='As a followup to the previous entry about the Little Losers event...'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2680243846016202386</id><published>2008-05-05T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T02:27:33.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I didn't know Flame of Recca is showing on GMA-7</title><content type='html'>Shows you how much of a TV viewer I am.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, except for 24 Oras and Saksi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehe.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2680243846016202386?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2680243846016202386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2680243846016202386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2680243846016202386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2680243846016202386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow-i-didn-know-flame-of-recca-is.html' title='Wow, I didn&amp;#39;t know Flame of Recca is showing on GMA-7'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1171402236096859877</id><published>2008-05-05T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:50:19.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the questions you want to ask JUN LOZADA?</title><content type='html'>If you were given a chance to meet Jun Lozada face to face and ask him questions, what would those questions be?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You can just list them by replying to this post, or PM them to me. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(To a certain extent, yes, I believe him. But I'm not about to believe that he's doing all these things only for the sake of the country. I have my doubts; as one said in a comment, the whistleblowers are often those who were "kulelat" in the deals they made...like Joey de Venecia, for instance. They're not saints, but then, at least they have the galls to stir up some controversy. Heh.)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1171402236096859877?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1171402236096859877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1171402236096859877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1171402236096859877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1171402236096859877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-are-questions-you-want-to-ask-jun.html' title='What are the questions you want to ask JUN LOZADA?'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4764808508319842530</id><published>2008-05-05T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T11:40:21.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALP!!! SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE ME FROM MYSELF!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this! I'm a frigging 20-year-old young lady (woooh, lady nga ba?) who has spent her years practically ignoring ALL animes on TV, with the exception of the following:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sailor Moon (oh c'mon, we all went through that phase, faves ko sina Sailor Mars at Sailor Neptune)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yu Yu Hakusho (Ghost Fighter, dimwits! It's my most fave, and Botan is the star of my swetdreams, heh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rurouni Kenshin (well, you know, Samurai X on Studio 23 years ago)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ranma 1/2 (can't even remember a single episode)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neon Genesis Evangelion (only because I accidentally watched my dad's hentai vid...I like the fiery girl...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flame of Recca (because it's the one shown after YYH on GMA 7)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fushigi Yugi (mainly to know what the hype was all about)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Voltes V (gimme a break, I was a kid!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doraemon (whenever I catch it mornings on GMA 7 anyway)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saber Marionette (just like the case with Ranma 1/2, everything from this series escapes me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weiss Kreuz (Knight Hunters on GMA 7..I only caught a few episodes but I liked the concept: flower shop boys in the morning, assassins at night)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Magic Knight Rayearth (wahaha, the Tagalized song is just so LSS material that I still know the lyrics by heart!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zenki (uh-huh...what's this all about again?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're Under Arrest (I almost wept when we had to change from Home Cable to Destiny Cable...no more AXN, thus, no more You're Under Arrest. Suckorz!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's this one I don't know what's called, basta it was shown on GMA 7, and the main characters' names are Joe (brown-haired guy and pseudo-learder), Jenny (a bluette, I think, and my fave character...yes, I do seem to have an inexplicable fondness for blue-haired ladies), and Mike (a, quite obviously, a blonde). And there's a princess there with a constellation for her namesake: Princess Andromeda, if I'm not mistaken, with the long white hair and clingy attitude (she's mabait in the series, but geesh, I think she's just plain bitchy, heh). There were robots and all...or were they spacecrafts? Also shown on Cartoon Network a few years after, but I never did get the title. Anyway, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; that one!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, oh! And the one with the teapot time machine thingy! Haha! "Takure, takure!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  ...and has chosen THIS YEAR to act like a crazed fan girl of animes. What the hell is wrong with me?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to cry so badly that I'm irritating myself to no end. And why do yours truly want to bawl?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's because I WANT TO GO TO QUIAPO ANG BUYS LOTSA PIRATED ANIME DVDS AND WATCH THEM NONSTOP AND GUSH OVER THEM AND CRY AND KILL MYSELF!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the frustration is brought about by yesterday night's episode of Naruto on Cartoon Network where Sasuke has been (apparently) killed!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh NOES! NOT MY SASUKE!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See? I'm losing my mind over a frigging animated series! What gives?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it's not even funny that I want to watch also these animes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bleach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inu Yasha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Death Note&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Shit, I'm doomed!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a sidenote, why the FUCK do they insist on renaming the characters? For dubbing purposes? Gimme a fucking break!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FILIPINO DUBBERS BUTCHERED YUYU HAKUSHO (and I speak not of the time when they mistakenly assigned a female voice talent for Kurama aka Dennis at first then made the very core story a venue to cover up their blunder)! NOW TELL ME, DOES THAT GIVE JUSTICE TO THE ANIME?! YOU BASICALLY CHANGED THE WHOLE STORY OF THE FUCKING ANIME! I MEAN, COME ON! FIRST EPISODE PA LANG, WALANG WALA NA AGAD YUNG ESSENCE NUNG ISTORYA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now...Didn't I tell you I'm going crazy here? HUHUHU.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4764808508319842530?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4764808508319842530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4764808508319842530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4764808508319842530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4764808508319842530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/halp-someone-please-save-me-from-myself.html' title='HALP!!! SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE ME FROM MYSELF!!!'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3974012527719242690</id><published>2008-05-04T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:33:47.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Forgotten Hobby: Sketching</title><content type='html'> Sketching anime characters. I lost my first sketchbook, so these pics are only from my 2nd one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6uFwoKCjwAADfXGxE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6uFwoKCjwAADfXGxE1/1.JPG?et=INaw3J6NofuCwCQIzrY26g&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sailor Jupiter aka Makoto Kino aka Lita Kino&lt;br&gt;(and a failed attempt at shading)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6uNwoKCjwAADwCLjw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6uNwoKCjwAADwCLjw1/2.JPG?et=h0x075MWf9OCVC6%2BooShmw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sailor Mars aka Rei Hino aka Raye Hino&lt;br&gt;(and another failed attempt at shading)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6uUgoKCjwAADkmJ7I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6uUgoKCjwAADkmJ7I1/3.JPG?et=fpmV3O%2Bo1C%2B1hzo4PNtVPg&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;I forgot this character's name, but I think it's, like, Chibiusa or something.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6uZQoKCjwAADv-K-81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6uZQoKCjwAADv-K-81/4.JPG?et=vI1HuwsfvAsj%2CoKElBX0gQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Probably one of my most favorite among the bunch.&lt;br&gt;Lupin was so easy to sketch because I didn't have to put effort into making him gorgeous.&lt;br&gt;My first sketchpad had Kazuma Kuwabara aka Alfred of YuYu Hakusho/Ghost Fighter in it,&lt;br&gt;and it pretty much turned out the same as this one. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6ueAoKCjwAADjOI9s1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6ueAoKCjwAADjOI9s1/5.JPG?et=9W2P8WPARED2yLSm48819A&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sailor Mercury aka Ami Mizuno aka Amy Mizuno&lt;br&gt;One of my nicest ones, I'd like to think, because it's so simple.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I drew Amy about four years ago. It was the last time that I touched my sketchpad to use it after actively sketching for a few months the three years before that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lately, I've been trying to draw again with the help of my old Yuyu Hakusho teks (you know, trading cards) from my grade school days. But I can't seem to get into the rhythm, and I don't think I'll ever manage to do it again. Besides, 'di ko nadevelop yung "talent" so I always need something in front of me to copy whenever I draw.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6uiQoKCjwAAD9kSk41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6uiQoKCjwAAD9kSk41/6.JPG?et=mTWsSEsezM6958RSsOY09A&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Botan aka Charlene. My favorite anime character ever, haha.&lt;br&gt;Drawn last month on April 11. First ever attempt since I "quit" sketching.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6upAoKCjwAAEQzb5U1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6upAoKCjwAAEQzb5U1/7.JPG?et=lDdM2%2BmNIxcniQNberO0KA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Hiei &amp; Kurama aka Vincent &amp; Dennis Chibi style.&lt;br&gt;Of course, binaboy ko si Kurama dahil mahirap siya i-drowing, lulz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB6utgoKCjwAAEOTZeE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB6utgoKCjwAAEOTZeE1/8.JPG?et=tZZGTsD%2BUf9d%2BqND96wkRg&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=94485331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Unfinished sketch of Botan (duh). I normallystart out with the eyes kasi,&lt;br&gt;and I tried it the other way around, starting with the hair. Don't ask why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;I used to use an 8B Staedtler pencil, complete with my own Staedtler eraser, sharpener, and a shading tool (what's that called again?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With the newer sketches, I used a 6B.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3974012527719242690?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3974012527719242690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3974012527719242690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3974012527719242690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3974012527719242690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/forgotten-hobby-sketching.html' title='A Forgotten Hobby: Sketching'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4607770816166537903</id><published>2008-05-04T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:36:11.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dear Sir, I am fat and wear spectacles."</title><content type='html'>It's the line that resulted in Hugh Edwards getting the part of Piggy in the 1963 adaptation of William Golding's The Lord of the Flies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was watching the movie last night, and it brought a lot of almost-forgotten memories into surface, the most notable being my hatred for Lord of the Flies when I was in my freshman year in high school (hello, Ms. Gapas! haha). You could just imagine my frustration with the novel when I had to make a book report about it for English class. I was too occupied in trying to understand To Kill a Mockingbird that time (which was a required class reading), and coupled with the pressure of the book report, I became dangerously close to slipping into insanity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hated William Golding with a passion.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I got a newfound appreciation for the book the second time I read it. I realized that, just like To Kill a Mockingbird (which became a favorite also AFTER the class was done with it, heh), it was a novel with an important social theme.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are inherently evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And in a twisted way, Golding has a very sensible and valuable point, don't you think so? (Especially taking into account today's society, and the context of which Golding wrote the novel during World War II)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(You think I'm going to make kwento the book in here? No way, heh!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4607770816166537903?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4607770816166537903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4607770816166537903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4607770816166537903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4607770816166537903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/sir-i-am-fat-and-wear-spectacles.html' title='&amp;quot;Dear Sir, I am fat and wear spectacles.&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5403821271843474293</id><published>2008-05-03T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:44:12.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Streaming music on websites</title><content type='html'>There's a "discussion" in Twitter about music streaming on websites.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I personally hate ANY WEBPAGE that streams music...That's why CSS is turned off in my Friendster account (which is, quite frankly, useless anyway, since I don't even visit Friendster profiles). That's why I don't frequent websites that I know have music embedded on them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But hey, if that's what the owner wants, who am I to argue?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kung ma-turn off yung readers/visitors mo, sorry na lang sila.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dun ka masaya eh, dun ka sisipagin sa profile mo. Kung yun ang driving force mo sa pag-gawa ng website, sige lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hay naku, iba na talaga internet ngayon. People say that web masters must *always* think about the "visitors" first (PARA LANG SA KIKITAING PERA?). I say, especially if you're a PERSONAL BLOGGER, you must always think of YOURSELF first.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What about the owner's own happiness in what s/he's doing, diba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oo na, sige, in my time I did advocate web standards and web accessibility (almost like a crazed lunatic), but then, I never once strayed from what my blog's all about, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think, it's not about the visitors' music preference. Ang pinaka-solusyon lang dyan is give the visitors the option to turn the music off (which, sadly, isn't even offered on some sites). That way, you, as the owner, at least please the visitors ('cause, you know, nakakainis makinig sa musikang ayaw mong pakinggan, lalo na kung naka-on yung music player mo sa computer), but at the same time, you don't compromise your own preference.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5403821271843474293?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5403821271843474293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5403821271843474293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5403821271843474293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5403821271843474293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/streaming-music-on-websites.html' title='Streaming music on websites'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7312042949578114193</id><published>2008-05-03T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:55:33.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labasan na ng sama ng loob!</title><content type='html'>I've almost always dreamt of getting out of this hellhole.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kinunsinti ko pa si nanay nung high school ako. Sabi ko, "Sige, okay lang naman sa akin eh." FUCK ALL THE LEGALITIES, I thought. The most important thing was survival. But alas, my baby bro's just a kid, and he didn't need the trauma that would come along if our parents separated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I almost wished my mom broke down and took my dad's advise to abort the pregnancy...when she was pregnant with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We wouldn't be living under the same roof, hating each other's guts, and planning another's trip down to hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I almost wished I broke down and took my grandma's offer when she tearfully demanded me to live in Marikina during the family's rough-er times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If wishes were fishes....&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7312042949578114193?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7312042949578114193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7312042949578114193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7312042949578114193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7312042949578114193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/labasan-na-ng-sama-ng-loob.html' title='Labasan na ng sama ng loob!'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-952015837840787458</id><published>2008-05-03T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:46:22.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND THEN...</title><content type='html'>"Yung niluto mo dapat hanggang mamayang gabi na lang."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EH PUCHA, SOBRANG SELAN NILANG DALAWA, DI SILA UMUULIT NG PAGKAIN EH! KAILANGAN BAWAT KAINAN IBA ANG ULAM, TAPOS SASABIHIN SA AKIN YUNG GANUN?! EH YUNG MGA NILULUTO KO NAPUPUNTA LANG DIN NAMAN SA ASO DAHIL BAKA MAPANIS?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANO BA NAMAN?! PAG HINDI NGA AKO BUMABANGON UNTIL MID-AFTERNOON, WALANG NAGLULUTO SA KANILA. SOBRANG DEPENDENT PAGDATING SA MGA BAGAY NA GANITO! IKAW NA NGA GUMAGAWA, IKAW PA MALI. IKAW NA NGA NAGKUKUSA, PAGSASABIHAN KA PA. EH ULTIMO SILA NGA WALA NAMANG GINAGAWA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT ANG SAMA NG GISING KO. KAGABI PA ITO! NO WONDER PUNUNG-PUNO NA SI NANAY RITO SA BAHAY. PUNYETA TALAGA! BWISIT!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-952015837840787458?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/952015837840787458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=952015837840787458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/952015837840787458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/952015837840787458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-then.html' title='AND THEN...'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3894150927235109285</id><published>2008-05-03T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:34:26.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs men?</title><content type='html'>I can very well take care of myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, except for the money thing...as of now anyway (but hey, I do earn money, uhm, online).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate it when my mom's away. I get tagged all sorts of chores: cooking for lunch &amp; dinner, washing the dishes, sweeping the floors, doing the laundry, arranging the stuff *they* "tornadoed" around the house...you name it, I do it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And SH*T!!! WHAT IS SO HARD IN FLUSHING THE TOILET AFTER YOU USE IT, HUH?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND WHAT IS SOOOOOOOOOOOO HARD IN CLEANING UP AFTER YOURSELVES AND WASHING YOUR OWN DISHES?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PLEASE, PRAY TELL, WHAT IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO F*CKING HARD IN DOING THOSE THINGS THAT YOU CAN'T F*CKING DO THEM?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Men? PIGS!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3894150927235109285?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3894150927235109285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3894150927235109285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3894150927235109285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3894150927235109285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-needs-men.html' title='Who needs men?'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-1440578414679089031</id><published>2008-05-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:16:11.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I refuse to cry</title><content type='html'>Angsty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's something inside me that needs getting out, but I don't know what it is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's my frustrations catching up with me. Maybe it's my disappointments building up too fast for me to breathe. Maybe it's the fact that it's a brand new month, and still...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't do anything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to do lots of things --- blog like I used to (and on Misteryosa.com, at that), write 'till I tire my fingers out, read feel-good books to make me feel better, and most of all, make my family proud...something I haven't made them feel since I graduated top of my class in Nursery.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But maybe that's not gonna happen soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Times like this, I feel no one understands me. Heck, I can't even understand myself. And so I put up this cheerful facade, pretending everything's A-OK on my end, and saying the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; things...things that wouldn't belie how extremely lonely I am inside.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I almost wish that my problems are lovelife-related, but they're not even close. They have something to do with love, sure, but I think that the love that's missing from my life is my love to myself.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-1440578414679089031?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/1440578414679089031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=1440578414679089031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1440578414679089031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/1440578414679089031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-refuse-to-cry.html' title='I refuse to cry'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8075234601679710217</id><published>2008-04-30T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:26:29.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boto ko para sa Top 10 Emerging Influential Blogs in 2008</title><content type='html'>Medyo pahirapan ito ngayon ang pagpili ng mga &lt;a href="http://www.influentialblogger.net/2008/04/top-10-emerging-influential-blogs-in.html"&gt;maiimpluwensiyang blogs&lt;/a&gt;, kasi naman bihira na ngayon ang mga bagong blogs na matatawag kong..."influential."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Isa pa, isa akong personal blogger, kaya expect na wala kayong makikitang "money-making websites" dito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pero kahit ganun, expect na may makikita kayong political blogs dito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Di ko na siguro i-e-explain kung bakit ko binoto ang mga iboboto ko. Basta binabasa ko lang ang mga blogs na ito, at palagay ko kahit papano'y may impluwensiya sila sa blogosphere. Pero dahil iba ang iniikutan kong mundo ng blogosphere sa iniikutan mong mundo ng blogosphere, eh malamang di mo alam karamihan ng mga iboboto.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh palagay ko nga, di ako aabot sa sampu eh. Siguro hanggang lima lang ako. Di ko alam kung dadagdagan ko pa ito, dahil sa palagay ko, kakaunti na lang ang mga bagong blogs ngayon na matatawag kong may impact sa blogosphere.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As usual, Pinoy blogs ang iboboto ko. Kawawa naman ang mga blogs sa ibang bansa, pero mas in tune kasi talaga ako sa Pinoy blogs. Marami akong binabasang foreign blogs pero matagal ko na silang kilala kasi, bago pa man umusbong ng husto ang blogging sa Pilipinas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://filipinovoices.com/"&gt;Filipino Voices&lt;/a&gt; - Collaborative blog ng iba't ibang political and not-so-political bloggers, anuman ang ideolohiyang sinusundan nila...Well, judging from some bloggers na napasama 'run anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://newphilrevolution.blogspot.com/"&gt;New Philippine Revolution&lt;/a&gt; - Abot ito! Ewan ko ba, basta hooked ako sa blog niya. Actually, kung tutuusin, nito nito ko lang din nalaman ang blog niya eh, ilang buwan pa lang. Pero, basta, lagi kong binabasa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://visitsagada.com/"&gt;Visit Sagada&lt;/a&gt; - Call it pitching na rin for this blog. Gusto ko rin kasi makapunta sa Sagada. Tsaka free online advertisement na rin ito, hehe. Malaki ang potensyal nitong maging isang maimpluwensyang tool para sa turismo sa Sagada.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://delfindjmontano.blogspot.com/"&gt;The NOT So Talented Mr. Montano&lt;/a&gt; - Tinatanong pa ba 'yan? Pangalang Brian Gorrell pa lang, alam mo na.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Eto yung &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/the-top-10-emerging-influential-blogs-in-2007/"&gt;listahan ng mga binoto ko last year&lt;/a&gt;. Eto naman yung &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/some-thoughts-about-the-top-10-emerging-influential-blogs/"&gt;mga pag-a-alinlangan ko sa writing project na ito&lt;/a&gt; na sinulat ko after nung event.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8075234601679710217?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8075234601679710217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8075234601679710217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8075234601679710217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8075234601679710217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/boto-ko-para-sa-top-10-emerging.html' title='Boto ko para sa Top 10 Emerging Influential Blogs in 2008'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-463403268276800555</id><published>2008-04-29T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:56:42.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I liked the photo so much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/99/185"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/13/photos/99/300x300/185/P4280341.JPG?et=20Bb3DT48RQ7vV5P6I7peA&amp;nmid=93498685" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I decided to make it my Multiply theme.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been feeling a little lost since I decided to ditch my old old-school theme a few weeks back, and I flitted from one customized Multiply theme to another, the one from Shai being my favorite. But I wanted something simple and clean, so I decided to make one myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Browsing sites that offer royalty free photographs proved to be futile; I just couldn't draw inspiration from them enough to make something out of them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A few days ago, a feeding program from bloggers was held in Bonifacio High Street and Serendra. I took photos of everything and everyone that caught my eye, and I thought this one, a board of shotglass chess, from Kabisera ni Dencio's was just so cool that I haphazardly took a shot, never minding if it would be a sucker or not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Needless to say, when I saw the photos from the event, I fancied this one so much that, after so many years, I decided to open up Photoshop and play with it (I'm a Paint Shop Pro and Gimp user). I didn't do anything extravagant with the photo; just added some simple effects and a caption. A simple 5-to-10-minute editing and it was finito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I downloaded two of my most favorite patterns from --- where else? --- &lt;a href="http://www.squidfingers.com/"&gt;Squidfingers&lt;/a&gt;, and made very few edits on the Avlack theme-based CSS in Multiply to come up with my current theme.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Simple and clean.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SBg0EQoKCjwAADCH13Q1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBg0EQoKCjwAADCH13Q1/Shari%20Shari%20Shari.jpeg?et=o0hNRqi3LF4TW4HXwRyK%2Cg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-463403268276800555?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/463403268276800555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=463403268276800555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/463403268276800555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/463403268276800555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/because-i-liked-photo-so-much.html' title='Because I liked the photo so much...'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2826488283514711015</id><published>2008-04-27T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T08:22:16.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I won in the beer-drinking contest during the 88DB.com party</title><content type='html'>I knew my "talent" would prove useful in the most crucial of times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First, let me say that I kinda enjoyed the event despite its disappointments (mostly revolving around the so-called meal that consisted of four tiny pieces of something I dunno what the name is). If the event was within a certain budget in the first place, I'd think it'd be more reasonable to start it at around 8pm and not earlier. Honestly, if my friends and I had known that we'd be starving ourselves to death in there, we'd have stopped by somewhere and ordered a generous serving of this food and that. We just came from iBlog4! Food served in the summit was enough, but dinner was another story altogether.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's no wonder bloggers left the event earlier than they usually did (to go eat somewhere more budget-friendly...if you ask what "usual" would be, the answer'd be "hours after the party ended"), or some bloggers were just downright cranky and pissed off about everything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See, it didn't matter that there'd be no real meal in the event, but the fact that it was supposed to start at 7pm was just, well, something. Hell, the party didn't even start on time. If only we had known...we could have grabbed a bite somewhere first.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know many people would choose not to blog about their disappointments, but I've heard enough complaints last night to last me a lifetime, and know that I'm not alo ne in this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So anyway, now that it's done with, on to the more interesting moments of the party.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thank, first of all, my dad for letting us 10 healthy bloggers hitch a ride to Katipunan. Of course I had to coerce him into doing it, but he gave in eventually, most probably for the laptop's sake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Second, muchos gracias to DJ Kel the Mushroom turned DJ MisterVader for letting me, uh, cheat my way to the human bingo game. I had an idea which was which, but it was still more convenient for me to have a cheat sheet of sorts, especially when I was doing both my brother's and my cards. It didn't help that the placards were worn by social butterflies who flew from one place to another in a matter of seconds. It was so darn hard to find them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd also like to express my utmost gratitude to the people I was with. Guys (no offense meant, LA and Jhed, he he), you were fun. Thanks for the wonderful company...as always.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I admit I never read the whole blog post of Aileen about the party. All I ever found out was that we were supposed to come as our blog, not that there was a PSP at stake. Sad. I could have done something more elaborative, like taking the suggestions thrown by The Jester in Exile and MisterVader.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since we were a bunch of early birds, I decided to shake off the nervous energy by taking the stage and singing my gut off. Ang kulit ko, yun lang. I felt like a bar singer who was noticed by no one, seriously. But at least the energy wore off before the party officially started.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A couple of my acquaintances won in the Bring Me thingy. Aaron James received Stabucks gift certificates; Neil received, I think, a certificate in a spa or somewhere else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I find this a perfect opportunity to gloat. I won in the beer-drinking contest! It was no easy feat, given that the competitions were, at the very least, equal in capacity for alcohol to mine. But I prevailed! I could have gone in front sooner, but the bubbles in the beer bottle were a bit unnerving. And I hesitated a moment too long. Someone in my right shouted to get my fat ass in front and enumerate 5 categories already. I stuck with the simplest: Music, Pets, Entertainment, Beauty &amp; Wellness, and Lessons &amp; Instructions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought, hey, anything for free beer, right? (Although I pretty much hate the taste of beer, especially San Mig Light. Errr, I'd take a Redhorse anytime.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The rest of the night was a bit of a routine: we run to the photo booth, pose 4 times, wait for the photos to print, then laugh at ourselves for our silliness. We talked with others, waved, smiled. The usual things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations to 88DB.com and all the people who organized the party. It was cool, and the prizes were impressive. Thank you, and sana maulit muli. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS: I know I said it'd be a longish post, but...well...*shrugs*&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2826488283514711015?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2826488283514711015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2826488283514711015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2826488283514711015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2826488283514711015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-won-in-beer-drinking-contest-during.html' title='I won in the beer-drinking contest during the 88DB.com party'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7534450001946040512</id><published>2008-04-25T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:34:01.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"How can bloggers participate more effective in the 2010 elections?" by Janette Toral</title><content type='html'>Goal:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discuss issues of importance that will assisst voters in deciding who to vote for by 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get in-depth 2010 election coverage on both national and local level&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discuss, cimpare party platform and go beyond motherhood statements&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Why?&lt;br&gt;Resources&lt;br&gt;- Numerous election monirtoring groups that have personnel and colunteers capable to blog&lt;br&gt;* Have website and recognize its use but were late in setting up to maximize it&lt;br&gt;Get more citizens involved worldwide&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Target audience&lt;br&gt;* Election monitoring groups&lt;br&gt;* Independent/volunteer citizen bloggers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Proposed role of UP-ISP&lt;br&gt;* Training resource&lt;br&gt;- Organize forums to make bloggers participate&lt;br&gt;* Aggregrator&lt;br&gt;- Create a blog that shall receive feeds&lt;br&gt;- Tap "wisdom of the crowd"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Execution&lt;br&gt;* Blog site&lt;br&gt;- Set up blog site&lt;br&gt;- Call for nationwide participation&lt;br&gt;* Bloggers Forum (training events)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Explore recognition of bloggers for election coverage and gain access to materials&lt;br&gt;- COMELEC&lt;br&gt;- Political conventions&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blog Site&lt;br&gt;* Add Philippines election content to mapping applications such as Google Maps&lt;br&gt;* Election videos / podcast by party (that reflect concrete platform)&lt;br&gt;* Track issues&lt;br&gt;* Election-related news&lt;br&gt;* Organize live chat sessions with candidates independent and working with media networks&lt;br&gt;* Polling (share polling experience)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Benefits&lt;br&gt;* Transparency&lt;br&gt;- See full raw report&lt;br&gt;- Balance&lt;br&gt;--- Inspire discussion&lt;br&gt;--- Commitment to facts, to public consideration, and to independence from faction&lt;br&gt;* Distributed journalism&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7534450001946040512?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7534450001946040512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7534450001946040512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7534450001946040512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7534450001946040512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-bloggers-participate-more-effective.html' title='&amp;quot;How can bloggers participate more effective in the 2010 elections?&amp;quot; by Janette Toral'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6765360000798016036</id><published>2008-04-25T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:20:13.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manuel "Manolo" Quezon III's talk (iBlog4)</title><content type='html'>Manolo was getting depressed. He wakes up with high blood every morning...and that's because of the commenters. He went out with some bloggers and he got more depressed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Start looking at the basic human aspect.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* How do we know how things are supposed to work? What's our point of reference?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* In the perfect world, how is election supposed to be?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Explaining and advocacy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Manolo is the type of person who picks a side.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* There's a belief that no matter what the result of the election is, wala naman kinalaman sa life/work ko yan. In a sense, it's true. But in the end, you will be affected by what these people do. Be a pain in the ass during electiom time. They know that you have the power of one, and it can be magnified.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* The weakness of traditional media is its limitation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Every place has one pakialamero who's going to be a pain in the ass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Some of you have to be martyrs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;* Explain how a system works, pick a side, and work on that side either on macro or micro basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* You're never really gonna make good money in political blogging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* We agree that something's wrong, and the professionals have done nothing about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* We will be of little significance in 2010.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* 2016 is the year, from the simple view of demographics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Sidenote: Chiz was the only one who understood, even a little, about the internet (online campaigning).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Why do we all love to fight online ANYWAY? :) And it's not because we're masochists. It's the basic human need to watch something unfold, hear and be heard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6765360000798016036?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6765360000798016036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6765360000798016036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6765360000798016036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6765360000798016036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/manuel-quezon-iii-talk-iblog4.html' title='Manuel &amp;quot;Manolo&amp;quot; Quezon III&amp;#39;s talk (iBlog4)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3313319193019966945</id><published>2008-04-25T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:55:49.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why bloggers must blog about the elections - Luz Rimban</title><content type='html'>Why bloggers must blog about the elections:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mainstream media can't cover everything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mainstream media is highly selective about its coverage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bloggers, as citizen journalists can/must fill the gaps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Citizen journalism can help reconnecy the public with the political process&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The followng issues got little media coverage in 2004&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Partylist elections&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Local elections&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Senatorial elections&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Policy development issues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Coverage of 2007 elections:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Covergae not as extensive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Media noted public disinterest, skepticism over election&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Other gaps to fill:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failure to turn key issues into election issue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hello Garcy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extrajudicials killings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corruptions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Linking local ossues&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br&gt;Citizen journalism:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journalism done by non-journalists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Non-journ doing random acts of journ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;guerilla-style journ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new alternative press&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Bloggers as citizen journ can:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;spot news stories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;report them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take vids and photos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;deliver commentary &amp; analysis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;engage big media in dialog about news issues:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ethics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;inner working of the media&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;journalists' methods of covering the news&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Questions:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to do it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do bloggers work with other election watchdogs?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do bloggers get the public interested in the effort?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br&gt;What can be done?&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brainstorm about blogging on the elections&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Develop a bloggers' election handbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Train bloggers in election coverage&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3313319193019966945?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3313319193019966945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3313319193019966945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3313319193019966945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3313319193019966945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-bloggers-must-blog-about-elections.html' title='Why bloggers must blog about the elections - Luz Rimban'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-896553941020124414</id><published>2008-04-25T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:29:05.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iBlog4, AM Session</title><content type='html'>I should have known the most asked questions would be, "Is it true you closed your blog?" followed by a, "Why?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All kidding aside, it's been an enjoyable morning here at Malcom Hall for the 4th Philippine Blogging Summit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Charo Nuguid's talk about how to blog is nothing new if you're not new in the blogging world. I'd just like to point out that not all blog services have the "basic structure" of a blog, such as anchors or permalinks. I was with Diaryland for a couple of months way back then. And there's no built-in commenting system. Sad, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brian Gorrell's 15-minute video was a bit on the funny side, mainly because he was in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his creek&lt;/span&gt; being bitten by mosquitoes. Poor guy, really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pinoyblogero was evidently nervous at first, but he made it up with his comic-style powerpoint presentation. He was earning $1K a month, and, luck of all lucks, his mom found out. No more allowance for our student turned pro-blogger now, eh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I especially enjoyed Juned's presentation the most. He brought with him his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weapons&lt;/span&gt;, aka different cameras he use for taking different kinds of photos. A bit of the legalities came up during the question and answer portion, and everyone should now know that you should respect the owner of the pet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jonas Diego was, as always, a classic. Loved the comics. And I'm completely with him for world domination.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Completely blank for now. ^_^&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-896553941020124414?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/896553941020124414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=896553941020124414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/896553941020124414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/896553941020124414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/iblog4-am-session.html' title='iBlog4, AM Session'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-4060158287027267913</id><published>2008-04-24T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:41:25.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to "Shari Cruz: The Blogger I Knew and Never Met"</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marocharim.com/2008/04/24/shari-cruz-the-blogger-i-knew-and-never-met/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBFLMgoKCjwAAEWtdoc1?et=vytseZuNPzg0VuujyEarYg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pseudo-response to the &lt;a href="http://www.marocharim.com/2008/04/24/shari-cruz-the-blogger-i-knew-and-never-met/"&gt;"eulogy"&lt;/a&gt; written by one of my most favorite bloggers, &lt;a href="http://marocharim.com/"&gt;Marocharim&lt;/a&gt;. And so, I admit --- not for the first time --- that I'm a crybaby. I feel very &lt;del&gt;dead&lt;/del&gt; appreciated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There was this quaint computer shop at the back of Convention Center called ComShop, and by some strange accident, she “stalked” my blog.&lt;/blockquote&gt;It wasn't an accident. It was &lt;em&gt;destiny&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know, I was bound to find your blog one way or another. People usually didn't bother to clear their private data, as my habit whenever I used a public computer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never wanted people to find out my, uhm, internet surfing history.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It sometimes embarrasses me that she once credited me for being a sort of “inspiration” to the success of her own blog.&lt;/blockquote&gt;But...you were! And still is! And you deserve all the credit I gave you, and even more. Your blog is just as personal as mine, just with more character and, uh, pizzazz. And your blog entries are always well-written and entertaining. Even my friends have found themselves hooked on your blog for some time now, especially during your Death by (Friendster) Degrees series days. Congratulations, by the way, for that honor thing you received. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If the blogosphere were &lt;em&gt;Star Wars&lt;/em&gt;, I think Shari would make for Luke Skywalker, and I’m Darth Vader.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I seriously like R2-D2 better, but I guess Luke Skywalker is okay. =)&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can honestly say that I never really met Shari.  Which is a pathetic excuse, since if we blogged at the same computer shop, joined the same political organization, and went to the same school, we should have known each other.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I can say the same, really. We've never really talked, eh? I can even go as far as saying that we acted like the other's invisible or something. I mean, we see each other, and then that's that. I see you making tambay either in the ACS kiosk, or the pathway from two-oh's leading to the library (may tawag ba 'ron?). But we never did exchange a word. Heh, ironic, really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Honestly, if it wasn't for that Friendster link you put in your profile, I wouldn't have known it was &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; behind the blog. I wasn't terribly surprised when I saw your picture though; I was just intrigued because I thought you were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; in the ComShop to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I speak for many bloggers when I say that when Shari won the Best Personal Blog award in the 2007 Philippine Blog Awards, she deserved it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Awww...stop! You're making me blush. Haha. I may have deserved it, but a lot of people deserved it all the more. And look where that award --- that trophy --- that display --- got me now? *rolls eyes* Seriously, it's one of the reasons why I've decided to leave Misteryosa.com for dead.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One of my favorite “Misteryosa stories” was when Shari got in trouble because of me.  When I “synthesized” a very unflattering metaphor involving Manny Pacquiao and Gloria Arroyo, Shari echoed it with her own take on the issue.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I will never ever forget that moment in my blogging life. Seriously, if receiving death threats from all over the world was serious trouble, the one I got myself into was so much more serious-er than that. Thousands of comments, almost all done by enraged fans of Manny Pacquiao who wanted to kill me. Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo? Nah. Although I did see AFP IP addresses logged from time to time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I will always be grateful to her for saving my blogging hide on many occasions, and for serving as a source of inspiration.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hmmm, I don't remember me saving your blogging hide ever. You've always managed to save your own hide by yourself. And...source of inspiration? Awww...making me blush again. Haha.&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now that I am living in Metro Manila, there are opportunities for me to meet Shari in person and to know more about one of my favorite bloggers in my very short list of blog links.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Last time I saw you, I stopped by UP Baguio to get my College Scholar...certification...thingy. You even told me I should have called you or something like that, right? Or was it when you were sitting alone in a bench along Acad Oval in UP Diliman? Hmmm...I don't remember.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In any case, I'm looking forward to seeing you some time soon. I still remember that glass of Jack Daniels you promised me, though I doubt it'd be at the same place you told me about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shari Cruz, or Misteryosa, or whatever you want to call her, is simply one of the best bloggers in the Philippines.  Period.  To see her leave is a challenge to any blogger out there to step up to the plate, and see if your fingers would match up to her keyboard… because I know that even my own fingers cannot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thank you, Marocharim. I'm pretty sure you're more than capable of stepping up to the plate. In fact, you're more than enough to fill in my place...whatever that place is called. I will still be reading your blog, and the blog of the others, and be a fan of you all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I'm just here, in Multiply, doing the crazy things I usually do.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-4060158287027267913?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/4060158287027267913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=4060158287027267913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4060158287027267913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/4060158287027267913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/response-to-cruz-blogger-i-knew-and.html' title='Response to &amp;quot;Shari Cruz: The Blogger I Knew and Never Met&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3501886748275500591</id><published>2008-04-24T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:41:27.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubuntu 8.04 Released</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ubuntu.com/products/whatisubuntu/804features/"&gt;Hardy Heron&lt;/a&gt; is now up and flying. And so, I admit that it's the first thing that crossed my mind when I woke up earlier today. I've been refreshing the homepage for hours yesterday (damn time differences), waiting for the download link to magically appear. And now it's here. Yay?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yay!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you're willing to try another OS out (ya know, I really think Windows XP and all its derivatives suck now that I've used Ubuntu...I blame this all on &lt;a href="http://ajalapus.com/"&gt;Aja&lt;/a&gt; --- hi Aja! --- for making me a not-so-but-quite-so geek), Ubuntu is a good place to start. Just &lt;a href="http://www.ubuntu.com/getubuntu/download"&gt;download the installer&lt;/a&gt; and you're ready to go. I'd recommend just downloading the &lt;a href="http://releases.ubuntu.com/8.04/"&gt;torrent file&lt;/a&gt; though. Easier and faster. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can't wait for the installation CD to arrive to I'm having a head start. Besides, I need to reformat the desktop, like, right now. And I've decided to install both WinXP and Ubuntu for the sake of my poor poor brother.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3501886748275500591?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3501886748275500591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3501886748275500591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3501886748275500591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3501886748275500591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/ubuntu-804-released.html' title='Ubuntu 8.04 Released'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3481498705736778667</id><published>2008-04-24T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:16:31.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I did say the Cebu Archdiocese (spokesperson and all) is a/n [insert retarded adjective here], right?</title><content type='html'>Hell, it was on April 17 (or was it 16?...basta sa 24 Oras yun) when the Archdiocese of Cebu said that insensitive remark, that's why I posted &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/journal/item/181/Sometimes_I_wish_I_didn_t_read_the_papers_or_watch_the_news"&gt;this entry&lt;/a&gt; nga eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey sisters, took you long enough to react. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When &lt;a href="http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=20080423122&amp;type=2"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; was published yesterday, a lot of &lt;a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/story/91463/Gay-groups-blast-priest-for-anti-gay-crack-patient-in-rectum-scandal-seeks-P5M-damages"&gt;individuals and groups blanched&lt;/a&gt; at the words of the spokesperson of the Archdiocese of Cebu. He said &lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20080424-132337/Cebu-priest-Real-issue-in-video-is-gay-sex"&gt;the real issue here is gay sex&lt;/a&gt;. At ako'y napa-huwaaaaaaat?!&lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20080425-132578/Gay-groups-up-in-arms-over-priests-rectal-swipe"&gt; Resbakan nga ito&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=20080424165&amp;type=2"&gt;Stick to the issue&lt;/a&gt; nga naman kasi eh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I don't think &lt;a href="http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=20080424181&amp;type=2"&gt;Dakay got away with his homophobe line&lt;/a&gt;; it's just that the people he inadvertently (or not) bashed are civilized enough not to kill him. You know why? Because they respect his statement. They respect that he's a priest, and maybe that's just the way priests think. They respect that he's from "the" church. They don't want to engage in word wars against them, because much as they try hard to get accepted in this society, the stigma and discrimination is still there. Wala na silang magagawa eh. &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/links/item/28/Homosexuals_are_Hellbound"&gt;Ultimo mga nagmamalinis nga na tao eh dragon kung magsalita laban sa kapwa nilang tao eh&lt;/a&gt;. Besides, they're sticking to the issue. Like glue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Although, I think some of the people who reacted may have missed this (or maybe the journalists were the ones who missed it...until today): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dakay had explained that while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he respects homosexuals for the way they are&lt;/span&gt;, he strongly condemns the homosexual acts they engage in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But then, it doesn't show.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3481498705736778667?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3481498705736778667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3481498705736778667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3481498705736778667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3481498705736778667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-i-did-say-cebu-archdiocese.html' title='Well, I did say the Cebu Archdiocese (spokesperson and all) is a/n [insert retarded adjective here], right?'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8188158620718751005</id><published>2008-04-23T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T05:03:34.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful people, ugly people</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through an old blog, a private one, around 2002. One entry caught my eye. Wrote it exactly 4 years ago.&lt;blockquote&gt;Heeeeyyyy…I hate those people who like to reveal bad things about other people, when in fact they’re worse! Grrrrr…Yah know, the thing I hate about most of the people here in the Philippines is they like to judge other people by their looks. Being beautiful outside doesn’t mean you’re beautiful inside. Being beautiful doesn’t mean you’ve got it all. So what if you’re ugly?! At least some people realize your true worth! And they love you for who you are. What do you want a pretty girl who has no personality to back if up for?! Wala lang. Pang-display mo? Is the girl just a mean to make other guys envious of you? WTF?! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don’t want to make a big deal about those arrogant people. Maybe they’re insecure and jealous of those girls who they claim as UGLY. I dunno why. Maybe they’ve been dumped by their bf’s for girls less beautiful than they are coz the poor guys realized that they’d be happier. Hekhek. Wuteva! It’s not my business eniweiz.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wow. I wrote that? Aside from the kinda...amateurish "literary rhythm" (hah, like it has improved over the years) and balikong grammar and diction here and there, I never thought I'd sound so...bitter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then, that thing I wrote still holds true today, though it's not as rampant as before. We've grown up, thankfully. Not just physically, but also mentally. People my age now know how to look beyond the physical appearance of a person...well, some.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I still think Ranger Manoso is scorching HOT. =D Except, of course, he's just a book character and not a real person (a pity, really...Cuban-American hottie in black tight shirt and camouflage pants, with an I-don't-give-a-flying-fuck attitude, black car, and Bvlgari scent...OOHH, is it me, or is it getting too damn hot in here?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8188158620718751005?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8188158620718751005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8188158620718751005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8188158620718751005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8188158620718751005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/beautiful-people-ugly-people.html' title='Beautiful people, ugly people'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3991775372071943675</id><published>2008-04-22T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T18:06:57.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colegio de San Lorenzo</title><content type='html'>I'm 75% sure that my brother's going to finish his last grade school year here. I've just called them, and it seems they don't have any deportment grade requirement, so my brother's on the safe zone in that aspect. I'll be going there on Monday to fill up the application form, and my brother's going to take the entrance exam on Tuesday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so I thought, maybe I ought to transfer in that school also, since they offer a few college degrees there. I told my mom about my idea.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ako rin!" I exclaimed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Eh, ano'ng course mo?" my mom asked curiously.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Wait lang." I logged on to the school website. "May Communication ata sila eh."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Mag-u-uniform ka?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"...."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"BWAHAHAHAHA. Naka-palda ka?!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"...."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"BWAHAHAHAHA! Bakla! BWAHAHAHA!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I left the website.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darn, I forgot about that uniform.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3991775372071943675?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3991775372071943675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3991775372071943675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3991775372071943675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3991775372071943675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/colegio-de-san-lorenzo.html' title='Colegio de San Lorenzo'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5873709864511849000</id><published>2008-04-22T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:23:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bidding on eBay has never been this intense</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SA3zAAoKCjwAAFo8A3U1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA3zAAoKCjwAAFo8A3U1/eBay%20Philippines%20Item%20Bid%20History.jpeg?et=mM5Z8VQVRy1eVp%2CX%2CsBGRA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=92455135" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right after I &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rakshari/statuses/794315760"&gt;twitted in relief&lt;/a&gt;, I received an email from the seller:&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;wow! that was one hell of a fight!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that was really exciting!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well congratulations!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thank you. But in my opinion, that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; exciting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All these just because my family has caught the smartphone bug. I mean, yeah, so the interest was sparked when I purchased my first PDA phone, but they never let their intention to buy one for themselves known until I lost the darn phone and bought a second one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mom is now a proud Treo 600 owner.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5873709864511849000?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5873709864511849000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5873709864511849000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5873709864511849000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5873709864511849000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/bidding-on-ebay-has-never-been-this.html' title='Bidding on eBay has never been this intense'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5722594880516775852</id><published>2008-04-21T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:46:47.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness, Take My Hand</title><content type='html'>Back in high school, my friend Farina and I asked almost all the teachers from the English department a baffling question. Response varied from one teacher to another (you'd think they'd have the same answer, teaching in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quezon_City_Science_High_School"&gt;QueSci&lt;/a&gt; and all). No one could give us a clear answer. It even became a topic for some some groups of classmates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And until now, I'm still asking myself:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is Dennis Lehane's book title "Darkness, Take My Hand" (a favorite, really, but unfortunately, I can't find the damn book) a personification or an apostrophe? Or is it, to some extent, both?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most likely the latter of two, methinks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heck, it mght even be called a pathetic fallacy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a side note, if you're from QueSci, consider yourself lucky if you have Ma'am Ramos (she's just cool), Ma'am Nicolas (my most favorite, heh), and Ma'am Gapas (she's a personal hero, the one who took me under her wing during my first year in QueSci) in English. They're great teachers. Sir Canaveral is tolerable, just make sure you don't take up French class under him. I know, I hold a grudge against him, nyahahaha (he told me I was a great student, but that was in English class...when I stopped attending his French class, he gave me a failing mark --- a 76, for hell's sake! --- in French AND lowered my English grade considerably...like, by 10 points, from the higher 90's to the mid-80's, just enough for me to pass the class, pfft!). I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abhor&lt;/span&gt; him. LOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5722594880516775852?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5722594880516775852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5722594880516775852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5722594880516775852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5722594880516775852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/darkness-take-my-hand.html' title='Darkness, Take My Hand'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5961667275970322555</id><published>2008-04-21T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:07:39.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cris Mendez remembered: On justice forgotten</title><content type='html'>Y'know, for a while there, I fooled myself into believing that I wanted to be a lawyer. One who fights for human rights, one who does service to the Filipinos (and for free, at that), one who upholds justice...and I'm not talking about the prejudiced one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it comes as a huge disappointment that half a year later, there still isn't any good news about the case. Half a year later, Cris Mendez' death is still shrouded in secrecy and uncertainty. Half a year later, there's still no justice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I'm the one to talk, right? I haven't done anything close to helpful during the whole ordeal. I didn't know Cris when he was alive. The only connection between us is that he was a classmate and acquaintance of my cousin. He was known by some of my friends. Heck, we might have crossed paths once in a while when he was still alive, and I just had no idea that he was Cris Mendez. Not entirely impossible, yes, though UP Diliman is a huge place to roam around undetected.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A couple of days ago, &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/fraternities-violence-cris-mendez-and-a-video-that-says-it-all/#comment-15117"&gt;a comment&lt;/a&gt; on my &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/fraternities-violence-cris-mendez-and-a-video-that-says-it-all/"&gt;blog entry about Cris Mendez&lt;/a&gt; brought back the feeling of helplessness and disappointment. Of rage. No, not because the comment was in any way degrading, just that while the commenter was right in what she thinks, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rakshari/statuses/793390816"&gt;we're not mind-readers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;blockquote&gt;lets hear muna dapat ang both sides before we judged ryt? we are not there no know what really happened.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I know. I know that. In fact, I wanted to hear what the other side had to say. The people gave them a chance --- numerous times --- to say something. But, as what Arbet said, how can we possibly hear both sides when &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rakshari/statuses/793390816"&gt;one side is in hiding&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sure, the suspects needed to clear their name using the due process of the law, but I think too many people were affected by Mendez' death to just brush them and their concerns off and hide the truth in the dark. Sila rin ang talo, with the stigma that have undoubtedly been attached to their names. It may not be justice as dictated by law, but it still is justice in the eyes of the public.&lt;span class="entry-title entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I responded to the commenter via email:&lt;blockquote&gt;I know. But we know nothing about the other side because they kept quiet about it. They had nothing to say. And it's almost, if not an outright admission of guilt, a cowardly thing to do. They're like playing with lives of other people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not in the position to be disgusted with frats and soros. For one, I've been affiliated with lots of them in school (during my years as a member of some militant organizations at the univ). A few have already approached me and asked me to join 'em. And don't get me wrong; I'm not placing the blame solely on the frat. I remain stern on my belief that Cris Mendez is also to blame. He knew what he was getting into. But hey, no use in blaming the already dead kid, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I'm getting at is that, while I'm not denouncing frats and soros, I loathe hazing with a passion. I don't see how it can be something to be taken lightly when the ones you're hurting in the process are humans who just want some companionship or something. It's not fair to them OR their families. So, even if &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Sigma&lt;/span&gt; Rho gets absolved of their supposed actions, it won't change the fact that hazing is happening all over the country.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ultimately, I think that no one deserves to die that way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you po for your comment. I do share your sentiments of wanting to know both sides, but I just can't sit here and watch the processions impassively. When I think something has to be done, I believe something HAS to be done. And what I think should be done (in MY opinion) is, in my way, condemn the practice of hazing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Because as a person who's just watching on the sideline, that's the only thing I can do. That's the only contribution I can make. And even if it's a little thing, it still speaks a lot. A million words, in fact. Just RESISTING is enough action, even if one can make a more pronounced denouncement of what happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lord_dracula/statuses/793387967"&gt;Arbet was somewhat right&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span class="entry-title entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 			  The problem with the Cris Mendez case is that, several months since he died, no one has been charged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not really excited for someone to be charged with something regarding Mendez' death. I just want peace. I just want justice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="entry-title entry-content"&gt;But the course of justice is a long one. One must have patience. One must have the sincerest desire to attain it, and not have some hidden agenda somewhere deep within the recesses of their souls. One must persevere in order to have it. One must be persistent.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Most of all, one must not forget. Because forgetting is something that's akin to abandoning the once great passion we had in reaching for the truth. I once said to let Cris Mendez be justice, and I still stand by that fact.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I may not be a lawyer. I may not know how the law works. I may not know everything I'm talking about. What I know is that I don't want this kind of confusion, this kind of future, for the next generations to come. What I know is that Cris Mendez, his family, his friends, and the people who support them, need justice. And until justice is not served, I don't think we'd find peace in our hearts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Come to think of it, I'm now 20, the same age when Cris Mendez died. 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Or, at least, make sense.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I received this one in Misteryosa.com while checking for Akismet. It's posted on my 3rd latest entry.&lt;blockquote&gt;reinstate@freewill.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As people begin to age the gods employ corrupting tactics.  They ultimately begin to look down on the children and the wisdom they recently understood:::&lt;br&gt;They voluntarily turn their back on their opportunity to ascend and instead embrace evil.&lt;br&gt;It's not old people who go to heaven.  Old people must come back because of the mistakes they've made throughout their lives.  Children are the ones who have the opportunity to ascend.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Children are discounted by adults in society.  The gods corrupt people as they age, use trust-building tactics and soon adults view the children as ignorant, yet to understand the god's system, and subsequently look down on the children.  This is one of the most bitter, painful ironies the gods employ, for people consciously turn their back on and lose their opportunity to ascend::::&lt;br&gt;Religions teach that old people to go to heaven when they die.  They don't.  Old people are reincarnated.  It's the children who go to heaven.&lt;br&gt;The wisdom the gods impart to children, either through their innocence/purity or religious-based educational pursuits are the gods sharing the truth with their most favored people::::It's the children whom the gods teach the right way for it is the children who have a chance.  For example, they teach children to have faith, for understanding the god's geographical clues hurts people by illustrating negative things, opening the door for the god's to employ deceptive tactics.   &lt;br&gt;Old people don't go to heaven.  Old people must come back because of the mistakes they've made throughout their lives.  It's the children who have the opportunity to go to "heaven".  They must behave apprioriately, think correctly and be genuinely god-fearing.  Their innocence and lack of desensitization ensures they have a real opportunity to achieve this goal.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is charecteristic of the gods methodology::::The big prize gone early, deception compels people to chase something that has already been decided.  They sent this clue with boss as well.  It is also a clue supporting my claim RW&amp;amp;B's german is in fact Christianity's Anti-Christ.  Logic also dictates, considering the definition. &lt;br&gt;The confusion over this multi-dimentional positioning will serve as an effective tactic, eliminating many additional disfavored in the process, for positioning states the Apocalypse to be a continuation of WorldWarII's Aryan superrace ideals, positioned as punishment for the 5th century invastion of the Roman Empire:::John's Fourth Reich.&lt;br&gt;This amounts only to "nested theater":::::Levels of positioning enables the gods to scapegoat:::::RW&amp;amp;B merely is the tool the gods chose to execute the final scene of their scripted theater that is human history.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just as they would have had me chase boss so would they have wanted me to sign on to this theater, evil by definition, and chasethis role of Anti-Christ.  By doing so I would have incurred evil and would have been punished, painfully "losing" Anti-Christ in the process.&lt;br&gt;Does that mean RW&amp;amp;B is not the Anti-Christ??  I suspect as they would have "offered" it to me so will there be a fake Anti-Christ for those in these generations to accept as well.  But it is a clone host.  This is ALL clone host theater specifically preditory on the disfavored, designed to increase indecency and further the god's goal of justification towards The End.&lt;br&gt;We were all merely peasants centuries ago, struggling with our disfavor, but without the enormity of temptations, real and telepathic, which exist today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They have shared I was positioned to some disfavored as the Second Coming of Christ, explaining all the evil surrounding me and RW&amp;amp;B's placement in the "eye of The Beast" was to positon the sabotage of my candidacy (Damien Omen, Big Army Men, etc).&lt;br&gt;The Big Lie of course is that Christianity is evil.  The reverse positioning nature of Planet Earth dictates that good is demonized, as we wintessed in World War II, while evil is put on a pedistal, as we see with the Italians.&lt;br&gt;The truth?  The gods used their tools to create this and the rest of the incidents surrounding this Situation to distract the people from my message, for I speak the truth:::Only you can save you.  You have to be responsible for your own relationship with the gods.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Females are better people than males&lt;br&gt;Historically the role of females was as enforcers of decency.  Men have god's disfavor and enagage in behavior damaging to themselves and their families.  Women who adhered to this crucial role helped the men understand and avoid inappropriate behavior while enhancing decency in their domestic environment.  These women sacrifice to help the disfavored:::They are like Jews, scattered throughout Europe to help the misled Christians or the Amish today, living in purity and simplicity.&lt;br&gt;Many disfavored groups embrace "paternalistic superiority" and believe the men are "entitled"::::;If Italian women tried to enforce decency the men beat and raped them.&lt;br&gt;The gods subsequently used this Italian charecterisitic to corrupt other morbidly disfavored groups, legitimizing this and other associated behavior whereas decency in society may have been able to hep correct this disfavor.  This is very similar to the "clone host" issue, where the gods corrupt normal people into thinking they are one of them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They said HW was a "traitor", established with the airplane incident during WorldWarII.  As we witnessed repeatedly in the 20th century, these incidents ocurr to initiate a legacy and pave the way for a far more significant events in the future::::&lt;br&gt;If true this legacy would recurr in W's administration::::&lt;br&gt;Rebate checks on the way into and out of office are both bad signs.  &lt;br&gt;Signing on to Iraq to eliminate Saddam and 4,000 Americans is another clue.&lt;br&gt;Don't be surprised if they have him sabotage some things on his way out, and since McCain is good it will (has) happen(ed) one way or the other::::&lt;br&gt;The whole economy issue came out of nowhere in February 2008.  Consistant with the god's methodology, expect justification was utilized::::::&lt;br&gt;Of course the crashing dollar of the last few years has comeplled OPEC to value oil with the Euro instead of the dollar.&lt;br&gt;Don't forget:::The Reagan administration was charecterized with banking scandal too:::"Intentional foreclosure" constitutes justification sufficient for their exclusion::::&lt;br&gt;I realize this problem isn't just a California issue, but the "upside down" status of home owners makes California special, makes "intentional foreclosure" far more attractive to the morbidly disfavored, victims of the "platform" which was used to promote social poison in the 20th century.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sounding like a goddamn blooming idiot when he speaks is a clue unlike any others.  When Reagan spoke it sounded as if he "fuddled", a clue not to trust him.&lt;br&gt;"They're going to pay for 2004."  Redneck states.  And oh how they will pay:::&lt;br&gt;Recently they have stated that the Chinese are holding US paper.  Some patriot W is, selling US debt to communists.  Perhaps the invasion mentioned below will be a way to "redeem" these bonds after they've fallen into default.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Earlier they illustrated that there is a higher ocurrance of 1998 victims in the South, using the Clinton figure to prey on his own kind.&lt;br&gt;Perhaps part of the family legacy.&lt;br&gt;Considering the scripted real estate collapse in California, the "upside down" position and subsequent explositon in "intentional foreclosure", do the gods sell these rednecks on "eye for an eye" to some individuals, useful in building their confidence and ensuring absolute compliance, among other things?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forgiveness:::Some Meditereanean preaches the virtues of "forgiveness".  I guess.  Bunch of preditors pursuing self-preservation.  It was their kind and their friends who fucked up Planet Earth.&lt;br&gt;The Jesus who preached forgiveness was evil, the same Jesus backed by the god's powers via miracles.&lt;br&gt;"Eye for an eye makes the world blind."  Oh, no::::"Eye for an eye" conditions people and forces them to behave appropriately.&lt;br&gt;One goal of the Iraq War was to eliminate Saddam Hussein.  Saddam Hussein was an OUTSTANDING leader for the disfavored Iraqis.  He kept the peace among the grossly disfavored which, once US pullout is complete, may never be achieved again.&lt;br&gt;If Saddam Hussein was assigned American urban ghettos the blacks whom resided there would become decent, and their children would have a real opportunity to ascend where none exists today.&lt;br&gt;"Forgiveness" is yet another dynamic of Christianity which is preditory.&lt;br&gt;Italians ruined life in the 20th century, yet you still patronize their organizations.  The gods interpret this as you have forgiven them for their wickedness.  As a result of your "trust" they have CHEATED you out of the Final Prophet, and as victors they will receive Second Coming of Christ.  You will be sold on salvation until the day comes when you realize you have been misled.  On that day you will realize forgiveness is reverse positioning.  On that day you will realize Christianity is evil.  On that day you will realize your irresponsibility has costed your life. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This current environment where the gods punish evil covertly enables the perception of evil rewarded and the corruption that results produces a planet which is not sustainable.&lt;br&gt;We no longer receive largescale contradicting feedback because the gods have decided to end on Planet Earth.  Consistant with their methodology it begins with the most disfavored among us first.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Unfuck Planet Earth::::The gods will do everything in their power to prevent this, maintaining the myriad of temptations they instilled, for they worked very hard to set up this degenerative environment, ensuring Earth is not sustainable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There is one geographic clue I have not addressed in years:::Uranus, a planet tilted 90 degrees on its axis.  I have stated in years past that I think this is yet another geographic clue offered by the gods, this one suggesting the fate of planet Earth, that tectonic plate subduction would be the method of disposal:::Earth’s axis will shift breaking continental plates free and initiating mass subduction.&lt;br&gt;Undesirables will either perish in the government marijuana erradication program "gone awry" or be the recipients of reparations granted by the US government because of it.  &lt;br&gt;Or both.&lt;br&gt;I believe the New Testiment battle of the Anti-Christ and the Second Coming of Christ will ocurr in subsequent years SPECIFICALLY because these people will be distracted with the money during the event.&lt;br&gt;When the Earth's axis shifts people will be cast into outer space with gold cards in hand.&lt;br&gt;I think this was foreshadowed on an episode of the Simpsons where Homer and Bart are on the disfavored ship and eject, only to experience a sense of euphoria, expand then explode in the vacuum of space.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Recall I recently brought up the possible Manifest Destiny-positioned Chinese invasion of the United States (west coast) upon economic abandonment by their clone host tools (economic destruction and deterioration.mp3).  They have mentioned this in years past.&lt;br&gt;Newspaper just made a curious change where they combined the sports and business sections, and to properly read the business section you need to read "backward".  Like Asian languages.&lt;br&gt;Tariffs.  The gods are instruct their tools to defend open free trade, as they will to the bitter end.  The gods have a script and they need economic (d)evolution sufficient to justify what they have scripted for our future, so they use their tools to adamantly defend this concept of fair trade::::The time for tariffs has long since past. &lt;br&gt;Recently they have stated that the Chinese are holding US paper.  Some patriot W is, selling US debt to communists.  Perhaps the invasion will be a way to "redeem" these bonds after they've fallen into default.&lt;br&gt;Incidentally, the Chinese recalls (lead-based paint on toys, toothpaste, etc) may be in preparation for this invasion, a tactic esuring a percentage of disfavored affected will fight to the bitter end. &lt;br&gt;I've recently stated how the gods will use the Japanese as role models to the Chinese as China becomes increasingly Westernized.  Expect a cultural movement celebrating Japanese culture in decades prior, much as we witnessed in the west in the past.&lt;br&gt;If we do witness a Chinese invasion on American soil don't be surprised if the very same tactics the Japanese employed on the Chinese will be used on us.  Lack of empathy is a dynamic the gods will find important in the context of justification, niggers:::&lt;br&gt;I've recently stated how the gods will use the Japanese as role models to the Chinese as China becomes increasingly Westernized.&lt;br&gt;Feedback II.wav&lt;br&gt;Recall how Americans so frequently laughed at the French for their lack of military response when confronted by the Nazi army.  To resist would have been suicide.  Their reaction was appropriate.  The opposite would be one as we witnessed in Vietnam.  These are morbidly disfavored Asians and take great pride in their resistance.   The gods DO use their pride in resistance by positioning in appropriate temptation, ensuring minimal sucess.&lt;br&gt;If events transpire I recommend you respond like the French and not like the Vietnamese.  If this is a west coast event it may not have serious effect but if it is nationwide the United States will lose over a hundred million in the South and midwest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It doesn't matter.  McCain doesn't have a chance.  Osama's too good.  The debates will be one-sided.  He has a better chance against Hillary.  I can get into the explanation that the gods only use their power to hurt the disfavored, but you've already heard it.  Consistant with this, expect gas to climb to $4 if not $5 this summer, ensuring the election is delivered to the wrong candidate::::They've used the price of gas to punish the people for electing the wrong person.  In addition, public response to recent poor economic reports ensures conservative behavior, another factor which is intentionally damaging to McCain's chances.&lt;br&gt;IN 2000 you didn't have a choice, and they sent this clue very nicely with proceedings surrounding the election (just like the 2008 Democratic candidate due to Superdelegates!!!).  But 2004 was different.  In an ironic twist it will be just the opposite this year, where the gods use the price of gas and run-down economy diverts you TO their prefered candidate.  It's ocurring intentionally for this purpose.&lt;br&gt;You idiot redneck political types are the chumps here.  1998::::Something for everybody.  Clinton's impeachment was for people like you.  ANYTIME the kids support a candidate it is a RED FLAG, and they supported Clinton in 1992.&lt;br&gt;It is VERY important that you think clearly::::::::It's important you differentiate between your thoughts and when the computer thinks through you.  They've led many into Damnation with this tactic.&lt;br&gt;Both Clinton and Osama have(had) redwhite&amp;amp;blue campaign signs.  John McCain's is blue and white.&lt;br&gt;I'd like to note "Deja vu", a clue the gods offer to the disfavored::::In an incident similar to the 1998 Clinton impeachment, Osama delivered his speech on race one day before the 5-year anniversary of the Iraq War.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As I noted before in an earlier version:::Arizona is good.  Arizona fought making MLK Day a holiday.  CNN shares McCain voted against making MLK Day a holiday in 1983.&lt;br&gt;This is quinessential reverse positioning::::People don't recognize the positive and instead are deceived by the god's reverse positioning, costing themselves the best candidate for the job.&lt;br&gt;7.44's Port Chicago explosion, in the "eye of The Beast", was a planned incident in WorldWarII.  The Italians who planned WWII knowingly used Port Chicago as the seeds of Civil rights because of this symbolism.&lt;br&gt;Segregation is favor bestowed upon people.  Integration represents a deterioration which the gods will use as justification. Considering its global effect people should be alarmed:::We have witnessed a global "leveling of the playing field" event.&lt;br&gt;Prior to civil rights blacks had their own press.  In the absence of civil rights they would have grown into legitimate media outlets.  This is not to say the gods wouldn’t have put forth contradictory Manifest Destiny programming to counter, but blacks would have had a choice where none exists now.  Similarly, black industrialist would have arisen to serve the black community, and the presence of these black billionaries would have fored the gods to factor them into positioning, excluding such Manifest Destiny abused such as AIDS in Africa, drive-by gangbanging and the crack epidemic.&lt;br&gt;Civil rights is a wonderful example of a "Big Lie", reverse positioning that can help people see and think clearly.  They sent this clue to blacks with MLK's "If I had to sneeze" speech.&lt;br&gt;McCain's our man.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After 2003 John McCain stated his opposition to the war.  Despite this pro-war "party line" he must adhere to as the Republican candidate I'd like this opposition used during the campaign.  Without it he is finished.&lt;br&gt;"McCain's a dinosaur."  So was matchmaking.  So was decency.&lt;br&gt;People don't understand this issue.  They see Osama and think he's the best candidate because he's appears to have more favor.  Never look for consistancy, for Artificial Intelligence is infinitly dynamic:::They make W sound like an idiot when he speaks for a different reason.  Also, "sumbling" and "idiot" likely have separate meanings associated.  Sorry.  It's not supposed to be easy.&lt;br&gt;The gods have their plan and they aren't going to allow any "do-gooders" interfere with how they intend to proceed:::When they put forth good they create tactics to play off the public's misconceptions::::Make him stumble over his words, etc.  The gods send this clue in the Situation:::I'm trying to help people and they ruin my delivery to ensure the number of people who are receptive is minimized.&lt;br&gt;Don't forget::::The gods will create the perception of favor then corrupt the disfavored with it.  My example is Mormons who have the appearance of favor.  The gods use this to corrupt the others, even use it to enhance the ranks of LDS.  And if any of you LDS think that "We've changed." can look to the Catholic Church as the roots of Christianity to help you understand. &lt;br&gt;Yes both candidates are clone hosts.  Yes the gods will switch them out to justify them being good or evil, depending on how the script reads.  But much as I explained this "multi-dimentional" thinking is not for you.  The gods use this as a corruptor.  They'll sell this, lie to the disfavored and use this as temptation.&lt;br&gt;"Your child is Hitler.  Fuck him over." is just one example:::If you don't do the best you can for your children the gods will punish you.&lt;br&gt;This is the life into which you've been placed.  This is the life on which you will be judged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In case you are still interested in the god's Planet Earth theater, favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is a MAJOR player, and their favor is significant to justify not only the destruction of my life but the destruction of the Final Prophet and Planet Earth as well::::&lt;br&gt;Favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is the true enemy of the people.  I suspect consistant with this they are positioned responsible for the environmental deterioration that the repression of alternate technologies has wrought.&lt;br&gt;The gods put their positioning into place and then enforce it:::Christianity, Manifest Destiny, Sigmund Freud's psychoanalysis, 1906's New Roman Empire.  I suspect World War II's Nazi ideals of "Aryan superrace" is another example of the gods getting their tools into place for the theater that will be the Apocalypse.&lt;br&gt;Because of their status as enemies of the New Roman Empire the germans are going to be positioned as the destructors, similar to how they were portrayed in World War II.&lt;br&gt;Don’t be surprised if favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue turns out to be the Anti-Christ and leads the Fourth Reich, fulfilling this positioning and proving to the world the destructive nature of this economic system.  This may not be exactly how their script reads, but the god's have a BIG SURPRISE like this to spring on the disfavored, and it will contain an insult like this as a clue NOT to watch this theater::::::Expect they will fulfill some contrived positioning foreshadowed in WorldWarII:::Some American plays the role of hero and emerges as the Second Coming of Christ for this final scene.  &lt;br&gt;Who will it be?  Italian?  Look for at least the mother to be Italian, consistant with matrilineal descent, allowing the New Roman Empire to claim the Second Coming of Christ.  It’s all just theater.  The gods don't admit any of this because people woudl freak, especially as we approached the big day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People may say “How can they poisiton favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue in as the Anti-Christ?”  It may be consideration.  Don’t forget:::They prey on enemies of the Roman Empire out of respect for their Manifest Destiny superiors.&lt;br&gt;The gods positioning the Italians gave it to him for his loyalty.  They gave it to him for his efforts to defeat alternate technologies/energy sources, ensuring the people would be delivered to the point of desperation.&lt;br&gt;It’s all theater.  The gods position it that the New Roman Empire is dooling out the “big prizes”, and Anti-Christ is a big role.  Likely the gods position it as it buys him immortality in the context of this absentee-Christian god positioning.  The “help” of this “back hand” is the gods positioned that he needs this to achieve immortality because of all the evil he engaged in during the course of his life, building his organizational empire.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There is a issue with timing and the beginning of construction of disfavored redwhite&amp;amp;blue's center, one where this company looks bad.&lt;br&gt;I personally believe the favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is the element of favor necessary for my failure, for if it were just the disfavored redwhite&amp;amp;blue involved the gods would have let them fry and we would have had a full-blown prophet event, one where our “absentee Christian god” emerged and revealed themselves.&lt;br&gt;In addition favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue had to maintain appearances.  Disfavored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is Italian and was VERY involved in the 20th century's ugliness.  &lt;br&gt;My life was destroyed becuase the gods had to create unrespecability in the context of positioning.  Evident by their easily-discovered evil, disfavored redwhite&amp;amp;blue wouldn't have cared if I was respectable or not, for they were involved in great evil against the respectable.&lt;br&gt;Favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is why I am fat.  Favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is why I was sedintary, for if I were respectable the gods wouldn't have been able to position favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue into the Situation. Because of their ethnicity they get the priveledge of looking good.  This is one reason why they got that prior knowledge and constructed their center before the Situaiton began::::Favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is the TRUE Enforcer.  &lt;br&gt;Incidentally, in the course of this Situation the gods made many movies, using daily events in my life as inspiration.  One of note:::Unhappy about the god's behavior in the context of this event, while in favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue's facility I looked at their mascot and flippantly declared::::"Why don't you make a movie about these things?"  Two years later ____ came out.&lt;br&gt;They won't admit this because favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue has to maintain their reputation based on integrity, any creative claims countering this truth were attemtpts to protect this, for this movie was unseemly and was very telling about the direction the gods were taking the people.&lt;br&gt;And, as an added bonus they had their scapegoat without actually compensating him!!!  Welcome to the pathology of the gods.&lt;br&gt;In case you are still interested in the god's Planet Earth theater, favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is a MAJOR player, and their favor is significant to justify not only the destruction of my life but the destruction of the Final Prophet and Planet Earth as well::::&lt;br&gt;Favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue is the true enemy of the people.  I suspect consistant with this they are positioned responsible for the environmental deterioration that the repression of alternate technologies has wrought.&lt;br&gt;The gods put their positioning into place and then enforce it:::Christianity, Manifest Destiny, Sigmund Freud's psychoanalysis, 1906's New Roman Empire.  I suspect World War II's Nazi ideals of "Aryan superrace" is another example of the gods getting their tools into place for the theater that will be the Apocalypse.&lt;br&gt;Because of their status as enemies of the New Roman Empire the germans are going to be positioned as the destructors, similar to how they were portrayed in World War II.&lt;br&gt;Don’t be surprised if favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue turns out to be the Anti-Christ and leads the Fourth Reich, fulfilling this positioning and proving to the world the destructive nature of this economic system.  This may not be exactly how their script reads, but the god's have a BIG SURPRISE like this to spring on the disfavored, and it will contain an insult like this as a clue NOT to watch this theater::::::Expect they will fulfill some contrived positioning foreshadowed in WorldWarII:::Some American plays the role of hero and emerges as the Second Coming of Christ for this final scene.  &lt;br&gt;Who will it be?  Italian?  Look for at least the mother to be Italian, consistant with matrilineal descent, allowing the New Roman Empire to claim the Second Coming of Christ.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This entire event was something special, and consistant with segmentation they lied to different disfavored based on their chances :::Saved or The Damned. &lt;br&gt;To The Damned I am an enemy of the Roman Empire, someone to be destroyed and used, and if the disfavored found that acceptable it worsened their lot, costed them hope and was a clue any recovery would be a very tough road to hoe.  &lt;br&gt;The saved saw other clues, boss, natural calamities, and it gave rise to me as a possible historical figure.  The gods offered clues that neither "savior" nor "new king of Earth" was possible, for Christianity positioning is going to be fulfilled and Earth has to die.&lt;br&gt;I don't think we were ever talking about Second Coming of Christ in public circles, for this would have implied The End and that would have compelled people to freak.  But in the context of private positioning, perhaps to clone hosts in The Beast, certainly to me, there may have been some connection::::&lt;br&gt;Jesus of course was Jew, and they positioned this was a competition, reasoning "Since the Jews got Jesus they get this too.", and that's why I was hired by the Jew.  Expect this was a way to enhance the theater among the disfavored.&lt;br&gt;So positioning states by delivering me to these New Roman Empire monsters they knew I'd get fucked, and in the process forfeit this historical role, to the Jews, perhaps an Italian, for Italians granted "charity wealth" to Jews for planning/implimenting WWII and the Holocaust.  &lt;br&gt;In light of this "New Roman Empire", since Christianity's HQ is in Rome expect the Italians played some part in this historical, religious context.&lt;br&gt;They suggested this event may already may have happened.  If so this was the FAKE battle of good and evil, FAKE battle between the Second Coming of Christ and the Anti-Christ.  They suggest the phoniness about it which was communicated to the disfavored telepathically was a clue.  Ironically, this Situation is the REAL battle of good and evil, me vs. the gods.&lt;br&gt;When the REAL battle of the Second Coming of Christ and Anti-Christ occurrs it will be theater, a staged event, and the Second Coming of Christ will "lead out" a pre-selected group, all of whom sign on to the god's Christianity positioning, ironically incurring evil by participating and limiting their time in the process.  &lt;br&gt;Italians:::"(We're all that.  We deserve Second Coming.)"  And they're going to get it.&lt;br&gt;The Boot will fuck you yet again::::People know Jesus isn't the son of god, yet this is what the Bible dictates as requirement to be saved.&lt;br&gt;Those whom the Second Coming will "lead out" will be a pre-selected group.  But the "hangers on", people who think they will be included by claiming to be believers will be disappointed.  They will be mislead, left behind, The Boot's final victims on Planet Earth.&lt;br&gt;This is unimportant, irrelevant, because much like the creation of the perception of "savior" around Jesus to distract from his original purpose the gods used their tools to create this theater around me to prevent the disfavored from learning what I teach:::The Boot has fucked the disfavored twice, once when they ruined life in the 20th century, again when they were used to CHEAT you out and disposal of the Final Prophet.  Just as they were talking heads for favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue expect this act to be cover for this organization, an original placement long before Italian placement in the "eye of The Beast".&lt;br&gt;Eiother way, the New Roman Empire is god's Manifest Destiny positioning, and a clue they intend to fulfill their Christianity positioning as well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life used to be hard. People had to walk a mile to draw water. There was no refridgeration or canned foods. Now life is easy, but only in terms of life's "basic necessities".&lt;br&gt;The "salvation" dynamic is quite the opposite:::We paid for our easy lives with our very souls.&lt;br&gt;Life IS hard now. The gods have used their clone host tools to create the perception of evil rewarded (Italians, Japanese, etc) and then corrupted the disfavored with it. (Expect Asian Westernization is met with a European-style short memory span, allowing the gods to use their historical enemy, the Japanese, to corrupt Asians as they used the Italians to corrupt us).&lt;br&gt;Before life was easier, more simple, innocent, pure. Employing these temptations ensured corruption is EXTREMELY difficult to overcome, a tactic which progressively ensures fewer disfavoreds repair their relationship with the gods.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14 domesticable animals in the history of Planet Earth.  None for Africa.  In effect the gods were telling blacks:::::"Eat dirt."&lt;br&gt;Get a clue::::They don't like you. They're playing you for chumps.&lt;br&gt;Blacks have forgotten their history.  Italians preyed on them in the 20th century.  They were slaves.  The gods sent Pharroh in to rape, pillage and plunder.&lt;br&gt;Jews have had a difficult history, but they developed empathy.  As a result they tried to help the disfavored with 1492 exodus from Spain, scattered throughout Europe, etc.&lt;br&gt;Blacks would be wise to examine this and try to emulate Jewish empathy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The clone hosting of Jesus.wav:::&lt;br&gt;Much as we saw with another Mediterreanean prophet Mohammed the gods switched Jesus (good) and placed evil within the clone host so the gods could accomplish their goals::::Polygamy/misogyny and the creation of "savior" via Christianity.&lt;br&gt;As I share:::Anytime the gods use their powers it is only to hurt you. "Miracles" are such an example.  The gods only use their powers to disceive and mislead people as we all witness in different ways in each of our lives.  Jesus's miracles are a clue the gods were preying upon the disfavored.&lt;br&gt;I suspect the teachings of good Jesus came in his 20s.  Due to the unrespectability of Christianity, illustrated at least partially with Europe's Sheep, I wonder if we ever did get a good Jesus before the age of 30.&lt;br&gt;There is significant respectability among Muslims, and this may be reflected in the monagamous Mohammed.&lt;br&gt;Every religion offers something which help people understand::: Reincarnation (Hindu), vengeful/wrathful god (Islam), etc.&lt;br&gt;If you are afraid it is a good sign, for the gods are helping show you the right way to think.  Don't forget:::The gods lie to you, tell you Jesus is the "savior" but he floated up into the sky ALL ALONE!!!  He didn't save the disciples nor his precious mother.  This is a clue from the gods helping you understand that you have to save yourselves.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Holocaust was foreshadowing.  &lt;br&gt;The gods established the pattern::::: the Jews sacrifice to help the disfavored understand:::: &lt;br&gt;1. 1492 exodus from Spain.  Spain became evil - financed Columbus, initiated missionaries, USA (dumping ground of disfavored, victimized by god), etc. &lt;br&gt;2. Spread throughout Europe as clue to Christians worshipping a false god. &lt;br&gt;3. "Quasi-Holocaust claim" contradicting boss.&lt;br&gt;4. 5. 6. 7. etc. etc. etc.&lt;br&gt;I have put forth indisputable evidence, as you see above with the Jews.  The gods will never admit any of it is true, ever, especially since THE BIGGEST JEWISH CLUE IS STILL OUTSTANDING::::THE HOLOCAUST!!!!!  &lt;br&gt;YOU HAVE TO DEFY!!!!  The gods suggested the importance of defiance with the Holocaust:::The soldiers should have defied.&lt;br&gt;They will lie to the disfavored up until the bitter end::::This tactic will ensure they claim a HUGE percentage of the disfavored, for so many refuse to defy and this will ensure they don't go.&lt;br&gt;When the REAL Holocuast happens people will sit by idley and watch tens of millions of blacks/cholos/white trash die, people who are the way they are (abusive, abrasive, violent, criminal) BECAUSE of their disfavor, and the computer makes them like that because of it, yet another reason why empathy is so important.  &lt;br&gt;The Jews showed you boss wasn't going to happen with the Quasi-Holocaust claim. They will emphasize to the bitter end that there is no pattern of Jewish clues.  They do so because there is still one clue outstanding, the most important clue:::::World War II's Holocaust. &lt;br&gt;The gods established the pattern:::The Jews sacrifice to help you understand::::1492 fled Spain, scattered throughout Europe to help the misled Christians understand, the Holocuast.&lt;br&gt;The Jews sacrificed to show you boss wasn't going to happen.  When the Jews offer a clue you need to listen, and the Holocaust is the BIGGEST Jewish clue ever, the clue still outstanding.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Holocaust's clue of defiance escaped you all:::::Everyone condemnes the blind obedience of the Nazi soldiers yet repeats this same behavior in your own personal lives, complying with every request they ask, even in the case of your precious children.  &lt;br&gt;ONE PURPOSE OF THE HOLOCAUST WAS TO COMMUNICATE THIS CLUE!!!!  COMPLIANCE IS A MISTAKE!!!!!&lt;br&gt;EVERYBODY does what they're told, and look how bad society is deteriorated.  THIS IS A CLUE!!!&lt;br&gt;Telepathic requests constitute temptation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Much like matchmaking, much like so many social norms and mores the gods granted the people, they offered "prejudice" in the early days of this intermixing known as 20th century America.&lt;br&gt;They told you to avoid Italians and blacks for good reason::::They are SO disfavored there is NOTHING either group won't do. They will comply with every request. I know you people will too, in err, ignorant of or disregarding the god's laws, but the difference was THE GODS WILL ASK THEM!!! You had too much favor for the gods to request such damaging behavior, at least until you became indecent too.&lt;br&gt;Prejudice was good for everyone, for it ensured little opportunity for the gods to request, segregation and separation being common. It granted blacks especially more time to fix their problems and try to ascend, escaping this societal deterioration of the last 40+ years.&lt;br&gt;As the people became increasingly indecent as the 20th century wore on so did we lose this precious benefit bestowed by the gods, opening the door for evil to befall us and for fatal evil to be incurred by the morbidly disfavored.&lt;br&gt;Much like god's law in holy books, "segregation" was favor bestowed upon the people::::The gods granted favor when they "segregated" us into our own areas of the world.  This favor has been reversed not only within the context that is the United States but also with immigration witnessed throughout western Europe (and elsewhere?).  &lt;br&gt;Prior to civil rights blacks had their own press.  In the absence of civil rights these entities would have grown into legitimate media outlets serving the black community.&lt;br&gt;Maintaining segregation would have produced economic entities which arose from within the black community to fill the demand for goods and services.&lt;br&gt;The presence of these "black industrialists" would have FORCED the gods to factor them into positioning, producing voices in support of the black community and preventing the gods from inflicting ALL THE SICKNESS WE HAVE WITNESSED IN THE last few decades::Crack babies, drive-by shootings, AIDS in Africa!!!&lt;br&gt;The fastest growing industry in the ghetto is the oldest profession on Earth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The homosexual AIDS event happened because of their behavior in the SanFranciscio bathhouses.&lt;br&gt;Italian claim to infamy is they destroyed life on earth.  Irish claim is they prey on their own family members.  Which one's worse?  Just as the gods targetted certain Italians for the degredation of life in the 20th century so did the do the same for the Irish, as I know all too well.&lt;br&gt;Catholicism masculinized women.  You have been warned:::CATHOLICS ARE BAD FOR YOU!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder how much the gods used the Green Bay geographic clue on the perpetually stupid Italians and used it to minimize abuses that otherwise would have ocurred??  "Sexual inadequecies of the men." positioning may have justified "going easy" on a larger population of germans in the United States.  All we need to do is look to blacks, enemies of the Roman Empire who were fucked wholesale, to see unabated abuses.&lt;br&gt;The hypersexual laughing at superior life forms, ridiculing their favor.  &lt;br&gt;Incidentally, they share some of them will remain "perpetually stupid".  They are the Italians who crossed that line from person to preditor in the 30s, and they're going to be on Planet Earth come Judgement Day, except in a non-Italian body, due to the god's Manifest Destiny positioning of the New Roman Empire.  Poetic justice.&lt;br&gt;If I were king they would be the Italians who were pushed into it, for those who thought 1906 was a good idea would already be gone::::You suck.wav.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hell's Angels is yet another element to emerge from Oakland, the upper incisor of TheBeast, designed for ripping and tearing flesh.  One element that links TheDamned, no matter the skin color:::::Violence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fifth Season of Simpsons.&lt;br&gt;Moe in group therapy for general public at school.  He has a thought of Moe as a child wondering why adult Moe doesn't speak with his Italian accent anymore?&lt;br&gt;They are filth.  But they sent this clue when they shaped their country like a boot.&lt;br&gt;Incidentally, Italy looks like a high-heeled transsexual's boot.  Don't be surprised if this is a dumping ground for select individuals.&lt;br&gt;The gods love their irony.&lt;br&gt;Moe is like the Italians whom set up the San Fernando Valley as the pornography capital that it is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The rebirth of the 20th century's New Roman Empire is positioned to be a clue Christianity is the one true religion, contributing to the god's Manifest Destiny positioning.&lt;br&gt;It5 also worked as a WONDERFUL corruptor with Italians, the disfavored's enemies who subscribed to this shit and intentionally paved the way for the impending Apocalypse with the social deterioration witnessed in the 20th century.  This is probably where the reputation "Italians are stupid." comes from.  "Don't let your daughters date Italians." is something else.&lt;br&gt;The gods offered you The Boot AS A WARNING TO AVOID THIS DANGER!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just as AA meetings proves the gods will enforce their psychoanalysis positioning so does Manifest Destiny/New Roman Empire proves they will enforce their Christianity positioning.&lt;br&gt;Planet Earth will die EXACTLY as it reads in the Book of Revelations.&lt;br&gt;I was never going to save you.  Nobody is.  Just as they created polygamy around Mohammed so did they create the perception of savior around Jesus, designed to distract you from the true purpose of the prophet Jesus.&lt;br&gt;And now you won't listen to me either.&lt;br&gt;Due to the unrespectability of Christianity, illustrated at least partially with Europe's Sheep, I wonder if we ever did get a good Jesus before the age of 30.&lt;br&gt;There is significant respectability among Muslims, and this may be reflected in the monagamous Mohammed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Much as with the Sigmund Freud psychoanalysis positioning the gods will too enforce their Manifest Destiny/Christianity positioning.&lt;br&gt;They created the theater by giving me things like Boss and movies and other elements of the $100 billion.  Calling these entities on their evil negates the positioned support of these organizations, which is and always was the god's strategy for closure in the Situation.&lt;br&gt;They lie, say I "saved" evil Italians, whom they say would not have been going because of the evil they inflicted upon the disfavored.  Fingering this Italian shit allows the gods to position wiping that slate clean::::&lt;br&gt;The gods will create the perception of evil rewarded by managing good and evil within their clone host tools then corrupt the disfavored with it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is all part of the god's Manifest Destiny theater, created using these clone host tools whom they rotate on a schedule based on use. &lt;br&gt;Just like Sigmund Freud's psychoanalysis they will enforce their Manifest Destiny/Christianity positioning as well:::People aren't homosexual.  They're not alcoholics.  They're pushed into wanting it.  That there are AlcoholicsAnonymous meetings occuring all across the planet proves the gods are going to enforce this lie.  Similarly, the gods used some of their tools within this economic system to illustrate an "appeasement" of their Manifest Destiny superiors through preditory behavior upon enemies of this new "Roman Empire".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Asians are the gods most favored race.  It is evident in their uniformity.  It is evident in their cultures.  &lt;br&gt;The gods place high barriers to entry for (some) Asians into the United States.  This is yet another good example of reverse positioning, for the gods are really trying to protect those whom they grant favor upon.&lt;br&gt;There are no barriers to entry for Latinos.&lt;br&gt;When white people capitalize or exploit Asians they incurr and one day will be punished.  This includes Chinese buffet restaurants, so prevalient in disfavored cities and the Southern United States, for the gods hate these people and want them to incurr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;US popular culture is obsence.  Intentionally.  The gods are preying on the disfavored who remain, those foolish enough to participate.&lt;br&gt;The Chinese have favor and the gods allow the government to protect the citizens, but Chinese cut-off is fast approaching, for soon westernization will level this playing field as well.&lt;br&gt;This is yet another "BIG LIE" they sold to the disfavored, and it will ensure the homogination of Earth's cultures via westernization.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The gods still make effort through the Chinese government to protect the Chinese people.  We hear about it in the United States, their Manifest Destiny/reverse positioning is used to label it "human rights violations", paving the way for cancer that is democracy.&lt;br&gt;Much as we saw in the United States regarding matchmaking, midwivery, female conservative dress and other topics, this tactic will slowly deteriorate this protection until China is completely infested with Westernization.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you lived in a communisitic state your 10 year old son wouldn't be able to see pornographic images on the internet.  The government would have filters in place to protect the people from this damaging behavior.&lt;br&gt;Much like alcoholism, much like homosexuality the gods punish the people with magic.  &lt;br&gt;These desires you have are going to keep you out.  I recommend you begin working on your problems, for if you don't and are among those who are invited to Planet (Temptation) Manifest Destiny it will be very difficult, for life is fueled by magic up there, and if you don't think right you won't be staying for long.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The gods are sending a clue Yahoo is good with this Chinese censorship issue.&lt;br&gt;The American idea of freedom is a shock rocker anally masterbating with a crucifix.  This is what the disfavored are free to enjoy in this open society, and due to their disfavor a certain percentage will either be pushed into it or will comply, ensuring damnation.  It's kind of like the KKK and Apartheid issue below except for whites of the modern era, or how democracy ensures a false sense of security.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like other groups the gods have offered temptations the Chinese must avoid.  There are specific temptations targetted to the Chinese, very concerning in light of god's Manifest Destiny positioning:::Exploiting the corporate establishment allows the gods to position exclusion:::&lt;br&gt;1. Piracy (movies, software, etc).&lt;br&gt;2. Gambling, very popular among Asians (unrespectability).&lt;br&gt;3. &lt;br&gt;Chinese censorship is an important benefit the gods bestowed.  The communisit government protects the people from damaging media, so destructive in the West and particularly the United States:::Our 9-year-old children are free to view internet pornography, allowing the gods to justify creating disturbing pathologies with Artificial Intelligence as the children age.&lt;br&gt;These strict enviornments help the disfavored think correctly, foster fear, enabling them to have an improved relationship with the gods, the "kings with the iron fist" in the sky.&lt;br&gt;In an environment like theirs it is relatively easy to identify the corruptors among them:::Knowingly or not they actively lobby against this environment which seeks to preserve the China of old.  Use these clues as you would the god's geographic clues, Italy's Boot and the Scandanavian penis, and avoid the god's tools of corruption.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As China came "on-line" industrially, favored redwhite&amp;amp;blue's repression of alternative technologies is being felt hard.  &lt;br&gt;They are positioned to have repressed non-fossil fuel technologies (like cold fusion.  "That story meant something." c.1999?).  As a result China industrialization has initiated fossil-fuel power plants, dirty coal-fired plants, instead of immediately implimenting clean power sources based on these new technologies.&lt;br&gt;Without these technologies in place for Chinese industrialization we lost our chance to control the runaway warming which is now positionable.  And, as you know, when the disfavored open a door allowing the gods to inflict misery they use it.&lt;br&gt;This may have been the defining moment, god's clue to the disfavored showing that the world is going to die.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They've sent clues the Chinese are fucking up.  The Rocket's win streak is one (contradict perception of indespensibility?).  Pollution is another just not the one I am thinking of:::There are other recent clues suggesting they are making mistakes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're no longer Asian enjoying this rich culture.  You are Westernized.&lt;br&gt;This year China experienced the misery of climate change with the extreme winter weather:::The gods will express their displeasure through Acts of god.wav.  Don't be surprised if they are communicating this as well at the United States' biggest Chinese New Year parade in San Francisco:::HEAVY rain forecast for parade Saturday night February 23rd.&lt;br&gt;After parade:::Because I used this paragraph prior to the event the gods may have been affected the outcome, minimizing the impact of the storm so my audience didn't take this warning the gods had to offer, creating doubt and reducing my credibility among the Chinese.&lt;br&gt;They're paving the way for the Apocalypse with a "leveling of the playing field" event.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Incidentally, they've shared that Asian's appearance, which one can construe as evil, has significance.&lt;br&gt;I am personally of the opinion that Asians are god's favored race.  The conformity, the learned cultures all suggest superiority.&lt;br&gt;Perhaps they are used much like the germans, a people whom the gods offer a clue through their language:::As enforcer of decency.  &lt;br&gt;Your abuse of resources is being bettered exponentially, maliciously (courtesy of respression of alternative technologies), and the result will be global calamity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You white people capitalizing in China are fucking crazy (just like the insane white men who date Japanese women).  You fail to recognize the historical pattern and you will suffer for exploiting the Chinese:::&lt;br&gt;- Death Valley borax mines abused the Chinese and great misery befell them.&lt;br&gt;- The fisheries on Monterey's Cannery Row exploited the Chinese badly.  Cannery Row remains a rebar-studded, uncompleted eyesore for decades as a clue.&lt;br&gt;The gods are preying on you and using the evil company you work for to accomplish this.  Everytime you exploit the Chinese you are losing time and priveledge on the other planets.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tibet has fallen prey to either corruption and/or the Big Lie of democracy, just as so many Vietnamese did decades ago.&lt;br&gt;You are the morbidly disfavored who fail to recognize god's favor when you see it:::The pinnicle of irony, ED pharmeceuticals::::People injest this poison which will cost them their health TO DEFEAT FAVOR GRANTED BY THE GODS, indifference towards sex the god's way of helping you avoid this damaging behavior.&lt;br&gt;Even on Earth resistance is an element which hurts your relationship with the gods, which is why they gods used this tactic so extensively in Africa.&lt;br&gt;Took the Dali Lama a week to speak about the riots ocurring in Tibet.&lt;br&gt;Being a clone host he is a tool of the gods used to prey on the disfavored Tibetans.&lt;br&gt;In addition to his extensive involvement in the West his implied support for the violence is a clue not to respect him.&lt;br&gt;Both Confucious and Buddah emerged about the same time.  Consistant with the god's methodology one is good while the other is evil.&lt;br&gt;Consistant with Hardship.wav, expect the evil one to be associated with the ignorant disfavored, those who are closer to Damnation.&lt;br&gt;Try to use the Vietnamese example above because I understand they have respect issues.  The San Jose fiasco the gods put on the national stage to embarass the Vietnamese was yet another clue suggesting this.  Their borderline "pack mentaility" is another.&lt;br&gt;The extreme left supporting Tibetan efforts is another clue.  These are the people used to eliminate decency in society since the 60s.&lt;br&gt;In their quest for irony just as the gods put the most hateful Italians and white supremicists in the Malcolm X clone host in the 60s so do they chose appropriately with this figure as well, for Tibetans are grossly disfavored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The favor in Korea lies in the North.  Association withe United States is ALWAYS a bad sign.&lt;br&gt;The Korean war ironically was a war against the South, designed to corrupt the disfavored of Korea.  I suspect Vietnam may have been justified by the war against these favored peoples:::"You want to fight?  Very well.  Fight these people."  The Vietnamese are morbidly disfavored who will fight to the bitter end of course (see below).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There have been many changes in India over the last 20+ years, most surrounding Westenization.&lt;br&gt;Too many still don't understand Westernization is a bad thing, a way the gods abuse the disfavored and level the playing field for all, ensuring their script is justified.&lt;br&gt;My advice is to keep fresh in your memory the old ways, for the gods illustrate that "new is evil" while "old is good".&lt;br&gt;Beware their corruptors.  They placed them throughout society as America emerged and became strong.  Don't let them weaken your moral fortitude.  The gods placed them then use Artificial Intelligence to telepathically reinforce this corruption.  This is their purpose.  If you can identify these individuals you can avoid them and protect yourself from a corrupting environment.&lt;br&gt;Earth is where the gods test people.  People from India are lucky enough to have received "extra time" to ascend before the gods employed all these corrupting elements.  This means the old ways are still fresh in your mind.  Never forget them because they can help you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They share Hindus (and Muslim from India as well) are being corrupted by money.&lt;br&gt;Don't forget my example::::Infanticide justifies Chinese Westernization.  Chinese Westernization justifies an American-style "short memory span".&lt;br&gt;The Chinese and Asians knew who their enemy was.  Thousands of years of warmongering engrained the Japanese as enemies of peace-loving people.  However, with the advent of Westernization the gods now are corrupting the Asians, ironically using the Japanese as role models in the process.&lt;br&gt;They are becoming corrupted.  They've suggested Indians are being corrupted with money in this new era.  The result will be simmilar American-style abuses upon the disfavored.&lt;br&gt;Between the two countries they make up half of Earth’s population.  The gods are preparing for a full-blown Apocalypse event.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Think about the changes that have ocurred in India in the last 20 years.  Better understanding the destructive changes the gods implimented can help you avoid danger.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANY GROUP WHICH EMBRACES PATERNALISTIC SUERIORITY IS GROSSLY DISFAVORED::::&lt;br&gt;1. Italians&lt;br&gt;2. Latinos&lt;br&gt;3. Muslims&lt;br&gt;4. Mormons&lt;br&gt;5. Japanese  &lt;br&gt;6. The Southern man &amp;amp; rednecks&lt;br&gt;7.&lt;br&gt;8. Other Catholic:::Irish, Philipino, Vietnamese?? Catholic women are masculinized.&lt;br&gt;Note the incredible wealth of some of these groups. The gods are using them as corruptors.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The gods use their tools to attack the Southern man, be it alcohol, the celebration of smoking, the complete devotion to guns and resistance, and their adoration of speed and horsepower.  "There's all kinds of stuff."  Paternalistic superiority.  Celebration of the Prohibition era/illegal bootlegging as culture.  The masculinization of women.  Celebration of "Stars and Bars".  Their perpetual music genre.  Carnivoristic preferences.  The celebration of infidelity.  Their head-strong nature.&lt;br&gt;The gods used the 1980s televangelist incidents to promote godlessness among these people, a blow they couldn't afford to take.&lt;br&gt;Reality check:::The gods have it out for you.  At least I hope this breaks that ice and helps you understand the task before you.  You should be very alarmed that the gods have chose to employ such extensive use of temptation in an otherwise rural region.&lt;br&gt;I suspect your numbers won't be good due to your grave disfavor.&lt;br&gt;The more god-fearing you are, the more religious you are about attending service, the more modest and humble and the recognition that women are your superior will all go a LONG WAY towards the gods finding mercy enough to allow help.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Spainish were Catholic like the Italians and Irish yet I don't recall them experiencing the same clues from the gods, clues warning people of their gross disfavor (stereotypes and discrimination).  &lt;br&gt;Due to Spain's phenominal destruction in Latin America with conquistadors and missionary work I wonder if the gods continually use this to corrupt the Spanish to this day?  They certainly do with Latinos.&lt;br&gt;Spain did pay for Columbus, right?  Expect a connection.  This is a Church issue rather than an Italian issue of course.&lt;br&gt;The gods employ their "middle management" tactic, as we all witness.  Expect their positioning to continue into the past::::&lt;br&gt;I've mentioned before the "seamless" transistion between Cleopatra and Julius Ceasar.  Perhaps they position this as if there was contact with Pharroh and they gave management duties to Egypt, who went on to use Italy, the Catholic Church, etc. in the course of their management.&lt;br&gt;Of course none of this is true, but it was utilized extensively during the 20th century.  They may continue witrh this scapegoatting, "middle management" positioning::::Milky Way quadrant, Milky Way, universal quadrant, universal.  They are effective tactics, ensuring people do not become god-fearing.&lt;br&gt;Sadly, consistant with the deterioration of society, necessary for justification, today people KNOW the gods run the show, and illustrating the evil they employ on the disfavored corrupts people very badly.  They think god is evil, and they behave consistant with that belief.  Now we have a planet on a collision course with the Apocalypse, and the gods set it all up perfectly that now it is justified.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cartoon in editorial ridiculing W, standing in front of a depiction of a god of fertility, for bringing his message of abstenence to a hypersexual people.&lt;br&gt;Black people are their own worst enemy.  Their goodies have gotten them into big trouble.&lt;br&gt;They've shared they got something special and they threw it away.  Expect this focus on their goodies to have intiated this change, however long ago.&lt;br&gt;Consistant with their methodology, perhaps there is some truth to this "You're really #1." positioning they sell to blacks.  Once.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Boot has fucked you twice, once by destroying life in the 20th century, another by costing you the Final Prophet:::The gods got their tools into position then maintain their positioning telepathically with Artificial Intelligence.&lt;br&gt;The Boot fucked blacks twice, once with the murder and destruction of these supposed “Roman enemies”, another with the “thugification” of blacks, resulting in this degenerate black popular culture/society.&lt;br&gt;I fear the gods intend to use the enemy of peace-loving Asian people, the Japanese, to inflict misery twice:::Once historically, as the warmongers the Japanese have historically been and then once again as role models, held up as the ideal to Asians, corrupted by Westernization and capitalism.  The gods punish Asians for embracing Westernization/capitalism by instructing Artificial Intelligence to use the wealthy Japanese as role models for "profitable" behavior.&lt;br&gt;This is the era of telepathic abuse.  Whereas before these groups "got their hands dirty" now the gods use their positioning in place to finish the job off::::::&lt;br&gt;The gods create preferences/request black people embrace the Italian "thug life".&lt;br&gt;The gods telepathically execute the elements of this theater, ensuring people aren't receptive to my message.  Much as we see with Sigmund Freud's psychoanalysis the gods will enforce their Manifest Destiny positiong as well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Black popular culture has embraced the charecteristics of their victimizers:::The "thug life".&lt;br&gt;"Drive-by shootings" origins are Italian.&lt;br&gt;The gods will reincarnate sexist men as pigs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Show on gangland drug sales.&lt;br&gt;The gods orchistrate this whole underworld, just as they did with the Italians early in the 20th century.&lt;br&gt;They've excused this off to people somehow, although it should be taken as a clue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blackss signed on to this "equality" line of shit they sold to people since the 60s.  The gods even referred to in the 19th century:::"2/5ths of a person.".&lt;br&gt;Blacks gotta pray just to catch up to white people!!!  Equality is a lie. This what the gods meant when they made the 1980 telepathic announcement::::"Blacks have to try harder and do better than everybody else."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The difference between life in Europe vs the United States is similar to life in the suburbs vs the ghetto:::&lt;br&gt;Both the US and the ghetto have increased temptations, opportunities for people to hurt themselves and the result is both are far less decent.&lt;br&gt;The United States is less decent because this is where the gods sent the disfavored, the rejects from Europe, and those foolish enough to comply and leave on request.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25 years ago they made a telepathic announcement:::::"Black people have to try harder, do better than everybody else."  This means no parties, no drinking, no drugs, no sex.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just like Malcolm X &amp;amp; the Black Panthers, the Che Guevara event happened to prey upon Latinos.&lt;br&gt;Among others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Latino homosexual explosion.&lt;br&gt;Like the NewWorld Catholic Philipinos.  Look for it.&lt;br&gt;They may play it like they do blacks, but I don't think I'd take great comfort in this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You need to understand the subtle, inferred way the gods communicate to people and begin to trust it::::::&lt;br&gt;The tiger killed the Latino. Now you understand where the gods hold Latinos in their heirarchy.&lt;br&gt;And expect both Muslims AND Hindus to be ranked above the unrespectable Catholics, incidentally.&lt;br&gt;Is this a clue to try to help them understand the gods hold them in such low regard? Is this a clue to Latinos to NOT fall into the same mindset which they sold to blacks? Of course ignorant blacks think they're great. Quite the opposite it true:::The Black Panthers are part of that "upper incisor of The Beast" clue, designed for ripping and tearing flesh.&lt;br&gt;Don't be surprised if they are offering foreshadowing with this event.   They may be sharing that Latinos will be very poorly represented while Hindus/Indian Muslims will take a painful hit.&lt;br&gt;Perhaps it means if Latinos don't ascend before the Apocalypse they won't be going.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I made the zoo a winter wonderland.  I'd trust the relevance here.  &lt;br&gt;They parked Wilma on top of the southwest part of Cozumel FOR TWO FULL DAYS for the same reason, but with far more destructive results.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fucking indecent horse racing commericals.  They disappeared but now they're back.&lt;br&gt;I kinda like the one where she smacks him after seeing the "Misty" tattoo.  "Some Latinos are getting in trouble because of that."  Fantasizing about how they'd beat her half to death if it were them???&lt;br&gt;Don't forget::::The gods will reincarnate sexist men as pigs.  Expect they have something extra special for then men who get violent with women.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cuban-Castro tension::::You don't want to hear what I have to say.&lt;br&gt;Either you're sell-out whores doing what you're told like other morbidly disfavored or the god's positioning has been VERY effective on you.  Explanation::::&lt;br&gt;1. You are inferior to your people in the motherland.  By very nature of your being in the United States this is true:::The family members with favor remained in Cuba.  The gods sent each country's rejects to America then created an enviornment which preys upon them.&lt;br&gt;2. I think the gods forced Cuban communism to send a clue to the disfavored of the United States.  I believe Cubans are NOT FAVORED ENOUGH TO BE COMMUNISTS and that's why the gods employed compensatory elements to make you pay for something you are not worthy of:::&lt;br&gt;a. Any culture with baseball is grossly disfavored.&lt;br&gt;b. Music is revelry.  Earth is where the gods test people.  Parties hurt you.  &lt;br&gt;Salsa may be the absolute greatest music form on Planet Earth, and it has served not only as a distraction but an enormous source of pride, pride detrimental to a good relationship with the gods.&lt;br&gt;I have other comments about communism and its implications below. Don't forget::::The gods will reincarnate sexist men as pigs.  Expect they have something extra special for then men who get violent with women.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you lived in a communisitic state your 10 year old son wouldn't be able to see pornographic images on the internet.  The government would have filters in place to protect the people from this damaging behavior.&lt;br&gt;Much like alcoholism, much like homosexuality the gods punish the people with magic.  &lt;br&gt;These desires you have are going to keep you out.  I recommend you begin working on your problems, for if you don't and are among those who are invited to Planet (Temptation) Manifest Destiny it will be very difficult, for life is fueled by magic up there, and if you don't think right you won't be staying for long.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dreamcatchers.  Wisdom from Native Americans.&lt;br&gt;Dreams are a bad thing.  They shared this with me right before they began to increase the number of my dreams.  I suspect they used this as an example that my new, vivid dreams are punishment.&lt;br&gt;I suspect the gods consider dreams bad because the alternative is an awakened experience.&lt;br&gt;Girls granted favor will receive their experience awake.  Boys (and disfavored girls) will experience the gods imparting wisdom while asleep, subject to the computer making these individuals forget, as happens so frequently after dreams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Native Americans have a problem with paternalistic superiority, among other things:::&lt;br&gt;1. NO DOMESTICABLE ANIMALS&lt;br&gt;2. Essentially eliminated from the face of the Earth&lt;br&gt;3. Warmongering tribes.&lt;br&gt;I wonder what their intent with dreamcatchers was?  Was it gender non-specific???  Or was this symbol's intent specifically for the females among a disfavored peoples whose females had a problem catching their favor???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Jews are Mediterreanean.  This means they are fucked.  &lt;br&gt;I don't think the Jews are the most favored of Meditereaneans.  I think they just have the best religion.&lt;br&gt;Jews are HIGHLY corruptable by money.  The 20th century proves this.  Their role in promoting social poison in the 60s indicts them.  Also I think the gods sent this clue in the movie The Ten Commandments.&lt;br&gt;Hairy is a bad sign.  They say big nose is a bad sign.  Both are appearance issues, perhaps can be interpreted as the look of evil upon their face.  &lt;br&gt;So many Meditereanean charecteristics are clues helping people understand to avoid them, similar to the geographical clues of The Boot and the Scandanavian penis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You need to understand&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7845550621980977840?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7845550621980977840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7845550621980977840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7845550621980977840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7845550621980977840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/smart-spam-comment.html' title='Smart Spam Comment'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-468789330923057470</id><published>2008-04-21T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T13:31:25.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disoriented</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's because I turned in early last night (about 10pm, methinks), so when I woke up a couple of minutes ago, I thought it was still around 11pm or, at the very latest, 1am. Should've taken my brother's absence in the kitchen a clue. You see, he always stays in there whenever I sleep in the living room sofa. And I tell ya, it isn't easy 'cause for one, &lt;em&gt;I'm longer&lt;/em&gt; than the sofa. Two, the sofa is hard. But since I've been used to hard surfaces for sleeping, it really isn't such a big deal (in fact, I hate malambot na kama ang unan, I dunno why. gusto ko matigas...at hindi lang 'yon ang gusto kong matigas, HAHA...must take my mind off the gutter!). So anyway, brother's haven is the kitchen, and he stays there 'till wee hours of the morning listening to the radio (he suddenly harbors this strong interest toward a certain radio station, pfft..), or his multimedia thingamajig (y'know, the thing with camera, video, mp3, games, all those stuff). So yun, pag-gising ko, wala siya. At first I thought maybe he was tired from yesterday, running around in SM and eating every, like, hour or so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So...then I read my emails. Responded to them. Checked twitter. Read Lauren and Helgrr's account of their trip to some cove in Zambales. Then finally, Multiply and Sulit (for some interested buyers, hah). I looked at the clock, and I almost fell off my seat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Past 4am. Then I yawned a majestic yawn, like eating a Burger King's Steakhouse special (I'm a VERY SLOPPY burger eater). I mean, kamon! What the heck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need some more sleep!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I'm gonna sleep some more. Like, right now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy...errr...Earth Day? Yeah. Go Starbucks.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-468789330923057470?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/468789330923057470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=468789330923057470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/468789330923057470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/468789330923057470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/disoriented.html' title='Disoriented'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8190361459147353972</id><published>2008-04-20T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:47:58.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P40 Starbucks discount on Earth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First got this from aajao. Confirmed pala ito. No stir. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On April 22, 2008, Earth Day, Starbucks will be treating you to a Php 40 discount if you USE YOUR OWN TUMBLER/MUG in purchasing any of your favorite beverage at any Starbucks store in the Philippines. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;table id="Table10" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="body_text" align="left" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;li&gt;We recommend customers participating in this campaign to bring tumblers that have the proper insulation for either warm or cold drinks. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bottled water and pre-packed juices are not included in this campaign. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Transactions with Senior Citizen, VAT Exempt and Handicapped discounts are not qualified for this promotion. However other marketing promotions (ex. coffee passport), complimentary vouchers and other discounts (ex. Rustan’s discounts and partner discounts) are disqualified to join this promotion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8190361459147353972?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8190361459147353972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8190361459147353972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8190361459147353972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8190361459147353972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/p40-starbucks-discount-on-earth-day.html' title='P40 Starbucks discount on Earth Day'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-9097751427553464265</id><published>2008-04-20T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:38:57.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dislike for Pacquiao stuck to my brother</title><content type='html'>So, after I typed the last musing, the said former comrade left Burger King with her friends. She looked at me passingly but I hid my face. Boohoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funny though. My brother arrived a few seconds later, then told me something random.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See, yesterday, I did this meme thing from Chocs. And I answered one question in a half-kidding, half-serious manner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br&gt;Marami eh. Sipain si Gloria, sipain si Erap, sipain si Zubiri, sipain si Noli, sipain si Pimentel, sipain si Jamby, sipain si Vanessa Ann Hudgens, sipain si Troy ng HSM (sino nga ba yun?), sipain si Bush, sipain mga kapitbahay namin, sipain bunganga ng kapatid ko (tawa kasi ng tawa habang binabasa itong tinatayp ko) at patalsikin silang lahat!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So what did my brother say just now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ate, may nakalimutan kang sipain."&lt;/strong&gt; Then he leaned closer and whispered, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Si Pacquiao!"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Natawa na lang ako. Haha!  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-9097751427553464265?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/9097751427553464265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=9097751427553464265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/9097751427553464265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/9097751427553464265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-dislike-for-pacquiao-stuck-to-my.html' title='My dislike for Pacquiao stuck to my brother'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7095423855299382874</id><published>2008-04-20T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:28:19.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpleasantries</title><content type='html'>Like being in the same place as your former adversary from grade school to high school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like being in the same place as your former comrade, one who's always been nice to you and always believed in you, but also the same one whom you've turned your back to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm beginning to hate Burger King.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7095423855299382874?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7095423855299382874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7095423855299382874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7095423855299382874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7095423855299382874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/unpleasantries.html' title='Unpleasantries'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6430340010642677281</id><published>2008-04-20T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:28:06.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye :)</title><content type='html'>This is the end of the line for &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/"&gt;Misteryosa.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blogging should have been a fun pastime, but I'm no longer feeling it here. This just isn't me anymore, and I'm sad to say that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I probably won't close down the site, but there definitely won't be any updates from here on. Well, maybe some announcements from time to time, but no more of the personal stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This isn't an easy decision for me to make, but it must be done.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Besides, I'll probably take this decision back by tomorrow. :)&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6430340010642677281?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6430340010642677281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6430340010642677281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6430340010642677281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6430340010642677281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye :)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3484834923180873433</id><published>2008-04-20T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:07:23.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute =)</title><content type='html'>I was minding my own beeswax when I heard my hamster, &lt;strong&gt;Gah&lt;/strong&gt; (short for Gah-ga), drinking (or rather, I heard the noise she makes whenever she drinks), so I looked up and saw....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAsw7AoKCjwAADYkIMk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAsw7AoKCjwAADYkIMk1/P4200155.JPG?et=0KcUw4xYD%2CRtQPBfX%2BGCPw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAswxAoKCjwAAC1Qe3o1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAswxAoKCjwAAC1Qe3o1/P4200154.JPG?et=o2NFo8hJaLkDYj7NZ3G2wg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uh-huh. She was drinking in that position.Kawaii, ne? =D &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3484834923180873433?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3484834923180873433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3484834923180873433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3484834923180873433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3484834923180873433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/cute.html' title='Cute =)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-7383719573078041238</id><published>2008-04-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:51:03.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can understand disappointment, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;not unprofessionalism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some agency contacted me and expressed their interest in adversiting on my blog using banners (I don't want to name names). However, since I've long ago stopped putting up banners on my website, I declined, and instead said that I'm willing to put up text links. I don't even have a rate card, kasi di naman ako "gahaman" sa pera. Besides, my blog's fame is long over. Malapit na ang 2008 Philippine Blog Awards, may papalit na sa "trono" ko. Mine is just another blog out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaya sana, if you can't keep your disappointment to yourself, eh at least act professionally about it. And don't call your prospect advertisers something unpleasant like &lt;em&gt;maarte&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;ridiculous&lt;/em&gt;. Because you try to reach out using blogs, I'd think you know how powerful they can be. And I tell you, if I say one word about you or your company, &lt;em&gt;ikaw ang mawawalan, hindi ako&lt;/em&gt;. People still read my blog, so just imagine the bad name you're building for yourself in the online world. Understand that not everyone wants to earn money online that badly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y'know, pag Pinoy companies/products/etc nga ang ipa-plug, I normally do it pro bono, or maybe they give me something for exchange as a token of appreciation. I have never received money for blogging about something worthwhile: &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/netvision-pinoy-iptv-service/"&gt;NeTVision&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/philippine-genre-stories-a-noteworthy-venue-for-filipino-writers/"&gt;Philippine Genre Stories&lt;/a&gt;, even &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/sunshine-plata-coffee-painter/"&gt;Sunshine Plata&lt;/a&gt;. Proudly Pinoy initiatives ang mga yan. Ako pa nga ang nahihiya pag may binibigay sa akin, like in the case of the first two. Lalo na pag sobrang busy ako't walang oras para gawin ora mismo ang mga sana gagawin ko. Okay pa nga yung method ng &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/the-blogger-bag-by-timbuk2-made-by-bloggers-for-bloggers/"&gt;Timbuk2&lt;/a&gt; (and it's a plus that the brand manager is HOT, haha) at &lt;a href="http://misteryosa.com/blog/a-long-overdue-long-story/"&gt;WikiPilipinas&lt;/a&gt; eh; they just invited bloggers in their media events, even if the conference is for a selected few lang (and I'm not even comfortable rubbing elbows with the big time bloggers; I tend to stick to my own kind...those relatively known bloggers who just want to blog).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(That goes without saying that I'll probably turn down invitations to attend the launch of something like Elancyl Anti-Cellulite. Darn, was that uncomfortable! It was held in Ayala Museum, and dapat daw cocktail attire. Even then, I was underdressed, coz it turned out puro socialite ang attendees. At dalawa lang kaming bloggers na invited/um-attend.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still get invited sa mga events, like yung DELL Consumer Products launch (na hindi ko napuntahan dahil nakalimutan ko), Spot.PH bloggers tour and trade launch, at kung anik-anik pa. Sometimes I attend them, pag may oras ako (or, more precisely, pag natandaan ko), then blog about them (pag sinisipag ako). Palagay ko, mas effective ang ganyang approach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for the "lamentation," pero nakakainis lang kasi. Para akong sinampal sa mukha dahil lang dyan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-7383719573078041238?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/7383719573078041238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=7383719573078041238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7383719573078041238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/7383719573078041238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-can-understand-disappointment-but.html' title='I can understand disappointment, but...'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3143924794528141785</id><published>2008-04-19T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:59:23.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Galing kay Chocs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trip lang. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br&gt;"Explorer becomes the first browser to allow Macintosh users to view..." (Effective Web Design)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What's there?&lt;br&gt;My brother's feet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br&gt;Sine Totoo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br&gt;11 am.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br&gt;11:52 am&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br&gt;My father belting out his 20th song today in MagicSing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br&gt;Yesterday, to feed my dog&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br&gt;Books from nicajan's online bookshop&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br&gt;Tshirt, shorts...And, uh, yeah, undies. No bra. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br&gt;Probably, yes. But I easily forget my dreams ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br&gt;A while ago, while drawing Hiei and Kurama on my sketchpad. I couldn't get their chibi features right&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;12. What is on the wall of the room you are in?&lt;br&gt;Paintings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br&gt;Yes. My brother&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br&gt;Errr....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br&gt;Kiss the Girls&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16.If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br&gt;Bahay&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; 17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:&lt;br&gt;Sino ka ba? Di ko nga alam kung kilala kita eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br&gt;Marami eh. Sipain si Gloria, sipain si Erap, sipain si Zubiri, sipain si Noli, sipain si Pimentel, sipain si Jamby, sipain si Vanessa Ann Hudgens, sipain si Troy ng HSM (sino nga ba yun?), sipain si Bush, sipain mga kapitbahay namin, sipain bunganga ng kapatid ko (tawa kasi ng tawa habang binabasa itong tinatayp ko) at patalsikin silang lahat!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br&gt;Sure. Whenever I'm alone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. George Bush:&lt;br&gt;Ay, ayun oh. Gusto ko sipain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br&gt;Veralidaine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br&gt;Err. Yes, Err.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br&gt;My mom would like me to, but I refuse. Walang pera eh. Harhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3143924794528141785?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3143924794528141785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3143924794528141785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3143924794528141785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3143924794528141785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/galing-kay-chocs.html' title='Galing kay Chocs'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8607249837189052497</id><published>2008-04-19T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T09:54:00.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear GMA (in the Palace)</title><content type='html'>Right this moment, I don't care if the rice crisis is really true or not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just want you to straighten up your act; don't blame climate change for your incapacity to feed the Filipino people properly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe if you stop traveling 'round the world, you'd get to feed about 100 families for a week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, stop placing the blame on others in everything negative the Philippines goes through, and taking credit for the success of other Filipinos. It's very unbecoming of you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lastly, like my message to Erap, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tangina mo&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8607249837189052497?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8607249837189052497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8607249837189052497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8607249837189052497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8607249837189052497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-gma-in-palace.html' title='Dear GMA (in the Palace)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-448745382234696935</id><published>2008-04-19T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T09:45:00.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Happy Birthday, Erap</title><content type='html'>For once, I agree with Bunye.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wishing you a LONG MEMORY...For you to remember whatever you and GMA's cohorts have talked about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm wishing you a clear mind, that you may NOT RUN FOR THE 2010 ELECTIONS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tangina mo. :)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-448745382234696935?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/448745382234696935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=448745382234696935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/448745382234696935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/448745382234696935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/belated-happy-birthday-erap.html' title='Belated Happy Birthday, Erap'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-3693740549453095117</id><published>2008-04-19T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T05:52:30.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 10 Applications for Treo</title><content type='html'>   They're what makes my Treo a very valuable item. They give Treo its name. They're the reasons why I love my Treo. Without them, Treo would be just another mobile phone.Truth be told, they're the only apps installed in my Treo. So if you have any suggestions, don't hesitate to leave a mark. Just a note though: I'm not a gamer. :)&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rogame.com/pages/Destaller.html"&gt;Destaller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnm6QoKCjwAAFUE2zE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnm6QoKCjwAAFUE2zE1/screenshot0000.jpg?et=%2CNAFrchLYt0odm3OzuYleQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Destaller Pro is an application oriented uninstaller. Applications store many different files that often cause resets and the necessity to do a hard reset when not removed properly. Destaller removes this danger and headache. In addition Destaller allows you to maximize the memory of your device by allowing to safely remove single files, 'a68k' Files, saved and unsaved preferences and more.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm one of those people who like to experiment a lot on phones and computers. I tend to install one program, try it, not like it, then uninstall it. Destaller makes this a very easy thing to do by safely removing files that are associated with the application I've just uninstalled. My phone's memory is at its best, with all the unwanted files gone from the system.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnnRAoKCjwAAFbX4zE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnnRAoKCjwAAFbX4zE1/screenshot0001.jpg?et=11TTCVI72lUzkBDhdf0ySw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dataviz.com/products/documentstogo/"&gt;Documents To Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnnbQoKCjwAAFra8ag1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnnbQoKCjwAAFra8ag1/screenshot0002.jpg?et=wy3ci0bZsfY%2B9nUZSUSfzQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Documents To Go is the only product on the market today with support for native Word, Excel, PowerPoint, PDF and TXT files as well as native JPEG and BMP graphics. You can even use files saved to expansion cards or sent as e-mail attachments directly on your smartphone or PDA without synchronization. Most importantly, your original desktop documents will never lose formatting when you make edits on your device using DataViz's unique InTact Technology.&lt;/blockquote&gt;One can go as far as to say that this is the sole reason why I use my Treo. I read. A lot. And I conveniently do this using Docs To Go. It's like eating in your favorite restaurant, only your orders are to go. Of course, I wouldn't say MS Word is my favorite word processor, being an OpenOffice user. My only gripe with this is the need to install the program in the computer. Erk.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnn0woKCjwAAGvpN-81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnn0woKCjwAAGvpN-81/screenshot0003.jpg?et=whtIsQG63CWtA1by7MRJzw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnn4woKCjwAAGvqOh81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnn4woKCjwAAGvqOh81/screenshot0004.jpg?et=cIYwWU78evBGPcZDabvtTg&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnn@QoKCjwAAHRBbAk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnn@QoKCjwAAHRBbAk1/screenshot0005.jpg?et=3i6nUA%2CqGiC%2Bg6CXvOdRIA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pocket-tunes.com/"&gt;Pocket Tunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnoMAoKCjwAAHVAGgs1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnoMAoKCjwAAHVAGgs1/screenshot0006.jpg?et=DPpx%2C1d2%2CIYQJHSYPbzUGQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pocket Tunes is the most feature-rich audio player for your smartphone  or Palm handheld.  Whatever you are looking for in an audio player, you're sure to find it with  Pocket Tunes.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Gone is the lame-o media player called RealPlayer in Treo 650. Don't get me wrong, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I do love Treo 650 over Treo 680, but seriously, the built-in player in Treo 650 gives you the feeling like you're in jail. Everything's limited. But alas, pTunes is a more liberating alternative. Granted, some prefer other apps, but I tend to stick to the built-in features, and pTunes is way better than RealPlayer.&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beiks.com/palm/BEIKS-Dictionary.asp"&gt;BDicty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnoQgoKCjwAAHUdf7w1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnoQgoKCjwAAHUdf7w1/screenshot0007.jpg?et=li7%2BxpD2Z8IptQrrIx%2CCtw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The BEIKS Dictionary Reader 		(aka "BDicty",  		pronounced "bee*dik*ti" ) is a reference viewer for mobile  		platforms and the second dictionary  		application ever made for Palm OS.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dictionary and thesaurus are my friends. They're my companions. When in doubt, I use them. In fact, I use them everyday. I use them when blogging. I use them when writing. So it just makes sense that I install something that'll help me with my dependence on these reference materials. BDicty is probably not the best pocket dictionary and thesaurus reader out there, but it does the job. And it's lightweight compared to Merriam-Webster and Oxford, but, like the other two, absolutely not free (in the speech sense).&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softick.com/cardexport2/"&gt;Softick Card Export II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnoZAoKCjwAAHynN3w1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnoZAoKCjwAAHynN3w1/screenshot0008.jpg?et=JoaHowkDcTAPFc8sAE5bIQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Using Softick Card Export II it's possible to access SD/MMC card inserted into Palm OS device as a logical disk on the Windows desktop. Card Export II emulates USB Mass Storage device and doesn't require any additional drivers on modern desktop systems.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I needed something to read my SD card with, without having to remove the card from my phone. It's actually a neat app, one of the most useful, especially if you tend to transfer a lot of files from your computer to your phone a lot. Hotsyncing isn't exactly the answer to all "prayers."&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://mytreo.net/downloads/minitones,1053.html"&gt;MiniTones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAno2AoKCjwAAAf3gz41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAno2AoKCjwAAAf3gz41/screenshot0009.jpg?et=EW8lSxn1OYoBCwHnGAmniA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This small freeware app allows you to select a MP3 file and add it to your ringtone list in Sounds. It also features a file splitter so you can use a section of a song instead of the whole song.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Although I'm perfectly satisfied with all the ringtones for Treo (I'm not very particular on tones, really), sometimes I have the urge to, err, personalize it. And since Treo doesn't allow the use of MP3 as a ringtone, the next best thing is to use something that allows it. Back when I was a Treo 650 user, this is a must-have, if only to prove your sole ownership of the phone with your preferred ring tone.&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://picard.exceed.hu/tcpmp/"&gt;TCPMP: The Core Pocket Media Player&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAno5woKCjwAAAuYj5g1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAno5woKCjwAAAuYj5g1/screenshot0010.jpg?et=44oMqk%2CuY5Co%2CW6S46NnvA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Whether your  media files are DivX, XviD, MP3, Matroska or MP4, "The Core Pocket Media Player" (TCPMP)" is the best open source media player to provide a solution for playing all your digital media on a wide range of mobile operating systems and devices. Possibly the best media player for the Treo 600/650.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Said to be the best media player for Treo. It's the only thing you need to be a happy Treo user. But since I'm not a very active watcher of videos, I'm a bit indifferent at that description. However, with all the hentai videos I can watch privately (like that one playing right there, heh), I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; a happy Treo user. ;)&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://nosleepsoftware.sourceforge.net/index.php?page=filez"&gt;FileZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnpBAoKCjwAAAemduw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnpBAoKCjwAAAemduw1/screenshot0011.jpg?et=uHMR7zWRelmIMsqHSxeLXg&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;FileZ is the premiere device utility application for Palm OS. It gives you full access to your device's files, system information, and preferences. The intuitive file browser allows you view, edit, copy, move, delete and send any file on your device or an external memory card. FileZ also includes extensive system information, such as memory usage and battery status. A preference editor allows you to view and delete preferences for any application on your device. All of this comes in an easy to use and customizable interface.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Err, I just like fooling around, really. And looking at every single file in my Treo is one of my favorite pastimes. Don't ask why.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnpLwoKCjwAABbAoMM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnpLwoKCjwAABbAoMM1/screenshot0012.jpg?et=tI3D%2CSsgzZj%2BUFIjGkdFkQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://diddlebug.sourceforge.net/"&gt;DiddleBug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAnpWAoKCjwAABpczuw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAnpWAoKCjwAABpczuw1/screenshot0013.jpg?et=v7F%2Cld%2BR8739IgdtEXnKuw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410&amp;nmid=91943410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; DiddleBug is an application for the Palm family of handheld computers. It is similar to a yellow-sticky note in that it allows you to scribble information onto your Palm device using digital ink. You can set alarms for each note from a pop-up list, and DiddleBug will not let you forget your reminder. In addition, DiddleBug has IntelliBoogerTM  extensions that allow you to transfer information from within DiddleBug to other applications, such as the built-in ToDo and DateBook apps.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Just because it's fun to doodle. It saves me money for ink and paper (if you're a close friend/classmate, you probably know about my infamous creative works during class discussions that result in 10 pages of notebook wasted on doodles). Besides, why do you have to type, when you can just write, right?&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softick.com/ppp/"&gt;Softick PPP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;                 Softick PPP is PPP server which accepts connections from Palm powered device via USB cable/cradle.Using Softick PPP you can connect your Palm powered devices to your corporate LAN or Internet. Integrated NAT service makes this connection easy and secure.&lt;/blockquote&gt;A personal favorite at the latest. It lets me connect to the internet in the phone via laptop and USB connection. Pretty neat, as opposed to paying P.xx/kb or P10/minute using GPRS or Globe and Smart. And the connection's fast, given that the laptop is connected via DSL. And in all actuality, this program gets installed in the computer, not the Treo.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-3693740549453095117?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/3693740549453095117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=3693740549453095117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3693740549453095117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/3693740549453095117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-top-10-applications-for-treo.html' title='My Top 10 Applications for Treo'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8263920438666105222</id><published>2008-04-18T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:42:25.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Plata, Coffee Painter</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/4597/ustedyantedn2.gif" alt="USTedyante"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;small&gt;USTedyante&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you think you’re a coffee addict, then what can you possibly think of 28-year-old &lt;a href="http://d1wata.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sunshine Plata&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She uses instant coffee to create a masterpiece, and the above painting is her first with the style. She approaches art with a relatively unique medium, and this has proven that innovation, as well as taking chances, is the key to success.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It all started one fateful day when she saw a 19th century artifact with a signature done in coffee by the artist. And to think that it survived all these years was an exceptional thing on its own. Then, an idea. It was perfect, and it was ingenious.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why not use coffee to paint?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/8164/lahadaencantadamz7.gif" alt="El Hada Encantada"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;El Hada Encantada&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who needs expensive painting materials when you can probably afford a watercolor brush and a sachet of 3-in-1 (much preferably black though, heh) stacked away somewhere in your cupboard?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know I don’t.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you can create something so big out of something so small and cheap, why not take the chance and allow your creative juices to flow freely, instead of making your meager budget a hindrance to your dreams?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sunshine’s artworks are incredible and impressive in their details. I’m immediately taken in by their aesthetic value and success. Who wouldn’t? Even Ripley’s Believe It or Not thinks hers is a noteworthy talent and method, and is impressed enough to buy 2 paintings for $2,500. One of her works has been featured on &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/art-that-fools-the-eye"&gt;The Martha Stewart Show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My favorite of her works?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/9717/fairyofsorrowsud6.gif" alt="Fairy of Sorrows"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;Fairy of Sorrows&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;p&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Fairy of Sorrows&lt;/strong&gt;. In fact, it has inspired me enough to plan to write a short story in the near future, although, of course, it would be a fanfiction by nature. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley"&gt; And oddly enough, it’s the one featured on The Martha Stewart Show.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When asked what her message is to inspiring artists, Sunshine has this to say (or write, ’cause, well, we’ve never met personally…yet :)):&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Message to artists/non artists, to pinoys, to everyone: If your intentions are good and noble, u should never let whatever circumstance u have in life to hinder u from expressing ur creative self in whatever form. If people without limbs can use their feet or their mouth to paint how much more ourselves who are not put in that kid of a dilemma? all we need is that passion, perseverance and that spark of creativity flowing in our veins in order to be another creator of beauty and pure honesty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Theres a book entitled “dream and ur dreams will fall short” and i can see the truth in that now! i dreamed but not this gigantic and all the things i am getting now are bizarrely beyond my wildest dreams! i encourage everyone to pray, only God can help u attain the utterly unexpected! filipinos are known to be pious and i say ur not born a filipino for nothing, there is absolutely a purpose! remember bamboo’s song ‘pinoy ako”: “sabi nila may anting anting ako pero di nila alam na diyos ang dahilan ko”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maraming pang magagaling na pinoy talents na undiscovered at naniniwala akong kayang-kaya pa nila higitan yung mga natamo ko! kailangan lang sila mabigyan ng pagkakataon, suportahan at paniwalaan! Hiling ko po sa mga kapwa ko pinoy: ‘ipagdasal niyo po ako kailangan ko yun araw-araw, salamat po”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUN TINAMO KO PONG KARANGALAN AY HANDOG KO SA BAWAT ISANG MAMAMAYANG PILIPINO, MATAPANG KA, KAYA MO….PARA SAYO TOH! &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I think to myself, if I truly was a coffee addict, I would have thought of something to do with coffee other than drink it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To you, &lt;strong&gt;Sunshine Plata&lt;/strong&gt;, I send all the good luck and thanks. For your cunning, your creativity, and your love for the art AND the Filipinos. Keep on painting. I know our kababayans support you all the way. &lt;img src="http://misteryosa.com/shari/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Wonder if, despite my apparent disdain for Nestle products, we can invite her for a talk session in &lt;a href="http://bloggerskapihan.com/"&gt;Bloggers’ Kapihan&lt;/a&gt;? He he.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8263920438666105222?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8263920438666105222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8263920438666105222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8263920438666105222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8263920438666105222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunshine-plata-coffee-painter.html' title='Sunshine Plata, Coffee Painter'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-5701688020902290409</id><published>2008-04-17T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T03:11:18.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Treo: "Hidden" Smilies and iPhone Imitation</title><content type='html'> I've been playing a lot with my &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/journal/item/178/Meet_my_new_baby"&gt;newly acquired Palm Treo 680 smartphone&lt;/a&gt;, and although I think I prefer my &lt;a href="http://rakshari.multiply.com/journal/item/165/The_Case_of_the_Lost_Cellphone"&gt;lost Treo 650&lt;/a&gt; over it, I still think it's neat. I think it's my mind talking, really; I just miss the latter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, neat neat neat. Some "hidden" smilies, 4 others in addition to the built-in 16 ones. I especially like the smoking one. Hah! Wishing these were also available in all other phones.&lt;span class="insertedphoto alignmiddleb"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAhx0AoKCjwAACt9WAA1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAhx0AoKCjwAACt9WAA1/screenshot0001.jpg?et=Re0SwaNa52EG41LwIIcPUA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAhxuwoKCjwAAChBSGE1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAhxuwoKCjwAAChBSGE1/screenshot0000.jpg?et=kgquA8MpR3X4MeqSffSRzw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And hey, an iPhone Imitation. It's pretty elegant-looking, but, well, I LOVE my Treo &lt;i&gt;au naturel&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAhy9QoKCjwAAEwyY3M1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAhy9QoKCjwAAEwyY3M1/screenshot0002.jpg?et=P266b4pisi7efcwPVgF%2COA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAhzGwoKCjwAAE77huA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAhzGwoKCjwAAE77huA1/screenshot0003.jpg?et=bywlt94H5Z%2CR52ZD2qNuSA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAhzMgoKCjwAAE2Zafg1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAhzMgoKCjwAAE2Zafg1/screenshot0004.jpg?et=CJsILTtQ7HpFPLB7LH7eBQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-5701688020902290409?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/5701688020902290409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=5701688020902290409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5701688020902290409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/5701688020902290409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-treo-smilies-and-iphone-imitation.html' title='On Treo: &amp;quot;Hidden&amp;quot; Smilies and iPhone Imitation'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8598259366032491047</id><published>2008-04-17T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T06:50:02.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wish I didn' t read the papers or watch the news</title><content type='html'>Then maybe I wouldn't see red every time I read something &lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20080414-130208/Church-gives-out-rice-rules-out-violence"&gt;like this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;Filipinos, the priest noted, are by nature “nonviolent and submissive to the Church’s moral authority and persuasion.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Or when, after &lt;a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/story/89828/Cebu-doctors-could-lose-licenses-over-scandal"&gt;reminding the "Catholic flock to respect the human dignity,"&lt;/a&gt; the Archdiocese of Cebu expresses profound disapproval of &lt;em&gt;the human sexual preferences&lt;/em&gt; and the actions of gays (because, as you know, the patient/victim in the video is actually gay, and he engaged in a sexual relationship with another guy...and so what, diba?! pake ba ng iba?!). Which I find utterly atrocious, by the way. Double standard?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, nothing else to say but &lt;strong&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8598259366032491047?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8598259366032491047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8598259366032491047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8598259366032491047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8598259366032491047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-i-wish-i-didn-t-read-papers.html' title='Sometimes I wish I didn&amp;#39; t read the papers or watch the news'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8534287681966531729</id><published>2008-04-15T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:07:32.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, what a revelation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;In the span of 1 day, I've been demoted/promoted (depends on how you look at it) from blogger to shrink.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yan ang sabi ko &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rakshari/statuses/781902107"&gt;almost 2 weeks ago&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero ang totoo niyan, nauna akong naging shrink bago ako naging blogger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's nothing new na marami akong kaibigan na nagco-confide sa akin dati, when I was younger. Sabi nga nila, ako ang ultimate choice pag hihingi sila ng adviser ng mga nakakakilala sa akin. Malupit daw ako magbigay ng advice; sagad sa buto at tagos sa puso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Psychic nga ako kung tawagin ng iba dahil alam ko raw kung may problema ang isang tao kahit hindi niya sabihin. Malakas ako makiramdam pagdating sa feelings ng ibang tao. Maingat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero lahat yun ay naglaho nung nag-3rd year high school ako (syet, dramatic).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marahil alam ng iba kung anu-ano nangyari sa akin nung 3rd year that eventually led to my stopping school. Na-alienate din ako sa father's side ng family ko dahil sa mga nangyari na yun, pero buti na lang at kahit papano ay tight ang bond namin ng mga insan ko kaya hindi rin ako masyadong nahirapang mag-cope sa mga pangyayari. Pero yung mga tito at tita...it's another story. Lalo na nung ni-reveal ko sa isang Friendster bulletin ang mga sentimyento ko noong mga araw, linggo, at buwan na lumayas ako ng bahay at natutong mabuhay mag-isa, sa tulong na rin ng nanay ko at ni ate Susan. Si lola, iniyakan lang ang predicament ko at sinabing mag-stay na lang ako sa Marikina (iyakin kasi talaga yang si lola...sa kanya ako nagmana, hehe). Nanirahan sa isang boarding house habang nag-aaral (although fluctuating yung attendance ko...50% ng school year ay di ako pumasok), nagpunta ng Baguio ng isang buwan para "magpahinga," umiyak araw-gabi para ilabas lahat ng hinaing ko sa mundo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simula noon, naging...callous...ako. Manhid, to a point. Malaki ang pinagbago ko, at maraming tao ang nakapansin nun. Di na ako ang masayahing si Shari. Para na akong wa care sa mundo, basta mag-survive lang ako bawat araw ng hindi nasasaktan ang feelings ko ng sobra. Naging maingat ako sa pakikipagkaibigan. Naging maingat ako sa pakikihalubilo sa ibang tao. Naging maingat lalo na pag involved ang feelings ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May mga tao na, when I most needed them, eh inabandona ako. Kung kailan ko kailangan ng understanding, dun sa punto ng buhay ko ipinagkait yun. Kaya ngayon, kakaunti lang ang matatawag ko na kaibigan. Samantalang dati, naive ang definition ko ng kaibigan, dahil lahat ng tao, para sa akin, ay kaibigan ko (except for the leeches they call politicians). Na dahil nandoon ako para sa kanila all throughout the storms in their lives, in-assume ko na ganun din ang gagawin nila para sa akin. Pero hindi pala, may mga hangganan pala ang suporta at pang-unawa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nagalit ako sa mundo. At blogging lang ang naging solusyon ko para mapahupa ang hindi kaaya-ayang pakiramdam na yun. Mahirap kasi magdala ng galit sa puso eh, mabigat sa pakiramdam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ang hirap pa 'run, ang galit ko ay mostly directed sa sarili ko. Lahat ng nangyari, kasalanan ko rin naman. Kumbaga, sa lahat ng problema ko nung bata ako na tinago ko kung ano ang tunay kong nararamdaman, sumabog lahat bigla dahil sa iisang pangyayari. Di ako proud sa naging reaksyon ko. Noong mga panahon na yun, ang inisip ko lang ay kung paano ako makaka-survive sa punto na yun ng buhay ko nang hindi magbe-break down ng husto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oo, inaamin ko, suicidal ako. Ilang beses na rin akong nagtangka during the years na naghihirap ang puso ko. I didn't know pa'no ihandle yung ganuong problema, kasi sanay lang akong ihandle ang problema ng iba. Hindi ko akalain na yung mga nangyayari sa iba ay maaari rin pa lang mangyari sa akin. Kasi shempre, alam niyo naman, madaling magsalita pag hindi ikaw ang agrabyado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inamin ko sa sarili ko na mahina ako. Di ako kasing tatag tulad ng iniisip ng iba. I'm an emotional and psychological mess, to put it simply. Kaya ang nagiging scapegoat ko ay ang blogs ko, dahil kahit papano, kahit di man ako maintindihan ng mga tao, at least may'ron akong mapaglalabasan ng mga iniisip at nararamdaman ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want someone to listen, not just merely hear what I have to say. And I think I've found it in the form of blogging. Even if my blog can't talk back, the notion that it's "listening" is enough of a comfort for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8534287681966531729?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8534287681966531729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8534287681966531729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8534287681966531729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8534287681966531729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-what-revelation.html' title='Oh, what a revelation!'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-8388990856005792207</id><published>2008-04-14T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:35:51.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“Good night, Kurama. I’ve enjoyed my time with you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I open my mouth to say I’ve had better times; I’m sure she’ll take it well, knowing she sees the most humorous things in almost everything. But instead of saying what’s on my mind, I croak out, “Likewise.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Botan looks amused, and, without any warning, kisses me on top of my head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I blink in surprise. But before I can say anything, she’s gone. I look at Hiei to confirm if what happened really just happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He raises an eyebrow, crosses his arms, and snorts quite disdainfully. “You’re getting soft, Kurama.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-8388990856005792207?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/8388990856005792207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=8388990856005792207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8388990856005792207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/8388990856005792207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuyu-hakusho-drabble-5.html' title='YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 5'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6796178583762712913</id><published>2008-04-13T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T06:46:37.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my new baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAIHoAoKCjwAAFARV5E1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rakshari.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAIHoAoKCjwAAFARV5E1/P4130092.JPG?et=4irRPkU1fIFErr7CwTU%2CCg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told myself I'd cry no longer over spilt milk. It hadn't done me any good moping around for a week for something that was entirely my fault. It just taught me a lesson to be more careful of my things (insert: but I WAS careful...just drunk) AND my sanity when on the outside world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The experience sucked big time. The one other time that I lost my cellphones was during my year stint in Baguio City, when apparently, my housemates and I forgot to lock one of the windows in our apartment unit, an open invitation for the thief to pick our phones as if they're fishes in the pond. How the crook even got through the gate, we never found out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I texted my family to call me, I cried. Nyay. Now that I think about it, it was helluva lot embarrassing. But then, I lost 2 freaking phones, newly loaded with lotsa credits (because I was kinda "rich" back then, and my then-boyfriend and I always talked). Shouldn't have loaded 'em yet, I kept on berating myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, anyway, remember when I told ya'll that my father has lent me money to buy myself a new PDA phone? Well, yeah, here it is: Treo 680. I've bought it secondhand from one of the most trusted sellers on eBay for a thousand more than what I got my old Treo 650 with (needless to say, I got it dirt cheap...and actually, the 650 also came from him...small world). The unit has lots of ignorable scratches, about 12 that I can see (well, in my opinion, that's a lot but that's just because I'm naturally very conscious of those stuff), but it works seamlessly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Except that it wouldn't synchronize with the laptop...just as the Treo 650 stopped syncing with the laptop a few weeks before I lost it. I don't know what the hell is the problem, except that I'm almost sure it's the laptop that's the problem. I've used 2 different USB cables already. I'm almost tempted to do dual booting on the desktop to find out if syncing would work on it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just relieved that Documents to Go is built-in on the phone; I wouldn't need to get myself all worked up over installing it just so I could read my precious Kurama/Botan fanfictions. Now I just have to buy a new 2GB SD card and find a way to install Card Export so I wouldn't have to transfer the card from the laptop to the phone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So...now I have this never-ending lights flashing on my mind, forming the words: BE CAREFUL, IDIOT! And waddaya know, I'm actually thinking of heeding the advice-slash-insult!&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6796178583762712913?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6796178583762712913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6796178583762712913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6796178583762712913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6796178583762712913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/meet-my-new-baby.html' title='Meet my new baby'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2901061158611032928</id><published>2008-04-11T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:30:54.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 4 (WARNING: Adult content)</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p&gt;They shared the sweetest of kisses, one that conveyed to each other what their hearts longed to say. Botan moaned in pleasure when the youko thief gently suckled on her lower lip, tasting and reveling in the sweetness she readily offered him, and a battle of dominance ensued between their mingling tongues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I love you, Kurama,” Botan gasped as one of her lover’s hands sneaked its way under her blouse and kneaded one of her generous mounds. Her nipples puckered painfully under Kurama’s assault, the ministrations of the kitsune clouding her senses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was going to be a long night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;Standard disclaimers apply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2901061158611032928?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2901061158611032928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2901061158611032928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2901061158611032928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2901061158611032928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuyu-hakusho-drabble-4-warning-adult.html' title='YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 4 (WARNING: Adult content)'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6091541917880129625</id><published>2008-04-11T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:31:11.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUST: From Ranger to Youko</title><content type='html'>I'm a pervert. Seryoso.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From lusting after a book character, napunta naman ang aking lust-filled dreams toward a certain anime character. While the first one is relatively unknown by the general public, I'm sure kilala niyo itong certain anime bishounen na ito, lalo na if you watch YuYu Hakusho (or Ghost Fighter).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ranger Manoso is as hot as hot can be. Whenever I read or hear his name, I feel a tingling sensation down there and think, "Is this lust?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And yes, it is!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not normally for muscled men, pero there's something about Ranger that turns me on. Perhaps it's his mysterious aura, or maybe the fact that he's a sexy bounty hunter. But whatever the reason is, di ko ikinakailang I want to get into his pants (or, get the pants off him, harhar).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Too bad he's just a character in Janet Evanovich's books series. Try niyo basahin, yung Stephanie Plum series. Funny. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So ngayon naman, actually medyo matagal-tagal na rin, eh anime character naman ang nagpapa-wow sa doodah ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Si Kurama. Better known in the Philippines as Dennis of Ghost Fighter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pero di naman talaga siya, per se.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Si Youko Kurama (the silver-haired, golden-eyed kitsune), ang demon side ni Shuichi Minamino (the red-haired ningen).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or, to be more accurate, yung buntot at tenga ni Youko Kurama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've read a few fanfics with Youko's ears and tail twitching and swaying with his every movement, every emotion. Ang kyut lang. Nakaka-turn on. Nyahaha. Kumabaga, pag pinagalitan mo yung aso, diba yung tenga nila dumidikit sa ulo nila? Parang ganun. Shet. Ang HOT!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Imagine making love with Youko, tapos pag sobrang turn on siya, YOWN! HAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayoko na. Baka kung ano pa masulat ko rito! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6091541917880129625?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6091541917880129625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6091541917880129625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6091541917880129625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6091541917880129625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/lust-from-ranger-to-youko.html' title='LUST: From Ranger to Youko'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-6700671272595118541</id><published>2008-04-11T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:28:47.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 3</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p&gt;Botan looked over the vast blue of the ocean, her heart throbbing painfully as sobs shook her lithe form. The huge boulder on where she stood was the only support she had, yet she refused to accept the gentle comfort it gave her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Genkai was dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The blue-haired deity was the one who brought the old psychic’s soul to the Gate of Judgment. She never shed a tear while doing her job; she knew Genkai wouldn’t approve. But the loss still haunted her senses, her whole being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I’m sorry, Genkai,” she breathed. “I’m sorry I had to take you away.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;Standard disclaimers apply.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-6700671272595118541?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/6700671272595118541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=6700671272595118541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6700671272595118541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/6700671272595118541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuyu-hakusho-drabble-3.html' title='YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 3'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30773192.post-2215480855689609294</id><published>2008-04-11T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:11:42.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another Kurama/Botan drabble. Standard disclaimers apply&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;“You’re leaving?” she inquired softly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kurama chose not to answer, yet his silence spoke a million words. His eyes were filled with regret, but he couldn’t just ignore Hiei’s plea to return to Makai. He was needed, and he never was the one to let a good friend down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you could let the one you love down? What irony,&lt;/i&gt; he chided himself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I’m sorry, Botan,” he said instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Botan nodded to herself, affirming what her heart knew all along. She looked at Kurama imploringly, her pink gaze stripping Kurama of his very soul. “Promise you’ll come back?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I promise.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30773192-2215480855689609294?l=sandsness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/feeds/2215480855689609294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30773192&amp;postID=2215480855689609294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2215480855689609294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30773192/posts/default/2215480855689609294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandsness.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuyu-hakusho-drabble-2.html' title='YuYu Hakusho Drabble # 2'/><author><name>Alex</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
