<?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-6513878109005036621</id><updated>2012-01-23T02:07:28.745-08:00</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='boodle'/><category term='seafoods'/><category term='happy lemon'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='2011'/><category term='envieng reflection paper'/><category term='firing'/><category term='Post Christmas'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='target'/><category term='2010'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Ice Skating'/><category term='school'/><category term='newyear'/><category term='Pre New Year'/><category term='east wood'/><category term='Loser'/><category term='bullet'/><category term='commuting'/><title type='text'>brainchild of my brainwaves..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1042895643457607784</id><published>2011-12-29T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T03:53:10.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pre New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.335522673127639.90547.100000097281096&amp;type=1" title="HSBUDDIES"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.picasion.com/pic48/9d98d3939a9c2acea288c825bcdd4da4.gif" width="400" height="300" border="0" alt="create an avatar" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.335522673127639.90547.100000097281096&amp;type=1" title="HSBUDDIES"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.picasion.com/pic48/921a07325a992ad7ef79aba215a2d140.gif" width="400" height="300" border="0" alt="make a gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G4tdxA5Hhow/TvxRfwEjsdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ddDi4O9OGPY/s1600/397615_2975030256058_1270862648_3270943_2047652194_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G4tdxA5Hhow/TvxRfwEjsdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ddDi4O9OGPY/s320/397615_2975030256058_1270862648_3270943_2047652194_n.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691513635011277266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74OWSJPUWuY/TvxRhq0DcwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VfVHe_dDkNc/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74OWSJPUWuY/TvxRhq0DcwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VfVHe_dDkNc/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691513667959616258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFhSYpWmiXc/TvxRgFUukUI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lGunu9UXbuE/s1600/402716_2975034976176_1270862648_3270959_858855672_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFhSYpWmiXc/TvxRgFUukUI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lGunu9UXbuE/s320/402716_2975034976176_1270862648_3270959_858855672_n.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691513640716243266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1042895643457607784?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1042895643457607784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1042895643457607784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1042895643457607784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1042895643457607784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G4tdxA5Hhow/TvxRfwEjsdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ddDi4O9OGPY/s72-c/397615_2975030256058_1270862648_3270943_2047652194_n.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-7703391056367567735</id><published>2011-11-12T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T04:36:00.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='target'/><title type='text'>Ready, Aim, Fire!</title><content type='html'>I had a super duper fun and adventurous week. Lots of new things and experiences in just a span of a week. I rarely do blogs twice in a row, but this is just too memorable for me that I had to share it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the title, somewhat, gave you a hint of what happened today. :))&lt;br /&gt;If not, here are some pictures to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P1uR6mky-bQ/Tr6YdUOL_HI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-tof49M2sOQ/s1600/393652_2118372009859_1562525777_31803901_828784841_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P1uR6mky-bQ/Tr6YdUOL_HI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-tof49M2sOQ/s200/393652_2118372009859_1562525777_31803901_828784841_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674140209945246834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRnrSvlKKnE/Tr6YdFdJ5cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Co3iGohDbXA/s1600/12112011303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRnrSvlKKnE/Tr6YdFdJ5cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Co3iGohDbXA/s200/12112011303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674140205981492674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dA2qmV5ZDc/Tr6YcwZoUII/AAAAAAAAAIY/prmMhrbn7BA/s1600/12112011281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dA2qmV5ZDc/Tr6YcwZoUII/AAAAAAAAAIY/prmMhrbn7BA/s200/12112011281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674140200329564290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You got it right! We had a gun safety seminar and had some practice shooting. It was my first time to hold a gun.. and what made it awesome-r is that I got the chance to fire it. I can't believe that I actually hit the target, not once.. not twice.. a lot! I had a couple of single and multiple target rounds and not once did I missed! Not bad for a newbie eh?! ;) I never pictured myself holding a gun and also never thought of firing one, that's why I'm still in awe that this REALLY happened. &lt;br /&gt;I hope this would not be the last time I'll be doing this. I'm wishing that in the next firing, there would be a bull's eye target so I can see how accurate my shooting is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly an EXTRAORDINARY experience! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I enjoyed the boodle fight, btw! The REAL highlight of the day! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-7703391056367567735?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/7703391056367567735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=7703391056367567735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7703391056367567735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7703391056367567735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/11/ready-aim-fire.html' title='Ready, Aim, Fire!'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P1uR6mky-bQ/Tr6YdUOL_HI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-tof49M2sOQ/s72-c/393652_2118372009859_1562525777_31803901_828784841_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-8120744493065892565</id><published>2011-11-11T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:51:17.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='east wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commuting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy lemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seafoods'/><title type='text'>Happy Time in Happy Lemon!</title><content type='html'>After a week of stress and disappointments, we found an opportunity to unwind and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;To make the 11/11/11 day special, we decided to go to Eastwood! I was very excited, since it was my first time to go to the place, and I'm really thankful that I got to spend it with my IE friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an ADVENTURE! Commuting is a real challenge. I imagined ourselves joining the "Amazing Race", like we were the lost contestants asking for directions. The looooong walk was extremely exhausting, but it was worth it. Like our other trips, deciding where to eat, still became the problem. haha. what's new? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hesitant, at first, to eat in a seafood restaurant since I'm not a fan of seafoods, but when I saw that they also serve meat, I joined their decision. The foods were AWESOME! I enjoyed it and ate a lot!&lt;table border="0" width="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XUUAwsEAcI/Tr1FtzdaiLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0OWPVaQr3rk/s1600/25102011181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XUUAwsEAcI/Tr1FtzdaiLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0OWPVaQr3rk/s200/25102011181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673767758766704818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqQl0cWlTBA/Tr1Ftvd7ybI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mmZf4yfq8RU/s1600/25102011180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqQl0cWlTBA/Tr1Ftvd7ybI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mmZf4yfq8RU/s200/25102011180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673767757695142322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9w0Ae9dOws/Tr1Icyy3H2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eyXNUUHeJak/s1600/25102011179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9w0Ae9dOws/Tr1Icyy3H2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eyXNUUHeJak/s200/25102011179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673770765065330530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having the mouth-watering food I showed you, we continue on exploring the mall and see if there's something that we might want to buy. They found and bought couple of things. Unfortunately, the things I want, were too expensive for my budget. I really wished my parents were with me that time. haha. But no worries! I'll be back soon -- this time with my parents. Maybe then I can afford them. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZnnxKxep0E/Tr1L5ye9GCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/73TtwKI8vJ0/s1600/11112011210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZnnxKxep0E/Tr1L5ye9GCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/73TtwKI8vJ0/s200/11112011210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673774561732925474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then after the shopping, Happy Lemon came next! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I did not regret having their Milk Tea with Oreos and Cream. &lt;br /&gt;Omnomnom. Delicioso!, as Dora's backpack would say! :))&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to try the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some happy time in happy lemon, &lt;br /&gt;we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Who would knew that commuting back home would become twice as difficult as going to the place.&lt;br /&gt;We had another loooong walk to look for a ride and it had me sweating like hell! Good thing i brought 2 hankies with me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, we found our ride and finally got home. &lt;br /&gt;Safe and Alive! Thanks to God! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a BLAST! Hope we can go back soon and try Red Box,&lt;br /&gt;but I DO HOPE we have a car next time around. hahaha. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-8120744493065892565?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/8120744493065892565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=8120744493065892565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8120744493065892565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8120744493065892565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-time-in-happy-lemon.html' title='Happy Time in Happy Lemon!'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XUUAwsEAcI/Tr1FtzdaiLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0OWPVaQr3rk/s72-c/25102011181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-538087162056667128</id><published>2011-11-05T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T08:52:13.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Things Make Me Happy</title><content type='html'>I have come across one of the comments that I failed to read (because the oh-so-great blogger sent it to spam). I would like to dedicate this post to the person who wrote this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GwEcmJ8dzg/TrWGAVqxLvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HxcwRUj6iew/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GwEcmJ8dzg/TrWGAVqxLvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HxcwRUj6iew/s320/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671586646117658354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are, I know it's late... but I want you to know that you made me feel a whole lot better. It feels good to know that my works are appreciated. I'm extremely grateful. Thank you. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-538087162056667128?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/538087162056667128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=538087162056667128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/538087162056667128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/538087162056667128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-like-stained-glass.html' title='Small Things Make Me Happy'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GwEcmJ8dzg/TrWGAVqxLvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HxcwRUj6iew/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1725367557856487652</id><published>2011-07-14T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T08:51:49.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tangled Experience</title><content type='html'>I never thought that i will be able to fly one of these Sky Lanterns that I see in movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWawIV_0RwU/Th8OAYM1WMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4O5c5GQKlLc/s1600/14072011043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWawIV_0RwU/Th8OAYM1WMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4O5c5GQKlLc/s400/14072011043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629233458895476930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to set up? YES. but i tell you.... IT's ALL WORTH IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how our babies fly: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVYA-8jEzuI/Th8OewoeNgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jB_M4GTTHs0/s1600/14072011040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVYA-8jEzuI/Th8OewoeNgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jB_M4GTTHs0/s400/14072011040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629233980849927682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, isn't it? :))&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in awe, seeing how our Sky Lanterns take off.&lt;br /&gt;and with that, i can say that I now believe in fairytales 'coz we just made Tangled happen! :))&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for our next Sky Lantern flying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1725367557856487652?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1725367557856487652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1725367557856487652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1725367557856487652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1725367557856487652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/07/tangled-experience.html' title='The Tangled Experience'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWawIV_0RwU/Th8OAYM1WMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4O5c5GQKlLc/s72-c/14072011043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-7622215890116889918</id><published>2011-06-02T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T08:29:47.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Tracking</title><content type='html'>Hey there! It's me again. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been hearing news about the nearing farewell of friendster. If i remembered it clearly, I think it was supposed to be on the 30th of May. SUPPOSEDLY. I have no idea why it is still up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, going back to what I'm saying.. two days ago, after hearing the news, I logged on to my FS account with the intention of saving all my photos before they delete it. As I go through my profile, I thought of reading all the testimonials I've got, from the very first... down to the very last. As I read them, I felt like I was traveling through time. It felt like I'm a High School student again. I was smiling the whole time reading testimonials about the silly things that happened back then. Like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCu2UgCiLVc/Teed1Sm2mEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jeoomPoPOBQ/s1600/61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCu2UgCiLVc/Teed1Sm2mEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jeoomPoPOBQ/s400/61.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613628999394039874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Good ole days! BTW, that was during my freshman days in college, not HS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ofcourse there are some that, really, touched my heart. Like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1rq3Gn2UOA/Teelw2MyEwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Wn8Q_N3zDBU/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1rq3Gn2UOA/Teelw2MyEwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Wn8Q_N3zDBU/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613637719142044418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlIsX2ghS3U/TeemBcdHpcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KajHGhFTvQ0/s1600/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlIsX2ghS3U/TeemBcdHpcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KajHGhFTvQ0/s400/34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613638004289021378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dH7aHu8tYYw/Teeme2snjrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QrB9oiaGeA8/s1600/59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dH7aHu8tYYw/Teeme2snjrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QrB9oiaGeA8/s400/59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613638509549555378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rZcpfD4gH5s/Teem5r3yZYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q5F6c1jqcMc/s1600/mg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rZcpfD4gH5s/Teem5r3yZYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q5F6c1jqcMc/s400/mg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613638970500081026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By reading them, I got the chance to remember all the impressions i made to my classmates. Making me feel, somehow, special. And oh! Who would forget the testimonials that mentioned that Im CUTE. hahahaha. Here are some proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__FP91PRvLc/TeegiHxvEmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Zv673r9ah_g/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__FP91PRvLc/TeegiHxvEmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Zv673r9ah_g/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613631968604263010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrY0Lc6qvLg/TeehKf6FONI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xfgr06s2i1o/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrY0Lc6qvLg/TeehKf6FONI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xfgr06s2i1o/s400/15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613632662276487378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wySaSweO9eE/TeeiPuapPXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/kHmXB6CnyEk/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wySaSweO9eE/TeeiPuapPXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/kHmXB6CnyEk/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613633851582135666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I couldn't disagree on what they've said. hahahahaha. Except for the latter part of the second one. lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding aside, all the testimonials I got were really heart warming and made me feel blessed for having been given lots of friends. Such nice words from these people.  To everyone who wrote those testimonial for me, I want you to all know that even though I'm not able to post them all here, 'cos it'll consume lots of space in this blog, I'm deeply thankful to you guys! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna thank Friendster for being a part of my highschool and freshman(college) years. If you wanna delete your website, you are more than free to do so, coz i've already saved all the pics and printscreened all my testimonials. haha. But seriously, thanks for keeping all those good memories. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til next time, readers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-7622215890116889918?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/7622215890116889918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=7622215890116889918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7622215890116889918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7622215890116889918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-tracking.html' title='Back Tracking'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCu2UgCiLVc/Teed1Sm2mEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jeoomPoPOBQ/s72-c/61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-4153611728157641067</id><published>2011-03-29T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:36:08.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously???</title><content type='html'>I am still in shock and, at the same time, amazed by how things turned out earlier. It was my first time to ever enter a quiz bee in a trio and it turned out to be a memorable one. Why? 'Coz WE WON! Would you believe that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If NO, then SO AM I! hahahaha. I mean... Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew a week before that we're gonna be competing, but we're not THAT determined to prepare and study for it. In fact, during the weekend, my groupmate texted me, asking me if i wanna join the quiz just for fun. I didn't replied, and instead saved my answer for monday (which is yesterday). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just finalized our decision yesterday and agreed to just join so that there would be a representative for the IE Dept. Yes, we want to win BUT we're not really expecting this. If i remember my own words correctly, i said "Asa pa tayong manalo.". &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pero buti na lang hindi ako nagdilang anghel.&lt;/span&gt; All thanks to luck and to God ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the event was a successful one because every department participated. All of us did our part well. I had fun. Kudos to the organizers and to our group! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-4153611728157641067?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/4153611728157641067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=4153611728157641067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/4153611728157641067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/4153611728157641067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/03/seriously.html' title='Seriously???'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1673499158633443423</id><published>2011-02-25T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:33:05.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice Skating'/><title type='text'>The Ice Skating Underdog</title><content type='html'>I'm so dead beat from our ice skating trip at the Mall of Asia. Though I'm a bit disappointed that i didn't get to learn how to skate, unlike the rest. Who would knew that Ice Skating was not as easy as it looks? was not like using the "Flying Shoes"? I guess my assumption was wrong. I should have anticipated this in the first place. It was NOT worth my money. Felt like I burned three hundred peso bills. *argh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I love the trip. It's only the skating that I loathe. I was happy that I was not alone on quitting. A good friend of mine accompanied me as the rest skated. We just spent the rest of our time eating lasagna, carbonara, and pizza. Oh! The JOY of eating! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the bitterness in skating aside, I was really happy that I got to spend this day with my engineering friends. I really missed them. How I wish we could do this sometime again (minus the skating). LOL. Can't wait for the next field trip in our &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Strength of Materials&lt;/span&gt; class. I bet this would be FUN-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Bed's calling. See ya in my next post. buh-bye! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1673499158633443423?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1673499158633443423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1673499158633443423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1673499158633443423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1673499158633443423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2011/02/iceskating-underdog.html' title='The Ice Skating Underdog'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1645151967991033186</id><published>2010-12-31T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T06:20:43.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newyear'/><title type='text'>A Year-Ender Blog</title><content type='html'>*rubbing tears in my eyes as I write this post* :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but not because Im feeling melancholic about the end of this year. It's because my mom is chopping onions for the food she's about to cook for our media noche. *argh* My eyes are killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this year has been a good one. My year always starts good because we are always welcomed by my most favorite month of all, January! It's my birthmonth ya know! That's why I love it!(bias much? lol) ;) It is during this year that I happen to experience ONE of my most memorable birthdays, which I will no longer share, for you already know the story (that is, if you've read my previous post). Also, it is the year where I shift my degree program to Industrial Engineering, and had no regrets of whatsoever. And lastly, I also had a change of music preference, well, not exactly a change, but more on a music adjustment. RnB is still my thing. It's just that I'm now open to listening other genres, as long as it's pleasing in the ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had great 2010. The only disappointing thing in this year is the fact that we haven't got the chance to celebrate our annual highschool christmas party for different reasons. Good thing is that we will have a highschool New Year party instead. Yay! :) Let's just hope that it'll not get postponed this time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and As we all start our countdowns for the year 2011, let's not forget to thank God for giving us a wonderful 2010. I do hope that we'll all have another wonderful year ahead, another year full of joy and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone! Have a good one! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1645151967991033186?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1645151967991033186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1645151967991033186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1645151967991033186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1645151967991033186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-ender-post.html' title='A Year-Ender Blog'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-7608052937296520849</id><published>2010-11-20T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:17:05.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st PIIE Congress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQEYL2AG37I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DBrZ7LS_pZc/s1600/35625_181383478539496_100000035366514_631505_3053599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQEYL2AG37I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DBrZ7LS_pZc/s400/35625_181383478539496_100000035366514_631505_3053599_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548742807650754482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got off the bed in a good mood. Maybe the excitement for the congress have something to do about it. So after showering and fixing myself, we drove off to 7/11 near caltex to catch up for the 6:15 meet up. When I arrived, I saw the rest of the crew and entered. Luckily, I wasn't late. So I put down my bag, rushed to the food corner, and bought breakfast. But wasn't able to finish what I bought, for it tasted like sh*t. Sheez! What a waste of money! Then, after, I saw the shirt we designed and got mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 6:40, we are still not complete. And since we're running late, we decided to pick up Ate Greycie in their home.. and so we did. Then, we also picked up Kevin and Aileen at Jollibee. There, I got another chance of eating a decent breakfast, 'coz I wasn't THAT satisfied with what I ate in 7/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some drive and sing-a-long, we arrived at the venue-- LATE, an hour late. Nothing new. We still hold the record of being late in every event that we attend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we grabbed our seats, listened to the looooong talk, and controlled our grumbling stomachs due to extreme hunger. Well, that didn't include me, for I ate a heavy breakfast in Jollibee. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch's over, here comes the start of the IE quiz! Yeay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're asking if I competed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I did not compete. I'm just excited for them. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bakit ba?&lt;/span&gt; haha. I'm only there to support my IE family and to cheer to the best of my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easy round started out shaky, but we managed to straighten things up, earning a score of 40 points. Not bad. ;) Though we're really pissed about the rejection of one of our answers just because the final answer wasn't boxed out. Not to mention, the acceptance of other answers close to the right answer (but not exact) in another question, when it was ONLY our team who got exact value. We should've scored 50 points. tss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the average round, luck left us. It was a series of unfortunate events that followed. We were not able to use our alternates, when they were the ones who know the right answers to the questions in the average round. *sigh*. regrets. regrets. Because of that, we were not able to qualify for the difficult round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't ruined our day. There's still "talentadong IE" for us to win. haha. Just before they called our very own "talentadong IE's", a raffle was drawn. I was a bit surprised when my number got called. haha. It was my very first time to ever win a raffle and I'm still in shock up to now. :) I won a PIIE tumbler. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQETwY-cB8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tZ85wAzUsQ4/s1600/21112010814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQETwY-cB8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tZ85wAzUsQ4/s400/21112010814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548737937956145090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after the draw, the contest started. I was very entertained with the host of that part of the program. Bubbles was really funny. I almost cried laughing. He was a real Jester. haha. Here's a photo of him with THE Super JunJun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQERo4fFfPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sQnkezihgpA/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQERo4fFfPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sQnkezihgpA/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548735609952369906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;(pic c/o Super JunJun)&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 3rd contestant, it was our IE-girl's turn to shine. They danced very well and managed to pull it all off. Though there were some unnoticeable mistakes. Too bad Bubbles saw it. haha. But all in all, it was splendid! Good job, girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the next performer, we decided to leave. We didn't get to hear about who won, but we were able to get our last picture right before leaving. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Syempre&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQzTJyOaXSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JcCsQvnDJUI/s1600/piie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQzTJyOaXSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JcCsQvnDJUI/s400/piie1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552044605695483170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, on our way back, we had a lil sing-a-long and tons of laughing. I super duper enjoyed every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I can't wait for the next PIIE. It's our turn to study for the next bee. I'm soooooo excited and nervous at the same time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, guys! My day started and ended out GREAT. Thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 IE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and I'm proud to be one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIMO LASALLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-7608052937296520849?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/7608052937296520849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=7608052937296520849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7608052937296520849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7608052937296520849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-piie-congress.html' title='1st PIIE Congress'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TQEYL2AG37I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DBrZ7LS_pZc/s72-c/35625_181383478539496_100000035366514_631505_3053599_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-8782608367987536339</id><published>2010-11-14T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T06:33:41.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Essay About ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INTROSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Who Am I and Why Am I the Way I Am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just an average guy with simple wants and needs. I enjoy having a quiet time ‘coz it makes me feel peaceful and relaxed. The talkative side of me only comes out when I know the person I’m talking to very well. I’m also not an outgoing person. I usually spend all of my time at home net surfing, watching TV, listening to music, or studying. But when close friends ask me out, I do go out with them, especially if we are in a group, because I love group pictures. I hate seeing group pictures of my friends without, me, being there. I feel jealous. haha.  I love food and I’m also not a sporty person, which you can already tell by just looking at me. I find difficulties in breathing when I get very tired. That’s why I hate sports, but not all. I play badminton, volleyball, and chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love nature. I find sight-seeing very entertaining. It’s very refreshing in the eye. I’m an animal lover too. I had many pets way back like dogs, rabbits, birds, fishes, guinea pigs, and chickens. Though I’m an animal lover, I hate reptiles and amphibians. Frogs and snakes give me the creeps. I really hate ‘em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When it comes to academics, I enjoy math, english, and drawing. These subjects became my basis of what course to take in college. In my high school years, I’m very active when it comes to extracurricular activities. I joined almost every orgs present. I became a member of the student body, a member of the school choir, and even took hard military training during our CAT1. I also participate in every quiz bees, though I only won once. I was a consistent honor student from kindergarten up to 4th year high school. On the other hand, in college, I only joined the orgs, Rotaract and Tinig ng Lasalyano, because I know that Engineering is a tough course and because I want a good balance between my studies and extracurriculars. Luckily, I became successful in maintaining the equilibrium between the two. I even managed to make it on the dean’s list, though it was short-lived. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Even though I consider my studies as my priority, I always make sure that I also have time for myself. During free time, I play computer games, watch movies, play with friends, and go out with the barkada. I have a social life too you know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; None of these would have happened if it weren’t for my Family who took care of me and mold my being as a kid up to now, my Friends who served as my confidant and taught me how to have a social life, and my Teachers who fed me with knowledge which will be beneficial to whatever career I may take in the near future. I Am ME because of them and I am thankful for that. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-8782608367987536339?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/8782608367987536339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=8782608367987536339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8782608367987536339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8782608367987536339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/11/short-essay-about-me.html' title='A Short Essay About ME'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-3232915776532579440</id><published>2010-11-13T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:07:02.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIMO! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TN-E8z7BaOI/AAAAAAAAADs/eme6wc-glxA/s1600/introso%2Btarp%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TN-E8z7BaOI/AAAAAAAAADs/eme6wc-glxA/s400/introso%2Btarp%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539292246953781474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt; Picture c/o Ms. Sarah Jane Selorio &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Just being a PROUD LASALLIAN. ;)&lt;br /&gt;click the picture for a closer look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-3232915776532579440?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/3232915776532579440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=3232915776532579440' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/3232915776532579440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/3232915776532579440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/11/animo.html' title='ANIMO! ;)'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TN-E8z7BaOI/AAAAAAAAADs/eme6wc-glxA/s72-c/introso%2Btarp%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-3081817300484583783</id><published>2010-08-24T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T20:38:29.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='envieng reflection paper'/><title type='text'>Lights, Camera, Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/THnPdiL75xI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9Prw8sCwb7Y/s1600/DVD+COVER2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/THnPdiL75xI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9Prw8sCwb7Y/s320/DVD+COVER2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510663725364537106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'t was a fun experience to work with friends in a video production. Not only that we had fun delivering lines and internalizing our characters, it also helped us to become much closer to each other. Every ideas were heard… and through our brainstorming and collaboration of thoughts that we were able to come up with a good story line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we still encountered a few problems along the way, like raining during our shoot where we had to cancel it and continue it the next day. Aww. The most heart-breaking problem of all that we encountered was the time we finished the last scene. It still rained during that day, but since it is the last scene, we still pushed through and managed to pull it all off. Hurrah! The bad news struck us the next day. The CD we used was corrupted and all the videos of the final scene were deleted.  I guess we celebrated too early. But that didn’t stop us from getting our hopes up. We’re planning to have a retake once we found a common schedule where all of us are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really looking forward for the final output, for I haven’t seen the part I was in yet. I'm excited, but at the same time nervous.  haha. I wonder if my acting went well. I don’t want to embarrass myself too much. To sum it all up, I had a great time. I had fun… BIGTIME! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-3081817300484583783?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/3081817300484583783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=3081817300484583783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/3081817300484583783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/3081817300484583783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/08/lights-camera-action.html' title='Lights, Camera, Action!'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/THnPdiL75xI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9Prw8sCwb7Y/s72-c/DVD+COVER2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1611143063832762297</id><published>2010-07-07T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:30:36.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted</title><content type='html'>I do not fancy Poetry, but oftentimes I wish I could write as good as Shakespeare. I wish that I could write in the same manner as his. Deep and hard to interpret. By doing so, I could express my feelings in a deeper way. A way only few can decipher. Because at times, when my feelings are overpowering me and have no one to talk to, I pour out all my emotions to Blogging. And sometimes, these thoughts are too personal that I can't share and is better left unwritten. I don't even know why I even bothered to write this silly blog of mine. Stressed? Depressed? Disappointed? I really have no idea. I wish I knew. But one thing's for sure: IM NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well. Enough said. I still need to study for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two exams done. One more to go... and I'm sooo looking forward to the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me, God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1611143063832762297?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1611143063832762297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1611143063832762297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1611143063832762297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1611143063832762297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/07/wasted.html' title='Wasted'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-9072978669149008453</id><published>2010-04-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T01:37:10.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Reflection</title><content type='html'>It's been &lt;s&gt;YEARS&lt;/s&gt; since I last updated my blogspot account, and it feels good to be back! :) There are many things that happened to me these past few days, weeks, or even months that I really wanted to write about, but I just couldn't compose my thoughts. Maybe because of the stress that some of my subjects is bringing me, like Rizal and Dynamics to name a few. I so wanna end this term ASAP to finally get through this bulk requirements! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"....But even if I’m faced with millions of problems, there isn’t a problem that I couldn’t solve with the help of friends, love ones, and God. I know that even through the hardest times, they are with me. So why kill myself if I know that many people wouldn’t want that? I mean, why kill yourself when you are filled with hundreds or billions of reasons to live? It’s just a matter of finding happiness in small things and packages that will give you the inspiration to live your life to the fullest and not think about suicide. It’s good to keep in mind that having a long life will allow you to explore life’s beauty further."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. No. I'm not thinking of committing suicide. Those were lines coming from my reflection paper for relstri, regarding my stand for suicide. It is truly such a wonderful accomplishment, knowing this essay made sense (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;well, for me&lt;/span&gt;)! hahaha. I hope that I could make another essay like this, an essay that is not redundant and actually has meaning. But I really hope that stress wouldn't be &lt;s&gt;my inspiration&lt;/s&gt; next time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. I dont really have much time now, for I still have some HW to finish (yea! another stress). haha.. 'til then! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-9072978669149008453?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/9072978669149008453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=9072978669149008453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/9072978669149008453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/9072978669149008453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-reflection.html' title='Just A Reflection'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-8431327190295185827</id><published>2010-01-25T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:27:51.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Now A Year Older..</title><content type='html'>It is my last birthday as a teen and it turned out to be better than I've expected. I'm really thankful for having been surrounded by wonderful people in my life. Thanks to those who greeted me in advance, those who greeted me today, and those who will greet me in the upcoming days. Again, I THANK YOU. :) Thanks to my super college friends who joined me last saturday to celebrate my pre-birthday party. Thanks for the pizza, for the shirt, and for the mini-shirt you gave me..  'twas nice to have sweet friends like you. So here I am, sending my Super Thanks to Super Friends like you and giving each one of you my Super Hug.. ;) Also, thank you to my high school friends who never failed to remember one of the most important event in my life. Thanks for remembering. I'm really looking forward to see yah guys soon. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:15px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grazie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:15px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;merci..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:15px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gracias..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:48px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:15px;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TO ALL OF YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:15px;"  &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-8431327190295185827?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/8431327190295185827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=8431327190295185827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8431327190295185827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8431327190295185827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-now-year-older.html' title='I&apos;m Now A Year Older..'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1039264183249749935</id><published>2010-01-03T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T07:26:26.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Unexpected Trip I've Had</title><content type='html'>Alas! We were reunited once more to celebrate our post-christmas party together. As expected, everything didn't go on time. haha. Meeting was 11am, and yet we arrived in the venue at 12. That's so Filipino time! lol. Im always punctual and, as much as possible, try not to be late.... but we still had to buy some food for our share, that's why it took long for us to arrive at our venue. That's seems forgivable enough, right?. *wink*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon arrival, we suddenly decided to go to Tagaytay. I really don't know how it all started, it just came out of the blue... but before leaving for our second destination, we did some munching first. then after eating, we've waited for the rest of the group, who still is not there.. Should I say "the late ones"? lmao. Then after the completion, it's "Hello, Tagaytay!" for us. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lil traffic along the way, but still, I didn't feel it. 'coz I love long trips! especially when I'm with my friends. With enough food and enough chat, Im pretty sure that I can survive trips no matter how long and how far. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..then after two hours or so, we arrived at our second destination, but we did not know what to do. haha. *nice planning, guys!*. What we did was: some strolling and some sight seeing, and burr was  it freezing out there! haha.. The strolling, suddenly became hiking after encountering some stairs, LONG stairs. waaah. I hate it! After reaching the top, I bought some C2 (a liter) and almost finished all of it just to quench my thirst, then we proceeded to the van to do some munching-- again. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, suddenly, we decided to go to paseo... and so we did! haha. We bought some souvenirs first before actually leaving tagaytay. I bought a shirt due to the long hike that made me sweat like hell! eff! haha.. going to paseo, we didn't encounter congestion in the traffic. We had some "jamming" on the way, and in a blink of an eye, we're already there. haha. We met up in starbucks, then bought some frap. Accidentally, a friend of mine spilled a frap to another friend of mine. rofl. No worries! No fight had happened. Everything's good. haha. Then after some chat at SB, again, they planned to go back to our first venue (alyssa's place). Then, there we go! haha.. We did some munching and a couple of drinks, then decided to go to our own houses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/S0CQQwO6-jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fHRr8_8nVOw/s320/02012010175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422492568853871154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. to sum up. THAT, i can say, is the most unexpected trip that I've had. Everything were unplanned, but we still managed to pull it through. Im happy to have met real friends like them. Around them, everything's natural. We can be ourselves without any pretensions. That's what I like about it. and Im thankful for having them as my batchmates and friends. LOVE YOU, GUYS! (that's coming from a guy who says I LOVE YOU rarely)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, thankyou for the wonderful experience. Im very much excited for our next get-together (BAGUIO!) wuhoo.. see ya there! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1039264183249749935?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1039264183249749935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1039264183249749935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1039264183249749935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1039264183249749935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-unexpected-trip-ive-had.html' title='The Most Unexpected Trip I&apos;ve Had'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/S0CQQwO6-jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fHRr8_8nVOw/s72-c/02012010175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-1687950381252113561</id><published>2009-12-26T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T03:57:40.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SzX6CnWrdcI/AAAAAAAAACs/z0cwoi1_9Oo/s1600-h/christmas_bells.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SzX6CnWrdcI/AAAAAAAAACs/z0cwoi1_9Oo/s200/christmas_bells.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419512649441048002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing: &lt;blockquote&gt;"It's the most wonderful time of the year.."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yes! I have to agree with that :)&lt;div&gt;Eventhough everything's a bit different now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some things that changed---and that I've been MISSing .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I miss writing my Christmas wishlist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I miss Santa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I miss Caroling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I miss the thrill of opening gifts and getting money from Godparents, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I miss EVERYTHING about my youth! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, still, Im happy that something's never changed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the fact:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that everyone's at peace during Christmas season, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that everybody's still sharing their blessings to everyone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that I still get greetings from relatives and friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that we still have our family get-togethers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and that we still have food on the table(and in the fridge)! haha ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I thank Jesus for that. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Merry Christmas, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...it's never too late to send my warmest christmas greetings :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope that everyday would be Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheers to Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-1687950381252113561?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/1687950381252113561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=1687950381252113561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1687950381252113561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/1687950381252113561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='The Joy of Christmas'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SzX6CnWrdcI/AAAAAAAAACs/z0cwoi1_9Oo/s72-c/christmas_bells.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-3979182115921207291</id><published>2009-11-28T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:32:15.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la-di-dum.. ♬</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While I was browsing for some videos on youtube, I happen to come across some interesting song covers of different people. They were so good that I can't stop singing, and singing, and singing. haha..  So what I did was: opened my GarageBand, looked for some minus one, and made myself a song cover. It was around 2 am then, but "The Heck I Care". I can't sleep! So it's better to do something, than do nothing. Right? haha. After some recording, I paused for a moment and have some second thoughts about posting it in my Facebook, but after a few moments of thinking, I've decided to post it in my Imeem account instead, so that only selected people can hear it. 'coz I don't have the guts to show it to other people ;). Given time, Im sure that I can overcome that "shyness". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SxITeh423PI/AAAAAAAAACU/0metsHtRwgc/s200/music.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409407517639236850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;until now, I'm still thinking on whether to post some more song covers.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.....but we'll see, or should I say HEAR? lol.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-3979182115921207291?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/3979182115921207291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=3979182115921207291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/3979182115921207291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/3979182115921207291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-di-dum.html' title='la-di-dum.. ♬'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SxITeh423PI/AAAAAAAAACU/0metsHtRwgc/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-741694899447003552</id><published>2009-11-16T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:34:44.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi Ako Si Superman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my... Let this week end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lab Reports, Graded Exercises, and Exams! waaah.. Stop the torture please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week has been fun. Who wouldn't enjoy tree planting and malling with friends? I had a good quality time with them, but will this week be as much fun as the past week? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hopefully, I can accomplish all these requirements with ease. *crossing fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But although I'm faced with many academic burdens this week, I minimally feel the load. Maybe because I have my own stress reliever-- my new crush/es. haha ;) By just looking at them makes my burden go away. I can say that secretly liking someone is very thrilling. You can like them without making 'em feel awkward about you. What's challenging there is that you mustn't get caught looking at them or else they might figure it out. buking! haha. Isn't it fun and exciting? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SwEpDM4VCsI/AAAAAAAAACM/-N7vf_vwZMQ/s200/binoculars.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404646162795137730" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aminin niyo, masarap talagang sumilay sa crush.. dba? haha&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-741694899447003552?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/741694899447003552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=741694899447003552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/741694899447003552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/741694899447003552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/11/hindi-ako-si-superman.html' title='Hindi Ako Si Superman!'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SwEpDM4VCsI/AAAAAAAAACM/-N7vf_vwZMQ/s72-c/binoculars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-4752171842805206008</id><published>2009-10-26T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:25:24.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking About Trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shoot! I've spent P2500 for some crappy DS game. *argh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SuWdX20OuRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aZR0BT5ZiZg/s200/hvm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396892761650542866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I bought a DS game called Harvest Moon: Frantic Farming. Excited like any other kids who have their new toys. Before going home, I can't stop thinking about playing the game, hoping that it's as enjoyable as the other Harvest Moon games that i've played before. But when I arrived home and tried to check out the game, with my dismay, I noticed that this harvest moon game is more on puzzles, not more on farming. What sucks there is that IT IS BORING! and it sucks more knowing that I wasted my OWN money for this game. *argh*. If only I can refund my money, which I saved for a very long time. tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Im back saving up for my dream dog, which costs more or less 25k, and I'm 23k short! haha. Yeah! I'm saving up for myself, since my mom won't let me have another dog 'coz we already have one. But Im hardheaded and I really want my own Siberian Husky (or ChowChow), that's why I'll do anything to get it! Even if it means starving myself! haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-4752171842805206008?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/4752171842805206008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=4752171842805206008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/4752171842805206008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/4752171842805206008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-about-trash.html' title='Talking About Trash'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SuWdX20OuRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aZR0BT5ZiZg/s72-c/hvm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-5371839637710894267</id><published>2009-10-16T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:41:44.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad It's Over! More surfing hours! Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Whew! EXHAUSTING!-- word that suits this week's description! Due to the fact that I'd too many midterm exams. But, I'm glad Im through with that! haha.. Now, I can sleep sound and find the relaxation that I've been longing for this week. Although one thing is still bothering me-- and that is our CheMystery Trivia in Genchem. Where exactly in the hell can we find DRY ICE? We really want that experiment badly, but it's too difficult to find it. And, now, we're stuck with the Bouncing Bubble Experiment. *sigh*. Actually, it's kinda cool, but what's holding me back is because it's a lil bit tricky, as mentioned by our prof. That means: We have to take chances. waaah. Hopefully, it'll turn out fine or else I'll die! haha. Exaggerated much? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enough about school. I should relax now. It's weekend! It means more time for net surfing! yay! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Speaking of Internet, last week, I bought my own tattoo mobile broadband kit and I've been testing it out these past few days. As of now, I don't have any problems with it. Infact, I like it. It's good to have internet connection whenever and wherever I go. In that way, I won't miss netsurfing when Im on my way to somewhere. haha. It's quite handy for long trips and out-of-towns. Plus, when Im at home, it's faster than our DSL (since our neighbor has Globe Broadband, and tattoo get signals from it *wink*), which made me think of switching our internet connection. What do you think has the best Internet Service? Smart Bro? Globe? Sky? PLDT? Digitel? Please tell me what you think.. :) thankyou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-5371839637710894267?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/5371839637710894267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=5371839637710894267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/5371839637710894267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/5371839637710894267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/10/glad-its-over-more-surfing-hours-yay.html' title='Glad It&apos;s Over! More surfing hours! Yay!'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-7588884925334806267</id><published>2009-09-30T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T03:59:16.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces Don't Fit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How tragic it is to be overrun by storms this week. Now, we're still in the process of recovering from the disaster made by Ondoy, and yet another storm will soon enter (but i dunno when). *sigh*. I feel for the people who has been badly affected by the storm. ----- I know... 't is SAD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know the feeling. I've been hit with a Storm. A different kind of storm. A painful one. I never thought that this would affect me this much. It's just that.... It's not like me. Im always happy, but this week...... just made me plain sad. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SsSkcJKUyeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/w5dVM0Ipo44/s200/breaking-up.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387611857644472802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yes. I said, I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. It's good to see you happy now. Just gimme a week or so to clean up the debris you've caused, to put back the remaining bits of me, and to recover. Maybe by that time, I'll be OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You said, you want us to be friends... and, again, I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Im OK with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, but Is it possible to become friends with someone who've just shattered you into pieces? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well.. Maybe "yes", but there's still a little tinge of awkwardness--- and THAT's what Im feeling now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Awkward&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But I still feel something else besides Awkwardness. A feeling that is a bit hard to explain. I just cant seem to find an adjective to use, Soooo how about a song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I've been twisting and turning in a space that's too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I've been drawing the line and watching it fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You've been closing me in, closing the space in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, I cant explain why it's not enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'cause i gave it all to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And if you leave me now, oh, just leave me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's the better thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's time to surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's been too long pretending. There's no use in trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;when the pieces don't fit anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;..Pieces don't fit anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What a good way to end this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits to James Morrison for the song and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oneforthetable.com for the pic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That's all for now. See yah! n_n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-7588884925334806267?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/7588884925334806267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=7588884925334806267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7588884925334806267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/7588884925334806267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/09/pieces-dont-fit.html' title='Pieces Don&apos;t Fit..'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/SsSkcJKUyeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/w5dVM0Ipo44/s72-c/breaking-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-5034735290189462430</id><published>2009-09-18T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:26:54.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAW: What A Week..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realized that my schedule for this term is soooo dull. I've too many breaks, but no friends to spend time with, 'coz they all have class. All I can do is to Sit and Wait (or Eat! lol), not to mention that I have to do this routine two times a week. argh! sucky schedule! I should have added litform. Regrets, regrets.. sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;moving on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last monday, I wasn't able to go to the doctor to have my stitches removed 'coz I have Genchem class during Mondays @ 10:10am; and the doctor's clinic time is @ 9:00am.  That's why I've decided to have it removed on Wednesday, coz my class starts @ 11:20am, so I will not have problems of getting late. But, unexpectedly, after the stitches were removed, a few hours later, I started to gain temperature. Yeah! Mr. Fever came for a visit, together with his friend Mr. Headache. I was feverish when I went to school for my two lab classes, comlab2 and genchemlab. I was literally chillin' inside e-LabA during comlab, so I did not concentrated well on solving the exercise. Luckily, I made my program running and, hopefully, it is efficient enough for our professor. lol. EFFICIENCY! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After the exercise, I was still chillin' and head's still aching, so I went to look for a vacant room for me to sleep in. 'coz Genchem starts @ 3pm and 'twas only 1pm then.... and so I rested, got my iPod, and set its alarm 30 minutes before my class (2:30). I didn't really slept. I just rested my eyes and head. After few minutes, the Chills were gone, but the headache is still killin' me. gaaah! I went to genchem lab, with a headache. No choice but to do the experiment while my head is still aching. The good thing is that we're in group, so I didn't work alone. We managed to finish early and so we got home early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When, I arrived home, I remembered that we have a printing homework for chemlec the next day and so I did some printing first before I can fully rest myself. After the printing----RELAXATION! whew! such a nice word to hear! finally! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to sum up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That, I can say, is the MOST tiring and painful day ever. lol. really! But I was brave enough to handle it. *wink* haha. I just hope that it'll not happen to me again. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's all for this week! See yah next time. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-5034735290189462430?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/5034735290189462430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=5034735290189462430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/5034735290189462430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/5034735290189462430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-want.html' title='WAW: What A Week..'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-645806869966564188</id><published>2009-09-07T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:55:21.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing back the spirit of blogging..</title><content type='html'>I've decided to revive my blogger account with random thoughts. You'll be seeing my blogs(again?) from now on. 'yea. I got bored with multiply, so i've made a come-back here. haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day ago, I had my very first surgery. I was very edgy before the operation and yet I tried my best to stay calm. The moment I entered the operating room, I felt the butterflies in my stomach, as if they were trying to fly out. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i lie down the bed, they immediately started the operation. It was not that painful, but I can feel the sting of the needles. After that, I no longer feel a thing--- numb. The operation turned out to be painless, but it's aftermath is painful, yet tolerable. I was like a robot that day. Stiff. Have difficulty in moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, it seems that I'm fine and already recovering, but the doctor asked me to come back tomorrow(sept.9) and on Monday. The problem is: It's the start of the second trimester and classes will already resume. That means I have classes. *argh*. I don't want to skip class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-645806869966564188?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/645806869966564188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=645806869966564188' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/645806869966564188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/645806869966564188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2009/09/bringing-back-spirit-of-blogging.html' title='Bringing back the spirit of blogging..'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-6315462409010300286</id><published>2008-07-22T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:30:28.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, "Facetowel Boy"...</title><content type='html'>I can say that face towels are very significant to me, way back.&lt;br /&gt;I had 'em since grade 1 and it's difficult for me to break the habit of bringing it everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But come to think of it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey! Im in college now!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not a baby anymore, so there's no need for those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--So I've decided to say goodbye bimpo and say hello hanky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im now bringing hankies instead of towels. Im sure that my highschool classmates will be shocked when they see me with a hanky 'coz they are all used in calling me "Facetowel Boy", codenamed by our english teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got that alias coz everytime I answer his questions during class recitations, I always murmur the words and hide my face behind my beloved towel right after answering. LOL.[baka kasi mali sagot eh] =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and that's how it all started. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'la lang... shinare ko lng. n_n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i-congratulate nio nmn ako! DI NA KO BATA! yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-6315462409010300286?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/6315462409010300286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=6315462409010300286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/6315462409010300286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/6315462409010300286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2008/07/farewell-facetowel-boy.html' title='Farewell, &quot;Facetowel Boy&quot;...'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-8661507281507062218</id><published>2008-05-26T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T03:41:32.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding ways to beat the college blues...</title><content type='html'>hayy... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not used to my new environment yet. I miss Panorama! &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;d'yan na lang sana ulit ako.. huhu..&lt;/em&gt; It's a good thing that there's neo.. '&lt;em&gt;di ko cguro alam ang gagawin ko kung wala akong kakilala dun.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So far, so good when it comes to my subject--- except Compro(computer programming)!... There are many hearsays spreading in our campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;em&gt;sabe nila, mahirap daw ung subject na un.. Eh BS CoE pa'man din course ko.. kaya tuloy lalo akong kinakabahan.. sana kayanin ko..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm done with my first week. 13 weeks to go 'til the term ends. I'm wishing and hoping that I'll pass all my subj 'coz i don't wanna be an irregular student. Infact, I want my name to be listed on the dean's list! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;em&gt;asa nmn! hehe.. mangarap ba?)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana... sana nga.. haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To all my co-freshies, &lt;em&gt;kaya nio yan! kaya ntin to&lt;/em&gt;.. haha... think positive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some tips to help you beat the college blues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Familiarize yourself to your new environment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hide pictures and other mementos that make you homesick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet new friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And lastly, keep an open mind. It can help you a lot. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those are my four tips. It's up to you if you wish to follow or not. But trust me. It helps! hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well... that's it for today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visit my blog often for updates... thanks.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-8661507281507062218?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/8661507281507062218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=8661507281507062218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8661507281507062218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/8661507281507062218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2008/05/finding-ways-to-beat-college-blues.html' title='Finding ways to beat the college blues...'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513878109005036621.post-566813191370509676</id><published>2008-04-08T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:38:29.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Highschool VS College</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I miss my high school days. I'm gonna enter college soon. *kinakabahan na 'ko*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I miss my old friends. I wish I could see the same faces when I enter college, but I guess this is just a dream.. I know that we're gonna part and go our separate ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate this melancholic feeling! *err* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but it helps to reminisce for awhile. it eases the nostalgia. but every time I reminisce, I cant avoid to get sad. I really miss them. I miss how our voices roar in the campus(those laughters that shroud the room).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*yearning* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS ALL OF YOU. hehe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[4th yr- PYTHAGORAS 07-08]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, guys--- for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I in "senti mode"? I'm not going to die yet!&lt;br /&gt;I must learn how to live on my own--- without them(though it'll be hard).&lt;br /&gt;I must get used to new faces, new campus, and a new environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should end this Blog and save the words for my future posts. hehe&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed reading my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yah soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...COLLEGE, here I come!! n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513878109005036621-566813191370509676?l=lightningedge25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/feeds/566813191370509676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513878109005036621&amp;postID=566813191370509676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/566813191370509676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513878109005036621/posts/default/566813191370509676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightningedge25.blogspot.com/2008/04/melancholic-feeling.html' title='Highschool VS College'/><author><name>lightningedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17677314889473629743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ22wWvkUFw/TH5MuZl-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/mgQW_iqyyK0/S220/21072010105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
