<?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-20092153</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:12:59.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..::C'mon, c'mon, we'll tell the world about You::..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-116668034607266618</id><published>2006-12-21T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:52:26.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burloloy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7743/2001/1600/540170/DSC00084.psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 172px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7743/2001/320/857801/DSC00084.psd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ita ninyo 'yang na sa taas? Hindi na siguro bago sa paningin ang mga bracelet na may katagang "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WWJD&lt;/span&gt;". Alam na ng lahat (maliban na lang kung nakatira ka sa ilalim ng bato), na ang apat na letrang 'yan ay nangangahulugang "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Would Jesus Do&lt;/span&gt;".  Kaya medyo kakaiba  'yung itsura niya, kasi bigay 'yan sa 'kin. Hand-made. O di ba, saan ka pa, ang galing. Tsaka cute no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    Lagi ko 'tong sinusuot. Araw-araw. Pero alam ko naman na wala naman itong kamandag na naidudulot. Kapag suot ko 'toy hindi naman ako nagkakaroon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ng kapangyarihang maglakad sa tubig o magparami ng tinapay (pero kapag may nakita kang ganoon, sabihin mo sakin, ha?hehehe). Hindi rin naman ako bigla na lang bumabait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ano 'to, sagradong anting-anting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;insan malaki ang naitutulong nito bilang alaala. What would Jesus do nga naman.  Malay natin, baka nga sa isang araw ay 'tong "JD" pa ang makapagligtas sa akin (o sa kaaway ko) mula sa madugong sapakan. Pero inaamin ko rin na hindi naman ako tumitingin-tingin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dito na kumbaga ito'y relos, o kaya'y parang Power Ranger na bigla na lang sisigaw "It's JD time!". Siguro nga, kaya ko 'to laging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;sinasabit ay para mapakita ko ang aking pagka-Kristyano. Para may "Christian stuff" naman akong suot-suot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    'Yun din siguro ang iniisip ng mga iba pang Kristyanong inaaraw-araw ang pagsuot ng WWJD, pagsabit ng kwintas na hugis krus o isda sa leeg, o pagsuot ng mga "Godly T-shirts" galing sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wisdom Corner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fig Tree&lt;/span&gt;. At walang masama doon! Go, 'wag ka mahiyang maging Christian! Testify for the Lord! "I'm a Jesus Freak!" .. Pero, ako rin mismo, ay madalas nakalilimot na ang kaugaliang ito ay may kasamang matinding responsibilidad.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    At pinaalala 'yun sa akin ni Lord kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pauwi ako galing sa SM pagkatapos ng Yearbook Com.  meeting sa Repro kahapon. Medyo traffic sa may intersection ng North Ave. at Mindanao, kaya nakahinto 'yung Jeep. Hindi ko alam kung bakit nagulat pa ako nang biglang may batang sumampa sa may papasok, na sabay ang pagkanta ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Sa may bahay ang aming bati.. Merry Christmas...&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Walang pumapansin sa kanya. Sa kaloob-looban ko, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bata, sana umalis ka na lang.. o sana umandar na lang 'yung jeep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala akong barya.. Labag din sa batas ang maglimos at magpalimos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa may bahay naman pala 'yung bati mo e. Doon ka na lang sa bahay bumati. Jeep 'to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walang magbibigay sa 'yo rito&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ang pag-ibig ang siyang naghari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;        araw-araw ay magiging pasko lagi.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wala pa rin. Paano ba naman kasi, mahirap magpalimos. Malay mo ba kung saan napupunta 'yung pera na 'yun, baka sa sindikato lang. O baka naman kung bigyan mo, pagkaguluhan lang, gaya ng nakwento sa akin ng nanay ko dati. Namigay sila ng mga lata ng gatas sa mga batang-lansangan, tapos pinagkaguluhan. Riot. Para daw sa kapatid nila. Lahat sila may kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ang sakit pa ring tignan. Nakakaawa 'yung bata. Pero parang walang nakakakita sa kanya. Dedma..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sana talaga umandar na lang yung jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Tapos 'yung katabi ko nag-abot ng barya. Sabay andar ng jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Para akong nadurog. Tapos tinago ko 'yung kamay ko. Pakiramdam ko kasi, lahat ng tao sa jeep nakikita 'yung suot-suot kong bracelet na WWJD. 'Yun ang pinaka-una kong beses na ikinahiya kong may suot akong JD.. Wala kasi akong nagawa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Ang dami kong palusot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Totoo nga, mahirap talaga. Pero sa mga ganoong pagkakataon, hindi ka maliligtas ng kasabihang "it's the thought that counts..".. Sa ganoong sitwasyon, either binabagabag ka na ng konsensya mo o hindi mo iniisip at all. E kung si Jesus nga ba talaga 'yung nakasakay sa jeep pauwi, ano 'yung gagawin Niya?!? Sinasabi nating Kristyano tayo, pero may nagagawa ba tayong pagbabago sa ating paligid? Minsan, 'yung pagka-Kristyano nagiging burloloy lang na tinatanggal kapag naliligo tapos sinusuot ulit.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Lord.. Patawad po..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-116668034607266618?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/116668034607266618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=116668034607266618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/116668034607266618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/116668034607266618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/12/burloloy.html' title='Burloloy'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-116610821522558291</id><published>2006-12-14T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:43:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise, Politics, Happy Feet at *ahem*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Susulitin ko na ang pagbblog, mahaba kasi ang araw ko.. Subra-subra. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;New Routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Ayan. Kakaiba ang simula ng araw ko ngayon. At sasadyain ko nang maging ganito ang simula ng araw ko para sa buong bakasyon. Imbis na gising, kain tapos tulog ulit, naging gising, tapos exercise! Gwahahahahaha.. Noong una sinubukan kong mag-trampoline, kasi 'yun din ang ginagawa ng parents ko.. Pero hindi ako napagod. Tapos na-conscious din ako dahil nakikita ako ng guard ng kapitbahay namin sa labas.. Kaya umakyat ako ng kwarto at ito ang naging aking solusyon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7743/2001/1600/spartan-mini-stepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7743/2001/320/719709/spartan-mini-stepper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GAHAHAHAHA!!! Sige Andrew, do the moves.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    So ayun.. I've decided to be a little more "health conscious" kuno this break. Lakas ko na kasi kumain. Tapos sumisikip na 'yung mga iba kong pantalon. O ano kala ninyo problema lang ng babae 'yun ano? Buti sana kung nabibitin lang 'yung pantalon e, kaso sumisikip lang. Go Stepper!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Pero may maganda din naman akong napala kanina, kasi nanonood ng morning news program habang nag-eexercise. Nakita ko 'yung interview ni Customs Commissioner Morales tungkol sa recent cases ng rampant pork smuggling. Turns out they were able to confiscate 32-M pesos worth of banned frozen pork. But the story doesn't end there. The point of controversy is that most people belive the Bureau's officials themselves may be the ones behind all the smuggling and illegal activity. The Bureau of Customs is indeed quite notorious for being a favorite among those who are desperately trying to get a position in the government, so I've heard. Madali raw kasing yumaman, kahit na sa kaila-ilaliman ka pa ng structural heirarchy nila. Bakit kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I was enraged when the Comissioner was completely caught off-guard and desperately trying to change the topic when asked a certain question. He spoke a lot of words but never answered the question directly.&lt;br /&gt;The question was: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you were to undergo the lifestyle check today, do you think you would succeed in passing their rating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alam mo, wala naman talagang rating na binibigay 'yung lifestyle check na 'yan e. Itetest ka nila, tapos kung may makita silang hindi maganda ay magfifile sila ng report sa Ombudsman. Nakapag lifestyle check na ako dati, at wala namang nareport tungkol sa akin. Hindi na trabaho ng Customs iyan, hiyaan mo na sila&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aaaaaah. Okey. Sige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And yet earlier he was able to recount in detail how they were able to apprehend a nine-year-old street child who was able to climb through a window to steal some food items from the Customs Office itself. Isn't that ironic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On to lighter things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Hayy, o sige magkkwento naman ako ng masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pumunta kami sa school fair nina Dixie kanina!!! Ohyeah. Second time naming bumisita sa Holy Family. Third pala, kung icocount 'yung isang beses na dumalaw kami nina Andrew at Shayne (kahit hindi kami pinapasok).  Pero pansin ko lang ah, everytime  na makakapasok ako sa school na 'yun, kasama ko si Virgil! So ayun, todo bonding-bonding kami ni Virgil. Met new friends, 'yung mga kaklase ni Dix. Tumulong sa pagset-up ng jailbooth. Sumakay ng Octopus (napasigaw nga kami eh, pero sa totoo nililibang lang namin sarili namin).. tapos nung wala na kaming magawa, ayan na nagpahabol na kami sa mga tagahuli nila. Sa totoo, 'yun lang naman talaga pinunta namin doon eh. Para magpahabol. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Paano ba naman, ang saya-saya kasi mag "epic chase". 'Yan na ang term namin. Hehehe.. Parang action movie. May adrenaline rush. Kulang na lang biglang sasabog 'yung trash can tapos tatalon kami sa bintana at mababasag 'yung glass. Masaya siya, lalo na kapag wanted ka na dahil marami ka nang natakasan tapos biglang sampu-sampu na pala 'yung humahabol sa 'yo. Effective pang-exercise. Malupit pa sa Stepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pero 'di nagtagal ay nahuli din ako. Actually naisahan lang ako dahil inaasar ko si Virgil (nakatali na siya isang beses tapos ako naglalakad lang sa tabi niya), pinalibutan ako tapos ayun. E ayaw ko namang makipag-wrestling sa babae, hanggang takbuhan lang ako. So ayun. At ano ang ginawa sa akin? YOU DON"T WANNA KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;Pero dahil hindi ako KJ.. Ganito na lang.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Masarap ang bagoong. Gawa ito sa mga dinurog-durog na maliliit na uri ng hipon. Karaniwang sinasabay ito sa pagkain ng hilaw na mangga, kare-kare, pinakbet, at huwag kayong magulat, binagoongan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ang armpit naman, o kung medyo nadidiriian kayo'y tawagin na lang nating kili-kili, ay natural na bahagi ng katawan ng tao. Hindi pa ako nakakakita ng taong walang kili-kili. Kadalasan kapag sumasapit na sa tamang edad ang isang tao'y nagkakaroon na ito ng kakaibang amoy dulot ng microbyong naninirahan dito. Pero iyan ang silbi ng pagligo at paggamit ng deodorant. Sama mo na rin ang pampaputi. Kaya't hindi naman talaga karumal-dumal ang kili-kili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ngayon, ewan ko ba kung ano ba ang problema ng Math, pero kapag ginawa mong Bagoong + Kili-kili ay magkakaroon ka ng State of Emergency. Dalawang napakanormal na bagay, pero kapag pinagsama'y biglang.. ay basta, gets niyo na 'yun. KADIRI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ang pinakamasaklap sa lahat, pagkatapos nilang gawin 'yung ginawa nilang 'yun, bigla akong nakarinig ng "teka, sinabihan niyo bang pwede siyang magbail?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pero ayun, nakiride na lang ako, tinali 'yung kamay ko sa likod ko nang nakataas tapos pinarada ako sa school nila. Siyempre smile pa rin ako di ba! Sa isip ko "di bale, mas malala ang ginawa kay Lord! WOOHOOO!" Tapos siyempre binabati ko pa lahat ng makasalubong ko. Hindi naman nila ako kilala, at hindi na rin naman nila ako makikita ulit eh! Kahit kailan!!! Hahaha.. Kala niyo ah, por que't sikat na ako diyan bilang Binagoongang-Kili-Kili-Man ay babalik-balikan ko kayo?!?!?! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'M NOT YOUR BABY NO MORE!&lt;/span&gt;".. Hahahaha =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pero di bale, enjoy naman. Salamat nga pala sa accomodations sa booth ninyo Dix. Buti na lang, may dala pa akong T-shirt, kasi noong hapon dumating si Nave tapos nanood kami ng Happy Feet sa The Block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Cute 'yung movie dahil sa mga penguin, pero ang masasabi ko lang ay hindi siya pambata. Maappreciate siguro nila dahil cute nga 'yung mga penguin, pero kung napanood mo na makikita mo it was clearly made to appeal to a more mature audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Profound siya. Marami siyang natatamaang themes. Pero may mga iba lang akong nakita sa mga implied messages sa movie na hindi ko masyadong nagustuhan. Oh yeah, nagagamit ko na Media Filtering skills na natutunan dati sa camp. Pero sa ibang panahon ko na siguro ikkwento, dahil ayaw kong ispoil para sa mga hindi pa nakapanood. Paalala niyo sa akin, promise importante 'yun at gusto ko ring mashare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ayun. Bukas bonding with gradeschool friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At by the way, sana huwag kayong matakot sa akin, nakaligo na ako. May wisik pa ng alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/20092153-116610821522558291?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/116610821522558291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=116610821522558291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/116610821522558291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/116610821522558291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/12/exercise-politics-happy-feet-at-ahem.html' title='Exercise, Politics, Happy Feet at *ahem*'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-116602957184404781</id><published>2006-12-14T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:32:15.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOO HOO, SUBRA SUBRA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pito:&lt;/span&gt; drew, this is it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pito:&lt;/span&gt; matagal ko nang hindi nafefeela ng feeling na 'to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pito:&lt;/span&gt; parang gusto kong magblog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Andrew Torres:&lt;/span&gt; go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(hindi siguro eksaktong ganito dahil nakapatay ang message-archiving ko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..tapos biglang magIIM si Kimer out of nowhere..:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kimer: &lt;/span&gt;E di magblog ka!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Huh??!? Deh joke. nilagay ko sa status message ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*cheneen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    So ayan, heto nanaman ang aking pagbabalik. Naka-dalawa na yata ako noh? Buti naman, buhay pa rin ang tricycle ko. Sabi nga ng iba, "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger". (So mas malakas na pala akong humilik ngayon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Nanghihinayang lang ako, kasi ang dami dami na palang lumipas sa buhay ko nang hindi ko naitatala. Ang tagal ko na kasing hindi nagpaparamdam.. Anu-ano nga ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    naranasan ko nang tumakbo nang malayo-layo along CP Garcia sa ulan para magDOTA. Pero kalimutan na nating binanggit ko 'yun. Past is past; mabilis naman kami tumakbo so hindi kami masyadong nabasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nakalipas na ang ilang class presentations at punta-sa-bahay-ni-ganito-para-magpractice. Hard work, pero pambawai naman ang section-bonding time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dumaan na rin ang Freaky Fair Day at Battle of the Bands nang hindi ko nababalita.. Bass na nga pala ako ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nakaka-ilang sweep-the-floor score na rin ako sa Econ quickie. Pero ayos lang 'yun, we learn from our mistakes di ba? Bale the more mistakes we make... Di nga, seryoso. I &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Naka-experience na rin ako ng CMT meetings at ilang Youth gathering sa Church.. kaso gimmick ay wala pa yata ni-isa, mula pa noong nakaalis si Jillion :( uhuhuhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nasurvive na rin namin ang ilang on-the-spot-program sa ACTS Fellowship. At sa bawat pagkakataon, ang masasabi ko lang ay ANG GALING MO LORD!:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nakasampa rin kami ng Third Runner-Up sa Paschorus! Biro mo 'yun, sa apat na lumaban, naka-pwesto pa kami! Hahaha.. Pero ayos lang, enjoy naman :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Ang dami ano? Hindi nga lang masyadong practical kung iisa-isahin ko lahat ng nangyari. Aabutin tayo ng siyam-siyam. Pero mayroon sigurong dalawang bagay na hindi ko pwedeng palampasin nang hindi ko nababanggit man lang sa blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Una, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;'yung Birthday ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Dapat sana ikkwento ko ang lahat ng nangyari, pero mukhang huli na para doon. Ito na lang: gusto ko ulit magpasalamat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kina Garrick, Shayne, Dani, Jao, at Jeric, at sa lahat nang nakisangkot sa kanila.&lt;/span&gt; SALAMAT. 'Yun ang pinakamasaya kong kaarawan sa buong buhay ko. Tipong pwede na akong makaraos ng sampung taong hindi nagbibirthday, dahil ang lakas ng hangover niya. Talagang masasabi ko nang buong puso, "buti na lang pinanganak ako, kasi kung hindi ay 'di ko makikilala ang mga kaibigang tulad nila". Love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lahat ng nagbookmark, (pati 'yung mga nakalimot) lahat ng nag-ambag doon sa amp, 'yung mga sisterloos din ni Shayne na tumulong, 'yung mga kasama doon sa picture thing, 'yung mga nagtago sa grandstand, at 'yung mga kumain ng cake (BTW sori Jaki, naubusan ka ng cake!!!!!!). LAHAT KAYO. GRABI!!! Kayo ang buhay na patunay na mapagmahal at matapat ang Diyos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunod, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'yung ACTS Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Siguro magandang pagkakataon 'to para pasalamatan 'yung mga tao. Salamat kina Ma'am Pacarangan, Ma'am Gene (na nagpaiwan pa sa Pisay para mag-abang sa mga nawawalang bata na nauna na pala sa campsite -Ma'am we owe you, BIG TIME..hehehe ), Sir Mike at Sir Vlad, na nakapaghanap ng panahon para pumunta at asikasuhin kami kahit na sobrang busy sa trabaho sa school. Salamat kina (Direk) Ate Di (and baby), Kuya Jeff at Ate Shebel, 'yung mga nagmamahal na IVCF staff na nakisabwat sa mga teacher namin para pagplanuhan ang lahat. Salamat kina Kuya Dave, Ate Elsie at Ate Mili, 'yung mga speakers na nakipagsapalaran pa sa ulan at traffic para lang mapaabot sa amin ang mensahe ng Diyos. Salamat kina Tito Greg at Tita Elvie Ong at pati na rin kay Manong Driver Nina Mrs. Hugo na naghatid sa amin papunta at pabalik. Salamat na rin sa staff ng Villa De Castro na nagluto ng kinain namin, nagpalit ng nasirang aircon sa Room 4 at nagtanggal ng oil sa swimming pool.SUBRA-SUBRA ang pagmamahal ninyo kay Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero higit sa lahat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU, LORD. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    "G.I.G Tayo"&lt;/span&gt; - Grow in God. Grow in grace. Eventually, grow in glory. Nabless tayong lahat sa mga talks, sa praise and worship, sa exposition on Psalm 1, sa Bruce Almighty film-showing at discussion (waw pwede palang himay-himayin 'yun), sa obstacle course, sa presentations, sa quiet time, sa tulog, sa pagkain, at kung ano pang ibang activity. Pero lahat tayo may iba-ibang karanasan sa camp. Kani-kaniyang kwento. Marahil iisa ang theme, pero iba-iba ang kahulugan para sa ating lahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Well, para sa akin ang G.I.G ay nangahulugang pagkuha ng lakas kay Lord sa pagharap sa personal struggles. Para akong halamang diniligan. O mas mabuti pa, nilipat sa ibang paso, kung saan mas mataba ang lupa. Kapag may pasok kasi, sobrang daming dumadaan sa isip ko, labas-pasok naman. Buti na lang at ngayon, nabigyan ako ng pagkakataon para 'yung pumapasok naman ay tumagos sa aking puso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hay nako Itay, ang galing mong tumiming. Saktong-sakto. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks for using this time to remind me that obedience comes at a cost. Thank You for showing me the value of sacrifice. Thank You for telling me to wait on You and trust in Your promise. Thank You for reassuring me that even "mistakes" in the past all happen for a purpose. Thank You for reminding me that "without You, I have no good thing"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Kinapos man ako sa bonding time with my friends, di rin ako nahihinayangan dahil ginamit naman ni God 'yung oras para kausapin ako tungkol sa mga bagay na pinagdadaanan ko. Di bale, may ibang oras naman para magbonding. Salamat din nga pala sa mga kaibigan kong tumulong. Salamat sa pakikinig, pagsasalita, oras at prayers ninyo. Maraming-maraming salamat din, Sir Mike. Buti na lang, andyan ka at patuloy na nagpapagamit kay Lord. Salamat na rin sa kape. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    So ayun, kakaiba ang camp ko this year. Nakagapang ako sa oil+peanut butter. Nakapagquiet-time ako sa tabi ng lake (ang CoOL nga eh, iniimagine ko kung ano kaya itsura noong natuturo si Jesus sa may lake). Nabless akong makita 'yung mga '08. Nabless akong makitang nageenjoy sina Garrick at Jeric, kahit na first time nilang makapunta sa ganoon. It's a joy to see you growing in the Lord, guys. Kakaiba talaga ang GIG: Maikli, pero mabigat. Bitin, pero sakto. Ay, hindi pala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;SUBRA-SUBRA!!!! Woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*btw, wala akong pictures dahil hindi ko dala ang digicam ng magulang ko, pero kung gusto ninyo ay tignan niyo na lang ang &lt;a href="http://tsapsuy07.multiply.com/"&gt;multipy ni andrew&lt;/a&gt;, kaso di ako sigurado kung nakapost na*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At 'yan na lang muna, for now. Mahaba pa ang bakasyon. :D God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WILL RUN TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;"- Hillsong (Ang "camp song" para sa akin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Your eye is on the sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;And Your hand, it comforts me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;From the ends of the eart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;To the depths of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Let Your mercy and strength be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;You call me to Your purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;As angels understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;For Your glory, may you draw all men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;As Your love and grace demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    And I will run to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    To Your words of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    Not by might, not by power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    But by the Spirit of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    Yes, I will run the race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    Till I see Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    Oh, let me live in the glory of Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isa pa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU, JESUS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/20092153-116602957184404781?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/116602957184404781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=116602957184404781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/116602957184404781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/116602957184404781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/12/hoo-hoo-subra-subra.html' title='HOO HOO, SUBRA SUBRA!!!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-115487674348694322</id><published>2006-08-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:10:24.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;What if - Jadon Lavik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I climbed that mountain? What if I swam to that shore?&lt;br /&gt;What if every battle was victorious ,then would you love me more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I were everyone's first choice? what if I went farther than before?&lt;br /&gt;What if I stood high above the rest, then would you love me more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I belong to you apart from the things I do..&lt;br /&gt;You say I belong to you.. I'm in awe of why you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I ignored the hand that fed me? what if I forgot to confess?&lt;br /&gt;What if I stumbled down that mountain, then would you love me less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I were everyones last choice? what if I mixed in with the rest?&lt;br /&gt;What if I failed what I passed before, then would you love me less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I belong to you apart from the things I do..&lt;br /&gt;You say I belong to you.. I'm in awe of why you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to deserve your son sent to die for me?&lt;br /&gt;What can I give? I want to live, give me eyes to see..&lt;br /&gt;In a world that keeps changing, there's one thing that I know is true..&lt;br /&gt;Your love is staying, there's nothing else I'll hold onto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Lord, it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;s over! Tapos na 'yung UPCAT.. Such a big weight lifted from my chest. Everything's in Your hands, as it was right from the very start. My destiny is secured in You!!! Thank you Lord!!!! Para sa 'yo lahat 'yun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perio na lang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OWNING na 'to!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4: 6 - 7 : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, commit your requests to the Lord. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-115487674348694322?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/115487674348694322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=115487674348694322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/115487674348694322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/115487674348694322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER!!!!!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-115010679587824870</id><published>2006-06-12T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:12:51.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seryosong Back to School entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I swear I did not making this up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Stupid typos.. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wala na binura ko na, wag mo nang hanapin :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At 'yan ang aking seryosong Back to School Entry, as promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's back to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;!&lt;/span&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/20092153-115010679587824870?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/115010679587824870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=115010679587824870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/115010679587824870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/115010679587824870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/06/seryosong-back-to-school-entry.html' title='Seryosong Back to School entry.'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-115003594545451971</id><published>2006-06-11T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:04:06.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kababawan.. dahil ayaw ko munang magseryoso..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O ito naman, for a change of pace (what pace? hindi ako nga ako nagbblog ng isang buwan eh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For some odd reason, I've been having strange dreams lately. O, odd na, strange pa. Over na 'yan. Pero maniwala kayo sakin. Hehehe.. Ewan ko, kasi hindi ko rin alam kung bakit naaalala ko pagkagising ko eh. Sabi naman nila, umaabot ng 14 ang panaginip ng tao habang tulog sila, so hindi ko rin masasabing naaalala ko lahat.. But to remember one in vivid detail is weird enough for me (dahil siguro weird din talaga yung dream. at bakit biglang may English???).. um, di niyo na ako naiintindihan kasi ang labo ko, kaya ito, sample na lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panaginip number 1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Naglalakad si bata 1 at bata 2 sa Congressional Ave extension sa subdivision namin. Nagtutulak sila ng bote-dyaryo. Tapos may dumating na mama. Inagaw yung laman ng kariton nila.. Hinabol siya ng mga bata. Si bata 1, kumuha ng malaking bato at binato si mama. Sapul. Si bata 2, may dalang ice-pick. Ayun, sinaksak. Tapos dinala nila yung katawan sa bahay nila, tinago nila sa banyo. Pumasok ako sa bahay nila, nakita ko yung katawan. Tumakbo ako sa Brgy. Hall para isumbong sa pulis. Yung pulis ay si Joey Marquez. Nagbihis siya, tapos tumakbo kami pabalik sa bahay. Naunahan kami ng mga ibang pulis. The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Panaginip number 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May namatay na dalawang mag-ina. Nilibing namin sa buhangin. (oo, sa buhangin.. katulad ng gawain ng Ancient Egyptians bago sila natutong mag-embalsamo, ayon kay Garrick).. Nakabakat pa nga yung katawan dahil mababaw lang yung paglibing namin. Tapos, may dumating na lola. Nanay yata nila. Nagpatawag siya ng mga espiritista, kasi gusto niyang kausapin ang pumanaw niyang mag-ina. Sabi ko, ayaw ng Diyos iyon. Ayaw Niya yung nakikipag-usap sa patay at sa mga espiritu. The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pansin niyo ba, ang recurring theme sa mga panaginip ko, kamatayan. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Hindi naman ako natakot/binangungot habang napapanaginipan ko yan (makita mo ba naman si Joey Marquez), pero hindi pa rin ako kumportable na napapanaginipan ko 'yon. Kadalasan kasi may ibig sabihin 'yun. Hindi naman ako takot mamatay, pero siguro takot akong mawalan ng isang bagay.. hmm.. ano kaya 'yon?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But wait, there's more!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dream number 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pasko. Um, ewan ko kung pasko, pero basta may okayson tapos nagbibigayan ng regalo lahat ng mga tao. Kasama namin si Sir Espinas. Pinatawag niya kaming "magkakabarkada" (pero hindi ko na maalala kung sinu-sino yung kasama sa barkada na 'yun) Sabi niya, magsama-sama daw kami, kasi bibili kami ng surprise regalo para sa isang tao. Sige naman kaming lahat, pero nahuli akong lumabas ng kwarto. Tinawag niya ako para sabihin sa akin na ako yung bibigyan ng regalo, pero magkunwari na lang daw ako na hindi ko alam para makasama ako sa iba sa pagbili ng regalo (ko) para makapili pa ako kung ano 'yung gusto ko.. So sige, go go go. Bago ako umalis, inabot na niya sa akin yung regalo niya. Isang kulay green na kahon, tapos sa loob may palanca. Sa palanca, may nakadrawing na Paramecium. Umalis ako para samahan 'yung "barkada". Pumunta kami sa department store ng Sta. Lucia East at dumiretso sa toys section para maghanap ng regalo. At ano 'yung regalo? Kurtina na Power Rangers. May isang set para sa bawat Ranger, pero wala kaming mahanap na Black Ranger curtains. Gaahhh.. The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear I did not make this up.. (My subconsciousness did. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strange. First two dreams were about losing something, the last one was about receiving (although in a very selfish manner-using people to get what you want.. Yak... bad 'yun ah).. Those Power Ranger curtains would look pretty awesome though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, change topic. Kahapon lumabas kami nina Dom, Garrick at Greggy. Magkkwento sana ako kung hindi "kababawan" 'yung nakalagay sa heading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... ay, teka may kababawan palang nangyari kahapon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nanood kami ng Cars. Ganda ng sine, akala ko dati corny kasi tungkol sa mga buhay na car - parang lahat ng tao ginawang car. At hindi lang yon, may mga hayup din na car. (Hindi hayup as in "haaayuup!!". Hayup talaga, 'yung may buntot/pakpak) Nagustuhan ko. Pero may mga tanong kami na hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin maintindihan. Nakakagulo. Nakakabaliw. *say it with me* Nakakapagpabagabag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Paano nanganganak ang cars? Paano sila nagpapakita ng affection in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Paano lumalaki ang mga batang cars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Kapag pinanganak ang car, ang trabaho ba niya paglaki niya nakatakda na dahil sa itsura/uri niya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Ano ang mga inaaral ng batang cars habang na sa school sila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Bakit may mga cow na cars(tractors)? Para saan yung pagsasaka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Sino ang nakikinabang sa mga bangketa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Bakit may parking lot sa labas ng race stadium, e lahat ng cars nanonood sa loob? Ano 'yun, para sa mga alipin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Saan nililibing yung cars kapag namatay na sila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Ano itsura ng asong car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Racing lang ba ang sport ng mga cars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Ano itsura ng cars noong panahon ng mga Dinosaur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Ano ang hinahatak ng kalesang car? Car din ba???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please maawa kayo samin, naguguluhan na kami. Kung may alam kayong sagot.. siguro baliw kayo. Hahahahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bukas na yung seryosong Back to School Entry :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20092153-115003594545451971?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/115003594545451971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=115003594545451971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/115003594545451971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/115003594545451971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/06/kababawan-dahil-ayaw-ko-munang.html' title='kababawan.. dahil ayaw ko munang magseryoso..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114812159703002401</id><published>2006-05-20T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T18:56:46.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LC/DC 2k6: Final Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7743/2001/1600/lcdc2k6logo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 174px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7743/2001/320/lcdc2k6logo2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;05.13.06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ISCF Leadership Camp/Discipleship Camp 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Final Challenge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes seemed to sink deeper into their sockets as the knot of my blindfold was tightened.  It was dark. Everything was silent, save for the breeze howling outside in the sudden May storm..  I felt someone take my arm and put something in my hands. Then I heard Ate Nika's voice (not exact words):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pito, hawaakan mo ang string na ito. Iyan ang buhay mo. Huwag mong bibitawan 'yan ano pa ang mangyari&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sundan mo lang 'to, at makararating ka sa pupuntahan mo&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to the string in my right hand, with my Bible, pen and camp manual tightly clutched in my left, I took a step forward. Then another step. Two more. Then, I heard a different voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pito, leader ka di ba?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Opo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Leader ka ba talaga Pito? Maraming sumusunod sa 'yo, di ba?"&lt;br /&gt;     "..."&lt;br /&gt;"Sa bagay, kung nagkakamali ka naman, wala namang nakakakita, di ba, Pito? Ikaw lang naman ang nakakaalam. 'Yung staff niyo, minsan lang naman dumalaw sa campus.. Kaya okay lang kapag nagkakamali ka, hindi naman nila nalalaman..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heavy blow had landed, right in the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still following the string, I tried hard to ignore what I had just heard, and walked a bit farther. Just when I thought I had put enough distance between myself and the taunting voice, I heard another one whisper in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Christian-christian? Woooo, corny mo! Akin na nga 'yan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A strong tug almost wrenched my Bible out of my grip, but I tightened my hold. I didn't know where the string would take me, but I definitely didn't want to lose my Bible along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was probably the first time I truly realized how important it is cling to God's word. And I was literally clinging to that little book like my life depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feeling the string with my fingers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I continued along the path. The faint sound of someone playing the guitar came into the background. Somewhere nearby, people were singing praises to God. That had to be where the string was taking me. But as I moved forward, the music was drowned out by more voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.."pare.. may alam akong web-site na hot, puntahan natin mamaya..okay 'to!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           "ahihihi.. bitawan mo na yan, alam mo namang gusto mong sumama sa amin eh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "..Huwag mo nang gawin 'yan, sayang lang oras mo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                               "..Christian pala ah, yeah right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caught by surprise. They succeeded in snatching my pen and camp manual,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but I was determined not to let them take away God's word. My Bible and the string were all I had left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They tried to confuse me. They tried to block my path. Several times they tried to grab my Bible and remove my fingers from the string, but I held on.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I had to get to the other end of the string. I couldn't lose my Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."kaya mo 'yan, pray ka lang.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   ..."kaunti na lang, huwag kang bibitaw.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I tried to block the bad voices out. Focusing instead on those bits of encouragement,I pressed on, following the string's path. On some occasions I had to stand on my toes keep it within reach, on others I had to stoop and feel the string along the ground. I bumped into chairs and table legs. I felt helpless at times, but I held on to one thought: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't lose the string. Don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singing steadily became louder. Just a little more, and I would my destination. Then finally, I reached a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pito pwede mo nang bitawan, tapos na.."&lt;/span&gt; ..The voice guided me to a small space and told me I could sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped to my knees and let my face hit the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the campers had arrived at the destination, we were instructed to remove our blindfolds. As I lifted the damp cloth from my eyes,  my gaze rested upon the object to which the string had been attached to. It was a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God, I'm sorry for the times when I have compromised. I'm sorry for the times when I have done things that grieved Your heart. I want to put all those things behind me. I can never thank you enough because you freely offer forgiveness through Jesus Christ. Your blood is a price I can never hope to repay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for destroying my pride by washing my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to walk the path that You want me to walk. Teach me to walk with You and listen to Your voice. Teach me to cling to Your word and treasure it with all my heart, because my life does depend on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During a camp, we experience a powerful encounter with God. Everything seems clearer , because we are sheltered in ideal conditions. He speaks, we listen, and often times we are challenged to do great things and make great changes. But the real challenge begins when we get back to our normal lives. Things may not be as dramatic outside of camp. But outside of camp, things are 100% real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus, I'm up for the challenge. I don't want a camp hangover. I wan't something real, something that lasts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am sick and tired of compromising.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Set me on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20092153-114812159703002401?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114812159703002401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114812159703002401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114812159703002401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114812159703002401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/05/lcdc-2k6-final-challenge.html' title='LC/DC 2k6: Final Challenge'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114800694961378664</id><published>2006-05-19T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:49:09.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermission...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ang bakasyon ko ay tadtad ng mga camp. May "SAKTO:Swak Ka Dito" ng CCBC at "LC/DC 2006:No Compromise" ng ISCF.. at sa dalawang pagkakataong ito, nangusap sa akin si Lord.. pero bago ang lahat ng mga seryosong usapan, kaunting intermission muna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ito ang pagtatalastas namin ng isa kong kaibigang si Kiel, taga-FCCF na nakilala ko noong sakto. Nabalitaan ko na pupunta daw kasi sila sa Youth Fellowship namin sa CCBC sa darating na Lingo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: Pito: magdala kayo ng ano..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: ng?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: anu ddalhin namin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: ng Ultraman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: para masaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: anu yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: oo magdala kayo ng Ultraman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: yung alien na malaki na sumusugpo ng halimaw sa kalawakan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: alala q na,, bata p aq nun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: bket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: basta masaya yung mga ultraman.. yung sobrang laki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pito: cool sila e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: sabi mo eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KielPogi rebolledo: hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;..yun lang.. sige malapit na yung seryoso, nag-iinternalize pa ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20092153-114800694961378664?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114800694961378664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114800694961378664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114800694961378664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114800694961378664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/05/intermission.html' title='Intermission...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114624299797100980</id><published>2006-04-29T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:00:08.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty for ashes, a garment of praise for my heaviness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm back, due to popular angal. Sinasabi ninyong lahat inaamag na daw 'yung blog ko e .Nakakatamad na kasi magblog tungkol sa mga mundane na pangyayari. Di ba? Lagi na lang "lumabas kami sa ganito"..."kumain kami sa ganiyan"..."nasagasaan siya ng ganito".. mga ganoon.. Hindi naman kailangang malaman ng lahat ng tao ang lahat ng nangyayari sa buhay ko (kasi may sarili naman silang buhay)! Di ba??  Tapos, paano na lang kaya kung lahat ng nangyayari sa akin, nilalagay ko sa blog?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang ganito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                                                      Friday, April 28, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My life is the life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sumikat ang araw. May ibong dumapo at tumaktak sa bintana ko. Nagising ako. Pinahid ko ang     laway sa aking pisngi. Tumayo ako. Masakit pa katawan ko, kaya natulog na lan ako ulit. Nanaginip         ako ng mahaba, pero hindi ko na maalala. Mamaya, nagising ulit ako. Bumaba ako sa hagdan para         kumain ng almusal. Pagkakain ko ng almusal, uminom ako ng vitamins. Binuksan ko ang ref. Uminom     ako ng tubig. Medyo mainit nga yung tubig kasi sira yung ref namin. Kailan kaya ipapaayos yung ref?     Binalik ko ang tubig sa ref, tapos sinara ko ang ref. Tapos, tinawag ako ng lola ko. Sabi niya "Bakit         ngayon ka lang nagising?", kaya sabi ko "kasi po tulog ako kanina".. tapos umakyat ako sa hagdan...         Habang umaakyat ako ng hagdan, naisip ko "baka madulas ako".. Kaya humawak ako sa..... (dotdotdot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O basta, gets niyo na 'yun.. Joke joke lang.. patawa.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre hindi rin ako makatanggi sa inyo, kaya ito nagbblog na ako. Hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pero sa totoo lang, naghihintay lang ako ng magandang panahon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang habang interval din eh, no? So ano ba ang naging highlight ng buwan ko? Ano ba ang pinagkaabalahan ko ng pagkatagal-tagal, na sa panahong iyon ay ni minsan hindi ako nakaharap sa computer para magblog??(deh, tinatamad lang ako) Ang tanong na iyan ay maisasagot ng tatlong titik: LSC.. Korny ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang, masayang magreview. Kahit na wala akong natutunang bago (kaya nga review eh di ba).. Pero ang maganda, nakita ko kung aling subjects ako nakakasurvive, at kung alin naman yung mga dinudugo ako, kaya pwede pang gawan ng lunas. At saka sa tingin ko naman, kung hindi ako nagreview classes, hindi ko rin kakayaning mag-review mag-isa sa bahay eh. Kaya, buti na lang! Nakatulong na, masaya pa! Siyempre.. daming nakitang old friends...hehehe..mga Atenista.. sina Karl Santos at Kiko.. (naalala ko si Karl, naging isa sa mga closest friends ko noong grade 3.. nakakatuwa. adik na sa gitara). Tapos nakipagkilala rin sa new friends (mga taga-Korea at taga-St.Scho.. o di ba magkalapit) at nakipagbonding sa Pisay friends (14 kami doon.. wow invasion)! Ang daming nangyaring masaya at nakakatawa. Hindi na ako magkekwento, basahin niyo na lang ang mga blog ng mga kaibigan ko kung gusto ninyong malaman.. Basta, Ken Afford THE BEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, serious mode..&lt;br /&gt;Kung napansin ninyo, binago ko yung lyrics ng song na pinost ko noong isang araw.. Mali kasi. Ibang kanta pala 'yun.. Hahahaha.. Thanks to Andrew for pointing that out :D.. Anyways.. Na-move lang talaga ako sa song na nadownload ko..  First stanza pa lang eh, nararamdaman ko nang tumatayo balahibo ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beauty for ashes.. a garment of praise for my heaviness.. Beauty for ashes.. take this heart of stone and make it Yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Grabe.. Ito nanaman ako.. Hi balahibo! Rise and shine.. Hehehe..  For the past few weeks.. actually, hindi lang eh past few weeks..Since the start of the year.. Paulit-ulit na pinaramdam sa akin ni God yan.. As in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paulit-ulit&lt;/span&gt;.. Again and again, kahit na yung times na sobrang tigas ng ulo ko.. yung mga panahon na sobra akong sabog (hindi yung patawang sabog ah.. spiritually sabog), yung mga panahon na bigla na lang akong nadedepress ng walang dahilan.. bigla na lang mangungusap si God, tapos yun pala makikita ko may ginagawa na siyang kakaiba. Tapos lahat babaliktad. Liliwanag ang mundo Tapos maiintindihan mo kung bakit nangyayari ang mga bagay na nangyayari.. paano ko ba masasabi 'to.. sige example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) Fixed relationships. &lt;/span&gt;Hindi 'to love life ah. Bago ako magbakasyon sa Batangas noong Holy Week (tagal na nun ah), nag-away kami ng nanay ko. Away talaga! Tapos bago din ako umalis noong umaga, nagbati kami ulit.At nakapag-usap kami ng matino.. Mula noon, naging mas maganda yung pakikitungo ko sa mga magulang ko! Dati kasi parang may communication barrier kami. Ngayon wala na! At ang sarap kasama ng magulang ko! Galing ni Lord noh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Answered prayers.&lt;/span&gt;. dati namomoblema ako sa mga camp fee ko.. Dalawang camp pa kasi 'yun eh.. tapos biglang ayun.. Yung tita ko sa States nagpadala bigla ng pera sa nanay ko, so tinabi niya kaagad para sa camp ko 'yun, kahit wala siyang trabaho.. Nakakatouch. Pero after nun, nabawasan pa yung babayaran ko sa SAKTO, so dagdag blessings pa.. Tapos meron pa palang mga specific prayers na ang tagal ko nang sinulat sa papel, tapos ngayon isa-isang nagkakatotoo.. grabe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.)Victory over unhealthy attitudes and personal struggles.&lt;/span&gt; Ay ito grabe, praise God talaga..Akin na 'yung iba.. Pero yung isa, basta problema na nagcacause sa akin ng emotional distress dati..  Hahaha.. Pero pinakawalan na ako ni God sa depression na 'yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...at marami pang iba.. Grabe!!! grabe, grabe, grabe.. ito, may naalala ako.. Dati kasi, may nagtanong sa akin, "Di ba lagi natin dapat pinepraise si God. Pero paano kapag wala ka talagang makita sa buhay mo na maganda, kung walang kapuri-puri sa buay mo?".. hmmm.. sa tingin ko kasi, normal lang para sa tao ang malungkot, matakot, at magambala sa mga pangyayari sa buhay niya.. di ba, tao tayo, hindi naman tayo ginawang robot. Pero wag ka, buksan mo ang iyong mata, o maghintay ka lang ng kaunti pa.. Hindi naman kasi natin naiintindihan lahat kaagad di ba.. We don't always see the big picture.. But as long as you seek His face, you listen for His voice.. eventually you'll see how God is working in your life.. maaamoy mo na yung niluluto Niya.. hehehe.. Tapos magugulat ka na lang bigla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan talaga ang buhay, friend. Hindi laging maganda. Hindi laging masaya. Madalas may problema. Pero naniniwala ako na para sa isang Kristyano, kailanman ang kalungkutan ay hindi magiging wakas ng lahat..The key really is just to keep praising God, even in the darkest of situations.. even praising Him for the things that you do not yet see.. things that do not yet even seem to be specks on the horizon.. why? Because God's promises go a long way beyond what we can see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"..in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." &lt;/span&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness&lt;/span&gt;.." &lt;/span&gt;-2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos ka Lord!!!! I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-114624299797100980?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114624299797100980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114624299797100980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114624299797100980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114624299797100980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/04/beauty-for-ashes-garment-of-praise-for.html' title='Beauty for ashes, a garment of praise for my heaviness..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114597140639620116</id><published>2006-04-25T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:01:06.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Pito/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Pito/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Pito/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pretty busy.. may LSC homework pa sa Chem.. saka na ako magkkwento, kapag may oras na ako..but I just downloaded a new song.. ganda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Beauty For Ashes" by Shane Barnard and Shane Everett..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" width="70%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;         Beauty for ashes&lt;br /&gt;A garment of praise for my heaviness&lt;br /&gt;Beauty for ashes&lt;br /&gt;Take this heart of stone and make it Yours, Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I delight myself in the Richest of Fair&lt;br /&gt;Trading all that I've had for all that is better&lt;br /&gt;A garment of praise for my heaviness&lt;br /&gt;You are the greatest taste&lt;br /&gt;You're the richest of fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-114597140639620116?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114597140639620116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114597140639620116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114597140639620116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114597140639620116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/04/pretty-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114372596451155371</id><published>2006-03-30T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T18:54:26.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAAAAAAAAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm let me see, anything blogworthy? Yes, definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Technically my Thursday started at 12am because i was up until early in the morning doing this poster that i was helping ate Karen with. I finished at around 2am, then I went to sleep right afterwards because I had to be in school by 7am for the Baccalaureate service. And guess what, just as I was about to go to bed i couldn't find my cell phone, so I had nothing with me that I could use to wake me up. So I slept with the light and TV on to make sure that I wouldn't get a good, satisfying rest. (Shhh, don't tell my grandparents, we're trying to save electricity) Hahaha.. 4 hours of light, REMless, wake-up-every-20-or-so-minutes sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, way to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought this was supposed to be summer break!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Success. I got up at 6am then my parents brought me to school. Got there just in time. Too bad everyone else didn't, so the service started at around 8am. And because of that, we were only left with less than 10 minutes of P&amp;W leading. Bitin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A certain dialogue overheard during the service:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Kuya IE : Pito, may pen ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person : Wala akong barya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Kuya IE : Pen nga. Pahiram ng PEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person : Buo pera ko eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Kuya IE : *with hand gestures* Hindi, pen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person : Ah, pen ba?! Ito o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Kuya IE : Salamat Di kita maintindihan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anong gagawin ko sa ten?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    After the message by pastor Manny, alumni and campus workers were given time to promote their respective orgs in different colleges. That had me thinking. Thinking, thinking, thinking..Yun lang. Hehehe.. After the program we had some time to mingle. Nagwawala nanaman si Jerome. Mamimiss ko yung kakulitan mo sa LC/DC, bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Then we headed straight to the gym to eat merienda. Ang laki ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Dambuhala!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dialogue overheard at the gym while eating giant mamon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Nave: Pito, pahawak naman muna nito oh. Kukuha lang ako ng drinks. *hands over 1/4 eaten mamon.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person: O sige, akin na... (ui, hindi nakatingin) *bite*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Jao: 'tong si Pito oh, ang lakas! Dala-dalawa yung kinakaing mamon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person : Hindi ah, pinahawak lang 'to sakin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    After more mingling, we (or Ma'am Gene, rather) managed to get pastor Manny to give us a ride to Phil Coa. "Magpapa-xerox" kasi kami. No, really.:P It usually takes about 1-2 hours to have something photocopied at Itlog internet cafe. And it takes longer if you have to restart the game when you run into batchmates who want to join in. Whoops!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Yes. I played DotA. Again...Um.. we suck. But hey, this time it was outside with friends for 2 hours and not alone at home until 3 in the morning. I uninstalled it already!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Right after photocopying was finished, Jao and I went back to Pisay in a cab. We could have taken a jeep, but it was raining and we were carrying my electric guitar, my beatbox and my amp along with us (kagagaling lang sa Baccalaureate, remember). We picked Erik, Ivy, Mara and Anj up and then Tito Greg brought us to Mich's condo. RV's surprise birthday party. Surprise!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overheard right before RV arrived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Egg: Guys guys guys, he's here! Hide!!! *everybody panics*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Egg: Hoy Pito, lika na later na yang Taco mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person: Oo, oo, yan na siya, oh noooo! *making taco*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Egg: Ano ba, he's here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Secret Person : Sandali lang may cheese pa! NOOOOOoooooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    It was a pool party but I didn't bring along my swimming gear. Tinatamad na kasi ako. But everyone else jumped in and I started to regret my decision.. Man..I really should have brought my beloved PSHS swimming trunks. School Spirit (no, actually that's just the only pair I have)!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Pacaba arrived after some time so we jammed for the rest of the afternoon. Then when we got bored, um.. kalokohan. We played quic-draw using the toy guns from the pabitin. Wow.. hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Hmmmm.. then we went home. Yeah. Hitched a ride with Jem all the way from Makati to SM North. The whole trip we (Erik, Ivy, Jasper and I) were talking about PBB, and movies. Turned out ang dami nilang..um..naming..alam.. Hehehe.. Wow, ma-showbiz yung van namin. hahaha..Yak!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    SM. Still had our my stuff with us so Jao and I decided to take another cab going home. It took us around 30 minutes to get a taxi. Mga tao kasi eh, di marunong pumila! Grabe, nakatayo na ako sa gilid ng kalsada para sumenyas sa mga taxi na doon sa harap ng cue magbaba ng pasahero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagmukha akong traffic enforcer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    And now, um.. I'm home!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Um.. Looks like i'm gonna have to end this paragraph with an exclamation point as well. Um.. hmm let's see... Paano ba... Er.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAMOOOOOOOOOOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20092153-114372596451155371?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114372596451155371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114372596451155371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114372596451155371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114372596451155371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/03/maaaaaaaamoooooooooooooooon.html' title='MAAAAAAAAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114337970504726626</id><published>2006-03-26T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:38:06.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silakbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mag-bblog ako ngayon kasi trip kong magblog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kauuwi ko lang galing sa simbahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bakit? ..Kasi..Naglinis kami ng bodega..O, di ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NAGLINIS KAMI NG BODEGA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas makalat. Mas masaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eto na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sari-saring dumi ang pinagpupulot ng fund-raising team. Sari-saring kalat ng sari-saring nilalang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ang mga bote..bote ng Pepsi, bote ng Coke, bote ng Royal, bote ng Sprite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..bote ng C2, bote ng Summit, bote ng Absolute, bote ng MINOLA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..bote ng Ketchup, bote ng toyo, bote ng suka, bote ni Mang Tomas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..Ang mga lata..  wag na masyadong marami..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..At mga papel: makapal, manipis, mabango, mabaho, basta, tuyo, de-kulay o puti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..pati na rin ang mga sari-saring basura na hindi namin alam kung paano nasama sa Fund Raising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..Ang lahat ng mga ito ay pinulot, dinukot, binuhat, hinalungkat, initsa, winalis, tinapakan, tinadyakan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In short, pinaghirapan.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ng mga makikisig at matitipunong lalaki ng FRT.. Plus ate Karen. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero masaya siya ah..Hindi naman kami sobrang tahimik magtrabaho, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ayon nga kay kuya Marty.. bonded na daw kami.. Dahil sobrang lakas na ng hiritan..hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero higit sa lahat, masaya dahil ang hirap na "buong-pusong" (c/o Josh) ipinagbubuhusan namin ng dugo, pawis, at sipon ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Para sa hamburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Para sa Kabataan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Para sa Kinabukasan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Para kay Lord.. Yeboi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kaso lang, habang wala pala ako, nag-aalala ng so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bra si Lolo.. Kaya ayun.. Medyo hinay-hinay muna ako.. Lumalaki na ako, alam ko..hehehe.. pero natural lang naman mag-alala.. Kahit na sabihin kong kaya kami gabi nagtrabaho dahil sobrang init kung sa hapon.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sorry lolo..&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to hurt you..&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to make you cry, but tonight...&lt;br /&gt;I'm cleaning out the bodega..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm.. huling hirit.. Naka-ilang sakay na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ako ng tricycle pauwi galing sa Shell.. iba-iba rin ang ugali ng mga tricycle driver na naghahatid sa akin. Nakakatuwa lang dahil naalala ko, nung isang beses yung nasakyan ko sobrang bilis magpatakbo. Yung tipong nakakapit na ako sa kahit anong makapitan ko tapos pagbaba ko sa bahay nagpasalamat akong nakauwi ako nang buhay. Kakaiba lang kasi kanina naman, sobrang baliktad. Ingat na ingat yung driver. Ultimo tansang kakalat-kalat sa daan, siguro iiwasan niya, wag lang maalog ang dala-dalang sasakyan. Nakakatuwa :P&lt;br /&gt;Kaya mahal kong tricycle driver, may munting alay ako para sa iyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mag-ingat ka, mag-ingat ka&lt;br /&gt;Sana wag kang maligaw palabas ng subdivision&lt;br /&gt;Dahil first time mong makaabot sa Tierra Verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..wala lang, hindi naman kanta yun eh.. Ano ba yan, nahawa ako sa kabangagan nila.. Kayo kasi eh! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-114337970504726626?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114337970504726626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114337970504726626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114337970504726626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114337970504726626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/03/silakbo.html' title='Silakbo'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114268486440009823</id><published>2006-03-18T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:27:44.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;//This post has nothing to do with that Jackie Chan movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;This song spoke to me when we were worshipping during the Youth Jam at the UP Film Center last Thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;Who Am I&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;by Casting Crowns&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And You've told me who I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-114268486440009823?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114268486440009823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114268486440009823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114268486440009823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114268486440009823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/03/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114244475462628944</id><published>2006-03-15T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:08:52.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahaaabaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. anti-memory gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clearance week never fails to bring an abrupt change of pace. It's like just when you catch your breath after the toxic final periodic examination "hell" week, somebody hits a switch and then everything gets tremendously slow. No classes, no homework, and no projects; nothing else to think about except which teacher gets to sign on which blank the next day. And yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it's quarter to twelve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and I'm up late, blogging. Hindi ko alam, bigla akong sinipag ngayon eh. Nagulat nga ako sa sarili ko. I had this sudden urge to clean my desk. The last time I remember myself being OC was in grade school: I wouldn't let anyone lay a finger on my dinosaurs. Naka-classify pa sila isa-isa. Ganoon ako dati. Nowadays I could get a medal for being disorganized. Pero ngayon nga, kakatapos ko lang mag-clearance ng study table ko..at ang masasabi ko ay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANG DAMI KONG KALAT!!! Hehehe.. (Di bale, may pupuntahan na silang lahat: Fund Raising ng Youth namin sa Church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...Pero hindi lang naman kalat ang nahakot ko sa mga gabundok na papeles na laman ng lamesa ko. Marami din pala akong natatagong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alaala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaya pala ang bigat ng mga drawer ko e! Puro papel, drawing, sulat at kung anu-ano pang memorabilia. Mga palanca, ID, manual at brochure sa mga camp, lumang directory, random pieces of paper - ang dami ko palang naitago. Pero buti na lang, dahil sa sobrang hectic ng buhay ko ngayong school year, halos hindi na ako nakapaghanap ng panahon para magnilay-nilay.. At dahil patapos na rin ang taon (sa school calendar), ngayon ko na lang gagawin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sodium..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nag-enjoy ako nang lubus-lubusan na maging kaklase kayo. Kahit inaamin kong hindi naging sobrang, sobrang close ang klase natin, mahal ko parin ang Sodium. Iba kayo eh! Basta, iba. Walang away, walang gulo, laging masaya kahit may problema. Kwela, patawa, may hiritan pero walang sakitan. Tsaka ang 3-Sodium ay isang klaseng may laban. Malayo ang nararating natin. Ramayana, Paskorito, School Intrams - anuman ang sabihin ng iba, ang mga bagay na 'yan ay patunay ng kaya nating gawin kapag bigay-todo. Great job guys! Sorry nga pala sa lahat ng pagkukulang ko bilang presidente.. marami 'yon, alam ko. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Sa Sodium ko rin nakasama ang isang napakalupet na barkada: sina Dom, Greggy, Kevin at Ben. Grabe. Salamat sa inyo. Ngayon, nanghihinayang nga ako dahil yung iba sa inyo ngayon ko lang nasisimulang makilala. Pero di bale, di pa naman tayo tapos. May gimmick pa tayo mamaya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTS.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang pamilya ko dito sa Pisay. Naaalala ko noong sumasali-sali pa ako noong first year, pero nagsimula talagang magbago ang lahat pagkatapos ng unang camp natin (Godstruck 'yun, di ba?). Grabe si Lord. Buti na lang, nakilala ko Siya dito! God also used the people in this org to change my life. Kasama doon ang mga batchmates ko, upper years sa 04, 05 at 06 (mga naabutan kong batches), lower batches, staffworkers ng IVCF at VCF, tsaka 'yung mga teachers: sina Sir Mike, Sir Vlad, Ma'am Gene at Ma'am Annelle.. Let's keep shining for Jesus everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Core group: While sifting through all our documents I have here, I noticed that we had so much plans at the start of the year. At ang karamihan doon hindi natupad. Prophetic pala yung paggamit natin sa term na "pangarap" noong planning at the start of the year :D.. Hehehe.. We failed to execute most of our plans, but it's a good thing God stepped in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was really with us all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! Kahit hindi nasunod ang lahat ng mga plano &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natin&lt;/span&gt;, tignan niyo naman ang mga ginawa ni God! Naaalala ko yung sinabi ni Kuya Sky: kapag si God ang nagdefend, grabe! But of course, that doesn't mean that we don't have to shape up. Let's learn from our mistakes and apply what He taught us this year. Right now God is stirring something up. I'm excited to see what happens in 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...ang haba na nito ah.. siguro medyo emotional ako ngayon. Ako, emotional? Para mo na ring sinabi na si Vandolph, maingat magmaneho. Baliktad na ang mundo.. Pero ewan ko.. Gaya ng sabi ko kay Nave, mukhang emotional talaga ang transition from 3rd year to 4th year. Hindi ko rin siguro matanggap na next year, kami na ang mga seniors. Parang ang bilis kasi. Tapos malapit na rin kaming mawala sa Pisay. Kung ngayon nga lang, medyo nalulungkot na ako sa pag-alis ng mga 06 na ACTS na naging kaibigan ko, paano pa kaya kapag yung batch na namin ang magbababay-Pisay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...Sige, magbigay-pugay muna tayo sa mga graduating ng Fellowship.. Paano ko ba sila maaalala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ate Sophia&lt;/span&gt; - ang kauna-unahan kong nakilalang '06 (dahil kina John at Monci)! maaalala kita tuwing maglalakad ako sa oval na bitbit ang cajon, tuwing binabasa ang The Five People You Meet in Heaven, tuwing makakakita ako ng babaeng nagbabass, at siyempre.. tuwing aakyat ako ng puno!!! Hahahaha.. Salamat ate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Lissa&lt;/span&gt; - ate Lissa, ang ateng maliit ang boses pero sobrang powerful kapag kumanta! Maaalala ko ang paglead mo ng P&amp;W sa fellowship ng ACTS at DCBC Youth..tsaka tuwing gagawa ako ng card para sa parents na nagbibigay ng pagkain sa youth group.. bwahahaha di niyo alam un noh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kuya IE - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;grabe, idol!!!! tuwing makakarinig ako ng Dreamtheater, Metallica o anumang tugtog na sobrang lupit, maaalala ko si Kuya IE.. At tuwing mapapadaan ako sa front lob at may naggigitara, iisipin ko "mas magaling ka sa kanilang lahat.." Na sa Pisay ako noong panahon ng Chocochip! Tsaka tuwing makakakita ako ng Bible Trivia, naku.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kuya Kiddo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;si kuya Kiddo, ang walang kaproble-problemang nagbubuhat ng malaking keyboard sa hagdan kahit ang payat niya. hehehehe..  Flood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Karis - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;everytime may maaasar sakin kapag tinatawag ko silang "ate", maaalala ko si ate Karis. Tsaka kapag nawawalan ako ng pick. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Jondie&lt;/span&gt; - si kuya Jondie, ka-basket tuwing camp! 5 on 1 sa kabilang court! Tsaka maaalala ko rin si kuya Jondie tuwing kakain ako ng Cello's.. Hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Jean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- si ate Jean, maaalala ko dahil sa Muni-muni SG noong Godstruck. Siya din ang isa sa pinakamalakas maghatak sa fellowship. Tsaka meron ka kasing dalawang lower-batch na schoolmate mo daw dati, tapos magkahawig kayong lahat! hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ate Lara, ate Raiza, ate Pauline, ate Dessa - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bakit kayo magkakasama? Dahil kayo ang mga walang kakupas-kupas na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Registration girls. &lt;/span&gt;hahahaha.. Tuwing makakakita ako ng registration kayo ang maaalala ko! O isa-isa naman: baLARA!!! Si ate Raiza sa Stargazing (o di ba, naaalala ko pa!), si ate Pauline Non tuwing may babaeng nagsosoccer, at si ate Dessa, how could I forgot our amazing small group.. Hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kuya Aildrin at Kuya Elmar - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mga kasamahan kong kuya noong Godstruck na mas bata yata sa akin. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kuya Jowy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kahit sandali lang kita nakilala, astig ka kuya! Tuwing magsasabay ako ng tao hanggang McDo, maaalala ko 'to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kuya Marvin&lt;/span&gt; - banana split!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Kaye &lt;/span&gt;- si ate Kaye, tuwing maag-ooffer ako ng upuan sa babae tapos tatanggi. Hahahahaha.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Atsaka kasama tayo sa minority doon sa napakaingay na ride pabalik pagkagaling sa kick-off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ate Kariza - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ate siyempre, kahit hindi tayo halos nagkausap, maaalala ko lagi si Ate Kariza dahil siya ang huli kong nakilala! Heeheeheehee sorry po :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sa inyong lahat: salamat sa buhay at testimony ninyo. Talagang nabless kaming lahat sa inyo. Continue to trust in the Lord and be His witness wherever He takes you. Mamimiss ko kayo. Papagpray niyo pa rin ang ACTS. Dalaw ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ISCF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; isa pang pampabago ng buhay 'to eh. Sa lahat ng mga staff at counselors, salamat ng sobra sa lahat. Kuya Mark!!! Magpakita ka naman! Hehehehe.. Ate Hannah, miss you na rin! Miss ko na kayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Na sa akin pa pala lahat ng mga kagamitan ko noong mga camp!!! :D pero hindi pa naman tapos ang kwento nito eh, may LC/DC pa sa May. Excited na ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...ayan, sobrang haba na nga.. tama na.. nakapag-unload na ako ng galit.. Hehehehe.. well, ganiyan talaga ang buhay. Pero at least computerized na ang aking mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alaala&lt;/span&gt;, at hindi na nakatambak sa inaalikabok na sulok sa kwarto ko. O di ba.. Cge, babay tulog na ako.. ZzzzzzzzzzzzzZZzzZzzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20092153-114244475462628944?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114244475462628944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114244475462628944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114244475462628944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114244475462628944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/03/mahaaabaaaaaaaaaaaaa-anti-memory-gap.html' title='mahaaabaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. anti-memory gap'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114154655045374915</id><published>2006-03-05T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:15:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Friend of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; by Israel Houghton and New Breed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who am I&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mindful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;That you &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;hear me when I call&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is it true that &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are thinking of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How You &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.. I am a friend of God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; .. I am a friend of God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    .. I am a friend of God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;He&lt;/span&gt; calls &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A l m ig h t y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; have called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-114154655045374915?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114154655045374915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114154655045374915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114154655045374915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114154655045374915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/03/worship.html' title='worship'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114044194141618825</id><published>2006-02-20T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:25:41.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't started making those coconuts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I really really should be making those coconuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-114044194141618825?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114044194141618825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114044194141618825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114044194141618825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114044194141618825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-havent-started-making-those-coconuts.html' title=''/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-114028216004761662</id><published>2006-02-18T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:10:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homer, you're the best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been gone for quite some time.. ito yung mga nangyari sa pagkatagal-tagal na panahon na wala ako..(since my last real post.. btw, the list is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; in chronological order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;)Natanggap ang The Nerve sa BotB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;Tumugtog ang The Nerve sa BotB.. masaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt;Nagcut kami nila Garrick, Dom at RV ng isang buong araw para tapusin ang "Spidermath" animation project namin. First time kong magcut ng isang buong araw dahil sa requirement.. Tapos hindi rin naman kami umabot sa deadline so bagsak kami.. 7% baybeh.. hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4).&lt;/span&gt;Na-exhibit ang "Spidermath" kahit bagsak grade namin at sabog yung VCD copy.. So may bonus parin ka mi.. and we thought all that work was for nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus Revolution:Pisay!!! &lt;/span&gt;WOW.. Many people came thinking they would experience a night of "good old, harmless Christian music"("Parang rock concert, pero tungkol kay Jesus" siguro, sabi ng iba). But few actually knew what they were in for. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Intense worship. Desperate prayer. The dynamic presence of God.&lt;/span&gt; So un.. We all came with our own expectations, but in the end we left with renewed hearts and rekindled passion for Jesus.. Natouch din ako sa mga friends ko na natouch. Many of them gave their lives to Jesus that night. Grabe talaga..I never imagined that something like that would happen in our school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, what can I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Acts 5: 38-39 "...For if their purpose or activity is of human origin, it will fail. But if it is from God, you will not be able to stop these men; you will simply find yourselves fighting against God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God is really awesome.. And I know He won't stop there. We want more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.) &lt;/span&gt;Kamuntikan ko nang masunog yung bahay namin habang gumagawa ng kandila para sa Chem project. Huwaw.. hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.) &lt;/span&gt;STR: kasama kami sa Top 3 Most Promising Research Projects sa batch. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Effects of antifungal diene from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persea americana&lt;/span&gt; (avocado) on growth of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Candida albicans&lt;/span&gt;. Yehey! Go Sodium grp 1. Go Homer and Dom. Go Ma'am Hipol! Soon oral candidiasis won't be such a problem. Wahaaha.. Pero.. hindi pa namin nakukuha yung prize money namin. Huhuhuhuhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.)&lt;/span&gt;Um, Harana.. Second place yung grupo namin nila Ben. Yellow Cab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.)&lt;/span&gt;Nagkaproblema kami ng mga kaibian ko, pero medyo naresolve na namin nila Dom at nalaman ko na rin yung mga faults at shortcomings ko sa kanila. Humbling experience. Thanks guys :D still have a lot of apologizing to do though.. hindi pa tapos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.)&lt;/span&gt; Last and definitely the least blogworthy experience... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JS Prom.&lt;/span&gt; Wowwwww, ang saya saya saya saya saya saya saya saya saya ng JS prom ko. And I wouldn't be telling a lie if i said that wasn't not sarcastic&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Frustrated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm.. Bakit ba? Binasura kaming dalawa ni Jerome ng mga event coordinators..Hehehe.. tapos yung sistema ng pagkuha ng mga litrato.. Halos lahat ng tao, naubos yung oras as labas sa kahihintay na matawag sila para sa group or solo pic.. Mali yung ginawa nilang sistema..I spent most of my time waiting in line to be called so we could have our class barkada pic taken, but in the end I had our order pulled out. Hindi na talaga kami natawag eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ano pa.. Hindi nasunod yung playlist, sayang yung pinaghirapan ni Garrick. Basta, nabadtrip ako.. Tapos yung nakasayaw ko lang, tatlong ate sa 06. Hindi naman sa ayaw ko silang kasayaw, pero.. sana man lang pati yung mga kaibigan ko, naisayaw ko. Pero hindi, bitin kasi one hour late nagsimula yung program. Alam naman ng karamihan yung tungkol sa "Last Song" incident. Basta, nag-announce na kasi si Egg ng "after this, we'll have the last song". So nataranta yung mga tao, siyempre last dance na nila. Tapos biglang namatay yung music at nag-on yung mga ilaw. Wala nang last song. Hahahahahaha.. Surprise surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Buti na lang masarap yung pagkain, tsaka masaya yung Empire State table. Mmmmmm mussel soup.. Nabitin ako sa kakulitan ninyo. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; By the way, congrats to Egg, Princess of Manhattan (dream come true) and Jao, Prince of Manhattan (and you still probably don't know what hit you, bro. Hahahaha.. pogi mo kasi eh!). I hear it's a big responsibility, royal duties and all that stuff..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Basta, nakapanghihinayang lang talaga. Pero nakakatawa din, kung iisipin mo. Prom horror story. At least, years from now I can look back at all this and probably have a good laugh. Sabi nga ni Jao, bitaw na daw. Sabi naman ni Dani, bawi na lang daw kami. hehehehe.. Oo nga naman, tapos na eh. It's alright to be disappointed, (kasi disappointing naman talaga eh) but to grope about it and let depression grow on you, and to convince yourself that your life will never be the same because you had a terrible prom night? C'mon, pampelikula na 'yun tol. B-movie pa. Lilipas din yan. Tsaka wala namang nangyayari ng walang dahilan. Maganda o pangit, experience din yung prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sa lahat ng nag-enjoy, good for you. Sa lahat ng hindi.. Next year na lang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Susubukan kong maghanap ng pictures. Kapag nakahanap na ako ng pictures galing sa ibang tao, ipopost ko rito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ito na lang masasabi ko.. Homer, ang lakas mo!!!! Seryoso, ang daya nun ah!!! Ikaw ha, hindi mo sinasabi may ganoon ka palang balak.Hahahahhahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Inaantok na ako.. zzZzzZzZzzzzzZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20092153-114028216004761662?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/114028216004761662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=114028216004761662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114028216004761662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/114028216004761662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/02/homer-youre-best.html' title='Homer, you&apos;re the best!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113976346285505277</id><published>2006-02-13T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:57:43.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alis diyan mga langaw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ito, para lang hindi ninyo masabing nilalangaw na 'yung blog ko. Mag-aala-una na, at gusto ko sanang gumawa ng post. Pero mas ginusto kong gumawa ng STR ctritique of a Research 2 Project. Woohoohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ang swerte namin nina Jao, Garrick at Edmar. Project 72. Ngayon ko lang nalaman na sobra pala kaming ma-PALAD. Wahahahah.. madali lang gawan ng critique. 'Yung mga gumawa ng research project na 'yun, kung binabasa niyo 'to.. deh, wag niyo na lang basahin =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At dahil mag-uumaga na.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday ate Karen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday lahat ng ka-birthday ni ate Karen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saka na 'yung tunay na post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-113976346285505277?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113976346285505277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113976346285505277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113976346285505277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113976346285505277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/02/alis-diyan-mga-langaw.html' title='alis diyan mga langaw.'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113647620177706687</id><published>2006-01-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:59:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there not a cause?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sablay kami sa screening kanina! Waaahahahaha.. Kung siguro itatanong mo sakin "hmm Pito, kailan ba yung pinakabulok ninyong tugtog?", 'yun na siguro. Talagang SABOG! Hahaha.. Tapos, tapos.. sa lahat pa ng pwedeng pagkakataon, sa screening pa ng una naming BotB.. Pero okay lang, kahit papaano may mga natutunan ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.) Never borrow a bass guitar from another band. Kahit mabait sila. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or at least never do it in front of the judges.&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha.. Minus points sa inyo yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.) Have some intro lines prepared. Talk to the judges and the audience before you start, para hindi sila mainip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.) Always, always, ALWAYS check the instruments' volume settings before starting. See to it that they blend well and don't overpower each other. Mag-jam muna kayo bago magsimula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ayan, sa #3 kami nahuli eh. Hindi namin ginawa. So malakas 'yung bass, tapos 'yung lead guitar naman &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi talaga marinig. &lt;/span&gt;Pati ako, hindi ko marinig, kaya nahirapan akong tumugtog. Pero di bale, mukhang astig naman yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itsura&lt;/span&gt; ng solo eh, kahit hindi narinig! Hahaha.. da moves!.. Dapat pala inabuso ko na, nagpagulong-gulong na sana ako doon sa sahig tapos tinadyakan ko lahat ng mga amplifier, o kaya sumabit ako sa ceiling fan (pero di ko abot).. joke.. Dami pa naming ibang mali, ewan ko kung nahalata. Pero buti medyo nasalo naman namin 'yung iba.. Pangit pa rin.. hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Noong una nga, pag-uwi ko sobrang bad trip ko pa e. We really could have done better. A lot better. So when I got home, ayun, nag-gitara ako nang nag-gitara.. Probably I was hoping it would make me feel better.. Heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero di rin 'yun umubra eh, kaya buti na lang nakapag-usap kami ng nanay ko kanina. Medyo nag-away pa nga kami bago nun eh.. (dahil sa init ng ulo ko.. hahaha) Pero may sinabi siyang bagay na mahalaga, na nakapag-encourage sakin. Sabi niya, parang "baka may sinasabi sayo si God diyan. Hindi naman niya kayo hahayaang mapahiya nang ganoon na walang dahilan. Baka kasi dahil masyado ka nang nakatuon sa pagtugtog mo, hindi mo na Siya nabibigyan ng panahon; hindi lang 'yun, pati yung mga ibang bagay sa buhay mo.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Parang ang lalim ng tagalog. Sa totoo english 'yun e, pero tagalog na rin yung talata kaya tinuloy ko na..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Napaisip ako doon sa sinabi niya. Totoo nga. Nauubos ang panahon ko sa gitara. Maybe that was God's way of reminding me to refocus my pursuits. Wag masyadong magpa-adik sa tugtugan. I'm sure He knows getting into the Battle of the Bands is something I really want (kung winning, asa pa no! kahit pasok lang, masaya na kami doon!). If He takes that away from me, then it could only mean it's not part of what He wants and He has something better. Naaalala ko tuloy 'yung message na sinend ko nung New Year, yung Proverbs 3:5-6. Ngayon sakin bumabalik. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero malay natin, hindi pa naman lumalabas yung mga resulta (o baka hindi pa sinasabi samin dahil sipa na kami.. haha) Kung pasok, e di wahoooo! Pasang-awa. Gagalingan na lang namin talaga para hindi sila manghinayang na pinasok kami sa Battle. Todo practice. Hehe.. Pero kung hinde, e di hinde! Baka sinasabi ni God na sa worship ko na lang talaga gamitin ang musika, at hindi na pang-rakrakan. Hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On to other things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Maybe I haven't mentioned this before, but this February ACTS is planning to host a JREV night concert at the PSHS grand stand. JREV = &lt;a href="http://www.jesusrev.com/"&gt;Jesus Revolution.&lt;/a&gt;.. Check the link if you want to know what JREV is all about. I'm so excited; God is going to do something in Pisay. Anyways, na sa planning stages pa lang kami, and we're still in the process of negotiating with the authorities and raising funds. If it will push through, maybe in a few weeks we're going to be visiting nearby high schools to invite people to come over. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow we're going to hold an officers' meeting at ASTB 104, 4:30 and another one at the same place and time next monday (hehehe, nagparinig)&lt;/span&gt;.But this is going to take more than careful planning and strategizing. Much more than that, if we really want to see God move in our campus. Kaya sasama ako kay &lt;a href="http://jaolimaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jao.&lt;/a&gt; magfast. Pagppray namin 'yun, tsaka mga iba pang bagay. If you want to join in our cause, I encourage you to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am also sharing this to you so you would know why I won't be found anywhere on the internet for the next 7 days. Yes, I won't be blogging, I won't be using YM and I won't be surfing este researching (stuck with the dusty encyclopedias here I guess). When Jao first encouraged me to join him, God impressed upon me to also include using the internet in my fast. Sabi Niya, kung meron daw talaga akong gustong i-give-up para kay God, e di yung mahirap nang bitawan. Hahaha, mahirap nga. Kaya noong una kong naisip na gawin 'yun, hindi pa ako sigurado kung gagawin ko talaga. Pero na-confirm sakin na galing talaga sa Kanya 'yung idea na 'yun dahil sobrang frustrated ako na may topak 'yung DSL namin kanina at hindi ako makagamit ng internet. Talagang bagot ako. Ngayon nga lang ulit naayos eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Totoo na 'to, hinid ako nagpapalusot para hindi muna ako magblog :D.. Kaya 'yun, see you next Friday na lang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20092153-113647620177706687?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113647620177706687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113647620177706687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113647620177706687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113647620177706687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/01/is-there-not-cause.html' title='Is there not a cause?'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113621284270514304</id><published>2006-01-02T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:40:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as the cliche goes, "all good things"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I sit in front of the PC monitor, savoring the last few moments of freedom I have left. Goodbye healthy sleeping hours. Goodbye non-rushed breakfast. Goodbye delicious home-cooked lunch. Goodbye lazy afternoons. Goodbye staring into space.(ay, hello pala ulit.. marami pa tayong ganyan sa school) Tomorrow I'll be unintentionally waking up late again and scrambling my way to the bathroom ten minutes before my bus arrives. So there, goodbye. It was fun while it lasted. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But goodbye blog? No, no, no, no. I don't think so. *wink* Hello DSL! (in advance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's it, I'm turning in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord,  sana magising ako ng maaga bukas para makapag-QT ako. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"zzzzZZZzZzzZ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20092153-113621284270514304?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113621284270514304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113621284270514304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113621284270514304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113621284270514304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2006/01/as-cliche-goes-all-good-things_02.html' title='as the cliche goes, &quot;all good things&quot;...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113603330535921111</id><published>2005-12-31T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:49:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before short-term memory loss kicks in..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Okay, I just got back from my short non-bloggin vacation. I actually had a lot of time on my hands, but I just didn't feel like it. I'm not depressed or anything, I just didn't feel like it. Since when did I need an excuse for being lazy?Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hala, dati tinatamad kaya nakapag-blog. Ngayon tinatamad na mag-blog.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Patay na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. hahahaha&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, may naisip ako.Time to throw in a bit of creativity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Every month gagawa ako ng isang conyo entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;. Let's just say it's my way of paying tribute to that hilariously stupid parody blog that a friend once showed me, Caffeine Rush. Alam mo yun, minsan kasi nakaka-aliw yung mga conyo entries. Iba-ibang reaksyon yung nabibigay sa mga tao. May natatawa, nagkakakabag, nananapak, halu-halo na e! Fun. *conyo voice on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;So, since this is the last day of the year na, kaya I'm gonna make conyo to my salita already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  ....&lt;/span&gt; But hey, that doesn't mean naman that I don't have any kwento to share. Like, so dami nang nangyari these past few days. Okay, where should I make simula.. I kinda forgot na eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                            ------------December 27, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Well, not much naman nangyari. It was the birthday of my little brother, but they left na before I got home so I got iwan alone sa bahay. Belated happy birthday little brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                            ------------December 28, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yehey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Support the Pinoy film industry! It's been so haba since I last watched a Filipino flick sa theater. Almost forever na nga eh! (Some people say things like "such a long ago". Don't they know, that's mali kaya!So bobo naman their english. Or maybe they're like nagpapatawa. harharhar.) And I think that was Bagong Buwan pa yata, kasi it was required pa for my Araling Panlipunan class. Anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yun na lang iniisip ko eh, at least naka-help pa ako sa film industry ng country. Please, for the love of all that is good, do not watch Mulawin! Kasi the movie was sooooo bulok! As in! I'm not watching that again, ever no. I made nood kasama ng COC-mates ko sa Church, and when it was over we were all like "Hay salamat natapos din!". So pangit kasi. Well, may graphics naman siya, but the choreography was soooooooo kadiri. As in naghihintayan sila ng hampas ng sword! And si Angel, sobrang talbog magfight! Like may spring siya sa feet. Funny kaya. Basta, go Exodus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                            ------------December 29, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan. What happened today? At some point of the day, I made abot my cell phone. And then nakita ko, may message for me. Si Aica yung nagtext sakin. She said something like "yaku, pupunta kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sa bahay nila Aiki" or something like that. I was like, "my gosh, really?"..  Shocks. Nike Shocks.&lt;br /&gt;So yun, made punta to SM to buy her regalo. Kakahiya nga kasi it was like no surprise already. I got her an Itchyworms album. Buti na lang, because there was only one CD left in the store. (Oh, by the way kawawa naman if worms get itchy talaga, they can't make kamot.) So ayun, went to Aiki's house to make tulong with their project. Nagdrawing ako for their trading-card-like thingy. And then you know sobrang hirap ng pinapagawa nila no. How can anyone draw "Twist of Fate" kaya?? And then I was trying to draw a standing kabayo, so I had to do the actions pa so I could make gaya. They laughed at me! So hirap naman, wala naman kasi akong model right? Buti pa if Aica had a Ferrari, so I could make kopya. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Tapos afterwards, niyaya ko sina Aica and Aiki over to my house. I fed them blueberry cheesecake. And then they left. Byeee Aica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                            ------------December 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened ba? I forgot na. That's like so Alzheimer's disease. Nooooo! I'm bata pa! hahahahaha. &lt;*conyo voice off*..: if by now you're really, really annoyed, please try to keep yourself from smashing your hands, your head, or some other nearby object into the monitor.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*conyo voice on*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, wait! Nareremember ko na pala already. I watched Patch Adams on HBO. Now that was more than enough to make up for Mulawin kadiri. That's my favorite movie na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                            ------------December 31, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Silakbo to practice with my kabandas. Made me so pagod! We practiced for like, four hours! And now I have kalyo on my pinky. So kawawa naman my pinky! So hard kasi to make-kapa the solo in "Heartbreaker". Oh, I have something important to say. Patalastas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our band is searching for a vocalist. Yes, a vocalist. (If you're a corny person, bawal yung kalbo. You think you're so nakakatawa ha. harharhar) Someone who can sing classic rock. &lt;/span&gt;Alam mo 'yung Rock Star in XS? Here, it's parang "Rock Star in The Nerve".. yuck, buti na lang our name's The Nerve. Paano kaya if it was like, "The Navy" or "A dumpster" or "Pajamas" or "Overalls" or "Capacitated".. Harharhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh! And here, I have kwento pa. It was my first time to drive kaninang afternoon! Yehey! At first I was kabado. I almost made bunggo the wall of my kapitbahay. But then we went to some empty road. Empty road! So I made atras-abante-U-turn na paulit-ulit to get sanay. So when I got sanay I drove a little, and there was this grupo ng mga people. May guy na nagtatali ng shoelace, maybe he thought na babanggain ko siya! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*conyo voice off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there! Give me some feedback. :D Though I doubt if anyone will still get to read this before the year ends. You guys are probably too busy contemplating right now, aren't you? Tama yan. Think back, and try to remember what God has done this past year. There are so many things to be thankful for, pati yung mga paghihirap mo, kasama yan. Smile. Thank God. And thank God that "conyo day" only happens once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight." &lt;/span&gt;Proverbs 3: 5-6. Now that's the way to welcome the new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone! If there's anything I could ask for, it would be for God to refresh my spirit and give me a brand new start. Brand new hunger. Brand new passion for Him! I'm sure you guys will have an exciting year ahead of you, too. God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;*yung mga kapwa ko pandak, wag na kayong tumalon, pagpray 'nyo na lang! :D*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-113603330535921111?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113603330535921111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113603330535921111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113603330535921111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113603330535921111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2005/12/before-short-term-memory-loss-kicks-in.html' title='Before short-term memory loss kicks in..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113559535110317027</id><published>2005-12-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T19:19:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana is the best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just so you know, I don't really feel like blogging today. (Hahahahahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Played basketball at Philam with Alvin and Joshua this morning. Justin and Kim were supposed to come, but turned out they got to the place an hour early, and then left because we weren't there yet.. Earlier than any of us, actually. We were supposed to meet at 8 but Joshua and I got there at around 9. Sorry guys. Wala na si Shooterlolo. Napalitan ng dalawang matanda na magulang maglaro, isang fake redhead at isang mataba. Afterwards, we invaded the playground. Had nothing else to do. Jumping down the slide face-first is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c102/midnighttricycle07/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, for those of you who still have family reunions to host: It's not a very good idea to play Swing remixes of Christmas songs will everyone's eating. It gets people agitated. Really weird. You get this feeling that you have to eat faster, you know. Like you have to eat with the beat. hahaha.. You've probably never tried it before, frantic eating.. If you're the up for the thrill, slap that CD on and bring out the leftovers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watch your guests and laugh at them. Maybe you can join in, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Life experience. Level up. But if you're on a diet, no Christmas swing remix for you boy (or girl) :p. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahahahaha. BANGAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"it is important to make out the moment being ready to eat. find the best one with the color and smell. but don't eat too much!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-113559535110317027?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113559535110317027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113559535110317027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113559535110317027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113559535110317027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2005/12/banana-is-best.html' title='Banana is the best!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113544736613649699</id><published>2005-12-25T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T02:31:07.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post-Christmas post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Ah, Christmas Eve. For the traditional Filipino family, that means one thing: the Noche Buena. It's when families travel far across the country to celebrate and be united with the clan. Siyempre, Christmas time eh! Time to catch up with relatives whom you otherwise see only on two other occasions: birthdays and funerals. Time for someone to dress up as Santa. Time for the kids to drool over the thought of opening that mountain of presents under the tree. Time to meet anonymous people asking for donations outside your gate, while everyone else is partying inside. Time to stuff yourself with different kinds of food. Time to pull out that Magic Sing. Yes, that's Christmastime alright!!! Isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Our family's Noche Buena just ended a few hours ago. I finally got to see my cousins (or uncles and aunts, rather) Alvin, Cheska and Phoebe again. Abbie didn't come. Anyways.. So what happened? The usual. Shook hands with the uncles and lolos; kissed the aunts and lolas. Food, games, picture taking (no one ever does it with a real camera these days now that cell phones are pretty much good for everything..haha..), and gift-giving. Then one person leaves. Then everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And in the aftermath of the party, after cleaning the tables, picking up crumpled pieces of gift wrapper and finishing off that last bowl of buko pandan, with still a few firecrackers exploding somewhere in the distance, I thought, "hey, wait a minute".. And here's what I have to say: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sick of how we celebrate Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I don't have anything against Christmas traditions. There's nothing wrong with large family gatherings. I missed seeing my cousins. There's nothing wrong with exchanging gifts to show love for one another. There's nothing wrong with enjoying warm fellowship over a good meal. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's wrong is how, year after year, we do the same things as a clan, and yet never stop to wonder what this is all for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you do things over and over again without meaning, it becomes just another routine. And when it becomes just another routine, then it becomes empty. You can count on that. Then you'll know everything's just superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  It's not surprising, with all this turmoil happening in the Philippines. People eat less, laugh less, worry and get sick more often. I noticed that this year's party was significantly shorter than last year's(which was likewise significantly shorter than the year before last). But who do we blame? The government officials who are responsible for the sad state our country is in? Puro problema na ang Pilipinas. Ganun lang ba 'yon? Kaya hindi na tulad ng dati ang Noche Buena? Kaya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di mo na feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Well, to some extent, yes, but not really. Here's what I think: Tayo rin may problema eh. Why? Because of what we look for in a celebration. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of what we're looking for when we celebrate Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes we get too caught up and preoccupied with the celebration itself that we tend to forget &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what it is we're celebrating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    Kanino bang birthday 'to? Hindi naman atin, di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Jesus was born in a manger. Some historians think that the nativity scene didn't actually take place in a barn-like structure, but most probably in something more like a small cave. Imagine getting born (or even in Mary's PoV, giving birth) in a damp, smelly place surrounded by animals. Come on, I bet the animals didn't really stare at Jesus like most belens portray it; they probably did their usual animal stuff, walking around, snorting and drooling all over the place. Did Jesus complain? Of course not, he was only a few seconds old. But here's the clincher: before His birth Christ knew that he was going to be born for one purpose: to die. He was born to die for you. To take your place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did He complain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; That's it. That's what I have to say. If you can't relate to my post, and you know that your family hasn't lost the real reason for the season thing, then hey, good for you! But if, like me, you feel disgusted and you've realized just now that you want to celebrate Christmas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for real&lt;/span&gt;, then better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want to enjoy Christmas? Strip it down to its core. Thank God He was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Merry Christmas, everyone? You can be merry anytime you want. Just have a meaningful CHRISTmas. Sounds cliché? Not when you've experienced it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/20092153-113544736613649699?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113544736613649699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113544736613649699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113544736613649699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113544736613649699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2005/12/post-christmas-post.html' title='A post-Christmas post'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113533395675108727</id><published>2005-12-23T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:46:04.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it's been sealed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So here we are again for the second post. Didn't think I could do it? So did I. But since this is here, and you're reading it, then it looks like I'll be blogging here for a long time. At least until I get tired of it. That means you'll just have to bear with me for the next couple of weeks, months, or possibly for the rest of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moohahahahhahaha *snort*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As you can see, I've patched up the layout a bit. To the various  &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/"&gt;blogskins&lt;/a&gt;  contributors who didn't think some anonymous dude could just come along, borrow their images and mix up their layouts : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;thanks a lot! bet you didn't see it coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; .. but seroiusly, thanks. I suck at design. Hahaha.. Spent the whole morning layouting, linking friends and killing time on YM (how I wish we had DSL back at home). I figured I'd post later in the day so I'd have more stuff to talk about. But get this, and it's really weird: The whole afternoon I had this strange feeling that someone was reading over my shoulder. It's pretty scary. Especially when you know no one's around. Must be getting paranoid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Paranoid?! Who, me??!  I'm not getting paranoid! What's that??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well anyway, it just feels so good now that i've finally gotten something done this Christmas, aside from animating lego blocks and checking to see if ewoks really do speak Tagalog (and by the way they do!). Better add that to my long list of vacation achievements.. Like I have one.. I wish.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Speaking of achievements.. wala lang.Achievements.. Bakit, ikaw meron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;O, the Battle of the Bands application forms are due today. Or should I say, were due this afternoon. So if there's anyone out there who still wants to join the Pisay battle of the bands this January.. Well.. you can't. Or maybe if you were persistent enough, yeah I guess you could. But c'mon (common! haha.. running joke), it's this January already! Garrick and I only found out about the application deadline late last night (or rather, early this morning. as in 1am early). We were in shock. But hey, pisay-folk are crammers. No sweat. After much speculation early this morning in a half-asleep state of mind, we decided to go for it. The lineup: Me, Garrick, Kevin and Alba. We're covering Heartbreaker by Led Zepellin and Helter Skelter by The Beatles, plus there's this compositon that Garrick's working on right now. Screening is on January 4, and, as Garrick put it, we have to be more than prepared by then. I guess that's done. All we have to do is practice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That's if for today. I better spend time with my sisters. Haven't seen them in a loooong time. They're so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And today's familiar quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"It's so nice to see you to see you nice!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;P.S.: Lord, it's been quite some time since we last talked. Looking forward to meeting you tonight. So many things to talk about, so much plans for next year. But I'll seek You first. Advanced happy birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20092153-113533395675108727?l=midnighttricycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/feeds/113533395675108727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20092153&amp;postID=113533395675108727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113533395675108727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20092153/posts/default/113533395675108727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnighttricycle.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-so-its-been-sealed.html' title='and so it&apos;s been sealed..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18186981042111840013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092153.post-113524871858495775</id><published>2005-12-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:15:52.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's...it's..it's a blog! *gasp*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because I abandoned my Xanga blog without even posting a single entry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I now hereby present to you, as a tribute to my first blog that's probably floating somewhere around the internet,  my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; blog. Yehey.  *wild cheer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm not even sure if this is going to work out! I mean, for someone who has over a thousand unread messages in his Yahoo mailbox, who owes Friendster testimonials to around what, a hundred people, and who usually replies to text messages a day later (erm, sorry Dom!), a blog might be a bit too much to handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;TAMAD lang talaga ako. Why spend precious internet hours blogging when you can spend hours idly staring into space -for free-? I don't know. I don't think I really need a place to express myself. Maybe I'm just too ashamed to admit that I've gotten pretty sentimental lately.(I haven't, btw!) Or...probably it's because I'm really bored. Yeah, that's it. BORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;But hey, what's there to lose? As if i have anything better to do while I'm online. Alone.. huhuhu.. hehehe.. Let's make the internet useful. Go internet. One question now remains: what will be the content of my following posts? Will I fill this blog with sentimental rantings, like most people do? Or idiotic stuff, like some people do (hahaha, fun fun). Will there even be a second post? What is the difference between a duck? Make that three.. We'll see.. Soon enough.. *junjunjuuuuun*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;And just like the countless others who have jumped on the bandwagon, I end this post with a familiar quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1. ACKNOWLEDGMENT AND ACCEPTANCE OF TERMS OF SERVICE Blogger.com ("Blogger"), owned and operated by Pyra.com, Ltd. ("Pyra"), is provided to you ("Member") under the terms and conditions of this Blogger Terms of Service (BTS) and any operating rules or policies that may be published by Pyra. The BTS comprises the entire agreement between Member and Blogger and supersedes all prior agreements between the parties regarding the subject matter contained herein. 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Member must: (1) provide all equipment, including a computer and modem, necessary to establish a connection to the World Wide Web; (2) provide for own access to the World Wide Web and pay any telephone service fees associated with such access. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 3. MODIFICATIONS TO TERMS OF SERVICE Pyra may change the terms and conditions of the BTS from time to time. Upon major changes in the terms and conditions of the BTS, Pyra will notify you by posting the changes as a start-up screen prior to your subsequent use of the Service. If you agree to be bound by the changes, you must again click the "I Accept" button that will follow the posted changes. If you do not click the "I Accept" button, you may terminate your use of the Service at that time. Minor changes in the terms and conditions of the BTS will be posted to Blogger News at http://www.blogger.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member's continued use of the Service constitutes an affirmative: (1) acknowledgment by Member of the BTS and BTS modifications; and (2) agreement by Member to abide and be bound by the BTS and BTS modifications. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 4. MODIFICATIONS TO SERVICE Pyra reserves the right to modify or discontinue the Service with or without notice to Member. Pyra shall not be liable to Member or any third party should Pyra exercise BTS right to modify or discontinue the Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 5. PRIVACY POLICY All information entered into Blogger by Member is private to Member except to the extent that he or she opts to share that information with other Blogger members and/or the public, through Blogger or otherwise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It is Pyra's policy to respect the privacy of Members. Therefore, Pyra will not disclose to any third party Member's name or contact information. Pyra will also not monitor, edit, or disclose the contents of a Member's information unless required to do so by law or in the good faith belief that such action is necessary to: (1) conform to the edicts of the law or comply with legal process served on Pyra; (2) protect and defend the rights or property of Pyra; or (3) act under exigent circumstances to protect the personal safety of BTS members or the public; (4) fix or debug problems with the Blogger software/service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 6a. CONTENT OWNERSHIP Unless stated otherwise for specific services, Member will retain copyright ownership and all related rights for information he or she publishes through Blogger or otherwise enters into Blogger-related services. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 6b. CONTENT RESPONSIBILITY Member acknowledges and agrees that Pyra neither endorses the contents of any Member communications nor assumes responsibility for any threatening, libelous, obscene, harassing or offensive material contained therein, any infringement of third party intellectual property rights arising therefrom or any crime facilitated thereby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 7. MEMBER ACCOUNT, PASSWORD, AND SECURITY Once you become a member of the Service, you shall receive a password and an account. You are entirely responsible if you do not maintain the confidentiality of your password and account. Furthermore, you are entirely responsible for any and all activities which occur under your account. You may change your password at any time (to do so, go to the team area of any blog you are a member of, click on your name and then "edit profile"); you may also set up a new account and close an old one at your convenience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member agrees to immediately notify Pyra of any unauthorized use of Member's account or any other breach of security known to Member. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 8. DISCLAIMER OF WARRANTIES MEMBER EXPRESSLY AGREES THAT USE OF THE SERVICE IS AT MEMBER'S SOLE RISK. THE SERVICE IS PROVIDED ON AN "AS IS" AND "AS AVAILABLE" BASIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; PYRA EXPRESSLY DISCLAIMS ALL WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, WHETHER EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING, BUT NOT LIMITED TO THE IMPLIED WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY, FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE AND NON-INFRINGEMENT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; PYRA MAKES NO WARRANTY THAT THE SERVICE WILL MEET YOUR REQUIREMENTS, OR THAT THE SERVICE WILL BE UNINTERRUPTED, TIMELY, SECURE, OR ERROR FREE; NOR DOES MAKE ANY WARRANTY AS TO THE RESULTS THAT MAY BE OBTAINED FROM THE USE OF THE SERVICE OR AS TO THE ACCURACY OR RELIABILITY OF ANY INFORMATION OBTAINED THROUGH THE SERVICE OR THAT DEFECTS IN THE SOFTWARE WILL BE CORRECTED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; MEMBER UNDERSTANDS AND AGREES THAT ANY MATERIAL AND/OR DATA DOWNLOADED OR OTHERWISE OBTAINED THROUGH THE USE OF THE SERVICE IS DONE AT MEMBER'S OWN DISCRETION AND RISK AND THAT MEMBER WILL BE SOLELY RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DAMAGE TO MEMBER'S COMPUTER SYSTEM OR LOSS OF DATA THAT RESULTS FROM THE DOWNLOAD OF SUCH MATERIAL AND/OR DATA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; PYRA MAKES NO WARRANTY REGARDING ANY GOODS OR SERVICES PURCHASED OR OBTAINED THROUGH THE SERVICE OR ANY TRANSACTIONS ENTERED INTO THROUGH THE SERVICE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; NO ADVICE OR INFORMATION, WHETHER ORAL OR WRITTEN, OBTAINED BY MEMBER FROM OR THROUGH THE SERVICE SHALL CREATE ANY WARRANTY NOT EXPRESSLY MADE HEREIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; SOME JURISDICTIONS DO NOT ALLOW THE EXCLUSION OF CERTAIN WARRANTIES, SO SOME  OF THE ABOVE EXCLUSIONS MAY NOT APPLY TO YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 9. LIMITATION OF LIABILITY PYRA SHALL NOT BE LIABLE FOR ANY DIRECT, INDIRECT, INCIDENTAL, SPECIAL OR CONSEQUENTIAL DAMAGES, RESULTING FROM THE USE OR THE INABILITY TO USE THE SERVICE OR FOR COST OF PROCUREMENT OF SUBSTITUTE GOODS AND SERVICES OR RESULTING FROM ANY GOODS OR SERVICES PURCHASE OR OBTAINED OR MESSAGES RECEIVED OR TRANSACTIONS ENTERED INTO THROUGH THE SERVICE OR RESULTING FROM UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS TO OR ALTERATION OF MEMBER'S TRANSMISSIONS OR DATA, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO, DAMAGES FOR LOSS OF PROFITS, USE, DATA OR OTHER INTANGIBLE, EVEN IF HAS BEEN ADVISED OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; SOME JURISDICTIONS DO NOT ALLOW THE LIMITATION OR EXCLUSION OF LIABILITY FOR INCIDENTAL OR CONSEQUENTIAL DAMAGES SO SOME OF THE ABOVE LIMITATIONS MAY NOT APPLY TO YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 10. NO RESALE OF THE SERVICE Member agrees not to resell the Service, without the express consent of Pyra. (Note: Setting up Blogger blogs for clients to update their web pages and charging for your time is fine.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 11. STORAGE AND OTHER LIMITATIONS Pyra assumes no responsibility for the deletion or failure to store information entered into Blogger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pyra has set no fixed upper limit on the number or posts Member may send or receive through the Service or the amount of storage spaced used; however, Pyra retains the right, at Pyra's sole discretion, to determine whether or not Member's conduct is consistent with the letter and spirit of the BTS and may terminate Service if a Member's conduct is found to be inconsistent with the BTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 12. MEMBER CONDUCT Member is solely responsible for the contents of his or her transmissions through the Service. Member's use of the Service is subject to all applicable local, state, national and international laws and regulations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member agrees: (1) to comply with US law regarding the transmission of technical data exported from the United States through the Service; (2) not to use the Service for illegal purposes; (3) not to interfere or disrupt networks connected to the Service; and (4) to comply with all regulations, policies and procedures of networks connected to the Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The Service makes use of the Internet to send and receive certain messages; therefore, Member's conduct is subject to Internet regulations, policies and procedures. Member will not use the Service for chain letters, junk mail, spamming or any use of distribution lists to any person who has not given specific permission to be included in such a process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member agrees not to transmit through the Service any unlawful, harassing, libelous, abusive, threatening, or harmful material of any kind or nature. Member further agrees not to transmit any material that encourages conduct that could constitute a criminal offense, give rise to civil liability or otherwise violate any applicable local, state, national or international law or regulation. Attempts to gain unauthorized access to other computer systems are prohibited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member shall not interfere with another Member's use and enjoyment of the Service or another entity's use and enjoyment of similar services. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pyra may, at its sole discretion, immediately terminate Service should Member's conduct fail to conform with these terms and conditions of the BTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 13. INDEMNIFICATION Member agrees to indemnify and hold Pyra, parents, subsidiaries, affiliates, officers and employees, harmless from any claim or demand, including reasonable attorneys' fees, made by any third party due to or arising out of Member's use of the Service, the violation of this BTS by Member, or the infringement by Member, or other user of the Service using Member's computer, of any intellectual property or other right of any person or entity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 14. TERMINATION Either Member or Pyra may terminate the Service with or without cause at any time and effective immediately. Pyra shall not be liable to Member or any third party for termination of Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Should Member object to any terms and conditions of the BTS or any subsequent modifications thereto or become dissatisfied with the Service in any way, Member's only recourse is to immediately discontinue use of the Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Upon termination of the Service, Member's right to use the Service and Software immediately ceases. Member shall have no right and Pyra will have no obligation thereafter to forward any unread or unsent messages to Member or any third party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 15. NOTICE All notices to a party shall be in writing and shall be made either via email or conventional mail. Pyra may broadcast notices or messages through the Service to inform Member of changes to the BTS, the Service, or other matters of importance; such broadcasts shall constitute notice to Member. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 16. PARTICIPATION IN PROMOTIONS OF ADVERTISERS Member may enter into correspondence with or participate in promotions of the Advertisers showing their products on the Service. Any such correspondence or promotions, including the delivery of and the payment for goods and services, and any other terms, conditions, warranties or representations associated with such correspondence or promotions, are solely between the corresponding Member and the Advertiser. Pyra assumes no liability, obligation or responsibility for any part of any such correspondence or promotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 17. PROPRIETARY RIGHTS TO CONTENT Member acknowledges that content, including but not limited to text, software, music, sound, photographs, video, graphics or other material contained in either sponsor advertisements or email-distributed, commercially produced information presented to Member by the Service ("Content") by Pyra or Pyra's Advertisers, is protected by copyrights, trademarks, service marks, patents or other proprietary rights and laws; therefore, Member is only permitted to use this Content as expressly authorized by the Service or the Advertiser. Member may not copy, reproduce, distribute, or create derivative works from this Content without expressly being authorized to do so by the Service or the Advertiser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 18. LAWS The BTS shall be governed by and construed in accordance with the laws of the state of California, excluding BTS conflict of law provisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member and Pyra agree to submit to the exclusive jurisdiction of the courts of the state of California. If any provision(s) of the BTS is held by a court of competent jurisdiction to be contrary to law, then such provision(s) shall be construed, as nearly as possible, to reflect the intentions of the parties with the other provisions remaining in full force and effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pyra's failure to exercise or enforce any right or provision of the BTS shall not constitute a waiver of such right or provision unless acknowledged and agreed to by Pyra in writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Member and Pyra agree that any cause of action arising out of or related to this Service must commence within one (1) year after the cause of action arose; otherwise, such cause of action is permanently barred. The section titles in the BTS are solely used for the convenience of the parties and have no legal or contractual significance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terms of Service&lt;/strong&gt; for Blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Blog*Spot is an optional hosting service for Blogger-powered blogs. If the Blog*Spot option is selected, the following terms also apply: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1. ACCEPTANCE OF TERMS Welcome to Pyra's BlogSpot. Pyra.com Ltd. ("Pyra") provides the BlogSpot service to you, subject to the following Terms of Service ("TOS"), which may be updated by us from time to time without notice to you; provided that, we will not alter Section 5 ("Content Submitted to BlogSpot") without prior notice to and acceptance by you. You can review the most current version of the TOS at any time at: http://www.blogspot.com/tos.html. Please note that other Pyra services (like Blogger) are governed by a different Terms of Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 2. DESCRIPTION OF SERVICE BlogSpot currently provides users with access to web page hosting services, specifically for Blogger-powered web pages (the "Service"). (Blogger is a separate service of Pyra which does not require BlogSpot. BlogSpot is provided simply as a convenience for Blogger users who don't already have a place to put the Blogger-powered site.) Unless explicitly stated otherwise, any new features that augment or enhance the current Service, shall be subject to this TOS. Now, this next part seems really damn obvious, but everyone else has it in their TOS's so someone's probably gotten sued for not having it. So: In order to use the Service, you must obtain access to the World Wide Web, either directly or through devices that access web-based content, and pay any service fees associated with such access. In addition, you must provide all equipment necessary to make such connection to the World Wide Web, including a computer and modem or other access device. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 3. Pyra PRIVACY POLICY It is Pyra's policy to respect the privacy of Members. Therefore, Pyra will not disclose to any third party Member's name or contact information. Pyra will also not monitor, edit, or disclose the contents of a Member's information unless required to do so by law or in the good faith belief that such action is necessary to: (1) conform to the edicts of the law or comply with legal process served on Pyra; (2) protect and defend the rights or property of Pyra; or (3) act under exigent circumstances to protect the personal safety of Pyra service's users or the public; (4) fix or debug problems with the BlogSpot servers/software/service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 4. MEMBER CONDUCT You understand that all information, data, text, software, music, sound, photographs, graphics, video, messages or other materials ("Content"), whether publicly posted or privately transmitted, are the sole responsibility of the person from which such Content originated. This means that you, and not Pyra, are entirely responsible for all Content that you upload, post or otherwise transmit via the Service. Pyra does not control the Content posted via the Service and, as such, does not guarantee the accuracy, integrity or quality of such Content. You understand that by using the Service, you may be exposed to Content that is offensive, indecent or objectionable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; You agree to not use the Service to: (a) upload, post or otherwise transmit any Content that is unlawful, harmful, threatening, abusive, harassing, tortious, defamatory, vulgar, obscene, libelous, invasive of another's privacy, hateful, or racially, ethnically or otherwise objectionable; (b) harm minors in any way; (c) impersonate any person or entity, including, but not limited to, a Pyra official, forum leader, guide or host, or falsely state or otherwise misrepresent your affiliation with a person or entity; (d) upload, post or otherwise transmit any Content that you do not have a right to transmit under any law or under contractual or fiduciary relationships (such as inside information, proprietary and confidential information learned or disclosed as part of employment relationships or under nondisclosure agreements); (e) upload, post or otherwise transmit any Content that infringes any patent, trademark, trade secret, copyright or other proprietary rights of any party; (f) upload, post or otherwise transmit any material that contains software viruses or any other computer code, files or programs designed to interrupt, destroy or limit the functionality of any computer software or hardware or telecommunications equipment; (g) interfere with or disrupt the Service or servers or networks connected to the Service, or disobey any requirements, procedures, policies or regulations of networks connected to the Service; (h) intentionally or unintentionally violate any applicable local, state, national or international law, including, but not limited to, regulations promulgated by the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission, any rules of any national or other securities exchange, including, without limitation, the New York Stock Exchange, the American Stock Exchange or the NASDAQ, and any regulations having the force of law; (i) "stalk" or otherwise harass another; (j) collect or store personal data about other users; (k) promote or provide instructional information about illegal activities, promote physical harm or injury against any group or individual, or promote any act of cruelty to animals. This may include, but is not limited to, providing instructions on how to assemble bombs, grenades and other weapons, and creating "Crush" sites; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   5. CONTENT SUBMITTED TO BlogSpot&lt;br /&gt;Pyra does not claim ownership of the Content you place on your BlogSpot Site. Pyra may quote or reproduce small portions of your content (if you have made it public) in order to promote your BlogSpot site and/or the BlogSpot service, but only on a fair-use-type basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; You acknowledge that Pyra does not pre-screen Content, but that Pyra and its designees shall have the right (but not the obligation) in their sole discretion to refuse or remove any Content that is available via the Service. Without limiting the foregoing, Pyra and its designees shall have the right to remove any Content that violates the TOS or is otherwise objectionable. You agree that you must evaluate, and bear all risks associated with, the use of any Content, including any reliance on the accuracy, completeness, or usefulness of such Content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 6. INDEMNITY You agree to indemnify and hold Pyra, and its subsidiaries, affiliates, officers, agents, co-branders or other partners, and employees, harmless from any claim or demand, including reasonable attorneys' fees, made by any third party due to or arising out of your Content, your use of the Service, your connection to the Service, your violation of the TOS, or your violation of any rights of another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 7. 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Doing so is grounds for immediate termination of service. The manner, mode and extent of advertising by Pyra on your BlogSpot Site is subject to change. Your correspondence or business dealings with, or participation in promotions of, advertisers found on or through the Service, including payment and delivery of related goods or services, and any other terms, conditions, warranties or representations associated with such dealings, are solely between you and such advertiser. You agree that Pyra shall not be responsible or liable for any loss or damage of any sort incurred as the result of any such dealings or as the result of the presence of such advertisers on the Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 11. 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GENERAL INFORMATION The TOS constitute the entire agreement between you and Pyra and govern your use of the Service, superceding any prior agreements between you and Pyra or BlogSpot (including, but not limited to, any prior versions of the TOS). You also may be subject to additional terms and conditions that may apply when you use affiliate or other Pyra services, third-party content or third-party software. The TOS and the relationship between you and Pyra shall be governed by the laws of the State of California without regard to its conflict of law provisions. You and Pyra agree to submit to the personal and exclusive jurisdiction of the courts located within the county of San Francisco, California. The failure of Pyra to exercise or enforce any right or provision of the TOS shall not constitute a waiver of such right or provision. If any provision of the TOS is found by a court of competent jurisdiction to be invalid, the parties nevertheless agree that the court should endeavor to give effect to the parties' intentions as reflected in the provision, and the other provisions of the TOS remain in full force and effect. You agree that regardless of any statute or law to the contrary, any claim or cause of action arising out of or related to use of the Service or the TOS must be filed within one (1) year after such claim or cause of action arose or be forever barred. The section titles in the TOS are for convenience only and have no legal or contractual effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   17. 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