<?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-11796150</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:13:32.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Exploits of a Manic Suicidal</title><subtitle type='html'>~Too powerless for world domination?  I don't think so.~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-114390692703067984</id><published>2006-04-01T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:55:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologize for the absolute delay of posts.  Maintaining one blog has been much work already let alone two.  If you want a more updated blog (with an updating rate of at least once a day believe me), visit killer-jock.livejournal.com .  Again, my apologies for the trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-114390692703067984?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114390692703067984/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=114390692703067984' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/114390692703067984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/114390692703067984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-apologize-for-absolute-delay-of.html' title=''/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-114390479664179861</id><published>2006-04-01T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:19:56.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jetlag and a Tequila Drunkfest</title><content type='html'>Okay so I'm not in Manila! Just arrived in Tacloban a few hours ago, complete with jetlag after such an uber-delayed flight (blame the airport control for huge air traffic). For a few days we'll be stuck here before going to Hilongos to visit whatever there. We'll be here for one week, I think, before going to Cebu for some real fun. Haha yii!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love Cebu. Okay, so it's practically not so far as a comparison to Manila - practically the same amount of traffic, same amount of noise, and maybe the same amount of stress. But everytime I hang around Uptown Cebu, I feel relaxed. Yes, Uptown Cebu. Imagine Eastwood, Ayala, The Fort, and Rockwell all combined into one place, with probably one thing different - it's practically cheap. Well, not too cheap, but for the atmosphere that you get to enjoy here, it's definitely mucho cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's still one week to go before Cebu. It's also good that we're here in Leyte to get away from a bit of civilization. There's nothing like sheer nature to get your brain cells get recharged. It's here that I got ideas for some music video concepts that I want, and hopefully even my more academic brain gets recharged here. Ponyeta I need to recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come back to Manila I'll definitely wizen up a bit and give studies much concern for a while. Can't stay like this all the time, I need to do better. Yes, I'm doing enough, but not enough to give me a college scholar status. That I want to achieve. At least for once I can prove myself in UP Diliman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I'll give myself time to recharge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-114390479664179861?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114390479664179861/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=114390479664179861' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/114390479664179861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/114390479664179861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2006/04/jetlag-and-tequila-drunkfest.html' title='Jetlag and a Tequila Drunkfest'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-114390561818031108</id><published>2006-03-21T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:50:31.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erhm...  Vacation?  What vacation?</title><content type='html'>Today's supposedly our last day of classes, but then again, we all know that this IS UP after all. So yeah, brain-drain 'til April Fools'. Glory be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no damn idea on the schedule of hearings in the Supreme Court nor the Sandiganbayan for Proclamation 1017. Yes, I am supposed to attend the hearings and no, I haven't left my Institute to shift to Law School. Yet. Okay, so maybe I don't know what I am doing right now, but hey, this is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says that I should just go to Law School. Even my parents are convinced that I should forget about Medicine and become a god-damn lawyer. I think otherwise. I hate Law. Okay, not particularly Law, but I hate being a lawyer. You get to defend your client whether or not you already know that he is absolutely guilty without reasonable doubt, and of course, that is just stupid. Not to mention that I hate debates (or at least I think I do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so writing this doesn't bring out any point. I really like to become a doctor, a medical practitioner at that. But recent events also show that I am also apt to become a lawyer. Haha. Blessed be! Can't I just be both? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's clear on my mind right now: I will definitely push through with Medicine and become a medical doctor. As for the Law part, I'll still think about it. I enjoy being a political analyst, but being a lawyer might be too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band I'm handling right now, Snow Magnet, will be performing together with other bands such as Quadra (the band Ian's managing) and 18th Issue, at the Center of Arts in Timog, Quezon City on the 30th of March, Thursday. Tickets are priced at 100pesos each, which includes one beer. So if you guys are available that night, come and join us that night. Or at least buy a ticket, kahit for charity lang haha whut. It would be fun, so yeah. GO GO GO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-114390561818031108?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114390561818031108/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=114390561818031108' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/114390561818031108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/114390561818031108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/erhm-vacation-what-vacation.html' title='Erhm...  Vacation?  What vacation?'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113655678961006795</id><published>2006-01-06T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:13:09.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backing out from insanity</title><content type='html'>Holidays have just ended and it is rather funny how professors can still remain heartless even after all that "Peace on Earth" hoo-hah last Christmas.  Imagine me having to work my ass off in the middle of the Christmas festivities for my Formal Report in Chemistry.  Okay fine, I did do the same formal report during my first take of the class (good thing they required us to do the same Formal Report for this sem hehe), but the calculations is what got to me.  Spent the whole Christmas computing activation energies and rate laws!!!  Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much for Christmas.  Kjwan gig last December 26th somehow made up for it anyway (or at least I thought it did.  Hehe).  Mucho thanks to my big brother Marc for that wonderful gift for Christmas!  Promise I'll wear that one during our next gig (to prove to you at least how much I risked life and limb for that hehe joke).  Thank you bro!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, worse part of it was that the very thing that our Chemistry professor would give us upon returning from vacation was a nasty quiz.  Brain cells still singing "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire..." when you realize that it's not chestnuts that's being roasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the bus this afternoon made me realize the absolute purpose of MP3 players.  Yes, those small piece of technology that allows you to store a number of songs for you to be able to play over and over and over and over (and over and over and over...) for the whole day.  My brother was able to save for one during his birthday (damn daily expenses can't help me save even a single cent); considering its price I didn't give a damn about it (anything that goes beyond 100pesos is expensive to my count).  Now I realize that I absolutely need to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commuting home from UP is usually not a big problem - not unless if the driver is playing that blasted radio that's stuck to that nasty radio station (overuse of the word "that":  I should get killed for this).  You come home from school absolutely stressed and the last thing you'd ever want to hear is some neuro-psychotic brat saying in that oh-so-annoying voice "Kelangan pa ba i-memorize yan? (Do [we] still have to memorize that?)".  And it follows that everything that you hear from that blasted radio station is crap.  In other words, goodbye sanity, hello brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having absolutely nothing to keep my ears shut (it is so unhealthy to be putting microtest tubes in your ear canal, believe me), I decided to take the risk and bear with it for a nerve-wrecking hour.  Of course I have to control myself from twitching like hell; seeing me do that would probably be horrifying to the other passengers.  I was at the brink of insanity when I got to look at my seatmate, who to my horror seems to be enjoying the music, complete with headbanging and all.  I was about to bring out my trusty katana to cut off her head when a sudden sigh of relief overpowered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was listening to her mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really get one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113655678961006795?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113655678961006795/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113655678961006795' title='3 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113655678961006795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113655678961006795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2006/01/backing-out-from-insanity.html' title='Backing out from insanity'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113419018578758495</id><published>2005-12-10T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T12:49:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discussions of the Intellectual Mind</title><content type='html'>I got to hook into the "Supreme Dominatrix of the Universe" Jessica Zafra's personal blog, which, I might add, have been included in the Links section on my blog for other INTELLIGENT MINDS to read.  Thanks Carol for that tip.  Okay, so I nearly jumped off my seat in excitement when Carol told me Zafra's blogspot account.  Sue me for not having read Zafra's works for a long time - blame it to my busy schedule.  But reading her works makes my brain cells work too much I can't help it but sound intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that even with the limitations of the internet, Zafra still sounds as interesting as if we were reading from her books.  The only problem with her blog is that I can't lie down on my bed and twist and turn as I laugh over her cynical writings that range from cussing politicians to world domination.  The good thing about her blog is the free space for discussions through comments.  You read other people's sympathies, rants, appraisals, and cussings from the Prima Donna herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hooked into Zafra's blog immediately after opening it.  Incredibly, this is practically the first blog that I've seen so updated (with entries dated as present sa December 9, 2005, not to mention an update rate of one entry per day).  And you really have to marvel with her diligence to update - we're talking about blog entries the size of the People's Republic of China.  Yes, when she updates, it's as if she has written another entry for one of her Twisted series, only that now you have an entry for every day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I can't sound like an absolute fanatic, else I'd see her brandishing her broadsword at me (have mercy on ye underling, oh supreme Prime Ribness!).  Still, I would like to express my congratulations to Jessica Zafra for a job absolutely well done (as opposed to well-done, which points to the doneness of the roast beef I am about to eat) to her one and only blog.  Now I'll continue collecting her works, and hope that I'd get all of it signed and realize that she is TRULY not meant for pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too powerless for world domination?  I definitely don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113419018578758495?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113419018578758495/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113419018578758495' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113419018578758495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113419018578758495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/discussions-of-intellectual-mind.html' title='Discussions of the Intellectual Mind'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113412921132316885</id><published>2005-12-09T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:53:31.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the season to be gigging...</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I'd like to give everyone celebrating their birthdays this December a happy happy birthday!  There's my brother who celebrated his yesterday, December 8, then there's my mom who celebrate hers today (happy birthday!) and, coincidentally, there's kuya Pochoy who celebrates his birthday today as well!  Yii!!!  Happy birthday kuya Pochy!  Yikee manlilibre na yan!!!  Woohoo!!!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only days 'til school ends for Christmas vacation.  Of course, I'm trying to make the best of the remaining "allowance-producing" days by going to gigs and Christmas parties galore.  Haha!  So far here are the gigs that I plan on going to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 11 - Kjwan gig at Festival Carpark Alabang (haay Z...  memories...^^)&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 14 - Dicta gig at PLM (Bandfest spearheaded by Joy's sorority...  This event will most likely to be MBE's Christmas Party hahahaha!^^)&lt;br /&gt;also on Dec. 14 - Cryola gig at Temple Bar, Greenbelt (also a Xmas Party for Dicta, Kjwan and Spongecola listers yii!!)&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 15 - RT Sunday Sessions Anniversary Party, Rack's El Pueblo (Kjwan and Dicta will be performing, not to mention for a fact that classes in UP end on this day, so we're actually considering this as our actual Christmas Party haha!  Exchange gifts galore man!^^)&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 17 - Dicta gig at Glorietta Park (Tower Records Christmas Party.  This time I'm bringing with me my orgmates for a night-out haha!^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah expenses galore ampucha!  Haha!  But yeah it's season to be rejoicing so party party party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just got news from Mensa Philippines.  We'll be watching the Pyro Olympics at Macapagal Blvd in Pasay on December 29.  I'm inviting everyone to come.  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113412921132316885?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113412921132316885/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113412921132316885' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113412921132316885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113412921132316885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/tis-season-to-be-gigging.html' title='&apos;Tis the season to be gigging...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113396316901590998</id><published>2005-12-07T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:46:09.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>1.  a Pentium IV laptop (preferably the one using a Japanese Windows XP server, so that in any case may magnakaw, they won't have any damn idea how to use it haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  an MP3 player.  At least I'll have something to listen to during class.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  a digital camera.  I badly need a camera.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  a new Motorola C651 phone (or at least something of the same caliber).  Okay, so I miss my wonderful cellphone.  Blame me for allowing to have it snatched leche.  Basta.  Knowing the wonderful features that phone has, it's no wonder why I absolutely miss that God-forsaken phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  a white Mazda RX-7 Type FC3S.  My absolute dream car.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  10,000++ pesos to be deposited in my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  a new Fender electric guitar.  Just like kuya Boogie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  scholarship to Japan.  Either to Waseda or Meiji Gakuin, or better yet, TOUDAI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  scholarship for Japanese Med School.  Forever dream ko po ito haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  a complete set of new wardrobe.  Seryoso, I need a major clothing make-over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  brand new medical supplies.  Brand new set of surgical scissors, scalpels, the works!  And yeah, I need a new medical bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  in addition to the medical supplies, I want a brand new lab gown A.K.A. "doctor's coat".  Haha.  I want it long, about 2 inches below the knee long.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  a wooden samurai sword.  My dad promised me this one, so siguro kalimutan niyo na lang ito.  Buy me an authentic kodachi instead, in case I ever decide to perform Harakiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  my own apartment, complete with furnishings and shit.  Haha rockstar lifestyle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  my own personal secretary.  Wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  whole year supply of Chocnut.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  a dozen Pilot G-Tec 0.4 gelpens.  Let's just call this a "writer's obsession".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  a girlfriend.  Seryoso I need a lovelife na haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  a job.  Okay, so I already have MBE (yeah right).  Pero seriously, I want a job.  If you can get me to work in NU107 or MTV (as in the paying job, hindi lang yung mga pinaggagagawa ko ngayon haha) or in any hospital around the metro (kahit doctor's assistant lang), promise bestfriends na tayo.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  an honorary membership in a prestigious fraternity.  So I'm rather not fond of having myself get black and blue just to be a member.  Still, I am actually considering of joining a fraternity (or a confraternity at that, just like with Benette's case).  So if anyone can get me to be a member of a fraternity without me having to visit the Great Light for evern a second, sobrang bestfriends na tayo.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  a 1.5 in ALL of my current subjects (so I can be proud of myself again for once.  Haha).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113396316901590998?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113396316901590998/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113396316901590998' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113396316901590998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113396316901590998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113395989851201699</id><published>2005-12-07T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T20:51:38.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Blues</title><content type='html'>It's already December and obviously I'm going all loco over buying gifts for my people.  Yes, MY people.  Haha kidding.  But yeah, I've actually been all stressed over gift-shopping, being on a tight budget and all that shit.  And for once, my checklist seemed to be in an all-time long.  Wahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've gotten to buy gifts for the Kjwan and Dicta boys.  Hehe leche!  They actually filled half of my checklist.  YOU GUYS OWE ME BIGTIME FOR THIS!!!  Wahahahaha!  But yeah they deserve it, they've all been so nice, I just want to repay them after all that.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Christmas.  School ends on December 15, by the way.  Well, at least for us in UP Diliman.  Shiyet love that university!!!  Thinking about it, my classes would most likely to be ending on the 13th, coz' classes on the 15th would most likely to be cancelled because of all the festivities (oh God, I solemnly pray...), and CWTS class on the 14th is cancelled so there!  Early break for me!!!  Whee!!!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a nice way to end the year than with, what else, gigs.  Yes, gigs.  On the 14th we will be going to Pamantasang Likod ng Mapua este Pamantasang LUNGSOD ng MAYNILA pala (ehehehe) to watch Dicta's gig there.  Joy's sorority will be spearheading the bandfest there so yeah, that should be fun.  Liee and I am planning big time for this, so yeah this should be great.  After that, I plan to go to Temple Bar in Makati to watch Kjwan and Boogie's other band Cryola perform.  Haha yikee at long last I'm gonna watch Cryola!!!  Whee!!!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then last day of classes (ahem!), December 15.  A lot of things will happen on that day.  There's the annual Oblation Run scheduled around lunch time (which, of course, I'm only gonna watch if Janette and Ry will force me to), and then the Lantern Parade on the evening.  Tomo-Kai will be having their Acquaintance Party *slash* Christmas Party afterwards, but I really plan to skip it coz' I'll be partying with my barkada at our "Christmas Party" - at Rack's El Pueblo!!!  Whee!  RT Sunday Sessions will be having their 1st Anniversary Party on that day, and since Kjwan and Dicta License will be performing, we are actually considering this as our Christmas Party.  So yeah, exchange gifts and shit, and drinking smoking galore baby!  Yii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything turns out like I planned, this would go into my books as one of the best Christmases ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113395989851201699?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113395989851201699/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113395989851201699' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113395989851201699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113395989851201699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-blues.html' title='Christmas Blues'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113229711573905069</id><published>2005-11-18T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:40:42.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Star Lifestyle in the Land of Cherry Blossoms and Horse Shit</title><content type='html'>I am in a dream...  I hope that I can wake up in the middle of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I can't, coz' lo and behold, my dream is just as much as reality itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been pretty weird since second semester has started.  Polsci class has always been a blast, kudos to sir Malaya Ronas for being such a great inspiration.  Promise first time kong mag-multicolor sa notes ko haha!  Career na 'to!^^  And Journalism class is starting to get interesting - we will be having a report on Broadsheet Journalism next next week, and being in the school paper biz since grade 4, this would be a sinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry class has also taken such a wonderful turn of events - basically I'm actually looking forward to all of our classes which, I might add, is truly something to be proud of hehe.  For once I'm actually learning from my Chemistry classes na, unfortunately all the knowledge always seem to only come out outside of class.  Oh well, in due time.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much about Socsci class though.  Basically it seems that I'll be living a life of hell down there, what with all those readings and crap which, I might add, would probably be comprehensible only to philosophy majors hehe.  Damn Plato and Aristotle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography turned out to be rather interesting as well.  What with all those geographical terminologies, tools and apparatuses...  Grabe ang saya!  I feel like being one of those geographers on the Pinta, Anna, and Santa Maria - then later finding out that the ship had just sunk hahahaha!  Wag naman sana!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking up my classes this semester have somewhat made my life a bit lonely.  Good thing I have my barkada to cheer me up during PE class and during free time.  Last Thursday we really had it going that we had a very long bonding session after PE class.  That was actually the first time I got to be "intimate" (in a god sense, damn you) with any of my barkada - never been too keen on opening up to anyone, though I know I have a lot of things to say.  I'd rather be a listener that a speaker, but this has changed everything.  Thanks guys!  Luv ya!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social life has also taken a great improvement.  By this time lots of people already know me even without me knowing who the damn are they!  Leche!  Okay, so maybe going to gigs and having to be a regular on the mailing lists have probably been a factor, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last November 12, we had the Album Launch for Dicta License's first album called "Paghilom".  Of course we just had to be there in support for the band - if we weren't, Boogie and the guys would be chopping off our heads hehe.  Went there with Carol, Dugay, and Christian, our band's bassist.  Boogie told us that the gig's gonna be sometime around 9pm, so we headed down 6Underground early to get good seats.  We arrived there around 8:45 I think, and apparently wala pa masyadong tao inside so we decided to hang outside.  Immediately we were making kulit na with the Dicta boys haha!  Boogie was so ingay leche!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig started sometime around 10pm.  Well, so much for being early, noh?  Hehe.  Joining us were other listers Danda, Rach, Joyce, Aya, Berns, and Kristan.  Later we also got to meet Liee and Joy, who we wouldn't have actually met if it weren't for Liee's outfit (a blue Happy Tree Friends shirt, of all things hehe).  Anyway we had so much fun during the gig.  Up Dharma Down made a hot spankin' set that night, as well as Happymeals and Twisted Halo.  The very best part was Dicta's set, which made the crowd go gaga with the wonderful sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosting the album launch was ate Andy and Boogie.  Leche they were so ingay haha thanks to Boogie for being so shenglots already haha.  And we had so much fun making kwela and shit especially during the trivia questions - most of the prizes went to our table haha!  Andy and Boogie kept mentioning my name onstage ponyeta.  Imagine having your username said publicly for 239851894256819245978123851 times hahahahaha!  That kinda made my day.  Hehe.  Thanks to both of you!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that album launch the yahoougroups was like mayhem!  Everyone was rooting for mine and Liee's "business" hahahaha.  Here's the thing:  on the next gigs we get ourselves rich by having people pay to get a picture with kuya Boogie haha!  And not only that, we also sell Boogie pins, Boogie shirts, Boogie underwear (whut?!), and of course, Boogie's special blend hair conditioner!  Haha!  We're gonna be rich big time haha!^^  If you want to know more about it, just check the &lt;a href="http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/dicta_license"&gt;Dicta License Yahoogroups&lt;/a&gt;.  But I must warn you, mawiwindang kayo.  Haha!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Kjwan and Dicta's gig at Intramuros for an RT bash.  We missed Kjwan's set, sadly (got lost in one of the WOW Phils clamshells leche), but had a spankin' great time during Dicta's set.  Kuya Boogie got to read all the posts about our "business", and was spending lotsa time yesterday picking on me ehehehehe.  Bryan was so bait yesterday!  He made kwela with us most of the time, after getting himself lost as well in one of the clamshells ehehehe.  Thanks lots kuya Bry for everything especially the ride home!  You da man!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I still find myself in a dream.  I just hope I can wake up in the middle of it.  Damn, I'm having lots of fun living the Rock and Roll lifestyle.  Maybe I'll stick to dreaming after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113229711573905069?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113229711573905069/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113229711573905069' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113229711573905069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113229711573905069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/11/rock-star-lifestyle-in-land-of-cherry.html' title='Rock Star Lifestyle in the Land of Cherry Blossoms and Horse Shit'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113176970547332073</id><published>2005-11-12T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:28:25.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambaru!!!</title><content type='html'>Waah ureshikatta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenging.  That is what this semester is - absolutely challenging.  Not to mention weird, which is quite an understatement in all of my semesters in UP Diliman.  But I decide to stick to this semester being a challenging one, which is what it truly is, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been a major client of Yahoo! Messenger and the Dicta License yahoogroups, you'd probably have already known that I am currently living a semester from a law student's life.  Yes.  For this semester, I am a Law student.  Haha.  Weird now, isn't it?  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I am a bonafide Chemistry Major pursuing a career in the Medical field.  But what am I to do if the subjects that I got for this sem are more inclined to Political Science rather than to my field itself?  Here's my schedule for this semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday/Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;8:30-10 PolSci11 (Introduction to Political Science)&lt;br /&gt;10-11:30 Journ18 (Journalism - News Writing)&lt;br /&gt;1-2:30 Soc Sci 2 (Social, Economic, and Political Thought)&lt;br /&gt;3-4 PE3 SD (Advanced Social Dance - Dance Sport)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday/Friday:&lt;br /&gt;8:30-10 Chem17 lec (Basic Chemistry II)&lt;br /&gt;10-1 Chem17 lab&lt;br /&gt;1-2:30 Geog1 (Geography)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird now, ain't it?  Basically the only thing in my field there is Chem17.  Hehe.  And I must say, this subjects of mine makes my life a bit more challenging that what I have actually expected.  And it makes me all pumped up inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My professors, as I found out, seem to be one of the best professors in their field.  My Polsci professor, Sir Malaya Ronas, has the ability to inspire one's self into studying better for class with his discussions.  He drives people into feeling inspired to research on political issues and to read the chapters beforehand.  First day of meeting him and already I'm down to my knees in praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chem17 professor, Dr. Eva Ratilla, is reputed as the "terror professor" for Chem17.  Seeing her enter my class during first day was a shock, and I can't help myself from feeling the adrenaline rush on my seat.  She has a very mild personality - I actually found her very nice.  Hehe.  And as I discovered then and there, she is not much of a terror .  Okay, so having quizzes every meeting is a bad thing, but that's just it.  It makes you want to try harder, to do your best to study better.  And that feeling is what I really need now, to make my study habit a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm in a permanent adrenaline rush.  I need to work harder.  I am forced to drive myself "giri-giri" (to the edge) every day.  Enough slacking around.  This time, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm enjoying every bit of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113176970547332073?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113176970547332073/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113176970547332073' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113176970547332073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113176970547332073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/11/gambaru.html' title='Gambaru!!!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113120310312713006</id><published>2005-11-05T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T23:05:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things happenin' tomorrow.  Kjwan will be guesting at SOP and S-Files tomorrow, and that should be funny.  Too bad I couldn't be there - I have already arranged a meet with my best bud Enzo tomorrow afternoon.  It was his birthday last October 20 (happy birthday man!), and we thought that we should celebrate it before classes start again which, by the way, is only a few days from now.  Damn, sembreak's ending so fast haha.  Ironic how UP can have a month-long sembreak and still it feels as if there are still so many things you haven't gotten to do.  And the thought of it still sinks to you painfully, as if by the time classes begin you're already up for the guillotine.  Goodness!  I have to move fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have your senpai-tachi talk about anime, you'd better take precaution.  They could be talking about something ecchi, and by the time you get to buy CDs the name sticks to your head and you buy it thinking it's some good "clean" anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned it the hard way.  Got my first shounen-ai anime series yesterday - by accident, I might add.  It's really one of those times where you can't decide on what anime you want to buy and suddenly you remember some anime your senpai-tachi was talking about - your Yaoi-loving senpai-tachi.  Of course you have absolutely no clue that time, coz' the name just popped out of nowhere, and you remember they were saying that it was an interesting show, and you really have to make your decision fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For those not in the know, "shounen-ai" means man-to-man lovey-dovey.  Yes, gay love.  So is "Yaoi", but it takes "love" into a more, uhm...  shall we say "deeper" meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I just got my hands on "Gravitation".  Honestly it's not that bad, in fact I'm just annoyed that the copy that I had somehow sucks.  "Gravitation" involves some of the things which I am rather fond of - music (yes, the main character is in a band), murder and mystery (Yuki is such a mysterious character, having to kill his sensei at the age of 16), and humor (it's a funny anime.  Believe me.).  So in a sense the buy is not much of a dismay; rather it would be the fact that I might be sharing this to some homophobes (spec. my cousin), which, I might add, makes your watching rather not into it because of their nasty commentings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gravitation" is such an interesting thing to watch, honestly.  It's a good thing I got to buy it by accident; hope I can get more interesting finds sooner.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicta's video shoot got moved to next week, November 13.  Hope it gets pushed through this time.  I'm excited na aii!!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113120310312713006?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113120310312713006/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113120310312713006' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113120310312713006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113120310312713006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-are-lot-of-things-happenin.html' title=''/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113106742542588261</id><published>2005-11-04T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:39:35.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtrax</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't gotten to update my blog properly these days.  Hehe my apologies.  Everything just came in such a blur that I can't get myself to catch everything enough to write it up here.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, backtrax.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;October 30 was kuya Kelley-boy's birthday.  Yeah, he's now officially one year older.  Hehe.  Unfortunately it was family day, so there was no party with the Kjwan pipz.  Sad.  Oh well.  Gave him a Parker pen during our Enchanted Kingdom trip, by the way.  Anyway I just hope he had a wonderful time on his birthday.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;October 31 was rather a bore.  Spent the day shopping for stuffs for our trip to the cemeteries.  Bought tons of chips, beef, and candles - too bad I wasn't able to get a black one, that would have been funny.  Dad was nice enough to offer me to buy some cigarettes before we went home, nice guy.  I decided on buying a new lighter instead.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Early November 1, we left for Quezon City to visit the cemetery.  Well, aside from the absolutely heavy traffic towards the cemetery, the trip was rather uneventful.  Got to have a smoke from time to time, but I have to cut it short to run some errands.  And those were YSL cigarettes leche!  Imagine how long they were, not to mention expensive!  Argh!  Anyway we went back to Parañaque just in time to visit another cemetery, where we got to eat Mojo Potatoes and Pizza hehe.  God, I love that cemetery.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened on November 2.  Spent my day updating my Friendster account and trying to get my cousin to go home (I hate it when you can't seem to get some privacy for some time).Unfortunately it was a big failure, and he was able to stay here even up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going ok when suddenly some shocking news rattled our brains in absolute horror.  Kuya Joel Ellorin, our dear manager for Kjwan, met an accident at Ilocos.  Apparently the motorcycle that they were riding was hit and they went tumbling.  I immediately called him to see if he was ok, and it's a good thing that he is doing alright, with only some scratches on the body and scars on his face.  Everyone was so shocked about the news, and we really wished him well after that.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;November 3 was kuya Marc's birthday.  Not much happened - rather lazy week now, ain't it?  I lounged at home continuously updating my friendster account and the yahoogroups.  Blogspot was down this day, and I was actually itching to update my blog this day hehe.  Anyway kuya Marc texted me this morning - greetings and crap, of course I told him to be ready to make libre some time.  Hehe.  I'm gonna be dropping by MTV sometime soon, so I might be giving him my gift that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening came and we watched this day's episode of "Maalaala Mo Kaya".  Aimee texted me and apparently they were also watching it haha!  The show was annoyingly corny (annoying AND corny, that is - it's annoying how they can squeeze in advertisements almost after every 10 seconds of showtime).  But I must say:  the contacts was rather funky!  Yeah I want aii!!!  Aimee and I plan to buy one of those things ourselves sometime hehe.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the celebration of Ramadan, so it was declared a national holiday.  Not that I mind, though - I don't have classes until next week to notice.  Anyway my dad plans to bring us to the mall today (oh God he read my mind) so I'm just waiting for it to come hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've gone to ATC - probably because of my busy schedule that I haven't gotten to go around lately naks!  So I'll probably be making most of my trip down there today.  Probably get myself some CDs.  Or new clothes.  Or new pens hehe.  Well, who knows?  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113106742542588261?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113106742542588261/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113106742542588261' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113106742542588261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113106742542588261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/11/backtrax.html' title='Backtrax'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-113068394648254538</id><published>2005-10-30T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:35:48.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Jamming at Enchanted Kingdom</title><content type='html'>There's nothing that can stop me.  I'm tired, yes, I know.  But when it comes to having a day out with my best budz, there's absolutely nothing that can tire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 29, 2005.  Saturday.  Yes, yesterday.  Dicta License was playing at Enchanted Kingdom for NU107's Monsters on the Loose concert, and of course, we thought that this was a nice day to have an excursion.  So together with the Dicta listers, we went to Enchanted Kingdom for a whole day of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Carol, Ian, Aimee and Joyce at Park Square II in Makati around 9:30AM for the EK Shuttle.  May ghulay there were just too many people going to EK!  Every minute people just keep on arriving for the shuttle, it's a good thing we bought tickets as soon as we arrived there.  We arrived at EK around 11AM, bought tickets at a discounted price (it works being a student down here hehe), rented lockers, freshened up a bit, and headed to start the fun immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off with the Bumper Cars to shake us up for the rest of the rides.  Then we went to the Roller Skates, followed by Up Up and Away.  It's funny how the line gets longer every time we get on a ride.  We come to a ride with absolutely no line in front of us; a few seconds after boarding the ride we see the crowd lining up after us.  Haha!  Paparazzi alert aii!!!  Hehe anyway we then headed to ride Anchor's Away - well, Carol, Ian, and Aimee, at least.  Joyce and I have no intention whatsoever of killing ourselves hehe.  After that we went to other rides - there's just too many to mention, I'd rather skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast riding the Rio Grande Rapids!  Ate Trish from NU and her friends joined us as we rode it.  It's funny, coz' ate Trish was making kwela to us back there and all these guys at the back of the line was like "Trish!  TRISH!!!"  Haha we were all laughing and talking Cono and shit haha.  We occupied a whole raft to ourselves - she was all soaked up to the bone afterwards haha!  We also got a copy of our picture from EK, I'll try to post it here once I get it scanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unlikely that we'd find someone at Log Jam.  But lo and behold!  Bryan was riding with his girlfriend aii!  Haha nice!  We cheered them while they were taking the plunge; said hello after, then headed for the Wheel of Fate to give them time to themselves hehe.  The view was just soo grand on top of the ferris wheel!  I loved it!!!  And the cold breeze was something, haha I loved every bit of it.  Ian was all freakin' out while we were at the Ferris Wheel hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to ride a lot while waiting for the concert - that 4D theatre thing was a rip-off, honestly.  Anyway we got ourselves going to the concert just in time for it to start - 5pm.  Ate Trish was the host together with Ross, and may ghulay she can't stop thanking us for her first ride haha!  Yeah she still feels soaking wet afterwards hahahahaha.  She thanked us onstage (rather bit embarrassed by that hehe) and then we gave her a copy of our picture.  Aww...  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to meet the Dicta guys backstage.  Dicta was the third to perform and apparently kuya Pochoy was running late!  Haha kuya Boogie was insisting that we sing onstage in case Pochoy doesn't make it.  AII!!!  Birthday boy kuya Kelley was already making kulet again...  we told him that we'd tie him up on the ferris wheel after they sing, but unfortunately Boogie and Kelley will be leaving immediately for Malate that night aww sayang...  Anyway I gave him his present (a Parker ballpen with an engraving nakanaman richness!) and of course hugs here and there, picture picture hehe.  Pochoy arrived just in time for them to perform aii!  Good thing, coz' we aren't that fit enough to sing hehe.  And so we left the guys to prepare and headed in front of the stage to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny.  All the ghurls on the audience was all screaming and swooning as the boys start preparing onstage.  Ate Trish was having a wonderful time making the girls scream their lungs out everytime she gets near ONE GUY OVER THERE nyahahahaha (aii BULGE!!!); of course we were all laughing and making fun of Boogie hehe (whoops ^__^).  Then Pochoy comes onstage and more shouts from the audience.  They played a lot of songs there, and my gawd it was probably one heck of a performance everyone loved it hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accompanied Boogie and Kelley to their car before going to Malate.  Kelley thanked us for the gifts and the greetings, and they left.  Bryan was all high again, and immediately invited us to take some rides hehe.  Pochoy was missing so we decided to go on without him sayang.  We went first to Rialto were we had some nasty beatings hehe.  Bryan then said that they will be shooting for their next video on November 5 and they'd contact us if they need some people over there ahehehe.  Siyempre game ang lahat diba?  Haha.  We went back to the backstage tent to rest; kuya Bryan went to look after his gf, so we stayed there to rest a bit.  We met with some more listers Iya, Bernz, and Nina, made kwento and stuff.  And then kuya Bryan called me saying that they are already at Rio Grande and they want us to join!  Ian was all kilig hahaha so we went there to have another go on the rapids.  Bryan was already ahead of the line so we wasn't able to ride the same raft with them - oh well hehe.  We got soaked under the waterfalls haha.  After the ride Bryan invited us to eat with them, but we decided to go back to the concert instead.  Yeah palusot, we just decided to give them time on their own hehe.  Nakakahiya sa gf niya hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to eat at the foodcourt, when right beside our table was Vin and Chris Dancel and their kid!  Haha khulet we were all embarrassed when Vin noticed we were taking pictures of them hehe.  But he was all flattered and we soon found ourselves having a family picture with them haha.  We thanked them and left.  Ian, Aimee, and Joyce decided to have a round around the park again; Carol and I had an informal "meeting" with Iya and Bernz about their plans for the concert they're organizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to call it a day around 9:30PM.  We texted Bryan to say goodbye, then we left EK aboard the shuttle back to Ayala Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tiring night, yes.  But nothing can stop us from enjoying the day together with friends we know collectively as Dicta License.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-113068394648254538?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113068394648254538/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=113068394648254538' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113068394648254538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/113068394648254538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/saturday-jamming-at-enchanted-kingdom.html' title='Saturday Jamming at Enchanted Kingdom'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112987541516914714</id><published>2005-10-21T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:16:55.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts for the Travel Log PART FOUR</title><content type='html'>It's days like today that really annoys me.  Why?  For one, I'm actually losing things to write about.  Same old boring stuff.  I went here, we went there, yada yada.  Snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was able to fix my schedule for next semester.  Kudos to my best bud Ryan for fixing it for me (walanghya ka!  Bwahahahahaha).  Next sem I'll be taking up two of my majors (Chem 17 and Math 53) together with three other subjects and a PE class (Advanced Social Dance, fer cryin' out loud).  I'm hoping that I'd be classmates with Ariane in one of our majors again (she's a blockmate of mine who's just as "specially gifted" as me whehehehehe), then we'd be able to cause chaos in class.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of sheer boredom, I have decided to go "fashyown" (ahai!) and share with you my secret Beeyooti Tips on How To Make Your Face Absolutely Smooth ("Just Like A Baby's Butt", according to some commercial I've heard of).  Follow these tips and you're sure to have 100% pimple-free skin (hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Always wash your face with water after waking up to wash out the dry and stinky drool.  Imagine all the enzymes on your mouth eating through your skin.  Gross!  Not to mention the stench.  Note:  soap dries up the skin, so avoid washing your face with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Wash your face with soap and water at most twice every month, or if you have any time for it.  Fortunately for me, I have so little to no time for it, which is why my face is soo smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Allot at least a day (per quarter)to completely exfoliate and cleanse the skin.  It is advisable to have your longest bath during this day.  This helps to relax your skin and your body, mind, and soul (naks!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Always eat potatoes.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Never eat ampalaya.  Contrary to popular belief, eating ampalaya makes you look like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Always include the following into your daily diet:  beef, rice, pizza, fish, carrots, green peas, and chicken.  Avoid eating pork, unless if you want to die early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Never use powder or any type of make-up or whutever.  These stuffs irritate the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Never be too conscious when you feel oily.  It's actually good for you.  If it can't be helped, a quick wash with water ONLY or a rundown of a towl/handkerchief would do to clean excess oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Oh yeah.  Go to gigs!  bwahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  If none of these work, perform the "Bloody Mary" ritual and tell me how it turns out.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame no koto suki da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really amusing to see it rain here in the province.  Makes you really feel as if it cleanses the world.  Cold breeze filling every bit of space around you, with drops of rain filling every inch of land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Zen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112987541516914714?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112987541516914714/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112987541516914714' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112987541516914714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112987541516914714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/excerpts-for-travel-log-part-four.html' title='Excerpts for the Travel Log PART FOUR'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112987262716261396</id><published>2005-10-21T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:30:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts for the Travel Log PART THREE</title><content type='html'>DAY 3 - Oct. 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got news - I flunked my majors this sem.  Chem 17 and Math 53.  Not that it really matters.  For me, as long as I don't get kicked out of my college, anything's OK.  Hell, it's better to have it flunked than pass it without me understanding the subject.  I'll just take them again next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if it's the end of the world for me when I flunk my classes.  I'm in UP - it's understandable.  Have the smartest from Ateneo or Lasalle come study in UP and expect to have him cry like a baby for having a grade of 5.0 in Basic Algebra.  That's life in UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I should be responsible.  But this is the only thought that makes me live up to life in UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much today - helped out in selling at our store, and played frisbee outside.  Yes, got mine at Nike last Sunday for a whopping 395 bucks, but it was well worth it.  Hope I can have Janette and the guys play wit' me when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday it seems that my vocabulary is totally being challened.  Days of having to hear and speak (or try to speak) Bisaya makes you have the Visayan accent.  My ghulay!  Oh well.  Expect me to be speaking in Coño English when I get back.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon mom and I went to Maasin for some quick shopping.  Imagine going for a quick one-hour shopping spree at Baguio coming from Las Piñas on half a day without any other stopover hehe.  The trip lasts for more or less 3 hours from Hilongos to Maasin and back, riding for what seemed to be miles of winding road uphill and downhill with ABSOLUTELY NO TRAFFIC!  AI!  It's annoying though that the ride seemed to be longer than our whole stay there.  Leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun riding to Maasin!  The rural farmlands and the stunning beachsides are absolutely wonderful to look at.  With that trip I was able to conceptualize on a possible Dicta License video haha.  Promise I'll share this one to the guys when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to Maasin was a wonderful sight.  For an hour you'd be driving uphill and downhill through a series of curves (or, shall we say, "corners") going wildly from left to right across sceneries of astounding beauty!  It's truly a shame I don't have my camera.  There's this corner (an S-curve) that goes slightly to the right then followed by a sharp left-turner.  Kinda reminiscent of that infamous S-curve of Akagi in Initial D First Stage (1st cd, 1st chapter).  Shiyet I want to have my own car!  I'm gonna conquer this one for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112987262716261396?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112987262716261396/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112987262716261396' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112987262716261396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112987262716261396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/excerpts-for-travel-log-part-three.html' title='Excerpts for the Travel Log PART THREE'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112986881700241338</id><published>2005-10-21T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T12:26:57.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts from the Travel Log PART TWO</title><content type='html'>DAY 2 - Oct. 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been a day since we've been here in Hilongos and already I've gotten to learn lots of things about what's happening with this place.  For one thing, my grandmother is still paying huge amounts for property taxes well in fact a part of it (spec. the road itself, which apparently was also supposed to be ours as well hehe) was already being used by the local government for public use.  So there was a big issue to talk about with regards to the "expropriation" and stuff.  The annoying thing is that they'd been using that place for a very long time already, still they get my lola to pay taxes for it, and now they are insisting her to donate it to the government for tax credit!  Leche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this Baranggay Health Center crap.  My grandmother was generous enough to donate part of the land to be used as a baranggay health center.  And now we learn that some idiot of a "midwife" is using that place as a private residence!  PONYETA!  I WANT MY LAWYER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at times like this that I really want to be a lawyer.  Hehe.  Leche.  I prefer to be a doctor.  Oh well.  Who knows?  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll stick to having my own lawyer.  Kuya Pochoy, pwede ka?  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this thing about rural living that annoys me - mosquitoes, and tons of it.  Back in Manila I only worry about them at night; here in the province, well, it's another story.  Mosquitoes here - some as big as a 10-wheeler truck - has a thing for biting people in the middle of the day and even on the dead of night.  That's 24 hours of worrying for dengue!  Pucha!  And there's probably no point trying to avoid them.  Last night I just saw a pair doing "the thing" on thin air!  Ponyeta!  That would be billions of blood-sucking pests to roam around the town!  Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waah I want to go home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I'm just kidding.  I'm dead bored.  There's no cable tv.  No computer.  No radio to listen to NU.  And most especially...  NO INTERNET!!!  ARGH!!!  I'm gonna die!!!  T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no f*ckin' way for me to make contact with the outside world.  As of now, my celphone's been cut off, so there's absolutely no way for messages to go in and out of my phone.  Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasukete kure kudasai!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112986881700241338?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112986881700241338/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112986881700241338' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112986881700241338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112986881700241338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/excerpts-from-travel-log-part-two.html' title='Excerpts from the Travel Log PART TWO'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112977200289790617</id><published>2005-10-20T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:33:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts from the Travel Log PART ONE</title><content type='html'>DAY 1 - Oct. 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up this morning made me wonder why I like travelling so much.  My head's still hurting even after more than 24 hours of stay in Cebu, and I doubt if it will go anytime sooner.  For now, I'll make myself busy again to get my mind away from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for Ormoc around 11AM.  Annoying that trip was.  We have this annoying brat on board that keeps on having tantrums all throughout the trip.  How I wish I can just open the hatches and throw the little brat out to the sharks.  Garr.  Other than that, the trip was actually uneventful.  No dolphins were seen throughout the trip unlike when we rode when we were kids, though I managed to spot a flying fish somewhere.  Bore.  "Bridget Jones" was played for the entertainment of the passengers.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really can't wait for this "business trip" to finish.  Me and the guys will be goint to Enchanted Kingdom with the Dicta boys on the 29th, and that is truly something to look forward to.  Bryan texted me this morning - happy fellow, that guy.  Said he'd be going to EK early that day as well coz' he's with his girlfriend.  Naks naman!  At long last we'd be able to meet her.  In any event, we will have lots of fun going to the rides with the boys.  Even Bry says so.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy the trip from Ormoc to Hilongos.  Though I can't really say I didn't have some bits of fun from time to time.  The thing that caught my fancy the most is the ever-so "winding road" that is totally reminiscent of Initial D - if not only because of the fact that this road's beachside.  Those were some wild corners, you see.  Anyway, after travelling for 645654865748979465647987476 hours, crossing 65434976499784534979845646 waterways and 876499887564974304 square miles of farmland, we finally arrived at Hilongos, Leyte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a familiar sight.  I remember having to ride our car all around town, having to ride the carabao across the property... but that was ages ago.  We decided to stay at lola's house - the "Rice Mill", as we call it, mainly because it IS a rice mill.  How I actually missed smelling freshly-milled rice every time I wake up here, and having that smell stick to our every piece of laundry everytime.  Haha.  We usually stay here because it is by the main road - if we were to stay at the main house, it would be another long drive inland, or so I remember.  Plus, it would be a big hassle if we were to stay at the main house.  Ever since my grandfather died, that place has not been maintained.  It is only recently that mom has started on maintaining the old properties again - hopefully soon I'll be able to see the main house back to its astonishing glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'll stick to the rice mill and enjoy my stay for a while.  Hopefully I'd be able to find something that will entertain me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112977200289790617?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112977200289790617/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112977200289790617' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112977200289790617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112977200289790617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/excerpts-from-travel-log-part-one.html' title='Excerpts from the Travel Log PART ONE'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112939468331345783</id><published>2005-10-15T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:05:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oboeteiru yo zotto!!!</title><content type='html'>I already miss the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been a few hours since I've arrived here in Cebu and already I'm missing Manila.  Lech.  Hanging out, going to gigs, chillin' with the guys...  Argh I'm missin' a lot of things!!!  *Oh f*ck I'm so depressed na.  Haha as if.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really regretting not having stocked on migraine medicines.  Right before descent I suddenly had a migraine attack.  And it was so friggin' painful ampucha lucky I was able to endure the pain.  It was so painful I was actually shaking while we were eating dinner at this &lt;em&gt;kainan&lt;/em&gt; place because I was really trying to shake it off.  Haha.  The food was delicious, by the way - some sort of &lt;em&gt;Tinolang Isda&lt;/em&gt; and Beef Mechado type of thing and a fish &lt;em&gt;Inihaw&lt;/em&gt; were our main dishes.  I entertained my parents by telling them how they make &lt;em&gt;patis&lt;/em&gt; while we were eating - in the very grotesque way I can put it nyahahahaha.  Hope by this time they'll have lost their appetite for fish sauce.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we headed to our hotel and settled in.  It's so asteeg this place - Nikkei Garden.  The hotel is sort of like a drive-in hotel where the rooms actually look like their own bungalows!  As in!  You can even have your car drive in to get to your room as if you're driving to your own house!  Hahaha.  I got my own room separate from my parents' - about a short walk away nyahahaha.  It's so astig that I have this place all for myself bwahahahaha!  Can't wait to make some noise here hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll probably party the night away when I get to shake this migraine away.  Hopefully tomorrow.  Dad promised to bring me uptown to bar-hop.  Haha silly ol' chap.  Promise I'll buy that guy some cigarettes when I get my &lt;em&gt;sweldo&lt;/em&gt; wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicta License will be playing at St. Scho this Friday.  Argh.  I'm missing this one, sadly.  Oh well.  Gonna be texting Bryan later about the Enchanted Kingdom gig on the 29th.  We're gonna party with the Dicta listers ai!  Pochoy and Bryan were making kulit about an EB - well this could be a start.  Arranged my return just in time for this gig, sana matuloy.  Ian, Aimee, Joyce, Carol and me are going to EK with the Dicta boys ai!  Bonding session to the max!  AI! *And I even plan on pushing those guys off the Rio Grande nyahahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I will be heading to Hilongos, Leyte probably by Monday to visit my lola, not to mention the erhm...  7-hectare farmland that only recently have I heard of hehe.  So anyway, I'll be working my butt off there to help in the &lt;em&gt;hacienda le don paolo&lt;/em&gt; as Kelley would always like to put it for about a week.  Well, this should be fun.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be cutting this short for now.  Head's still achin' so I gotta chill for a while.  Update y'all whenever!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112939468331345783?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112939468331345783/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112939468331345783' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112939468331345783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112939468331345783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/oboeteiru-yo-zotto.html' title='Oboeteiru yo zotto!!!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112920861753594772</id><published>2005-10-13T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:03:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!  I'm going to Cebu!!!</title><content type='html'>well, only for one day.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're leaving for cebu this saturday at 7:30pm.  either on sunday or on monday we'll then be heading to hilongos to visit my lola and our erhm...  7-hectare farmland (or, as kuya kelley puts it, "hacienda de paolo" haha).  and, of course, I'll be working my butt there shiyet.  *sana naman pumayat ako dun diba?  haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have already fixed my schedule.  tomorrow i'll be having a meeting with the org until 12pm, then I'll head to Glorietta for a meeting with Carol and the other Kjwanistas at 2pm.  by 3 or 4pm I'll be heading to Southville for the Kjwan gig, where of course I'll be meeting with the boys.  then on Saturday morning, I'll be spending time on packing my stuffs before heading to the airport at around 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be heading back to Manila by Oct.28, giving me time to prepare for the Dicta gig at Enchanted Kingdom on Oct.29.  then all souls' day crap, then we shall be having the enrolment on November 4, followed by a Kjwanstreet GA on November 5, tentative time, tentative venue.  after that, I'm gonna be shopping for school stuff before classes start on November 9.  funky, eh?  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so far that's about it.  I'll put in other stuffs in between my schedule if the need arises.  but anyway, yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going wherever, y'all!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112920861753594772?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112920861753594772/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112920861753594772' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112920861753594772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112920861753594772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/yay-im-going-to-cebu.html' title='Yay!  I&apos;m going to Cebu!!!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112835560900270722</id><published>2005-10-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T00:06:49.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's all coming back!!!</title><content type='html'>WAAAAAHHHH!!!  Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's such a wonderful movie!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I like Cloud's style!  Shiyet ang asteeg niya!  I want his bod!  Ang asteeg ng pagka-rip ng bod niya!  Nakakainggit!!!  Argh!  And so what should I do?  Diet.  Exercise.  THE WORKS.  nyahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pucha I want his hair!  ARGH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero gusto ko boses ni Kadaj.  wahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise talaga magpapapayat ako this sembreak.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of that.  *nakanangtokwa para akong nababakla leche!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children" is really a big break by Squaresoft.  Sobrang galing ng graphics - a very big improvement after their last FF movie, "Final Fantasy:  the Spirits Within."  And ganda ng CG, very detailed siya, as in pati ugat ata ng kamay detalyado haha.  And the storyline - sobrang ganda ng pagka-relay.  Andun lahat ng concepts na binigay sa game version, even the flashbacks kinuha talaga mula sa game.  ASTEEG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga concepts sa movie na mage-gets mo lang kung nalaro mo na yung game, pero it's really not that much of a problem, unless na OC ka at talagang tsismosa ka haha.  Fortunately for me, nilalaro ko ngayon yung game.  Haha!  Nakaka-adik talaga siya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik na naman pagka-adik ko sa FF!!!  Argh!  EMIL!!!!  TASUKETE KURE YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ewan.  Basta.  Love ko Advent Children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reason why you shouldn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112835560900270722?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112835560900270722/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112835560900270722' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112835560900270722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112835560900270722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-its-all-coming-back.html' title='And it&apos;s all coming back!!!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112825363876953965</id><published>2005-10-02T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T19:47:18.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Finals Week!!!</title><content type='html'>No more classes!  Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my finals, though.  But no worries!  I have time to study and time to slack off.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the things I'm making myself busy at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Promotion for Dicta License and their new album&lt;br /&gt;2. Kjwan Street Team.  Still planning stuffs for the team and the band.&lt;br /&gt;3. Co-managering a new band we're forming.  Haha hope this work's out just fine.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;4. Studying for my finals.  No duh.&lt;br /&gt;5. Org work.  Will be going to Lasalle this Wednesday to represent UP Tomo-Kai for the Nihon Kenkyuu-Kai activity.&lt;br /&gt;6. Practicing my guitars.  Have a lot of assignments for sembreak huhu...  T__T&lt;br /&gt;7. Working for a job.  Gonna be applying at MTV or NU, whichever.&lt;br /&gt;8. Trying to save up for a new flash stick nyahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;9. trying to save up.  'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;10. Writing new songs.  haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112825363876953965?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112825363876953965/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112825363876953965' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112825363876953965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112825363876953965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-finals-week.html' title='It&apos;s Finals Week!!!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112576038676407550</id><published>2005-10-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T19:20:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cure me from my sickness</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since my last post.  Leche.  Been too busy lately.  No, wait.  I've always been busy.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to forgive myself.  Okay, so I goofed during the Engekisai.  Big time.  I already knew my faults ever since and it really took a lot from my mind.  Can't get me to forgive myself.  Making myself busy catching up with other responsibilities I've sacrificed for that event didn't help, either.  The guilt still lingers in my mind even until now, and I can't help but make myself more depressed.  This even came to a point where I actually thought of giving up my membership to the org, but I know that would be more of a cowardly thing to do.  And that is obviously not the proper answer to my dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's that.  That's history, so enough of me talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut this post here, coz' I really don't have anything left to say.  Ciao for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112576038676407550?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112576038676407550/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112576038676407550' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112576038676407550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112576038676407550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/10/cure-me-from-my-sickness.html' title='Cure me from my sickness'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112472135759813768</id><published>2005-08-22T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:35:57.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to WOLFMANN, wherever you may be now...  My deepest condolences, good friend.</title><content type='html'>I barely knew you.  Only saw a few of your gigs and, hell, those were always a blast.  Yet I wasn't able to meet you.  Greet you even once, no.  I didn't have the guts to talk to you, maybe because I'm just an ordinary fan.  I felt the goosebumps.  You were the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize the big loss that I did not getting to know you.  I missed you, I was not able to talk to you, and now I will never get the chance to.  I'm sorry, my brother.  How it hurts me deeply seeing how I've already missed much of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grief must not get the best of me.  I know how much you'd hate it if I'd waste my tears on someone like you.  For me, these tears are worth it - losing you is like life gone to waste.  Hope you understand, my brother.  I am at a loss here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilfrid Andrew M. Hernandez, my brother, though we've never been much of an acquaintance, I still would like to thank you, wherever you may be, for the joy you've brought to us through your music. Through your music, we felt your company, and even just that makes you more than just an artist - you are more of a brethren, a comrade, a brother to us all. And for that, I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest condolences, my brother. Your music will always be on our hearts forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112472135759813768?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112472135759813768/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112472135759813768' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112472135759813768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112472135759813768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/08/thanks-to-wolfmann-wherever-you-may-be.html' title='Thanks to WOLFMANN, wherever you may be now...  My deepest condolences, good friend.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112351172389804315</id><published>2005-08-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:35:23.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Writing 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The First Phone Call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sat in front of the computer, with absolutely no care about the rice cooking on the stove, turning to char as you mindlessly surf the Internet – a world of infinite dimensions.  You sat there, checking page upon page of worldwide access ranging from the I-can-change-the-world materials to the absolute crap that usually pops on your screen out of nowhere.  In the midst of uncontrollable noise flooding every bit of space around you – your mom shouting over the unattended rice burning on top of the stove, your siblings fighting over who’s character is stronger in that oh-not-so-new RPG game, your dad desperately watching the news amidst the constant pounding of rain outside – you still remain engrossed with the computer with no care in the world.  Well, as if you have anything else to do, right?  Anyway, you continue to live inside your solitary capsule for a few more minutes until you fell back to reality with a very big crash.  And there’s nothing more special to make you plummet from mindless space back to reality other than a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Hello?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You became breathless.  That soft, sweet, gentle voice you heard from the other end pictured someone you’d never actually expect to hear a phone call from.  It was her – that girl you’d always had your eyes on.  Hearing her voice made you picture the first time you saw her – that long, straight, silky black hair that elegantly cascades down on her head, trying to hide that smooth, radiantly white skin covering her head, a gentle smile radiating from her face as she went past in front of you that fateful day after gym class.  Her call shouldn’t be that much of a shock to you now: you got to talk to her for a very short time once after all but that was a year ago; you don’t even know if she still knows that you are alive, or at least if you have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Hi.  Why did you call?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Nothing really.  I just felt like calling.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Uh, okay.  You know if you didn’t have anything to do, you could probably find some other pointless thing to do rather than calling me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You didn’t mean to be that harsh – you absolutely adore her and you’re undoubtedly glad that she called, but the idea of receiving pointless phone calls annoys you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “No, wait.  I wanted to talk to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “About what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “How we never got to talk to each other.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Of course we got to talk to each other.  You asked me last year how was I feeling after I had that nasty fit of migraine in the middle of Chemistry class.  I answered fine, then passed out immediately after.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “No, that’s not what I meant.  I was wondering why you didn’t even talk to me when we sat together during assembly this morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Come on, it was an assembly!  What did you expect?  I was busy sleeping while Sir What’s-his-name was busy blabbering about the school and PAASCU again.  Gosh, can’t they talk about more important things for a change like the addition of vending machines inside the canteen?  Plus, why would I even dare talk to you?”&lt;br /&gt; “Uh, nevermind.  It’s just that it bothered me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Why the heck would it bother you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Let’s just forget about it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “You know, you’re acting way too strange.  Did you hit your head somewhere or something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “For someone like you, I couldn’t really understand why you’d be bothered by me not talking to you.  I mean, come on?  You’re sitting next to five of your closest friends and hundreds of your adoring fans.  You could have talked to them without noticing me.  But of all people you could have been bothered of, why me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Because I like you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Silence.  Awkward, deafening silence.  You didn’t know how to react.  You lost breath trying to know how to act after hearing that.  You vaguely hoped you didn’t hear that in the first place, but it continued to ring violently inside your head, as if trying to mock you for being so stupid.  And who can blame you if you absolutely are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Uh, excuse me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “I like you,” she said, sounding rather embarrassed.  “I admit it, I like you.  The moment I saw you after gym class last year I knew I absolutely liked you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “You’re kidding.”&lt;br /&gt; “No, I’m not.  I really do like you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Look.  It’s already late.  Maybe you should take some sleep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Are you mad?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Why should I be?  It’s not as if you’ve done something wrong to me.  You know what, let’s give it a break for now.  Let’s talk about this next time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “No, please.  It would be better if we talk about this right now.  Do you like me as much as I do to you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Really, you should take some rest now.  You’ve had enough for one day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Do you like me as much as I do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Again, you went silent.  Your throat dried out trying to find what to say to her next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “It’s not that important.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You can’t get yourself to admit to her that you love her.  You try to pull yourself together – everything has been an absolute shock, you just don’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Are you alright?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “I’m fine.  Listen.  Forget everything that I’ve said a while ago.  Lost myself back there.  Sorry if I bothered you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “It’s alright.  You don’t have to say sorry.”&lt;br /&gt; “Can we be friends after?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Sure.  No argument there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Okay then.  See you in school tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Wait.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You gather up every bit of courage left within you.  This is your last chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Listen.  If it’s okay, care to have a cup of coffee after class tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Sure.  I’d love to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Okay then.  I’ll fetch you outside your room tomorrow after class.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Okay.  See you then!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You hang up the phone after.  You stared at the ceiling, trying to pull yourself back after everything that has happened.  You stood up, got hold of a glass and got yourself some water to drink.  Though shaken, with mixed emotions flooding you all throughout, you gulped the cold, sweet, delicious liquid and drained the glass empty.  The rain has ended, you notice, and you wonder of the many things life can give you on the days to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112351172389804315?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112351172389804315/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112351172389804315' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112351172389804315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112351172389804315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/08/creative-writing-101.html' title='Creative Writing 101'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112341813867185128</id><published>2005-08-07T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T18:27:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day of Firsts</title><content type='html'>First # 1:  The First Show&lt;br /&gt;Dicta License was the day's guest for The First Set, so obviously we just have to come.  Unfortunately, I got up late this morning which is why I arrived at the NU station around 9:15am.  Not that late, actually.  It seemed they had just finished their first song and their introduction when I arrived.  Hehe.  Ian immediately welcomed me upon arrival at the station, and immediately we were called by ate Trish to get inside the booth.  Haha!  Kuya Kel and Kuya Boogie of course greeted me hello.  They started singing their next song, and funny coz' kuya Pochoy greeted me on air when he saw me arrive!  Haha khulet!  Inside the booth ate Trish was making kwela with us while the guys were performing.  And we were all so gulo that time we actually can be heard on air haha.  Ate Trish was all "Oh my God!  There's a lot of stripping going on around here!  Whoot!" as kuya Brian was taking off his polo shirt inside the booth.  She was also always going on on-air about what we've been doing inside the booth.  She's like, "You guys should be here!  Grabe ang gulo!!!"  That was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  My fave dicta song is "Fallen Earth".  Gawd, it's the best!  You guys should hear it sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the set, ate Trish invited us for breakfast at Mcdo.  It was supposedly a joke when she said that she's gonna treat us with breakfast, but she actually did!  In fact, she insisted!  Nahiya naman kami, but no...  She still insisted!  We ended up eating free breakfast with ate Trish and the Dicta guys, making kwela and hearing ate Trish's "Off-the-Record" trivia.  nyahahahahahaha.  Gawd, that was so fun.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First # 2:  TK Execom Bonding Activity&lt;br /&gt;Not having much sleep last night is something that I truly regret this day, considering that I have this day fully booked from 9am to the late evening.  Of course this type of schedule is beginning to be something normal for me - I already sleep around 1am and wake up at 5am everyday, being in UP 'til the wee hours and arriving home just in time for the Late Night Show.  Humph.  Anyway back to business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing up at NU around 11am (yeah we went back to NU after our breakfast with Dicta and ate Trish.  hehe), we hanged around at Robinson's for a bit.  Bought myself a copy of the July issue of MTV Ink with that Dicta article (haha dicta has more pogi points than spongecola wahehehe).  Had a bit of window shopping and chilled down a bit before going to SM Megamall for my next appointment - this time with the TK Execom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought this was going to be something boring.  Then again, I'd better kick myself in the head for thinking that in the first place.  It was really great hanging around with the other Execom peepz, and I got another handful of firsts in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First # 3:  Purikura&lt;br /&gt;First on our agenda:  Purikura.  We expected to have ourselves look like some tornado passed right through us after the rest of our activities, so we decided to have our pictures taken while we still look fresh.  Imagine 10 people crowding inside a small Purikura booth.  Haha that was funny.  The pictures were great.  Can't believe we pulled that one off.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First # 4: Ice-skating&lt;br /&gt;Second stop in our TK Execom bonding activity is...  Ice skating.  Haha.  I've never skated in my whole life, let alone on ice.  Leche!  And it totally annoyed me how those ice skaters make it look so darn easy.  The fact is, it's hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  I was not spared from having my butt bruised after having tons of falls the first time I set foot on the ice.  Nor was I spared from having my hands numb like hell, not to mention red like Santa's nose, after having them break all my falls.  But the good thing is, after a grueling 3-hour skate, I finally learned how to actually skate.  Nyahahaha.  Only left to learn is...  the twirl.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First # 5: Dinner with Toudai students (Nihon-jin!!!)&lt;br /&gt;We had a dinner appointment around 7pm with the students from Tokyo University, and of course, who am I to skip this?  I wouldn't say much about my wallet - it's already crying help.  Hehe.  Good thing Rose senpai is willing to pull some cash out.  Nyahahaha ang bait!!!  And so I'm stuck eating Indonesian food with the Execom and tons of Nihon-jin.  Hehe.  So far this is the first time I actually went for a Nihon-jin bonding activity what-not haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the day around 10pm with tons of firsts at hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112341813867185128?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112341813867185128/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112341813867185128' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112341813867185128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112341813867185128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-day-of-firsts.html' title='Another Day of Firsts'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112213478588149622</id><published>2005-07-23T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:06:25.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brain's turning into jello without me knowing it.</title><content type='html'>Just got home from another Kjwan gig, and today's was at SM Southmall.  Personally it was a waste, plainly because the band only got to play two songs because SM cannot contain the crowd anymore.  Haay...  But aside from that, the gig was a total success!  I loved how the crowd reacted to Kjwan.  The crowd was just absolutely overwhelming, which is why I truly like south gigs.  Of course, I'd always prefer any bar gig to public concerts, but hey!  SOUTHERN PEEPS ROCK!!!  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got news that kuya Marc's latest indie project is for CineMalaya.   This is really cool, and of course, I wish kuya Marc the best of luck.  I'll be getting more info on this and of course will make a review as soon as I get a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really busy as of the moment.  Acads and org responsibilities are taking almost all of my time as of the moment, not to mention that work with the Kjwan Street Team and the such is also taking a large chunk off my brain.  So far, I am not yet experiencing any type of breakdown.  For now, I'm relying on the idea that my horrorscope for the year became true and knowing that makes me feel alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll end this bit for now.  There's too much going on inside my head that's making my head hurt.  Ciao peeps!  I'll update whenever.  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112213478588149622?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112213478588149622/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112213478588149622' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112213478588149622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112213478588149622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-brains-turning-into-jello-without.html' title='My brain&apos;s turning into jello without me knowing it.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112196081213540874</id><published>2005-07-21T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:46:52.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to CineMalaya!</title><content type='html'>I am so happy that there's something like CineMalaya to provide us some of the best - and I do mean the very best - movies a Filipino can only do.  For once, I got myself to watch a movie once again after such a very long time (my last movie watch from a theater was when I was still in high school.  ahahaha), and it seemed that this could be the best movie that I have ever watched for the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, together with my senpais Jo, Lloyd, and Shine, my TK batchmates Jane, Jerick, Karen, and Cha, and one of our applicants Er (he's a guy, mind you), I got to watch one of CineMalaya's featured films, "Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros".  This is a story about Maxie, a gay youth, who crosses path with Victor, a law-abiding policeman who got assigned to their barangay.  The plot of the story is absolutely interesting, for Maxie gets to choose between his "love" for Victor or his eccentric family who's, unfortunately, is somewhat what we would refer to as the enemies of law.  There's his father - a seller of stolen cellphones;  his brother, Boy - who at some point in the story killed some kid after learning that this kid did something against Maxie; and his other brother, Bogz - who as Jo senpai, Jane, Karen and Cha say, is the absolutely do-die-for in the story wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros" is a very interesting story, I must say.  Plainly said, it violate the norms of a typical Filipino family and of society in itself.  First of all, it has always been considered impossible for a Filipino family, specifically the men of the house, to accept a gay child in their family; unfortunately in this movie, this norm is totally trashed.  Not only that the family has accepted Maxie being gay - they actually find him really adorable!  I mean maygash, if it were a normal family, they would have thrown Maxie out of the house.  But no, they actually find it absolutely normal as if having a gay child is something normal in the Filipino family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it is really unlikely to see a true-blue law-abiding policeman anywhere in the Philippines.  Victor is an absolute exemption to this norm - he is a total Follower of the Book that at some point you'd actually find it annoying.  Religious, loyal, and a true fighter of crime, he never lets any violator get away with his or her crime.  He was the one who saved Maxie from the harassment being made to him by some youth, which was actually why Maxie fell head-over-heels for him.  Unfortunately, Maxie's desire for Victor will soon be questioned as he has to choose between him or his own family, whom apparently Victor is eyeing on because of all the crimes pointing to Maxie's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if we thought the good, the just, and the religious side always prevail, then we'd better think again.  This is one story where the protagonist chooses his family of lawbreakers over his law-abiding, God-fearing yadayada love interest haha.  Oh this show is absolutely interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros" is not just any gay flick - it is actually an absolute eye-opener.  In the very subtle way only an indie movie can provide, the movie opens our eyes to the realities of the Filipino society - the Filipino poor to be exact.  The community in focus in the story is the typical urban poor area that we have in the middle of Manila - full of crimes, of rackets, of gang activities, and such.  It shows reality head-on, as if fearing for absolutely nothing.  For that wonderful taste of chutzpah, I give this movie a whole round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If "Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros" will be showing in theatres, I suggest you get the very first ticket pronto.  This is something you'd never want to miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112196081213540874?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112196081213540874/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112196081213540874' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112196081213540874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112196081213540874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/kudos-to-cinemalaya.html' title='Kudos to CineMalaya!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112187216527636722</id><published>2005-07-20T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T23:09:25.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So the Korean English ahaii!!!</title><content type='html'>Ahai so many things to do!  And I'm so tireds na, I can't move my ears!  Haha!  It was happy bertdey belated for me, and maygash hugash, it was so expensive!  My money was like gone for good back to the Money Heaven maygash!  So fast telecast maygash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tireds na today.  Had video shoot for the Wazzup Wazzup, you know, the Wazzup Wazzup with the hand?  Yes, Tomo-Kai will be featured this Friday na as in two days from now as in Friday!  And of course I'll be there like in front of the camera as in inside the tv this Friday 7pm!  Haha!  I'm so ashamed to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep.  Hehe.  But so many things to do maygad!  And it's getting so hot there in TK!  Grabe so the issues with the government!  I am so pagod!  I can't take it anymore!  I want electric fan!  Grabe!  I haven't make reading my readings in Creative Writing pa for tomorrow bukas Thursday!  Ai que horror!  Por rich por pipol!  Hay nakech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ewan.  Watch Wazzup Wazzup na lang this Friday!  7pm at Channel 23 as in the channel with the logo!  The channel with the logo with the Channel 23!  You make watch ha!  I'll ashame myself!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112187216527636722?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112187216527636722/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112187216527636722' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112187216527636722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112187216527636722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-korean-english-ahaii.html' title='So the Korean English ahaii!!!'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112152855107583223</id><published>2005-07-16T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:42:31.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One quickie before going to sleep</title><content type='html'>Today, UP Tomo-Kai, my beloved org, is capping off their anniversary week with the Cultural Night.  I, for one, am celebrating with them on this occasion by watching Kill Bill on WOWOW.  Hehe.  So I can't come to the festivities.  Humph.  Promised my dear parents I'd spend the day with them on celebration for my birthday due to the fact that I already went out yesterday with friends, so how could I just say no?  And now I'm stuck here inside our house, stuffing myself with chocolate caramel roll.  Haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be spending lunch with my unbeatable original posse Enzo and Emil at Luk Yuen around 2pm.  It's been a while since we've met each other - last time was during Venna's debut which was, whut, months ago?  Haha.  It's really a rare treat that we get to meet each other again - Enzo's studying in Ateneo, but we both have conflicts in schedules so we still don't meet quite that much.  Emil is studying in La Salle, and of course it would be a miracle if we ever get to meet.  So ayun.  We're trying to renew ties here, so this is something I'd really look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so senti again.  Haay...  When will this end?  Gosh...  I really need a girlfriend ahahahahaha.  Shiyet bangag na nga talaga ako ehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay...  the miseries of the life of the miserable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112152855107583223?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112152855107583223/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112152855107583223' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112152855107583223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112152855107583223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-quickie-before-going-to-sleep.html' title='One quickie before going to sleep'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112145112024097261</id><published>2005-07-16T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T13:01:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadomasochistic mode extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>First of all, I'd like to say thanks to all those who greeted me happy birthday (no matter how much I regret hearing that it was my birthday haha) - Pat and Cathy (luv ya guys!  thanks for bringing us to Yellow Cab haha!  let's do that again!!!), Rosey of Trapik.com (yeah party tayo sa NU!  Advanced happy beerday bro!), Tenten (thanks for remembering!), Carol, Kish (haha lahat ng posts talagang may bati ha!  grr!), Zhali, Okoy peeps Chaching, Jane and Karen (sa uulitin yung bondage!  thanks guys!  luv ya so!!!), sa mga senpai ko, Jengga senpai, Amanda-Lloyd senpai ahahahaha, Jo senpai, Denden senpai, Kao senpai, Kai senpai, Ryan budz, Zane senpai, Mommy Frances, Shine senpai, Maeya, at sa lahat ng TK peeps, kila Ry, Karren, Glenn, Mich, Cheng at Kristel (musta chocolates?  ^__^), Janette (loka ka!), at sa lahat ng nagtext SIGURO sa aking celphone number na sadly ay nanakaw nung Wednesday pa so iba ang ginagamit ko nang number as of the moment ahahahahaha, MARAMING MARAMING SALAMAT!!!  (mga pahamak kayo sa buhay ko bwiset!!!  ahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ngayon back to business.  We had our GA this afternoon and maygad, a lot of topics were discussed regarding the preparations for tomorrow's Cultural Night (which apparently I will not be going to, sadly...).  Well, those infos wouldn't concern you, so hell would I tell it here.  The thing that caught my attention most is when they announced the Officers-in-Charge for all those Execom peeps who will be leaving starting September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Position---Current---OIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VP - Jengga senpai - ???&lt;br /&gt;Secretary - Eden senpai - Karen&lt;br /&gt;Pubcom - Kai senpai - Jane&lt;br /&gt;Arescom - Ely senpai - Paolo (a.k.a. me!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.  I will soon be replacing Ely senpai as Arescom Head starting next sem.  So now, I'm currently under training for this task.  No, wait.  Scratch that.  My term starts as of, let's say, NOW.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As explained to me by Ely senpai, she now needs to concentrate on her thesis because her adviser will be leaving on August 13, so she is already appointing me to the position as of now.  Haay...  More work.  Haha.  Still, I'm really honored to have been given this responsibility.  I just hope I will be able to do this.  I mean, currently being the youngest in the whole TK populace (oh diba say niyo?!), this would really be some hell.  Not that I'm implying something with that.  I'm just saying that this would be a very great challenge on my part, considering the fact that all those I'll be handling will be A LOT older than me.  I'm referring to age here, by the way ehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Karen, Jane, and I, will be the current trainees for the position in Execom.  Haha this would be fun.  Execom next year will be populated by Okoys haha!  I'll be in Arescom, Jane's in Pubcom, Karen will be Memcom, Marvin will be Soccom, Jerick will be Fincom, and Cha will be the Secretary.  Oh diba?  Planado na!  Haha!  This would really be something I would look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I will stick to my training.  Grr...  It's hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm actually enjoying it.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadomasochist mode ON!!!  bwahahahahahah!!!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112145112024097261?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112145112024097261/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112145112024097261' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112145112024097261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112145112024097261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/sadomasochistic-mode-extraordinaire.html' title='Sadomasochistic mode extraordinaire'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112136312092196082</id><published>2005-07-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T02:15:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And since you really asked for it...</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow's my birthday.  Hell, I've been trying to forget the fact that it's my birthday on July 15, but hell.  People can't seem to get over it.  Damn.  So fine.  A birthday you want?  A birthday you'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come up with a wish list for those who really want to rub in the fact that it is my birthday tomorrow.  Any deviation from that is futile.  So go, my minions!  Follow my every whim bwahahaha!  It's my birthday, you don't have any right to say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I want for my birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a brand new car.  A Toyota FC3S or a Mitsubishi Lancer EvoIV would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a frisbee.  Not just some crappy toy that you can buy at any toy store.  I want the one specifically made for sports purposes!  As in the one made of stiff fiber.  Probably the ones that I would actually cry for if in case it gets broken or some idiot steals it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. a brand new celphone.  Okay, so my old one got stolen this Wednesday.  Big deal.  Still, I want a new celphone.  A brand new Motorola C651 would actually do, but if you can get me something better, then good.  I want something with a camera, MMS, and is java-capable.  A phone with a very large memory capacity would be a big plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my own condominium apartment.  Yeah, of course I want one!  As long as it's already complete with furnishings, furnitures and what-nots that I can already make use of.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. an iPod Mini.  Kuya Marc got one recently - still can remember when he was ogling on the iPod displayed at Megamall selling for 12thou.  Haha he was like "two days without a girlfriend and that's it!"  Haha so hilarious!  Of course, me wanting an iPod doesn't have anything to do with my brother.  I've always wanted one even before that, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a laptop or an iNote.  Being the busybody that I am *ahem ahem*, I want to take things on the go.  And a laptop could pass as a PC even when I'm out of civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. an electric guitar.  Fender would actually do ehehehe.  Anything would do, as long as it sounds good.  But I really prefer Fender electrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a bass guitar.  Just like kuya Kel's.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. my own drums set.  Yamaha or whatever.  Or better yet, the Kjwan drums.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a digicam.  Preferably the one that can take pictures as well as record video, complete with sounds ehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. my own recording studio.  I already requested for instruments.  So now all I need is my own recording studio and then I'm game for song-writing haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. a new bank account.  Make sure that the remaining balance is still somewhere between 3,000-10,000 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. a siamese cat.  I really want one, even when I was a kid.  Either that, or a labrador puppy.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. a whole new wardrobe.  I want to beat kuya Marc's huge collection of outfits.  Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. a dozen Pilot G-Tec 0.4 pens.  Let's just call it a writer's obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. a scholarship to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. a nice paying job.  I don't like working at the Circle anymore ahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. uhh...  one night stand?  ahahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. a life.  I totally need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. a professional camera.  For my photography hobby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112136312092196082?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112136312092196082/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112136312092196082' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112136312092196082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112136312092196082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-since-you-really-asked-for-it.html' title='And since you really asked for it...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112075022133426372</id><published>2005-07-07T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T14:13:53.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked up with no emotions on hand.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's happening to me.  I'm so fucked up, but I still can't get myself to cry.  Shed my tears out.  Just let all my angst and sorrow out.  But no.  I can't, no matter how hard I try.  I want to shout, scream my lungs out to somehow lessen the emotions within me, but I can't.  I don't know why, but I really can't.  Is it because I already have no emotions remaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.  If I don't have any left, I wouldn't be feeling like this ever.  Still, I can't get myself to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many work piling up on me every second.  How ironic that I still have time to write this blog entry nyahahaha.  For the past days, I get tons of paperwork being piled up on me every fucking day.  I try my best to do everything, but more still keeps on coming.  I don't know what to do.  I don't even have time for myself already.  Rarely do I come home before 9pm.  Rarely do I sleep before 12.  All because of these stupid paperworks.  And I still am not working in a business company.  Damn.  I'm not getting paid for these, damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate myself today.  More accounts have come to me today, all because I lost my wallet.  Student ID, a very unused MRT card, atm cards, Timezone card, Laking National, Mercury card, JB Musicians' Club membership card, pictures, and Initial D playcards.  And yes, money.  Lost, all because of my stupidity.  I can't get myself to get over this.  Now I have to renew all these cards.  Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame The One with what has happened.  In fact, I'm somehow thankful.  But for crying out loud, I want some rest.  For once, give me a break.  I've been neck-deep with problems to go to.  I don't need another.  And so I pray now that the person who finds it would give it back.  Somehow.  Though I'm not taking any chances anymore.  I know it's gone for good already.  But in case that happens, in case a good soul does bring my wallet back, I would really be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I stay here, living life to my own misery.&lt;br /&gt;So I smoke.  We smoke.  Burn all calories.  Bring ourselves to conscious death.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we are gone.  Disintegrated.  Obliviated by our own stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I can't get myself to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said - damn life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112075022133426372?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112075022133426372/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112075022133426372' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112075022133426372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112075022133426372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/fucked-up-with-no-emotions-on-hand.html' title='Fucked up with no emotions on hand.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112068497123471631</id><published>2005-07-07T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T05:22:51.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>Me isang tao diyan me birthday ngayon.  Randolf, haberdey ha!  ^__^  BWISET KA!  ahahahahaha.  Dami mo nang atraso sa akin ha!  Dapat manlibre ka!  Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I'm happy.  A lot of things will be happening this month.  Madaming may birthday hehe.  Of course ang dami ring asteegins na gigs.  Listeners' party ng Kjwan this Friday, and of course pupunta ako dun kahit na me exams ako kinabukasan ng alas-siyete ng umaga ampota!  And happy din ako kasi me buddy na ako sa TK!  Woohoo!  Razel budz!!!  HELLO.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this month would still be hell.  Formal report's due on Thursday.  There's also tons of papers to write.  Dami ring gagawin sa TK, pati na din sa ChemSoc (though nagdadalawang-isip pa rin ako kung tutuloy ako).  And looking at my schedules, windang na ako.  Bwahahahaha.  I'm booked solid for the next few weeks ai!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to being in the senti side...  (nahawa ako sa lahat ng mga sawi sa pag-ibig ngayon...  hi Dolf!  ^__^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa wakas nakausap na din uli kita.  Alam kong para na akong tanga sa kakahintay sa iyo ng isang buong taon.  Ewan.  Makausap lang kita, ayos na.  Hindi ko masabi na minamahal kita.  Hindi pa kita nakikilala, ganun din ikaw.  Ang labo ko.  Pero gusto talaga kita.  Araw-araw ikaw na lang lagi pumapasok sa utak ko.  Ewan ko ba.  Hindi ako sira.  Gusto kong makilala ka.  Makita man lang kahit minsan.  Makasama, maka-kwela.  Sana hindi mo ito isipan ng masama.  Hindi ako bangag.  Mahal lang talaga kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy...  I missed you.  I missed you so.  And I'm just so glad kinausap mo ako uli.  After one whole year of waiting, kinausap mo uli ako.  Pareho tayong busy, alam ko.  Pero sayang...  Sayang talaga...  Sana dati pa.  Hindi na sana ako bigo ngayon.  Pero ngayon, pag-asa.  Masaya na ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112068497123471631?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112068497123471631/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112068497123471631' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112068497123471631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112068497123471631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-112034789190861940</id><published>2005-07-05T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:17:28.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythms of Professionalism</title><content type='html'>And when I thought I'd never get to like Chemistry again, that's when it hit me.  I looove Chemistry.  Or I think I do.  Oh well.  I'm inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually decided to work well on my course.  Ate Tams made me do so hehe.  More of she inspired me to do so.  Naks!  I can't deny it.  She actually had me eating on the palm of her hands.  No, wait.  That's wrong.  Haha.  Well, she DID gave me one hell of a kick in the ass.  Because of that, I now want to study harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at the Freshteeg! Concert at UP Bahay ng Alumni last Friday.  Yes, even after having that very nasty case of migraine at the TK tambayan, I was still able to go to the concert hahaha.  Well I have my reasons, though...  I was supposed to give the guys the Kjwan flyers to give out on the Twilight launch and the SM North gig.  And so I went.  Got free backstage pass haha - it's really great being a member of the Kjwan Street Team.  At the backstage I met kuya Boogie, Jhoon, Jor, my bro Marc, Kelley, and, of course, ate Tams.  Hanged around with them for a while.  Kuya Boogie and Jor got my guitar and played like crazy haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then roamed around a bit to see the scene.  Out of nowhere ma'am Karin calls me haha!  She actually remembers me!  Hehe.  Ricci and LouG also said hi.  Asteeg.  Saw kuya Raims and ate Myrene with Atari.  Haha Atari looks cute being all shy and stuff hehe :P.  Saw ate Aia also, but I was too dumbstuck by her *ahem* stunning looks, I couldn't get myself to say hi.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to see the crowd.  Saw Ayisse rockin' in front haha.  SixCycleMind was playing their set.  Grabe everyone's all asteeg!  Enjoyed the time lounging around practically everywhere.  After, Mojofly went onstage.  LouG was all hyped up, grabe that was such a great set.  Ma'am Karin keeps going around haha.  After the set kuya Ali went to talk to me haha.  Asteeg he knows me by name na talaga wahahahahaha.  He promised to give me his drumsticks next time haha.  Made kwela and shit, then went back near the stage to watch Kjwan perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went wild when Kjwan started to play!  Wow!  As in it was so cool!  Kuya Marc threw posters at the crowd haha.  It was asteeg.  Ate Tams sat next to the stage haha.  Someone lost her phone grabe.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the set, we went backstage to have a bite.  Got my food for free - I have a food stub mwahahahahaha.  Ate Tams then noticed that I have a lot of what seems to be insect bites.  We actually thought these were mite bites, but we thought of the possibility that it could have been "higad" attack.  My eyelid even got swollen shiyet!  It was so itchy; I practically looked pitiful.  Then ate Tams gave me a prescription.  Yes, a prescription.  As in she suggested what to do.  Oh wait, I forgot to explain.  Ate Tams is a doctor.  Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I now want to study harder.  I really want to be a doctor.  But hell, if I want to be one, I need to strive harder.  Yeah, I'll be better.  Ate Tams just gave me the drive to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-112034789190861940?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/112034789190861940/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=112034789190861940' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112034789190861940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/112034789190861940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/rhythms-of-professionalism.html' title='Rhythms of Professionalism'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111798609246015766</id><published>2005-07-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:36:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Lighter Side...</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've posted here in my blog.  Sorry, I've been in major hell these past few weeks hehe.  Proof of that is another major feat of migraine that I had yesterday while I'm at, of all places, the TK tambayan.  Had so much fun being all helpless and all, though...  I actually couldn't move my body the whole time!  Whahahahaha!!!  So yun.  My apologies to those who's too naive to be waiting for my posts hehe.  Now, I'll update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday.  June 29.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very hectic day coz' I had a very full schedule.  We had CWTS class from 8 to 11am, and it was really great coz' we had so much fun presenting our fund-raising plans.  My group's in charge of the fund run, and maygad are we so SportsCom!!!  As in we actually have Taebo-Stretching exercise chuvahness in our programme hahahahaha!!!  We are actually thinking of including a Cheering Competition.  Whaddya think?  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got dismissed early from CWTS class - by 10am we are actually being forced out of the room hahahaha.  So Ry and I decided to eat lunch with Janette.  Fetched Janette at KNL Heights, then ate at healthy Likha Diwa.  Had myself Tiramisu and Pineapple-Lychee Juice for lunch.  Yes, lunch.  I'm so health buff.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I have to end our lunch session quick to make it to the paintball challenge at the Sunken Garden on time.  Left Likha Diwa around 11am, braved the traffic to come to Sunken by 11:15 to meet my teammates Jane, JM senpai and Alen senpai for the game.  We kicked the Bibong B3's butts big time haha!  Ely senpai was there to catch the carnage on video hehe.  We enjoyed the fair with the B3 block for a while, but alas everything must come to an end, coz' I have to meet my calltime at MTV Studios at 2pm for the taping of our Hanging Out @ MTV episode.  So I left UP together with JM senpai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Ayala MRT around 1pm.  I am supposed to meet Joe at Mcdo for the video shoot, so I went to Glorietta to have a printout of the TK plug that I was supposed to do hehe.  Gawd internet at Glorietta is so expensive!  1.50 pesos per minute fuck!  But hell, I was desperate, I had to concede.  Finished everything by 11:45pm, changed outfit and went back to Mcdo for Joe.  Talked with Joe about Naruto while waiting for Moja - 135 episodes maygad!  I want to watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting Moja, we went to MTV Studios for the video shoot.  Met Teetap and her friends near the studios - they're going to Mcdo haha.  So we went to the studios and waited for kuya Joel.  Apparently he was going to be late daw, so we lounged around at the studio lobby, watching *what else?!* MTV.  Kuya Boogie and Kuya Jhoon arrived a few moments later, followed by my big bro Marc who was carrying a big big bag haha.  Since we haven't started yet, we decided to take a bite first so we went to Gonuts for food.  On the way we met kuya Jor and Kuya Kel.  They said they would follow us na lang later.  Line at Gonuts was long, so I decided to have hotdog from Sabrett (yeah Brad Pitt hotdog!  haha eeew).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to MTV around 3:30pm.  Kuya Joel has arrived, and we're gonna start very soon.  So we freshened up and arranged ourselves for the taping.  It was really funny how the production people was pampering us backstage haha!  It really makes you feel like some celeb or something.  They gave us unlimited supply of Jollibee Soggy Crispy Fries hehe.  Ate Prod Assistant What's-her-name was so funny to watch, and she keeps on briefing us on what to do, just like a true-blue celeb hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taping began around 4pm.  VJs Don, Claire, and Maike joined us onstage.  Don keeps harassing Joe's goatie haha.  Claire's so kwela which really makes her absolutely cute, but of course ate Reema's da bomb!  Maike is, of course, Maike.  No comment haha.  Kjwan's making all kwela at the couch area; we fancied ourselves with putting fries all over Jor's face on the Kjwan posters and playing the oversized guitar hehe.  We also made wacky questions for the guys to answer, complete with the weird names of whom it came from (one came from Zimbabwe.  Don kasi eh.).  Before ending the show, I got to plug TK's uhmm...  plug, with Maike beside me hehe.  Kuya Marc keeps making kwela with me on air for the ending haha - he hit his head on the large TV lettering after because of karma haha.  We ended around 6pm, and we had a total blast Hanging Out @ MTV!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111798609246015766?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111798609246015766/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111798609246015766' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111798609246015766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111798609246015766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-lighter-side.html' title='On the Lighter Side...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111784618381798784</id><published>2005-06-04T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T23:04:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And my sanity has just gone down the drain...</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired.  My feet are already killing me.  I stink, and hell do I care.  I'm just glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration for First Semester has already started last Thursday, June 2, and ever since then, it's been chaos.  We'd been running around like hell, and gawd, we really thought we would never survive.  Of course by now you would probably be thinking that I am exaggerating here.  Haha.  You'd wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day.  June 2.  Being included in the Tri-Coll system of UPD (Science, Arts &amp; Letters, and Social Sciences), we are granted priority on the registration for the different subjects offered.  That also means that we only have this day to plead to the registration for slots in the classes that we wanted to get.  Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no problem here.  I mean, CRS has granted me cosmic powers that allowed me to get almost all my favored subjects for this semester.  The only things that I need to fix is my Math53 class and my Creative Writing class.  Not a big deal.  Well, that's what I thought.  By the end of the day, I just barely got a slot for a 10-11:15am Math53 class, and only got a petition for a new Creative Writing class, which results I would only get the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day.  June 3.  Went to UP as early as possible.  I am really curious on the result on our petition for a Creative Writing class, I just have to see the results as soon as possible.  I arrived there around 9am, unfortunately the results hasn't been released so I decided to take breakfast together with Janette and the guys at Katag.  Went back to check my Creative Writing results around 10:30am, and lo and behold!  They opened a new class... Mondays and Thursdays 4:00-5:30pm.  Argh!  This means I have straight classes from 8:30-5:30 every Mondays and Thursdays!  NOOOOO!!!  Still I didn't let this get me down.  I accepted the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any problems with the rest of the registration.  In a matter of minutes I found myself going from one place to another accomplishing every little thing that I have to do - advising, assessment, clearance, payment.  By 11:30am, an hour after I got the result of my Creative Writing class, I was already done with my enrolment.  Haha!  Rejoice y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, Janette and I decided to take lunch at the Treehouse, the resto beside ISSI.  And maygad!  We were just stunned with the ambience of the place!  It's a paradise in the middle of hell!  Haha!  Drank ourselves happy with bottomless iced tea, which we taste a hint of uhmmm... alcohol?  Hehe.  Practically spent 2 hours enjoying ourselves with the place.  And yes, we decided to be back some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that wonderful lunch break, I happened to meet Randolf in the most unusual place where we could meet - at the jeep.  Haha.  Randolf happened to be riding the jeep that we stopped, so there.  Introduced him to Janette and Ry - of course Janette suddenly got an interest with Mathematics nyahahahaha.  Spent the rest of the time accompanying Randolf with his enrolment.  Ry still has to plead for mercy at the Math building for a Math53 class, and Janette has to meet someone in Philcoa.  And so we went separate ways...  for now.  Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111784618381798784?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111784618381798784/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111784618381798784' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111784618381798784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111784618381798784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-my-sanity-has-just-gone-down-drain.html' title='And my sanity has just gone down the drain...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111748209561161640</id><published>2005-06-01T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T13:55:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mou Sukoshi...  Mou Sukoshi...</title><content type='html'>I'm on a dilemma.  Not that it matters.  Dad won't kill me anyway (oh yeah...  he'd just probably beat me up to death.  Kidding.).  I just can't decide on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariane and I got it better.  Can't say for someone out there - he got a 5.  I mean now we know Math in UP is hell.  It's not the first time we have to repeat a math class - okay, so we repeated Math 17 because our professor taught like hell, but hey, that's not the point.  We suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have to make a decision.  Do we repeat, and risk being delayed of more subjects?  Or do we wait for the removal exams, and risk getting a 5 therefore forcing us to actually repeat the subject again?  On the latter's case however, at least we can replace math with GE classes for this semester.  We may be delayed with our majors, but at least we advance with our required GE classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 4?  Oh God.  Just a little more...  Just a little more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111748209561161640?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111748209561161640/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111748209561161640' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111748209561161640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111748209561161640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/06/mou-sukoshi-mou-sukoshi.html' title='Mou Sukoshi...  Mou Sukoshi...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111754005108112600</id><published>2005-05-31T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:56:05.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry or Song?  You be the judge.</title><content type='html'>Just made this a few minutes ago.  Inspired by a Japanese manga that I was reading - the story was just too sad, I had to write something.  It's the story about this girl named Kousaka Kanako, a top student who secretly has a crush on this guy, Morizumi Wataru, who somewhat seems to be the delinquent of the class.  It was their final exams, and even though Kousaka had the brains, she eventually forgot the answers to the exam and decided to cheat.  She thought that Morizumi, who was sitting behind her, caught her in the act, and fibbed on the professors, because he walked out of the exams.  Morizumi told her that he will meet her after class, and when Morizumi entered the shed where they're supposed to meet, Kousaka did what she thought she should do - she stabbed him on the back with a knitting needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morizumi was actually handing her a love letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I give you this song, poem, or whatever.  Do check it out, and please comment.  Would it pass as a song?  Or a poem I could actually hand to my Creative Writing class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morizumi’s Letter (Morizumi no Tegami)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long time&lt;br /&gt;No, wait.  It’s been forever.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never even talked to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been watching you from afar&lt;br /&gt;You’ve always been beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always wanted to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Still I never tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the last time I’ll ever see you.&lt;br /&gt;I must tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I must meet you.&lt;br /&gt;I must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still you didn’t give me a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you, but you didn’t allow me.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, when all’s alright,&lt;br /&gt;That’s when you stabbed me in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever let go of this pain?&lt;br /&gt;How can the sun shine in this endless rain?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always offer my life for thee.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always love you, forever I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been out of my reach&lt;br /&gt;Cunning, sweet, and stunningly pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Still I try, but to no avail,&lt;br /&gt;You just didn’t give me a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you,&lt;br /&gt;And forever will I do.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much the fact hurts me&lt;br /&gt;You were the one who murdered me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111754005108112600?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111754005108112600/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111754005108112600' title='3 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111754005108112600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111754005108112600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/poetry-or-song-you-be-judge.html' title='Poetry or Song?  You be the judge.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111730374889993760</id><published>2005-05-29T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T10:16:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow me some Scotch, man.  I'm on the high.</title><content type='html'>A glass of Scotch hit me.  Gah, it tastes as if you are drinking liquid plastic, but hell, it does its job real good.  My inhibitions are on a high, and standing next to the amplifiers didn't help at all.  My head came drifting past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I type this to you.  Call it stupid, hell.  What can I say?  I'm a born loser, cursed to attend social gatherings, awards ceremonies, concerts and video shoots even if I tend to be the gargoyle zooming around the fashionable fashionables (or as kuya Diego puts it, the fashyowns).  Yes, I am a loser.  I get invited to MTV gatherings, to NU107 concerts, and to the Awit Awards, even without my reluctant consent.  I am called to socialize, even if I'm the Devil.  Hmmm...  As long as there's Scotch available for me at the bar, I guess I can live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things were happening around Makati last night, and obviously I just have to be around.  I had Randolf tag along with me, and obviously he didn't hesitate to come.  He was already lounging around Glorietta as early as 2pm, with the conscious idea that we are only supposed to meet at 5pm.  And I thought the world couldn't get any dumber.  I met him around 4:30pm as he was searching for a restroom in SM Makati that is not under renovation - he points out that all the restrooms that he knows in Glorietta are all under renovation.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 5pm, and obviously we have tons of hours to lounge around.  Being the natural music-loving writers *slash* book critics *slash* thespians that we were, we decided to kill time at sophisticated Greenbelt.  First, Music One.  Hanging out there made us realize we'd get along too well.  Next thing we knew we were firing around like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randolf&lt;/strong&gt;: Ui!  Kitchie Nadal!  Shiyet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt;: Meron kaming cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randolf&lt;/strong&gt;: Ui!  Sago!  Haha!  Can't believe I got to shake hands with Lourd nung UP Fair!  Shiyet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt;: Meron din kaming cd niyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randolf&lt;/strong&gt;: Argh!  Pahiram!  *laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we spotted the VCD section.  Got myself a copy of "The Craft", gotta love that movie.  And we fancied spotting American Pie.  And then we saw "Coach Carter".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randolf&lt;/strong&gt;: Coach Carter's already available?  Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt;: Interested in watching it?  You should have told me sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randolf&lt;/strong&gt;: It's okay.  Bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt;: You should have told me sooner if you want to watch it.  I could have easily gotten premiere tickets from NU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randolf&lt;/strong&gt;: I hate you.  *laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing things around Music One, we headed to Powerbooks Live to kill more time.  It's still 5:30pm, we really need to keel.  Randolf fancied the books on spells and Astrology, and quickly pointed out a possible gift that I should give him on his birthday.  Haha.  I, on the other hand, indulged myself to a copy of *gasp!* Jessica Zafra's Twisted 7!  At last, after such a long wait!  I quickly bought a copy, forgetting that I still have to buy the previous copies for my collection.  (Quick note:  there seems to be some cosmic connection between the book cover of Twisted 7 with what Randolf, Ariane and I were discussing a few days ago at Bonifacio Global.  The cover's in a shade of pink.  And obviously you know what it brings out to mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the day is still too early for us to give.  We decided to take a light dinner at Luk Yuen, which is directly next to V Bar, the place where we'd be in for the MTV Movie Awards Party.  Indulged ourselves with 3 orders of Fried Meat Dumplings, a can of coke each, and hot Chinese Tea.  That tea did its purpose well, it lasted us enough for us to kill most time.  Throughout the meal we talked about ourselves, the usual chitchat you'd expect from friends who haven't met each other after a long time.  We got the hang of each other better.  And we rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner lasted for at least an hour, which is a great achievement to both of us considering the fact that our definition for "light dinner" means something going for no more than fifteen minutes.  We went back inside Glorietta after to kill more time, few minutes after going beyond the doors we found ourselves lining-up for the Hershey's Smores bars.  We didn't go back in the line for another bar, although we delighted ourselves with commenting on those greedy morons always going for the nth bar.  After that, we went on to keel more time.  And we're already shriveling down on our knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we waited.  Got lost trying to find Hard Rock Cafe (although I have been there tons of times.  Darn.), and ended browsing over the various celphone stores that flood the technology section of the mall.  Also fondled over the nice displays on a photograph exhibit - those photos are so damn good.  And then we ended up browsing things of our fancy at Olympic World.  Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 9pm, we settled at Hard Rock Cafe for the NU107 Live with Mojofly and Session Road.  Met ate Trish and ate Andy, and went to talk to Mojofly afterwards.  Haha Ali has a new hairdo!  Woohoo ai fashyown!  Got their album fresh from the printers, of course had it signed for the benefit of myself haha.  (Randolf seemed speechless the whole time)  Enjoyed the whole Mojofly set, even though the HRC crew are being a bit (quoting Sansan and the guys) "soo kaka".  Also got myself an honorary copy of the Super-sized Rock compilation cd from NU haha.  Oh gawd, we're so special that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Hard Rock at around 10pm after the Mojofly set for the MTV Movie Awards Party at V Bar (Ali was so making kulet na haha.  Text me later bro!), which is why we didn't get the chance to talk and watch Session Road.  And I was so interested in meeting them, hehe.  We rushed down to V Bar to meet up with the guys, and such a funky site the place is!  We were met by Capt. John Sparrow from Pirates of the Carib., Queen Amidala, Darth Maul, Padme Amidala, kuya Boogie, kuya Joel, my big brother, and of course, the MTV crew.  Haha.  Kuya Marc is so interested in getting the Darth Maul costume, yeah we'd better plan the "nab and strip" more hehe.  Love ya bro!  (even if we love to argue back at home nyahahaha)  At the background John Joe and Don is interviewing Capt. John Sparrow for Be Seen, of course the usual cracks you'd expect from 3 guys and a pirate suit were cracked ("Arrr!  Wee tiney little cocktails!  Arrr!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside we met with Tasha and her friend (shucks I forgot her name...).  Jade went to Hard Rock to meet Mojofly (and we should have met sooner, Jade!  Grrr.).  Kuya Marc and I ended up dancing funky (ai!), kuya Boogie looks absolutely funny.  Yeah bonding session haha!  Randolf and I then settled on the bar, trying to hide from all the cameras always going to our place to catch us on film and on print (hey, I'm being serious here).  Out of nowhere, Amidala then gave me popcorn.  Weird.  And we drank crazy.  What did we drink?  One word:  Scotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already near 11pm and the band still wasn't playing.  Kuya Jorel was actually running late this time hehe.  He has to come from another gig with Happymeals, and yes, he hasn't arrived.  KC, Don, Claire, and Colby hosted the party - of course complete with the horny wisecracks they seemed to be used to.  Kuya Marc and I talked about Zodiac signs - being a Cancer, he says I am sentimental.  At least its better than being an absolutely horny Scorpio haha.  Ouch.  And so we laughed our brains out.  Ate Reema apparently wasn't coming - kuya Marc and I fondled over her text messages (women.  Hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Jorel arrived.  And so Kjwan went on stage to perform.  And because this is a movie awards party, MTV made some kinks.  Kjwan is to play covers from movie soundtracks, a not-so-regular event, and play they so did.  Such a wonderful set the guys had, and they absolutely wowed the crowd.  They ended their set with "Daliri", which is in fact used in that Quizon movie, so it still made the roster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still on a high.  That Scotch did it real good.  And being next to the amplifiers didn't help at all.  Still, I enjoyed the night partying.  Kuya Marc, looking bright with that long-sleeved orange shirt, danced like crazy.  Randolf, with that blue-and-white polo shirt, partied like hell.  And I, with the most fashionable outfit of all the fashyowns, drank Scotch, and partied with the best guys I'd go partying with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day couldn't be any better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111730374889993760?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111730374889993760/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111730374889993760' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111730374889993760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111730374889993760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/blow-me-some-scotch-man-im-on-high.html' title='Blow me some Scotch, man.  I&apos;m on the high.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111726104666444674</id><published>2005-05-28T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:17:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then I dish out my new song...</title><content type='html'>I just finished another song.  It's kind of political in nature, so there.  Please leave a comment on how you see it, whether you like it or not.  Note:  A COMMENT.  not a message in my chatterbox.  Kapeesh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calling for a Revolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we insane?&lt;br /&gt;Deaf to the cries of those around us&lt;br /&gt;Blind to the sorrow that fills us within&lt;br /&gt;So chaotic, manic disease&lt;br /&gt;And still we live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seeking world domination&lt;br /&gt;Nations having war with each other&lt;br /&gt;Chaos there, riots everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Have we ever had enough?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let's make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Calling for a revolution&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for our resolution&lt;br /&gt;Stop the lies, make peaceful ties&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the world peaceful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People dying every now and then&lt;br /&gt;Children starving, homeless and hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Still we don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;Why then do we still live&lt;br /&gt;If we have no excuse for our stupidity?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111726104666444674?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111726104666444674/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111726104666444674' title='3 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111726104666444674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111726104666444674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-then-i-dish-out-my-new-song.html' title='And then I dish out my new song...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111718240752958108</id><published>2005-05-27T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T09:22:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thought of it makes me fudgey inside...</title><content type='html'>I lounge by the AS Steps on another lazy afternoon.  Sky's dark, a drizzle envelops the scene as if trying to cleanse the world.  And I sat there, with a lighted cigarette shtick on hand, waiting for a lightning to strike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last, weekend.  My first actual summer weekend.  It has never occurred to me that it is already summer, being with classes and all.  Now that classes have ended, and knowing that I only have practically a week to savor the rest of my summer before classes begin for 2005, I have decided to make this weekend a blast.  And so what do I have in store this weekend?  Tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 28.  A lot of gigs will be going on around Makati.  Kjwan will be playing at V Bar, Mojofly and Session Road is on stage at Hard Rock Cafe, and kuya Kelley, kuya Boogie and the rest of Dicta License will be playing at Capones this Saturday.  I plan to visit them all.  Randolf decided to tag along - after all, it's summer vacation.  And it has long been since UP Fair, so I agreed.  Bar-hopping at Makati?  Hmmm...  nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how we'll pull this out.  Definitely we'll go to Kjwan's gig at V Bar.  I don't know if we'd still be pushing through with Mojofly, because it will start at the same time.  So we'd probably be heading to Capones with kuya Kel directly after V Bar, I just don't know.  I mean, it's not as if we both know the way to Capones.  Well, whutever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, May 29.  Kjwan will be having the video shoot for their latest single "Twilight".  According to kuya Joel, our manager, the shoot will be somewhere in Pasong Tamo, which of course I will be confirming during their gig.  Of course, I plan to tag along.  Being it on a Sunday, I'd better plan this well - I really don't know how to pull this off with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last, weekend.  I have absolutely tons of things in store.  Still, I sit here by the AS Steps, waiting for a lightning to strike me.  Hell, I've been struck a million times already.  Let's take a break for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111718240752958108?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111718240752958108/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111718240752958108' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111718240752958108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111718240752958108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/thought-of-it-makes-me-fudgey-inside.html' title='The thought of it makes me fudgey inside...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111692494823117807</id><published>2005-05-24T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:48:12.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of math tests, donuts, choppers, MTV, pink, and redundancies</title><content type='html'>I am currently at war with my cousin and my siblings regarding the use of our home computer.  Having my cousin around is a total bummer, for even though he's already a grown 3rd year QCA student, he's still an absolute brat.  Can't get between them playing Ragnarok all day, which explains why my constant delay of updates. (aside from the fact that I myself am always being hit by the usual Writer's Block Syndrome.  Please read my former posts if you don't have any damn idea what it is all about)  And I wholeheartedly apologize to all of you, my dear reader, and to redeem my professionalism here, I shall be bringing to you the latest of all that's happening around me (that involves me, of course.  I'm no media reporter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I start here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long wait, summer classes have finally ended with our Finals yesterday.  Of course, not all of us were happy with the finals.  I finished my Math53 exam in less than the allotted time, which practically annoyed me because I still can't get out of my room because I am the first one to finish, and that also pissed me off.  This means I won't be able to throw all the tissue papers flooding my table with phlegm and snot.  Bummer.  And the pile just keeps on piling up as I continue to sneeze all my snot out - complete with the nasty phlegm noise that I hope will annoy my classmates to death.  And I waited.  11:25am - independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just too happy.  The guys weren't.  Ariane and Ry keeps giving me the finals glare as I continue to jump crazy as we leave the Math building to rest.  I have agreed to bring Ariane to Market Market after the exams for a nice trip while contemplating suicide, so I tagged Randolf along.  We met him at the FC-AS walkway thingie a few minutes after, and after that, everything got all funky.  I suspect the two are actually getting along well - the next thing I knew we were making "asar" (jokes) to each other the whole trip to Market Market.  And to think I just introduced the two just now.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All throughout the trip we were laughing our hearts out as we continued to reconstruct how Randolf and I met.  He identifies himself as the "Holy One", always praying the rosary and being all goody-goody before I tagged along.  And of course, he keeps on insisting that before we met, I was the schizophrenic sex maniac whom he successfully have converted after some time.  Haha.  As if.  So we laughed our brains out.  I don't think the other Fort bus passengers were too happy about having us along - we were just too happy, we didn't seem to be human.  And oh yeah, Randolf keeps on trying to snatch my Deviruchi cap that I got from Level-Up.  To no avail, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we arrived at Market Market.  Again, it still seems as if we've been on a drug high.  Even if our stomachs are churning from starvation (not to mention the pain we've been having from all that laughing), we can't be stopped from getting ourselves absolutely crazy.  And I say that Market Market's security is a bit light - they should have thrown us out of the building sooner.  We had ourselves mozarella and garlic pizza, spaghetti and wacky wings at Greenwich as we contemplated our futures (and yes, suicide.).  Randolf keeps telling Ariane off for not eating much - "nagda-diet" daw (going on a diet).  And our conversations varied from time to time ranging from diets, college, schedules, Med School, porno, literature, Ragnarok, gigs, hang-outs, and pink.  Yes, pink.  Ariane remembered something in that Kris Aquino movie where someone said "May bakla o...  naka-pink" (There's a gay guy there...  wearing pink) and she goes "Ano ka ba?  Ang redundant mo!"  (What are you saying?!  You're redundant!).  Obviously that cracked us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our wonderful Market Market escapade, (Randolf succeeded in getting my Deviruchi cap.  Darn.) we headed down to Mcdo somewhere in Bonifacio Global to stalk Ariane's textmate.  Ariane and Randolf stuffed themselves with McFlurry, I indulged myself with Lemonade, as we continued contemplating on pointless things.  Tons of Math facts taken from Ma'am Iris' class and other sources were discussed the whole time we sat our butts there, including or hopeful attempts to prove the Reimann's Hypothesis.  Randolf keeps on craving for lollipop, another delight he influenced me with.  Oh yeah, we also argued on who's celphone's better.  No one won of course, though Randolf insists that he did.  Ariane is reading "Like Water For Chocolate" ("Como Agua Para Chocolate"), which, of course, I am familiar of after watching the movie for Pan Pin 19.  We left Mcdo around 3:30pm, leaving the stalking project unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to MTV Studios from Mcdo.  Randolf and I entertained ourselves with stepping on the "Makahiya" plant (Touch-me-not) and tried hopelessly to leave Ariane on the road.  When we finally arrived at the studios, we were just too stoned that we just can't keep ourselves in one place.  We decided to go to Gonuts Donuts to eat, of course, donuts (I know, I know, we just can't keep our mouths shut), and to cool down from the heat.  The sugar seemed to have fueled us up instantly, because the next thing we knew we were dancing the Chupeta in front of the MTV Studios.  Haha!  Some crew actually saw us dance and laughed, which of course we annoyingly enjoyed.  It already looked as if we're to audition for the VJ Hunt 2006.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were about to leave the studio when we met the last person that I would expect to meet at the studios on a regular day...  KUYA JOEL!!!  hahaha!  Okay, so we expected to see kuya Marc at the studios, but seeing kuya Joel there is just too good to be true. (my big bro's just too MTV.  kuya Joel's well...  not.)  I introduced him to Ariane and Randolf, even the two seemed flabbergasted.  We left the studio around 4:30pm (now together with kuya Joel) and all throughout the trip I had a "business-related" conversation with our dear manager, which of course is related to Kjwan and the street team.  For confidentiality purposes, I shall not divulge any information about what we've discussed here.  For starters, I have decided not to go to the MTV Movie Awards Party on the 28th, instead I'll be bar-hopping from Kjwan's gig at V Bar Makati to NU's Live @ Hard Rock Cafe gig.  Of course Randolf will tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we ended our trip at around 5pm.  Ariane went back to UP Diliman to be able to study for her Chem16 removal exams.  Kuya Joel went to Glorietta to buy a doggie dish and dog food (hehe), and Randolf and I discussed our literary projects on the way home.  For all of you curious out there, Randolf's currently writing a novel, of which of course I am writing a song for, and I am currently composing songs, poems, and short stories, whichever you prefer.  And they say we're not busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I end here.  Call us weird or something, but hell.  No matter how weird the things we did during our trip, this would be a normal thing for us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nuclear.  Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/23_05_05_1513.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/23_05_05_1513.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "bangag" two.  randolf is "camera shy" daw.  don't ask me why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/23_05_05_1454.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/23_05_05_1454.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, the "bangag" duo as we stalk Ariane's textmate at Mcdo the Fort.  Okay, the stalk's unsuccessful, but hey.  Redundancy!!!  Haha!  Pink!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111692494823117807?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111692494823117807/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111692494823117807' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111692494823117807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111692494823117807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/of-math-tests-donuts-choppers-mtv-pink.html' title='Of math tests, donuts, choppers, MTV, pink, and redundancies'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111625751199171766</id><published>2005-05-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:48:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Figures of (W)Eight</title><content type='html'>I... am... salivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been weeks since I've started cutting of my food intake, starting by cutting off my caffeine intake by as much as 20% and by limiting by carbs.  Also, burning calories through enormous amounts of walking and doing other forms of exercise is a lot of help to my muscular health.  Eating proper diet, having proper exercise, and drinking beneficial vitamins and minerals regularly help me fulfill my fitness resolution.  *enter Nestle Fitness jingle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies for talking technical.  Okay, okay, I admit it!  I'm going absolutely insane down here!  Fitness resolution my ass!  This is conscious suicide!  Who am I to deny the forces of nature that call me to enjoy the wonders of life with food?  Aargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's say that a serving of beef and rice has about a thousand calories.  And that delicious dark softdrink, no matter how "light" that is, contains tons of calories enough to last you a day in the Antarctic.  And don't let me get started on that delicious, scrumptuous, sweet piece of blueberry cheesecake that they sell for a very reasonable price at the CS canteen.  Oh god, I am killing myself here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no intention of giving up my fitness resolution.  I mean for crying out loud, not just because I'm ranting down here it already means that I'm giving up.  I will live a healthy lifestyle!  Bwahahahahaha!  I will survive!  Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll take it a bit lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now there's a cheesecake waiting for me on the dining table.  Excuse me while I indulge myself with ecstacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111625751199171766?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111625751199171766/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111625751199171766' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111625751199171766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111625751199171766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/figures-of-weight.html' title='Figures of (W)Eight'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111611400292488342</id><published>2005-05-21T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T18:02:42.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kjwan's Gig Sched for June</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  Just would like to give you an early update on Kjwan's gig sched this coming June!  (Revised edition.  hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY 21&lt;/strong&gt;: Plaridel, Bulacan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY 28&lt;/strong&gt;: V Bar, Makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 4&lt;/strong&gt;: Euro Intl Schl, Bicutan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 4&lt;/strong&gt;: Alabang Town Center Carpark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 5&lt;/strong&gt;: Megamall Megatrade Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 8&lt;/strong&gt;: Club Halo, Makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 9&lt;/strong&gt;: Ateneo College Cov Cts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 10&lt;/strong&gt;: Le Pavilion, Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 10&lt;/strong&gt;: Party Central, QC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 18&lt;/strong&gt;: El Pueblo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 22&lt;/strong&gt;: Absinthe Bar, Greenbelt 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 25&lt;/strong&gt;: Valenzuela Astrodome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 26&lt;/strong&gt;: World Trade Center, Pasay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info regarding this schedule (like gig time), please visit the official Kjwan Mailing List.  And please don't bother me with constant queries regarding gig times.  I don't have the official timetable, and I am not the band's manager to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope to see you guys at the gigs!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111611400292488342?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111611400292488342/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111611400292488342' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111611400292488342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111611400292488342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/kjwans-gig-sched-for-june.html' title='Kjwan&apos;s Gig Sched for June'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111607854507380923</id><published>2005-05-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:28:06.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Roller Coaster Ride</title><content type='html'>Summer's about to end and everything seems to be happening so fast that I am even having a hard time writing it all.  And I thought that with all that's been happening lately, writing would be too easy.  Humph.  And it's really annoying how everytime I get to sit my behind in front of the computer with juicy stuffs swimming inside my head, my brain suddenly begins to shut down.  Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kjwan Street Team and I went to Pioneer Center at Shaw Boulevard yesterday to watch RT's Ripe Tomatoes gig, obviously to support Kjwan during their set.  We really had a blast seeing the guys perform again in front of such a huge crowd after such a very long time, and it is really touching to see how the crowd enjoyed Kjwan's performance!  Okay, so it was a bit freaky seeing tables getting ripped apart, or beer (or piss, whichever you prefer) and other stuff getting thrown everywhere, and those (expletive deleted) "rockers" as they like to call them that hurt other people just for kix, but hey!  That's rock, what do you expect?  Hehe.  This gig also became a reunion for us pioneer batch of the Kjwan Street Team, after such a long time of having no stints or GAs.  Tasha, Carol, Dugay, Stef, Rach, Venus, Moja - missed y'all!  Grabe, thanks for the wonderful experience!  Haha!  KjwanStreet rules!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my guitar recital today at the UP College of Music.  It went well.  Yes, that's all that I can say about it.  Pathetic, eh?  My apologies.  Going to the senti side of it all, I did enjoy my guitars class.  Though a bit strenous, it has truly inspired me to continue my study on the guitars, just like a profession.  Yey!  New addition to my course in UP!  BS Chemistry Major in Biotechnology Minor in GUITARS!!!  whahahahahahaha!  My parents actually encouraged me on continuing my study.  Whaddya say on that?  HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be busy again this coming weeks.  Final Exams is closing in, and I have to be getting serious on my studies.  Also, I'll be going to the MTV Movie Awards on the 28th and to the Awit Awards on the 26th (unless I can get someone to go in my place there...  hehe), I'll be covering this things for my portfolio.  In preparation for my Creative Writing class this coming semester, I'll be preparing tons of write-ups, poems, stories, and what-nots for the remainder of summer.  Talk about career!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I still have a lot of things that I want to do during my youth.  Ever thought of the many things that you weren't able to do in your childhood that you just want to fulfil at present?  Well, I have decided that I will fulfil my childhood fantasies starting now.  Want to know what these are?  Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.  Learn the guitars. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I am currently doing.  I'll make it a part of my course study.  Bwahahahahaha.  Being so happy with my guitars class, I've decided to continue with my study and go pro.  Hehe good luck to me.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.5  Learn the drums. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the Kjwan video shoot for their ragnarok single "A Different Kind", I have come to the conclusion that I really have to learn to play the drums.  Why the heck my big bro Marc and kuya Boogie know how to play that darn instrument while I can't?  It's so unfair!  I have to learn the drums big time!  Haha!  I'm gonna be a heaping music genius like my anikis!  Ayt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.  Learn to play Ultimate Frisbee. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by an Ultimate Frisbee sign that I saw as we passed by The Fort this afternoon, I've decided to learn how to play the game with the wonderful tutoring of ate Reema.  Yes, m'dears!  I'm gonna learn the game, big time!  I'll ask ate Reema if she can teach me during free time.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.  Join/Form a rock band. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry, Janette, the whole SD barkada and myself are actually planning to form our own band.  But that's still on the works, hope that it will actually push through.  Either that, or I become an apprentice of my big bro Marc or something.  Whutever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.  Become an NU jock. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fantasy Ian and I have...  We plan on joining the Magna Cum Laude-st Student Rock Jock program a few months from now.  Hahaha.  We've already gotten the feel of being with NU.  This is going to be a sinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.  Work for MTV. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Reema said she'll help me with this...  Even just as production assistant or something, I can manage.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.  Study in Japan. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the fact that I have the calling to be in Japan (I promise you, after I graduate college I'll be working in Japan.), I have this obsession of studying in Japan.  Haha!  My friends and I are gonna be submitting our applications for scholarships in Japan this coming semester.  Hopefully we get this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.  Become athletic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I am a bit out of shape.  Starting this summer I'll be a complete health buff, cutting my diet to only one food fest a week.  Full meal breakfast, juice and water only, no softdrinks, and very minimal or no dinner at all.  In addition, I'll be putting myself into a lot of sporty activities like baseball or Ultimate frisbee, whichever seems preferable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.  Become a racecar driver. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be able to do mountain passes until I get my own car.  So what?!  I'll be dominating the kart races.  I have spotted The Fort as having a nice place to practice kart racing, then go to Subic and other places to try new stuff.  I'll rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takahashi Ryosuke, I will be better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.  Become a writer for a magazine or a school publication. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV Ink will not be too far.  Hehe.  I'll try to get myself into the Collegian someday, or if I can snag it, yes...  MTV Ink, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.  Become famous.  Be MTV famous.  (haha!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every teen's dream.  No explanation needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111607854507380923?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111607854507380923/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111607854507380923' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111607854507380923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111607854507380923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/freaky-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Freaky Roller Coaster Ride'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111573951711360830</id><published>2005-05-10T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:14:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies...  pictures from the video shoot</title><content type='html'>crew setting up the set (whut?!  haha!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/10_05_05_1929.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/10_05_05_1929.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhali and her sis hanging around (no, not from a tree, ma'am iris.  hehe)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/10_05_05_1854.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/10_05_05_1854.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya marc on the drums?!  have I gone into a parallel universe of sorts?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/10_05_05_2030.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/10_05_05_2030.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clear shot of the ragna girls (no, not the cleavage, just the girls.  hehe)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/10_05_05_2149.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/10_05_05_2149.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ragna peeps.  the one in the left is supposed to be wielding a katar.  damn!  ^__^&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/10_05_05_2150.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/10_05_05_2150.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys jamming around&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/640/10_05_05_21051.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/4438/320/10_05_05_21051.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111573951711360830?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111573951711360830/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111573951711360830' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111573951711360830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111573951711360830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-apologies-pictures-from-video-shoot.html' title='My apologies...  pictures from the video shoot'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111483178454779897</id><published>2005-05-10T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:18:17.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting with the Writer's Block Syndrome</title><content type='html'>why is it that we tend to get a lot of stuff happening in our lives that we can write about but when you go sit on your bee-hind in front of the computer to write about it, your mind gets absolutely blank?  argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's absolutely annoying how I get to have a lot of juicy things happening to me all day but I can't seem to get it on print once I get home.  like for example, a LOT of things has happened to me these past few weeks, and I myself should wonder why the heck are there not even one update on this blog of mine.  I mean HELLO?!  with all the things that's been going on, I should have already written my own version of the bible.  and knowing how long my write-ups used to be (a point pointed out to me by my stupid brother; I should sue), I could have written a chapter in the bible with only one write-up.  so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home from the video shoot for Kjwan's Ragnarok single "A Different Kind".  apparently they still haven't started even by the time we left the place.  haha!  Zhali, her sister, and I arrived at the venue at Alabang at around 6:30 or something, only to find out that the band still hasn't arrived.  and we thought they'll be there by 5pm.  hehe.  we were getting so "high" out there by the time the guys arrived.  haha!  we looked so PATHETIC!!!  haha!  why is it that when you are already able to meet the people whom you've longed to meet again and want to make "kwento" with, that's the time you feel absolutely pathetic and not be able to do the cool stuffs that you've planned for them?  Diba?  I mean, let's say you go to a gig of the band whom you actually know personally wanting to have fun with them, but by the time you meet them everything goes wham!  and you won't be able to do the things you want to do because you're all "huh?".  it's like you're in different worlds, and even if you want to blend both worlds, you just can't.  so pathetic your life would be.  word of the day, people:  pathetic.  say it with me!  PA-THE-TIC!!!  PATHETIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, there's just absolutely too many things to write about.  like the fact that I have tickets to the 18th Awit Awards on May 26 at the AFP Theater, or that I have invites to the MTV Movie Awards Party happening on May 28 at V Club, Glorietta, or the fact that I will be having my guitar recital this Saturday and everyone's invited (NOT!).  but considering the fact that I have no idea on how to start with my write-up on those things, I leave no information to you regarding these matters.  if you want info, get lost.  or let's wait for the next millenium to past.  maybe by then I won't be experiencing any more writer's block syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is so much like a blog.  Why?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Ever wondered why blogs are called blog?  Isn't "blog" supposed to be that sound you make when you fall off your bed while sleeping and you go "Wheeeeeee...  BLOG!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the floor hits you in the head killing you with internal bleeding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111483178454779897?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111483178454779897/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111483178454779897' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111483178454779897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111483178454779897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/05/hitting-with-writers-block-syndrome.html' title='Hitting with the Writer&apos;s Block Syndrome'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111473322833717486</id><published>2005-04-26T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:46:38.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to Mexico!!!  (Aaaaiiiieeeee!!!!)</title><content type='html'>at last after a very (VERY) long time, I was able to live a whole day without Coke.  yes, i have become an absolute health-freak.  had a very strenous exercise (physically, mentally, and psychologically) with my Weight Training class, and only had myself a light lunch.  not a normal thing for me to do, right?  hehe!  I have done the impossible!  woohoo!  I'm a freakin' health buff!  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something unusual happened to me during our little break in the middle of Math class, not as if there's nothing unusual that happens to me all the day of my apathetic life.  something bothered me that actually caused me to go psycho, and of all the possible things that can possibly cause that, it just has to be the nachos.  yes, people!  nachos!  as in cheesy, crunchy, chili con carne nacho.  actually made my mouth dribble and my senses go wacko first time I got to see the nachos (I'm just dead hungry.  information overload at math class - I need to recharge, badly.), but as I get to buying it, everything gets uhh..., interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;: aba, ate...  mukhang masarap nachos natin ah!  padagdag ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;: sige, pero mga crumbs na lang ha...  (whut?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;:  uhh...  okay.  (I'm actually thinking of adding the cheese, the chili con carne, the beef, but then you give me the crumbs.  COOL!)  ate, padagdag na din ng lahat ha!  sayang naman eh.  (just dump everything.  I'll manage.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;:  *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;:  grabe, ate, tagal ko nang hindi nakakakain ng nachos mo ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;:  oo nga eh...  ngayon lang uli kita nakita dito eh...  tapos na class mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;:  nope.  me class pa ako.  hindi pa ako nagla-lunch eh...  ai ate, padagdag ng chili con carne ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;:  sige.&lt;br /&gt;*a few minutes of thinking mindlessly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;:  ate, diba chili con carne eto?  so dapat me chili eto, right?  *smiley face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;:  hmmm...  hindi naman siya masyadong maanghang eh...  (and I thought chili con carne's supposed to be hot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;:  so kung hindi siya maanghang, bakit siya tinawag na chili con carne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;:  *giggles*  *continues to put tons of cheese sauce on my nachos.  sweet!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent&lt;/strong&gt;:  ate, hindi ka naman masaya ngayon, noh?  (hello?!  you're flooding my nachos with cheese!  don't let me stop you!  add more chili con carne!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tindera&lt;/strong&gt;:  lagi naman ako masaya eh!  ok naman benta eh...  (uhh...  yeah.  sure.  as if I care, but hey!  as long as you give me extra, I'd bite.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, I got myself nachos with tons of cheese and chili con carne (though I doubt this is chili con carne, since it's not chili-spicy).  nice way to rejuvenate my batteries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111473322833717486?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111473322833717486/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111473322833717486' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111473322833717486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111473322833717486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/kudos-to-mexico-aaaaiiiieeeee.html' title='Kudos to Mexico!!!  (Aaaaiiiieeeee!!!!)'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111426495528330700</id><published>2005-04-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T08:04:49.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Life of a Manic Suicidal</title><content type='html'>My apologies to all my readers for the delay of my posts.  I've been in the slumps lately, probably because of watching too much "Boys Be..." (if you're deprived of any lovelife like I am, this is something you should never watch unless if you're really sentimental - and I do mean senti-MENTAL).  but that's not the point.  this is one heck of a week, and I'm really lucky to have survived this hell I've been into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all those who doesn't know (I suspect that all you guys actually DON'T know), my summer classes have already started last monday, April 18.  this is aside from my guitars class which started last April 11, and gawd, I've experienced heaven and hell since summer classes started.  I say to you now, dear readers, if you're really contemplating on committing suicide to end that worthless life of yours (not as if I'm insisting that your lives are worthless...  no, wait, IT IS!), I'm not restraining you.  go ahead...  live my life for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before classes have started, I have already planned out my summer life - I'll be having my first class at around 11:30am, meaning that I'll be having more time to brighten my relationship with my bed.  PE classes run for 1hr 15mins at most (or at least, depending on how much sadistic your professor can be), meaning that my first class will end at around 12:45pm.  good enough, i think, considering the fact that I would still be having 45 minutes for rearranging my spine once again and commuting to Math building for my Math 53 class on 1:30pm.  math class goes on and on for a stinkin' 3hrs and 15mins, meaning that I'll probably be finished at around 4:45pm.  that doesn't stop there, mind you.  let me remind you that I still have guitars class at 5pm, so there.  suicide material at its best, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some cosmic what-not is what I blame to have been responsible for everything that has come up in my schedule.  for one, I absolutely adore my Weights Training class!  absolutely, if it weren't for the fact that my professor is one gosh darn sadist.  but all Phys Ed professors are sadists, you point out, stating that their brains are supposed to have gone down with their excretes in replacement for their toned bods.  I suppose, but then again, if that's so true, then I wouldn't be on the "kwela" side with our Social Dance professor.  this Weight Training prof is another thing, let's call him Weight Training prof for here on (or "he", whichever you prefer).  he insists that we perform 20 pull-ups during the practical exams, and at the end of the sem, we are supposed to perform 3 sets of abdominal crunches, of which repetitions total 1000.  or more, he says.  ouch.  oh yeah, please don't get me started on our take-home exams, lest you'd rather commit suicide yourselves for my sake (which I should be thanking you for, considering the fact that you'd be contributing to the improvement of the currently degrading economy of ours).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math is supposedly worse than PE, that is IF your prof is not a total meathead.  i beg to differ, though - I love my math class!  my prof is an absolute loon, much to my utmost enjoyment.  yes, we share the same mindwave - she's absolutely "bangag" to the max that a mere class would never be a class without even a minute of absolute laughter.  though it is rumored that she is one who gives crazy questions during exams, but hell do I care?  as long as I laugh, that's fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitars is goin' dandy.  lots of thanks to my good friend Via for letting me borrow her guitar (oh I owe you Via BIG TIME!  promise first freebie that I can give out I'll give it to you.  hehe).  lesson's a bit hell, but hey!  it's well worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111426495528330700?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111426495528330700/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111426495528330700' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111426495528330700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111426495528330700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/living-life-of-manic-suicidal.html' title='Living the Life of a Manic Suicidal'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111382187436367481</id><published>2005-04-18T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:12:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitary Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;All sound has died out…The cold dark night, gradually fills the room. Unable to sleep, holding on to the covers… Suddenly, that's when it strikes. As if my chest was being squeezed. Feeling like I want to cry... A painful, uneasy feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. From the depths of my soul... A thing called loneliness is coming.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painful...  The sorrow of the heart that pierces within me.  Longing for that embrace...  That soft, sweet, gentle voice, enveloping my senses with eternal calm...  Yearning for the caress of soft, red lips, making my heart beat like hell...  Searching...  Dreaming...  Wanting...  Wishing for something that only fate can provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling...  The unexplained feeling of emptiness within me...  Seething through my heart like a virus so intense...  So painful you feel like screaming your lungs out, shouting for freedom from that lonely abyss...  Wanting to cry 'til your heart bursts...  Wishing for something...  or someone...  that would bring you to a world of eternal joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty.  Meaningless.  Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday of our lives, we see a sea of people moving, walking, going to places around us.  Ironic, isn't it, how many people come by our paths in everyday life, yet we only see faceless objects walking right beside us, moving to the beat of time so slow as if mocking you for being alive.  Ironic, isn't it, that no matter how many people we meet everyday of our lives, we still feel the pain and sorrow of loneliness so severe that you'd rather wish that everything may end...  If this is how everyone feel in everyday of their lives, how is it that they are able to hide it from everyone else?  How is it that people are still able to smile, when beneath that smiling face is a face that weeps tears of no end, a face full of despair... of hopelessness...  of &lt;strong&gt;loneliness&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When spears stab me, I live.  When guns shoot me, I live.  But when loneliness envelops the heart, even if I live, I shall live a life far worse than death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111382187436367481?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111382187436367481/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111382187436367481' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111382187436367481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111382187436367481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/solitary-cross.html' title='Solitary Cross'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111370551087918458</id><published>2005-04-17T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:02:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a passing thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1044037794_cturesGrey.JPG" border="0" alt="Info Grey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Heart is Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color is Your Heart? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool...  bwehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/torinaura/1092194039_uresgeorge.jpg" border="0" alt="paradise kiss boy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the bad boy / girl of your school.  You&lt;br&gt;have little faith in yourself and usually find&lt;br&gt;escape in some sort of addicting substance or&lt;br&gt;yourself.  You would rather torture others&lt;br&gt;above anything else.   You regularly skip&lt;br&gt;school and when you go, always tend to ditch a&lt;br&gt;certain class.  Some classmates can fear you&lt;br&gt;while others pity you...and your family.  (No&lt;br&gt;offense)  Your cruel behavior and abject&lt;br&gt;personality tends to single you out from the&lt;br&gt;crowd...and you prefer life this way at times.&lt;br&gt;However, loneliness can rear its ugly head and&lt;br&gt;force you seek a way to silence it.  But be&lt;br&gt;warned, your path is dangerous... but only a&lt;br&gt;strong person can walk this road. &lt;P&gt;  Some&lt;br&gt;ideal occupations for you can be a Police&lt;br&gt;officer, Celebrity (who doesn't love the&lt;br&gt;badasses?), Wrestler, Polotician, or some sort&lt;br&gt;of leader.  Either way, your destined to be&lt;br&gt;known by many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/torinaura/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20teenager%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of teenager are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes...  I'm born to the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112528958_B_assassin.JPG" border="0" alt="Assassin"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are an&lt;br&gt;assassin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;That means you are a proffessional and do your&lt;br&gt;job without mixing any emotions in it. In your&lt;br&gt;life you have probably been hurt many times and&lt;br&gt;have gotten some mental scars. This results in&lt;br&gt;you being distant from people. Though many&lt;br&gt;think that you are evil, you are not. What you&lt;br&gt;really are is a person, trying to forget your&lt;br&gt;pain and past. You are the person who never&lt;br&gt;seems to care and that is why being an assassin&lt;br&gt;fits you good. Atleast, that's what people&lt;br&gt;think. Even if you don't care that much for&lt;br&gt;your victims, you still have the ability to&lt;br&gt;care and to generally feel. It is not lost,&lt;br&gt;just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to&lt;br&gt;not get to noticed, and dress in black or other&lt;br&gt;discrete colours. You don't being in the&lt;br&gt;spotlight and wish people would just leave you&lt;br&gt;alone. But once you do get close to someone you&lt;br&gt;have a hard time letting go and get real down&lt;br&gt;if you loose him/her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main weapon:&lt;/b&gt; Sniper&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "The walls we build around&lt;br&gt;us to keep out the sadness also keep out the&lt;br&gt;joy" -Jim Rohn&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facial expression:&lt;/b&gt; Narrowed eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You%3F%20%5Bcool%20pictures%5D/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd...  puhleease.  enough Ragnarok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1070990627_DNiceSamuraiMakato.JPG" border="0" alt="fbbfb"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Complete sincerity: You believe in being&lt;br&gt;straightforward with others, and you expect the&lt;br&gt;same from them. People would consider you a&lt;br&gt;good listener, and one who is calm and mostly&lt;br&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/Which%20Characteristic%20From%20the%20Samurai%20Code%20Matches%20You%20Best%3F%20(You%20may%20find%20out%20your%20best%20trait)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Shirasagi/1058809056_matospirit.jpg" border="0" alt="Yamato spirit"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yamato Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Yamato Spirit. You are the most elder and&lt;br&gt;the most natural samurai. Elder rules and only&lt;br&gt;your own&lt;br /&gt;experience is your beacon in this dangerous world.&lt;br&gt;You think globally. Local deals are not&lt;br&gt;important for you.&lt;br /&gt;You work very hard to gather experience. You can&lt;br&gt;command people. You can tell them the truth.&lt;br&gt;You can call them&lt;br /&gt;and they will obey and follow you in any battle.&lt;br&gt;Actually you are more than samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Shirasagi/quizzes/%3A%3AWhat%20kind%20of%20Samurai%20you%20are%3F%3A%3A/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;::What kind of Samurai you are?::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd actually prefer to be a shinobi, but hey!  I'm a wandering samurai.  I'm Oni Me no Kyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111370551087918458?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111370551087918458/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111370551087918458' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111370551087918458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111370551087918458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-passing-thought.html' title='Just a passing thought...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111366100444279213</id><published>2005-04-15T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:05:59.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On to the battlefield...</title><content type='html'>I am recharged.  I have seen the gore that overpowers the war I am about to go to.  Now I am prepared.  Bless me and my sacred katana, Kaze no Kami-sama.  I shall win for thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much for my fantasy intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have read my past blog, you would know of the excruciating pain that I endured during the first day of our registration for summer in UP.  okay, okay, I'm a bit exaggerating.  the stress yesterday was just sooo vile, I can't even stand remembering it. (ironic, really, considering the fact that I have written the whole experience here for me to remember for the rest of my miserable life)  so today I shall write to you the continuation of my quest for supremacy. (translation: summer enrollment.  labo noh?  ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make ammends for my, uhmmm...  "punctuality" yesterday, I promised the guys to be at CS as early as 8am.  which I did follow, actually, leaving the house as early as the crack of dawn just to arrive there on time.  I arrived there a few minutes late, around 8:15, hoping to find a frustrated Ryan and Janette, but to no avail.  apparently nauna pa ako sa kanila!  bwahahahaha!  a few minutes later, Janette arrived, obviously surprised of my uhmm... undefied presence. (or absence...  you be the judge.)  so anyway, we hung around the canteen for a while to wait for Ry before heading to our enlisting duties.  I am supposed to have pre-advising first (mind you, I brought ALL my classcards with me na), Janette is going to enlist a Statistics class, and Ry will have his tuition assessed.  so as Ry arrived, we separated for a while and headed to our own assignments.  I shall not elaborate more on what happened during my pre-enlisting - just enjoyed my chit-chat with my adviser.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after finishing my pre-advising, I headed to the gym supposedly to enlist my PE.  but seeing the looong line that has formed for the enlistment, I decided to continue with my original plan to pre-rog on the first day.  with that worked out, I decided to get my classcards in PE.  first, Rifle Marksmanship.  got a 1.0 in that class!  fudge!  haha!  also got my certificate for that, certifying that I have finished the course and passed the actual proficiency test for... guess what...  revolver, pistol, and shotgun!  woohoo!  now I'm really licensed to kill.  hehe.  second on my list:  Social Dance.  got mine, Ry's, and Janette's from the Records Section.  of course, Janette got a 1.0 (why, I shall never reveal), Ry got a 1.5, and I got myself a 1.25.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nothing left to do until 1:30pm (my schedule for Math enlistment is 1:30), I decided to accompany Janette with her enlistment.  apparently she wasn't able to get her Statistics class, so she decided on taking another GE subject instead.  got herself a class on Fil 40, which apparently I have no idea on what it is all about.  after enlisting, we went to Econ to get her Form 5.  kwento, then headed to CS to meet Ry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at CS, and apparently, everyone's getting hyped.  Janette and Ry are ready to have their tuition paid, unlike me, who still has to enlist on my one and only subject.  maygad!  I'm sooo fucked up.  so anyway, I headed directly to Math after lunch, and waited practically forever for the enlistment to begin.  and maygad!  was it chaotic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few minutes into the enlistment, we got announcement that Math 53 has no more slots available and we are only advised to wait for those who will cancel their slots!  as if there will be someone who will still cancel their slots, right?  maygad, and there are still too many who will take up that class, myself included.  though starting to feel tad hopeless, and with only a few hours left 'til the closing of offices, I decided to continue waiting, hoping for an absolute miracle to happen.  and it did!  apparently they decided to open a new section for Math 53 scheduled 1:30-4:45, and having no choice, we all decided to take that class!  mission accomplished, I suppose.  just hope that our professor won't be uhmmm...  well, you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with only a few moments to spare (about two hours, actually), I decided to rush things off starting with assessment, then getting library clearance, and withdrawing from my bank account.  good thing there are not much people left in the assessment and the library clearance tables, that I was able to finish those two in just a snap.  payment is practically the strenous part, since I have to walk from Vinzon's to Palma Hall after withdrawing just to pay for my tuition.  the line there wasn't much of a problem - it was just too fast.  haha!  finished paying in moment's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victorious!  Yes, I have succeeded.  after taking a fall yesterday, bruised and exhausted from the disadvantageous battle that I had faced, I arose today with victorious hands, satisfied with the outcome of today's endeavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if you'll excuse me, I have to savor my victory in the comfort of my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111366100444279213?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111366100444279213/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111366100444279213' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111366100444279213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111366100444279213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-to-battlefield.html' title='On to the battlefield...'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111366083255007981</id><published>2005-04-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T09:40:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The agony of defeat</title><content type='html'>Sooo tired...  must...  take...  rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'd rather be the Jessica Zafra apprentice that I am and screw my life by writing pointless blogs of my miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of our registration for summer classes.  obviously to get things done early, Ry, Janette and I were supposed to meet at the CS canteen at 8am.  of course, being the early bird that I am, I arrived there sometime around 10, enough for me to see for myself the chaos brewing at the registration tables.  and maygad, are those lines looong!!!  I had to bear the long line to get my Form 5A - oh gawd, am I sooo sorry for deleting all my classes in CRS.  damn!  and it really isn't easy doing reg stuffs with a guitar on hand...  shucks.  anyway, after getting my god-forsaken Form 5A and Form 5, I went to Math building to check out when I can enlist my Math 53.  apparently Tri-cal students (College of Science, Arts &amp; Letters, and Social Science and Philosophy) with surnames starting with A-F are scheduled 1:30-2:30 in the afternoon, so I have the whole morning with practically nothing to do.  I decided to Roam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop:  Biology 11 classcard.  went with Ry to Pav 4, where we got our biology classcards.  Ry got 2.5 (you lucky devil, you!), and surprisingly, I got for myself a 2.75!  okay okay, it's not a 1.0, but hey!  it's a truly surprising feat!  and I actually thought that I'd at most be getting a 3.0, but then again, I got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop:  PE classes.  went to Vanguard to get us some PE classes, but apparently, there are already no slots are available for PE.  hmph.  one word: pre-rog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had our lunch at Ihaw-One, which is at Philcoa beside Jollibee.  grabe, it's one cool place!  ai!  the food are cheap - busog ka na with meals with prices ranging from 60pesos to a hundred buckeroos...  free refill pa ng rice!  ai!  and the best part is the iced tea!  pucha, one fishbowl full of iced tea pare!  imagine you finishing that yourself!  shiyet!  by the time we finished our meal, we actually can't move ourselves being so busog and all that...  and mind you, I still haven't have a second serving of rice, in fact, I wasn't even able to finish up my meal!  shucks!  I'd better bring the Street Team there sometime.  bwahahahaha!  food-trip major 'to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minute we got ourselves to move our butts after that wondrous meal, we went back to Math building to enlist myself in Math 53.  maygad.  when I got myself inside, they denied me enlistment because I still have to go to pre-advising!  so I went to IC to have advising, but I was denied enlistment because katangahan ba naman, I forgot my classcards at home!  and most importantly, my Math 17 classcard!  argh!  so now, I have to come back again tomorrow just to have one measly class in my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't end there.  during my guitars class, we had trouble with the guitar that I brought because apparently, the one that I brought was a folk guitar and ours was supposed to be the classical one!  for those who doesn't know, the difference between the classical guitar and the folk guitar is mainly the strings.  classical guitars have nylon strings, while the folk guitar has metal strings, obviously making it more painful to play (ouch!).  in addition, the neck of the classical guitar is wider than the folk guitar, and the body and the head of both guitars is somewhat different from one another (obviously).  conclusion:  buy a new classical guitar.  ended up having non-practical lessons the whole time, spent it reading notes and beats and stuff like that.  major bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks.  all that work for nothing.  I went all around the campus trying to get classes for summer, and what do I get?  a headache and tomorrow to repeat everything again.  I just hope that tomorrow would be more fruitful than this.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have to kill myself now.  *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111366083255007981?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111366083255007981/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111366083255007981' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111366083255007981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111366083255007981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/agony-of-defeat.html' title='The agony of defeat'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111357385077820891</id><published>2005-04-13T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:04:10.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redbox galore, baby!  ^__^</title><content type='html'>7am.  woke up with my parents rushing off to work...  obviously they're not interested in letting me hitch a ride to Greenbelt. (though my mom works somewhere near Greenbelt, in a building beside Pacific Star building, home of Level-Up Philippines)  ate breakfast, took a shower, watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am.  logged in on the internet.  checked updates from the Kjwan_online yahoogroups and the Hoons_joint yahoogroups, and updated my blog.  had a little chat with Zhali-loe, and made plans for later's gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am.  made final instructions to my brother and my younger sister (yes, I'm their boss).  fixed things at the house and left home for Ayala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30am.  riding a bus en route to Baclaran - currently at Zapote.  "Chiksilog" by Kamikazee is being played at NU107.  reminded me of last night's gig at Eastwood, and the tons of test tube potion thingies that I drank (which apparently made no effect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30am.  arrived at Ayala MRT Station, where I am supposed to meet Cha around 11:30 at Mcdo.  obviously bored.  roamed around trying to find something interesting to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30am.  still no Cha.  getting absolutely bored.  ate KFC Value Meal #5 upsized Pepsi and with extra rice.  took advantage of the bottomless gravy.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30pm.  met Cha at Wow One-stop Shop.  rushed off to Starbucks where we were supposed to meet Zhali and the others.  argued with Cha about summer jobs, guitars, and MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm.  arrived at Starbucks, still no sign of Zhali and the others.  hang around, took application forms for summer jobs at Starbucks, made kwento and argued about anything and everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30pm.  still no sign of Zhali.  getting absolutely bored.  got shocked when we saw kuya Jhoon, kuya Kelley, and kuya Joel arrive.  greeted them like usual(though they greeted us first), and allowed them to eat lunch first.  saw a large group of teens &lt;br /&gt;from the other table looking at us, stunned and starstruck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:45pm.  made some calls, then roamed around Greenbelt 3, panicstricken.  still no sign of the Hoons_Joint peeps, and we are getting impatient considering the fact that the guest is already here.  spotted Redbox on the third floor, calmed ourselves by going up and down the escalators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00pm.  met Zhali and the Hoons_Joint peeps at Redbox.  made final plans and panicked about today's turnouts.  made arrangements with Rebox for the Happy Hour rates. (earliest check-in is 2:30pm for the Happy Hour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm.  checked in at Redbox.  got Room 21.  got the hang of the place, even the Customer Service phone, the karaoke, and the lights.  calmed ourselves for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:15pm.  kuya Jhoon and the guys arrived.  few awkward silences, Hoons_joint peeps got tongue-tied for some reason I don't know.  livened up the group with the karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30pm.  everything's starting to liven up.  everyone's making kwento and stuff, and yes, everyone's laughing.  got Jhoon to sing a Mandarin song for the group, also got kuya Kel to sing.  gawd, do they have cool voices.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30pm.  adjourned the party, picture-taking galore.  everyone's so high-spirited, it was a shame to put it all to an end...  paid Redbox for our stay - a whopping Php2,096!  used Gentxt, by the way.  and mind you, I didn't pay it all myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30pm.  left the guys at Glorietta, went to Petron Building to meet my mom at her office - on nose-bleed 35th floor!  walked all the way to her office, never gotten to get the hang of the jeepney routes around Makati yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30pm.  ate dinner at Mcdo.  made asar to my mom and made plans for summer job.  negotiated with her about my summer affairs (acads, work, guitars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30pm.  rode a bus en route home.  listened to NU all the way, forgot where I placed my bus ticket during ticket check.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30pm.  watched tv, packed bag good for tomorrow's registration at UP for summer classes.  logged in the internet, checked updates from the yahoogroups, Friendster, Myspace, and Yahoo Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30pm.  getting sleepy.  still updating blog.  and yes, still pondering on how I would get a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10pm.  contemplated on sleep-induced suicide.  browsed the news, checking for various homicide cases, hoping that the victims would be handing me their guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11pm.  started 6-hour comatose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111357385077820891?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111357385077820891/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111357385077820891' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111357385077820891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111357385077820891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/redbox-galore-baby.html' title='Redbox galore, baby!  ^__^'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111332780419035218</id><published>2005-04-13T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T21:25:27.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of gigs, bars, online gaming, and test tubes.</title><content type='html'>shucks I still can't shake off the intensity of the event!  haven't had this much fun for a while na...  there's really something special with bar gigs compared to regular concerts and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was the press launch of the new Ragnarok Online soundtrack, and since Kjwan is performing there, obviously we just had to come.  so we hooked up with kuya joel to help us with entrance, which he did, actually.  by the way, the event was supposed to be at Embassy, the Fort, but then a sudden change of venue was made and it was moved to Blue Onion at Eastwood City, Libis.  hmmm...  Eastwood?  woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before the event, I knew that this is gonna be one heck of a night, mainly because I've never gone to any bar gig since that last one at Gasoline Alley last Christmas (which is, obviously, one heck of a blast!).  so anyway, since it is my first time to commute to Eastwood, I left early to get a hang of the commute.  I was supposed to meet the Kjwan Street Team at Mc Cafe at around 6pm, so I left home at around 4pm, given 2hours of travel time.  I got to live throughout the trip going to eastwood - arrived there earlier than what I had expected.  so to waste time, i ate a quick dinner at mcdo and roamed around the place to get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people came there late as usual - met moja at around 7pm, made chikka and waited for the others to arrive (desperately).  a few minutes later, met stef and rach there and settled down at blue onion.  got in touch with kuya joel afterwards, and had a blast enjoying the free drinks that they offered there.  man, i enjoyed those potion thingies that those guys offered to us the whole night!  haha!  had 10 test tubes, i think.  hehe...  really makes you enjoy being a chem major.  naging suki na kami ng mga people na namimigay ng test tube thingies...  they always come back to our table and plead us to have some more.  whehehehe.  and they're making those starstruck faces everytime they come by our tables...  maygad.  freaky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating dinner from the buffet (gawd, they kept on filling my plate for absolutely no reason), we went to watch the set of Kamikazee.  gawd, were they hilarious!  they sang their Ragnarok-inspired song "Chiksilog" onstage, and yes, it's absolutely funny!  haha!  Kjwan went after them, and good thing venus brought with her her videocam, we got the whole set on tape!  haha!  we'll send the videos as soon as we edit the video.  they did an excellent set, by the way.  really missed their bar gigs - truly one-of-a-kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made tambay muna after Kjwan's set.  watched as the guys were bombarded with press interviews.  tried to avoid seeing kuya Marc and ate Reema's lovey-doveys (hehe).  and yes, also tried to avoid the press (whehehehe).  oh yeah, speaking of kuya Marc and ate Reema, they are going to appear at The Buzz this Sunday!  bwahahahaha!  guys, watch that show ha!  be sure to record it (oh yeah, great way to blackmail kuya Makmak.  whehehehe).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember my dilemma with the guitars?  asked kuya Makmak if I can borrow his classical guitar...  well, tignan daw niya, coz' he only has two guitars - and one's a Fender, for cryin' out loud.  as if, diba?  anyway, he also said he's gonna buy ate reema a guitar when he gets the time...  awww, how sweet!  haha!  (dapat ako rin!  haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate Reema's really cool...  talked to her for the longest time, haha.  she even offered to ask MTV if they offer summer jobs that I can, uhmmm...  take advantage of.  hehe! basta she's all cool...  and gawd is she hot!  haha!  la ako masabi.  whehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after making tambay at blue onion, we roamed around eastwood for a bit.  moja saw her long-time crush.  whahahahaha!  ai moja...  hehe.  after making few more kwento, moja, rach and stef left, leaving me lonely while I wait for kuya Joel to accompany me out of Easwood (hehe).  anyway, after a few moments, dumating si kuya Ali!  haha!  (*ahem ahem*  hi Tasha!  ^__^) and for cryin' out loud, siya pa ang nakakilala sa akin!  haha!  made kwento with him for a while, then left him to eat his dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd I really had a blast last night!  wished that the night would never end...  but hey!  there'd still be opportunities for another night like this, ayt?  haha!  kudos!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111332780419035218?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111332780419035218/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111332780419035218' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111332780419035218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111332780419035218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/of-gigs-bars-online-gaming-and-test.html' title='Of gigs, bars, online gaming, and test tubes.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111332792497724995</id><published>2005-04-12T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:56:30.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral for my beloved...  my beloved guitar.</title><content type='html'>dearly beloved, we're gathered here today to celebrate the funeral of my beloved...  guitar.  yes, my three readers, I am currently mourning for my guitar, which apparently is currently under critical (and I do mean critical) condition.  and to think I still have the whole summer for my guitar lessons...  dammit all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually foresee that my guitar would eventually break, especially now that I have guitar lessons.  my usual day went through this morning without worries - endured the whole trip from Las Piñas to UP Diliman without much trouble, considering the fact that I'm carrying my guitar.  arrived at UP around 9am, a bit late for my arrangement with Ry, Janette and JB.  so anyway, we met at CS to start getting our class cards from Math.  Ry and I got ours from Ma'am Zolah, and blessed be!  I passed Math 17!  *halelluia!!!*  got a grade of 2.75!  cool!  (highest in UP is 1.0, with 3.0 as passing, and 5.0 as failed)  Ry got 3.0, but hey!  at least we passed.  pinaka-halimaw si Janette - she aced both Math 100 and Math 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after Math, we decided to take our lunch at Rodic's, considering the fact that our stomach's already growling and, according to Ry, the osmolarity of our blood is coming to an all-time low.  grabe nagdugo ang ilong ni Janette sa scientific info na yan.  hehe.  anyway, enjoyed making kwento while eating tapsilog at Rodic's - Ry didn't eat because he will be eating with his bro after.  so after lunch, we went first to the Gym to look for our PE classcards but to no avail, so we went on separate ways for a while with Ry and I going to the College of Music and Janette and JB going to Fine Arts.  after doing business at the College of Music (Ry paid for his violin lessons;  I got a copy of my registration form for my guitars, which apparently I lost sometime I don't know), Ry headed to Podium to meet his bro while I headed to FC to get my class cards in PanPil 19 and Hapon 10.  I got 1.25 in my Japanese class (daya!  I should have gotten 1.0!), but great surprise came to me when I got my Panpil 19 class card.  I got 1.25!  woohoo!!!  and to think that all were saying that Panpil19 is so damn hard...  shiyet!  I truly love Panpil 19!  haha!  Sir Nelson, thank you uber soo much!!!  haha!  isa ka talagang anghel na bumaba sa lupa para magkalat ng lagim...  bwahahahahaha!!!  i'm your loyal servant, ser.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm came by slowly.  entertained myself by trying to find some isolated place in the College of Music to practice my guitars, but to no avail.  by the time my class started, I was already so frustrated for no reason.  orientation churvah, got to know my mentor, Sir Nathan, and yes, spotted my guitar.  naknampucha!  we found cracks and dents on the area around the bridge!  gawd, that sucks!  any tuning more and we'd be expecting the bridge to fly off because of the stress of the string...  so sadly, I have to bring my guitar to its grave.  and it was a great two years, actually...  why now, of all times?  argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, I'm currently in need of a guitar.  already asked my bro, kuya Marc, but I'm not taking any chances.  anyone got a guitar that I can borrow for the rest of summer?  give me a ring.  I'm really desperate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111332792497724995?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111332792497724995/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111332792497724995' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111332792497724995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111332792497724995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/funeral-for-my-beloved-my-beloved.html' title='Funeral for my beloved...  my beloved guitar.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111322203628818869</id><published>2005-04-10T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:20:36.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small reunion?  whutever.</title><content type='html'>whew.  just arrived from venna's debut.  gawd, was that fun!  okay ohkay, i'm exaggerating a bit.  still I have to admit, I really did enjoy part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought her gift on the last minute - got a Unisilver bracelet from SM Southmall around 2pm.  after shopping, we went back home to rest and prepare for the debut.  got dressed at around 5pm, then headed to Palms Country Club at around 6.  upon arriving at Palms, I was already greeted by some of my former batchmates at Manresa.  it's really cool to meet them again after a long time...  though I also couldn't say that about some.  hehe.  sat together with enzo, emil, and the other guys, and made kwento about anything and everything under the sun like what we used to.  also enjoyed the buffet - good thing JC wasn't first in line, else we'd starve the rest of the night.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward.  tried to avoid the starstruck compliments of Kyle and the others about me working with Kjwan.  amazed myself with the giveaways that they were giving to the guests (a leaf, for crying out loud.).  made nasty comments about the food, and had ourselves laughing all throughout the night.  and went home with benette after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I did enjoy the night with my former peeps.  and I do hope that there would be another thing like this soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111322203628818869?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111322203628818869/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111322203628818869' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111322203628818869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111322203628818869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/small-reunion-whutever.html' title='Small reunion?  whutever.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111313897035652747</id><published>2005-04-09T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:26:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Helltop and back...  DAY 2</title><content type='html'>Ahhh...  second and last day of our stay in pampanga.  had a good night sleep last night, totally enjoyed the comfort brought about by the fluffy bed and the cold breeze of the aircon.  woke up around 7am, just enough for me to prepare myself to annoy my parents for breakfast.  ate bacon, rice, and egg for breakfast at the hotel cafe, then went back to our room for a quick rest before packing up our bags and preparing for check-out.  made the best of my last few moments inside the hotel, annoyed the ostriches at the hotel aviary, and watched Japanese shows on cable.  finally, we checked-out and headed to our next destination, Subic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much happened during the duration of the trip to Subic, though I became really frustrated sometime because of the intense heat and because of the fact that NU107's radio signal is a complete blur there at the north.  (aargh!  no NU!!!)  so anyway, entertained myself by counting all the sports cars that we pass by during the trip.  also enjoyed the mountain passes - somewhat reminiscent of Initial D.  hmmm...  I'd better watch that anime again once i get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at Subic at around noon.  scouted the different beach resorts around the Subic Airport, despite the fact that the intense heat is already making my nose bleed.  after, we headed for a loooong trip down the forest trail trying to spot monkeys on the roadside, but alas, we weren't able to spot monkeys even until we had already arrived at the Zoobic Safari (cute tiger, though.  I'll get one as a pet for myself next time).  after that tiring roadtrip (gawd, the heat's already killing me!), we went to search for the Subic Commercial area for something to eat.  had a wrong turn which headed us to the hotels, but glory be!  we got to spot monkeys!  bwahahahaha!  kumpleto na araw ng dad ko.  anyway, we continued our way to Subic Commercial to look for food and dutyfree stores.  had a bite somewhere that i already forgot (basta it serves rice-in-a-box), and nearly had a nervous breakdown after seeing the outrageous prices at the dutyfree stores (a lot different from the dutyfree stores at Clark).  so we roamed around a bit, and headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summing things up, i really did got the taste of both heaven and hell - gawd the heat still kills me up to now.  totally had a blast at Clark and most especially at the hotel (ai... the hotel...), but I'm also as glad that i got back home (totally missed NU!!!!  waaahh!!!).  next week, i'll be busy again with work and preparations for summer classes.  also, i'll be starting with my guitar lessons on monday, so good luck to me!  haha!  i'll totally enjoy this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shiyet.  haven't bought venna's gift for her debut.  aargh!  better buy that later, or else i'd better be off dead (knock on wood).  oh fudge, it's getting late.  more updates later peeps!  ciao!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111313897035652747?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111313897035652747/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111313897035652747' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111313897035652747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111313897035652747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-helltop-and-back-day-2.html' title='To Helltop and back...  DAY 2'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111297193974911242</id><published>2005-04-08T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:31:30.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Helltop and back...  DAY 1</title><content type='html'>No, we didn't go to to kuya Marc's place. (yet.)  but yes, we did go to some place where you could say we got the best of both heaven and hell...  and a little taste of that thing in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early last april 7, thursday, my family and i left on a roadtrip to san fernando, pampanga, for an overnight stay there at paskuhan village.  a great way for me to wind down a bit considering the hectic schedules that i've been having lately, (as if it will ever end...) which is why there is no sense for me to say no to the trip despite the fact that with that i'll be leaving my computer all alone in our house. (oh, he'll be SOOO lonely...)  so anyway, we left home at the crack of dawn (which is around 6am, i suppose) hoping that we would be able to avoid color coding.  slept throughout the trip, waking up only for a breakfast break at a petron station somewhere in the middle of the north expressway.  fast-forward, we arrived at paskuhan village at around 9am, with my head still throbbing from my terminated sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we checked in at the hotel a few moments after arriving - got a separate room from our parents'.  my brother keeps on making comments about our "separate room" - "living like a rockstar" daw, stressing on the fact that I was practically the one to blame for our separate lodging (oh glory be...).  he is sooo entertained by the card key thing that they use to open the rooms.  hehe.  so we got ourselves to rest a bit in our room, freshen up a bit, and headed down to the village to look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just knew the brochures would be too good to be true.  during our stay, the village were not in full swing - not much visitors, very few interesting stores, no shooting range (which is by the way one of the main reasons i wanted to go there actually), no billiards room, no whatever.  only thing entertaining me is the swimming pool, but considering the fact that the loss of the shooting range already brought me down in the dumps, even the wonders of a swimming pool wasn't enough to cheer me up.  not taking this as a bad thing (although it is really bad na, to begin with), we got ourselves to enjoy the swimming pool for the meantime.  wasn't too keen on trying the slides, though.  nakakatamad.  had lunch after that, also there at paskuhan village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having siesta at the hotel, we went to clark air base, pampanga, for some sightseeing whutever.  had a glimpse of UP Clark, and boy does it seems small.  went to one of those duty-free stores there, and maygad!  the prices, man, I LOVE IT!!!  so gosh darn cheap!  jeans for $1, chocolates for less than $1, and everything else cheap!  bwahahahaha!  gawd, I'll enjoy that place.  too bad wasn't able to buy much there.  it's closing time na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after Clark, we went to SM Pampanga to buy some chips and eat dinner.  maygad is that place HUGE!!!  seemed to stretch a mile wide, for cryin' out loud!  due to the fact na medyo pagod na rin kami (and maygad are we SOOOO famished), we didn't roam around the mall for too long.  bought chips and drinks at the supermarket - also bought myself a tequila sunrise cooler.  then ate at Goldilock's.  after that, we headed back to the hotel to live the life of a rockstar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111297193974911242?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111297193974911242/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111297193974911242' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111297193974911242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111297193974911242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-helltop-and-back-day-1.html' title='To Helltop and back...  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 entertained myself with my walkman.  and oh yeah, also bought myself a black lighter.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I arrived home, nasty rashes appeared on my neck and that area on my elbow.  read ryan's xanga blog (oo na sige, maganda na xanga.  whutev.), found out that the rash is sunburn.  had to endure the nasty burning itch even after applying prickly heat powder.  add to that my on-and-off colds, then it'd be major trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be out of town on the next few days.  will be spending the rest of the week at pampanga to wind off a bit.  promise i'll post again on my return.  ciao peeps!  enjoy!!!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111270489389964391?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111270489389964391/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111270489389964391' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111270489389964391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111270489389964391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/reminiscing-past-present-and-foreseen.html' title='Reminiscing the past, the present, and the foreseen disaster.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111262221854425215</id><published>2005-04-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T09:44:52.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of birthdays, exams, careers, and beefcake.</title><content type='html'>oh my god!  had my last exam this morning.  biology, for cryin' out loud!  woohoo!  I SURVIVED!!!!!!  bwahahahahahahaha!!!!!  *Alleluia!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.  here's the recap of today's activities:&lt;br /&gt;8am.  went to mcdo quezon ave. to meet ry.  even after stuffing ourselves with omellette, sausage mcmuffin, hashbrown and coke, it so seemed that our brains aren't in the mood of taking in all our reviewing efforts.  also thought of buying myself a mochaccino for the road, but the thought of caffeine pre-exam paranoia effect barred me from buying.  so out of sheer boredom, (maygad!  8am with nothing going to your brain?!  who'd never get bored?) we decided to head to the Office of Guidance and Counseling at Vinzon's to inquire about the FOPC.  much to our dismay, wala pa yung naghahandle ng FOPC.  dammit.  so with 2 1/2 hours to spend, we headed to the CS canteen in hope that our brains would agree with us and let all our efforts to study make fruit.  so we took out our notes, opened our books, and ended up talking about absolute nonsense.  oh, how fruitful indeed.  and yes, it's already nearing hour 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30am.  biology exams.  maygad, not much from my review has gotten into my brain.  not thinking of this as a disaster, i took the blasted exams.  and lo and behold, it's so damn easy!  such a big giveaway, for cryin' out loud!  finished the exams in more or less an hour.  haha!  and to think i was starting to go paranoid...  (good thing i didn't go buy that mochaccino...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm.  went with ry and cie to OGC again to ask about the FOPC volunteer thing.  met arlene on the way, made chikka regarding lando's new crush.  haha!  after that, got ourselves a copy of the new 2006 UPCAT application form, and planned of trying our luck to get into UP Diliman to take up a degree in BS Chemistry. (ironic, isn't it?)  armed with our "kabangagan" at its peak, we continued our way to OGC, only to find out that volunteering for the FOPC is by organization.  uhmmm, that's cool for me, but for ry, uhh....  that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm.  rushed to SM Megamall for my meeting with Fuseboxx regarding the street team. haven't eaten lunch yet.  too bad wala si dugay...  apparently she didn't know that there was a meeting today.  damn.  so anyway, we made plans for the street team, obviously sort-of based on what we're doing in the Kjwan Street Team.  i didn't go full-force and gave them all our gameplan in the KSP, though...  just gave them some "orientation" on this street team biz.  gawd, career na 'to...  in other words, i became the adviser of the Fuseboxx Street Team, so to speak.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30pm.  still haven't eaten.  ate abby still hasn't arrived, and basically we have all our plans wrapped up.  i excused myself from the group saying that i have a meeting to attend to at makati.  partly true, but mostly meaning "I haven't eaten, my stomach's starting to digest itself, and i wanna go home right now".  so i rushed home with my stomach still crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30pm.  en route home via Coastal Road.  listening to NU while watching the news on the bus.  it so seems that i'm not the only one with the food problem.  halos lahat ng tao sa NU gutom!  haha!  kuya francis is already making weird noises at the background as ate andy goes through her shift...  and yes, they're both bangag na due to lack of nutrients.  and it's really hard not having enough ATPs in your system...  (yes, I LOVE BIOLOGY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm.  got news that ian ran away from home since morning.  everyone's all that panicky and shit, especially her sister Aimee, who actually was the one who informed me about the news.  basically for me, i really don't think that there's anything good that someone could get from running away from home.  it's not as if you get paid or anything.  but then again, i really don't care.  just as long as she's safe.  she'll get to her senses.  somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm.  just arrived home, typed this blasted post.  got a lot of queries from people inquiring about the kjwan street team.  maybe i should have something like "50pesos per question" gimmick or something...  maybe i'll get rich with that, don'cha think?  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm.  still typing this blasted post.  got reminded by ian about j-hoon's birthday today.  as if i'll greet him today again, already greeted him "n" times for the past few days.  hehe.  i'll give him this day to himself.  maybe we'll crash his parties next time.  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111262221854425215?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111262221854425215/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111262221854425215' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111262221854425215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111262221854425215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/of-birthdays-exams-careers-and.html' title='Of birthdays, exams, careers, and beefcake.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111252928697288716</id><published>2005-04-03T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:54:46.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My condolences to a very special man</title><content type='html'>today is a very sad day for christians all over the world as Pope John Paul II passed away this morning in his private apartment in Vatican.  i wasn't able to meet the man, but being the devout catholic that i am, and knowing all the things that he has done for our religion, i would like to express my deepest condolences and i pray that he may rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for obvious reasons, not much has happened to me this day.  had my full body massage this morning, which reminded me of my debate with Cha yesterday regarding men and body care.  gawd, a long time has passed since my last massage!  haha!  obviously due to my hectic schedule (with work and all that), and yes, budget constraints.  hehe.  gawd, that was just absolutely relaxing, especially with the pressure of the exams tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 4...  another hectic day.  hafta arrange with the Office of Guidance and Counseling regarding our work with FOPC for first sem next year (freshies beware!).  then i have biology exams from 11:30 to 1:30 (which i haven't studied for yet, actually).  directly after that, i have to rush to SM Megamall for my meeting with Fuseboxx for their street team.  haha nakakahiya, never been too active with their street team, mainly because i already have Kjwan at the top of my priority list (yes, how i love Kjwan!).  but anyway, i really like to help them in any way possible, so i'm still going.  just hope dugay's also there to back me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!  birthday nga pala ni kuya jhoon tomorrow!  happy birthday!  haha!  as i know, the guys are planning something up for jhoon tomorrow...  i'll see about that.  haha!  anyway, need to go back to my work.  haha!  later peeps!  ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111252928697288716?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111252928697288716/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111252928697288716' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111252928697288716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111252928697288716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-condolences-to-very-special-man.html' title='My condolences to a very special man'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111240956309202421</id><published>2005-04-02T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T10:39:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is just not right.</title><content type='html'>before i begin, i would like to greet everyone of you a &lt;strong&gt;belated happy fool's day&lt;/strong&gt;!  apparently i forgot to greet people yesterday due to the fact that i was rehashing my relationship with my bed (yes, sleepless nights due to work have made me miss my bed TOO much...), so here i am sending my greetings to you guys by uhmmm...  10 hours 3 minutes late?  or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day's just not right.  bwiset kasi si janette eh!  texted me this morning saying that she can't come to our trip today...  so syempre nasa byahe na ako nun, diba?  maygash, gudlak na lang sa nagastos ko nang pamasahe diba?  and what's worse, siya pa ang nagplano ng trip!  so what do i do now?!  grabe janette, ipapakulam na talaga kita, ever...  so anyway, i continued on my journey knowing that cha is also on her way to our meeting place (bwiset ka talaga janette!), and being the nice guy that i am, ayoko naman na may pupunta dun para lang sa wala, right?  so here i am now at the college of science library, typing this blog as i wait for li'l miss "I'll be late" to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd, this day could never be worse.  had an argument with my mom this morning regarding monetary issues.  she keeps on pointing out that i should have savings from school allowances.  for crying out, man, how can i get savings from a 200pesos per day allowance if i spend a minimum of 120pesos for commute from las piñas to up and back alone, leaving me 80 bucks to supposedly last me the whole stinking day?!  maygad!  barely enough for my lunch alone, that 80pesos.  i'm gonna sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaayy, i'm so down in the dumps this day...  still thinking of my bio exam this monday, which also happens to be kuya j-hoon's birthday!  woohoo!  party na 'to!  haha!  (daya, graduate na siya.  hmph.  hehe) speaking of monday, i also have a meeting with Fuseboxx on that day for their street team.  and for crying out loud, it's scheduled directly after my exam!  ohkay...  amazing race na ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.  my big brother marco greeted me this morning a happy fool's day.  haha!  april fool's day seems to fit him too well, dont'cha think?  whehehehe...  oh well.  we're all fools there at kjwan.  haha!  hmmm...  april fool's day party with my big bro?  why not?  whaddya think, ian?  hehe ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gad, ang bagal talaga ni cha.  oh well.  i'll entertain myself somehow.  ciao, peeps!  may the fools be with ya!  *evil grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11796150-111240956309202421?l=killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/feeds/111240956309202421/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11796150&amp;postID=111240956309202421' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111240956309202421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11796150/posts/default/111240956309202421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killingthedeadsea.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-just-not-right.html' title='this is just not right.'/><author><name>killer_jock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593004507253495940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/kjwanista/magkapatid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11796150.post-111227380767244500</id><published>2005-03-31T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T20:56:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down...  and a lot more to go.</title><content type='html'>whew!  just arrived home from a very nerve-wrecking Math exam.  sheesh, why do they keep making those exams absolutely hard in UP?  oh well.  still there's no doubt that i'll pass...  still managed to answer most of the questions, so far. (yes, and the last time i counted my possible score, it was 39 out of 70 points.  more than what i need to pass the course!  woohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.  re-cap on what has happened this day.  i arrived at UP Diliman around 8am this morning to go with Ry and Noah to St. Claire Monastery somewhere in Katipunan.  to all those devout catholics out there (especially students coming from universities near that area), you'd probably know why we're there.  so anyway, i was really hopin' that i would be able to donate 5 dozen eggs to the monastery to help me pass the exams (as if that i need that much of a miracle), but for crying out loud, man!  55pesos for a dozen eggs!!!  maygash!  i'd be better off buying eggs in the supermarket and still be able to get change!  well, having no choice, i donated a dozen eggs there for the meantime (leaving me with practically no allowance left to last me the whole day) and no, dear reader, i didn't ask for a huge miracle to happen. (for now, that is.  ^__^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we went back to UP after that and headed to DLRC.  and guess what!  tutors na kami ni ryan!  woohoo!  expect a lot of, uhmm...  "silence" inside the DLRC next sem...  haha!  magkakalat kami ng lagim!  bwahahaha!  freshies beware...  i'll be teaching the two of the "easiest" subjects in lovable UPD - Math17 and chem16!  and oh yeah, japanese as well.  haha!  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of new careers, we'll also be volunteering for the freshman orientation and registration churvah for next sem, so good luck na lang sa mga aalagaan namin, diba?  don't worry, dear UPD froshies, hinding-hindi namin kayo ililigaw sa campus. *evil laugh*  and yeah, we're also aspiring to get a summer job somewhere either in MTV or in NU107, so wish us luck!  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, we met janette at the CS canteen at around 11am to have lunch.  so far, this is the first time that i didn't get rice for my lunch in UP (obviously due to budget constraints...), but hell, at least nakaraos naman.  so dahil andyan si janette, sangkatutak na naman na ingay ang sumalubong sa minamahal naming cs...  sayang wala si gringgers, eh di sana kumpleto na ang tropa, davah?  haha!  now that would be nice...  habang nagla-lunch kami, nakita namin si ma'am gennie!  haha!  ganun pa rin siya, bangag as usual.  dahil wala kaming magawang matino (nasiraan na ng bait kaka-aral ng math), nag-discussion muna kami ng geol sa cs!  haha!  topic:  how to distinguish seas from oceans.  so sa mga natutunan namin, seas are practically components of oceans, just as bays, lakes, and other water formations are components of seas and such.  the only possible ways to distinguish a sea from an ocean is either with determining territorial boundaries (legal boundaries), or by locating natural boundaries such as trenches, faults, plates, and stuff like that.  haha!  thanks kuya Zach (of NU107) for giving me the inspiration!  inspired tuloy akong mag-Geol uli...  bwehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after ng wonderful lecture namin, dumiretso na kaming math para sa exams.  madali po siya, in fairness, pero maygad!  ang sakit sa ulo!  as i've said kanina, i somehow managed to answer most of the questions, so that's ohkay.  do hope i pass, though.  (as if i wouldn't.)  after ng exams, kinanta ko ang natutunan naming anthem para sa mga nagte-take ng math17 at ng iba pang "horribly easy" subjects sa UP Diliman.  M-7, dear freshies na aalagaan ko, ituturo ko yan sa inyo in due time.  memorized yan dapat, ha?  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now after the long re-cap, i give you the updates.  haha!  we got news from kuya jorel that they (Kjwan) will be releasing a new single this coming May!  also, expect a new music video from them to be released also in May!  so do stick around for that, ohkay?  in the meantime, help us in maintaining "Surface" in the Midnight Countdown!  please, tulungan niyo po kami...  ^__^  and oh yeah, according to our lovable manager, kuya Joel, malapit na pong ma-release ang new sets of Kjwan t-shirts, so abangan niyo rin yun!  i'll keep you posted on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, seeing na masyadong mahaba na ang blog ko (and knowing how you guys have very limited attention spans and all that), i'll be ending my post here.  expect more posts from me guys!  ciao!  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