<?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-33514684</id><updated>2011-08-28T09:31:55.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lit candles in the dark</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-6150933152335797835</id><published>2007-07-17T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T17:00:38.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sore eyes</title><content type='html'>these are some of the things i will miss thanks to my sore eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo midterms (!)&lt;br /&gt;citigov paper&lt;br /&gt;kaspil2 debate&lt;br /&gt;fencing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-6150933152335797835?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6150933152335797835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=6150933152335797835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/6150933152335797835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/6150933152335797835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/07/sore-eyes.html' title='sore eyes'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-7038955459719573611</id><published>2007-07-09T02:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T05:47:37.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend that was</title><content type='html'>there are three kinds of students: the atheletic, the leader, and the bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me... i should be somewhere between this three-way clash of stereotypes. with what i have now, maybe you can be more than one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^note to reader: that's just a random thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, i went to ccp with &lt;a href="http://blankdestiny.blogspot.com/"&gt;jenn&lt;/a&gt; and, of course, some of my LR35 "blockmates" to watch an alternative class for our HUMALIT (literature) subject. the 2-hour play was entitled &lt;i&gt;Virgin Labfest&lt;/i&gt; - which suggests that the plays included are actually untested, unpublished and unstaged [yet]. add a little green pun to it as well. the presentation showcased three short plays that tackled the issues of the social taboo that is plaguing our society - gender stratification present in the different levels of our society. some might think seeing two men in a bathtub in the very first scene would be disturbing, or how gay parenthood in our marginalized sectors came to be, and how innocent girls know -- "stuff". but it would be better to look at it as an eye opener. i just can't get over the faces of those in the upper deck... (we were seated in the lower one - leveled with the stage) the bathtub scene showed them something that they would not have wanted to see for at least the next couple of years. harhar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the play, we charged to a href="http://lorledeux.blogspot.com"&gt;alliv's condo! yay! my first sleepover this year! it was a night full of eerie HSM songs, chips and alliv saying "goodbye to what i trained for [in fencing]", i learned how to play clue too! but the best part would be when we watched shutter early in the morning with lights out [but SOMEONE insisted to light the one in the hallway] to set up the mood. jenn was bragging about the movie being un-horror"y" at all. i was thinking, wait 'til you watch it alone. &gt;:) we slept at 4:30 in the morning and i woke up at 6 a.m. because i need to go back to my home in batangas :P so it is home sweet home time for me after that. thanks for the sleepover alliv, adrian, jenn and migz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus i managed to ride played movies to keep us entertained. this time, it's "goal" - the one dude from mexico - santiago munez that was able to play in newcastle united. too bad i was not able to finish it for my house came first before the credits of the movie, i would love to finish it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm so glad that i was able to purchase all the expansion sets for the sims 2. the household back in batangas would text me relentlessly reminding me not to forget it this time (i "forgot" it the week before last, although i was not ACTUALLY able to buy it then). so here's to more gibbery-blabberish of my sims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-7038955459719573611?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7038955459719573611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=7038955459719573611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/7038955459719573611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/7038955459719573611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend-that-was.html' title='the weekend that was'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-9218611162076155017</id><published>2007-07-05T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T05:12:49.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drained</title><content type='html'>i wish that the week would end.. AS IN NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd today's training was hell! but i guess it was worth it after all. goodluck to my limbs tomorrow x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tired to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-9218611162076155017?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/9218611162076155017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=9218611162076155017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/9218611162076155017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/9218611162076155017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/07/drained.html' title='drained'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-3872049213254522587</id><published>2007-06-26T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T05:21:39.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen</title><content type='html'>i know what you're thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no i'm not turning gay over some girly magazine :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i turned 17. big deal right? &lt;i&gt;wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. it's just that, so far, this would be  the best day i had with friends, let alone the family stuff - they will always a part of this (i guess). i kust feel elated to have friends who reminded me of how good life can get. after seventeen freakin' years, it just keeps getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was started as a snoozer, a couple of texts from people i know and (i do not, for that matter). a very "-_-" greeting from two of the most enthusiastic roommates you'll ever have in the whole wide world and i off i go to school. my birthday started with my HUMAART (art appreciation) class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a special greet from my loved ones here in manila - my friends! OMG (OMK for the "44 people" miss ya!) XD haha... and then it all happened. thanks for the "surprise" you planned out. nice try... &lt;i&gt;masyado akong naiyak&lt;/i&gt; -_- funny si trish. thanks guys! so memorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cake reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BOOB-DAY ABU!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww... go figure... isn't it obvious! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friends + good chicken platters + good drinks - some insignificant bastard (i guess) = pure fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fencing people + pizza + cameras - money = fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, shoutouts and thanks to these people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom, dad, ate bianca, aira, avis, mykel, meg, auderz, ate honest, elaine, pat, polin, (classmate ni mykel that i dunno), kat p., rico, nadine, andrea, laine, lana, kat r., alex-chan, mischie, k-ann, james, maebz, pat-hechy, kim, nina, gellie, krizzie, al, lawr, c.o., alliv, jenn, migz, niko, jeoya, del, david, dino, daddy oggie, yuri, coach galo, bernice, :insert other fencing people's names that i failed to recall here:, 0cathie (fencing), cathie (carpio), mariel, cocoi, matthew, paolo, AND FINALLY chenee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers for 17 years of my kick-ass life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, pics would soon be uploaded &lt;a href="http://oxyjenn.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://venustrophobia.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[disclamer: too much euphoria to add more stuff in this post]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-3872049213254522587?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3872049213254522587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=3872049213254522587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/3872049213254522587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/3872049213254522587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/06/seventeen.html' title='seventeen'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-8948346101435493111</id><published>2007-06-19T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T05:32:16.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jenn</title><content type='html'>ok. pinilit ako ni jenn mag post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andaming nangyayari sa akin. i just don't have the enthusiasm to write down in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-8948346101435493111?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8948346101435493111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=8948346101435493111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/8948346101435493111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/8948346101435493111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/06/jenn.html' title='jenn'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-1826491936378941718</id><published>2007-06-04T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T06:27:44.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bridging the gap</title><content type='html'>i was absent last thursday and friday to make way for the wrap-up-the-summer a.k.a. &lt;i&gt;tapusan&lt;/i&gt; festival in my hometown. so i have about one strike of absence each subject (thank you citigov, for having a free cut last friday. i thought i'd make it two strikes to you already this early). now i'm beginning to snap back to reality. time to crank the engines and put my geeky glasses on: college, arki's finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge the gap. it has a nice ring on it. bridging the gap should not just limited to its literal counterpart. rather, it really meant to connect people, places and many other things that play key roles in weaving the threads of life. people who manifest the audacity to challenge this undertaking will toil and spill sweat and blood just to see the end of the tunnel. funny how we don't notice ourselves maturing and developing along the way. after a hard day's work in the field, try to look yourself in the eye and see for yourself, heck i would not be surprised if you'll be shocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the key in realizing one's potential is recognizing the fact that we are not alone. there are many others who - i know for sure - are willing to lend a helping hand when you need it. from the dog that bites the thief in your house, or to the friend who hugs you with warmth when you feel like you're cold - help comes in different forms. it attempts to establish bridges to others and eventually, to the real world. hey, it simply boils down to us being social creatures after all. there's just one question that remains: must we let people in or just keep them at bay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for it will only yield progress. progress is gained when you learn from experiences, may it be triumphs or mistakes taken along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i saw a good friend of mine for the very first time. how? well, our bond started to exist in mere LAN cables and chatrooms. and then, after three years. snap. she's right there, and funny how we looked at each other for a few seconds before realizing. i remembered all the good, awkward and even bad things we had shared. thanks, cathie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, that's about it. i still have to finish a paper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-1826491936378941718?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1826491936378941718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=1826491936378941718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/1826491936378941718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/1826491936378941718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/06/bridging-gap.html' title='bridging the gap'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-7766789327014742210</id><published>2007-05-29T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T04:20:47.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the hard part</title><content type='html'>why do i have to endure the first 5 days of my sophomore year with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the absence of TV?&lt;br /&gt;2. sickness?&lt;br /&gt;3. tons of homework?&lt;br /&gt;4. a nasty headache?&lt;br /&gt;5. sense of isolation a.k.a. being alone at the dorm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the 411 with all these. nothing really... i'm not feeling mushy or abandoned at all! i'm just being oh so bored. have nothing to do that's really fun... slacking off my fencing training (oh, and i am skipping for the 3rd consecutive time as of now). the TV in our room went BOOM! so it was taken away to get fixed... aww. i'm getting sick (again). must be the weather, rainy season's just around the corner. back to school means one thing: homework - lots of it. and it also seems that the professors were all overflowing with them. special mention to my literature and history subjects, i salute ya! number 5 is (as i said earlier) no way connected to be sentimental or what not. i'm just not used to stay at the dorm without my companions. i somehow miss the times that we'd all bicker and argue about the most dumbest of things. hey, i'm good. they'll be back in a jiffy anyway. there's just a change in the air. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching heroes - volume 1! yeah! the ending was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently: watching bleach (right now, i'm almost in the 70th epi), heroes (24! a.k.a. s2ep01), love hina (books 1-14)... holy crap, i'm becoming an anime freak again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;site updates: 1 new link&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-7766789327014742210?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7766789327014742210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=7766789327014742210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/7766789327014742210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/7766789327014742210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/05/hard-part.html' title='the hard part'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-3509431535493581267</id><published>2007-05-15T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T08:26:32.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to taft</title><content type='html'>wish #s 2 and 32 granted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first... may 12-13 turned out to be the two greatest days of my summer. when me and my classmates (JB44) gathered once again to celebrate whatever! we held our GIA (group intensification activity) part 5 (YES! 5!!! not just sime run-on-the-mill reunion-&lt;i&gt;kuno&lt;/i&gt;) at, where else? Casa Corazon!!! i will not go through the details but here are some keywords: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-van&lt;br /&gt;-aira's "&lt;s&gt;t&lt;/s&gt;issue"&lt;br /&gt;-DOKTORA PUNZALAN&lt;br /&gt;-team tilapia&lt;br /&gt;-JIMMY'S CHEST HAIR&lt;br /&gt;-charades&lt;br /&gt;-pinoy henyo&lt;br /&gt;-team carbonara &lt;br /&gt;-stagnation&lt;br /&gt;-team bbq&lt;br /&gt;-CLASS SWIMMING!!! woohoo! &lt;br /&gt;-the class is noisy&lt;br /&gt;-charades pt. 2&lt;br /&gt;-cam whoring&lt;br /&gt;-KRIST&lt;br /&gt;-cr dilemma&lt;br /&gt;-02.07.06 remembered&lt;br /&gt;-POKER/BLACK JACK/PUSOY &lt;s&gt;NIGHT&lt;/s&gt; MORNING&lt;br /&gt;-TEAM BREAKFAST &lt;-the true champs!&lt;br /&gt;-kuya ilfo &lt;br /&gt;-SPERM DANCE&lt;br /&gt;-KILLERS&lt;br /&gt;-concentration &lt;br /&gt;-name game &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics can be found &lt;a href="http://patricke08.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thenytcrawler.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear classmates, &lt;br /&gt;words became hard to find just to express my sincerest appreciation of what we have. it has been a year since we parted ways. but it was as if a weekend escapade from the days that were in our senior year. time will come that we will all need to journey further into the unknown to the point that we'll never be able to go back to this little retreat of ours. may the friendship or whatever we had be a part of the memorabilia that i will always carry wherever i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, cheesy post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i will be back to taft for my training. i wasn't able to accomplish my pollwatching duties.shame on me. that was supposed to be today, but i got lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: messy politics. messy country. messy room. messy hair. any striking difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;site updates: none&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-3509431535493581267?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3509431535493581267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=3509431535493581267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/3509431535493581267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/3509431535493581267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-to-taft.html' title='back to taft'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-5156289763859293022</id><published>2007-05-08T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T08:15:16.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vroooom~</title><content type='html'>wish #49 grandted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the lto (land transportation office, to those who went out of their shelters just yesterday) to get my very first driving license. now i'm a certified student driver. on the way home, my mom rewarded me with something i did not exactly expect in a couple of years: driving the family car. yes. i shook with fear and i was trembling and clenching every part of my body for the first few minutes. but then i relaxed and, well, let's just say we survived it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 19 days of sheer boredom from being "house-locked" (it goes something like being landlocked), finally, tomorrow will mark the day i return to taft. thanks to alliv, i found a reason to leave the house to go somewhere else for a change of pace. my "coach" (heck i'm not really sure if i'm in the team yet) asked the newbies to at least attend tomorrow's training. this is surely a one big yeepee for me. first, i would be able to free myself from my routinary life that is more or less the same everyday. next, i get to see my dorm again - oh the mess and my roommates too! third, being in manila means speeeeeeeeeeeedddyyy internet.  heroes episode 19, 20 and 21... here i come! fourth, i miss fencing - both everything and everyone in it. holler to my fencing friends (and not friends). oh well, senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;site updates: 2 new links, fixed the desire corner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-5156289763859293022?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5156289763859293022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=5156289763859293022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/5156289763859293022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/5156289763859293022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/05/vroooom.html' title='vroooom~'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-2290148437814623359</id><published>2007-05-05T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:00:06.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before they became heroes...</title><content type='html'>you would most definitely want to check this link out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/gallery/0,,20036782_20037401_20037594_10,00.html"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;-watching pbb eviction night... hoping for dionne to get the boot &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;-i drove for about 4 kilometers in the national road! it scared me when BIG trucks were overtaking my poor poor wheels&lt;br /&gt;-i still have paintmarks after repainting my dirty cabinet&lt;br /&gt;-just went through the tls - menagerie online meeting (can someone give me an idea about ugly betty? i need to do a revoew a.k.a. rant and rave about it!)&lt;br /&gt;-when will i be able to get a copy of heroes episode 19 and 20? CAN'T WAIT&lt;br /&gt;-i miss &lt;s&gt;******************&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ate vi for governor and boyet de leo for vice governor? whoa! talk about star-studded politics.&lt;br /&gt;-GO vs TU? (pichay. kill. kill. kill. j/k)&lt;br /&gt;-when would i be able to have my cellphone fixed?&lt;br /&gt;-2nd year, how would it turn out?&lt;br /&gt;-what will i eat for breakfast tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;-will i be able to reach level 3 tomorrow in my mario rpg?&lt;br /&gt;-my room smells like fresh paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes my friends... yet another [insert words that are synonymous to 'worthless' and 'senseless' here] post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-2290148437814623359?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2290148437814623359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=2290148437814623359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/2290148437814623359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/2290148437814623359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/05/before-they-became-heroes.html' title='before they became heroes...'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-4758308636062508736</id><published>2007-05-03T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T06:53:18.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heroes: it's time to save the world</title><content type='html'>after a day's worth of editing and almost heating poor arki(my dear pc) up, alas! here's version 7.0 of my blog. i'm over the 'corner of the sky' nonsense and this would be my attempt to create something out of my being a fan of 'Heroes' that is being aired in the U.S. unfortunately, i do not know where it airs here in the philippines except in rpn9, sundays at 8pm. to shed some light to those who have been living in the cave while heroes is making jaws drop worldwide, here is a review i got from USA Today, courtesy of Robert Bianco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;   You can practically hear the Heroes cult forming. Dense, dark, a little dreary and yet oddly intriguing, Heroes seems destines to attract an audience that is more loyal than large. A distinctive, dark-knight comic book brought to life, Heroes clearly isn't for everyone, but that's all right: Every show doesn't have to be for everyone. What matters is that Heroes is likely to please viewers who lke genre series, even when those series take themselves a tad too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   They will, however, have to get past a pilot that is so devoted to setting a tone that it ignores the need to establish its characters or move along its story. And the pretentious twang to that tone is set by the opening credits, with their Star Wars-type graphic crawl and the promise that we are entering Chapter One, Volume One of an "epic tale." It's hard enough to get people to take high-concept shows seriously; there's no need to actually invite derisive laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The concept here is that a group of people scattered around the globe have evolved to a higher genetic level and developed superpowers. They don't all understand their powers and they may not all put them to heroic purposes. Over time, however, many of them will realize that it's their destiny to save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Like Six Degrees, destiny seems to be a large part of the Heroes mythology, as the characters continually cross paths — no easy task considering how spread out they are at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Mohinder (Sendhil Ramamurthy) is a genetics professor in India; Peter (Milo Ventimiglia, finally playing a likable character) is a nurse in New York; Hiro (Masi Oka) is an animé fan in Tokyo; Claire (Hayden Panettiere) is a cheerleader in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All of them speak English, except for Hiro, whose dialogue requires subtitles, yet another demand from a show that makes an awful lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The show spends much of its first two episodes revealing the characters' powers, so it seems unfair to give them away here. Let's just say some are more mental — telepathy, empathy, an ability to stop time or see into the future. Some are more physical, from an ability to fly to an inability to be hurt. And some either haven't been revealed or I haven't figured them out, which may explain why some of the characters are of much greater interest than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And that's part of the problem with Heroes: It isn't always clear whether the show is being intentionally mysterious or is simply unintentionally confused. Heavily serialized fantasies like Heroes are particularly hard to carry off, and you don't leave the first three episodes convinced that the actors and producers are up to the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yet you don't leave bored, either, and that's no small accomplishment. If nothing else, Heroes shows an early knack for coming up with the kind of surprise, episode-ending cliffhangers that will keep some viewers coming back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Make no mistake, it will attract a cult. Whether the cult will be large enough is a question only one of the Heroes could answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, it was a battle between heroes and grey's anatomy... but it just hit me: on how i will be doing this. and i don't want to continue on with light templates, they're just damn to hard to manipulate and work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, what's up with me? should someone need an amateur driver, hesitate not to call my name. after two sessions of transmission-wrecking and engine-whacking driving, here i am. fresh from driving in the road! yey. i dunno, it was like this big accomplishment a.k.a. trial conquered. i tried many time before and i never felt as comfortable as now. pardon me for ranting about me trying the wheels. i just don't have anything to do with what's left of my summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mucha mucha greetings to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my taft friends - i'm missing (and not missing some of) you, guys!&lt;br /&gt;2. prof oyong - yes, i've been telling you about our biology professor who, not only gave us VERY high grades, but also taught us one of the most important lessons in life. thank YOU!&lt;br /&gt;3. avis - i am really hoping for that mickey mouse hat you promised me&lt;br /&gt;4. jb44 - three letters: G-I-A!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. audrey - dear fellow heroes fan: give me 2 blank dvd cds and i'll copy you episodes 1-18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-4758308636062508736?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4758308636062508736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=4758308636062508736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/4758308636062508736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/4758308636062508736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/05/heroes-its-time-to-save-world.html' title='heroes: it&apos;s time to save the world'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-1684330197516409183</id><published>2007-05-01T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T08:59:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep disorder-ish</title><content type='html'>i can't believe that i am adjusting to a new body clock. i'd sleep for about 5 hours at night and another 5 in the afternoon. is this good? i dunno, i am just bored. blame me not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;tomorrow's&lt;/s&gt; today's gonna be my nth attempt to learn how to drive! well, it's not the professional one, i'll just have a family friend to render assistance. i do hope i don't bump any more cows -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heroes episode 20 is now up... but i can't download it here at my home. this calls for drastic measures! off we go to the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;internet shop!!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my download checklist:&lt;br /&gt;-heroes epi19 (300mb)&lt;br /&gt;-heroes epi20 (350mb)&lt;br /&gt;-mp3s (350mb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they would most definitely fit in my flash disk. well... that's for my viewing pleasure.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yet another senseless post]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-1684330197516409183?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1684330197516409183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=1684330197516409183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/1684330197516409183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/1684330197516409183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleep-disorder-ish.html' title='sleep disorder-ish'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-4211237901291691124</id><published>2007-04-29T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:10:25.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>save the cheerleader... save the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpkIGQkSHw0/RjS5zSFm5QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LqTYbWIlBpE/s1600-h/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058872572123735298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpkIGQkSHw0/RjS5zSFm5QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LqTYbWIlBpE/s320/heroes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been overwhelmed by how the series became such an impact to my way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if our human mind only uses about 10% of our capacity... will the the other 90% percent hold the promise of the superhuman potential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa! i'm just hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might even change my blog layout if i'd be carried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mucha-mucha thanks to my SCIMATB / biology professor SIR OYONG for letting us know about heroes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-4211237901291691124?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4211237901291691124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=4211237901291691124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/4211237901291691124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/4211237901291691124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/04/save-cheerleader-save-world.html' title='save the cheerleader... save the world'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpkIGQkSHw0/RjS5zSFm5QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LqTYbWIlBpE/s72-c/heroes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-1861512935614870813</id><published>2007-04-23T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T05:43:03.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buhay bahay</title><content type='html'>gumising. kumain. matulog. gumising. kumain. mag-computer. tumulog. gumising. kumain. tumulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder, i have gained 5 magical pounds already. thank you summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[insert any statments that would also mean "couch potato", "bum" and "bored" here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get up and move. nyak - cliches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school life... the early wake-up calls and my friends over there in taft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-1861512935614870813?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1861512935614870813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=1861512935614870813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/1861512935614870813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/1861512935614870813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/04/buhay-bahay.html' title='buhay bahay'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-5323731646445438364</id><published>2007-04-19T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T08:51:58.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheers</title><content type='html'>for the past one year...&lt;br /&gt;for the people i met...&lt;br /&gt;for the others whom i have strengthened my ties with...&lt;br /&gt;for the experience that was my freshmen year...&lt;br /&gt;for the nissin cup noodles, bread and water i am feasting on right now...&lt;br /&gt;for the sister i never thought i would have...&lt;br /&gt;for the blessings i had to support my studies...&lt;br /&gt;for the weekends that i look forward everytime for it would mean rest...&lt;br /&gt;for the people that made me discover fencing...&lt;br /&gt;for the world's greatest family, that is, the one that i have...&lt;br /&gt;for the many things that helped me develop myself...&lt;br /&gt;for the two dormmates that is the next best thing to a family...&lt;br /&gt;for the people who made an effort to check http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pacing through three very demanding terms, freshman year is over! cheers. i will most definitely miss most of the things about it... the people i've met, the places i've been and the things i've learned. i never saw the potential that i have until now. i can be a better person. i can be that guy. i just need to have the initiative to do it - to make that change. at the end of the road is yet another new road. this is where i will be continuing my journey from now on. i do not know what to expect. cheers to the ups and downs of life. cheers to people destined to the uncertain future. cheers to whatever happens from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-5323731646445438364?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5323731646445438364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=5323731646445438364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/5323731646445438364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/5323731646445438364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/04/cheers.html' title='cheers'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-6636029842989898609</id><published>2007-04-15T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T10:14:14.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>running</title><content type='html'>he could not stop them. the many problems he tried to avoid a million of times. they kept coming and he could not do anything in his power to avoid inevitable doom.and then, within a matter of a few seconds, it's all over. he was carried away by the rush of these problems to take him away to a distant place. a place where he tried to build his life again. there he realized a lot of things, found new companions - and old ones too. there he discovered that life is much better after the storm.&lt;br /&gt;he somehow learned to love the strange and turned it into the familiar. he started something new, something fresh. and it would be up to him where this piece will go.&lt;br /&gt;time flies so fast. the next thing he knew, the first chapter of his adventure is all over. it is already the month of april. the sun is on its brightest shine. he was about to sleep. the clock near his bed struck one o'clock in the morning. so many things kept distracting him from drifting to rest. he could not resist it. before he closed the book he wrote with sweat and blood, maybe, at least he could rewind back to the days that were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he remembered the very first day in that strange land. he woke up from a nasty dream. gasping and sweating - yes, that typical nightmare for not knowing what's in store for the next ten months of his life. thankfully, he managed to live after the first trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come may 28, the real challenge begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-6636029842989898609?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-6435318194712668188</id><published>2007-04-13T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T07:58:32.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>next time na lang</title><content type='html'>how i wanted to write things write now.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so out of energy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, &lt;i&gt;tinatamad ako&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thankful that it's all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-6435318194712668188?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6435318194712668188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=6435318194712668188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/6435318194712668188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/6435318194712668188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/04/next-time-na-lang.html' title='next time na lang'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-8585020785673662262</id><published>2007-03-23T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T07:04:33.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last three weeks</title><content type='html'>things are really starting to get cocky. with term papers, portfolios and projects stacking in the desk, it is so damn hard to concentrate with them only because the summer sun is waving to high. it's a good thing i still managed to save some backbone for me to continue on pushing. frosh year is almost done. i can almost see the light at the end of the tunnel. just a few more struggle: sleepless nights and appearing eyebags - all for the betterment of man. well, not really. i just want to get things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know it would be some sort of a cliche. but it only seemed yesterday when i first stepped into the halls of DLSU. when i almost got lost going to the andrew building. oh and the shock! oh dear culture shock! what have you done to me? haha... but enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... let me run through this quick. the math finals is [are?] coming up. history demands us to submit a final output should rizal be considered a hero or not. filipino would want us to submit "taboo" projects [read: projects that talk about sex, homosexuality... err... the filipino taboo]. psychology is... err... tests, i guess. sociology would want us to hand over an ethnography [nosebleed] for the rizalista community in laguna. biology would want us to have a genetically modified organism proposal, and a final exam too.... nstp is almost done. i just came from the frolics, wherein we get to present our so-called talents and skills to our fellow cadets and cadettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before anything else, just a few shout outs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BELATED HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY ALLIV LORELEI SAMSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME BACK JIAAN VICTOR DOMINGUEZ 4cl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA'AM ANNE MARIE NAVAL ROQUE 2cl IS SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:WAVE: TO THE FENCING PEOPLE, TLS PEOPLE, PEOPLE ARE PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:VIGOROUS WAVE: TO JB44! &lt;i&gt;ANG&lt;/i&gt; REUNION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE BIG -_- TO JENN AGUSTIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[INSERT OTHER SHOUTOUT HERE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shout outs should encompass all the people i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;andlabo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. that's just about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-8585020785673662262?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8585020785673662262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=8585020785673662262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/8585020785673662262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/8585020785673662262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-three-weeks.html' title='last three weeks'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-237754355396154751</id><published>2007-03-18T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:59:13.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop notebook</title><content type='html'>wish #1 granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-237754355396154751?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/237754355396154751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=237754355396154751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/237754355396154751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/237754355396154751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/03/laptop-notebook.html' title='&lt;s&gt;laptop&lt;/s&gt; notebook'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-395232057564258488</id><published>2007-03-16T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T07:19:10.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>here am i again. after a well-earned hiatus, arki's back blogging again yay! so many things have happened since the last time i posted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new theme shifted from the dark and, should i say, freaky world of the "emo" to the light and whimsical [read: not GAY] world of theater. somewhat. when i was thinking of what to do next for my blog, i just thought of my childhood. God i was fat, scary fat, as in! but less about that, more of the play. well, i did the part of pippin... the main character of the play. that's why i know the song by heart. although, thanks to my changing voice, i'm beginning to sing it off-key. well, what matters is the message of the song, which can be seen in the introduction part of the blog. i still can't think the connection of blue and brown though. it's somewhat ironic: more of the heaven and earth connection. yep, that should be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eternal damnation to you! haha... that goes to no one in particular. just felt like saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have shifted already to political science. did i make the right choice? am i going to be happy with it? would i even excel in it? i just thought that maybe, just maybe, i could see myslef as an attorney. besides, i also realized that i've lost my passion [ow!] for media. so let's leave it like that. hmm. to my college friends: don't go calling me jet olfato when you guys carry your tripods and cams while seeing me carry politics books, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past two posts right before i left were dedicated to a person so dear to me. yes. obviously, we had a misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newsflash: it's over. thank you for forgiving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasare1 rocks. dear God. thank you for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lead me lord - gary v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i do new skins for my blog. i always thank some people... and i think i'm gonna makie it a tradition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avis: because you said, ... to thank you&lt;br /&gt;alliv: thanks for pulling me into the fencing team [trainee &lt;i&gt;na ako&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;jenn: ya... i should thank you for you-know-what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be it, as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be posting pretty soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently: hurting&lt;br /&gt;...go figure. ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-395232057564258488?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/395232057564258488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=395232057564258488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/395232057564258488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/395232057564258488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-151182640186187075</id><published>2007-02-24T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:12:08.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiwala pt.2</title><content type='html'>when you're engaged in something complex. are you willing to stick it up 'til the very end? sometimes, emotions will get the better of you. c'mon, don't deny it. it happens to everyone. the only thing that sets us apart is how much we suppress them. i know a good friend of mine that goes to school everyday, wearing simple jeans and tee, sporting a leather jacket at times, and ofcourse, wearing a smile. we tend to jest him a lot, name it: i guess we have thrown all the insults that we could. the funny thing is, after all that, he could still manage to keep the momentum of the joke up by doing his antics that would oh-so make our stomachs hurt for ten minutes. but behind those things, it was only after one cloudy afternoon did he opened his life up to me. who could have thought that this guy that we have been joshing around all this time has a broken family, a brother he abhored so much, a dragging hour-long trip via the MRT just to go home, and a frustration in life that he couldn't help but not bother. after telling me all these things, i just smiled and then went back to joking around at him. but you know what? i was amazed at how this guy's reacting to all of the things that are happening to him. my theory is, he wants to finish studying at DLSU not only to prove everybody but most importantly prove himself that he could get over this big obstacle and shove into everybody's face his 6 years worth of diploma that we worked sweat and blood for. this guy, somehow, inspired me in seeing things in a very positive angle. why look at a glass half-empty when it is at the same time, half-full. life can be such a bitch sometimes, i must admit. but didn't you think that this bitchyness of hers is just inside your head? that it is not complicated after all. one can set aside family problems, and attitude problems for that matter, and look at the brighter side of the planet. okay, let me translate this for you nice and simple. if you can't manage to get over the littlest of problems that adolescence is giving you. how about 5 years from now? when i could be suing you for false information? nah, i'm just exagerrating. but that's just it. if you can't take this anymore, tough luck. you can't back out in life as well. or you're such a loser. instead of checking on what are you gaining, consider the things that you are losing. now here's my reply: sure, i want to talk to you as well. but i'm trying not to. &lt;i&gt;baka kung ano lang ang masabi ko sa iyo&lt;/i&gt;. so we should not as of the moment. i might not be able to control myself in the void of the insult that you have conjured. but then again, thank you for inching away for a bit. it helps. i hate to say this, but it would really be great if we would not bump into each other over the next few days. reason? read the italics above. thank you. oh and another thing: should i be on your shoes, i think i would not do the things that you are currently being fond of doing. say, not attending class. oh i would love to convert all my anger into being the star pupil of my bald [yet, very wise] history prof. i would probably try to pick up the pieces, wait for the right moment, and &lt;s&gt;talk to the people i have argued with&lt;/s&gt; maybe not, &lt;i&gt;ma-&lt;/i&gt;pride &lt;i&gt;pa naman ako minsan&lt;/i&gt;. but that's just my point, i'm not going to be IRRITATED about how life is treating me right now. if i would be given a chance to talk to life itself, here's what i hafta say: "hey life, how's... life? guess what, you suck bigtime! but you know what? i appreciate the gesture of giving me loads of problems, it means you believe that i can manage to get pass them. you must be so freakin' proud of me...[insert desired continuation here]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:sighs: period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT:&lt;br /&gt;and i SO have no plans in continuing on with this blog wars, because i'm changing my layout pretty soon! i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-151182640186187075?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/151182640186187075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=151182640186187075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/151182640186187075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/151182640186187075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/02/tiwala-pt2.html' title='tiwala pt.2'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-713672385332588180</id><published>2007-02-21T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:05:07.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiwala</title><content type='html'>in the past three days. only one word haunted my monochromatic life: trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's trust anyway? how the effing hell would you define it? is it something mutual? maybe. i don't know, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here's how it goes. imagine that you told a good friend of yours that you want to commit suicide (just an example). you said that YOU ARE STILL UNSURE OF DOING IT. but then, she tells your mother and your mom then aproaches you and asked you about commiting suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i bumped my head twice. the first "trust" issue, i wouldn't want to talk about. but now i'm a firm believer that in order to have things in proper order, one must have trust in his surroundings. as for relationships, trust is a good foundation of almost all kinds of it. the way i see it, we need trust to advance our pawns and rooks in this little chessboard with a caption of "life" on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust. are you aware of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part omitted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;o yan, para matahimik ka. just know that respect begets respect. i gave mine to you. hope you do the same thing as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;sorry for being so prank. times running out. apologize to those whom you offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to gain the TRUST you lost for &lt;s&gt;them&lt;/s&gt;US&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-713672385332588180?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/713672385332588180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=713672385332588180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/713672385332588180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/713672385332588180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/02/tiwala.html' title='tiwala'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-7057497786987991948</id><published>2007-02-08T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T05:44:52.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aviso</title><content type='html'>hehe... medyo tinatamad akong mag-post. but i have this friend of mine who really insisted me in doing so... kaya eto na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the number of cellphone/s i lost last tuesday, and regained at the D.O. @ SJ&lt;br /&gt;-[that goes to my ID, wallet and keys as well]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the number of hours i hanged out with my TLS buds Alliv and Jenn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-days left before i go home [again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the number of new friends i met today :wave: tops, joanne, issa, aleck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the number of times i ate today ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number of weeks left before i leave my "freshman" status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the date for the immersion @ rizalista community, laguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the date of the AGTI for ROTC. animo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my raw score for the first BUSMATH exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;80&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cost of reconciliation and brownies i bought from kuya ogge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;after all, the world is all about numbers. how much have you lived today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-7057497786987991948?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-4263717770515915615</id><published>2007-01-08T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T05:44:52.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tu-kei-se-ben</title><content type='html'>first of all... lemme greet y'all a...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with the coming of the year of the fire pig is the promise of a better life ahead of us [i guess]. hmm, what can i say.. i'm planning to make a big change this year... but the "change" part... i still dunno much about it. so wish me luck on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... with the coming of the 2007 means one thing to us tafters... THIRD TERM na!!! yeah!!! one more term and i'm done with the fittings of all the upperclassmen and their making fun out of humble froshies... froshies like me T_T haha... oh well, i even got a great feeling about the results of DLSUCET and that, yet again, it was the [if not one of the] hardest entrance exams among the colleges/universities here in manila.may ID107 na!!! yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier today, we had our first day of classes... it's like first day high for the third time, but here's the catch: we eneded up finding ourselves with other students. like i posted in my year-ender post, the school deblocks all freshmen by third term. since our college [CLA] tends to have the most volatile student population, many of us commit into attending different classes/courses that they will need for their shifting, dropping, etc. i for one, dropped my qualifying subjects for com. arts to say hello to my gen-eds for polsci... T_T goodbye communication arts... huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now. sucks to be me. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-4263717770515915615?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4263717770515915615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=4263717770515915615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/4263717770515915615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/4263717770515915615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2007/01/tu-kei-se-ben.html' title='tu-kei-se-ben'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116557067863631516</id><published>2006-12-08T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:52:44.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;one more term, froshie no more!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSMATH A51 MWF  8:10- 9:10&lt;br /&gt;SCIMATB A53  F   9:20-10:20&lt;br /&gt;KASPIL1 A53 MWF 10:30-11:30&lt;br /&gt;FILKOMU A56 MWF 11:40-12:40&lt;br /&gt;PERSEF1 A68  M  14:30-16:30&lt;br /&gt;LBYMATB A56  F  14:30-16:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWSPORT A51  T  10:00-12:00&lt;br /&gt;INPSYCO A55  TH 13:00-14:30&lt;br /&gt;INTSOCI A51  TH 14:40-16:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSTP-R2 A54  S   7:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's seems so funny. i'm already in the last three months of my freshmen year. now here are some factiods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- blockmates no more! good bye LC20 ID106! it was really fun.. all of you made my first 6 months in DLSU the best possible! hope to see you in some classes... especially those who will be shifting/dropping... see you guys in the walks of the campus! i salute you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the end is near! on saturday, we will do the final dance for FWDANCE. reminds me of our mass dance when i was in level 10. JB44 rocked, ans is still rocking, my world! yeah \m/_ monday's the deadline of the ENGLRES term paper and POLISCI final reaction paper. tuesday will mark the final [and only] exam in the finals week, that is, SCIMATC / chem. wednesday will be for the submission of the TREDONE project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- few more days before xmas. well, i'm having trouble on what should i give to my friends. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- time flies so fast... one day, you'll be placed in this wierd world and then the next day, you're so into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all very soon :lol:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116557067863631516?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116557067863631516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116557067863631516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116557067863631516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116557067863631516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-more-term-froshie-no-more-busmath.html' title=''/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116452711079423295</id><published>2006-11-25T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:45:10.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still have my right shoulder sore. yesterday, we had our first familarization firing at fort bonifacio, taguig. that goes for the last ROTC session as well. imagine heaving an m16 rifle and firing 10 rounds some 50 meters away to a target? cool? yep, but it's pretty hard to get used to. and it's a wee bit unfortunate that i wasn't able to hit the target, and my lady friend next to me hit it twice! such an insult &lt;s&gt;demoralized me so much&lt;/s&gt; no not really... hm, with all this activities, ROTC seemed to be worth taking at all. in the mean time, i'll fold my uniform and set it aside 'til next year's first meeting. it's cool to experience that. although i was hit by flying ammo shells squarly in the left cheek thrice, it's all good. i even stole the shell that was at least a near miss to the bull's eye: more of a memorabilia to me. well... that's just about it. maybe if get inspired, i'll post something longer than this. boo-yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116452711079423295?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116452711079423295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116452711079423295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116452711079423295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116452711079423295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-still-have-my-right-shoulder-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116390682523440752</id><published>2006-11-18T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T19:27:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beting around the bush</title><content type='html'>the pas week was just fast. almost a lot of things happened... i finally had the chance to choose which classes to enroll into.. an what luck, i got two of my classes together with my super-pigoy-keanna-franky-bakla friend, &lt;a href="http://lilavis.blogspot.com"&gt;avis&lt;/a&gt; :winkers: hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. i have decided, i will be shifting.. :P i can be fickle-minded at times, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;novemeber's almost over... i can already smell christmas around the corner.. but it'll never be the same, not as colorful as the one behind the eyes of the kid that once was me. well, i'm not expecting any gifts no more... just the realization of what the simple presents the God gave me althrough out the year made me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... with the finals coming up as well... those darn paper works sure are beginning to stack up! well, wish me luck on these!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116390682523440752?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116390682523440752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116390682523440752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116390682523440752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116390682523440752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/11/beting-around-bush.html' title='beting around the bush'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116253919418311207</id><published>2006-11-02T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:33:14.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brafe</title><content type='html'>the whole lasallian community is now grieving for the loss of a great brother. Bro. Rafael Donato, FSC. he passed away yesterday, last seen going for a swim around 2:30pm. his body was found later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was a good brother. i got the chance to know him when i was still in highschool, he was then the president of DLSL. everytime we see him going down from the elevator with his very loyal dog, bravo... we'll go running like there's no tomorrow to get a glimpse of this president of ours. try to snatch his hand and battle the way through other students flocking around him as well. i'll miss him... we'll miss him. i'll remember him as the brother who's always with this big german sheperd going up and down the stage of our centrum and giving endless support to his beloved aspiring lasallians, those like us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how life works, isn't it? one day, there's this person who seems to be almost an insignificant to you. the next day, his gone. it is a cliche to say that one will only realize the value of a person once he or she is gone. never to be seen anymore. well... in the light of this event, it also attempts to prepare us for stronger blows as we tred along in this strenuous paths of ours. you just can't expect what to happen next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the least that we can do is prepare for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116253919418311207?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116253919418311207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116253919418311207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116253919418311207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116253919418311207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/11/brafe.html' title='brafe'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116167970484061717</id><published>2006-10-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T01:48:24.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts pt. 2</title><content type='html'>there are so many things that i wish to do. so many of them, oh i would want to throw this 5-inch thick reviewer for intglos [introduction to global society] and scimatc [chem] and be with my highschool friends who are currently enjoying their well-earned break. mine's a different story. this week's the 7th for this term, which means that it is the midterms week. oh dear trimester, why such suffering? if it wasn't for todays holiday (Happy Eid Al Fitr!), i would have died of all the lectures from our professors. but hey, life's not all about peace and relaxation. it's the constant pressure to step forward that drives us to whatever we pursue. pressure: the cherry on the top of our existence. if not for the challenges that irrate us, life would be dull,  or even worse, monochromatic. absolute - just whites and blacks, no gray areas. i don't want a boring life. so although all these world wars and chemical equations seem to be frustrating... i'll take you on, eventhough all these political theories and nuclear fission appear to be in my dying day... i'll take you on! you think i'm scared? &lt;s&gt;i am&lt;/s&gt; heck no! i just don't know what to do with you. you guys look so interesting yet insignificant to what my course plans me to be... &lt;i&gt;hay...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn GenEds -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116167970484061717?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116167970484061717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116167970484061717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116167970484061717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116167970484061717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-thoughts-pt-2.html' title='random thoughts pt. 2'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116066348848060855</id><published>2006-10-12T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T07:38:45.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY KUYA EARL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116066348848060855?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116066348848060855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116066348848060855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116066348848060855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116066348848060855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-18th-birthday-kuya-earl.html' title=''/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-116023407455161786</id><published>2006-10-07T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:19:01.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crappy</title><content type='html'>this is what happens... when i have not thought of a good topic to write about... ready? and BEGIN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the aftermath after typhoon milenyo which swept through the metro manila was devastating. i could still recall the 12-noon danger hour. the wind was whistling, pebbles are hitting the windows and even glasses are breaking in the roof. that was hell-scary. thank you Lord for making me live. please help those who were affected and relieve them from the pain that they incurred. [pretty late for a short prayer, huh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my first. it took me 2 [and 1/4] bottles of vodka to get all tipsy. haha! it was &lt;a href="http://nunuuu.blogspot.com"&gt;nina&lt;/a&gt;'s bday party that made me do it. before that, geli and i made a promise that i will drink as much as she does, so does geli to me. promises, shrumises. looks like the flavorful bottles got the better of me. and i almost rode a jeepney to qc! haha! if not for my blockmate who fetched me to ride the one going back to taft, God knows maybe i'll get to ateneo &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt; hehe. but i seriously enjoyed the night. thanks, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: what are the phrases that can be formed in these words: taft, wear, green, guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wear taft green guys?&lt;br /&gt;green guys taft wear?&lt;br /&gt;guys taft green wear?&lt;br /&gt;guys guys taft green?&lt;br /&gt;TAFT GUYS WEAR GREEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! last wednesday, the school was flooded with a sea of green [and blue, for those who does not wish to conform. typical] as the pep rally made the animo spirit in the campus soar higher. it feels good to be green. i love this color more now, and i never regretted making those choices for i know that i made the &lt;u&gt;RIGHT&lt;/u&gt; one. neither a ban from the  69th season of the UAAP nor being the only school not being overall champs are irregardless. it's all about the school spirit. sure, the basketball team cheated their way during the previous competitions and who can't ignore that? i'm not resorting to the "since-we're-humans" defence, &lt;s&gt;but then again, maybe i will.&lt;/s&gt; oh c'mon. we moved on, what we care about is the future that is just there with open arms ready to embrace and welcome back the archers that she banished from the tribe of eight. who says we're the only one? somewhere under, you're doing your own dirty things too - THAT you can't deny. you'll never see it 'coz you just don't... i know i'm not much making sense. but this coming season, angry arrows make the sky green, and they will go for the kill of animals (and the naked guy too) to rise from what they had fallen into. i've seen how our team's been practicing every afternoon in the ninth floor while i was doing articles with an upperclassman, and i must say that you'll never  expect what these guys have in store for you all. the bottomline is - la salle will be la salle, you can't change that. we don't care if you call us 'dirty'. we're here to settle the score. and that score is to win - ANIMO LASALLE! :evilgrin: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever imagined running around the football field just for 1 lap? oh i do, but here's the catch: reach each of the four posts &lt;b&gt;UNDER ONE MINUTE&lt;/b&gt;. oh that was so frustrating. that was an exercise given to me by our beloved [read: sarcastic] oic in RO for me to get into the sportsfest team. but, it paid off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;OFFICIAL TIME:&lt;br /&gt;1 minute &lt;s&gt;exact&lt;/s&gt; and two seconds&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty good for me, huh? btw, the oic slashed the 2secs off ^_^ if you're thinking that's a fluke, try checking out how big the football field is... and see for yourself. a 'whoa' reaction would be very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else to say, i dunno. right now, i'm not just feeling the vibes of some people near me. but i will do my best not to care about that. well. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray for me! i finshed my first ever article in tls and, for those who are concerned, you guys should watch out for the october [a.k.a. anniv issue] of the menage! in line with this, i'd like to give my apologies to a person whose name, because of my delayed submissions, will not be put into the issue. it's all my fault and i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sure hope this post is long enough. i got heck a lotta work to do! tooddles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-116023407455161786?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/116023407455161786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=116023407455161786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116023407455161786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/116023407455161786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/10/crappy.html' title='crappy'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-115996145943210330</id><published>2006-10-04T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T04:30:59.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fly</title><content type='html'>this is dedicated to &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had that feeling of someone getting in your world just &lt;s&gt;a LITTLE&lt;/s&gt; (yeah!) too much? well, the next question is, how does it feel. congratulations, you've just entered [insert the name of the desperate stalker here]'s big brother house. continuing my previous post. there would be one thing that you'll totally miss: privacy. it's not that you need to keep everything to yourself, it would be human nature to keep even some things only for you to enjoy, right? picture this: all that you are - your wants, sleeping time, fave movies, memorable moments, even your crush's favorite team for that matter - is being taken in by this person that you don't entirely know. more like getting in your nerves or something like that. sure. [insert the name of the desperate stalker here]'s rebuttal would be, "oh, you see, i'm just trying to be sincere. i want to be your close friend." the usual line. i'm not trying to say anything (however, i think i really do, who's this post kiddin') but by the looks of it, that's not sincerity my dear. let be get this straight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you trying to prove to [insert the name of person  being "stalked" here]? you've been around for some days now, and you're totally freaking [insert the name of person  being "stalked" here] out. i'm not really telling you to get out of [insert the name of person  being "stalked" here] life. but please do. it would be very much appreciated. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just one of those &lt;i&gt;sabaw&lt;/i&gt; post... tsk tsk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-115996145943210330?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/115996145943210330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=115996145943210330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115996145943210330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115996145943210330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/10/fly.html' title='fly'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-115957828576416543</id><published>2006-09-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:04:45.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unfair</title><content type='html'>Thursday, September 28, 2006&lt;br /&gt;i hate you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: this person is getting in your world just a little too much&lt;br /&gt;someone: as in&lt;br /&gt;someone: just don't give this person a damn.&lt;br /&gt;someone: sabihin mo... "nafrefreak out na talaga ako sayo!"&lt;br /&gt;someone: "GO AWAY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Privacy. Individuality. Gawd, do not take these away from me. You’ve already done enough. You already know more than enough. Just stop taking everything I treasure the most in life and making it your own. Do not mess with me. -_- i hate you. you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this post from &lt;a href="http://lilavis.blogspot.com"&gt;avis&lt;/a&gt;' blog. hmm... privacy... i need that right now... whoever that "someone" is talking about certainly has GUTS to bash that person (i think he/she deserves it &lt;i&gt;naman&lt;/i&gt;) well... i'm just here... waiting for my sister to fetch me. haha. laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-115957828576416543?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/115957828576416543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=115957828576416543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115957828576416543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115957828576416543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/09/unfair.html' title='unfair'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-115841745223883606</id><published>2006-09-16T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T07:37:32.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burned</title><content type='html'>i finally found time to to the necessary "adjustments" to the site. and i must say, it is all worth it after all. so, the lay-out is officially DONE! :cheers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marked my very first ROTC session. as expected. my skin tone went down, like, 10 million notches down. i really hate this. do you know the feeling that you got that so-so complexion then suddenly, POOF! gone in  just 2 solid hours of staying up [note: the military form - stand straight, feet together... that shit] under the sun's gentle and caressing rays. argh! even until now, i can still have the feel of the day's training heat. guess what? i'm in the medics unit! it's not something to be proud of but yes, i'm proud of it anyway. the only thing that made me interested to that unit [although it is rumored to be the worst when it comes to physical stuff] is the oh-so flashy uniforms. that's it. a very profound reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was still in fourth year, i really wanted to join the JOCC [note: the junior officers, to those who do not know that]. but thanks to that whatever order, CAT was put on a halt and this ended my dream of punishing my former batchmates under the afternoon sun. well, i'm pretty much of a saddist you know. anyway. i really wanted to try this training out. wko knows, i might end up learning things i never expected and even do things that i am not ought to do. in the mean time, i could settle with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commander: MEDICS, SOUND OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medics unit: medics, no casualties, hoo-hah! &lt;br /&gt;me: [wee!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. just kiddin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that feeling that you still need something that you can't easily have? i think i do. it's hard even to think of what it is. i'll just figure this out by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS to &lt;a href="http://muteshrill.multiply.com"&gt;krizzie&lt;/a&gt;'s CAUSE 2006! i bet that it a certified success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now second term begins at my school. and i can see even just now that it's an entirely different ball game. you really have to focus if you really want to reach the top. i have 2 terror profs [in intglos/fwdance], a "father-type" one, a id102/lasalipista prof, a &lt;i&gt;lolo&lt;/i&gt; and a doctor. haha. what a combination. well, wish US luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what good ol' Cicero has said, "we are all motivated by a keen desire for praise, and the better a man is, the more he is inspired to glory." with an ounce of bravery and a whole lotta determination and  effort. i know that i can get through &lt;s&gt;all&lt;/s&gt;most of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-115841745223883606?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/115841745223883606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=115841745223883606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115841745223883606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115841745223883606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/09/burned.html' title='burned'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-115814109818543114</id><published>2006-09-13T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T02:51:38.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>under construKtion</title><content type='html'>i am fully aware that the columns are not aligned but please bear with me. i'll work with this over the weekend! thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-115814109818543114?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/115814109818543114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=115814109818543114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115814109818543114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115814109818543114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/09/under-construktion.html' title='under constru&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;tion'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-115753145529408227</id><published>2006-09-06T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T01:30:55.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking ahead</title><content type='html'>+ 09.06.06 [wednesday] = BA meeting, dlsu&lt;br /&gt;+ 09.07.06 [thursday] = i.s. mass dance, dlsl&lt;br /&gt;+ 09.08.06 [friday] = nica's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;+ 09.09.06 [saturday] = jb44 batch '05-'06 GIA, lipa&lt;br /&gt;+ 09.10.06 [sunday] = UAAP cheerdance, araneta coliseum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... looks like i have so many things to do this term break after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-115753145529408227?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/115753145529408227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=115753145529408227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115753145529408227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115753145529408227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/09/looking-ahead.html' title='looking ahead'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33514684.post-115716673197073635</id><published>2006-09-01T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:12:11.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>Success is a lousy teacher. It seduces smart people into thinking they can't lose. &lt;i&gt;--Bill Gates&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this rich guy said it right. and i believe in it now. after three months of freshman college, finally it beared something - faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord for giving me the strenght to believe [sounds familiar, though] in You in pursuing Your greater glory. thank You for all the people who were there for me in times of despair. thank You for granting me the only thing i have wished for and brought along two more. i am more than thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the course card distribution. i quickly rushed to the chapel to stop by and see Him. the next blessing was text message regarding the BA Meeting. i was appointed to my desired position. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third blessing only a few know of, but this is the most important for me. in times of financial incapacity to sustain me in such a university, it came like the savior in a movie that gets me in the nick of time. and with that, i am also thinking of shifting. yes, i am not contented anymore with what i have for i know in myself that i can surely do better in another course. may God guide me in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to me while i went to yet another hiatus? well let's just say i did everything i must do first before anything else. the key to success is the will power that drives a person to it. at the end of the day, you'll realize that everything you gained is actually the things that you sacrificed and worked hard for before. there are so many things that i wish to tell more of. but time is running out, and fast. in just a couple of minutes i'll be leaving taft for a week-long vacation in batangas, my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty wierd, i can't believe it's happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it surely is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33514684-115716673197073635?l=sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/feeds/115716673197073635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33514684&amp;postID=115716673197073635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115716673197073635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33514684/posts/default/115716673197073635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixduckinggonuts.blogspot.com/2006/09/thankful.html' title='thankful'/><author><name>Arik A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044018837731855446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
