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  <title>My cup of coffee</title>
  <subtitle>Measuring out my life with more than just coffee spoons</subtitle>
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    <name>Aby</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-14T13:42:29Z</updated>
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    <title>Back, for a while</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T13:42:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T13:42:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes, it's been a pretty stressful month for all of us, but at least we're still alive somehow.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abyjune28:8946</id>
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    <title>Friends, Romans, countrymen...</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T13:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T13:42:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a new blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theabyluff.co.cc"&gt;http://theabyluff.co.cc&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abyjune28:8491</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Sick Day</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T03:15:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-09T04:59:25Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your favorite thing about being sick?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=347'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=347"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Honestly? &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The free food. &lt;/b&gt;Not the hospital food, that is - that’s never free. The free food comes from the visitors. They would usually bring healthy food like fruits and the like to supplement the hospital food that you eat. Yumyum.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The flowers, balloon, etc. &lt;/b&gt;The &lt;i&gt;free food &lt;/i&gt;usually comes with a basket of flowers (sometimes with heart-shaped balloons) to give the sick person a nice view to look at every once in a while.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The visitors (and the stories they share). &lt;/b&gt;Sometimes, your being sick calls for a [much needed] family reunion. The more interesting part is the “storytelling” part - they tell you about all the events and happenings that have occurred (and missed out) during your entire stay in the hospital.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Related to that is &lt;b&gt;the [almost] undivided attention that you get from everyone. &lt;/b&gt;You’re the top priority because you’re sick. Everyone asks you, “How are you feeling now?” They would [usually] get you the things that would help you recover (read: your cravings - i.e. chocolates, some random fruit). They would help you get to the lavatory just because you can’t get yourself to do it on your own.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The fact that nobody’s so mean as to make you do [strenuous] work and get mad at you. &lt;/b&gt;Who would be so ill-tempered that he/she would make the poor sick you cross? You’ve got nothing to do but to rest and be fed and be taken care of.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But, &lt;i&gt;honestly&lt;/i&gt;, these are the things that I loathe about getting sick.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The things that you can do are limited. &lt;/b&gt;Knowing that your one hand is attached to dextrose, you surely couldn’t do &lt;i&gt;all &lt;/i&gt;the things that you used to enjoy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The things that you missed out. &lt;/b&gt;Just because you are sick, you don’t get to attend this-and-that’s party, and you simply &lt;i&gt;have &lt;/i&gt;to absent yourself in your classes! That’s sick!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The fact that you’re sick.&lt;/b&gt; It’s loathsome enough, you know that well.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thank you, God!</title>
    <published>2008-04-04T13:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-04T13:47:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Some things to thank God for:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;JOBIE'S TOP 1 AGAIN! Plus, he got the Academic Excellence Award in Language, Science, Mathematics, and Filipino. WHEW! He's going to get five medals (and five certificates, too, I guess) on Monday, their recognition day. Congratulations Meni! :)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I PASSED ALL MY SUBJECTS! Haha, I really should, or else, my scholarship would be forfeited (noo!). I don't have the &lt;em&gt;exact grades &lt;/em&gt;as of the moment, because the online viewing of grades starts tomorrow. :P&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Our family had a grand time at the mall tonight. After we celebrated the 1st Friday mass and the Holy Hour, we went to RP to eat (hurray for Shakey's!) and play at Timezone! Haha! Jobie sure had a workout there. :P&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That's it for now, I guess.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS. Welcome back Yanni! :D I guess by the time that you get to read this, you're back to higher civilization! :P Hope you had a grand time in the province. :3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PPS. I'm already starting to read my Accounting book (thanks to Yanni :D) and it's quite interesting! I'm excited, and I hope to get a great Acc 10 teacher. :) BTW, I have summer class. It's only one subject though. I hope to get an A in my ITM 11 class, because I'll be having my &lt;em&gt;undivided attention &lt;/em&gt;to it this summer. Tee-hee. #&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: The Things We Carry</title>
    <published>2008-03-29T11:57:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T12:06:17Z</updated>
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  Let's see... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's a school day, the necessities are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My identification card&lt;/b&gt;. I have no idea why my school &lt;i&gt;confines &lt;/i&gt;our identity in a piece of plastic. ERR. My ID is a gate pass sorty. Without it, I'll be put on hold [order].&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My umbrella&lt;/b&gt;. Rain or shine, it stays inside my bag. Well, you'll never know when the rain will pour. Besides, it is really handy during hot summer days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;A ballpen or two&lt;/b&gt;. I think I always have to have a pen inside my bag (or pocket). Maybe I've been trained by Blue Heights (my HS official school paper, my club/organization) to always have a pen and paper ready, in case of occurrence of &lt;i&gt;news&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My wallet and coin purse&lt;/b&gt;. *Cue in knowing looks and "duh's"*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My filecase&lt;/b&gt;. I always carry it with me even though 90% of its content isn't really needed. HAHA! My filecase keeps highly-important papers and other stuff (syllabus, long exams, picture(s), schedule...) and keeps them neatly filed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notebooks, books, and readings&lt;/b&gt;. BUT. OF. COURSE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My cellphone&lt;/b&gt;. Communication is highly highly important. Did I say it's very important?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My rosary&lt;/b&gt;. Ever since GS/HS, I've been keeping a rosary in my bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The others&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;When it's a regular day (and I mean, &lt;i&gt;gala &lt;/i&gt;day), it's usually cut down to the ID, umbrella, wallet, and cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUZZAH! x)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abyjune28:7815</id>
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    <title>How to be OVERLY popular overnight</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T11:20:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T14:24:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Everything popular is wrong&lt;/i&gt;.” -Oscar Wilde&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually easy - make your grammar &lt;strike&gt;straight&lt;/strike&gt; crooked, and you're sure to get a million hits on YouTube in just one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how Janina San Miguel (Binibining Pilipinas 2008 - Q&amp;amp;A Portion), Valentina Hasan (Ken Lee - a &lt;i&gt;new &lt;/i&gt;version of Mariah Carey's "Without You") and Alyssa Alano (Keys Me - a &lt;i&gt;distorted &lt;/i&gt;version of "Kiss Me" by Sixpence None The Richer) became instant hits with their infamous gaffes. They have been the talk of the town for so long, and their songs (words, in San Miguel's case) are part of almost everyone's LSS (Last Song Syndrome) playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;typical &lt;/i&gt;initial reaction after viewing the videos is, of course, is insuppressible laughter. Who wouldn't let out a chuckle to their unforgivable boo-boos? Some people could have even thought that they could have done better if they were in the person's place. Some could have even said that they could answer the million peso question without batting an eyelash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next reaction would be the typical reaction of the critics and the wise consumers: what the [supply appropriate word] is happening to the [select one: world/continent/country/city/English skills of these people]?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="inputgroup-left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/punquinheads/pink/dizzy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we realize this, we stop seeing the whole thing as a joke to talk about during coffee breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We start to ponder, what has gone wrong? Those gaffes do not only humiliate the ones who committed them; perhaps, those gaffes, too, reflect the [in]capabilities of the Filipinos in general. For every additional insult posted in YouTube, every Filipino is subtly mocked and belittled by the world. Oh shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should &lt;i&gt;start&lt;/i&gt; seeing those videos as eye-openers that would show us the situation that we are currently in. At the end of the day, it's no laughing matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who are still &lt;i&gt;laughing&lt;/i&gt;... PLEASE. GET. OVER. IT. NOW.</content>
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    <title>HURRAH FOR summer</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T11:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T13:29:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>LSS - Ken Lee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">[I'm putting 'summer' on small caps because half of my summer days are going to be spent in school. Oh well, at least I don't get &lt;i&gt;bored&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;or anything at home.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yays, it's vacation time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;G I V E&amp;nbsp; M E&amp;nbsp; M Y&amp;nbsp; B R E A K&amp;nbsp; N O W .&amp;nbsp; T H A N K&amp;nbsp; Y O U .&lt;br /&gt;[I'm too tired to make a lengthy post on today's highlights. Augh, maybe if I have time. AND PATIENCE and MEMORY to do so.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;PS. Our Fil online mag is up and running. Visit it at http://geocities.com/repleksyonmagazine. :) If in case the one at Geocities.com says that the webbie is currently unavailable, you can still visit our site through Freewebs.com at http://freewebs.com/repleksyonmagazine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>PS-ing (this time, for school)</title>
    <published>2008-03-24T10:43:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T10:43:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/7835/repleksyongifhb5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover photo for our online magazine, if my groupmates would OK the title. :P &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>My Name: My Purpose [EDITED]</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T08:50:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T13:56:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Don't Give Up (You Are Loved) - Josh Groban</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What’s in a name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name – it has been with me ever since I first opened my eyes to see the world. It represents who I am, and it bears (and bares) my identity. My first name, which might seem to be a mere string of eleven letters to others, is powerful – commanding even – for it carries with it an essential element of my life: my purpose. How could it be possible, you might think, that a name could reveal a person’s purpose in life and eventually bestow upon him the fulfillment that he deserves? It’s simple – live out your name’s meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there must be a reason why my name is Abygail June (and not any other name like, say, Bernadette or Sylvia or Catherine) – aside from the fact that my parents named me as such. My name Abygail means “source of joy,” and the name June always calls to mind the festivities and joys of getting married since June is the month of marriages. It’s a beautiful thought to know that I am a source of joy, a fountain of happiness, a well of gladness. But another thought crossed my mind: how can I always be a source of joy for others? There is no doubt that I have to actually do something in order to serve my purpose well (my mere presence wouldn’t suffice, of course). Perhaps, I could start with something that I enjoy doing – observing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best things in life are free, they say, and happiness is one of those priceless treasures. I find my happiness by simply observing the things around me. I take pleasure in amusing (and amazing) sights that people don’t usually notice. For example, for some reason, I feel happy whenever I see the Orion’s belt at night (it’s a three-star constellation that forms a straight line and it’s so unique that you can easily see it during a cloudless night). I take pride at the thought that I can actually identify the Orion’s belt in the midst of countless stars in the universe (keep this as a secret between you and me, the Orion’s belt is the only constellation that I really know). By observing, too, I am able to keep boredom away. Say, I am waiting for the train to arrive at the LRT station, since the last train left a few seconds just before I got to the waiting area, I have no other choice but to patiently wait for the next train. Instead of endlessly whining about why I wasn’t able to catch the train or think about the appointment that would start in fifteen minutes, I would take the opportunity by having a good look at the people around me. I notice their clothing – most of them in uniform or in corporate attire since they are heading for their schools or offices –and their faces – some are excited, some are tired and weary, and the rest of them have blank faces – and then I think to myself, it’s amazing how, even for a short span of time, these people from all over the city (myself included) from all walks of life get together at the same place and time. That seemingly ordinary experience of riding a train reminds me that no matter who we are or what we have achieved during our lifetime, we are all on the same pilgrimage called life. It amazes me, until now, how these observations enable me to learn life’s little lessons bit by bit. My goal now is to be able to guide others as they discover these lessons by helping them see these beautiful (yet hidden) realities of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness easily comes to me because I find joy in simple things. I want to make others happy, to be a better source of joy by helping them find beauty in all things and opening them up to even more fountains of happiness. When I fulfill this goal, it is only then that I will be able to live up to the meaning of my name and only then will I be able to feel a sense of completion that somehow, through little acts and simple things, I was able to bring a smile to the world.</content>
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    <title>These, I love.</title>
    <published>2008-03-19T14:19:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-19T14:24:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flowers, FLOWERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://img329.imageshack.us/img329/8333/picture20043bk8.jpg" style="width: 477px; height: 358px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really adore/like/love flowers - I could actually study Botany if not for those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other unnecessary terms &lt;/span&gt;that I am not willing to memorize. If only Botany in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;Ateneo is all about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plant appreciation&lt;/span&gt;, I wouldn't have any doubts about choosing it for my NatSci this sem - but it isn't like that, so NO Botany class for me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suuuper thank yooou to Yanni for ze flowers. :3 It really brightened up my day, especially that it was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; for me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang cute, pink din yung damit ko nung araw na yun. &lt;/span&gt;:P (&lt;font size="2" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 Mar 08 - A year after SN1&lt;/font&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My English-slash-Lit blockmates (R39).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="texttop" src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/8861/dsc00110smallhe5.jpg" style="width: 476px; height: 355px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're a wacky bunch of people - sometimes boisterous, sometimes quiet, but all the time witty and wacky! They're my &lt;i&gt;second home&lt;/i&gt;, and I love them because they are fun to be with. I will miss the MWF critical analysis during Lit class and the group projects in En class. Almost everyone's in the picture except &lt;b&gt;Jackie&lt;/b&gt;... and where could &lt;b&gt;Gigoy &lt;/b&gt;be? (&lt;i&gt;Hmm... he was even making side comments a while ago... but anyway..&lt;/i&gt;) I'll miss these people - see you around everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss Ma'am de Pano &amp;amp; Sir Serrano, too! (SPOT OUR PROF IN THE PIC! Hint: The one you are to look for is our male teacher. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, this is the last year that we will be having our English and Literature classes so I'll definitely miss this class. Things to look forward to before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;parting ways - 1) Lit finals and 2) the two productions of R39 (plus the party after? c:)! (&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19 Mar 08, last formal class in Lit14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are lalalooooove.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>A Random Quiz Result</title>
    <published>2008-03-12T08:58:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T09:00:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Symphony of My Rumbling Tummy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/1002.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;h3 title="You are 10:02 a.m." class="n_tout_hdr"&gt;You are 10:02 a.m.&lt;/h3&gt; 		You are breakfasty, like a pile of pancakes on a Sunday morning that have just the right amount of syrup, so every bite is sweet perfection and not a soppy mess. You are a glass of orange juice that's cool, refreshing, and not overly pulpy. You are the time of day that's just right for turning the pages of a newspaper, flipping through channels, or clicking around online to get a sense of how the world changed during the night. You don't want to stumble sleepily through life, so you make a real effort to wake your brain up and get it thinking. You feel inspired to accomplish things (whether it's checking something off your to-do list or changing the world), but there's plenty of time for making things happen later in the day. First, pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM... pancakes. :9 If I'd have more free time, I'd make them myself. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>HoorAy for A!</title>
    <published>2008-03-08T14:18:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-08T14:21:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really like pleasant surprises - as in &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That A in my argumentative research paper for En 12 was/is highly surprising. I didn't quite expect to have a &lt;i&gt;high &lt;/i&gt;grade for my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But still, hooorAAAy! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More papers, orals, tests to come, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But still...! Good job, self! *pats back*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Other &lt;i&gt;pleasant &lt;/i&gt;surprises are welcome, too. :)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abyjune28:5648</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: It's Hard to Describe</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T04:02:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:32:46Z</updated>
    <category term="difficult to describe"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is one thing you struggle to describe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=306'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=306"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
      For me, one thing that's VERY, &lt;i&gt;very &lt;/i&gt;difficult to describe is the &lt;b&gt;feeling of &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;e&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;u&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;h&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;o&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;r&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you feel something &lt;i&gt;exploding &lt;/i&gt;inside of you, that you feel the need to just let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's highly exciting, &lt;i&gt;nakakakilig &lt;/i&gt;sometimes, and you just can't help but grin from ear-to-ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYA! :D</content>
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    <title>My blogS' history</title>
    <published>2008-02-23T13:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:33:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sana magkaroon ng &lt;i&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt; na theme ang WP para hindi ko siya iwan. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or sana kasi, libre lang ang pag-edit ng template. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang cute kasi ng template dito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may DUCK. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a blog-nomad. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had lots of blogs, excluding some dummy-turned-secret blogs, all over the Netizen world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first blog was hosted in Friendster blogs. I deleted it already, so don't bother anymore to Google it. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was http://abyjune28.blogspot.com. I got tired of it - particularly the URL - and I wanted a new &lt;i&gt;blog life&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I created another one - http://juicy-orange.blogspot.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came http://bitter-turned-sweetchocolate.blogspot.com (I liked the idea that my URL had something chocolate-y in it, HAHA, and I actually got &lt;i&gt;a bit envious&lt;/i&gt; of Yanni's URL ChocoFudge, so there. XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not contented still, I created even MOOORE blogs - I can't even remember their URLs, they are too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also created this one, my LJ. It's first purpose, actually, was to connect with the BH community, since back then, I was perfectly in looove with BitterSweetChoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh yes, I even &lt;i&gt;semi-&lt;/i&gt;maintained a blog in Multiply!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Macky tagged me with her WP blog link. I checked out WP's features and all and I instantly liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can actually guess what happened next. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current blog, http://childlikeinnocence.wordpress.com was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also liked the fact that I could &lt;i&gt;easily &lt;/i&gt;transfer my posts - and comments! - to WP. Adjusting to the new interface was pretty easy, so for some time, I kept on blogging on WP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, at the peak of status hiatus and writer's-block moments, my WP blog isn't getting any better. -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my cutesy LJ is getting all the updates! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owwgeez. NOMADness? Not yet sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That duck on top really has an effect on me, I know it&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>Train of thoughts</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T12:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:33:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;There are some things that you'd rather not believe in to forget past hurts and deny the fact that the truth isn't actually pleasing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You'd rather make a fool of yourself and live in a world of make-believe to make numb that aching heart of yours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It hurts to know that at your lowest point, the ones you need most aren't there to support you. It's as if all the while, all your effort to make them happy is worth nothing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choo-choo, there goes my train of thoughts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a small chance that they are going to read this so... the train is moving towards its next destination.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHOO-CHOO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm back from the hospital.</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T08:14:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:34:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*&lt;i&gt;I'm putting this here so that less (close) people can read. Teehee. &amp;gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Anyway, yes, I just came back from the hospital. Nice timing - it's Hearts' Day today! Yippee! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got infected with German measles (or rubella) just because my niece Denise (okaaay) had it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang gusto ko lang sabihin, well, nalungkot lang ako kasi no one in my block cared. Well, except for really close friends that is. I mean, no one cared to inform me about how are the lessons going, what things are to be done and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might, I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;might &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;be even surprised if I get a note in my locker, saying "Get Well Soon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyvm to Yanni for visiting me. :D</content>
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    <title>Start of something new?</title>
    <published>2008-02-03T07:11:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:34:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm trying out Windows Live Writer - it's a &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;cutesy program for blogging. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Link [&lt;a href="http://get.live.com/writer/features" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I better get started with my paperS. It's Sunday already and I haven't done anything for acads yet. Argsh. It's the &lt;em&gt;Sagala &lt;/em&gt;thing again - I had to cut 100++ feathers for our dear float. I hope we win - or at least, I hope that we get to finish and finally get through with the parade.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do watch us! Our section, Fil 12 JJ, will be the first float in line (in the student category) and we'll be presenting Ibong Adarna. The Sagala will be from Gate 3 to Bellarmine Field (of the Ateneo), presentations will be held at the Bellarmine Field. The event is on Friday, 08 February 2008, from 4 PM to 8 PM. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gotta go, buhbye. :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>:D</title>
    <published>2008-01-27T02:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:34:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back to my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;h&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; old self. :D&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Blank</title>
    <published>2008-01-26T13:15:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:35:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight I can write the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;saddest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; lines,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;when the &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;blue &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;skies become &lt;font size="5" color="#000080"&gt;bluer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the night extends infinitely to a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lonesome&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; slumber.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abyjune28:3522</id>
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    <title>Arrrrgh (times 10 to the 23rd power).</title>
    <published>2008-01-25T14:09:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:35:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If ITM was hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;i&gt;recently-concluded&lt;/i&gt;, tear-jerking, brain-wrecking, banana-splitting (haha) Math 19 midterm exam is the [PEN]ULTIMATE examination in the Ateneo universe (weeeeeeeheeeeeeeeeeeee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departmental exams are really bloody. &lt;i&gt;Walang sinabi ang Mina LTs! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preparing the battle plan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days (and hours, even), I kept on studying my lessons for the midterms. I even got a copy of last year's midterm exam to practice and prepare myself for &lt;i&gt;doomsday&lt;/i&gt;. Last year's test is manageable - meaning with/without time limit, it is possible to answer [almost] all questions without having to endure a brain drain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help lighten up the burden of studying Math alone, I had to have people to accompany me in answering the problems. My blockmates and I spent our break times comparing answers and we were quite, quite happy that we had the same answers. Yanni would help out in the more difficult questions, even sharing to me their class' quizzes (which were difficult all the same).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the front line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the questionnaires were given out, I briefly went through the questions, thinking, &lt;i&gt;Hmm, this looks easy. Okay, go! &lt;/i&gt;But as popular belief would say, &lt;i&gt;looks can be deceiving&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, the first half was easy. The limits part was a breeze. And so are the other numbers in the first half (erm, unfortunately, I can't really remember the questions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half, however, was like... ARRRRGH (&lt;i&gt;in layman's terms, 'How am I going to solve this question?' + 'Am I really going to need this in real life???&lt;/i&gt;').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that we were only given 2 hours to answer the test (a.k.a. to endure hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equation of the day therefore is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A + B + C + D = !@#$%^&amp;amp;*()_+=-&amp;gt;&amp;lt; where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="403" height="256" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="1" border="0" align="left" summary=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;time pressure&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;B&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;brain drain&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;C&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;terror teachers' killer questions&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;major headache&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="left"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()_+=-&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="left"&gt;an "F" in the Math 19 midterms&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only means, goodbye A. OUCH.</content>
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    <title>Arrrrgh.</title>
    <published>2008-01-24T02:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:36:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Really. ARRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an hour ago, I took the ITM Diagnostic Test. (BTW, the ITM 11 subject [Computer Applications in Business] is a prerequisite for my Accounting subjects next year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was HELL - slightly colder, though, since we were &lt;i&gt;trapped &lt;/i&gt;for an hour and a half inside an air-conditioned computer laboratory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part was easy. I've been used to the functions in MS Word, so that wasn't a big problem (good thing I was able to review the new topics beforehand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part was waaaaaaay easier. The MS PowerPoint test was a piece of cake. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part was the hell[est] part. EXCEL. I've been using it for years now, especially during the summer when Dad would assign the bookkeeping-encoding job to me. Encoding would be okay, but the diagnostic test required us to know at least &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; about functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know how to use the ******* function. Arrgh. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;All in all, I wasn't able to answer questions worth 24 points, so the highest score that I could get is... 76 points! (That is, if I get the rest of the answers right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me even more is that my blockmate said that we need to get a high score for one to be considered SATISFACTORY (meaning you could skip the summer classes part and the paying of *kaching kaching* and you could opt to take up advance subjects to lighten the 2nd year load).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T 76 HIGH? Like you got 75% + 1??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; summer course. I'd rather study Mandarin than &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;. I can learn computer easily, promise. ;))</content>
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    <title>Dear Friendly Friends:</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T06:11:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:36:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some random oldies song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Do drop by my (other) blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://childlikeinnocence.wordpress.com"&gt;http://childlikeinnocence.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cxlv: I think it was about time to clear up old posts. Deleting is such a beautimous process of starting anew. :)</content>
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    <title>I should be doing something else, but yeah.</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T06:08:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T06:32:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some random oldies song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week - and the following weeks - are going to be deadly. There are lots of requirements to submit and deadlines to KILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck, the Internet is a very, very good distraction. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be really studying for my upcoming Calculus exams (a long test on Tuesday and the midterms on Friday night). &lt;i&gt;I just couldn't believe that I'll be studying a whole math notebook (100 sheets, yes) just for the midterms. &lt;/i&gt;I mean, 1 notebook = 1/2 of the second sem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be starting, too, with my first (and hopefully, the last) draft of my English paper. I don't know how to start, though, and that's quite bothering me because the deadline of this draft is on Monday next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE GEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are these teensy-bitsy others like the ITM Diagnostic Exam (that I &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;want to pass &lt;strike&gt;to avoid paying extra kaching-kaching to the ever-rich A-school that I love anyway&lt;/strike&gt;), lab reports (Physics isn't love, I know), and presentations (like the one for Filipino 12 where we have to edit a novelty song &lt;strike&gt;and do some creative presentation like, erm, singing&lt;/strike&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me that I have to go back to my scholarly self and STOP. BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;i&gt;like right now.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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