<?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-12496880</id><updated>2011-12-01T21:18:21.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Take-Out Counter</title><subtitle type='html'>Come, eat and relax.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-115444370222397374</id><published>2006-08-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:51:46.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malipas ang Tatlumpung Oras ng Pagdadalamhati.</title><content type='html'>Hindi na yata kita mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati, oo. Pero ngayon, ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung bakit at kung papano. Basta hindi na yata kita mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati rati, atat na atat akong pumunta ng school upang makita ka. Yung tipong pag dilat ng mga mata ko, ikaw agad ang naiisip ko. May mga panahong gigising ako at tinatamad pumasok, pero kapag naiisip kita, maiisip ko na wag na lang mag-cut.&lt;br /&gt;Dati rati, sa mga panahong break time natin ay nagkikita tayo sa tagpuan. Masaya talaga ang mga panahong iyon. Yung mga sulyap ko sa iyo at mga ngiti mo sa akin. Basta kapag kapiling kita, minsan nga parang ayoko nang umalis sa tagpuan. Masaya ka kasing kasama. Palatawa, palabiro, minsan corny pero ok lang din.&lt;br /&gt;Naalala mo pa ba nung pinakilala mo ako sa mga kaibigan mo? Oo, aaminin ko na nawala ang aking pagka-extrovert sa panahong iyon. Akalain mo ba naman, ang dami mong kaibigan! Aba, Miss Popular ka ata. Parang lahat nakakakilala sa iyo. Lahat, kilala mo.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ating pagsasama, yung pakikitungo ko siguro sa iyong mga kaibigan ang pinakamahirap. Iba-iba kasi sila. Iba't iba ang hilig, ang trip, course, favorite color at depenisyon ng "what is love?". Mahirap kasing makiangkop sa ganun. Siyempre, kailangan kong iba-ibahin ang aking style ng pakikipag-usap sa mga kaibigan mo. Buti naman at naging sobrang close tayo pati na mga kaibigan mo.&lt;br /&gt;Dati rati, mahal kita. Sa iyo umikot ang mundo ko. Parang ngang hindi tayo magkahiwalay. Sabi nga ng mga blockmates ko, parang sa iyo na lang daw ang oras ko. Paano ba naman, ikaw ay ako at ako naman ay ikaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, may mga bagay na sadyang nagbabago kahit gaano man natin itong pigilan na mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, hindi na. Minsan nababagot na ako kapag nagkikita tayo. Sumasagi nga sa isip ko kung makikipagkita sa iyo eh. Minsan, nakakapagod mag-antay sa tagpuan. Maghintay at umasa. Itong dalawang 'to ang pinakaayaw ko sa relasyon. Minsan kasi, nauuwi sa wala.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, parang kakaiba na ang turing sa akin ng mga kaibigan mo. Hindi sa sila yung dati. Ibang iba na. Hindi ko alam kung sila nga ba o baka ako lang. Kapag nagkikita kami sa school, iniiwasan ko sila. Hindi ko na sila kasi trip eh. Hindi na sila masayang kasama. Hindi na &lt;strong&gt;sila&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana naman maintindihan mo. Eto na, nilabas ko na lahat ng aking saloobin. Alam kong magagalit ka, pero bahala na. Pwede pa naman tayong maging kaibigan lang, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shete. Kailangan ko na ng TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-115444370222397374?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/115444370222397374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=115444370222397374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115444370222397374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115444370222397374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/08/malipas-ang-tatlumpung-oras-ng.html' title='Malipas ang Tatlumpung Oras ng Pagdadalamhati.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-115262151500452151</id><published>2006-07-11T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:51:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me...</title><content type='html'>...or the world is getting a little bit pervert-ish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatawa yung class ko sa Hi165 last wednesday. Nagpapakita si Ma'am Habana ng mga pictures ng mga artifacts from pre-Hispanic times. Isa sa mga ito ay ang Maranao trumpo. Basta, para siyang trumpo pero exag ang size. Tapos medyo phallic pa ang form, kasi parang mushroom. Nagtawanan kami ni Tina nung makita namin ang picture. Ok na sana kaya lang biglang humirit si Ma'am ng&lt;br /&gt;" The Maranao males would play with their tops all day long. Some of the tops are big, huge and scary."&lt;br /&gt;haha. panalo.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;Kanina habang naglalakad ako papuntang Cervini, may nakita akong couple sa PDA benches sa Berchmans. Parang ang kakaiba ng kanilang position kasi ang guy, nakaharap sa hallway tapos yung girl, nakasandal sa guy pero nasa harap yung isa niyang kamay. Gets? Parang nakaipit yung kamay na yun sa side nung guy. Tapos habang papalapit na ako, nakita ko na gumagalawe yung kamay ng girl. Yun pala, tinitrace niya yung nipple ng guy ng kanyang pointing finger. Woots. Congratulations sa inyo. Welcome to puberty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-115262151500452151?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/115262151500452151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=115262151500452151&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115262151500452151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115262151500452151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-it-just-me.html' title='Is it just me...'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-115165906987785668</id><published>2006-06-30T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:17:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bes (Ayee)! Hindi ka nag-iisa.</title><content type='html'>Nakakainis ngayon ang Ph101 ko. Nasa likuran lang naman kami ni James sa CTC105. Ok lang sana kung 30 lang kami dun. Uhm, ISANGDAAN lang naman kami. Pwede na ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo nakakadepress lang kasi nung unang dalawang beses na nagphilo kami, nasa nerd seats kami ni James. Pero isang iglap lang, shweng! wala na kami dun. Tila isang magandang alaala na lang ang mga upuan na yun.&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis kasi ganadong ganado pa naman ako sa Philo. Akalain mo ba naman, kahit 4 na readings pa lang ang ipinapabasa sa amin, umaabot na ata ako sa walo. Tsaka nanghihiram pa ako sa library ng mga "Qu'est-ce que le philosophique antique?" , "Concepts and Thoughts in Ancient Philosophy" tsaka "Aristotle". Hindi required ang mga 'to. Trip ko lang basahin. Hobby, kumbaga. Naks, iba talaga kapag magmiminor in Philo. O di kaya epekto lang to ng walang TV sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabasa ko sa book ang "Philosophy and the Just Man" by Manny Dy (prof ko). Sinabi niya dun ang relasyon ng justice at love. Sabi niya, justice is the least form of love and that love must prevail over justice. Ata. Basta parang ganun. Kaya habang nakaupo ako sa likod, tinitingnan ko si Manny Dy at tinatanong ko siya (telepathically, of course) kung nasaan ang katarungan dito ngayon? Bakit kung sino pa yung sumeseryoso sa subject, ay siyang nakaupo sa likod. Habang ang mga nasa harap ay sangkatutak na estudyanteng hindi nakikinig, nagdadaldalan lamang at nagtatawanan. Quoting James, "Why do patapon students get good random numbers, good seats, etc." Haay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahapon, binalikan namin ang lesson ng "When do we philosophize?" at isa dun ay ang "Limit Situations". Sabi dito, we cannot control the situations we are in yet we can control our response to it. This makes us reflect on the meaning of life and aim to make our lives more meaningful. Yan yung main point ng mga existentialist philosophers (Pano ko nalaman? Nagbabasa ako ng philosophy books for a hobby, di ba?).&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko, ang nangyari sa amin ni James ay tugmang-tugma sa Limit Situations. Wala na kaming magagawa sa nangyari ngunit may pwede pa kaming gawin para sa buong taon. Naisip ko, challenge din ang nasa likod kasi mas napapafocus ka at mas napapaconcentrate ka. Sabi ko, kung totoong gusto ko ang Philosophy, hindi importante kung nasan ako nag-aaral nito. Pwede nga sa hindi aircon na room. Ang mas mahalaga ay yung natututo ka. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mahal ko na ata ang Philo. Nabasa ko lang naman ang 80++ pages ng readings na required in two hours! Pwede na ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya, Ph101, humanda ka. Magtutuos tayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-115165906987785668?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/115165906987785668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=115165906987785668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115165906987785668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115165906987785668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/06/bes-ayee-hindi-ka-nag-iisa.html' title='Bes (Ayee)! Hindi ka nag-iisa.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-115055078304387395</id><published>2006-06-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:26:23.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>naku, magfifirst day funk na sa lunes. pero hindi ko pa nafefeel ang going-to-school hype.&lt;br /&gt;sobrang busy din ako nung summer kaya hindi pa ako nakaupdate. tsaka tinatamad pa akong gumawa ng matinong entry.&lt;br /&gt;DL sem starts on monday!&lt;br /&gt;ready? go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-115055078304387395?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/115055078304387395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=115055078304387395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115055078304387395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/115055078304387395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/06/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114717506557922038</id><published>2006-05-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:49:32.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang simula ng aking araw</title><content type='html'>haay. grabe ang summer classes. sobrang bilis. hindi na rin ako nakapagblog for some time. Update: WALA AKONG GAGAWIN THIS WEEK. But, BUT, 3 LT ko sa susunod na lunes at tuesday. Haaay. Je suis occupe! But I enjoy my classes, so I guess that would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan ko nang talagang mag-isip ng strategy upang makagising nang maaga. 9am start ng class ko, at usually, 8am ko sineset ang alarm ng aking selepono. Pero, nakakatatlong snooze ako kaya 830 na ako nagigising. Kahit alam kong kailangan kong magmadali para hindi maleyt, hindi pa talaga ako makatayo sa kama. Nakakalimang minuto ata ako sa pagtutunganga sa kisame. Tapos, pupunta ako sa aking closet at iisipin kung ano susuotin. Medyo napapatagal din ako dito at kung hindi pa talaga ako makapagdesisyon, maliligo muna ako. Sa banyo ako nag-iisip kung aling damit ang susuotin ko. Mabilis lang ako maligo, except kung hindi ako naligo the night before, kasi mahirap tanggalin ang wax sa buhok ko. Kaya, hindi mabula ang shampoo. Medyo naiinis ako kapag nangyayari 'to kasi ayoko ng feeling ng hindi mabulang shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag fresh na ako, paplantsahin ko pa ang damit ko tsaka magdedeodorant, cotton buds, wax, cologne at toothbrush. Kapag 855 na, usually umaalis na ako sa bahay. Ngunit kapag hindi ko trip ang suot ko, nagpapalit ako ng bago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, umaabot ako sa class on time. Minsan hindi at nagsisimula na sila. Minsan kapag nahuli ako, medyo naguguluhan ako sa mundo kasi nakapagsimula na sila sa French at hindi ko pa gets kung ano ang lesson. Magtatanong pa ako sa katabi ko. Mabait naman siya, kaya ok lang. Yung prof ko nga pala nagchecheck ng attendance kapag 910am na, kaya swak pa rin ako, kaya oks lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero isang araw, nalaman ko kay Ayee na hindi gusto ni Ma'am Young ang mga latecomers. Kaya medyo naisip kong magbago na. Napagdesisyunan ko na kahapon ako magsisimula. Kaya nung 1130pm na, natulog na ako. Isinet ko ang aking alarm ng 715am para makapagenjoy ako ng ilang snooze (kinalculate ko mga 5-6 pindots un).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, nagising ako ng 623am. Sabi ko, Ok! May oras pa ako upang makatulog pa ng 1.5 hours. Medyo alive, alert, awake (pero hindi enthusiastic) na ako nung panahon na iyon, kaya mas masarap ang matulog ulit. Ganun ako, masarap ang tulog ko kapag nagising ako saglit tapos balik tulog ulit, kahit medyo hindi na ako inaantok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit, pinagtripan ata ako ni Lord. Today is not my lucky day. Nung magising ako ulit, 923am na! (grabe, exactly 3 hours talaga! at May 9 pa naman ngayon, kaya 3x3=9! o di ba?) Kaya, nagulantang ang aking mundo. Sabi ko SHEEET! Nauwi sa wala ang aking paghahanda. Wala. Wala na akong rason upang mabuhay pa. Wala na ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabwisit ako at nanood muna ng MTV. Sana man lang maabutan ko si Rihanna na kumakanta ng SOS. Pambawi man lang sana. Naisip ko, buti na lang nagquiz na kami kahapon sa French kaya sabi ko wala nang gagawin ngayong araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung pumasok ako sa Psy101 class ko (1030am), sinabihan ako ng blockmate ko na blockmate ko rin French na nag-dialogue sila. Shiyet. So malamang zero na ako dun. Haay buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaya, pag matutulog na ako, iseset ko na lang ulit sa 8am ang aking selepono at pipindutin ang snooze button ng tatlong beses. Ok lang kahit makatatlong beses akong magpalit ng damit. Narealize ko, it's better late than never. And being present is better than being late. Kaya, being present is better than being absent. Therefore, we should always be present in everything, kasi it's not being late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114717506557922038?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114717506557922038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114717506557922038&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114717506557922038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114717506557922038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/05/ang-simula-ng-aking-araw.html' title='Ang simula ng aking araw'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114562016578576150</id><published>2006-04-21T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T13:01:41.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day funk</title><content type='html'>I like this summer term!&lt;br /&gt;First, I like my subjects. This is the first time I've never had Chem subjects to torture my brain cells, thus limiting the number of synapses that connect all of those cells (Yes, go Ma'am Ramos)&lt;br /&gt;Next, I like my teachers! Especially in French. In one word, she is like SISIG - sizzling hot! Grabe. She, and the subject itself, give my day a great start. Btw, her name is Luisa Young. Young as in Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One setback though is that I never get to meet my blockmates that often in class. We only eat lunch together but only some of us are actually there. God, this calls for a serious bonding moment. Pansol na toh!&lt;br /&gt;(Also, I've never seen Barbie since the start of the term. I heard she had her hair cut short.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis vraimant excite! J'aime ma vie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114562016578576150?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114562016578576150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114562016578576150&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114562016578576150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114562016578576150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-day-funk.html' title='First day funk'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114541655363360993</id><published>2006-04-19T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:23:42.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BES!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Bes Ayee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mud.mm-a8.yimg.com/image/3054286280"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka-chak!&lt;br /&gt;(Ayee's only line on a group presentation: PATAYIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_13574207/132b/__tn_/5242.jpg?grAfeREBRdT3r7IB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bes, you're the Best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114541655363360993?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114541655363360993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114541655363360993&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114541655363360993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114541655363360993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/04/bes.html' title='BES!!!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114541511265524403</id><published>2006-04-19T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:10:04.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang pinakamadramang post ever</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko nagustuhan ang aking bakasyon kamakailan lamang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una sa lahat, wala akong pera. Hindi ako binibigyan ng allowance kapag hindi naman ako lumalabas ng bahay. Kung lalabas din naman ako, bibigyan ako ng nanay ko ng 100-150 pesos. Hindi sapat ang perang ito sa mall. Buti na lang ang sine sa amin ay 70 pesos lang, kaya may pera pa akong natitira para kumain ng snacks sa mall at siyempre, para ipamasahe pauwi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa, wala akong magawa sa bahay. Hindi cable ang aming telly kaya tinitiis ko na lang ang 4 na channels sa bahay (ABS, GMA, ABC at S23). Hindi ako sanay na walang cable. Ako yung tipong nagchachannel surf every five minutes. Kaya naging challenge talaga sa akin na pasanin ang problemang ito. Pero dahil dito, napanood ko na rin sa wakas ang mga programang hindi ko inakalang mapapanood ko pala gaya ng Doraemon. Dahil pinanood ko ito, malamang ito na ang patunay kung gaano ako nababato noong bakasyon. (Nalaman ko rin na ang bida pala ay si Nobita, ang amo ni Doraemon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panghuli, wala akong makasama sa mga gimik ko. Lima kaming magbabarkada noong high school ngunit ang isa ay dito rin sa Manila nag-aaral (sa UPD) kaya't pag umuuwi ako, hindi kami kumpleto. Halos magkasabay lang ang breaks namin. Kaya ang ibig sabihin nun, wala rin silang perang panggimik. Medyo naiinis ako minsan kasi pareho kami ng sitwasyon ng 3 ko pang kabarkada. Hindi kami yung tipong todo gimik talaga. Kadalasan, nanonood lang kami ng movie at ikot ikot lang sa mall. Kadalasan din, 3 lang kaming lumalabas kasi yung isa, maraming ginagawa tsaka minsan hindi pinapayagan ng nanay niya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng mga ito ay kabaligtaran ng buhay ko dito sa Manila. Dito may pera ako para pambili ng mga gusto ko kahit anong oras. May pera akong panggimik at pang-Dota. May cable sa dorm ko kaya hindi ako nababato. May nagagawa ako kahit papano para naman hindi bumaba ang IQ ko. At higit sa lahat, may mga kaibigan akong game sa kung anuman ang mapag-usapan. Dito, ang daling magsabi sa text na "Tara, meet tayo sa (place) at exactly (time)." Maraming pwedeng gawin, at maraming pwedeng isama sa gagawin mo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil nga hindi ko nagustuhan ang pamamalagi ko sa bahay noong bakasyon, naging masungit, suplado at bratty ako sa nanay ko. Lagi ko siyang inaaway. May isang beses na hindi niya ako nabilhan ng favorite kong bitso2x (rice cake deep fried in oil-brown sugar mixture) at dahil dun, nagtampo ako. Umasa pa naman ako na makakakain ako nun pag dumating na siya. Nagkamali ako. Umasa lang pala ako sa wala. Dahil dito, sobrang nabanas ako. Sa panahong din iyon, ginugutom na rin ako. Naririnig ko na ang ginigisang manok at naaamoy ko na ang mabangong tinola. Habang nilalanghap ko ang mahalimuyak na amoy ng uulamin namin sa tanghalian, lalong sumakit ang akin sikmura. Ngunit hindi ko rin makakalimutan ang ginawa ng nanay ko. Nasaktan ako ng sobra. Kaya napagdesisyunan ko na hindi kumain ng lunch. Kahit ilang beses akong tinatawag ng nanay ko sa aking kwarto upang kumain, sumisigaw ako ng hindi. Gutom na gutom na ako at nakahiga lang ako sa kama. Sinabi ko sa sarili ko na ito ang katunayan ng aking galit at poot. Habang nagmumuni ako sa mga bagay na ito, nakatulog ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm na nung ako'y magising. Ang bumati sa akin ay ang tunog ng aking namumulubing sikmura. Hindi ko na kaya. Kinain ko man ang pride ko, hindi naman ako nabusog. Lumabas ako at dali daling pumunta sa ref upang kunin ang tinola at inilagay ito sa microwave upang maging mas masarap. Tumungo ako sa kwarto at kumain ng kumain. Pagkatapos kong kumain, pumunta ako sa kusina para hugasan ang aking mga ginamit na mga kasangkapan. Nakita ko dun si mama, ngunit hindi ko siya pinansin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang beses din, nagreklamo ako dahil wala akong allowance. Sinabi ni mama sa akin na sana magtipid ako dito sa Manila para may ipanggagastos ako dito. Sabi pa niya, "Eh di sana hindi ka nagrereklamo dito! Sana yung perang iginagasta mo sa mga damit iniipon mo na lang para may pera ka dito! Ang dami mo nang damit! Sana nag-artista ka na lang!" (May point si mama, mothers know best nga) Ito ang sinumbat ko sa kanya:&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit, ma? Dito ba nabibilhan ako ng damit? Dito ba nabibigyan ako ng gusto ko? Hindi ma. Bakit? Makakabili ba ako ng para sa sarili ko kung aasa lang ako sa inyo? Kung hindi pa ako magmakaawa ng isang linggo, hindi ko pa makukuha yun." &lt;br /&gt;(Naluha kami pareho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pinansin ang nanay ko matapos nun. Kahit nung gabi, niyayakap niya ako habang nanonood ng DVD pero hindi ko siya pinansin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating ko dito sa Manila, naramdaman ko ang pangungulila. Habang inaalala ko ang mga pangyayaring kinuwento ko, nahiya ako. Kinonsensiya ako. Gusto kong itext si mama ng sorry ngunit ang pride ko ang pumipigil sa akin. May natitira pa akong piso sa load ko at ito ay inilaan ko kinabukasan upang itext si mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunes ng umaga, ang unang ginawa ko ay magtext.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good morning ma!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang kulang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good morning ma!Luv u!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, ok na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114541511265524403?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114541511265524403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114541511265524403&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114541511265524403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114541511265524403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/04/ang-pinakamadramang-post-ever.html' title='Ang pinakamadramang post ever'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114456444627917935</id><published>2006-04-09T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:34:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang buhay baboy</title><content type='html'>gising.&lt;br /&gt;teks teks.&lt;br /&gt;kain.&lt;br /&gt;higa.&lt;br /&gt;ligo.&lt;br /&gt;teks teks.&lt;br /&gt;kain ulit.&lt;br /&gt;tayo.&lt;br /&gt;inom.&lt;br /&gt;teks teks.&lt;br /&gt;tanghalian.&lt;br /&gt;nood debede.&lt;br /&gt;tulog.&lt;br /&gt;kain.&lt;br /&gt;ligo.&lt;br /&gt;free elective (e.g. gardening).&lt;br /&gt;hapunan.&lt;br /&gt;princess lulu.&lt;br /&gt;teks teks.&lt;br /&gt;tulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang naimbento ang unlimited teks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114456444627917935?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114456444627917935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114456444627917935&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114456444627917935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114456444627917935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/04/ang-buhay-baboy.html' title='ang buhay baboy'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114397375014734076</id><published>2006-04-02T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:29:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The buzz</title><content type='html'>(Questions from Bes James)&lt;br /&gt;1. Why do you abhor Tim Yap? Explain and give examples. ;P&lt;br /&gt;First of all, we share the same first name. I hate people who have the same first name as me. It brings confusion to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I hate his blond hair. He looks like a Badjao tribe member. On his best day.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I hate the way he speaks in English. Listening to him is like being repeatedly stabbed in your eardrums with a toothpick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Give a philosophical title to the Chem thesis that you would like to conduct. (for your major in Chem and minor in Philo :P)&lt;br /&gt;"The existential theory of bromelain extraction in pineapples" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Estimate your TOTAL monthly expenses (DoTA and PrP expenses included).&lt;br /&gt;7k-8k. I went as much as 10k (a PrP shirt, Vans, 2 Bench shirts, and a Penshoppe shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is it still "I love her more today than yesterday"? :)&lt;br /&gt;No. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Give an adjective describing the members of the Bes network. (Wag gago ha!)&lt;br /&gt;Jansen - gullible&lt;br /&gt;Myko   - happy-go-lucky  &lt;br /&gt;Ayee   - (she always reminds me of Uma Thurman, I dunno why) Uma Thurman-ish&lt;br /&gt;James  - black. (deh, joke) determined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My turn!&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying "Interview me."&lt;br /&gt;2. I will respond by asking you five questions.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post the answers to the questions on your LJ.&lt;br /&gt;4. Include this explanation.&lt;br /&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, ask five questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114397375014734076?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114397375014734076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114397375014734076&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114397375014734076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114397375014734076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/04/buzz.html' title='The buzz'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114397285946288262</id><published>2006-04-02T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:18:11.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angsty passenger on board</title><content type='html'>I finally had the chance to sleep on my comfy, bouncy bed. But the trip I had before I arrived here was absolutely a f*cker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed my things at around 1pm, took a cab and arrived at the airport at around 230pm. My flight is not until 410pm, so I figured I had plenty of time left to finish Jessica Zafra's &lt;em&gt;Tw7sted&lt;/em&gt;. I was in line to check-in my luggage when I hesitantly asked an old lady if the line was indeed for the flight to Bacolod. I forgot to turn off my conyo mode so I asked her in straight English. The lady then had her nose bleeding. No, that's a joke. The lady said yes and then asked if I was non-Filipino. I said no. Then she told me I looked like a foreigner. Chinese to be exact. Then I thought of my Igknights friends. They would surely burst out laughing if they were on the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the pre-deaprture area, the one with gazillions of metal chairs with people anxiously waiting for their flights. I found no empty seats. Then I saw a Korean family (there were only 4 of them) but they occupied the whole row. Maybe it's a Korean thing that bags are more worthy of a seat than people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read (and reread) &lt;em&gt;Tw7sted&lt;/em&gt; while waiting for the boarding time, which was around 340pm. It was already 350pm when I checked for the time. I was beginning to panic. What would happen to me if I missed the flight? Then that would have to be part 2 of The Terminal. But the place was just to ghastly for me to live - or for any human being. The only thing that gives comfort is, well, the comfort room. No, they don't have Starbucks or KFC at the pre-departure area. Instead, they have this "carinderia" (or AMPC sort of thing) which sells hotdog sandwich the size of your middle finger for 60 pesos. Now that's capitalism at its finest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard from the speakers that the flight has been delayed for the late arrival of the plane. Apparently, the plane hasn't arrived yet. I figured that its last trip was headed to Mozambique, but then something poked my mind and reminded me that I am in a domestic airport. So my best guess was Tawi-Tawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I will not disclose the airline for security purposes)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll give you a hint. You know that airline commercial that says 95% of its fight are on time? Well screw them. On my most anticipated flight of the year, it happened to belong to the 5%. So I guess what they were trying to get across to the public is: "Just because 95% of the time our flights are on time, that doesn't stop us from making the consumers' lives miserable." They belt it out on the remaining 5%. How smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours and a hotdog sandwich later, I went to board the plane. Surprisingly, that was one of the nicest plane I've ever been into. It was state of the art and obviously new. I guess the reason why they were late was because they purchased the plane from Mozambique. Or somewhere else familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two seats next to me were vacant (I was seated next to the window). This was a relief, since I can finally read &lt;em&gt;Tw7sted &lt;/em&gt; with focus. But no, hell no. The three people on my row were the most completely insensitive bunch of people you'll get to meet in your airplane life. They were noisy to the point that everyone else can hear what they were talking about. It can save them though, if they were talking about how to solve the country's problems but all we heard were their experiences as domestic helpers in Sri Lanka. What? Sri Lanka? It's either that or the pressure in my ears is just way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still angry at *ebu Pacific. When the food trolleys came, they handed out (duh) food. Guess what. They had Dewberry and C2 for "snacks". I was insulted. Three hours of waiting and this is all they can offer to appease the passengers? Passengers whose schedules have been mixed up because of their tackiness? The balance of our lives (and of the universe) was disturbed because of this f*cking flight. I looked at the Dewberry pack in front of me and I decided not to eat it as a sign of my protest and anger. My pride won't be diminished just as easily. I have my dignity to uphold. Eating it would mean succumbing to the corporate greediness of the aforementioned airline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. I ate it nonetheless. My stomach was in dire need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Bacolod safely. &lt;br /&gt;Stewardess: We are now in Bacolod City. Once again, we are sorry for the slight delay.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Slight? Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114397285946288262?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114397285946288262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114397285946288262&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114397285946288262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114397285946288262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/04/angsty-passenger-on-board.html' title='Angsty passenger on board'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114292532535512487</id><published>2006-03-21T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:24:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the finals week can do</title><content type='html'>Drinking was never this good.&lt;br /&gt;When all of my blockmates studied for the Hi16 finals last night, guess what I did?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ako ay naglasing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, by around 6pm, Me, Mel, Jo and James went over at Marc's apartment to study (siyempre nandun din si Kalil)&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, we can't. All we did was to "study." It was so hard concentrating on Manchu China with 6 Igknights in one room. All we did was to eat (thanks to the pizza James brought) and chat. Of course there were times when Jo and James would chat privately (hem hem) but I figured it was all about acad stuff, knowing James.&lt;br /&gt;Then came 9pm, Marc was busy studying for his Jap Finals and I was busy with my Hi16 readings when James tauntingly dared us to watch a movie. I was open to the idea since my exam was not until 130pm. I said I'll just spend the whole morning studying.&lt;br /&gt;From movies, the dare led to drinking at Drew's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lagot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said isang bote lang. Marc was still hesitant at first but eventually peer pressure took the best of him.&lt;br /&gt;DREW'S, 1030pm:&lt;br /&gt;It started from an innocent looking pitcher with pink-orange liquid in it.&lt;br /&gt;We were chatting first about me in the wrong place. I should be studying for my finals but surprisingly, I found Drew's to be conducive for studying. Just bring earmuffs and a lamp.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 pitchers of weng weng (recall: isang bote lang), I was still sober while my "friends" are wasted. Super.&lt;br /&gt;Marc was super drunk...and his Jap finals is at 9am. So good luck na lang. &lt;br /&gt;Kalil and Marc went ahead and I was stuck with Bojeck and James.&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko madali lang pauwiin si James....&lt;br /&gt;               Akala ko lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;May narealize ako. MAHIRAP MAGING YAYA NG ISANG LASING NA BATA!&lt;br /&gt;Hay. I spent the night at James' and we woke up together at 6am. Then I went on telling him what happened. At isa lang ang masasabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;JAMES, ANG BRATTY BRATTY MO PAG LASHENG KA!&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at my dorm by 730 and slept until 1030. I went to school, had lunch with my blockmates and brushed on my history readings one last time. &lt;br /&gt;I just finished my final exams and it went pretty well. I hope I could maintain my B standing. &lt;br /&gt;1 down, 2 to go. Go Tim.&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;Overheard at RSF:&lt;br /&gt;Gay Guy: Huy, kamusta ka naman?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hindi ok! Bukas 3 exams ko magkakasunod!&lt;br /&gt;Gay Guy: Hala, magdasal ka na kay Amaterasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama siya. Kailangan kong magdasal kay Amaterasu para sa natitira ko pang final exams.&lt;br /&gt;(Kalil: Si Amaterasu ang Egyptian Sun God di ba?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114292532535512487?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114292532535512487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114292532535512487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114292532535512487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114292532535512487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-finals-week-can-do_21.html' title='what the finals week can do'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114190230220289733</id><published>2006-03-09T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:44:06.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen from Bes Jim</title><content type='html'>Atenista sarbey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) eat at Manang’s - almost every MW before PE time&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn the alma mater&lt;br /&gt;( ) get on the dean’s list-pakshet&lt;br /&gt;( ) sleep on a bench&lt;br /&gt;( ) be a TNT! - baka next orsem (viaje)&lt;br /&gt;(x) jog around the campus in the evening&lt;br /&gt;(x) visit the art gallery&lt;br /&gt;(x) know at least one xerox lady, manong, or technician by name (Ate Alma!)--&gt; tama!&lt;br /&gt;( ) get a Jesuit for a teacher&lt;br /&gt;( ) itch from higad bites- buti naman&lt;br /&gt;(x) have gotten an F in something - who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;(x) have taken a crap in school (sa Schmitt)&lt;br /&gt;( ) watch a La Salle vs. Ateneo UAAP game&lt;br /&gt;(x) give a powerpoint presentation - duh, ano tayo primitive?&lt;br /&gt;(x) study in the caf upstairs - every TTH&lt;br /&gt;(x) watch a T.A play&lt;br /&gt;(x) sit on the SEC ledge and watch the stars&lt;br /&gt;(x) eat in Full House, Martha’s Kitchen, and Ken Afford&lt;br /&gt;(x) sleep in the lib&lt;br /&gt;( ) visit Mr. San Andres&lt;br /&gt;(x) go to the chapel&lt;br /&gt;( ) have gotten a pebble stuck in your shoe/slippers in the middle of the quad &lt;br /&gt;( ) cut class with your block to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) sign up for those institutional (i.e. difficult but brilliant) teachers&lt;br /&gt;( ) go to CERSA night&lt;br /&gt;(x) have tried siomai rice - aka poor man's meal (p39 lang!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) fall in love &lt;br /&gt;(x) actually read the book you keep borrowing from the lib - takteng hi16.&lt;br /&gt;(x) play cards during your free time&lt;br /&gt;(x) dress in business attire&lt;br /&gt;( ) learn to stay awake for more than 24 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;( ) have gotten side comments from ASSOC - huh?di ko nga alam ang ASSOC eh.&lt;br /&gt;( ) take (and enjoy) Saturday classes&lt;br /&gt;( ) go to your immersion &lt;br /&gt;(x) eat Food for After Thought sandwiches-madalas nung nasa Colayco pa. &lt;br /&gt;(x) get a boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;(x) take time to read the vandalism in the CR doors&lt;br /&gt;( ) watch “Minsan Lang Sila Bata” and “Macho Dancer” for class&lt;br /&gt;(x) do a last minute paper&lt;br /&gt;(x) have spent a lot for 1x1 ID pictures &lt;br /&gt;(x) get exempted from final exams&lt;br /&gt;(x) attend a college mass&lt;br /&gt;( ) play hide-and-seek in the mini-forest&lt;br /&gt;(x) know where the best restrooms are on campus--&gt;kostka!pwede rin sa bel.&lt;br /&gt;(x) join an org &lt;br /&gt;(x) allow yourself to make mistakes-"the best things in life are complete mistakes"-forgot&lt;br /&gt;(x) take summer classes-super fun!&lt;br /&gt;( ) admire the sacred heart statue in the evening&lt;br /&gt;(x) make a video for a project&lt;br /&gt;(x) have a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;( ) attend a Jesuit retreat&lt;br /&gt;( ) have gotten a parking ticket - dude, i don't even have a car. trike meron.&lt;br /&gt;(x) come to school in your crappiest yet most comfy clothes &lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to use the Bayantel pay phones-kanina lang!!!&lt;br /&gt;(x) participate in school activities &lt;br /&gt;( ) catch the Blue Babble Battalion tryouts &lt;br /&gt;(x) ride a tricycle on campus&lt;br /&gt;(x) find a tambayan&lt;br /&gt;(x) admire the marikina valley at night&lt;br /&gt;(x) go drinking along Katipunan&lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to beg for a higher grade-haha Devilles!!!Kasi Matanglawin ako. haha&lt;br /&gt;(x) use your cuts wisely &lt;br /&gt;(x) volunteer to be class beadle-sipsip, mali. higop pa ako nun eh. vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;( ) had the worst lottery schedule for reg-hope this goes on for the rest of my stay in the Ateneo&lt;br /&gt;(x) admire the trees on campus&lt;br /&gt;( ) have forgotten about your freecut and gone to that class-loads of times&lt;br /&gt;( ) eat in the ISO canteen&lt;br /&gt;(x) be active in your org (Yeah, Go GBY!)-&gt; onga bes.&lt;br /&gt;( ) have signed up on an ACP class just because the girl or guy u like signed up for it&lt;br /&gt;( ) get as many app forms as you can during the job fair&lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to cram&lt;br /&gt;(x) sell tickets (or watch) an org-sponsored movie premiere&lt;br /&gt;( ) save money to Xerox all of your seatmate’s notes &lt;br /&gt;(x) have accidentally seen a make-out session-make-out lang? haha&lt;br /&gt;(x) check out the Meron Lagoon and Lambingan Bridge &lt;br /&gt;(x) have dozed off in class in Bel right after a class in CTC/SOM/Comm. Bldg or vice-versa-Intact at Bel and Math18ab at CTC.&lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to work with groupmates from hell &lt;br /&gt;( ) perfect the art of parking on campus&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a bad encounter with one of the guards on campus&lt;br /&gt;(x) develop a love for sisig &lt;br /&gt;(x) learn how to pronounce “AEGIS” properly&lt;br /&gt;( ) have used typing rooms at the library&lt;br /&gt;(x) have reserved a classroom, AVR, etc. for a class or org function&lt;br /&gt;( ) have asked the library for an endorsement to research in other libraries&lt;br /&gt;( ) have lost a perfectly functioning umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(x) have used consultation hours properly&lt;br /&gt;(x) Looked forward to lab breakage refund, in case you didn’t break any equipment&lt;br /&gt;(x) visit the Guidance Office&lt;br /&gt;(x) and Infirmary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114190230220289733?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114190230220289733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114190230220289733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114190230220289733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114190230220289733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/03/stolen-from-bes-jim.html' title='Stolen from Bes Jim'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114186814388141988</id><published>2006-03-09T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:35:43.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hay</title><content type='html'>hell week coming up. will write when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114186814388141988?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114186814388141988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114186814388141988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114186814388141988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114186814388141988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/03/hay.html' title='hay'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114063334956148251</id><published>2006-02-23T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T02:35:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dota, welcome back</title><content type='html'>matapos ang tatlong linggo ng abstinence, hindi ko na yata kaya. &lt;br /&gt;ito, nakapagdota muli ako.&lt;br /&gt;ito'y sa kadahilanang bertday ni kuya mac at sinamahan namin siyang maglaro ng dota. &lt;br /&gt;friends, ang galing ko. panalo ako sa lahat ng games!&lt;br /&gt;amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina sumama sa marian sa bahay upang manghiram ng colored pens para sa project niya sa math. habang gumagawa siya ng kanyang proyekto, nanonood din kami ng american idol. ang galing ng mga contestants. ang lulupit. tas yung iba dun magaganda pa. panalo.&lt;br /&gt;mga babae pa lang ang nakakakanta. bukas (mamaya pala), mga lalaki naman. &lt;br /&gt;so far ang gusto ko sina Paris, Kellie at Katharine. check niyo sa idolonfox.com kung interesado kayo sa mga pinagsasabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbonding kami ni marian kanina. nagkwentuhan. masayang kasama si marian (uy, natutuwa siya! ning!). masarap kakwentuhan, kahit sa text. globe kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung iba ko pang tinetext kapag gabi ay sina myko, tehani, maral, barbie, koi, kats, ping, mga hs friends ko (gehsa at michelle) at siyempre, si mama.&lt;br /&gt;myko-usapang kupal. basta masarap maging kupal sa text. hihi&lt;br /&gt;tehani-steady lang, wala pa kaming sobrang bonding sa text. timuruan ko lang siya na ang plangak ay correct sa wowowee.&lt;br /&gt;maral-buhay2x, kadramahan.&lt;br /&gt;barbie, koi, kats, ping-quotes2x at kacornihan sa text&lt;br /&gt;hs classmates-"i miss you/wish you were here" texts&lt;br /&gt;ina ko-kung kumain na ba ako, kung nalock ko na ang pinto, kung nakapagpalit na ba ako ng brief at kung tulog na ba ako (haha joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun. nagmamadali na si ray umuwi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114063334956148251?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114063334956148251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114063334956148251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114063334956148251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114063334956148251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/02/dota-welcome-back.html' title='dota, welcome back'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-114023305943352918</id><published>2006-02-18T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T11:24:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no. baka F ulit ako.</title><content type='html'>mood: excited&lt;br /&gt;igknights overnight later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else, I would like to inform everyone that I am now under the BS Chemistry/BS Materials Science and Engg porgram. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened to me lately, except for the fact that I spent Valentine's day dateless (except nung gabi na kasi nakigulo si Marian sa bahay) and failed to submit a post lab report on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Meron pala. That long test. That F*ing History Long Test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Feb 15 2006, 730am, F115]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[start]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide: Write as if the reader knows nothing about the topic. When you first mention a person, concept, event or other historical data remeber to give concise background information. Do not assume prior knowledge. Build up an argument towards a conclusion/generalization. Do not just make unsubstantiated generalizations. The argument should be backed by evidence. Cite evidence based on what you learned in the assigned readings and class lectures. Weave you evidence into the argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) [50 pts, estimated length: 2-4 blue book pages]&lt;br /&gt;When Islam first entered India, it encountered a civilization whose beliefs and culture were vastly different from its own. But somehow, Islamic empires (the Sultanate of Delhi; the Moguls) managed to rule most of India for more than 500 years (1100s-1700s CE). Write an essay explaining how this was possible. (This is the unifying theme of the essay). In the course of the essay, you should a) highlight the difference between pre-Islamic faiths of India with Islam.; b) the different strategies adopted by the different rulers  (Why, for example did the two very different Mogul emperors, Akbar and Aurangzeb both manage to rule so long?); c) discuss Sikhism in the context of people's experience of Hinduism and Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano raw?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-114023305943352918?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/114023305943352918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=114023305943352918&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114023305943352918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/114023305943352918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-baka-f-ulit-ako.html' title='no. baka F ulit ako.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113981306577497087</id><published>2006-02-13T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:44:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes. hindi na ako F.</title><content type='html'>hi blog. it's nice to be back. &lt;br /&gt;so ito ang latest sa akin ngayon:&lt;br /&gt;1) naka-80+ ako sa ch27 3rd LT. para sa akin, sobrang ok na un. at least hindi na ako F standing. C/D na. Sana maka C+ ako sa final grade. natututo na akong mahalin ang org chem.&lt;br /&gt;2) tumatambak na ang workload ko these days. crunch time na kasi. malapit na ang finals. kaya pa kaya ang DL dream? yeah. kakayanin.&lt;br /&gt;3)masaya ang LFN!sobrang nakakatuwang kasama ang mga bes ko. pati na rin mga ning. at sa iba pang may pet name ako. &lt;br /&gt;4) shet. dahil sa LFN, hindi ako nakasama sa block night-out. ang dami ko nang utang. hehe bawi ako next time swear.&lt;br /&gt;5) wala pa akong plano sa feb14. history LT ko sa 16. nerd mode!&lt;br /&gt;6) gusto kong magshop sa artwork!yung vintage shirts nila. mas mura kasi compared to PrP.&lt;br /&gt;yun lang. "nag-aaral" ako sa lib.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113981306577497087?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113981306577497087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113981306577497087&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113981306577497087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113981306577497087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/02/yes-hindi-na-ako-f.html' title='yes. hindi na ako F.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113899251269975388</id><published>2006-02-04T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T02:48:32.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[...]</title><content type='html'>[shit. blanko ang utak ko. nakaka-isang oras na ako sa blogger.com at hindi ko pa rin maisulat ang gusto kong sabihin.]&lt;br /&gt;Maya-maya, recollection namin sa Theo. Magandang pagkakataon ito upang magmuni-muni at mag-isip ng tahimik at mag-isa. Hindi ko kasi nagagawa yun, sa dami ba naman ng trabaho at responsibilidad sa acad at org. Sabi ng prof namin, magsimula na raw kaming mag-reflect sa nakaraan upang mas maayos at maganda ang recollection experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitong mga nakaraang linggo, marami-rami ding funny moments na nangyari sa akin. Isa na rito ang usapan namin ng isang upperclassman na Chem din at blockmate ko siya sa Ps32, si Peter. Nung gabi bago mag LT2 (bale sunday ng gabi), nagstudy group kami sa McDo. Medyo nahuli ako at nang dumating ako doon, nagsisimula na sila. Nilabas ko ang aking DL Folder at Planner. Namangha si Peter at sabi niya "Wow!Ang organized mo pala Tim." NR naman ako. sabi ko "Bakit?" Sabi niya "Wala, kasi hindi ka mukhang organized eh. Hehe" Tumawa lang ako at nag-aral pagkatapos. Nung Miyerkules nung linggong yun, ibinalik sa amin ang LT1 results. Kabilang ako sa mga nakakuha ng mataas na marka. Biglang humirit si Peter na "Yeeees (Oh, Koi ayan correct na), ang talino &lt;strong&gt;pala&lt;/strong&gt; ni Tim!" As usual, NR ako at siyempre hindi naman ako mayabang kaya tinanong ko lang kung bakit. Sabi niya "Kasi akala ko ok-ok ka lang na estudyante." (Friends naman kami ni Peter kaya ok lang sa amin ang maging pranka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganoon pala ang tingin ng ibang tao sa akin. Kasi laging akong tumatawa at laging humihirit, parang hinuhusgahan ako agad. Mukha akong pa-joke joke lang sa trabaho. Bumalik din sa akin yung nangyari sa akin sa LSAT. Hanggang ngayon, hindi ko pa rin maintindihan ng malinaw kung bakit ako natanggal. Kasi magulo daw ako. Pero alam ko rin na sineryoso ko yun. Kapag break time o kaya'y walang estudyante na paparating, dun kami nagtatawanan at nagjojoke. Nahuli ako sa pag-iinternet (bawal kasi) ng dalawang beses kaya may 1pt ako. 2pts ang kailangan upang on-probation ka. Nang nalaman kong natanggal nga ako, tinanong ko ang aking head kung bakit. Sabi lang niya kasi 1pt sa internet at "1pt din sa mga pagkakataong hindi ka namin nahuhuli pero alam naming nagiinternet ka." (quoted yan ah. memorize ko pa rin hanggang ngayon :D) Humihingi pa ako ng reconsideration pero pinag-iisipan pa daw. Pero nung marinig ko yung mga katagang yun, nawalan ako ng gana. Ayokong magtrabaho sa isang organisasyon na prejudiced. Nakakapikon eh. Kasi alam mong kaya mo ang trabaho ngunit may mga tao na sadyang mapanghusga. Ayokong maging kabilang sa isang organisasyon na hindi naman ako appreciated. Kaya hanggang ngayon, kahit tinutukso-tukso ako kapag LSAT moments, NR ako. Hindi naman ako bitter ah. Yuck, nasusuka ako kapag naaalala ko ang araw na yun. Seryoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana makatulong ang recollection sa akin sa kabuuan. Sana mabigyan ako ng pagkakataon upang suriin ang sarili ng mabuti-kalakasan at kahinaan, kakulangan at kakayahan. Sana rin matutunan ko kung pano magkaroon ng tiwala sa sarili sa mga panahong nag-iisa ako sa laban ko sa buhay. Alam kong may nakatakda Siyang plano para sa akin. At alam ko ring Siya lang ang makakahusga sa akin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113899251269975388?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113899251269975388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113899251269975388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113899251269975388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113899251269975388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='[...]'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113852196495342731</id><published>2006-01-29T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T16:06:04.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aba!totoo nga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Chemistry&lt;/b&gt;. 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(PLEASE RATE ME!!&amp;lt;3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113852196495342731?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113852196495342731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113852196495342731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113852196495342731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113852196495342731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/01/abatotoo-nga.html' title='aba!totoo nga!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113801539026993493</id><published>2006-01-23T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:23:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh uh</title><content type='html'>kinakabahan na ako sa Chem ko ngayon sobra. Alam kong makakabawi pa naman pero there's always a part of me that asks "what if?"&lt;br /&gt;What if bumagsak nga ako?&lt;br /&gt;What if D ako?&lt;br /&gt;etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;ewan. Sobrang career na talaga to. Shet. Seryoso na. Go Tim. Magis mode na toh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113801539026993493?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113801539026993493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113801539026993493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113801539026993493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113801539026993493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/01/uh-uh.html' title='uh uh'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113741637854123408</id><published>2006-01-16T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T20:59:38.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, now I remember!</title><content type='html'>I couldn't quite pinpoint the exact thing that I want to post here for the past week. Now, I get it. It's the Chronicles of Narnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read the book, and nor do I care. In fact, Narnia was not on my choice the moment I agreed to join some Igknights to watch a movie. Although it has been preplanned, I was ready to persuade them to watch anything but Narnia. Perhaps the fact that I'm broke made me realize that I was not in the mood for a feel-good movie. I wanted something intense, more action packed, as if I'm pouring out all my frustrations and depressions that week. I wanted a break from my academic life. I needed a time-out.It was only then when we entered Gateway did I make up my mind. I am going to watch it with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;730pm. We've got more or less an hour until the movie starts. We had dinner and I tried my very best not to go to Bench or PrP. Concentrating on that thought was not at all hard as eating time came. I don't know if it was with the conversation with James or the awful thing Grill Express called Chicken Barbeque. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;820pm. I did the unbelievable. I was actually walking faster than my usual pace upon entering cinema 3. I was excited, and I don't know why. We looked for our seats and was surprised to see a lesbo couple snogging (haha joke lang)...a lesbo couple sitting on our seats. After a polite can-you-get-the-hell-out-of-our-seats talk, they surrendered. Then we were ready for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the movie unveiled its magic, I can't help but be struck with awe. I said to myself: "How nice it would be if I were a kid again. You know, running around and playing all day. Not worrying when the next Long Test would be or the deadline of submission of frickin' post-lab reports." (Of course I didn't say those aloud, dummy) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing is, with all the cliche morals and lessons about the good winning against the evil, I was actually rooting for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://scd.mm-a1.yimg.com/image/1606394798"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, she is just spectacular. I want her to win, no matter what. (Now that I think of it, I may have been very frustrated and depressed...mwahahaha go Evil me!)&lt;br /&gt;I was rooting for her and I had fun doing so, until that stupid feline, who by the way has Liam Nesson's voice, killed her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I liked the movie. But I've got a problem with the ending. (Spoiler ahead!)Isn't it like torture to live, like what?, 20 years and then finding out in the "real" world, only a second has passed by? If I were Lucy, I'd shout and scream "WHERE DID MY BOOBIES GO???" The same can be said with Peter and Edmund (who by the ways looks astoundingly like Shaina Magdayao), only it's not a matter of entity. It's a matter of size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went home and I slept right away upon arriving at my dorm. But before my conciousness left me, I still have Narnia with me. I really wish there was some enchanted cabinet for me to enter. With all the acad things piling up like crazy, hell, 20 years is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Speaking of Narnia, some Gabayanos refer to another movie (hint: it's still showing) as "Narnia" or Naaaarniaaa under the pretense that the movie is so not Atenean *hint hint*. I had fun cracking "Narnia" jokes. If you don't get it, then this might help: &lt;br /&gt;"Kung magkakasala ka ba, ready ka bang magkasala with me?" or&lt;br /&gt;(music) "Narnia" baby...don't make the wrong seem right...the future isn't just one night...&lt;br /&gt;If you still don't get it, shame on you. Where have you been all this time? Huh? Nigeria? Tsk tsk tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113741637854123408?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113741637854123408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113741637854123408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113741637854123408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113741637854123408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/01/yeah-now-i-remember.html' title='Yeah, now I remember!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113741250602783422</id><published>2006-01-16T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T20:18:00.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, there.</title><content type='html'>Finally, a new blog. I should be doing my physics post lab but I treated (more like tortured) myself by overhauling the entire template of my blog. So, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell week ko this week, pero kebs ko. Andaming gagawin. Sabi ni Jo-anne na katabi ko dapat nag-aaral daw ako, pero ayoko. For one thing, having a planner really really helps, especially during cram time. For 300 bucks, it was definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time (ata) in my sophomore life, hindi ako tumambay ng GR (kasi bawal hehe). Ganun pala ang feeling - malungkot sobra. Kaya at this point, kahit gaano pa man kahirap magbalanse between org and acads, hinding hindi ko kayang iwan ang org. Parang kulang kasi ang araw ko kapag hindi nakakahirit sa orgmates, hindi nakakatambay at lalung-lalo na kung hindi sila nakakasama. Naalala ko tuloy ang sinabi ni Kuya Chris nung Miting de Avanse: "Naging Atenista ka muna bago ka naging Gabayano." Totoo. Pero tagos sa puso ang pagiging Gabayano. Yun yun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onga pala. Congrats kina Hamster, Bes, K. JR, Nel at Kalil sa pagkapanalo sa EB! Excited na rin ako sa bagong taon ng pagbabago. Excited na rin akong lumipat sa MVP. Excited na ako sa Gabay next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya-maya uwi na ako. Kasama ko ngayon dito sa lib sina Arby at Jo. Buti na lang kasama ko si Marian pauwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganun pala yun. Makakakita lang ako ng kahit isang Gabayano, buo na ang araw ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113741250602783422?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113741250602783422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113741250602783422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113741250602783422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113741250602783422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-there.html' title='So, there.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113679827630117734</id><published>2006-01-09T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T17:17:56.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahem.</title><content type='html'>i love you more today than yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;but not as much as tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;yihee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113679827630117734?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113679827630117734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113679827630117734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113679827630117734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113679827630117734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/01/ahem.html' title='ahem.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113629344690216022</id><published>2006-01-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:04:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tim, Kumusta ka naman?</title><content type='html'>Andaming nangyari sa akin nung holiday season. Kaya gumawa ako ng Top 10 list sa mga memorable events ko nitong bakasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Yung bestfriend ko, si Alec, hindi ko na nakita for 3 months ata. Tas nung papunta na ako sa pier, tinext niya ako na sasakay din siya ng barko kasi wala nang available seats sa eroplano. Kaya, magkasama kami sa barko. Nakakamiss yung mga usapang gago at usapang haiskul. yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Habang nagdidisembark yung barko, biglang umambon, kaya medyo madulas yung stairs pababa. Nakatsinelas ako nun at siyempre, hindi gaano yung friction (yesss Ps31) between the surface of the stairs at yung tsinelas ko. In short, nadulas ako. At ok din yun kasi apat na steps yun in one moment. Ok din kasi sakto din yung paper bag ko na naglanding kasabay nung pagkadulas ko. Andun pa naman yung mga mamahaling gamit ko. Buti na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ansarap nung feeling habang nagbibigay ka ng gift sa iba. Natutuwa ako kapag nagustuhan nila yung gift ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Masarap palang basahin ang Organic Chemistry ni McMurry. Huwalalang. Nireview ko yung mga things na di ko magets at nagbasa din ako in advance. Sana magkaepekto ito sa marka ko sa Ch27. Binasa ko rin yung Theo readings ko na hindi ko maget. Hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin siya maget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Hindi natuloy ang plinano namin na Power Rangers Reunion (May barkada ako nung HS, lima kami kaya Power Rangers) kasi yung isa nasa ranch nila somewhere at yung isa hindi pinayagan kasi laging madaling araw na kung umuwi. Tinext ko yung HS friend ko kaya nagmeet kami sa Robinson's. Tas nagkita kami dun with other HS classmates. Lahat kami engineers-to-be (counted na ako kasi magshishift ako sa MSE). Natuwa ako dun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) This time, lumabas ako with Michelle and Alec (members din sila ng Power Rangers). Kumain kami sa Shakey's at plano naming sagut6an yung activity sheet na paper mat. Yung "Help Suzy find her crayons" o "Connect the dots" etc. Masaya yun. Tas nilibre kami ni Michelle ng sine. Nagdebate kami kung ano ang panonoorin kasi gusto nila Ako Legal Wife pero gusto ko Enteng Kabisote. Joke. Gusto ko King Kong. Eh napanood ko na yung Ako Legal Wife at napanood na Michelle ang King Kong kaya si Alec nagdecide. In the end, Ako Legal Wife pinanood namin. Pero mas malakas pa akong tumawa kaysa sa kanilang dalawa. Ang babaw ko pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Masarap pala ang Carrot Cake...minus the carrots. hehe Yun yung cake sa bahay nung Christmas pero nung New Year, Choco Crumble. Ansarap nung crumble. Ansarap din nung choco. Ansarap nung Choco Crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Wala akong magawa sa bahay kaya pinanood ko yung mga DVD series ng ate ko. Meron dung Jewel in the Palace. Akala ko baduy. Pero mej lang. Ok siya kasi tungkol sa pagluluto. Eh fave kong anime yung Cooking Master Boy. Parang ganun din kaya lang sobrang lungkot at sobrang grabe yung paghihirap ng bida. Parang Princess Sarah times ten. Ok siya kasi kapag umaasenso ang bida, ang sarap ipamukha sa mga kontrabida. Pero after nun, may darating na naman na problema. Hindi ko na mabilang ang mga problemang pinagdaanan ng bida. Pero all in all, perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Nung bday ng lolo ko nung Dec 30, pumunta kami sa Bay Resort sa Silay City. Maganda dun kasi ok yung place. Nag beach volley kami kasama yung mga cousins ko at nakisama rin yung iba kong tito. Ang kulit namin sobra hihi. Nung malapit na kaming umuwi, nagdecide kami na mag rowing sa balsa sa may river na part ng resort. Eh mga 6 ata kami sa balsa made of PVC pipes and bamboo kaya mejo nababasa yung mga paa namin at yung pantalon din. Dahil dito, ayaw na ng iba kong pinsan kaya ako na lang natira. Nung paakyat na ako sa riverbank (mejo may aakyatin ka pa bago makarating sa land proper), nagkasprain yung paa ko kaya nahulog ako sa river. 3/4 ng katawan ko basa. Yung bad news dun, wala akong dalang extrang shirt o shorts. Kaya habang nasa van ako, basang basa yung cousin ko na katabi ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Yung barko na sinakyan ko pauwi, pareho lang dun sa sinakyan ko papuntang Bacolod. Sabi ko sa nanay ko, sa cabin ako kasi libre naman ng DOST. Pero nung bibili na kami, ubos na lahat ng first class accomodation. Yung natira sa akin, economy na aircon. Sobrang experience yun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Ang haba. Ang daldal ko kasi. Tapos feeling ko mapapagod din akong magkwento sa mga kaibigan ko kung ano ang nangyari sa akin nitong bakasyon. &lt;br /&gt;Nakakatamad pa ring mag-aral. Haaay. Sana nga araw araw ang Pasko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113629344690216022?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113629344690216022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113629344690216022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113629344690216022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113629344690216022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-tim-kumusta-ka-naman.html' title='So Tim, Kumusta ka naman?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113565585032134177</id><published>2005-12-27T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T11:57:30.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kahit late na...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src ="http://re2.mm-b1.yimg.com/image/845598767"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joyeux noel chacun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113565585032134177?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113565585032134177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113565585032134177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113565585032134177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113565585032134177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/kahit-late-na.html' title='kahit late na...'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113506355490449625</id><published>2005-12-20T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T15:25:54.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDo party na toh!</title><content type='html'>By this time, I realized I had lost the fervor and rigor in doing laboratory works in organic chemistry. This was brought primarily by last week's lab session, a grueling 6-hours at that. That lab session, as me and my blockmates put it, is a bitch. Imagine pumping solvents from a tightly packed column for about 2 hours and then come 630pm, you realize you're not yet done. The only thing that can comfort you is the fact that not a single soul has finished the experiment. I hate org chem lab. More so, I hate my lab instructor. She sucks at teaching.&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I am looking forward to two events later. 1) I get to meet with Dannylyn, Kat2x and Alec and spend the whole mid-afternoon together. I missed them soooo much. But the thought of home and Christmas doesn't strike me as much as it does on other people. 2) BLOCK PARTY LATER!!!yehey. Grimace, humanda ka na. After the party, you'll think twice about guesting in a party full of reckless teenagers. Haha (evil laugh). The party *hopefully* should end at Eastwood. After cruising through Blue Onion last Friday (after the lab...major stress reliever), we will be checking out Ipanema. Hope I'd end the year with a major par-tay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113506355490449625?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113506355490449625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113506355490449625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113506355490449625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113506355490449625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/mcdo-party-na-toh.html' title='McDo party na toh!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113465056272861995</id><published>2005-12-15T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:43:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nakuha ko to kay bes ayee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/generated/20051215/b4GQiwGt0M.jpg" width="250" height="150" border="1" alt="Handwriting Analysis"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;What does your handwriting say about YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of your analysis say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry. &lt;br /&gt;You are a social person who likes to talk and meet others. &lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate, passionate, expressive, and future-oriented. &lt;br /&gt;You are a talkative person, maybe even a busybody! &lt;br /&gt;You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113465056272861995?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113465056272861995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113465056272861995&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113465056272861995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113465056272861995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/nakuha-ko-to-kay-bes-ayee.html' title='nakuha ko to kay bes ayee'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113429657154912835</id><published>2005-12-11T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T18:22:51.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paghihinagpis</title><content type='html'>ayoko kapag natatalo ako sa dota. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113429657154912835?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113429657154912835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113429657154912835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113429657154912835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113429657154912835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/paghihinagpis.html' title='paghihinagpis'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113394245691488418</id><published>2005-12-07T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:00:56.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch on Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>Eating at KFC would make you want to think that rice is now an endangered plant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113394245691488418?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113394245691488418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113394245691488418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113394245691488418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113394245691488418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/lunch-on-wednesdays.html' title='Lunch on Wednesdays'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113369927654377824</id><published>2005-12-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T15:58:43.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon - PBB the Movie!</title><content type='html'>Pinoy Big Brother is a great show, hands down. Me watching a mainstream pinoy reality show is enough proof to this claim. Yes, even if I get tired of listening to the the theme song that could someday replace the National Anthem. And even if I get irritated with people dancing to the said song, I think PBB is the best show there is. But I've got a tiny problem with the whole concept of PBB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the way people treat evicted housemates as instant superstars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, they entered the show in the hopes of winning the coveted 5 million pesos worth of prizes and all. But with the way things are going, I think they might have won more than what they aspired for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no problem with a newly-evicted housemate guesting several TV shows. I think we, the avid fans of the show, would like to know more about him/her, as if 50 days or so in Big Bro's house is not enough. I think its the way ABS CBN is making profit out of the housemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guesting on a talk show let's say, The Buzz, is ok. Even on noontime shows, I guess a little exposure would be forgivable. But to star in Nginig?(how is it spelled? with lots of i's? like nginiiiiiig perhaps?)I mean, come on. They didn't join a talent show let alone be professional actors or actresses. If the whole point of these "acting" stints is to acknowledge their acting prowess and show it to everyone, I guess I'm missing the whole point. So does everyone. I've got a question: How can you showcase something that is not there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, they flunked their acting 101. With the current trend of teen stars today, acting skill isn't such a big thing at all. Anyone with the looks, the "it" factor, minimal talent be it singing or dancing and with minimal cognitive dimension can rightfully march to Mother Ignacia and walk out of the building with at least a project up their sleeve. Unfortunately, save for Sam, the housemates fail in this department too. You want proof? YOU WANT PROOF? Look at Racquel and tell me in my face that I'm dead wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say that I exaggerrate a bit. I say you're wrong. You know what exaggerration is? It's Rico dancing to the tune of a hiphop song unaware that he looks like a cross between a giant insect and a baboon. That, faithful reader, is exaggerration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not say that I totally abhor the frequent guestings of the housemates in various TV shows. I only suggest that they be given their due. They didn't plan to become TV stars after they would leave the house. They know that. Heck, we all know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine show business is crowded with clutter. Stars brought about by pathetic noontime talent shows. Stars whose career plummets to the ground in a month or two. PBB's ex housemates are stars in their own rightful way. They have entertained the entire nation by pulling off the greatest acting show ever aired on TV - being their bare, naked selves. With this, I think they do not need a lead role in a horror show or their own drama series to prove they can act. I think they've done a good job of acting themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this treatment of housemates as superstars continues, I must warn Claudine and Piolo. They've met their match in the future Best Actor/Actress Awards. It wouldn't come to me as a surprise if it were Franzen and Racquel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113369927654377824?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113369927654377824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113369927654377824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113369927654377824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113369927654377824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/coming-soon-pbb-movie.html' title='Coming Soon - PBB the Movie!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113363148309621745</id><published>2005-12-04T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:38:03.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magis nga ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://scd.mm-c1.yimg.com/image/1087322267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na sayo. nang dahil sayo, sumakit ang ulo ko at mga 1pm na ako nagising. ayoko na sayo kasi isinuka ko lahat ng kinain ko noong araw na iyun. ayoko ayoko ayoko.&lt;br /&gt;pero gusto kita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://scd.mm-c1.yimg.com/image/1366654997" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113363148309621745?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113363148309621745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113363148309621745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113363148309621745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113363148309621745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/12/magis-nga-ba.html' title='magis nga ba?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113299225965025231</id><published>2005-11-26T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:05:38.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Jet Li's face and My Humps</title><content type='html'>Watch Hero (starring Jet Li). And if you're done, watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it's so spectacular. Is it because the movie itself kicks ass or is it because I'm in the company of my ever hilarious blockmates?&lt;br /&gt;Basta, I had a blast kanina. With all the dubbing and story-altering and the "connect to the present" things (My Humps, Nido commercial, Dolce and Gabbana etc etc etc) we did, I never enjoyed a movie watched in the comforts of our...recroom like this before. *ting* Alam ko na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE SHOULD DO THAT MORE OFTEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what's going to happen to our academic life if we are to bum around like that? hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113299225965025231?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113299225965025231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113299225965025231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113299225965025231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113299225965025231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/of-jet-lis-face-and-my-humps.html' title='Of Jet Li&apos;s face and My Humps'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113299116993804075</id><published>2005-11-26T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T11:55:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantina Chronicles</title><content type='html'>What a way to end the week. I am never gonna mix red horse and zombie ever again. Grabe, my head was throbbing like mad the moment I woke up at around 1030 this morning. Super sakit. 'Yung tipong mabibiyak na ang ulo mo sa sobrang sakit. Thankfully, the pain subsided when I was packing my things and was about to leave Ate Deb's house. &lt;br /&gt;So, if you've been vigilantly reading my blog (haha) you'd probably know where this story leads to. Uh-huh. When out on a Friday night, I sleep at other people's houses thus, I am still stuck to what I wear that day. That is something I'd like to call as the "dormer syndrome", 'yung kahit ganun pa rin suot mo kahapon, ok lang...papauwi ka pa lang eh. The worst thing about the dormer syndrome is when you actually bump into one of your acquaintances. You get weird and suspicious looks from thier faces. Parang, "Huh? Yan din suot mo kahapon ah!San ka ba galing?"&lt;br /&gt;And true enough, it couldn't have been any better. I met Alec, my blockmate, while walking to my dorm. I was covering my face with my yellow...uhm...yung yellow na folder (?) na may pockets for easy access and for OC-ness as well. Basta, yung pang DL na folder. Anyways, basta, nakakatawa lang siya kasi sanay na ako na makasalubong ng tao (orgmates usually) while I'm diagnosed with the dormer syndrome. &lt;br /&gt;Ok. Laguna, here I come! Woohooo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113299116993804075?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113299116993804075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113299116993804075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113299116993804075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113299116993804075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/cantina-chronicles.html' title='Cantina Chronicles'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113291957432250786</id><published>2005-11-25T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T19:52:54.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi blog, it's nice to be back</title><content type='html'>whew. grabe. ganito pala pag magis mode. pati blog hindi na nauupdate.&lt;br /&gt;galit ako sa isang tao. basta. nagbabasa rin siya ng blog na 'to. oo ate tish, binabasa niya 'to. &lt;br /&gt;boo. ang mean mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113291957432250786?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113291957432250786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113291957432250786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113291957432250786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113291957432250786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi-blog-its-nice-to-be-back.html' title='hi blog, it&apos;s nice to be back'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113246130497922551</id><published>2005-11-20T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:35:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yihee</title><content type='html'>Salamat, Panginoon sa araw na ito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113246130497922551?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113246130497922551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113246130497922551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113246130497922551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113246130497922551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/yihee.html' title='yihee'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113187145593605369</id><published>2005-11-13T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:45:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gutom na ako!</title><content type='html'>grabe, i had to take three cabs on my way to my dorm...imagine ang gastos. hindi pa nga nagsisimula ang sem, nabawasan na agad pera ko.&lt;br /&gt;plus i'm really starving. last meal ko sa bacolod pa, sa jollibee, 8am. speaking of jollibee, fast food na toh! 5 months na naman of fast food.&lt;br /&gt;super excited na ako bukas.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;PS: If ever I hear "Jumbo Pack" by Lito Camo one more time, I am gonna choke myself to death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113187145593605369?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113187145593605369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113187145593605369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113187145593605369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113187145593605369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/gutom-na-ako.html' title='gutom na ako!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113170430523830471</id><published>2005-11-11T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T18:18:25.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malabo si christian period</title><content type='html'>timothy ong: wait, so ano2x subjects mo?&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: physics, chem, math 22, eng and asian history&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: kw?&lt;br /&gt;timothy ong: palitan mo math mo ng theo...ganun akng&lt;br /&gt;timothy ong: akin&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: ndi pede, yung math ko  math 22 yun kelangan ko na matapos mga math ko&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: ndi eng math yun&lt;br /&gt;timothy ong: tangak!sabi ko, pareho tayo sked, palitan mo lang math ng theo&lt;br /&gt;timothy ong: hay naku, naiwan ata IQ mo sa tagaytay&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;timothy ong: &lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: hahahahahhahaha ang labu mu kasi eh&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: leche&lt;br /&gt;chris gonzales: hahahahahahaahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113170430523830471?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113170430523830471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113170430523830471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113170430523830471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113170430523830471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/malabo-si-christian-period.html' title='malabo si christian period'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113170412783685474</id><published>2005-11-11T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T18:16:03.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>41 hours to go..I wanna be sedated</title><content type='html'>namiss ko ang: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;1) Blockmates ko! siyempre, I'm looking forward to a *hopefully* Christmas party! (at masakit mang sabihin, oo, namiss ko si Asswipe)&lt;br /&gt;2) Gabay! Especially ang Igknights! Need I say more?!&lt;br /&gt;3) Ang Ateneo mismo! Ang magulong caf, ang wedding aisle papuntang Mateo, ang GR, ang lib at ang RSF! Tapos ung Bel! Magpapapic ako ulit dun...&lt;br /&gt;4) Schmitt Hall. Kahit mabaho, ok lang. Kahit paglabas namin amoy ukay2x ang mga damit namin, ok lang. It's worth the pain, beybeh.&lt;br /&gt;5) DOTA! Mahaba-habang Dota!&lt;br /&gt;6) Meatshop! Uhm, pinag-iisipan ko pa kung manlilibre ako sa 20 nang madaling araw. If ever, baka 300 lang ang sagot ko. Isa akong dukha, at wala akong magagawa dun (evil laugh) (suot ko ngayon ang People R People shirt ko! haha Irony Irony)&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Second sem na. Patayan na toh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113170412783685474?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113170412783685474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113170412783685474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113170412783685474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113170412783685474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/41-hours-to-goi-wanna-be-sedated.html' title='41 hours to go..I wanna be sedated'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113159220738378777</id><published>2005-11-10T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T11:10:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>namimiss ko na ang ateneo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113159220738378777?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113159220738378777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113159220738378777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113159220738378777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113159220738378777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113150434921798843</id><published>2005-11-09T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:51:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*ting*</title><content type='html'>Naalala ko 'to sa Friends. Wala lang, natawa ako sobra dito.&lt;br /&gt;Scene:In the restaurant where Ursula works as a waitress.&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe: Happy Birthday! Here, I got you a present!&lt;br /&gt;Ursula: Oh! You remembered!&lt;br /&gt;haha Go Friends. Si Phoebe at si Ross ang paborito ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113150434921798843?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113150434921798843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113150434921798843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113150434921798843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113150434921798843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/ting.html' title='*ting*'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113150324439002336</id><published>2005-11-09T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:37:57.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, you love me...</title><content type='html'>Sayang. as in. promise ko &lt;strong&gt;pagbubutihan ko na this sem&lt;/strong&gt; (the official mantra of DL-wannabes)&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm still having conflicts with my schedule. I'm transferring to Hi18 K, TTH 730-900 (the same with my Hi16 block). I don't know if Manaois is a good teacher. By good I mean someone who won't just teach but inspire students. Super ok kung mataas magbigay ng grades.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos I took Ballroom Dancing!!!Haha It's time to try new things!!!Invite ko daw ang mga tao sa finals sabi ni Marc.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kanina nanonood ako ng Barney and Friends. It has come to my realization that educational shows used to be fun and enjoyable when we were kids. But when you're 18, things change (parang people change (plug in: hindi na people change!people snack na!Go Edop!)) &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was about "Big Things and Small Things." Barney, who had a bad case of botox, teaches the hapless innocent kids songs about, well you guessed it!, Big Things and Small Things. Mind you, the song is so melodic that I can't take it off my head and I found myself humming even until noon. &lt;br /&gt;And then they ahd a special guest. A yellow Triceratops, with ribbons and seductive eyebrows to match, whose name is...uhm...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that has got to be the most incoherent episode ever to be aired and watched by me. In a show, Dora the Explorer for example, there has got to be a central theme (e.g. rescuing Izza the Iguana, taking back the magic mirror snatched by Swiper (Swiper no swiping!)). In that episode, the kids and the two monsters start to sing a very creative song. It only has two words. Kids, can you guess what it is? No? The answer is: Big...and Small! Very good kids. &lt;br /&gt;Then in a frenzied dance, they happen to chance upon a spiderweb. And then they were talking about spiders and then a scrawny blonde boy with two front teeth missing said he'd want to be an elephant. Then they all start to sing on cue. Kids!Can you guess what the song is all about? After that, the yellow Triceratops with a voice as horrible that could match that of Asswipe's said "I want to be a giant!" &lt;br /&gt;(Commercial Break)&lt;br /&gt;(I stood up, went over to the fridge and drank water all within 5 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;As I went back to the living room, they were acting out "Jack and the Beanstalk" - or a twisted and entirely sanitized Jack and the Beanstalk. &lt;br /&gt;Jack went to the market to trade a toy cow. Then an old man walking straight ahead looked back as Jack was about to overtake him (this show features clairvoyance) and offered some magic beans. Jack stupidly agrees because the old man said "It's a good deal." (this show also features hypnosis)&lt;br /&gt;Then, a magic tree appears as Jack's mom threw away the beans. Jack climbed it and saw a palace so big, he was awed by its magnificence. The only person there is a Chinese girl forced into cooking meals for the power-tripping giant (this show, sad to say, features racism). The the giant appears and all she wanted all along is a playmate. Jack said "I can be your playmate!" (this show features intimidation using size). The giant is so delighted by this and offered to share her food for Jack and his mother. And they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;Either that show is stupid or this sembreak is making &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113150324439002336?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113150324439002336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113150324439002336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113150324439002336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113150324439002336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-love-you-you-love-me.html' title='I love you, you love me...'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113125696152279353</id><published>2005-11-06T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T14:03:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsinoy ako...Tsinoy Tayo!</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you're stuck inside a house with no means of getting in touch with civilization?&lt;br /&gt;You get to watch Pinoy Big Brother, even if it makes you stay awake until 11:00 pm (I'm not sure about the time, I've heard they're changing it to an earlier timeslot, 9:30pm).&lt;br /&gt;But hell, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I love it even if my face gets to host a couple of pimples for one week's stay. (Luckily, it has been reduced to 2 days thanks to the green chinese medicine my mom bought somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;I love it even if I end up groggy the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, there's nothing like it.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwa kasi dati, I was being my non-conformist self and dismissed that PBB is jologs.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to the absence of cable lines in my subdivision, I had no choice but to watch it, along with my mom, sister, brother and my 10 month old nephew.&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre, na-curious din ako dati kung ano ba talaga ang PBB. Naririnig ko kasi sa GR at sa mga blockmates ko pero hindi ako nanonood nun. I had ETC, HBO and Jack TV (for the Drawn Together but I don't see it nowadays..tsk tsk)to keep myself busy until 2am. Pero ngayon, nakita ko na siya! At siguradong magugustuhan ni Mommy at ni Kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Yehey. At least may rason na akong umuwi nang maaga at huwag nang magdota. Oo,tama. Mas nakakatipid pa yun. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/81/Pinoy_Big_Brother.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I couldn't charm it to display &lt;strong&gt;TSINOY&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Mel and I are thinking of making a TSINOY BIG BROTHER shirt. Tapos ibebenta namin sa Celadon. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113125696152279353?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113125696152279353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113125696152279353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113125696152279353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113125696152279353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/tsinoy-akotsinoy-tayo.html' title='Tsinoy ako...Tsinoy Tayo!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113125570827920218</id><published>2005-11-06T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:43:04.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive me Father, for I have sinned</title><content type='html'>wala akong load.&lt;br /&gt;sira ang pc ko sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;kaya-&lt;br /&gt;RB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/74/4094716/13467402410445s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f1.yahoofs.com/groups/g_15531731/__tn_mara+and+the+bottle.jpg?bcyuZbDByGCLaKsL" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Ate Joyce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.friendster.com/images/nophoto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha wala kasing pic sa friendster kaya eto na lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113125570827920218?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113125570827920218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113125570827920218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113125570827920218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113125570827920218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/forgive-me-father-for-i-have-sinned.html' title='Forgive me Father, for I have sinned'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113101128437645836</id><published>2005-11-03T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T17:48:04.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Rants*</title><content type='html'>My sembreak is drawing to a close. Sad to say, I only have 11 days to go before I go back to my beloved dorm. I am looking forward to my classes next sem, as I would have to face Theo and History. (wait, weird ang History namin, being chem majors, we're supposed to take up Hi18 since it is a prerequisite to minoring in German Studies or in my case, French Studies...can someone help me out with this?)I am thrilled to have gotten rid of Math, which I won;t be seeing until this summer (Ch41.5/EngMa101)But wait, there's more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SCHEDULE SUCKS. BIG TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to endure 3 straight hours of intellectual pursuit which includes Organic Chemistry II and Analytical Physics II. That means breakfast na toh! I do hope that the Php 20 Breakfast Sandwich can fill me up until 1130. &lt;br /&gt;1130. That brings me to my next problem. I have no classes in the afternoon, save for Thursday and Friday which are devoted to lab sessions. Darn, so what now? What will I do to keep myself busy up to 430 (GA's)? *ting* Dota.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is my TTH sched. 730-900 and 1030-1200. What a bummer. I would probably devote 900-1030 in the lib. No, not to study. I'm talking about a nice sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My last concern is my teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My lab teacher is Regina So, not Guidote. Sorry Tina, I know he's cool and all but he just gives terrible grades. I wouldn't be surprised if I'd gotten a C+ last sem. Imagine, luha+dugo+pawis = C+??? I hope Dr. So will be a nice prof. For onw, she's chinese. (Regina) So I think we'd go along just fine. (haha Marc)&lt;br /&gt;2) Sir Maquiling is still teaching us! He's nice and all, except when he's got mood swings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Si Sir Chua pa rin!!!juice ko. Ayoko na sa kanya. Plus, Ch27 is in C109, so we hope the cool room won't take much of our energy just to stay awake. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;2) I've got Mary Thomas!!!ha!!!Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;There, I'm not updating much these days. And I'm not checking other people's blog either. &lt;br /&gt;Hi Tina! Marc! Bes Ayee! Bes Jim! (at iba pang Igknights haha sorry) &lt;br /&gt;Excited na ako sa 14! &lt;br /&gt;Let's paint the town PINK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113101128437645836?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113101128437645836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113101128437645836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113101128437645836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113101128437645836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/11/rants.html' title='*Rants*'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-113022280933004355</id><published>2005-10-25T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:46:49.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, bacolod</title><content type='html'>haha ang saya ng bacolod. may dota rin pala dito.&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko rin ang mga kaibigan ko. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;kailangan kong magpapayat pa. kaya nagsiswimming ako at nagjojoging ako araw araw. haha humanda ka marc.&lt;br /&gt;PS. sana makasama ako sa PE ng mga LSAT people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-113022280933004355?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/113022280933004355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=113022280933004355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113022280933004355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/113022280933004355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-bacolod.html' title='hello, bacolod'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112902751710681463</id><published>2005-10-11T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:45:17.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gateway getaway</title><content type='html'>mabuhay ang physics!yehey yehey&lt;br /&gt;siyempre, nagdodota muna ako tapos math finals bukas. tas nanood pa kami ni bes jim at mel ng corpse bride. haha&lt;br /&gt;i feel: na tapos na ang sembreak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112902751710681463?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112902751710681463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112902751710681463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112902751710681463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112902751710681463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/10/gateway-getaway.html' title='gateway getaway'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112894664328086181</id><published>2005-10-10T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:21:44.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish ko nakakapag-aral ako. promise.</title><content type='html'>hala. i should be studying for that darn physics final orals. haha&lt;br /&gt;eto na talaga Lord. 28 na tanong, 1 sagot. &lt;br /&gt;ang tanong: kaya ba?&lt;br /&gt;sana. hindi, hindi sana. DAPAT.&lt;br /&gt;on other news...baka magkaroon ako ng...tsanan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://scd.mm-c1.yimg.com/image/1331794323"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero baka lang. kahit bulok phone ko, at least may shuffle ako. yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;hala. 8:20 pm na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DIZIZIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112894664328086181?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112894664328086181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112894664328086181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112894664328086181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112894664328086181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/10/wish-ko-nakakapag-aral-ako-promise.html' title='wish ko nakakapag-aral ako. promise.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112875459308121819</id><published>2005-10-08T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T14:56:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi pa rin natutuyo ang mga sinampay ko!</title><content type='html'>Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;Study for Ps31 Oral exams&lt;br /&gt;Study for Ch25 Finals&lt;br /&gt;Study for Ma22 Finals&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! Gaya ni Tina, narealize ko rin na ang boring ng buhay ko these past few weeks!Aral lang ng aral. &lt;br /&gt;At salamat tapos na ang aking Ps31 make-your-own-long-exam exam.&lt;br /&gt;At salamat magkakaroon kami ng block overnight sa Tagaytay!Yehey!&lt;br /&gt;At salamat kasi may English block thing kami sa Oct 15 sa bahay ni Daphne. &lt;br /&gt;At salamat kasi tatlong araw na inuman toh!&lt;br /&gt;At makakauwi na ako sa bahay. Aymishu Bacolod.&lt;br /&gt;PS. Oo, marunong akong maglaba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112875459308121819?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112875459308121819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112875459308121819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112875459308121819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112875459308121819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/10/hindi-pa-rin-natutuyo-ang-mga-sinampay.html' title='Hindi pa rin natutuyo ang mga sinampay ko!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112822456764947124</id><published>2005-10-02T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T11:54:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Library? Ikaw ba yan, Tim?</title><content type='html'>Nasa library lang ako the entire weekend. Ang sarap palang mag-aral lalo na kung malamig. Pero nasobrahan yata ang aking pag-aaral kasi nagkamigraine ako. Ewan ko basta ang sakit sobra. Sa mga hindi pa nakaranas ng migraine, ito ay isang sakit (sakit nga ba?) basta similar sa isang headache ngunit kalahati lang o parte lang ng ulo mo ang sumasakit. Tapos, mararamdaman mo ang pulse mo sa may malapit sa tenga tapos kung gagalaw ka, lalo siyang magiging intense.&lt;br /&gt;Dahil dito, isinantabi ko muna ang aking aaralin para magpahinga ng onti. 7:30 pm nang ako'y nagsimulang magpahinga at isinet ko ang alarm sa 8:30 pm kasi manonood sana ako ng Saturday Night Live at Drawn Together. Pero, sa sobrang sakit ng ulo ko, hindi ko na nakayanang tumayo o idilat man lang ang aking mga mata. Pagkagising ko, 10:30 na amp. &lt;strong&gt;10:30 AM&lt;/strong&gt;! So bale lampas 12 hours ang aking tulog. Ayan tuloy, groggy ako ngayon. &lt;br /&gt;Magsasara na ang library. At pupunta ako sa dati kong dorm kahit may utang pa ako dun na 1000 php. haha&lt;br /&gt;PS. Sana Oct. 19-21 ang Edop planning para makasama ako. At, dapat may mahanap na ako na magpoproxy sa akin sa reg. &lt;br /&gt;PPS. Makakapunta ako sa debut ni Barbie sa Iloilo. yehey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112822456764947124?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112822456764947124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112822456764947124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112822456764947124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112822456764947124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/10/library-ikaw-ba-yan-tim.html' title='Library? Ikaw ba yan, Tim?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112808729030301765</id><published>2005-09-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:34:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bifurcational point?</title><content type='html'>Yehey. Makakasama ko na nang matagal ang aking pamilya at mga kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa madaling panahon na nagkasama tayo. Paalam LSAT.&lt;br /&gt;Basta, ayoko ko nang sabihin kung ano nangyari. Nakakaasar lang. Nakakapikon.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, kung ayaw niyo sa akin, kebs ko. ayoko rin sa inyo. (copyright by Ayee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112808729030301765?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112808729030301765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112808729030301765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112808729030301765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112808729030301765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/bifurcational-point.html' title='bifurcational point?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112790168001398373</id><published>2005-09-28T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:01:20.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God really knows everything</title><content type='html'>A while ago, I was sad because other people made me feel less of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Salamat Panginoon, sa mga blockmates ko.&lt;br /&gt;At sa NSTP formation session na 'yun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112790168001398373?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112790168001398373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112790168001398373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112790168001398373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112790168001398373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/god-really-knows-everything.html' title='God really knows everything'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112781551137205851</id><published>2005-09-27T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:05:29.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd Moments</title><content type='html'>ahh physics - I am so loving you right now.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss the old you. Right now, I just can't understand the way you're acting. boo&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I will be reading Infinity Book by George Cantor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112781551137205851?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112781551137205851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112781551137205851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112781551137205851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112781551137205851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/nerd-moments.html' title='Nerd Moments'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112729978238443753</id><published>2005-09-21T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:51:55.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>I am shifting to BS Chemistry/BS Materials Science and Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I really planned it a long time ago but not until now that I actually started the shifting process.&lt;br /&gt;When Sir guidote asked me my reason/s for shifting, my honest reply was:&lt;br /&gt;"Kasi Sir mas matalino pakinggan." (My present course is BS Chemistry)&lt;br /&gt;And then he laughed. But my real reason for shifting is for me to have a diverse background in Chemistry. At least, if I screwed up as a chemist, I'd still be able to continue as an engineer. (Marc: weh, engineer-engineeran lang naman ang MSE eh)&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what's with shifting but now that I think of it, most people are shifting to a course so far off from their original degree. It's funny to think that as a freshie, I would expect my blockmates that I saw at the OrSem to be there until the end. But hell no. It's a dog-eat-dog world in here. Most people shift due to 1) difficulty of the course 2) a realization of a "truer" calling and 3) they just feel like it. I am saddened everytime I hear my blockmates talk about shifting out of the department since it makes me realize why I am there in the first place. Fortunately, I don't get a hang of it these days. Whenever chemistry people talk about shifting, rest assured that it would be within the department. Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwa ang mga freshies kasi akala nila, they are meant to stay in a particular course, tapos next thing they know, ayaw na nila. But I happen to have a name-course moniker. Whenever I hear a person's name, his course immediately pops in my mind. Like Tish *poof* LitFil or Ayee *poof* Comm or something like Tina *poof*...uhm, *poof* na lang ulit. haha Joke lang Tina. And then when a person shifts, ika nga ni James kay Omi, "I can't see you taking a different course [other than PsACS]" parang ganun, for me, kapag nakilala kitang ECE now, tapos kapag nagkita tayo a sem after and then iba na course mo, it would ruin my organized name-course code.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang, I'm just happy that I did finish my part in the SA paper, even if a lot of disastrous things happened. Salamat sa pag-unawa mga groupmates. Mahal ko kayo. haha&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;And Luisa Reyes must die. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112729978238443753?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112729978238443753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112729978238443753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112729978238443753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112729978238443753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112713521660882880</id><published>2005-09-19T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:11:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's be grade concious!</title><content type='html'>I'm actually surprised that ignorant me finally found out that there are pc's in the lib for internet use. That just shows how often I visit the library. Let's do a little checklist:&lt;br /&gt;1) to get photocopied materials from McMurry's Organic Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;2) uh, there's no number 2 actually. Just number 1.&lt;br /&gt;so there, I am so alienated whenever I hear people talking about going into the library. It's as if the library a place where many mysteries are unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;But knowing they are open until 9pm, I might as well visit the place. To study?hehe Blog na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Standing ko so far this sem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chem 25 B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (sayang talaga ung 3rd LT.damn E1 and Sn1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chem 26 B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I really hope we have bonus quizzes, or better yet, bonus lab...I got two zeros in my quizzes for being late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Math 22 C+&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (yehey sa exam kanina. I am really crossing my fingers this time. I haven't had an A in a math long test yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Physics 31 B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I hope I can maintain this, but seriously Sir Maquiling is really really nice so I think most of us in the block would get high grades. Uhm, except when he has those mood swings again. "Akin na nga ang payong na yan! TORQUE!CLOCKWISE!" "TO HELL WITH YOU!MGA LECHE KAYO!" hi blockmates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fil 14 B&lt;/strong&gt;+&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(ewan ko sa teacher na 'to. free cut galore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SA 21 B&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(based on midterm exam results. I really hope she'd like our paper. Quoting Ping, &lt;strong&gt;this time hindi na pwedeng ibarbero ang mga sagot natin kay ma'am. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;QPI : 3.00&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hala. ok na, considering I am super mediocre this sem. I really think B is mediocre, no offense to those who think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, ipinapaubaya ko na sa'yo lahat lahat.&lt;br /&gt;Bahala na kayo. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112713521660882880?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112713521660882880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112713521660882880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112713521660882880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112713521660882880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-be-grade-concious.html' title='Let&apos;s be grade concious!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112709823594568529</id><published>2005-09-19T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T10:50:35.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombie mode</title><content type='html'>SA paper + PE midterms + Math LT + Erya ACP + broke = OH NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112709823594568529?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112709823594568529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112709823594568529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112709823594568529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112709823594568529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/zombie-mode.html' title='zombie mode'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112666556085948700</id><published>2005-09-14T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T10:39:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatshop Chronicles</title><content type='html'>Bangag at inaantok pa ako nung umuwi ako galing kina Ate Mutie. Nag meatshop ang mga kaibigan ko nung gabing iyon, ngunit nag-pass muna ako. Ganun pala ang feeling, masaya. 'Yung nakatatanggi ka sa isang bagay na alam mong wala namang naidudulot na maganda. Hindi namna sa hinahamak ko ang mga pumunta pero mas marami pa akong dapt gawin, at isa na dito ang matulog. Alam kong tuwang-tuwa ang mga tao nun, at nabahala din ako. Sabi ko, sayang. Sayang sapagkat hindi ako kasama sa mga usapan na pang-meatshop lamang. Sayang sapagkat libre pa naman ang mga inumin. At sayang sapagkat nabulok ako kasama ang mga kasama kong himbing na sa pagtulog. Sana pumunta ako, ngunit naisip ko rin na lahat ng bagay may hangganan. Isa na dun ang pagpunta ko sa Meatshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pati ang aking pasensiya ay may hangganan din. Kahit palagi akong tumatawa sa mga pinakamababaw na jokes, kahit parati akong hyper, kahit parati akong maingay. May limitasyon din ako. Naaasar. Nasasaktan. Nagagalit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Huwag mo nang gagawin ulit 'yun ha. Kaibigan pa naman kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112666556085948700?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112666556085948700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112666556085948700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112666556085948700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112666556085948700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/meatshop-chronicles.html' title='Meatshop Chronicles'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112609910897248224</id><published>2005-09-07T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:19:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakit?</title><content type='html'>naisip ko, bakit ko kailangang mag-aral eh kapag nakakuha na ako ng diploma galing sa Ateneo, eh di ok na.&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwang isipin na nag-aaral tayo para sa makakuha ng mataas na grado tapos kapag job-hunting na, mauunahan ka pa ng classmate mong mediocre nung college.&lt;br /&gt;MEDIOCRE- yan ang word para sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Simula pa nung nasa hayskul pa ako, inaamin ko mediocre talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko nga alam kung pano ako nakasurvive ng hayskul bilang isang mediocre student.&lt;br /&gt;Siguro, I had things my way. Alam mo yun, exemption exemptions, contest contest, eh di plus points etc. Tapos madali lang talaga ang hayskul. Para sa akin, sobra. Parang naglalaro ka lang ng bahybahayan at bawat araw, nananalo ka. Masaya.&lt;br /&gt;Tas eto, pag tungtong ko ng kolehiyo parang lahat nagbago. Hindi pwedeng mediocre. Lahat Magis. Mahirap.&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko, bakit ko kailangang mag-aral?&lt;br /&gt;siguro kailangan lang talaga upang makamit ang inaasam-asam na diploma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112609910897248224?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112609910897248224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112609910897248224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112609910897248224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112609910897248224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/09/bakit.html' title='Bakit?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112554909077651480</id><published>2005-09-01T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T12:37:20.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nagbablog habang SA film viewing</title><content type='html'>i hate you!&lt;br /&gt;lagi na lang kitang nakakasalubong kung saan ako pumunta!&lt;br /&gt;kung saan ako, umaaligid ka!&lt;br /&gt;sa mga GA's, sa Mateo, sa Ateneo at kung saan saan pa!&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na!&lt;br /&gt;tantanan mo na ako please!&lt;br /&gt;i hate you&lt;br /&gt;i hate you&lt;br /&gt;i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige...brighter side of things&lt;br /&gt;1) masaya ako at nakapasa si bes sa psych quiz bee!&lt;br /&gt;gleng gleng talaga!!!Zaturnnah na 'to!&lt;br /&gt;2) food stubs - ice cream party!&lt;br /&gt;3) naka-unlimited ako kaya pde na akong magtext ng magtext&lt;br /&gt;4) nakatanggap ako ng email from a friend in HS na hindi ko pa nakikita after graduation&lt;br /&gt;5) kahit -10 ako sa lab kanina kasi nakikipagdaldalan lang ako, ok lang kasi ang bango ng product...amoy baby cologne! BIGTIME!&lt;br /&gt;6) nainspire ako sa sinabi ni Sir Guidote kanina, na ang mga katulad nina Einstein at Pasteur ay sobrang mediocre nung sila ay nasa kolehiyo...so parang naisip ko na kelangan kong maging mediocre para maging matalino...hehe hindi, naisip ko na hindi sukatan ang grado upang tawagin na bobo ang isang tao. tas narealize ko rin na great minds drink enervon.&lt;br /&gt;7) mga blockmates ko!!!sila talaga ang nagpapakulay ng aking buhay chem. ang kulit namin every lab session...haha&lt;br /&gt;8) start na ng BER months...kaya malapit na ang pasko!&lt;br /&gt;9) may eastwood gimik ang igknights this friday...sa wakas sana makabili na ako ng shirt sa people are persons for others.&lt;br /&gt;10) nakita ko siya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112554909077651480?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112503427776170012</id><published>2005-08-26T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:31:17.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(walang title)</title><content type='html'>at sa wakas...lumabas na rin ang math midterm exam results...as usual, regrets regrets...yung sayang, mali ang pagsubstitute ko o di kaya, shet!mali ang sign...buti na lang hindi ako gaano nadepress...ngayon wala akong paki sa math...kung si cabral nga, nakayanan ko, yung iba pa kaya!&lt;br /&gt;(deep breathly)&lt;br /&gt;stress stress stress...kung kaya ko lang uminom ng 50 tablets ng stresstabs, gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;(deep breathly ulit)&lt;br /&gt;mabuti na lang may concert mamaya...at least i have something to look forward to at the end of the day. sana gumagawa ako ng postlab ko, ngunit nababato ako at nagbablog.&lt;br /&gt;(stretch stretch)&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko talagang gumawa ng isang malupit na entry kaya lang i'm not in the mood parati...depressed ako o di kaya lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;(yawn)&lt;br /&gt;ayun!tinext ako ni tatiana, taga-UP na friend ko nung HS na magrereunion ang PENRO people!!!yehey...kaya lang ang onti namin...sana mas marami pa ang pumunta...at sana hindi magkaconflict ang galera getaway ng block ko sa reunion...sana lang...&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang hindi natutunaw ang picture...kagabi kasi isang oras lang kitang tinititigan...at ikaw ay nakangiti lang...sa camera.&lt;br /&gt;PS andaming naka-orange/red/pink (basta hot colors) ngayon...sakto talaga pag sinusuot ko ang asswipe shirt ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112503427776170012?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112503427776170012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112503427776170012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112503427776170012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112503427776170012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/walang-title.html' title='(walang title)'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112479211276737676</id><published>2005-08-23T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:15:12.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pork humba at ube halaya at karyoka at sangkatutak na pagkain</title><content type='html'>kakatapos lang ng midterms sa math kahapon,&lt;br /&gt;at bukas naman ay ang pangatlong pagsusulit...sa math din&lt;br /&gt;haaay, ang dami kong gagawin...kelan ba pa matatapos ang aking paghihirap&lt;br /&gt;tiis, tiis diploma ang kapalit&lt;br /&gt;sasama ako sa edop bobofest 2005 para mag-unwind!!!&lt;br /&gt;ginugutom ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;eto o, para sa'yo: &lt;a href="http://www.admu.edu.ph/guest/ampc/menu.htm"&gt;http://www.admu.edu.ph/guest/ampc/menu.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112479211276737676?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112479211276737676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112479211276737676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112479211276737676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112479211276737676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/pork-humba-at-ube-halaya-at-karyoka-at.html' title='pork humba at ube halaya at karyoka at sangkatutak na pagkain'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112437312809880790</id><published>2005-08-18T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T21:52:08.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Group 4 siya!</title><content type='html'>SA - ang class of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;mahal ko ang SA!!!&lt;br /&gt;sana SA araw araw!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112437312809880790?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112437312809880790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112437312809880790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112437312809880790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112437312809880790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/group-4-siya.html' title='Group 4 siya!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112427540947422345</id><published>2005-08-17T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:43:29.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>namamaga ang ________ ko</title><content type='html'>takte!ang sakit ng ulo ko sobra...grabe ngayon ko lang talaga naramdaman ang ganitong klaseng sakit. sobrang sakit talaga. kanina, wala naman to pero ngayon exaj ang sakit. baka dulot lang ito ng matinding stress...kasi naman ang lab namin na 2-unit subject, daig pa ang physics na 5-units kung ikukumpara sa workload...grabe ang buhay ko ay nakasentro sa chem!!!chem major ako!!!nakakadrain ng utak, nakakapanghina...lord, i need a break! gusto kong mag-unwind sa bacolod...basta, anywhere na walang acads!!!isang bagay pa na baka nag-trigger ng sakit na ito ay ang sobrang pagkainis ko kay asswipe kanina...sobrang ang sarap upakan. nanggigigil ako sa pagmumukha at boses niya!!!grrrr...ping!patayan na to!huwag na huwag siyang magkakamaling galitin ako kasi magtatagpo ang nguso at noo niya!omg, sabog na sabog ako...gusto ko ng happy food...isaw at sago. &lt;br /&gt;wish ko rin pwedeng magcomment ang mga tao dito...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112427540947422345?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112427540947422345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112427540947422345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112427540947422345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112427540947422345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/namamaga-ang-ko.html' title='namamaga ang ________ ko'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112410503530606130</id><published>2005-08-15T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T19:23:55.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HD Attack</title><content type='html'>isang ngiti mo lang, ayos na ang araw ko.&lt;br /&gt;salamat. sa isang semestreng magkasama tayo,&lt;br /&gt;ngayon lang nagtagpo ang ating mga mata.&lt;br /&gt;ayos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112410503530606130?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112410503530606130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112410503530606130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112410503530606130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112410503530606130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/hd-attack.html' title='HD Attack'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112382879438906575</id><published>2005-08-12T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:42:46.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaturnnah!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate rainy days! For one thing, it makes my starry pastel green umbrella wet (haha). Much worse is that all of a sudden I find my denim shorts full of splatters of dirt and mud at the back OR I notice that my feet stink, thanks to the sandals that I am wearing OR both. Two trips to the bathroom (first was in Mateo and the next was in Schmitt) couldn't eradicate this stench and I couldn't even smell a trace of Rosemary extract (was it?basta purplish 'yung kulay) present in KT's perfume. Yes friends, that's how bad my feet smell. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I haven't had a decent sleep last night. We (Ate Deb, Ray, Jahnus and Kuya Mac) played 99 and the loser gets to drink a cocktail sized mug full of water. Jahnus had two trips to the bathroom in just 30 minutes. So we all went to bed and dozed off at around 2am. I had to be at school at around 8:15 lest I want another zero for my Ch25 class due to tardiness. So by 7am, we were ready to go. I had to pray for guidance from Jesus so that I wouldn't meet any of my blockmates nor orgmates along the way since I haven't changed my shirt and pants and yes, briefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was (waiting for a chance haha corny amp) in my seat at C-114, wiping any traces of laway and muta on my face. My blockmates and I really hoped for a free cut, and tsanan! Wish Granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the state of utmost jubilation. My next class is not until 11:30am. So I spent my free time going to the Guidance Office and scheduled an interview about shifting procedures (yehey! BS CHMSE na ako!!!)Oh, we had porn talk with my blockmates also. That made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came Math. Well, I didn't see it coming since I was asleep the whole time (and I was in the front row).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Read "Ang Kagila-gilalas na Pakikipagsapalaran ni Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah" by Carlo Vergara. 5 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112382879438906575?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112382879438906575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112382879438906575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112382879438906575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112382879438906575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/zaturnnah.html' title='Zaturnnah!!!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112375905377791991</id><published>2005-08-11T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:17:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression galore</title><content type='html'>Reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince is NOT a good way to ease your depression. If you are reading it in the hope of alleviating yourself from misery and stress, then STOP READING IT. Read it while you're happy and relish that moment for after a few hours that big, innocent smile in your face will be nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112375905377791991?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112375905377791991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112375905377791991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112375905377791991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112375905377791991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/depression-galore.html' title='Depression galore'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112367206314848821</id><published>2005-08-10T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:07:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Unti-unti kang iniiwan&lt;br /&gt;Sa mundo mong&lt;br /&gt;Kay sikip&lt;br /&gt;at kay dilim&lt;br /&gt;at kay hirap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unti-unti kang gumagapang&lt;br /&gt;at naghahanap&lt;br /&gt;ng mabubuhusan&lt;br /&gt;ng mga daing&lt;br /&gt;ng mga luha&lt;br /&gt;ng dugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unti-unti kang nababagabag&lt;br /&gt;sa paglisan&lt;br /&gt;nila&lt;br /&gt;na dati-rati'y&lt;br /&gt;tinuring mong&lt;br /&gt;iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, ikaw ay mag-isa&lt;br /&gt;sa mundo mong masikip,&lt;br /&gt;madilim at mahirap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at patuloy kang gagapang sa kawalan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112367206314848821?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112367206314848821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112367206314848821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112367206314848821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112367206314848821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112294353891412277</id><published>2005-08-02T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:45:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Hell Week Mode</title><content type='html'>My utak is: sabaw.&lt;br /&gt;Bow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112294353891412277?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112263771948556337</id><published>2005-07-29T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:42:53.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checklist</title><content type='html'>akala ko hell week ko ngayon...hindi pala. Nimove lahat ng mga long tests ko next week. so instead this week, next week na hell week ko. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;Updates!!!&lt;br /&gt;- SA 21 midterms - sobrang olats ng teacher...wala kaming natututunan. akala ko pa naman masaya ang SA, well kung sa ibang teacher siguro oo, pero i was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;- Math 22 long test - punyets!!!convergence and divergence!!!arrrghhh wala kong natututunan din!!!ayoko ko rin nito kasi katabi ko si asswipe. haha&lt;br /&gt;- Physics 31 long test - eto sobrang kinatatakutan ko..mahirap daw talaga eh...omg, lord help me.&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry 25 long test - eto rin!libro lang lahat...sana mataas ako dito.hehe&lt;br /&gt;ayun, dota muna ako...i have to enjoy this week because...because...siyet hemmorrhage!my nose is bleeding profusely.&lt;br /&gt;Kasi, hindi ko na maeenjoy ang week ko next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112263771948556337?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112263771948556337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112263771948556337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112263771948556337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112263771948556337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/07/checklist.html' title='Checklist'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112195840918909526</id><published>2005-07-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:12:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>i want this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://scd.mm-c1.yimg.com/image/1073901940" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a nice sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112195840918909526?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112195840918909526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112195840918909526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112195840918909526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112195840918909526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112176522922498120</id><published>2005-07-19T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T17:37:31.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop using me. You don't.</title><content type='html'>Dear Asswipe,&lt;br /&gt;   I must commend you for being persisitent. Though I know it must be very hard for you to join our conversations, I am still amazed you even dared. You must have enough guts to mingle with us even though you know that we are lightyears apart. See, the difference is that we have a life that's full of wonderful things and we have friends to share those things with. Yeah, you're right. You don't have a friend. It's a no-brainer why.&lt;br /&gt;   I am truly grateful that I met you. Now, I know what hell is. Being with you for 5 minutes is enough to drive my sanity away. Now imagine a very very hot place where there's lots of screaming souls trapped in an eternity of torture and forever kept in darkness devoid of any nourishment and other necessities. Got it? That's an hour with your company.&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know what I'd do if ever you're not around. I seemed to have loved your ugly face. Every morning, I would stare at that shiny forehead of yours and devise a plan to finally end your reign of destruction. I would gaze into the sky and imagine the future without you - without any sign of you, not even your toenail. What a wonderful life, I would often say.&lt;br /&gt;   I have found a way to beat you. All I have to do is to mock you. You have now turned me into a student whose saliva gushes out from the sides of the mouth at the sight of numbers and whose impatient hand shoots in the air upon a teacher's unfinished question. I now speak in conyo mode, so that you'll get to hear how you sound in that awful, uhm voice of yours. I have yet to try to baby talk everyone with that hideous face enough to make an infant squirm in disgust.&lt;br /&gt;   I have known the importance of life. For the main reason that I'm happy I am not you. Our blockmates think the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;   With these, I have come to realize that life is not the same without you. That is, life is more miserable with you in it. I ask you, please stop being yourself even for just one day. That's not so hard to do. If it is, stay out of our lives. That's the least you can do.&lt;br /&gt;   Btw, if you're reading this, I have three words for you:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;Grow up bitch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112176522922498120?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112176522922498120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112176522922498120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112176522922498120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112176522922498120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/07/stop-using-me-you-dont.html' title='Stop using me. You don&apos;t.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112108972744661154</id><published>2005-07-11T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:48:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrrr</title><content type='html'>i so hate this day for a very particular reason, math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112108972744661154?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112108972744661154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112108972744661154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112108972744661154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112108972744661154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/07/grrrrrr.html' title='grrrrrr'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112026886206282367</id><published>2005-07-02T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T09:47:42.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-asleep mode</title><content type='html'>a night of partying + magdamagang dota = kabangagan&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake for 25 hours and 40 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I just played dota for 8 straight hours.&lt;br /&gt;I pity billions of my brain cells which just passed away by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep yet I'd end up waking late this evening.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my body couldn't distinguish if it wants to sleep because it's evening or stay awake because well, I slept nga the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Shet, now I don't know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr I'm not an insomniac and I how I wish I were (that is, just for today)&lt;br /&gt;Am I making sense?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I still do.&lt;br /&gt;Am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112026886206282367?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112026886206282367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112026886206282367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112026886206282367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112026886206282367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/07/half-asleep-mode.html' title='Half-asleep mode'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-112011323945211547</id><published>2005-06-30T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T14:38:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! I am nice...and nasty too.</title><content type='html'>Finally! Our first free cut of the semester! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that someone I hate actually hates me back as well! Yes, now that we're even, I wouldn't have guilty feelings everytime I backstab (let's give that person a nickname...asswipe) asswipe. Then, I wouldn't appear that evil since we share some mutual feelings, only that my utmost loathing is way way way out of control. Also, Asswipe has this way of making side comments about me, which is absolutely fine with me since I do that very often to asswipe. The thing is, my friends can hear what asswipe is saying and sad part is, asswipe thinks that those people are his/her(mental note avoid using pronouns as it may reveal parts of Asswipe's identity) friend! Awww, how sad is that? Asswipe really has no idea that some guy (let's give him a nickname too...Dude) is telling me things about Asswipe's nasty side comments about me. For that Dude, I give you props. &lt;br /&gt;Now that we're dead even, wait, we're not even: I don't have an ass full of crap as a face. And I don't have a miserable life too. Ok, I'm lost. I don't have anything more to say.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Good Day! I'm Timothy. 17 going on 18. I get very nasty when provoked. Get ready Asswipe, I am going to gouge your eyes out, make you eat it and I am going to whack your face with a rusty military pick and pour vinegar all over your face. Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-112011323945211547?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/112011323945211547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=112011323945211547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112011323945211547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/112011323945211547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/hi-i-am-niceand-nasty-too.html' title='Hi! I am nice...and nasty too.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111986461663891697</id><published>2005-06-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:30:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my blockmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/15.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito 'yung simula ng road trip namin papuntang Tondo. Taken in front of McDo Katips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/11.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito din pala.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/18.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito na 'yung arrival namin sa bahay ni Edmond. Fad kasi ang nakanganga like this pic (and the following pics too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/17.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pic!(May iba na sumingit...hem hem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/14.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooling around with some cowboy hat. Si Koi saling ketket.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/16.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na!meet jose cuervo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/12.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ubod ng kulit na si Ping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets play the game "make your longest mura in bisaya." (ay si kats pala di marunong kaya english ginamit niya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang napapala ng phone ni Ping!Marami akong pics.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/10.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Seattle's Best Coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111986461663891697?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111986461663891697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111986461663891697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111986461663891697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111986461663891697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/meet-my-blockmates.html' title='Meet my blockmates'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111952557121495320</id><published>2005-06-23T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T19:20:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cute love letter for someone I know</title><content type='html'>Ayoko sayo at alam mo iyon&lt;br /&gt;Ang tanga mo naman kapag hindi mo alam&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sa pagmumukha mo&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sa jacket mo&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sa noo mo&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sa nguso mo&lt;br /&gt;Para kang si Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sa boses mo&lt;br /&gt;Parang pinaghalong boses ng isang bitch at isang sanggol&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko kapag katabi kita&lt;br /&gt;Nandidiri ako kapag nahahawakan mo ako&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko sa pangingialam mo sa mga bagay bagay&lt;br /&gt;Akala mo masaya kami na kasama ka?&lt;br /&gt;Kung alam mo lang...LAHAT NG TAO AYAW SAYO!&lt;br /&gt;At pinipilit mo pa ang sarili mo sa amin!&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate your existence&lt;br /&gt;I hate the mere thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Take a hint you biyatch&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111952557121495320?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111952557121495320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111952557121495320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111952557121495320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111952557121495320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-cute-love-letter-for-someone-i-know.html' title='My cute love letter for someone I know'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111952497648937937</id><published>2005-06-23T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T19:09:36.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Value</title><content type='html'>Napanood niyo na ba ang palabas sa MTV na "I Want A Famous Face?"&lt;br /&gt;Ako oo, at marami akong nahinuha: (ang lalim ng word!salamat kay kuya roi)&lt;br /&gt;1) Ang tao ay likas na mababaw. Gagawin natin ang lahat para lamang makamit ang gusto natin, kahit na sobrang babaw lang nito. Gaya ng napanood ko, gusto niyang maging kamukha ni Ricky Martin para lang magkaroon siya ng lakas na loob upang sabihin sa crush niya ang kanyang tunay na nararamdaman (yesss ang pag-ibig nga naman). Eh di 'yun, nagparetoke si Martin (oo Martin ang pangalan niya kaya si Ricky Martin ang pinili niyang maging kamukha) at pagkatapos ng limang linggo ng pagpapagaling, pinuntahan niya na ang kanyang crush at kumain sila ng pizza. Ito 'yung usapan nila (medyo iba 'to pero ganun na rin 'yun)&lt;br /&gt;Martin: So, how are you? (sabay ngiti with his Ricky Martin face)&lt;br /&gt;Crush: Uhm, I'm actually seeing someone...from my co-ed fraternity. (awkward pause)&lt;br /&gt;Martin: Oh! (as if hindi affected) Is that like your blah blah blah (at this point kamukha niya na si Ricky Reyes kasi gumuho na ang mundo)&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapanghinayang. Sa lahat ng sakit at gastos na dinaanan niya, nauwi lang ang lahat sa wala.&lt;br /&gt;2) Hindi tayo kuntento kung anong meron tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Madalas nating isipin ang mga bagay na "Sana payat ako", "Sana pumuti ako", "Sana kamukha ko si ____" Oo, guilty ako nito. Pero naisip ko rin na hindi naman masama ang mangarap, libre naman di ba? 'Yun nga lang, naisip ko na dapat na tayong makuntento sa binigay sa atin ng Diyos (yes Theo) kasi, ito ang binigay niya specifically for us. Gaya nga ng sabi ng ate ni Martin, kung magpaparetoke daw siya, "It's like talking to the same person with a different face. The idea just freaks me out." Pero hindi naman sana tayo maging "stagnant" sa ating buhay. Kung meron man na pwedeng baguhin at kung sa ikabubuti naman ito, why not?&lt;br /&gt;3) Nababale-wala natin ang tunay na kahulugan ng kagandahan.&lt;br /&gt;Siguro ang pinakamainam na paliwanag dito ay ang chorus ng kantang Beautiful ni Christina Aguilera. Oo nga naman, may karapatan tayong tawagin ang sarili bilang gwapo/maganda kasi ipinagkaloob ito sa atin ng Diyos. Dapat ay maging proud tayo sa ating sarili. Anumang pagbabago sa ating mukha, ay katumbas na rin sa pagsasabi natin sa Diyos na hindi natin gusto ang ibinigay niya sa atin. Ang lahat ng ipinagkaloob ng Diyos sa atin ay may natatanging rason at dahilan. Hindi man natin maintindihan o maunawaan ang dahilan na ito, hindi iyon mahalaga. Ang mas mahalaga kasi, ay kung ano tayo sa paningin Niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw?Sino ang gusto mong maging kamukha?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111952497648937937?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111952497648937937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111952497648937937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111952497648937937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111952497648937937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/face-value.html' title='Face Value'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111926292815599298</id><published>2005-06-20T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:32:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's this for a start?</title><content type='html'>I should be doing my SA paper now, but it seems my mind went blank for the past 30 minutes. So, in order to kill time (and to find a way to kill my SA teacher), I've decided to write a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first week in the Ateneo went fine. Although my first class was very early, it didn't piss me off, since seeing my blockmates again was a treat. Then, Physics lab pa 'yung class na yun. I really don't have this affinity with Physics, since in HS, I never really liked the subject. Much more if you have an egotistic, know-it-all, domineering teacher who has this astounding resemblance with Dolores Umbridge. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe one of the reasons why I chose to major in Chemistry was the fact that I loathed Physics. I really wanted to be a scientist (yeah,yeah ka-nerdokan), thus it left me with three courses : Chemistry, Physics and Math (&lt;-- let's pretend scientist ang tawag sa'yo pag nagtapos ka ng BS Math). In a simple test of elimination, tsanan! I ended up taking Chemistry instead (deh, mahal ko talaga Chem). Bottom line is, I don't like Physics!!!Arrrghhh The pain, the trauma,the humiliation!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I see a bright future in store in Ps31 given the fact that my teacher is very good (no, good is an understatement) in explaining things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of firsts, I had my first PE meeting this sem. My PE is way way cooler than your PE. It's called Orienteering (kung ikaw ay nagtataka kung ano ang Orienteering, ok lang yan...hindi ka nag-iisa). Then we all realized that it was all about navigation in an unknown place (like Tawi Tawi perhaps). Then it all dawned unto us that this PE is like Amazing Race. This time, sa campus lang. Kung sa Amazing Race, you get to travel from Senegal to Norway, sa PE ko, Berchmans to Bellarmine. So that's the way things go. Fun din ang PE kasi my teacher speaks like a genuine palengkera. Basta, sumisigaw siya na parang ewan. Pero, kwela naman siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!Ayan na!Gumana na ulit brains ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111926292815599298?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111926292815599298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111926292815599298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111926292815599298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111926292815599298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/hows-this-for-start.html' title='How&apos;s this for a start?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111900388720629866</id><published>2005-06-17T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T18:24:47.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nag-isip at nagmuni-muni ako ng dalawang linggo para sa post na ito.</title><content type='html'>ayan...yay bagong post in two weeks!sobrang busy kasi sa start of sem things (e.g. photocopying of books, hiram ng books etc.) at nandito ang nanay ko sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;Dati, akala hindi ko kaya maging independent...yun pala, masaya...Yung tipong you don't have to worry kung 11pm ka na uuwi sa bahay kasi nga, walang nagbabantay o naghihintay sa'yo sa bahay. Ganun ako nung 1st sem at 2nd sem. Dota magdamagan...Nitong summer, pumunta ang nanay ko dito sa Maynila upang asikasuhin ang mga papeles ng kuya ko...eh di yun, nandito siya sa bahay...for one thing ok naman kasi may gumagawa ng house chores at isa pa, siyempre na-miss ko naman ang nanay ko kaya ok lang nung mga unang weeks. Hindi naman siya nanirahan sa bahay ng buong buwan. Parati siya nandoon sa Paranaque, sa bahay ng sister-in-law ko. Pero, nitong last week, umuwi ng probinsiya ang mga tao dun kaya dito siya sa bahay. &lt;br /&gt;Akala ko, masaya. Pero hindi...Parang nawala ang aking "right for independence". Naging high school ako ulit. 3 pm pa lang, uwi na. Bawal umuwi ng sobrang gabi. So, in short, nawalan ako ng social life. Hindi naman sa strict ang parents ko (haha) pero may nakakabit lang na responsibility na samahan mo siya kasi nga mag-isa lang siya sa bahay at ikaw lang ang hinihintay niya. Malamang, rebelde akong anak. Ayoko ko ng sinasakal o sinasabihan kung ano dapat at kung ano ang hindi. Ayoko rin na pinagbabawalan sa mga gusto ko. At dahil dito, alam ko na nag-iba na nga ako kumpara sa sunod-sunurang ako noong ako ay high school student pa. &lt;br /&gt;Dahil dito, napagtanto ko na in a sense, nagbago nga ako. Yun nga lang, hindi ko alam kung ito ba ay para sa nakabubuti (at least alam ko kung ano ang gusto ko at kung ano ang ayaw ko) o hindi kaya ay ang kabaligtaran (naging rebelde na ako). &lt;br /&gt;Ok lang...uuwi na ang nanay ko sa linggo. Makakabalik na rin ako sa aking normal na buhay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111900388720629866?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111900388720629866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111900388720629866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111900388720629866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111900388720629866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/nag-isip-at-nagmuni-muni-ako-ng.html' title='Nag-isip at nagmuni-muni ako ng dalawang linggo para sa post na ito.'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111804079816619205</id><published>2005-06-06T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T14:53:18.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parlons en français</title><content type='html'>C'est ma première entrée en français. Je pense sérieusement à prendre un degré mineur dans des études françaises. J'ai raison très confuse now.Can que quiconque m'aident concernant cette matière.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111804079816619205?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111804079816619205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111804079816619205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111804079816619205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111804079816619205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/parlons-en-franais.html' title='Parlons en français'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111779184528592190</id><published>2005-06-03T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T17:44:05.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia attacks</title><content type='html'>Pre-movie chatter&lt;br /&gt;I have this weird phobia of things that involve hoaxes (e.g. loch ness monster photos or documentaries about "moon landings") and black and white photos. This fear of mine is so unusual that I think I am the only one in the world that has it. That is why watching TV is like playing Russian roulette - unexpected. As I was waiting for a noontime show to resume after what seemed like eternity of commercials and advertisements, I came across a trailer of an Asian horror flick. The plot of these films usually don't scare me...since I am more of a scientific person - the one who would rather beleive that there is a logical and rational explanation to evrything. But the movie trailer was quite different. The TV went black for quite a few seconds and then a woman with a very pale and disfigured face suddenly pops out to scare unsuspecting viewers. At broad daylight, I was horrorstruck and scared. I already found the movie that features things I fear the most. Shutter. I had to watch this, I said to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am being inconsistent, but watching this movie is yet my biggest hurdle to conquer these strange phobias of mine. I have tried to watch The Others (it has photos of dead people in black and white) but I cringe and cover my eyes everytime I see the photo album, ready to unveil the horror within...Even the poster of Three (a Korean horror flick with a dead family on a bed) is enough to send shivers down my spine. I have to overcome this fear!!!I had to watch Shutter!!!My whole future depended on this very important decision!!!&lt;br /&gt;***eto na ang moment of truth***&lt;br /&gt;As I expected, the movie is creepy. The scene that freaked me out the most was when a (***SPOILER ALERT***) shadowy figure was seen in a class picture. The photograher (Tun) was intruiged by this and enlarged the photo a bit. Then the blurry image became clearer. The shadow is actually the face of a girl na naka-sideview. Ok lang sana kung still yung shadow pero, punyeta, tumingin kay Tun (and this happened very quickly). There you go, the creepiest thing I saw in my life. &lt;br /&gt;I don't actually know if I was able to counter my fears. I just realized the words "uy, Kalil patulog sa apartment niyo mamaya ha..." coming out of my mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111779184528592190?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111779184528592190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111779184528592190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111779184528592190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111779184528592190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/phobia-attacks.html' title='Phobia attacks'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111776224649296086</id><published>2005-06-03T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T09:58:25.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One small step for me...one great leap for my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y267/phenylpropanolamine/tim_prec_carmi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan...I've just learned how use photobucket...hehe&lt;br /&gt;And I know how to include pics in my posts..This was taken after Chem35 class just outside Schmitt Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang...wala na kasi akong mahanap na pic kaya ito na lang muna.&lt;br /&gt;Kasama ko nga pala si Carmi at si Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am improving in this html shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111776224649296086?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111776224649296086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111776224649296086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111776224649296086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111776224649296086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-small-step-for-meone-great-leap.html' title='One small step for me...one great leap for my blog'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111769887617623344</id><published>2005-06-02T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T15:54:36.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ka-cornihan</title><content type='html'>May joke si Kuya Chris sa akin kanina habang kumakain kami ng lunch sa CSR. Wala lang, bentang benta kasi siya para sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;K. Chris: Uy, alam mo ba na kapatid ni Kitchie Nadal si Barbie?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sinong Barbie?&lt;br /&gt;K. Chris: 'Yung Barbie Na-Doll&lt;br /&gt;**laught laugh laugh**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111769887617623344?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111769887617623344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111769887617623344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111769887617623344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111769887617623344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/ka-cornihan.html' title='Ka-cornihan'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111767778667865881</id><published>2005-06-02T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:31:43.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranormal experience</title><content type='html'>I just spent half of what was supposed to be my tuition payment...and I don't know when I'm going to pay and I don't want to pay 200 pesos for being late.&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I was checking my mail, I came across an innocent-looking email from Alec Pasion, supposedly a ghost/paranormal video. We (James and Ray) watched it with our undivided attention. The "ghost" was supposed to appear within the first 2 seconds of the clip...and so, I was fixated at the monitor while James and Ray were doing the same behind me. After 5 seconds, still no ghost...10 seconds, nothing still. As I was checking out every small details of the clip, I was horrified at the "twist" of the clip... see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.princeton.edu/~ccaro/mist_or_ghost2.html&lt;br /&gt;yan tuloy, ayoko nang manood ng shutter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111767778667865881?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111767778667865881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111767778667865881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111767778667865881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111767778667865881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/paranormal-experience.html' title='Paranormal experience'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111762794378130327</id><published>2005-06-01T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:12:23.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastwood Craving</title><content type='html'>sa wakas!reg na at kuhanan na ng grades!!hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin ako nakaka-A kahit PE!!!hehe ano kaya ang itsura ng A na yan?hmmmmm.... gusto kong mag-eastwood ngayon pero ayaw ng mga tao...gusto kong manood ng A Lot Like Love o di kaya ay Shutter. yehey...bukas na lang ako pupunta ng eastwood kasama mga gabayanos...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111762794378130327?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111762794378130327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111762794378130327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111762794378130327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111762794378130327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/06/eastwood-craving_01.html' title='Eastwood Craving'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111699458116685393</id><published>2005-05-25T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:16:21.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my life...its now or never</title><content type='html'>I am so looking forward to our block overnight later&lt;br /&gt;I love my blockmates&lt;br /&gt;I love beer and jose cuervo&lt;br /&gt;I love free food&lt;br /&gt;I love partying&lt;br /&gt;I love videoke-ing&lt;br /&gt;I love my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111684262613006618</id><published>2005-05-23T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:03:46.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a videoke addict</title><content type='html'>hala wala pa ring pics ang blog na ito...tsk tsk...sorry ignorant kasi ako kaya di ko alam kung pano at isa pa, kalat ung pics ko sa phones ng mga kakilala ko (blockmates, orgmates, etc) hehe sorry ulit kasi vain ako...haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;ang ganda ng star wars 3!!!kahit hindi ko pa napanood ang mga lumang episodes, ok pa rin!!!wooohooo...da best as in!!!asteeg...&lt;br /&gt;kasama ko blockmates ko sa star wars at ang kukulit namin!!!(see the pattern?I end each sentence with three exclamation points to show my utmost euphoria) After our chem long test last saturday (oo, saturday!!!punyeta) kumain kami sa red ribbon kasi nagpupumilit si mara na dun kumain kasi natakam siya sa palabok na kinain ko nung study group nung friday. Pero ang kinain niya spaghetti.kaya yun...tapos pumunta kami ng eastwood!!!wooohooo!!!tapos na realize namin na 3:35 pa ung movie and we're like 2++ hours early.Para hindi kami ma-bore, nagvideoke kami sa may arcade place-thingy. Ito ang iilan sa mga kinanta namin: Halik by Aegis (ang halik mo...namimiss ko...naninibugho ako ohhh beybeh", That Thing You Do (sori di ko alam ung kumanta), Ye Ye Vonel (deh joke lang), at Uptown Girl (astig to!NAKA-PERFECT KAMI NI BENE DITO!!!shet bat nag-caps lock?may topak ang mga pc sa rsf)ayun...tapos eh di ang init na sa loob ng maliit na room at mga 10+ ata kami dun na nagtatatalon at naghihiyawan. Naglaro kami ni ping ng mga barilan at iba pang  violent na mga games at nag-dance mania kami ni bene!!!actually, matagal ko nang gustong i-try yun pero reluctant ako parati kasi may mga inhibitions ako (yuck) pero nagdadance mania ako paminsan-minsan lang (like 3 times per sem?) tapos naaliw ako...at kanina lang, pumunta ulit kami ng eastwood (ako, kats, ping, chris at bene) at nag-videoke ulit (Sinta by Aegis "Sing tamis ng wine...sing tatag ng sunshine...nananaginip ng gising...") at nag-dance mania ulit na WILD version, shet na-aadict na ata ako sa videoke at dance mania...someone, help me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111684262613006618?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111684262613006618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111684262613006618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111684262613006618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111684262613006618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/confessions-of-videoke-addict.html' title='Confessions of a videoke addict'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111623521187014350</id><published>2005-05-16T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:28:27.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation with Joey and Joey's Teacher</title><content type='html'>Shet wala akong magawa ngayon...kung kelan wala akong exams or anything to worry about, walang plano na mag-dota. The only thing I'm looking forward to is the saturday bonding with my blockmates. Although I'm not a Star Wars fan, I might as well watch it since I have nothing else to do during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;I went to my tita's house in SFDM last sunday since my mom is here for the summer. Ayun, nagkwentuhan, nagtawanan at nag food trip. Dahil dito, hindi ko nagawa ang aking lab report sa chem pero ok lang kasi marami akong nahagilap na kwento. Isa sa mga ito ay tungkol sa pinsan ko (Grade 5).&lt;br /&gt;May project silang ginawa sa bahay ng pinsan ko at siyempre, as kids, di maiwasang magkwento ng mga secrets. Habang kumakain sila ng lunch, nabanggit ng kaklase ng pinsan ko na pinagalitan daw siya ng teacher nila sa skul kasi sinabi ng pinsan ko na pangit daw yung teacher nila. Eh di inintriga ng tita ko kung ano talaga ang nangyari (or what triggered him to do that) at siyempre todo deny naman ang pinsan ko. Pinipilit ng tita ko na i-extract ang juicy na chismax na ito ngunit ang tanging sinasabi ng pinsan ko ay "Nakalimutan ko eh..."&lt;br /&gt;So this went on for three days. Medyo nagalit na ang tita ko sa attitude ng pinsan ko kaya nagtanong siya ng trick question.&lt;br /&gt;Tita ko: "JC, san nga kayo nag-field trip nung grade 2 kayo?"&lt;br /&gt;Pinsan ko: "Ah, sa zoo masaya nga dun eh, andaming elephants at mga buwaya."&lt;br /&gt;Tita ko: "Tingnan mo, naalala mo nga yun eh grade 2 ka pa nun!Hoy huling huli ka na...aber, sabihin mo sa akin kung bakit mong tinawag ang teacher mo na pangit!"&lt;br /&gt;Pinsan ko: "Kasi ma, ganito yun..."&lt;br /&gt;(Scene blurs...may isang classroom na puno ng kids...magulo at may teacher sa harap)&lt;br /&gt;Pinsan ko: (nakikipagharutan sa mga katabi niyang girls)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Eto talaga si Joey (tawag sa kanya sa skul) puro lovelife yung inaatupag!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: "Hindi kaya ma'am!Inggit lang kayo..."&lt;br /&gt;(eto naman si teacher, pinatulan ang issue)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: (medyo malandi) Di mo lang alam!!!Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Joey: (pabulong)"Eh kasi ma'am ang pangit niyo!!"&lt;br /&gt;(narinig ng teacher at nagalit)&lt;br /&gt;Nung sinabi iyon ng pinsan ko, sobrang pigil na pigil ang tita ko sa kakatawa. Pero siyempre, dapat galit daw siya kaya ang nasabi lang niya "Huwag mo nang gagawin yun ha!" After nun, bumaba siya at pumunta sa banyo, at dun tawa siya ng tawa.&lt;br /&gt;Kinuwento naman iyon ng tita ko sa tito ko at naintriga ang tito ko sa nangyari kaya tinawag niya si Joey at pinaturo sa kanya ang picture ng teacher na iyon sa kanilang school paper. Nang makita ng tito ko ang itsura ng teacher, talagang dumbfounded siya at tinap niya yung shoulder ng pinsan ko at sinabing..."Iho, tama lang ang ginawa mo..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111623521187014350?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111623521187014350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111623521187014350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111623521187014350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111623521187014350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/conversation-with-joey-and-joeys.html' title='A conversation with Joey and Joey&apos;s Teacher'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111588547169864112</id><published>2005-05-12T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T16:24:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation with Siya and Katabi ni Siya</title><content type='html'>ba't ganun? andami kong iniisip at gustong sabihin ngunit kapag kaharap ko na ang pc, natatameme ako...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when people are being insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, two people can't take a hint that I'm already pissed off. What's worse is that they find that incident funny.Sheesh&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when people whom you're close to are being insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't find the word "tanga" funny. Much more if said ten times in one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't find it amusing that it is said out of sheer expression like this:&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ano ba ang pag-aaralan?&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Chapters 13 ata...ang hirap nga nun eh..&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (teases) Sus ang dali dali nga nun eh...kahit nakapikit ako kaya kong sagutan yun at maka-A pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;Siya: (aburido look) Eto talaga si Tim, parang TANGA!&lt;br /&gt;(ok, strike one)...20 minutes after&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Peram nga nung long test mo...&lt;br /&gt;Katabi ni Siya: Eto oh...&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (gasps) Wow ang galing naman mo naman sa part 1, perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Katabi ni Siya: Tanga!&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (huh?anong ginawa ko?i was just being honest!) ... ok...pero totoo naman ah, galing mo nga eh.&lt;br /&gt;Katabi ni Siya: Tanga talaga 'to!&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (irritated) ...&lt;br /&gt;(Katabi ni Siya leaves the room para mag-CR)&lt;br /&gt;(after 5 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;Katabi ni Siya: O, san na ang long test ko?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (Pabait effect)Ayan oh, sa upuan mo.&lt;br /&gt;Katabi ni Siya: (sarcastic) Salamat ha, sana lang di ba sinasauli sa bag ko. Tanga! (sabay binatukan ako ng papel)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (trying to not to look angry) Sana di ba alam ko na isasauli pala sa bag mo kasi umalis ka lang ng limang minuto tapos nilagay ko lang sa upuan mo para makita mo na sinauli ko na sa iyo ang long test mo.&lt;br /&gt;(silence)&lt;br /&gt;(after a long while class ends)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (hurries to the door)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (tries to avoid Siya and Katabi ni Siya)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (curses Siya and Katabi ni Siya)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (leaves the building with utmost loathing)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (pretends nothing happened)&lt;br /&gt;(end of story)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111588547169864112?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111588547169864112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111588547169864112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111588547169864112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111588547169864112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/conversation-with-siya-and-katabi-ni.html' title='A conversation with Siya and Katabi ni Siya'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111572046944180397</id><published>2005-05-10T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:31:44.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted: updates!!!</title><content type='html'>tamad akong gumawa ng paragraph form na post kaya bullets na lang&lt;br /&gt;- binigyan ko ng gift si marc...ung hippo na toy. parang hawig kasi figure nila.&lt;br /&gt;- hindi ako makakapagdota mamaya kasi nandito nanay ko at siyempre uliran akong anak kaya family first before pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;- lab na naman bukas...pero three more meetings na lang at tapos na kami.&lt;br /&gt;- andaming naka-orange ngayon. ako, si kuya dan, ung isang dormer, si kuya nico din ata, ako at si kuya dan.&lt;br /&gt;- may homework pa kami sa chem!!!lintik na cinnabar na yan. leche&lt;br /&gt;- nag-usap kami ni tina ng masinsinan kanina. andami kong nalaman sa...mga bagay bagay.&lt;br /&gt;- hindi ako makakasama sa dorm bonding sa gateway. see 2nd bullet.&lt;br /&gt;- natulog ako kay danton kanina sa ctc 102...anlamig kasi tas corny ung film. haha paggising ko, dismissal na.&lt;br /&gt;- nanood ako ng episodes 75-81 ng naruto. astig ung fight scenes especially ung kay gaara vs naruto. dun ko rin nalaman na patalo si kurenai, puro genjutsu lang kaya niya.&lt;br /&gt;- nagmamadali akong umuwi!!! may gagawin pa kasi ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111572046944180397?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111572046944180397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111572046944180397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111572046944180397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111572046944180397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/wanted-updates.html' title='Wanted: updates!!!'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111528959995040055</id><published>2005-05-05T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:42:13.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted: Malalim na Entry</title><content type='html'>nabubulok ako ngayon sa rsf kasi wala akong magawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chem prof told us in class that he's always wondering why all the aircons in THE Ateneo are set in arctic conditions...well he does have a point...my fingers are trembling due to extreme coldness as opposed to the scorching heat outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinabi ni tina kanina na magsusulat na siya ng entry na malalim kasi parang superficial daw yung mga recent posts niya...i feel the same way too kaya ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to poetry class was actually fun, despite the boring stuffs you learn about silly poems...danton has a knack of making everything funny from his early days as a journalist to some adult stuffs that are....well adult stuffs. Today's poetry class however was less fun, since we had a demo class for an english teacher applicant eager to get the job. This is not new to us, since this is the second time we had this demo class...and both of which are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already bored the moment Danton made his uhm, turnover speech to the star-of-the-hour teacher. I told my seatmate "hay naku...boring na naman to...sana si Danton na lang parati...may poetry na, may stand-up comedy pa!" I was half right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demo class was quite boring, to be honest. Some were studying for their long tests later this afternoon, some were chatting endlessly and some were pretending to be listening (if i know iba iniisip nila...) I. on the other hand, was haunted by a painful past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poem that we read (and sang) was Vincent by Don McLean. The poem is about Vincent Van Gogh and his struggle for sanity and how he tried to change people's views about reality. As the song reverberated in our ears, we were asked to write about what we feel by listening to the song. Most of my blockmates wrote "The song evokes sadness..." "Vincent is a gloomy song..." and stuffs like that. I only had one thing in my mind, my late brother Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko ang kuya ko...nakakamiss, nakakalungkot, nakakaiyak. It's been 2 1/2 years since that fateful day but the memories I had with him was still fresh in my mind. To cope with this sad reality, I keep telling myself that he's just somewhere out there...a place where he's happy. He spent 4 years in the PMA (which is in Baguio) and another 3 years in Cavite where he was a pilot in the Air Force. Living away from us for more than 7 years actually eased the pain I feel whenever I remember him. Sinasabi ko lang sa sarili ko na nasa Cavite lang yun...nasa trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death made us all realize that life is indeed short. He was barely 9 days before turning 25 when he passed away. He made us all strong...with his death, he made us all want to live life to the fullest. I consider him as my greatest idol...for a short period of time that he and I spent together, he taught me many things about life. I think that this line from the poem Vincent sums it all up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I could have told you, Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This world was never meant for one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As beautiful as you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111528959995040055?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111528959995040055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111528959995040055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111528959995040055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111528959995040055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/wanted-malalim-na-entry.html' title='Wanted: Malalim na Entry'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111526638997692974</id><published>2005-05-05T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T17:43:25.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nang dahil sa dota</title><content type='html'>shet i missed american idol last night.&lt;br /&gt;someone said carrie was rockin'&lt;br /&gt;someone said anthony did ok&lt;br /&gt;someone said vonzell sang "when you tell me that you love me"&lt;br /&gt;someone said bo was...well, nothing new about bo&lt;br /&gt;someone prayed that for heaven's sake sana ma-eliminate na si scott!putragis ang tagal na niya sa bottom three!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111526638997692974?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111526638997692974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111526638997692974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111526638997692974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111526638997692974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/nang-dahil-sa-dota.html' title='nang dahil sa dota'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111511123382945912</id><published>2005-05-03T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:07:13.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>series of unfortunate events - the hottest day of summer</title><content type='html'>i'm currently held liable for plagiarizing jim's (formerly james) idea of using "series of unfortunate events" as my title. so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe joke lang bes...first of all, i want to thank jim (formerly james) for making this mouth-watering knee-jerking helluva blog. shet ang ganda! ang lupet! kaya niyo 'yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm now officially a barangka boy, along with several of my orgmates. For one thing, it's cool because I can actually spend my time reading,  studying (fyi im on my way to being a magnacumlaude) and living alone. Talk about being independent. Life would surely be pleasant...no restraints and no rules. On the other hand, this solitude has one tiny setback...IT'S A LIVING HELL IN BARANGKA!I mean literally...If I could snag a thermometer from Schmitt Hall, it must have recorded 40 degrees of pure heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like today out of sheer surprise. First, I was wondering what I would spend with my summer stipend. I know that amount would not cover everything I want to buy if you consider all the debts I had with several people that would cost around Php1000. (haha pautang anyone?) Then, I readied myself with a measly amount for me to spend after deducting all these liabilities. Then, for some unexpected reason, my allowance turned out to be 4 times as much as I expected it to be. Swerte ko, sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Chem lac class. I got...well high grades for the first long test. After 12 years at school, I have come to a shocking conclusion that studying really pays off. A good way to start the summer term. After the papers have been distributed, I went on my daily habit of making a hell out of my seatmates' lives namely Ping, Mara and Pruke. By the way my definition of hell is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...maybe I should buy an aircon for my room, I can't think of any other way to beat the summer heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111511123382945912?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111511123382945912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111511123382945912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111511123382945912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111511123382945912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/05/series-of-unfortunate-events-hottest.html' title='series of unfortunate events - the hottest day of summer'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111479523132156622</id><published>2005-04-30T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T01:20:31.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>series of unfortunate events - the last supper</title><content type='html'>ok, the title may be misleading...just so you now, im not going to die tomorrow(maybe i will?who knows?)...today is my last day in the abada dormitory and i will be saying hi to marikina!!!barangka, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;today is definitely not my day...&lt;br /&gt;7:30 AM: I missed breakfast with my ever reliable dormmates and dozed off until 8:45, only to realize that i only have 15 minutes to do my thing before going to Danton Remoto's poetry class. Ever watched tv these days?that camay commercial? to hell with that...mental note: you can't carress your body with such sensual feelings if you're late for your appointment! (a handy lesson from Danton) so, i hurriedly took a bath, dressed up, took a trike and bought a tuna sandwich + buko juice (Php32) for breakfast. After this 15 minutes of frenzy, I was horror-struck at the sight of my classmates dispersing from berchman's hall. Ok, Danton did it again, for the fourth time, we had a free cut. Instead of being happy, I chewed on my tuna sandwich with such ferocious intensity that it almost turned into mush...I was horribly distraught.&lt;br /&gt;10:30 AM: Then came chem lec class, a naturally peaceful class. Today, however was anything except peaceful for me...I just flunked today's pop quiz!I was squirming at the sight of the answers on the board and realized that it didn't resemble any of my own. To my relief (and to everyone else too) it was turned into a bonus quiz. For me, it was a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;Noon: Great, just what I needed, a 30-minute break before a 5 hour lab class.&lt;br /&gt;12:30 PM: HCl, soda ash..blah blah blah...titration with methyl red...chem stuffs. Lab was always fun for me, as it hones my social skills and it lets me be myself all the time...making other people feel bad about themselves (now, now, i'm not bad...i do this to only people i am close to) and most of the time, I feel great. Lab is fun, despite six titrations, 18 weighings, one data sheet in just 5 hours...talk about time management. Little did I know that I was just starting this series of unfortunate events...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111479523132156622?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111479523132156622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111479523132156622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111479523132156622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111479523132156622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/04/series-of-unfortunate-events-last.html' title='series of unfortunate events - the last supper'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12496880.post-111467697491531875</id><published>2005-04-28T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T16:29:34.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog?ano iyon?</title><content type='html'>ahhh...so this is what you call a blog...after two months of desperation, i finally had one!!! that would mean that i would have to throw my notebook that i used as a blog substitute...haha mortals,watch me kick your asses!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12496880-111467697491531875?l=timischinese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/feeds/111467697491531875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12496880&amp;postID=111467697491531875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111467697491531875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12496880/posts/default/111467697491531875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timischinese.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogano-iyon.html' title='blog?ano iyon?'/><author><name>tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00040825558392910883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/5104223/12630873515437s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
