<?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-11435178</id><updated>2011-12-24T13:42:33.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Undefined</title><subtitle type='html'>Something Undefined... the title of my 12 part poem written during my college days... now a part of those many memories swirling endlessly, slowly eaten by the deep and dark void... that is my mind...

Now I will try and reincarnate it with this blog. I will do my best and try to reach back to my past personality... a personality that murmurs in my head... begging for its release giving out its repentance.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-8775825023008016665</id><published>2011-12-24T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:42:33.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctpijcb7wjk/TvVlVRZlAuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/D43eC3MYSeA/s1600/holidaygreetingsfromgonzogames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctpijcb7wjk/TvVlVRZlAuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/D43eC3MYSeA/s400/holidaygreetingsfromgonzogames.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689565120374833890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-8775825023008016665?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8775825023008016665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=8775825023008016665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/8775825023008016665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/8775825023008016665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctpijcb7wjk/TvVlVRZlAuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/D43eC3MYSeA/s72-c/holidaygreetingsfromgonzogames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-795571263171500008</id><published>2009-03-14T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:37:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala nako trabaho</title><content type='html'>Bali isat kalahating buwan nako ngayon na walang trabaho. Nag resign ako sa dati kong work dahil gusto kong tutukan ang aking bisnes, ngayon nag iisip ako ng iba pang business na pwede kong mapasukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming franchise na nag hihintay sa tabi tabi pero kokonti lang ang mapagkakatiwalaan. So ngayon ako eto hanap ng franchise para sure na ang money tuloy lang ang pasok. diba cool?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-795571263171500008?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/795571263171500008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=795571263171500008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/795571263171500008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/795571263171500008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/wala-nako-trabaho.html' title='Wala nako trabaho'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-1480984801430371189</id><published>2008-06-17T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:21:42.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUsto ko ng Laptop!</title><content type='html'>Grabe ilang gabi nako nagpupuyat dahil gusto ko bumili ng sarili kong laptop... para dun nalang ako mag dedevelop ng projects ko at kahit saan bitbit ko pa. pwede ko mag puntang tagaytay or kung san man para mag program.. astig diba!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron kasi akong bagong gig ngaun na pinagkukuhanan ng pera, and medyo nakakatuwa kasi umpisa palang medyo malake na nakukuha ko... so.. ngaun nakakaipon ako pambili ng laptop... pag tagal titigil nako mag sideline ng corporate projects.. ayoko na mag program ng para sa mga kumpanya they suck! di malake magbayad, hassle pa! mas maganda tong aking bagong natutunan! wahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-1480984801430371189?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1480984801430371189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=1480984801430371189&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/1480984801430371189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/1480984801430371189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2008/06/gusto-ko-ng-laptop.html' title='GUsto ko ng Laptop!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-7111276387135162733</id><published>2008-04-10T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:44:31.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman and Suparman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank you for calling, this is BATMAN¡±&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Who am I speaking to?.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Batman..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" May I have your name again pls?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Bat-man..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trying to be funny huh?!. What is your surname?.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Supar-man..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to speak with your manager...&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdasianews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/batman-suparman-02a.jpg"&gt;Click here to view the image list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-7111276387135162733?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7111276387135162733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=7111276387135162733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/7111276387135162733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/7111276387135162733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2008/04/batman-and-suparman.html' title='Batman and Suparman'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-6108866623081213312</id><published>2008-03-25T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T09:51:31.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahal na araw</title><content type='html'>Masayang bitin yung mahal na araw, nung Thursday de Gloria nagpunta kami ng girl friend ko sa Deloroso Grotto ba yun, astig na astig pangalawang beses ko nag punta dun, first time is to thank for the car na gamit nga namin nung nagpunta kami, first car ko yung 98 Honda Civic VTEC tuwang tuwa talaga ko non... tapos ngayon naman thanks ulit and para sa second car ko naman na 08 Mazda 3. Ang sarap ng pakiramdam nung pumunta kami dun sobrang daming tao! parang mga langgam sa daming naakyat sa grotto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;287 steps daw eh.. oh less than, hindi ko sure pero naakyat ko sya and you know what!? I love the feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-6108866623081213312?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6108866623081213312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=6108866623081213312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/6108866623081213312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/6108866623081213312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2008/03/mahal-na-araw.html' title='Mahal na araw'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-1638797896642189108</id><published>2008-03-12T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:24:01.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang mag motor ay di biro</title><content type='html'>Grabe talaga yung nakita ko nung madaling araw ng Saturday, shit fuck talaga! Galing kasi ako sa Computer shop nun sa may Calamba, eh inaantok nako kaya umuwi nako. Nung malapit nako sa may Riles ng Halang Calamba Laguna, natanaw ko na may nakatigil na sasakyan sa gitna ng kalsada tapos naka Hazard. So inisip ko malamang may aksidente or banggaan na nangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madaming osyoso sa tabi ng kalsada at may mga pulis narin sa paligid. sa may tabi ng kalsada ako dumaan... pag daan ko shete yung aksidente pala... dalawang patay yung nakahandusay sa kalsada, magka angkas sa motor, parehong patay. Yung motor nila malayo layo sa kanila tapos pareho silang nakakalat nalang sa kalsada. Nung una akala ko putol yung katawan nung lalaki un pala dalawa sila... pero hindi malinis ang scene dahil nagkalat ang pira pirasong laman at kung ano ano dahil sa pagkaka "tingin" ko...  dahil cyempre dahan dahan akong umandar para makiusyoso... walang ulo yung isang biktima... sabog yung ulo at laman at utak nya yung nakakalat sa kalsada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pucha talaga balak ko pa naman sanang mag Drive Thru sa Jollibee nun sa may bayan.. nawalan tuloy ako ng gana! tapos yung takbo ko ng sasakyan 40 nalang tuloy sa sobrang nerbyos at ... diri. grabe talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya sa mga naka motor, pucha mag ingat naman kayo, hindi race track ang kalsada! mag helmet kayo lagi tapos mag pantalon pag nag drive ng motor. Wag din kayo parang hari kung mag maneho dahil pag nainis sa inyo ang driver, isang sagi lang sa inyo.. nako warak warak kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGAT LANG MGA BRO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-1638797896642189108?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1638797896642189108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=1638797896642189108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/1638797896642189108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/1638797896642189108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2008/03/ang-mag-motor-ay-di-biro.html' title='Ang mag motor ay di biro'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-5487667279982445191</id><published>2008-03-03T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T10:05:49.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maanghang na sampalok</title><content type='html'>My officemate just came back from her Thailand trip, ofcourse she wont be welcomed warmly without pasalubong, and she gave us a huge bag of Sampalok. Seems ordinary at first since you can buy Sampalok anywhere here in the Philippines, but when I tried one.. oh man, the sampalok burned my tounge a bit, I'm munching them right now so Im writing with sweaty forehead and nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good snack especially for cold seasons... so if any of you guys are planning to visit Thailand, dont forget to buy a bag of this Chili Flavored Sampaloks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-5487667279982445191?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5487667279982445191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=5487667279982445191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/5487667279982445191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/5487667279982445191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2008/03/maanghang-na-sampalok.html' title='Maanghang na sampalok'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-302091008710639769</id><published>2008-02-29T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:08:33.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelan ba ko huling nag update?</title><content type='html'>Grabe matagal tagal ko ng hindi inaupdate tong blog ko na to! bakit? dahil dun ako sa kabilang website ko nag uupdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... sa mga naliligaw parin dito dahil tumaas parin yung hit counter ko kahit papano, maraming salamat at sorry dahil wala parin kayong bagong nababasa. Oo nga pala ipapakilala ko sa inyo ang aking bagong baby, ang pangalan nya ay... wala pako maisip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartype.com/images/page/Mazda_emblem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.cartype.com/images/page/Mazda_emblem1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang saya ko nung ipinanganak ang baby ko... medyo mahal ang gatas at diapers pero ok lang. Sana sa Holy week matuloy kami ng aking irog para mapa binyagan ang aming baby sa Pangasinan... sana matuloy hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-302091008710639769?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/302091008710639769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=302091008710639769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/302091008710639769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/302091008710639769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2008/02/kelan-ba-ko-huling-nag-update.html' title='Kelan ba ko huling nag update?'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-4751421290620752247</id><published>2007-10-31T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:34:40.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang hirap neto!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid='clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000'&lt;br /&gt;codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0' width='376' height='300'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.ultimateflashgame.com/flash/puzzle/supuzzle.swf'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name='menu' value='true'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width='376' height='300' src='http://www.ultimateflashgame.com/flash/puzzle/supuzzle.swf' quality='high'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play more games at &lt;a href="http://www.ultimateflashgame.com"&gt;http://www.ultimateflashgame.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bat ako dito nag post? na mimis ko na tong blog na to eh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-4751421290620752247?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4751421290620752247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=4751421290620752247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/4751421290620752247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/4751421290620752247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/10/ang-hirap-neto.html' title='Ang hirap neto!!!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-117023464636604759</id><published>2007-01-31T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:10:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kitty Kontest!</title><content type='html'>ButterLances’ new project, a website for two adorable Persian kitties named Duke and Duchess. My client wanted a cool name for their site, but they what it related to the kitties name. I jokingly told them to name the website www.KittyLitter.com... I think its kind of cute, but they did not buy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’m having a contest for you guys to name the website of these cute little kitties. The names will be judged by me and a client representative. The winner will receive a gift pack from the House of Vanity (HoV) and 500php cash. The contest is open for Luzon residents only (preferably Manila and Laguna area), deadline of entries is on February 16, 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details visit http://www.butterlance.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-117023464636604759?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/117023464636604759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=117023464636604759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/117023464636604759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/117023464636604759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/kitty-kontest.html' title='A Kitty Kontest!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116922116476299384</id><published>2007-01-19T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:39:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New website up and running!</title><content type='html'>Finally finished with my new site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a peek, and let me know watcha think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.butterlance.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116922116476299384?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116922116476299384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116922116476299384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116922116476299384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116922116476299384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-website-up-and-running.html' title='New website up and running!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116883131583541394</id><published>2007-01-15T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T11:37:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyro Olympics</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, me my girlfriend and my barkada went to the Mall of Asia to watch the Pyro Olympics finale. Philippines and China were the competing countries that time. I left our house at around 11AM to fetch my girlfriend from school; everything was a breeze, no traffic, no hassle… that is until I reached the SLEX tollgate. The godamn traffic was craaazzy!!! For the love of god! Its like the sands of time was blocked with pebbles! Damn! I just wiped my car clean that morning and there I was stuck in the middle of smog and dust. Cars are literally passing along the middle part of the expressway just to move forward! I envy the 4x4’s they were having a grand time driving trough that un-cemented part of the expressway unlike me who’s struggling to stop my car from getting stuck on deep cracks on the ground. After an hour and a half of what’s supposed to be only half an hour drive I arrived at her school… as expected she greeted my arrival with her eyebrows fighting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/466186/13-01-07_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/13153/13-01-07_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went straight to Bicutan to fetch Gina and make our way to Blue Wave to park and meet up with Ann and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taglish from here para mas expressive….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Blue Wave kami nagpark para hindi kami ma stuck pag tapos ng pyro, my friends researched bout this, a good decision actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a reservation at UCC café, facing the Manila bay where the fireworks will be displayed. The place is ok, but the food… nako mga tol… WAG KAYO KAKaIN DON! Basura ang food! Para magbayad ng minimum na 300… basura ang food walang kwenta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yun na, nag start na ang fireworks, ang astig astig, nauna china, then yung Philippines, good job BTW. You outdid china 10 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a video clip I got during the competition, saglit lang cya para di mabagal mag load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="pyro" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="200" width="250" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="6615"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="5292"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.maricar-delafuente.com/images/stories/pyro.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.maricar-delafuente.com/images/stories/pyro.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.maricar-delafuente.com/images/stories/pyro.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="250" height="200" name="pyro" align="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first 5 minutes ng over 20 mins na putuka, Philippines yan yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116883131583541394?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116883131583541394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116883131583541394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116883131583541394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116883131583541394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/pyro-olympics.html' title='Pyro Olympics'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116830618069273589</id><published>2007-01-09T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T09:29:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Grocery!</title><content type='html'>Last night I helped out my friend Ann with her groceries, she stumbled upon Matt while she's waiting for me making it a joyous grocer threesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/242539/08-01-07_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/75083/08-01-07_1932.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Ann doing what they do best... pose... not even caring where they are at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/650312/08-01-07_1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/873108/08-01-07_1924.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ikaw ba ay may dugo at itoy tumatagas? call matt! New Body Fit pasador model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/150361/08-01-07_1946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/428016/08-01-07_1946.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At cyempre bumili ako ng isa neto, tagal ko ng buntis di parin nalabas, kelangan kong i verify kung buntis nga talaga ako... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! saya saya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116830618069273589?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116830618069273589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116830618069273589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116830618069273589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116830618069273589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/fun-at-grocery.html' title='Fun at the Grocery!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116830246465635178</id><published>2007-01-09T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T08:27:44.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!!</title><content type='html'>Haaaay nako, nangyari ulet ang napakasakit sa ulo na mangyari... uuwi na kasi dapat ako bat nag Goodah! pa kami sa may Buendia.. hala nalapastangan nanaman tuloy ang aking mahal... Naaksidente nanaman si kotsi.. my my, this is terrible.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang nangyari kamo, papalabas na kami ng Goodah! after namin kumain ng napakasarap na Pares ay bigla nalang BAM! hala... may naatrasan ako... nagtataka naman ako bat ganun eh wala naman sasakyan dun nung huli kong check sa kalsada.. badtrip talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/261285/23-12-06_1638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/654012/23-12-06_1638.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang masama pa dito government vehicle ang naatrasan ko... so medyo kinabahan ko pero mas na nguna talaga ang galit... badtrip at sama ng loob dahil nga wala pang isang buwan nung pinagawa ko ung yupi sa ass ng kotsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/561153/29-12-06_2317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/732077/29-12-06_2317.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nung nakasakay matagal na sila don, kitang kita daw nila na sinususi ko pa ung pinto ng car ko para buksan... sabi ko... Ma'am... may alarm po car ko... naka power locks po ako... di ko po un sinususi... haaaay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/744998/30-12-06_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/600595/30-12-06_0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang isa pang masama, nag tawag ng kasama yung driver ng van kaya hayun, dumating isang van ng mga lalake, isang tricycle ng mga tanod... tapos may bumaba sa van na lalake, pinagsisigawan kami... talagang tiningnan pa kami mula ulo gang paa tapos nag sisigaw samin.. tapos p0tarages konsehal pala ng isang bayan sa Pasay ang walangya! yung kasama ko hindi na nakapagtimpi, sinagot sagot na yung konsehal... tapos pinansin namin na bat ginagamit yung sasakyan ng gobyerno ng dis oras ng gabi eh hindi naman dapat ginagamit yon... tapos yun nag sisigaw parin kaya sabi ko, wag nalang po tayo dito mag usap, sa presinto nalang para may police report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulad ng lumang kwento... ang mga police na dumating ay sobrang tagal dumating... tapos eto pa ang astig, lasing ang dalawa! nyahahaha! mga gagong yun ang lakas ng amoy eh, hard ang tinitira, nakakatakot buti nalang hindi kami pinagbabaril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO make this story short, napunta kami ng presinto at dun nagdaldalan, kinausap ko ng one on one yung konsehal at sinabi sa kanya na mali naman ang ginawa nya na pagsisigawan kami habang pilit namin na nakikipagusap ng maayos, sabi ko bat naman nya kami tinrato na parang walang pinagaralan... hayun... nag sorry, hinimas himas pa kamo ung braso ko habang nag sosorry hehehehe chuding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto pa, pag alis ng van.. ung yupi sa bumper ko biglang bumalik... parang goma.. kaya nawala galit ko... kasi may konting gasgas lang so kahit di ko na pagawa happy nako weeee! owel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks nga pala sa mga sumoporta saken nung gabi na yun, Marco, Elmer, Hennezy, Boss Clear, Kaibigan nya... at sayang si Francis sana... sayang nalubog sana natin sa lupa yung konsehal.. owel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116830246465635178?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116830246465635178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116830246465635178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116830246465635178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116830246465635178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/ouch.html' title='Ouch!!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116781618827706582</id><published>2007-01-03T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T17:23:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnanakaw na kalsada</title><content type='html'>TUMAAS ANG TOLL!!! walasatek!!! dati 67 pesos naging 71, ok lang diba.. eh kaylan lang yun... TAPOS BIGLANG NAG TAAS ANG BWAKA NG INA NA YAN NG TOLL NG 10.00!! ANG POTANG INA SUS PAKYU SHET KAYONG MGA HAYOP KAYO MGA MAGNANAKAW KAPANGET PANGET NG KALSADA NYO MGA GAGO KAYONG PAKSHET STUPID ASSHOLE BRAINLESS SONS OF BITCHES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81 na ang toll from sta. rosa gang nichols.. MGA HAYOP KAYONG MGA BUWAYA KAYONG WALANG UTAK NA ISDANG PINAGLIHI SA KUTO NG ELEPANTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116781618827706582?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116781618827706582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116781618827706582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116781618827706582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116781618827706582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/magnanakaw-na-kalsada.html' title='Magnanakaw na kalsada'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116735849437580245</id><published>2006-12-29T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T10:14:54.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumabog na planeta at iba pang kalokohan</title><content type='html'>Grabe nakakatamad talaga ngayon holiday.. wala kong ginawa kundi mag PS2 at kumain... grabe... tapos inoperahan pa sa mukha si gf kawawa nga eh pero oks lang at least natanggal na ung cancerous na nunal sa kanyang mukha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung sang gabi sabi ni mama saken may tinamaan daw na planeta ng asteroid sumabog daw kaya 8 nalang daw ang planets, hinintay ko sa CNN pero walang balita... kaya ngayon nasabi ko dito sa office at napagtawanan ako.. wala palang sumabog na planeta, dineclare lang pala na planet pluto ay isang Moon at Hindi Planet kaya 8 nalang ang planeta.. sus maryosep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatamad talaga! fuck! dami dami kong kaylangan gawin pero di ko masimulan pero nakakatamad naman gawin. Wala akong ka sipag sipag ngayon as in! fuck! sana next year sipagin ako! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years resolution ko nga pala ay magpapapayat nako.... sana matupad... tutuparin ko to para pogi! hahahahaha yeah!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture update! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/1600/725078/IMG_1363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/718/928/320/890697/IMG_1363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kainan sa brazil brazil mamamatay matay ang batok ko sa dami ng karne p0tek ang SARAP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116735849437580245?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116735849437580245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116735849437580245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116735849437580245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116735849437580245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/12/sumabog-na-planeta-at-iba-pang.html' title='Sumabog na planeta at iba pang kalokohan'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-116643733601421667</id><published>2006-12-18T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:22:16.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Matagal tagal din ako hindi nakapag update,  mejo natatamad kasi ako mag sulat these past few weeks. Im currently creating a new website to host my designs and advertise my freelance webdevelopment business. Medyo marami rami narin kasing client kaya pwede nang gumawa ng sariling site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway salamat nga pala kay NAO ng kaluskoskuskos, adventure ang pagtratrabaho kasama ka, isipin mo araw araw kakabaliw hwhahwhahwah geh layas lang ako may diner lang eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-116643733601421667?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/116643733601421667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=116643733601421667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/116643733601421667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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para magbantay... ako nakonsensya... nagbihis nako at umalis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahina hina pa ang hangin nung umalis ako, medyo maykalakasan pero hindi nakakarimarim... so ok lang byahe ako, sa daan normal pa lahat mga puno sumasayaw kasabay nga hangin, mga tao pakalat kalat papunta sa kanya kanyang trabaho... ako dumaan muna ko sa resto para mag agahan, nabasa pa nga ako ng ulan nun kasi yung malakeng truck ng tube ice nag deliver at nakaharang sa parking ko, napalayo tuloy ako... so ayun... natapos ang breakfast, nag balot ako ng lunch para sa office at lumarga nako pa office....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang simula ng lahat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papalabas ng expressway at dun ko na naramdaman na lumalakas ata ng todo ang hangin, kada buga ng hangin ung sasakyan ko parang nauuga... sa daan kita ko na may mga nakakalat ng sanga sanga ng puno at mayron ng tumbang poste... sa loob loob ko... papasok pa ba ako???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahaba ang pila sa tollgate, maraming sasakyan din ang papalabas ng sta rosa...habang nag aabang sa pila biglang may kumalabog sa gilid ng sasakyan ko, "BOG!!!" (sound effects para cool)  -  tinamaan ng lumilipad na sanga ang gilid ng kotsi... nataranta ako, hindi pa nga gawa ang yupi sa likod ng kotsi mayuyupi pa ang gilid! pero di ko muna pinansin at tuloy ako sa paghintay sa pila ng toll.. Pag dating sa tollgate nakita ko na sinarhan na pala nila ito at ang mga sasakyan ay pinababalik na... so no choice kundi bumalik.. nung una badtrip.. pero pag tagal.. na realize ko na ok ang decision nila... lalo na ng balikan ko ung kalsadang dinaanan ko ay ibang eksena na ang aking nakita... Marami ng punong bagsak, mga yero nakakalat na sa kalsada, mga billboards bagsak na... talagang humahataw na ang bagyo... at hindi pala cya simple.. tarages.. hindi baby ang bagyo..  tatay na tatay palang bagyo ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa resto ako dumeretso para sumilong, para malaman narin ni mama na hindi ako tumuloy... wala ng kuryente nun... nakakandila nalang sila sa resto at walang taong nakain... malakas na ang hangin at ang ulan... ipinarada ko ang kotsi sa harap ng resto... at pumasok sa loob... sa loob napansin ko na yung mga tao namin ay nakatingin lang sa labas, nung tanungin ko kung anong tinitingnan nila, sabi nila, " ayun hinihintay namin liparin ung mga tindahan dun" at yun nga, sa harap ng resto may mga tindahan ng muslim... nag titindan ng mga charger, ek ek ek ek... at yung kanilang maliliit na tindahan ay unti unting winawarak ng bagyo. nakakaawa ang eksena... yung mga muslim na babae nag iiyakan, habang yung mga lalake nag sisistakbo hinahakot nila yung mga paninda nilang naiwan sa tindahan nilang sinisira ng bagyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanginginig sa lamig ang mga muslim kaya ipinagtimpla namin ng kape at sinabihan naming ipasok nalang yung mga paninda nila sa loob ng resto para hindi liparin ng hangin at baka mawala pa. Mayamaya humupa bigla ang bagyo, yung mga tao biglang nagsilabasan na sa pagsilong at dun kitang kita ko ang sira sa mga tindahan sa paligin ng resto, mga sirang billboards, mga trapal, mga yero na nagkalat mga kahoy at iba iba pa. Umuwi muna ko para tingnan ang bahay, tumutulo kasi ang bubong namin sa may sala at kelangan malinis ito bago magbaha sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang eksena sa kalsada nung ako ay pabalik na ng bahay... mga puno na nung una ay sumasabay sa hangin... ngayon nabunot at natumba na... nakaharang sa kalsada... baha sa ilang bahagi ng daan.. mga yero nakakalat, mga sanga ng kahoy... may nakita ako na tricycle na nadaganan ng bumagsak na puno.. ang mga punong nabunot ay hindi rin basta basta, mga punong mangga na ilang taon ng nakatayo... naglalakihang puno ng ipil ipil atbp... ang ilog na dinaanan ko ay halos umapaw narin... dahil nga sa paghupa ng bahagya ng bagyo ang mga tao ay unti unting lumabas upang ayusin ang mga nasira sa kanilang paligid.. may mga nag pupukpok sa bubong, mga nag puputol ng puno, naglilinis ng kalat... ng dumating ako sa subdivision namin, nagulat ako ng salubungin ang sasakyan ko ng aso namin... ang aso namin na nasa loob ng garahe namin... sinara ko ang gate bago ako umalis... at dun ko nakita.. ang puno ng mangga sa gilid ng garahe namin ay natumba pala... bumagsak sa pader namin at ito ay nasira, ang puno sa loob ng garahe namin ay natumba din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinarada ko muna ang sasakyan sa labas ng bahay, pag pasok ko sa bahay laking gulat ko dahil ang aming sala ay lubog na sa tubig... derecho ako sa likod bahay at dun ko nakita ang mga polo ko na naglulutangan na sa baha, agad kong kinuha ang mga ito at inilatag lang muna sa isang tabi. Kumuha ako ng itak at tinabas ko ang mga sanga na sumabit sa kable ng telepono namin... tinabas ko na lahat at tuluyang kinalbo ang puno... yung mga hollow blocks naman na nagkalat sa garahe ay isa isa kong pinulot at itinapon muna sa tabing bahay... iniayos ang mga nagtumbahang chinese bamboo at iba pang halaman... at dun ko na ulit naramdaman... habang nag tatabas ako ng puno... naramdaman ko ulit ang hangin.. at narinig ang nakakatakot na huni nito... sabi ko sa sarili ko... eto na... eto nanaman ang bagyo.. lumagpas na kami sa mata ng bagyo at eto na ang buntot nito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang pangalawang yugto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agad kong iniligpit ang mga kalat sa garahe, isinara ko ang gate at pumasok sa bahay... habang patuloy sa pagbagyo ay minabuti kong tuyuin ang baha sa loob ng bahay... ginamit ko lahat ng aking maruruming damit na cotton para ipang tuyo sa tubig na pumasok sa bahay, dahil cotton ito at masmadaling sumipsip ng tubig at pigain... matagal tagal din ako nag patuyo dahil nga tuloy parin ang bagsak ng ulan... nakakatakot ang tunog sa labas, ang huni ng bagyo ay nakakarindi... ang mga langitngit ng yero namin ay nakakasulakaw... ang tunog ng mga nagwawalang puno ay nakakadagdag sa takot... napansin ko rin na ang gate namin na binabayo ng malakas na hangin ay unti unting nabubuksan... ilang beses din akong lumabas upang isara ito... nasaip ko tuloy si mama na naiwan sa resto at lalo na si papa na bumyahe pa sa batangas... maya maya pa ay narinig ko na ang tunog ng sasakyan ni papa... tuwang tuwa ako dahil nakauwi cya mula sa kanyang byahe halatang ngarag ang sasakyan nya sa dami ng bahang nilusong nito, may dala cyang pananghalian kaya cyempre lalo ako natuwa, gutom na gutom nako eh!matapos kumain, pumasok si papa sa kwarto para mag pahinga, ako naman ay pinagpatuloy ko ang pag lilinis sa sala hangang sa makita kong ang bagyo sa labas ay dahn dahan ng humihina... papunta na ng manila... matapos ang pagpatuyo sa sala ay nagpahinga muna ko... naidlip ako ng saglit.. nagising ako bandang alas kwatro at lumabas upang tingnan ang sitwasyon sa labas... laking gulat ko ng makita kong parang ilog ang labas ng aming bahay... malakas na agos ng tubig ang tumambad saken... nakakapagtaka dahil hindi naman ganon nung nabagyo pa, bakit kung kelan wala ng ulan ay ganto ang baha... ang dahilan pala ay binuksan ng Asia Brewery ang Dam nila sa factory dahil paapaw na ito, ito ang nagpabaha sa aming bayan nung mga sandaling iyon, umabot din hanggang kalahati ng binti ang tubig baha, malakas ang agos kaya medyo nakakatakot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumidilim na at wala kaming komunikasyon kay mama sa resto dahil nga walang signal ang celphones at ang landline naman ay putol, dahil nga nagaalala ako minabuti ko nalang na ilusong ang auto ko sa baha upang sunduin si mama, takot na takot ako dahil parang naging bangka ang kotsi ko habang binabaybay ang kalye, naglakas loob nalang ako at nagdasal na sana ay wag ako tumirik.. nakarating naman ako ng ayos sa resto pero sarado na ito.. nagkasalisi na kami ni mama... umuwi ako at  malipas ang ilang sandali dumating narin si mama sa bahay... nakahinga na kami ng maluwag dahil sama sama na kami sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang kuryente pero malamig kaya mabilis akong nakatulog ng gabi... mahimbing na mahimbing... tila walang nangyari nung araw na yon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115950467891722623?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115950467891722623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115950467891722623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115950467891722623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115950467891722623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/09/bagyong-millenia.html' title='Bagyong Millenia'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-115737037740246127</id><published>2006-09-04T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:46:17.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Mr. Crocodile Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abc.net.au/reslib/200401/r14036_34134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the restaurant when I heard the news something about Steve Irwin - the world renowned zoo keeper and environmentalist. I was not able to hear the news flash title but somehow I got this hunch.. So I hurriedly went to the internet shop beside our restaurant to readup, knowing Steve Irwin, if our local news channel had it in their headline then its gotta be headline in the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt take a while to locate the news... and it really shocked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin killed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have discovery channel at home, you probably have the idea who the man is. He's an australian environmentalist who captivated my attention because of his courage when it comes into handling very dangerous animals. I remembered one time when he jumped into a huge crocs back and wrestled the animal to have it relocated... damn the man is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even have his own movie, though not a big fan of the movie but thinking that a man like him... dying so early.. his only 44... having a family.. the irony of it all... he handled dangerous creatures such as crocodiles, snakes, sharks, lions etc... and he died from being stung by a stingray... a stingray arent suppose to be deadly.. unfortunately he was stung directly in the chest, puncturing a hole into hes heart, resulting to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you Steve Irwin, a huge &lt;strong&gt;CRIKEY!&lt;/strong&gt; You will be missed... I will certainly miss your show... your courage will never be forgotten, you devotion to the environment will forever be a beacon for many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of all the animals in heaven ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060904/ap_on_en_tv/obit_irwin"&gt;Read the news article here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115737037740246127?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115737037740246127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115737037740246127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115737037740246127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115737037740246127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/09/goodbye-mr-crocodile-hunter.html' title='Goodbye Mr. Crocodile Hunter'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-115432235469172976</id><published>2006-07-31T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:05:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliw sa resto</title><content type='html'>Nakabili ang family namin restaurant sa may Sta Rosa complex mga 2 months ago, smooth sailing naman ang lahat, masaya astig daming pagkain, daming nakain... every morning nadaan muna ko sa resto para mag agahan and mag balot ng pananghalian para sa office, kaya ang pagasang mamayat ay nawala nanaman dahil sa dami ng pagkain... san ka pa? everyday eat all you can. Pero cyempre hindi ko naman nilalamon lahat ng pagkain don, tamang kain na 1 ulam and 1 rice tamang ganun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap din mag bantay, pag maraming tao tumutulong ako, nag liligpit ako ng mga pinagkainan, nagpupunas ng mesa ek ek ek... nakakapagod talaga, isipin mo pag kalabas mo ng kusina dala ang isang tray ng mga pinagkainan eh meron ka nanaman dadatnan na lilinisin pa... astig dahil maraming nakain... lalo na ngaun at nadagdagan ang reputasyon ng resto. Masarap mag serbidor pero ang pinaka nakakawindang talagang trabaho sa lahat ay ung mag kaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa inyong kaalaman ako ay pinanganak na ikinamumuhi ang math, I HATE MATH! taena, tataka nga ako bat ako naging programmer hehehe although madali lang naman mag sukli sukli.. pero pag nagkasunod sunod at dumadami... dito na dumadating ang problema... nalilito nako..&lt;br /&gt;Meron ngang customer na ang bill nya ay worth 46 pesos ata... binigyan nya ako ng 100... so automatic 54 pesos ang sukli.. eh biglang nagbigay ng limang piso... POTEK NALITO AKO! talagang ang tagal ko nag compute hahaha! di nako nakatiis nag calculator nako hahahaha! ayoko kasi mag calculator sa mga ganun kasi pag ako ang customer sa ibang resto pag nag calculator ung kahera eh iniisip ko ang bopols naman sa math.. pero wagka... kala mo kung sino akong magaling sa math..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya sa resto maraming makikitang tao, lalo na mga girls... lintik sa dami ng girls dun na nakain eh matutulala ka nalang talaga eh hahaha! iba ibang klaseng girls, may studyante, factory worker, teachers atbp... aliw din ung mga mag syosyota... meron talagang makikita mo sa isang sulok nag nenecking, nag pepeting talagang PDA ang mga loko. Cyempre ang mga cook namin na nasa loob ng kusina eh makikita mong nag sisilabasan sa kanilang lungga upang umusyoso hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig talaga sa resto kahit na hindi ko nararamdaman gaano ang perang pumapasok dahil dito eh ayos narin dahil nakakalibang at astig na astig mag bantay doon.. lalo na pag nakikita mong madaming tao na nagkakainan, mga nag tatawanan, mga taong nagagalit dahil matagal ung pancit nila... kain kayo sa resto namin minsan! 45 pesos lang ang pancit good for 2 na. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115432235469172976?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115432235469172976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115432235469172976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115432235469172976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115432235469172976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/07/aliw-sa-resto.html' title='Aliw sa resto'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-115270613083744992</id><published>2006-07-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:08:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Boy</title><content type='html'>We went to gateway mall last Tuesday to watch Superman returns, but unlike any movie trip I had, this one was all the way very very astig na astig different and awesome than anything I experienced before. Though I already seen the movie the feeling of my body sinking in this fabulous chair/sofa/bed hybrid thing really earned my money's worth... and that’s not all, with unlimited popcorn and soda... san ka pa! Imagine I started eating popcorn during the movie previews and stopped not because I already ran out, but because I was already feeling guilty about eating too much. I even got dehydrated the following morning coz my body needs to flush down all the accumulated butter and salt. Just note that if you are planning to go there with your barkada make sure that your evenly grouped or else you’ll end up having one of your friend stuck along side a stranger during the course of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now… my eyes are starting to bleed… I need to practice English more… damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, listen to magic 89.9 every morning, catch good times with Mo and you’ll surely start your morning with a smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115270613083744992?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115270613083744992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115270613083744992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115270613083744992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115270613083744992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/07/lazy-boy.html' title='Lazy Boy'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-115129973183881833</id><published>2006-06-26T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:28:51.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Updates</title><content type='html'>Friday night, I went to the movies to watch The Omen with Francis, Peach, Marco and Marghil.. I really don’t like to watch the movie coz I already am familiar with the story since I already watched the older version of the Omen... late 80's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately went home after the movie, I dropped Marco and Marhgil at Buendia and went straight to Paranaque to drop Francis and Peach.. and so it happened... bad luck from watching The Omen, starting with red lights in every intersection... and ending with my girl injured in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god! My girl was molested by this Honda City driven by a coniotik pinokio who didn’t even have a phone to call the police! Well... I myself didn’t have enough prepaid that time... Francis helped me a lot!! We used his phone to call the investigators who arrived late… not that late though…we only waited for almost 2 hours for them to arrive. Imagine… Francis and Peachy stood by me all throughout that nasty incident, I told them several times to catch a cab or sumthin coz its already getting late and that I can handle it… but they wont leave… persistent as they are, I loved them even more hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… it was a 3 car collision, my poor car was in front the Honda City was sandwiched by my car and that stupid Toyota Corolla... The culprit who caused the incident…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m thankful though that no one was hurt and that I already finished paying my car insurance so I don’t have to shell out anything to fix the damage… well I hope everything will be covered by the insurance, I haven’t received any news yet about it… I’ll call them later… the hassle!! The Hassle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I new learning experience for me… the glass is always half full you know, not half empty. Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115129973183881833?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115129973183881833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115129973183881833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115129973183881833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115129973183881833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/06/updates-updates.html' title='Updates Updates'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-115042119603617834</id><published>2006-06-16T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:26:36.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodling doodling.. boring boring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A doodle... digital ink blot from my medulla oblongata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115042119603617834?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115042119603617834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115042119603617834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115042119603617834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115042119603617834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/06/doodling-doodling-boring-boring.html' title='Doodling doodling.. boring boring...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-115025639953870373</id><published>2006-06-14T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:39:59.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At last!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many weeks of waiting, finally it this picture has been posted in my gallery....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was rejected before by the moderators because of some shitty reason... so I elongated her ears to turn her into an elf... thus... a fantasy painting in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view the full image size here : &lt;a href="http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/art/n/e/neovenjo/girl.jpg.html"&gt;http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/art/n/e/neovenjo/girl.jpg.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-115025639953870373?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/115025639953870373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=115025639953870373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115025639953870373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/115025639953870373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/06/at-last.html' title='At last!!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114974235003539875</id><published>2006-06-08T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T12:52:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another bloggers post</title><content type='html'>It was my first time that someone elses post struck me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly... it came from "few"  liner post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9G_Rttx74BEElYAx4WjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=127om7t1k/EXP=1149386993/**http%3a//www.best-of-chat-links.de/home8_img/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as a kid, i can only drink sofdrinks whenever im sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i can buy as many bottles i want.. but it doesnt taste as good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm? now why is that?? how come??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to the post: &lt;a href="http://nobe112681.blogspot.com/2006/05/taste-as-good.html#links"&gt;I AM NOBE.: TASTE AS GOOD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114974235003539875?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114974235003539875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114974235003539875&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114974235003539875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114974235003539875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-bloggers-post.html' title='Another bloggers post'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114974102678555429</id><published>2006-06-08T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T12:30:26.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pros and Cons</title><content type='html'>.... of having a car... well at first, I only see Pros... now I can clearly see and FEEL the Cons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;1. My time is my own...&lt;br /&gt;2. Kahit saan ko gusto pumunta pwede!&lt;br /&gt;3. Meron ako lugar tambayan na aircon&lt;br /&gt;4. Nakakagala ako kasama ng aking mga barkada&lt;br /&gt;5. Naihahatid ko mga kapamilya ko kung saan saan&lt;br /&gt;6. Mas madaling magset ng lakad.&lt;br /&gt;7. Mas astig.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons.&lt;br /&gt;1. Wa na ipon...&lt;br /&gt;2. Parang naging dalawa gf ko.&lt;br /&gt;3. Malademonyo ang presyo ng gas, ayaw pang itodo! GAWIN NG 50! yan tapos wag ng taasan ng sampong libong milyong bilyong taon! Inuunti unti pa eh! nahiya pa kayo!&lt;br /&gt;4. Mahal magpagawa.... wa ipon.. wa pera.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nadagdagan ang plans ko.. dati plan ko bumili ng car lang... ngaun nadagdagan ng gusto ko bumili ng mags, mga gulong, magpa undercoat, magpahilamos, sounds setup, mga ilaw dami dami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit may cons yan, happy parin ako kaya SUGOD MGA KAPATID TAYO AY MAGSAMA SAMA IWAGAYWAY NA ANG BANDERA RAK EN ROL HANGGANG UMAGA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114974102678555429?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114974102678555429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114974102678555429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114974102678555429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114974102678555429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/06/pros-and-cons.html' title='Pros and Cons'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114811072101430017</id><published>2006-05-20T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T15:38:41.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another scam warning email</title><content type='html'>I received this email from a friend... another one of those "friend spam" that usually makes me laugh and think... well this is one of them... this really made me laugh and.... think... maybe I need to buy me a new wallet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject of the email is Megamall Scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting this to you to warn you of something that happened to me,  as I have become a victim of a clever scam while out shopping. This  personally happened to me at SM Mega Mall, and it could happen to you.    Here's how the scam works:    Two seriously good-looking 18-year-old girls come over to your car as  you are packing your shopping in the trunk. They both start wiping  your windshield with a rag and soapy water with their breasts almost  falling out of their skimpy t-shirts. It is impossible not to look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say "No" and instead  ask you for a ride to another Mall. If you agree, they will get in the  back seat fast. On the way, they start having sex with each other.  Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and performs oral sex  on you, while the other one steals your wallet.    I had my wallet stolen last Tuesday, Wednesday, twice on Thursday,  again on Saturday and also yesterday. I'm on my way to the store to  buy more wallets.    ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful.    Please do not pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114811072101430017?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114811072101430017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114811072101430017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114811072101430017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114811072101430017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-another-scam-warning-email.html' title='Just another scam warning email'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114742605993942756</id><published>2006-05-12T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T17:27:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring rainy friday...</title><content type='html'>Super boring dito sa office.... mababa nanaman ang mood ko dahil 1. Ang lakas ng ulan... 2. Masama pakiramdam ko 3. Sinisipon ako at 4. wala kong pera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May outing pa naman kami tommorrow... sabi na eh.. bat kasi mag sked ng outing eh May 13... kaya pala nawasak yung shades ko nung nakaraang outing.. kasi hindi ko na raw cya magagmit ulet... tama cya... bat pa mag shesheds... p0tek eh walang araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sakit sakit ng ulo ko ngayon.. bakit kasi hindi pwedeng hindi sumama sa outing eh! sana naman di ako ma bore... sama kasi ng pakiramdam ko... wala din ako sa mood maglasing neto! haaaay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:I:3... WAAAAAAH inaadvertise na ang XMEN 3 sa radio hindi ko pa napapanood to! syemas! bat kasi ung mga niyayaya ko either napanood na nila or mga hindi trip yung movie... sya sya papanoorin ko to sa sunday.. BY HOOK OR BY CROOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring.. wala pako ginagawang work ngayon... nag punta ko makati para pumila sa bank ng isang oras tapos pag dating sa dulo sabi sa bank hindi raw pwede mag release ng pera yung company.. . waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!! buti nalang cute yung teller... di ako pwede magtaas ng boses kasi nga diba.. "first impression last" owel... uwi nalang ako... sa monday nalang ulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sama talaga nga pakiramdam ko.... sana umaraw.. kaso 5:30 na eh! pano aaraw! lintek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM! HAY BUHAY! di nako nakapag gym... nagiging once a week ang session ko.. kelangan diet mode talaga ko... pero ang hirap mag diet pag may resto kayo.. syemas! pano mo naman matitiis na hindi dumukot sa counter ng ulam eh ang sarap mag luto ng cook wahahahahahaha!!! life's a real challenge talaga! maka pag photography na ngalang din at mangarap nalang sa ulan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114742605993942756?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114742605993942756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114742605993942756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114742605993942756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114742605993942756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/05/boring-rainy-friday.html' title='Boring rainy friday...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114708955197455727</id><published>2006-05-08T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:59:12.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Outing Laluz San Juan Batangas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever summer outing for the year 2006... and it was already May... I was so excited bout this trip not only because its my first summer outing, but it was because I spent it with the best guys who made my corporate life a living heavenly nightmare... BROKEBAKAN NA TO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/diavox1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;From left to hmmm... to lowerrrr right... Jake d Snake, Bea, Tamer, Pogi, Marcobain, Mocon, Jella Jella, Basco (me), and Von Russum the human condom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After almost 3 hours in the van... picture moment before anything else... Marcobain, Basco and Tamer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite spot at the resort... I really don't have any idea what they call this but it's my favorite spot... you can really feel "beachy" laying down on this... thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/diavox2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/diavox2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In front of our super secured room... I accidentaly left our key inside, asked the staff for help, no spare key... the staff opened the window screen... voila! instant room access!!! super secure!! &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/diavox3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of our "Boy Band" pose... I should have stood beside Mocon on top of that bamboo thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/diavox4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another group picture... damn!! no solo!! sorry not my camera...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/diavox5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Tri-yak... never did I imagine myself rowing this thing... but the experience of riding the waves under the scorching sun... above deep water (I'm not a good swimmer) is priceless... well 200 pesos per hour was the exact amount... I even imagined myself drowning during our first few minutes of kayaking... or having my foot attacked by hundreds of poisonous jellyfish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: My life vest doesnt fit well... a bit small to support my body...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/diavox6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A few hours before departure... you can see the satisfaction in our face... happy, satisfied, sunburned, exhausted and fun filled summer outing at La Luz beach resort...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry no pictures of girls in their bikinis... again... not my camera... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114708955197455727?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114708955197455727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114708955197455727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114708955197455727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114708955197455727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/05/summer-outing-laluz-san-juan-batangas.html' title='Summer Outing Laluz San Juan Batangas'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114644689281247018</id><published>2006-05-01T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:28:12.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come What May</title><content type='html'>Last friday night, we were talking about our "ultimate" favorite song... I could easily answer "In the End - Linking Park  or  Steel Gods of the Last Apocalipse - Rhapsody" but these song, though I really like em, doesnt fit as the "ultimate"... thinking for a while then I remembered this one particular song by Air Supply... &lt;strong&gt;Come What May&lt;/strong&gt;. Here's some of the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come What May &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When she looks at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know the girl sees things &lt;strong&gt;nobody else&lt;/strong&gt; can see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of the secret fears inside and all the restlessness I hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You look into my &lt;strong&gt;Soul&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;read me like nobody can...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And She &lt;strong&gt;doesn't judge&lt;/strong&gt; the man She just &lt;strong&gt;takes me as I'am...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come What May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She &lt;strong&gt;Believes&lt;/strong&gt; and that &lt;strong&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt; is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something I never known... before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come What May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She Loves me and that love has helped me open the door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making me Love myself a little more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very beautiful and striking song... making this my ultimate favorite song of all time...&lt;br /&gt;A rarity today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114644689281247018?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114644689281247018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114644689281247018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114644689281247018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114644689281247018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/05/come-what-may.html' title='Come What May'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114637790931967300</id><published>2006-04-30T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T14:18:29.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universe</title><content type='html'>They say that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why lovers are like astronauts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... they need space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to see the beauty of the world in the middle of darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate and miss it once again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114637790931967300?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114637790931967300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114637790931967300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114637790931967300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114637790931967300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/universe.html' title='Universe'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114613348397921830</id><published>2006-04-27T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:24:43.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga kakaibang salita</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday habang kami ni MARKUZ ay nasa gym biglang nag text si DYOSA NG KADILIMAN... nagyayaya cya mag swimming... and dahil patapos nanaman kami sa routine namin sabi ko kay mark, sabihin mo NOW NA! wala ng isip isip pa, NOW NA para matuloy. Eh yung nagyaya sa amin... BATGIRL yun eh... call center blah blah... so... mula sa gym.. tuloy kami kala markuz para kumuha ng damit, tas kala JOSA na mamamatay na sa antok pero napilitan sumama at samin naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag treat si JOSA sa MAX's at dito nagkaron ng kakaibang salita... una...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magandang Waitress: Ano pong drinks nyo sir?&lt;br /&gt;Markuz: Manggo Juice saken.&lt;br /&gt;Magandang Waitress: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Markuz: Teka ano ba yung Manggo juice nyo, yung pineapple?&lt;br /&gt;Magandang Waitress: Heller!!!&lt;br /&gt;Benjo: (habang nakatitig sa waitress...) WAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isipin mo nga naman... Kaya nga tinawag na manggo juice eh! bat tatanong pa kung pineapple!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangalawa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagrereklamo sila Joza at Markuz dahil sa nakita nila ang aking malagubat na kwarto...&lt;br /&gt;ang sagot ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAG NYO KONG LINISIN MADUMI AKO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o diba astig! biglang labas sa bibig! ni hindi ko na naisip hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangatlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tindahan nila MArkuz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUMIBILI: Pabili nga po ng colgate, yung closeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p0tek! kala ko pamahiin ung gantong salita. totoo pala! wahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114613348397921830?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114613348397921830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114613348397921830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114613348397921830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114613348397921830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/mga-kakaibang-salita.html' title='Mga kakaibang salita'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114588315671024828</id><published>2006-04-24T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:52:36.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Trip</title><content type='html'>Having the car really got me going again... unlike before during the weekends... all I do is sleep, sing and watch TV... now waking up on saturdays seems to open new possibilities... I cant wait to have everything fixed so I can do my long planned road trip to Bicol. Why Bicol? This may seem a bit weird but I want to go to Bicol because I want to visit someone I met 5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself can’t understand why I need to visit that person... well the place itself seems very intriguing Mt. Mayon and the buried church… the food, the locals. I think I made a promise to myself 5 years ago that I will visit this place and specially this person someday… Before, I was planning to go on my motorcycle, but since it was in a really bad shape during those days… and not having the money… I was not able to do the trip… But now the possibility of driving to Bicol swells larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think of it… the more I become excited… all I need now is a digicam and pocket money… I really don’t care if I get lost during this trip… what’s the essence of having a road trip if you know exactly where you are going? The adventure and fun of it all starts when everywhere you look seems to open a new chapter in your mind… recording everything… indulging in the learning sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until now, why is this trip seems very important to me? Maybe 5 years ago having this feeling is normal… but now? What kind of hold does this person got into me? She’s already married… and already have kids… so… why does it still excites me when I think of seeing the look of her face when I visit her… look for her… Maybe lightning struck me hard 5 years ago that I can still feel the electricity on my veins. Maybe seeing her again might quench the thirst I’m having… or maybe… to get rid of all the questions… and regrets… or maybe… I just want to see Mt. Mayon… simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve already been to Lucban Quezon, Antipolo, Tagaytay, Laguna hehehe… maybe Zambales or Pampanga this May… but a promise is a promise… I will visit Bicol this year… a road trip 5 years in the making… a road trip that will surely satisfy my soul… my lagalagag na soul…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114588315671024828?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114588315671024828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114588315671024828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114588315671024828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114588315671024828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-trip.html' title='Another Trip'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114519580390333916</id><published>2006-04-16T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:56:43.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coooool Change</title><content type='html'>Losing weight was always on new years resolution for about.. uhhh 10 years now, but unlike before I believe I'm more determined to do it, in fact I already started this morning... a two hour work out at a fitness gym near our town. I already tried body building during my college days... but was not able to continue coz I find it hard to put it into schedule when the Thesis season pops out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gym after attending mass, praying for a faster metabolism hehehe... anyway I was a bit nervous bout going to the gym alone because my frined Markus just woke up after another night of contemplation... fortunately the gym was not that filled with people... so I felt a bit relaxed... then I asked a guy to whom should I talk to for registration. The guy shouted MON! then this HUGE man with arms seems to rip the sleeves of his shirt to shreds came up and ask if I was registering for a single session or for a monthly registration (100/session  1k/month). I told him that I was just paying for a single session just to check things out a bit... he was drinking a can of milk by the way... Then I look at the man's face and was shocked! "P0ta mukhang bakla!" though I dont really said that aloud... Im too young to die you know... I cant really blame myself, you see... this guy got this long untied hair and he's eyes... its like he's wearing an eyeliner or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying him a hundred.. kiching! he told me to start warming up on a stationary bike... no sweat really since I've been doing a lot of stationary biking at home while watching TV... so I put on some sweat at the bike for 15 minutes... then the threadmill... I was a bit scared of the threadmill actually... what if I fall off?? what if the threadmill was moving to fast and I got killed??... the falling off part really got me worried especially when a man using the threadmill lost he's balance and nearly slamed his face into the handrest... funny and scary... Funny for him... Scary for me hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at last... Markus arrived... after registering he went straight into the threadmill... cheesy fellow... at least he made me confident enough to try using the equipment... When I got on the threadmill I tried walking but the flatform was not moving.... then the instructor came and pushed the start button (spell stupid...) The damn machine turned out to be fun! no wonder the chubby chick beside me while I was biking never stopped walking... I even asked her... "Di ka ba napapagod? kanina ka pa nag lalakad ah?" she replied "Di naman" ok enough conversation... Markus and I talked while doing the cardio, making it a lot more fun... after walking the HUGE instructor guy called us to do some stretching before doing some weight training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant really give much details bout the weight training but both my arms and legs are in pain right now... pleasurable pain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well be back at the gym this wednesday to do another round of our program... I'll try and turn this body building thing into an obsession for faster and fun filled result... so as of this moment.. GOODBYE JOLLIBEE!! and HELLO CENTURY TUNA!!!! weeeeeeee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years... orlando will bloom nyahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114519580390333916?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114519580390333916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114519580390333916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114519580390333916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114519580390333916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/coooool-change.html' title='Coooool Change'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114499436512776212</id><published>2006-04-14T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T13:59:25.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation mode..</title><content type='html'>A hot afternoon in my room and I’m so BOOREED!!!  I texted my friend Joyce and Mark if they want to... well hangout and go joyriding…  Unfortunately Joyce was on her way home from work… damn call center schedules!! One of my buds turned back from being bat-girl again. I can imagine her now hanging upside down in her room… sleeping hehehe. Mark on the other hand didn’t seem to care… not a single reply… he’s still probably asleep after contemplating till dawn about things he wanted to do this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I texted Ronald, and he’s very ready to go! He’s immediate reply was “cge daan moko magliligo lang me” astig! We haven’t eaten lunch yet and he’s already preparing to go… being one of my joyriding buds, he’s very used to this sort of thing… a sudden jolt of “gala” mood. I’ll drop by he’s house this afternoon and maybe spend sometime with him doing what we do best… nothing… just hangout and talk about anything… or maybe drop by at Totoy’s shop and play RF online or Ragnarok till dawn hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to Tagaytay the other night with my friends who came back from Singapore… another unforgettable and SUPER night, even though darkness covered the view… still having your friends around in such sudden joyride really beats everything… I felt so alive… though my girl, being a bit blind at night… I really need to change her headlights… and having only one radio station which signs off after midnight… we still manage to enjoy the night. I fixed my radio problem this morning… I was able to add 2 stations and found a way to change stations, I also tested if the cassette player is working and it does… so I’m a bit satisfied right now… I don’t think I’ll be buying a new head unit just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owel… I’ll be getting ready now.. baka namumuti na mata ni Ronald kahintay saken… marami pa kaming gasolinang sasayangin. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114499436512776212?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114499436512776212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114499436512776212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114499436512776212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114499436512776212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/vacation-mode.html' title='Vacation mode..'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114481160020974816</id><published>2006-04-12T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T11:13:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day at the office...</title><content type='html'>Its 10:49 am here at the office and I cant just get my self to work.... tinatamad ako grabeH! Almost everyone here at the office were on leave already... probably on their way to Bora, Puerto, Baguio, Mindanao, Laguna, Antartica... ek ek ek... to spend the holy week. Wala pa akong ka definite na plans kung anong gagawin ko this coming holy week... pero meron akong mga pangarap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong sumakay ng barko at magpunta ng Puerto, I heard that you could drive to Batangas Pier and park your car then head to puerto... that would make the trip even more exciting, roadtrip yun! tapos... dagat trip! asteg! now that my girl is here parang limitless na ang pwede ko ng puntahan dito sa pinas... pera lang talaga nag kelangan... gusto kong mag drive ng malayong malayo.. walang paki kung san pupunta.. gusto kong daan ang San Juanico bridge... ang pinakamahabang tulay sa pinas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron nga palang joke about this... di ko alam exactly pero somewhere in the Philippines ang tawag sa Tulay ay "Tete"... then sa Visaya naman ang tawag naman sa word na  Lito ay "Libog".. astig diba... I remember the other night while programming... when I heard about the "lito" translation for the first time... I really dont know what to do about my work... so I shouted... "P0tek... nalilibugan nako sa ginagawa ko!" NYAHAHAHAHA! astig diba?! naging trademark na nung gabi ang word and everyone on my team was having a great time expressing their "Libog"  sa mga ginagawa nila hehehehe! asteg talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na ikwento pa saken ung sa "Tete" na yan.. nakabuo tuloy ako ng scenario... "Class ang San Juanico ang pinakamahabng Tete sa buong pilipinas! nalilibugan ba kayo sa sinabi ko?" HAHAHAHAHA! astig na sentence! pang brokeback p0tek! Isa pa nga pala yun.. ung Brokeback!... as everyone know already... the movie brokeback mountain is more of a man-man love story... di ko na sinubukang panoorin dahil p0tek naman... lalake po ako at ayokong makakita ng lalake na sinusungalngal ang isa pang lalake.. p0tek di na tama un!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, lahat ng kabaklaan ay tinatawag ng brokebak.. brokeback syndrome... brokebakan nyahahahaha! Even sa radio when they are talking about gayish things lagi ang banggit nila ay "you know that Brokeback sort of thing...." tapos sabay pa ng background music nung intro ng "Careless Whisper" nyahahahaha bading na bading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay nako nakakaurat... gusto ko ng magbakasyon pero kelangan mag tipid.. kelangan mag save at meron pa akong babayaran na mga utang! pero at least I already paid most of em so.... easy cheesy na ang pakiramdam ko ngayon... unlike before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron nga pala akong inevaluate na employee dito sa office... isa cya sa mga programmers na hawak ko... and... unfortunately... hindi cya pumasa sa evaluation... actually ang iniisip ko ay extension sa probi period... hindi ko inaasahan na ma teterminate cya... sobrang nakokonsensya ako tuwing iniisip ko yon.. dahil hindi cya na regular.. more on kasalanan ko yun eh.. kasi ako ung nag handle sa kanya.. ako ang nag turo sa kanya...  kasalanan ko kung bat naging ganon ang output nya di ko maintindihan nalilito ako pag iniisip ko un... super nakokosensya ako... iniisip ko ung sarili ko nung panahon na fresh grad ako... wala rin naman ako gaanong alam kundi ang mag counter strike at mag internet.. pero I was given a permanent position sa job ko... and now ako ganto ginawa ko... ang hirap sa pakiramdam... masaket... sana lang maging lesson sa kanya ang ginawa.. ok lang na magalit cya saken... ipagulpi nya ko or what pero sana may natutunan cyang lesson kung baket nangyari yon and pag igihan nya sa susunod na company na kanyang papasukan... goodluck sayo pare! God bless!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114481160020974816?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114481160020974816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114481160020974816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114481160020974816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114481160020974816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-day-at-office.html' title='Another day at the office...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114420423110494045</id><published>2006-04-05T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:54:02.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Hop!</title><content type='html'>Owel... I'm here again in my former office with my friends (The guys who opened my mind about everything, except going to church)... I'm not here just because I'm bored... I'm here for a very probable cause, I'm currently working for them on several projects... an urge to earn more. I'm currently in a fix right now... got a lot of bills to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that when my girl was born... her twin sister emerged with her... and her name is "&lt;strong&gt;utang&lt;/strong&gt;". I don't know about you guys but for me, having &lt;strong&gt;Utang&lt;/strong&gt; around was really a pain... She's like a vampire sucking out my very essence... thinking about her causes headaches, sadness and anxiety... That's why I'm here... I need to get rid of her as soon as possible and the only way to do it is to work my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having &lt;strong&gt;Utang&lt;/strong&gt; is a big responsibility, I'm slowly starting to know the value of money, the REAL value of money. Unlike before, before going home I buy 3 packs of &lt;em&gt;Lucky Me Pancit canton&lt;/em&gt; for dinner... since &lt;strong&gt;Utang&lt;/strong&gt; came... I only buy 2 packs hehehe (slowly starting to know the value of money- as in SLOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... if negotiations came out smooth  ill go home smiling... utang ng ina.... mawala kana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114420423110494045?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114420423110494045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114420423110494045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114420423110494045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114420423110494045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/company-hop.html' title='Company Hop!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114391489892108441</id><published>2006-04-02T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:08:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE AGE 2!</title><content type='html'>Last week I had this crazed feeling to watch ICE AGE II, I asked my pals to join me watch it almost everyday till I found out that it wasn't showing yet by that time. A hell of a dissapointment but a great enhancer of excitement. Magic 89.9 was giving away free tickets to the movie almost everyday but I don't really feel like calling to kiss Mo's ass to get the tickets... I have the money anyway... well a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while working I heard on the radio that theaters are now showing Ice Age II, I immediately YM'ed my friends and asked them if they want to watch the movie after office... unfortunately none of them was available... I really don't want to watch the movie alone.. so I YM'd another pal from a different office and surprisingly she agreed to join me. So we scheduled the time and when everything was settled I YM'd another friend to join us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we arrived at G4 at around mmm... 8:10 somethin and watched a few trailers... then it started... ICE AGE 2.. a movie that made me laugh so hard, that I failed to digest my popcorn. The actions and the script was hilarious. If I can only give the creators and script writers a truck of awards, I'd do it. I recommend the movie to everyone... the movie made me forget the problems I had at work... I can't really spill out anything about the movie in detail because I'm writing in english... just watch the movie and you'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age 2, surely beats the hell out of V - for Vendetta... (V - for Voring)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers everybody! have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114391489892108441?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114391489892108441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114391489892108441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114391489892108441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114391489892108441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/ice-age-2.html' title='ICE AGE 2!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114391351457505521</id><published>2006-04-02T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T01:45:14.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see yah anywhere sybyll!</title><content type='html'>Goodluck and Godbless! Keep in touch, more adventures to come!! A promising career awaits you... just dont forget to share your pie ok! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yah anywhere Sybyll, well miss your corny divination teachings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114391351457505521?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114391351457505521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114391351457505521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/04/see-yah-anywhere-sybyll.html' title='see yah anywhere sybyll!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114347214807159779</id><published>2006-03-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:47:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl of my dreams...</title><content type='html'>Here I'am again... in my room, in front of my ever so useful computer working my butt off to pay my up-coming bills. I can't really think of something to write.. all I want to do is to jam my keyboard and create words that will merge into sentence... I really want to share some stuffs about me and my "girl" but I'll have it posted once I transferred our pictures... hmmm me and my girl... and her damned period which I really want to stop... unfortunately unlike the other girls who had their period once a month... my girl have her period everyday of the week... that is until I have her fixed hehehe. If only I could just patch her up with a couple of "Whisper with Mulawin Wings" to stop her leak, That could save me lots of bread, if that was only possible, hmmm... possible maybe... but quite stupid and idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now I still can't believe that she's living here with me... after years of dreaming... after years of planning... finally I have her now... I have lots of plans for her... gotta do alot of shopping... I'll take her to a salon, spa, doctor... I'll buy her new stuffs... a new voice box.. right now her singing was a bit off and she's always tuned to a single station... which is ok... but kinda sucks especially every friday... (magic 89.9 blast from the past bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to spend thousands of miles with her... satisfy my hunger for speed and break my current personal speed record... which is as of the moment.. 130kph. I drove her once to Lucban Quezon to test her capabilities... and she became way to stressed and spewed lots of blood... making me ballistic for days... till I found out that all she needed was a little bit of attention and care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love about her is that she helps me on my diet... that is because I can't afford to do extra munching now that I also need to feed her... alot... I just hope that her metabolism slows down a bit, her metabolism was way to much for my budget... but its worth it.. coz I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114347214807159779?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114347214807159779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114347214807159779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114347214807159779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114347214807159779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/03/girl-of-my-dreams.html' title='Girl of my dreams...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114258214737097750</id><published>2006-03-17T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:55:47.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday... reealization...</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday... today I turned 24... today I realized that I'm really getting older and how time passed by so fast... it seems only yesterday that I woke up on my "papag" on our college apartment.. that I rode my motorcycle with Brian to deliver flowers to our girlfriends, that we hangout at UP Los Baños for no apparent reason but boredom.. and now I'm 24... I guess it's time to start doing all those healthy stuffs.. diet... diet diet... and exercise... I'm getting older and fatter if this goes on I might be dead before I even reach 40... better diet... I need an inspiration, motivation.. consultation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114258214737097750?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114258214737097750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114258214737097750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114258214737097750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114258214737097750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-reealization.html' title='Birthday... reealization...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114196221687569434</id><published>2006-03-10T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:54:54.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyway Highway</title><content type='html'>I drove to manila last week, the feeling was very much different when I rode a bus to Makati. I feel nervous, excited... like having LBM and winning in a lottery while riding a "balsa" in the middle of the pacific ocean at the same time. With my tank loaded with 300 pesos worth of premium gasoline, I head out with confidence... while driving I was singing KAMIKAZE's Narda, I really don't know the lyrics of the song.. who cares?! "Mapapansin kaya blah blah blah blah...." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wondered how it felt like driving over 115 kph... thats my fastest driving record, and that was on my 1999 Honda Dream Motorcycle ("scooter"), with no helmet and eye protector on, that was the fastest and the most "dangerous" stunt I ever tried... over-taking long trucks with my "manibela" shaking because of the speed... If I happen to run over a stone or something on the road I will surely collapse, and might not be here blogging right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stepped on the gas and tried it... I reached 120 kph without any fuss... so I pushed it to 130kph... my fastest driving record as of today, I'll try to go faster after I had the car tuned, maybe I'll try it on NLEX coz' SLEX road condition is just so fucking bad, and I dont want to damage the car just to satisfy my "need for speed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sucat exit, I decided to use the skyway highway myway... driving in the skyway is so much more exciting! Aside from the excellent road condition, the road was not that populated so I can drive worry free... I just can't imagine myself driving off the skyway and falling to my doom... not yet... then I reached the tollgate... all my excitement went down to drain when I saw the toll fee... 120.00 ouch! Comfort was really expensive nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/Image%2826%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Image%2826%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Makati Oh!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the Makati exit to Amorsolo and went straight to Burgundy tower... parked and smile... my first driving experience to Makati... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAD TRIP NA TO!!!! SAN KAYA SUSUNOD?? EWAN KO! WALANG PAM PA GAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- english practice... gusto ko maglagay ng adsense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114196221687569434?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114196221687569434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114196221687569434&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114196221687569434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114196221687569434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/03/skyway-highway.html' title='Skyway Highway'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114096607977940169</id><published>2006-02-26T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:09:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!! THANKYOU LORD!! OHHH YEAHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>This day has been marked... February 26, 2006...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement last night almost kept me awake till 2:30 AM, I can't sleep, my mind was filled with images of me... driving my car... my very own car... a childhood dream about to be realized at the age of 23... I fell asleep and had nightmares... yes.. nightmares... I dreamt that Mr. Estrada (the seller) told me that he wanted me to give him 11k in cash before he let us have the car... how in the world will I be able to produce that amount in a day???... Its like being punched hard in the face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my father woke me up, it was already 7:30 AM in the morning... thanking god that it was just a dream... I took a bath and helped father and Mang Rommy clear the inner part of our garage... bye bye ping pong table hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------- TAMA NA ENGLISH DI AKO MAKAPAGKWENTO NG MALAYA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San tayo ulet.. edi ayun na nga.... itinapon lahat ng tambak sa garahe, lahat ng di kelangan, mga upuan na bakal inilagay lahat sa likod bahay... tapos naligo nako... at lumarga na kami pa Bicutan dahil kukuha muna kami ng SQUID BOLS sa FTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre sa buong byahe na yon... panay tugudug tugudug ang puso ko... kasi gawa ng panaginip ko... papano kung hindi i release ung sasakyan? papano ung excitement ko? mapupunta nalang ba yun sa talampakan ko? so sige byahe! si papa talagang kwento pa ng kwento, pangaral ng pangaral, turo ng mga road safety tips na parang first time ko magmamaneho.. eh college palang nagmamaneho nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun.. nakuha nanamin ung squidbols at derecho na kami pa France Street sa Better Living sa Paranaque... talagang todo kabado ko, para kong makikipag meet sa parents ng aking nililigawan. Sobrang kinakabahan, excited, takot, masaya... nakakalukong pakiramdam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumiliko na sa France street... natatae ako sa anticipation... nakikita ko na ang autopad carwash!! waaah ayan na... bumaba na kami.. wahahahaha grabe!!!! at pinatuloy na sa bahay ni Mr.Estrada... waaah etoh na to!!! Mahabang pag hihintay dahil nag breakfast pa si seller... talgang heavy ata ang breakfast dahil 30 mins din kami nag antay... at ayan na... nagsimula na ang negotiation... ang unang sabi ni seller... "Kasi po di pa kumpleto yung payment" (dahil nga hindi pa na rerelease ng bank ung loaned amount ko) eh sos... 8 sasakyan nung seller.. at ung civic eh di na ginagamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing ni papa makipag negotiation, talagang salesman ang mga banat... ang problema kasi si seller eh ayaw mag tiwala na pag nasamin na ung sasakyan eh baka di ko na asikasuhin ung loan nya.. sabi ko naman.. Sir naman, I think I'm professional enough for such things to happen.. napa english ang putek. Naasar nako eh, kasi dami pang satsat... tapos biglang sabi.. o sige... susulat nlang ako ng letter na nagpatunay na narelease ko na sa inyo ang sasakyan.... Pagkasabi nya non.. parang nagbabaan ang mga anghel sa langit at sabay sabay na kumanta na hallelujah ni bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos tinawag nya si edna, ung nagbabantay sa carwash.. EDNA EDNA, ung susi ba ng civic eh nasayo? pakibigay sa mag ama kukunin na nila ung unit.. HALA!!!! ANG SAYA!! pero cyempre di ako nagpahalata... pero sa totoo lang gusto ko ng mag sisigaw at magpagulong gulong sa kalsada sa sobrang saya... sa wakas... may maguguhitan nako sa time capsule ko....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At binigay na saken ang susi ****slow motion**** damn! ang sarap! para akong binigyan ng hmmm di ko malaman eh... ng kakaibang bagay na nagpapasaya saken... un na un... binuksan ko ang pinto.... binuksan ko ang hood, ang compartment, check oil, check spare tire, tools, jack, EWD... nung ok na lahat... pinaandar ko na at iniatras dahan dahan papalayo ng carwash... nagpagas sa petron... at lumarga pauwe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa sasakyan... habang nabyahe sa express way... sigaw ako ng sigaw... YEAH!!! ALRIGHT! YEAHHHH!!!! YEAHHH!!!! ASTEGGG!!! YEAHH!!!!! ang saya saya ko! naluluha ako sa saya! grabe mababaw man sa iba pero saken hindee!!!! grabe ang intensity ng feeling.... at wala pako lisensya non dahil kasama sa naglaho kong wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag uwi.. mayabang ako ng POTPOT! aba ang lakas ng POTPOT!!!! pag silip ni mama... WOW!!!!! hanggang buwan ang ngiti! edi cyempre ako hangang pluto ang ego! hahaha! nagpark ako unti unti.. di ako muna lumabas ng sasakyan... cyempre pinagpipindot ko muna lahat ng mapipindot sa sasakyan inaalam kung para san to, ano to, pano to.. ganun ganun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ang ate kong excited niyaya ako ng bebe sis ko sa festi... at cyempre excited ako.. payag ako kahit wlang lisensya!! wala kong paki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto ang summary ng aking gala today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranaque --&gt; House --&gt; Festival Mall --&gt; Bahay ni GF --&gt; Walter Mart --&gt; Bahay ni GF --&gt; Sta Rosa --&gt; House... astig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owel THANK YOU GOD!! MARAMING MARAMING SALAMAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon... the Best has arrived... I'm expecting for the worst... no more... (for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/Image_66_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Image_66_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto po cya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114096607977940169?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114096607977940169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114096607977940169&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114096607977940169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114096607977940169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/02/finally-thankyou-lord-ohhh-yeahh.html' title='FINALLY!!!! THANKYOU LORD!! OHHH YEAHH!!!!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114085753387838334</id><published>2006-02-25T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T16:52:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sleep away...</title><content type='html'>Its 4:41 in the afternoon... my mind is filled with stuffs... emotional stuffs and other things which shouldnt be there in the first place... The date is February 25, 2006... My dream is only a sleep ahead... I'm very excited... I just can't wait for tomorrow... but I have to.. or it'll never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 26, 2006... this day will mark deep into my life's history. I can feel it already... my body is anticipating everything... One of my ultimate dream is now about to be fulfilled. I've been disapointed so manytimes.. been struggling enough... I really hope this time... everything will materialize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now all I can do is wait.. still expecting the worst... and hoping for the best... better practice to hold my tears... I'm a MAN! not a cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 26, 2006 - in this blog I mark this day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114085753387838334?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114085753387838334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114085753387838334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114085753387838334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114085753387838334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/02/sleep-away.html' title='A sleep away...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-114032249244347093</id><published>2006-02-19T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T12:14:52.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isang bagsakan...</title><content type='html'>Friday afternoon, medyo na buburn ako sa kakaisip sa ginagawa ko so tumambay muna ko at nagpahangin sa balcony ng office namin... tinatanaw ang maganda at makulay na sementeryo ng makati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos bigla nlang pumasok sa isip ko tong situation na to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Pari at Madre... devoted sila sa kanilang duty kay god... magkaibigan ung dalawa at  matagal ng magkasama sa simbahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nagkaron sila ng mission sa rome, so sumakay sila sa eroplano papuntang rome... tapos nagkaron ng malfunction sa plane then bumagsak ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nabagsak, nagtapat yung pari ng love nya sa madre, at yung madre nagtapat din ng kanyang nararamdaman sa pari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagyakap silang dalawa, at nag kiss... ang kanilang first and final kiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the plane crashes and they died instantly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devoted sila as servant of god, but sa final moments nila.. sinuway nila ang vow nila as Pari and Madre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tingin nyo... san mapupunta yung dalawa? sa Heaven or sa Hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now medyo nalilito ako sa pwede kong isagot sa sariling gulo na naisip ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik kami sa Euro Star Carnival last friday... at sumakay kami sa iniwan naming ride last time... at ito ang Joker... putek ang saya! nakakatakot ng todo! na weirdohan nga saken mga barkada ko kasi bat daw sigaw pako ng sigaw kahit nakatigl na kami sa taas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry natakot ako eh.. tsaka medyo mahina ako sa heights.... eh pag tingin ko sa paa ko hala nakabitin kami sa ere!! waaah! sos astig!!! Payong kaibigan, pag kayoy napadpad sa eurostar sa fort... wag kayong aalis ng hindi sinasakyan ang JOKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan nyo na bang magbago bigla ang tingin sa isang tao dahil sa isang sitwasyon na nangyari sa ibang tao. Though hindi sayo ginawa eh parang nagka idea ka narin? well nangyari saken ito at di ko alam kung anong will ni god sa pagbigay saken ng ganun pagisip pero baka tinatapalan nya lang ng epoxy ang aking kinakalawang na shield at armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit ng matupad ang isa sa aking mga pangarap... malapit na malapit na.... Expecting the worst... hoping for the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-114032249244347093?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/114032249244347093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=114032249244347093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114032249244347093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/114032249244347093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/02/isang-bagsakan.html' title='Isang bagsakan...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113997946798595471</id><published>2006-02-15T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T12:57:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang akin daw pagkatao</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see love as a gift that you should give to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for you to imagine being with one person at at time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let alone one person for the rest of your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have had a couple significant loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may have even had your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know a relationship is not about getting your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You usually find it easy to be part of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113997946798595471?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113997946798595471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113997946798595471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113997946798595471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113997946798595471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/02/ang-akin-daw-pagkatao.html' title='Ang akin daw pagkatao'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113851256232127928</id><published>2006-01-29T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T13:29:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta at Elfwood</title><content type='html'>This year, first time ko na umpisahan yung mass, usually kasi dumadating ako mga start na yung sermon at hindi ko na narinig yung pagbabasa ng bible. Pero ngayon sakto ang dating ko, kakatapos lang ng Communion, so tumambay muna ko  sa labas ng simbahan, nagpacute sa mga girls sa labas... na puro may dalang anak...  Tapos nung nag end na yung unang mass... pumasok nako... to make the story short... sa announcements sa Mass nag discuss yung priest about the town fiesta activities... pero hindi kami kasama dun dahil sa ibang baryo ako.. at iba ang aming patron saint. Natawa lang ako sa sinabi nya na... ang fiesta daw ay pagdiriwang lamang ng mga Katoliko, hindi kasama ang mga Iglesia ni Kristo, Dating Daan etc.. dahil hindi naman sila naniniwala sa Patron Saints or sa kahit anong saints na reason kung bakit tayo nagdiriwang. Sabi nya, maghanda kayo ng masasarap sa pagdiriwang, pero pag may dumating na Iglesia sa inyong handaan... ang ibigay niyo ay Dinuguan at Puto. HAHAHAHA! Sabi nya batikos ng batikos daw ang INC sa ating pagkakaroon ng mga Saints, eh nakikikain naman sila saatin pag fiesta.. hehehe tama nga naman hehehe. No offense sa mga INC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elfwood... ito ang pangalan ng site na pinaglalagyan ng aking mga drawings.. nagpost ako ng drawing dito at kelangan pa itong dumaan sa QA para malaman kung yung akin bang posting ay valid or hindi... at aba... after almost 2 months of waiting na ma validate ung aking picture... hala REJECTED ANG PATENG!! WAAAH!!! eto ang dahilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Ben Joseph Banta. Here is a copy of your rejected files from Elfwood. One of the Elfwood moderators rejected this file from your application, and also removed it from Elfwood. Reason: Does not fit in this area. Sorry, we had to reject this because it was not fantasy or science fiction. People wearing period or made up costumes are not fantasy just because of that.. Elfwood Ticket #474836 was processed by a moderator at Sat Jan 28 16:35:26 2006.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang taray diba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto nga pala ung pic na na reject... haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/reminiscin.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/reminiscin.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made this one for my friend Hermione... Oh well... pare na reject ang drawing naten! cguro lalagyan ko to ng faery wings or dragons na nalipad sa paligid para matanggap.. another 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the mall I go.. nood ako sine.. tinatamad ako mag program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113851256232127928?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113851256232127928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113851256232127928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113851256232127928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113851256232127928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/fiesta-at-elfwood.html' title='Fiesta at Elfwood'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113794142331047753</id><published>2006-01-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:50:23.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATS MANNY PACQUIAO!</title><content type='html'>SYEMPRE DAHIL MASAYA AKO HINDI KO IINGLISIN TONG POST NA TO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umaga ng linggo tol.. aga kong nagising... cyempre dahil hindi ko sinuot ung polo kong orange sa office dahil sa kadahilanang nakakatawa.. yun nalang ang sinuot ko papunta ng simbahan.. wala naman kasing cubicle na orange and blue sa church eh... so after ng mass  dumaan ako ng 711 at bumili ng c2 ang el paborito kong drink... dahil 40 pesos lang ang cash ko... talagang todo tipid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag uwi ko tsaka ko lang naalala na may laban nga pala si Pacman... buti nalang naalala ko.. So buksan ko muna ang PC ko... at dahil naiwan ko ang internet kong bukas magdamag... naubos ang prepaid ng walang katuturan. Tapos biglang sumigaw si papa.. BENJO!! UMPISA NA!! so taka naman ako.. ang aga pa ah! mga 9:20 palang ata un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So karipas ako buksan ko TV at ayun nga si Pacman at Morales... round 2 na... so grabe SIGAW AKO!! SUNTOK SA HANGIN!! TALON!! super excited! tapos tuwang tuwa ako tapos biglang nagka ka cut si Manny sa mata... sigaw ako NANAMAN!!!! WAAAH!!! tuwang tuwa talaga ko kasi walang commercial whatsoever! ang saya... inisip ko binili ng Solar Sports ung buong rights at parang donation sa mga pinoy. Tapos umabot ng round 12... talo si pacman!! waaah!!! SIGAW AKO NG SIGAW!! DEPRESSED AKO NG TODO!!!! pasok ako sa kwarto... laro ako YURI... tapos un na... nagsismula na sa Channel 2.. pinatay ko na TV kasi alam ko eh late ung sa Channel 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ETO NANAMN SI PAPA! SUMIGAW NANAMAN! BENJO!!!!! REPLAY ATA UNG NAPANOOD NATEN!!!! tapos naalala ko nga... MUKHA NGANG REPLAY YUN AH!!! Takbo ko palabas di ako makapaniwala! anak ng tokneneng! REPLAY NGA!! Tawa ng tawa si Mama pinagtatawanan kami dalawa ni Papa kasi super excited pa kami habang nanonood nung umaga eh REPLAY NAMAN PALA ANG HUDAS! nanlata akong ewan bigla! parang shet naman nagamit ko na yung excitement boxing energy ko kanina eh!! tapos un nga... undercard ang naglalaban... at pinakita si PACMAN.. ang putik! puti ang trunks! eh pula ung kanina kong napanood! wahahahahaha replay nga! pasok akong kwarto PC games muna sos asa pa sa commercial... singdami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang busy sa paglalaro ang mga inaasahan kong text ay nag datingan na isa isa... mga nag spoil ng excitement... mga predictions ek ek.. sabi 4th round daw TKO si Pacman..edi kala ko totoo... tapos biglang may sumunod na text... 4th round daw TKO si Morales.. nalito nako.. sino ba talaga! tapos may nag text... 5th round daw TKO si Morales... wahahaha nako exciting na ulet! tapos nag text nanaman 8th Round daw TKO si Pacman... nyorks! tapos meron pa 10th Round TKO si Morales... wala nakong pinaniwalaan cyempre... tutok nalang ako sa TV ulet... nood nalang ako... dami chismax eh.. buti nalang hindi consistent hehehe... walang lunch lunch! actually nakapag lunch ako.. nag roast ako ng manok at porkchop...  tapos tumawag ang ate ko.. hinahanap kuwari si mama.. na sa totoo lang eh sisirain din ang aking araw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ... Benjo si mama? sagot ko.. wala eh umalis.. cge bye... sabay baba ng phone HAHAHA! asa! kala mo ha! tapos un nga... habang lumalagpas ang bawat round.. tinatapyas ko isa isa ang mga chismax... hanggang nag round 10... pUTEK TAOB SI MORALES!!! LUHOD PALA!! tapos LUHOD ULET!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! OVERJOYED! MIXED EMOTIONS TALON AKO NG TALON!!! MAGISA AKO SA BAHAY KAYA OK LANG!! SIGAW AKO NG SIGAW NG YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! ASTEG!!!&lt;br /&gt;tapos nung interview... tinanong si manny.. pag sagot nya ng "You know... " wAHAHAHAHA! hagalpak naman ako sa tawa dahil asteg!!! si manny nag eenglish na!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung lang.. kaya CONGRATULATION SAYO MANNY PACMAN PACQUIAO!!!! PROUD NA PROUD AKO SAYO IDOL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113794142331047753?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113794142331047753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113794142331047753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113794142331047753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113794142331047753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/congrats-manny-pacquiao.html' title='CONGRATS MANNY PACQUIAO!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113780967593705593</id><published>2006-01-21T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:14:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QT</title><content type='html'>QT,  one of the many mysterious "words" that my friends use to describe things  that are meant to be understandable. They use this so called word every time, I'm kinda curious bout its meaning but haven’t got the urge  or enough curiosity to ask them, "what the hell QT it is?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the meaning means "cute" you know, like the SMS shortcut to everything.. like "wait" -&gt; "w8" but whenever they use the word I don’t see any other person around... So I just told myself... "QT?? whatever!", But last Tuesday while having lunch in the most exquisite canteen in the world... damn sarcasm is really getting into me lately... so anyway... while having lunch with my friends, the QT word once again pops out... suddenly curiosity punched me in the balls making me blurt out... "Ano ba talaga ibig sabihin ng QT na yan?!"... and so it happened... they told me that the meaning of QT is "Quality Time"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why but when they told me what QT meant... I got instant flashes of memories about it.. QT... Quality  -   Time. Quality also means Worth, so we could also say that QT means spending our precious time doing something worthy... but how do we classify the worthy time from the rest?... hmmm... Every time I spend time with my gf... should I classify it as QT? Today she wanted me to come over to her "ninangs" house... because that’s where she lives... and she told me that she’s "tinatamad" to visit me in our place...  anyway... visiting her is ok... if we could spend even a whole minute together without "any" interruptions... like kids punching me, taking my phone and playing with it till its out of power, kids clinging into me wherever I go... I'm really not that allergic to kids.. In fact I like them a lot... but the kids I'm talking about are like kids sent from hell... I really look forward to the day they became teenagers, at least teens have they’re own world and ignore you.. but that’s like... 7 years from now.. so good luck Basco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. maybe I'm just being selfish or inconsiderate, hmmm maybe I really am just being selfish and inconsiderate... but what can I do? After a whole week of work... waaahh... I just remembered... all of my friends are about to transfer to a different office building... everyone except me... what the???! Its like resigning from work...  oh well... feb... a start of a lonely month it is... maybe its god's will... (More of the managements) but I will really really miss them... haaaaay... anyway... that’s life... maybe I'll just have lunch with them everyday... its a long walk but its "worth" it... I know it’s worth it... suddenly got lonely here... If I only have a car, Tagaytay is the place to be... waaaaaah another depressing thought!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113780967593705593?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113780967593705593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113780967593705593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113780967593705593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113780967593705593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/qt.html' title='QT'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113725263890615001</id><published>2006-01-14T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:30:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith...</title><content type='html'>As I posted last week, I planned to catch the culprit who dumps garbage on our uhmmm well.. "private" trash area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway.. this time its a whole lot different... Coz papa accompanied me on a different hunt... hunting for the right car... though I still havent got enough savings and my sideline isnt really going along my expectations... Still, I'm feeling a bit more confident and "excited" that one of my dreams will be realized... soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my friend told me.. "Faith is believing in things you do not see and the reward of faith is to see what you believe"... wow... typing those words  got me a bit emotional... tomorrow my Sis and her husband will be coming over so we could discuss bout this matter... can't sleep with excitement! I guess I have enough faith, well I got LOADS of them actually. Haaaay... but... I shouldnt excite myself too much... I need to look into both sides of life and expect the unexpected... expect the worst and hope for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I still believe that something good will happen this year... something very very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Come what may.... Que sera sera...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113725263890615001?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113725263890615001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113725263890615001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113725263890615001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113725263890615001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/faith.html' title='Faith...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113702954010605755</id><published>2006-01-12T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T09:32:20.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bisyo  na TO!!</title><content type='html'>After work.. nagkayayaan.... after yaya nagkasayahan.. tsaka ko na eedit to.. mag tatrabaho pa ako.. bow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113702954010605755?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113702954010605755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113702954010605755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113702954010605755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113702954010605755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/bisyo-na-to.html' title='Bisyo  na TO!!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113672707528621382</id><published>2006-01-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:31:15.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of Narnia...</title><content type='html'>A colleague told me that the movie, The Chronicles of Narnia, the lion the witch and the wardrobe is a movie so amazing that it beats Harry Potter... and being a Harry Potter fan... I objected... almost instantly even before she finishes her sentence. But her telling me that its better than Harry Potter left me curious... Me and my gf went to see the movie late this afternoon... and I'm quite amazed to see the theater jam-packed with people, fortunately when we went inside the movie was about to finish so we didn’t have to wait that long to find a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts with bomber planes bombing the town of our protagonists, and because of the war they were sent to a professor who lives far away from the town... from the war zone... in there they found the wardrobe which led them to the world of Narnia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graphics was quite nice, specially the lion, with his fluffy mane moving with the wind... the gryphon’s, centaurs and minotaur was made nicely... imagine if Exodus where able to pull-off such graphics... oh well... its possible but I don't think were anything near from that possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of this movie for me was the storyline... maybe the story was ok for children… but comparing it to Harry Potter... was like comparing a speck of dust to a mountain :D and I'm not exaggerating!... may be a bit hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another downside were the children… our mighty protagonists… how in world did they learned to fight without any practice? They only stayed at Narnia for two days, met Santa Claus who gave them weapons and voila! They became warriors, killing hordes of Minotaur, Cyclops and even do serious sword fighting with the ice queen… who kills Gryphon’s and Centaurs in a single hit… well who’s to blame anyway… it’s a world of talking beavers and horses… what else can you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this are just my opinions… well some of it…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113672707528621382?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113672707528621382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113672707528621382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113672707528621382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113672707528621382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='Chronicles of Narnia...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113650700225395139</id><published>2006-01-06T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T08:25:31.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristin Kreuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.supermanhomepage.com/images/smallville/kreuk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.supermanhomepage.com/images/smallville/kreuk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin Kreuk was born on December 30, 1982, in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. She was "discovered" during her senior year of high school, when she was chosen for the role of Laurel in the CBC series Edgemont. Kristin still resides in Vancouver, and for several years in addition to appearing regularly on Smallville, she continued her role on Edgemont. She enjoys reading, travel, and spending time with her friends and family. You can also see Kristin on ads for Neutrogena. She has also been featured in many magazines such as FHM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/tvguide-kristin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/tvguide-kristin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May kamukha cyang waitress sa Giligans Makati, kaya ang sarap kumain don eh... haaay... bisyo na toh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Natalie Portman kasi eh... nag model sa KAMISETA na mukha syang bakla, nabadtrip tuloy ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.natalie-online.us/gallery/albums/kamiseta/thumb_kamiseta-05-002.jpg"&gt; &lt;-- waahh bading na bading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113650700225395139?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113650700225395139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113650700225395139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113650700225395139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113650700225395139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/kristin-kreuk.html' title='Kristin Kreuk'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113638327719823308</id><published>2006-01-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:01:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunting...</title><content type='html'>After work.. deretso uwi... pag dating sa bahay... habang nakanta ko ng Californication.. nag kwento si mama na may nag tatapon daw ng mga basura sa may gilid ng bakod namin.. at di lang maliliit na supot.. talagang malakeng itim na trash bags.. kala ko no big deal.. pero nung nakita ko ung basura hala nag init din ang ulo ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung kapit bahay naming si Ate Eva, nag lagay na ng karatula na "Ako ay balahura, itinatapon ko sa ibang bahay ang basura ng pamilya ko" taray diba? Sabay si Papa gumawa naman ng karatula "BAWAL MAG TAPON NG BASURA, PRIBADONG LUGAR ITO... Ipababaranggay ang mahuhuli" diba mataray din.. kaso lang ung part na ipababaranggay di na nag kasya sa cartolina kaya ang liit nalang.. para tuloy pag babantang galing sa ilong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto ko ngayon.. nag ready.. huhuntingin ko kung sino mang hunghang ang nagtatapon ng basura sa gilid namin... na pump ko na ang airgun namin, na test ko na at ang lakas lakas.. astig. at nakakasa na.. ipuputok nalang. Inilagay namin ang aso naming si Buchik sa malapit sa may bakod para pag tumahol signal na ng gyera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyempre balak ko.. sigawan ko muna ng.. "HOY!!! GAGO KANG PUNYETA KA AH!!!" tapos ipuputok ko ung airgun.. na AIR palang ang laman para lang magulat.. tapos sisigawan ko ulit ng "PAG INULIT MO PA YAN HINDI NAKO MAG MIMINTIS LECHE KANG HAYOP KA!!" yan ang mga balak kong sabihin mamaya... kaya kung sino man yung lokoloko na yon.. nako maghanda na cya dahil pag inasar nya ko babalahan ko na yung airgun na yun sa unang putok at papatamaan ko cya sa binti... magaling panaman ako bumaril (noon)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... yan eh.. kung magigising ako sa tahol ng aso para maabutan ko cyang nagtatapon sa akto... at dahil kilala ko ang sarili kong tulog mantika.. hala.. asa nalang ako.. pero pag nagising ako.. humanda kang tao ka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113638327719823308?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113638327719823308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113638327719823308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113638327719823308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113638327719823308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2006/01/hunting.html' title='Hunting...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113587681930796142</id><published>2005-12-30T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:20:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Search for the star...</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm... dahil on-leave nako ngayon araw na ito, I can do pretty much anything sa buong araw. Pero hindi ko pwedeng ma waste ang chances na magkaron ng freetime sa pagtulog nalang maghapon... so ang plano ko ay gumala at mag canvass ng aking carlaloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge medyo wasak ang pangako dahil tinanghali ako ng gising kanina, nag celebrate kasi kami ng birthday ni Marco kagabi and talaga nga naman napasarap talaga ko.. ang laki panga ng daliri ko ngayon sa sobrang sarap hahaha. (sa mga hindi nakakagets, may konting allergy ako sa alak na namamaga ang daliri ko pag nasosobrahan ako.. so wag ng magisip ng ano paman... ok) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagising ako mga 11:30PM na, nagmamadali akong bumangon, takbo sa garahe at nakito nandun pa ang aming toyota high adventure... so ok pa.. hindi umalis si father dear so may magagamit akong panggala... kain ako.. hilamos toothbrush... (oo hindi ako naligo sa sobrang excited)... sakay sa aming sasakyan and off I go in search for the star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derecho ako sa nagbebenta ng used cars sa may Balibago, ang target ko talaga ay Honda Civic 97 model... ang alam kong presyo nito ay around 225 to 250k so sobra pa dito ay medyo questionable na... dahil kapos na sa budget brother. Wala akong nakitang Honda Civic sa dealer pero nag tingin tingin narin ako... warm-up ba, so nung medyo talagang di ko na matake ang sarili ko sa pag pretend... umalis nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nagmamaneho tingin ako ng tingin sa tabi tabi, naghahanap ng naka display na Honda Civic... hala may nakita ko ang ganda! tigil ako agad, lapit.. bukas ang pinto at nag alarm! wow may alarm! tinanong ko agad yung tao don.. BOSSING!!! magkano asking price neto??? 300k po sir! 300k!!!! WAAAH! pero cyempre utak ko na yung nagsasalita ng mga oras na yon.. pero astig yung car... ganda nung mags, ang linis ng loob, walang gasgas ang body, walang kalawang ang mga ilailalim... ang di ko lang nagustuhan ay automatic cya.. gusto ko kasi manual, para hindi mahiram ni gf. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kinuha ko nalang yung requirements nila at yung calling card para matawagan ko... so tuloy ang paghahanap... so from Sta. Rosa umabot ako sa San Pedro Laguna... ang target ko talaga ay ang Automobilico sa may SM Paranaque dahil dun ko nakita yung 97 model na 250k lang ang benta... pero matagal na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ang mga nakita ko ay 300k, 295k, 310k, 265k(ok na sana kaso medyo madami ng tama)&lt;br /&gt;so nung nasa San Pedro nako dumaan muna ko sa bahay ng ate ko para magpahinga at dalawin narin ang mag asawa... tapos biglang nag text ang aking ama at pinauuwi ako ng 4PM dahil gagamitin daw ang sasakyan... pero biglang nagsabi na 8PM nalang daw at sunduin ko nalang sila sa Robinsons Sta. Rosa... at dahil ang init nga... dumaan muna ko sa isang barbero sa San Pedro at nagpa "uno" astig dahil balak ko talagang mag long hair next year kaso mo nga naman walang may gustong mag long hair ako! si GF sabi saken di daw cya magpapakita pag di ako nagpagupit, si BEstfrend sabi di na daw nya ko kakausapin dahil scary daw ako, si COB sabi di daw bagay saken.. dyos ko edi cge uno kung uno! pero astig... talagang unang dadaanan ng barbero pag nagpa uno ka eh ung gitna talaga ng ulo.. talagang no turning back na dahil kung mag bago isip mo.. hala mukha kang gago... may hati sa gitna.. dyos ko! MR.T na mali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos dumaan naman ako kala Totoy at dinalaw cya.. tambay ng konti.. inom softdrinks kamustahan balitaan, tanungan ng kasal, ng plans, ng buhay... batian ng Merry Christmas at happy New Year... May pamangkin si Totoy... pinakilala nya ko.. siguro mga 4 years old palang cya... astig kasi sabi ni Totoy Ninong daw ako edi cyempre tawa ko ng tawa.. tapos lumapit ung bata sakin at nagmano... eh wala kong pera hahaha! tapos biglang nag kiss! hala gusto ko ng ibigay cellphone ko para isangla nya at ibili nya ng candy! so after ng tambay kala totoy.. balik ako sa bahay ng ate ko at nakiligo dahil madaming buhok ako sa katawan... aba after ng shower... gumwapo ako hahaha! astig! daldalan ng konti... dalaw yung isang client ng video machine.. astig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos mga 6:00 larga nako papuntang Robinsons... doon bumili ako ng panregalo para aming christmas party.. hindi nako nakapag shopping sa glorietta kasi nga.. nag celebrate kami nila Marco... pero balak ko bumalik talaga don para ibili ng secret ang aking isang kapatid... na babaeng batang bunso na hindi si mabel.. asa mabel hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumili rin ako ng Bag dahil medyo natatamad nako mag backpack tsaka gusto kong itreat ang sarili ko.. gala ako ng gala sa Robinsons.. nalimutan kong may malaking butas pala yung suot kong T-Shirt sa likod.. napansin ko nalang sa bahay na ang lake pala talaga.. no wonder di ako gaanong pinapansin ng mga sales pipol hahaha tas kalbo pako na madaming balbas.. hahaha holdaper to the highest level! hala bakla na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na mag autolink muna ko!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113587681930796142?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113587681930796142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113587681930796142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113587681930796142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113587681930796142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/search-for-star.html' title='Search for the star...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113562003237513492</id><published>2005-12-27T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:59:32.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion to da Max!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At biglang bumaba ang mga anghel sa langit at itinuloy ang aming reunion... although hindi lahat ng inaasahang makakapunta ay nakapunta, astig parin dahil nagkasama sama parin kaming magkakabarkada and nagdatingan din naman ang mga taong hindi mo talaga inaasahang makapunta kaya astig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konti lang ang handa namin ng araw na yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2 Fundador&lt;br /&gt;2. 25 bottles ng Sanmig Light&lt;br /&gt;3. 4 1.5 liters na softdrinks&lt;br /&gt;4. 3 kilong adobong ribs&lt;br /&gt;5. Sopas&lt;br /&gt;6. Hotdog&lt;br /&gt;7. Siomai&lt;br /&gt;8. Ham&lt;br /&gt;9. Carbonara&lt;br /&gt;10. Fruit Salad&lt;br /&gt;11. Sitsirya (nagaraya, etc)&lt;br /&gt;12. Squidballs&lt;br /&gt;13. Orlians&lt;br /&gt;14. Chicken Balls&lt;br /&gt;15. Kikiam&lt;br /&gt;16. Mango Pineapple Candies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umarkila ako ng videoke machine, cyempre hati hati kami dahil 1,500 ang isang arkilahan ng ganun, so habang hinihintay ang videoke, nag pingpong muna kami. Astig dahil for the first time nakapag doubles kami sa Pingpong, at ang hirap pala ng doubles dahil salitan ang laban.. eh hindi ako sanay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/Picture%20045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaasahan ng lahat na yung barkada namin na si BRIAN ay makaksama namin sa occasion dahil umuwi cya sa pinas from Brunei.. ang kaso mo nga naman, inuna ata ang pambababae bago makipag kita samin. Kaya sorry nalang cya at wala cya sa araw na un.. minsan lang sa isang taon. hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/12_27_05%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/12_27_05%20034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga dumatin ay si Ronald, Ces at ang kanilang bhebhe, Manny at Menggay at kanilang bhebhe, Mark, Joyce, Ara, Tina, Mela, Dale, Chad, Mabel, Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/12_27_05%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/12_27_05%20031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko inaasahan na marami raming dadating kaya astig ang feeling.. never felt happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/1600/12_27_05%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/718/928/320/12_27_05%20037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kainis lang talaga dahil nagalit si GF saken netong araw na to dahil hindi ko cya nakausap kasi busy ako sa pag entertain sa mga barkada kong nun ko lang nakita.. nu ba yan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113562003237513492?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113562003237513492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113562003237513492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113562003237513492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113562003237513492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/reunion-to-da-max.html' title='Reunion to da Max!!!'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113551397822952407</id><published>2005-12-25T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:32:58.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang pasko ay sumapit</title><content type='html'>Unang una, Happy Christmas sa inyong lahat mga barkada kong nagbabasa ng aking munting blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malamang nung sabado medyo busy din ang cellphone nyo kakatunog, at kakatanggap ng mga Merry Christmas Messages... astig maka receive nito, ibig sabihin lang talaga naalala ka nilang batiin ng pasko and astig talaga. Nakakatawa rin basahin yung mga messages ng TATAY ng mga inaanak ko.... mga tipong messages na kulang nalang sabihin nilang.. WAG KA TATAKAS KUNDI HAHANTINGIN KA NAMIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalibang din makatanggap ng messages sa mga taong hindi mo inaasahang magpapadala sayo ng messages. Isa na dito ay ang aking ka versus na si Daisy. Sa mga hindi nakakakilala sa taong ito, cya ang isa sa mga cute ng girls na dumapo sa buhay ko at ginawang mala circus ang pangaraw araw kong buhay sa office. Hindi ko malilimutan tong taong to dahil ang sarap sarap nyang kasama, nakakatawa talaga and take note.. malakas kumain tong bata nato ewan ko lang kung bakit hindi nananaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa cya sa mga taong nag text saken at ang merry christmas and tuwa talaga ako dahil akala ko pag ang isang tao ay umasenso at hindi na ma reach ay hindi ka na maalala nyan hahahaha! buti nalang di cya nag babasa ng blog ko hahahaha! So nung Christmas evening ninakaw ko ang celphone ng aking father dear at akin cyang tinawagan. As always sakto lagi ang timing ko... laging wala sa timing.. kasi matutulog na cya. pero hindi ako pumayag na antukin cya sabi ko minsan ko lang cya tatawagan kaya makipag daldalan na cya saken... todo kwento naman, masaya talaga... di ko alam kung gano katagal kami nagusap pero alam ko matagal kasi ako na mismo ang nag bye bye kasi antok nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang lakas parin mangasar, wakwak nanaman ang aking dukhang pagkatao sa kanyang mga panlalait pero astig eh... sanay na hahahaha! sa bago ko ngang lugar may ganun din manghamak saken... pasalamat nalang cya mabait ako kundi isusumbong ko cya kay prof dumbledore dahil di cya marunong mag turo ng devination ng ayos hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwentong kung ano ano ang laman ng aming usapan, kamustahan sa trabaho, pataasan ng sahod, pa yabanangan ng kung ano ano, tuksuhan sa mga guys at girls at cyempre ang walang humpay na kamustahan sa lab layp... as in may magbabago pa sa lablayp nya ha hehehehehehe, eh tinadhana na ata ng dyos na maging sila ni BF nya eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daldalan gang akong antukin at bigla ko sabihin.. antok kana? ako antok na eh. bye na merry christmas hehehe astig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113551397822952407?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113551397822952407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113551397822952407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113551397822952407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113551397822952407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/ang-pasko-ay-sumapit.html' title='ang pasko ay sumapit'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113508409260824260</id><published>2005-12-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T21:08:12.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Galore</title><content type='html'>Dadating na ang christmas and eto nanaman kaming magkakabarkada, nag paplano nanaman ng aming reunion.... teka hmm... kelan ba natuloy ang mga planadong reunion??... wala ko maalala eh... parang pagpinaguusapan eh pag tagal ang usapan ay nauuwi sa mga dating pagibig.. bat ganon??? kahit saang pagpaplano doon nauuwi? astig pero grabe.... hahaha may nalalala ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... i edit ko nalang tong post na to pag natuloy na ang aming reunion or kung ano man ang plans namin..  kasi kanina nag daladlan ang napagusapan lang ay tungkol sa kamanyakan ni Brian eh.. hahahaha!!! ASTEG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113508409260824260?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113508409260824260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113508409260824260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113508409260824260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113508409260824260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/reunion-galore.html' title='Reunion Galore'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113490911536624588</id><published>2005-12-18T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:09:30.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensieve...</title><content type='html'>Kung napanood nyo, or nabasa ang Harry Potter malamang ay familiar kayo sa Pensieve... ito ay yung parang bowl na pinaglalagyan ng mga memories ni Dumbledore para hindi nya ito malimutan... or para hindi nya ito laging bitbit.. para sakin tong blog na to ay parang pensieve din.. tambakan nga mga memories na ayaw kong makalimutan... or gusto kong iluwal sa aking isip para gumaan naman ang pakiramdam ko... ang kaso nga lang naman... tong pensieve kong ito ay accesible ng maraming tao.. oks lang dahil di ko naman kilala yung ibang napapadpad dito eh.. so anyway... mag kwento lang ako sa aking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina after ng christmas party ng DiaVox sa I.O. kung saan kasama parin ako, mga 2:00 AM natapos yun eh.. at dahil medyo natatamad pa kami umuwi ni Francis, we decided na ituloy ang inuman namin sa gilligans sa may glorietta. So from Jupiter, naglakad kami sa may Makati Ave. hangang Glorietta... hindi pala biro na lakaran ang ginawa namin dahil ang layo.. astig dahil first time ko nalakad ang lugar na yon... enjoy din naman dahil napapaligiran kami ng christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag dating namin sa Glorietta malamang baka pasara narin ang Gilligans kaya tumambay nalang kami dun sa parang maliit na garden... nagpahinga dahil nga sa layo ng nilakad namin... malamig ang gabi, marami rami din kaming pinagusapan. May kanya kanya kaming problema ni Francis, pero kung tutuusin ay parang pareho lang naman.. sa bandang dulo lang talaga nagkaiba. Hindi ko na ikwento ang problema ni Francis dahil hindi nya naman blog to... akin to.. saken naman, di ako sure kung problem ba talaga ito or what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taena naman blog ko na nga ito nagdadalawang isip parin ako isulat yung mga nasa isip ko pathetic shet!! TAENA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DYOS KO LORD GOD HEAVEN ALL MIGHTY! IBALIK NYO PO ANG PANAHON KAHIT 1 MONTH LANG PLEASE! KUNG ANO MAN ANG NAGING KASALANAN KO AAYUSIN KO PO YUN LAHAT! MAY MGA BAGAY NA AYOKONG MAGBAGO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung pwede ko lang isigaw lahat yan ginawa ko na kanina pa sana... kaso ayokong mangbulahaw ng kapit bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilalagnat ako ngayon, buryong at windang... may konting poot at tanong sa aking isip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may word of the year na pala ko... word na hindi ko malilimutan sa matagal na panahon... sabagay 1 word lang to... pano ko ba naman to malilimutan...  Weird noh? pero astig kasi dahil sa salitang yun na confirm ko lahat ng tanong sa aking utak na medyo nag bukas ng mga panibagong tanong pero at least yung unang tanong sa utak ko ay confirmed na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya ganun noh, yung mga bagay na importante sayo eh talaga yun pa talaga yung mawawala sayo. Siguro nagkakaganun lang dahil nga importante sayo ang isang bagay feeling mo eh kinuha na agad sayo... di ko rin maintindihan ang logic pero badtrip talaga minsan eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero meron pang isang side ang lahat ng pinagsasabi kong ito, pwede rin naman na ako lang pala ang may problema at masyado lang akong nagpapa apekto at nagiging sensitive sa mga bagay bagay sa paligid ko. damn talaga, astig na sana... grabe ang hatak parang pati yung pagka excited ko sa pagbili ng sasakyan nawala.. parang mas gusto ko pa ngayong gamitin yung pera kong naipon para mag resign tapos ipangbayad at mag take ng risk pra makapag trabaho sa UK... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm siguro nga ako lang ang may problema, iba talaga ang taong windang... masayahing windang... haay work mode nanaman bukas... kakatapos ko lang mag gawa ng sideline ko which isa talagang delayed na delayed na... bahala na.. kaya nga hindi ko muna gagastusin tong bayad saken para kung magka problema eh ibabalik ko sa kanila ng buong buo yang bayad nila kesa naman magmroblema pako sa mga kaabugaduhang ek ek... ang galing noh? bigla akong nag shift ng topic.. gago kasi ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig pare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click! Click! Click!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudoinks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko sanang idaan nalang sa poem tong post na ito para atleast mahirap I decipher.. kaso ngalang damn.. wala ako sa poetic mood! Ni walang tumatakbo sa utak ko.. ngaun naka 3 nako na "Something Undefined" astig pero hindi rin eh.. kasi ang something undefined ay na cocompose ko lang out of sadness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113490911536624588?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113490911536624588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113490911536624588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113490911536624588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113490911536624588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensieve.html' title='Pensieve...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113467921827292654</id><published>2005-12-16T04:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:08:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Undefined...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something Undefined III&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unmasking…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I suffer… History repeats itself…&lt;br /&gt;I look up into the vast sky…&lt;br /&gt;I ask god if this is supposed to happen…&lt;br /&gt;If this is his will… so be it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unsheathed my sword… as I face my invader…&lt;br /&gt;With all the strength I gave it my final slash…&lt;br /&gt;Unmasking the truth as I ran the sword through its body…&lt;br /&gt;And what I’ve seen surprised me the most…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more I nearly become a victim of this false emotion…&lt;br /&gt;To think that I nearly left my goddess undefended…&lt;br /&gt;And though it hurts I need to learn its color…&lt;br /&gt;Accept the fact that nothing from it is best…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a victim of my own stupidity…&lt;br /&gt;Like a blunt sword in the middle of a battle field…&lt;br /&gt;This is a test… I knew it… from god…&lt;br /&gt;He wants me to realize it for my self…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goddess that I searched for…&lt;br /&gt;The goddess I need to keep…&lt;br /&gt;For she saw me like no one else has been...&lt;br /&gt;Though she sometimes act strange…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly forget the fact, the reason that I found her…&lt;br /&gt;I nearly forget why she’s unique from all the rest…&lt;br /&gt;My goddess is the only one who sees my true self…&lt;br /&gt;Beneath this rusted armor to my soul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me the respect that no one else gave me…&lt;br /&gt;She lifted me up when I was on the ground…&lt;br /&gt;She gave me the reason why I become myself…&lt;br /&gt;She gave me the love that no other dared to give…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resent myself for even thinking that everything is a loss…&lt;br /&gt;This invader is nothing but a huge masquerade…&lt;br /&gt;Changing of color is something very expected…&lt;br /&gt;But never did I expect that it would change color so suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This action paved away to the truth…&lt;br /&gt;That this creature is one and the same…&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious... but with the same scent…&lt;br /&gt;A false angel that I came to believe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I made this realization… with tears in my eyes…&lt;br /&gt;As I shove my sword deeper into the creature…&lt;br /&gt;It gave out a loud growl… echoing in my head…&lt;br /&gt;A mark that this has ended…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------oo000oo----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the creature will never be forgotten… ever…&lt;br /&gt;Once again fooled by this blind emotion…&lt;br /&gt;A sudden burst, a tragic elation…&lt;br /&gt;Victorious from the fight… with tears nor from joy or delight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113467921827292654?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113467921827292654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113467921827292654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113467921827292654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113467921827292654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/something-undefined_16.html' title='Something Undefined...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113452691693464774</id><published>2005-12-14T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:59:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling and falling more - by Markus</title><content type='html'>Character 1: Tigilan na natin 'to. Nagsisimula pa lang tayo, I somehow know it's never going to work out. It's the world against us, can't you see? We'll just end up hurting each other more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character 2: But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character 1: Langit ka, lupa ako. You can never come down and I can never go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character 2: Tell it to the falling stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabasa ko ito sa post ni Markus sa Barkada Blog namin nagandahan ako, tama nga naman... kung gusto may paraan kung ayaw may dahilan... di ko lam kung tama interpretation ko pero parang ganun hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113452691693464774?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113452691693464774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113452691693464774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113452691693464774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113452691693464774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/falling-and-falling-more-by-markus.html' title='Falling and falling more - by Markus'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113452519803390443</id><published>2005-12-14T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:53:18.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adsense</title><content type='html'>... nag apply ako ng google adsense para magkadatung naman ang blog na to... at anong nangyari? WALA! DENIED ANG ANAK NG PATENG! ang rason! DI DAW SUPPORTED ANG LENGWAHE NA GINAGAMIT KO! nakanamputik naman oh! Adsense nonsense! palamuti na sana sa blog naging bato pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should continue posting in english.. but how can I express myself freely? Owel thats life.. adsense nonsense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113452519803390443?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113452519803390443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113452519803390443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113452519803390443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113452519803390443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/adsense.html' title='Adsense'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113446377220806354</id><published>2005-12-13T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:49:32.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>Naisipan kong mag post after kong mabasa ang post ni &lt;a href="francisem.blogspot.com"&gt;Francis&lt;/a&gt; nakalagay dun sa "ugly" part na gusto nyang sumigaw... eto lang pare, pareho tayo ng nararamdaman, pag nagkaron nako ng car punta tayo ng tagaytay at dun natin isigaw ang lahat ng gusto natin isigaw ng todo todo, walang pakialamanan basta sigaw lang. ilabas lahat ng frustrations sa buhay sa sigaw. magwala tayo don ng todo... ilipat natin sa hangin ang ating saloobin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113446377220806354?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113446377220806354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113446377220806354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113446377220806354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113446377220806354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113402713634799646</id><published>2005-12-08T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:32:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petiks mode</title><content type='html'>Isang uber petiks na araw sa office.... biglang binulaga ako ni Brian ng tula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): si benjo..&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): si benjo ay isang batang mataba...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): pundyo ay mababa...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): siya ay mahilig kumain,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): pede rin syang ihain...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): sweet kung magmahal,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): nagbibigay ng teddy bear na pagkamahal mahal..&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): si benjo...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): dating may motor, &lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): marami ding rumor...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): kain tulog ang paborito..&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): lalo na kung manok na pinirito...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): si benjo....&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): isa sa mga anak ni mang Banta,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): sya lang ang pinaka maanta...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): isang lalaki sa 3 magkakakpatid,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): kaya sya ay laging napapatid...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): si benjo...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): oh benjo, isa kang hulog ng langit,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): hinulog dahil sa ubod ng pangit,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): ginintuang puso ang sandata,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): humanda na kayo mga pirata...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): benjo....&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): dahil sa ikaw ay mabait na bata,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): babawiin ko na lahat ng salita..&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): si benjo ay mataba,&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): un lang ang tama!&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): benjo...&lt;br /&gt;b_r_1_a_n_23 (2:40:17 PM): baw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYEMPRE GAGANTI AKO! HINDI AKO PAPAYAG! EDITED VERSION PA TO HA! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:41:15 PM): si brian...&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:41:23 PM): isang batang uliran&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:41:32 PM): at laging nangangatwiran&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:41:47 PM): at may utot na makapangyarihan&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:41:56 PM): tuwing cyang natutulog&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:42:06 PM): katabiy nagkukumahog&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:42:17 PM): sa laway ay malulunod&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:42:25 PM): parang bahang hangang tuhod&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:42:33 PM): si brian...&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:42:48 PM): isang taong mahalay..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:42:55 PM): kahit papatay patay..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:43:07 PM): maraming taong pinaasa&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:43:26 PM): kahit na sa wala pa&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:43:37 PM): nakilala nya si may..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:43:49 PM): natunaw parng clay..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:43:55 PM): tapos dumating si anna..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:44:02 PM): kinapos na parang sintunadong harana..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:44:14 PM): dumating sa puso si megs..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:44:30 PM): wala kong maduktong sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:44:48 PM): si brian..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:44:55 PM): ng nagsimulang manligaw..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:45:10 PM): parang asong naliligaw..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:45:15 PM): biglang naging makata..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:45:23 PM): kahit dati ay lalata lata..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:50:03 PM): bahoy kahit umaalingasaw..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:50:16 PM): pilit itinatago sa tanglaw..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:50:31 PM): sige may motor ako noon..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:50:42 PM): si brian ay nakikigamit non..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:50:58 PM): sumemplang ngusoy namaga..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:51:39 PM): para kinagat ng sanlibong daga..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:52:00 PM): nanghahalik kapag natutulog..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:52:06 PM): kahit lalakiy binubulabog..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:52:19 PM): kabaklaay sumasabog..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:52:29 PM): minsay gusto na talagang mabugbog..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:52:42 PM): tatapusin ko narin ito..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:52:55 PM): sobrang petiks grabe nato..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:53:04 PM): pagkamakatay nasasayang lamang..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:53:16 PM): kay brian na isang hunghang..&lt;br /&gt;neovenjo (2:53:22 PM): BAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan dahil sa sobrang ka petiks namin dalawa kami ay naging makata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113402713634799646?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113402713634799646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113402713634799646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113402713634799646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113402713634799646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/petiks-mode.html' title='Petiks mode'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113361707655522740</id><published>2005-12-03T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:37:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sari sari</title><content type='html'>Maraming kakaibang nangyari sa buhay ko ngayong linggong ito, maraming bagay na iniisip... sa dami ng aking iniisip medyo na apektohan ang trabaho... alam naman natin na ang trabaho ko bilang isang taong dumudutdot sa kompyuter ay kelangan ang isip para maayos ang trabaho.. pero kung ang utak mo ay windang... siguradong mag kakaproblema ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ibaba makikita nyo ang manika na bigay ko kay gf nung anniv namin.. nakatatak na yan sa utak ko ngayon.. nakalagay sa memorya ko ang moment na yon.. ibinigay ko ang manika at nakita ko ang tuwa sa kanyang mga mata.. masaya astig talaga.. matapos ang gabi na yon.. simpleng gabi ng pag bibigay ng regalo... parang nabawasan ako ng konting problema... nabawasan ako ng iniisip... pero hindi papala tapos ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badtrip talaga bat lagi nalang ganito ang post ko! wala na ba akong post ngayon na masaya? puro kadramahan nalang ba ang naisusulat ko ngayon.. sige ibahin ko nalang ang usapan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang iniisip ko ay ang pagtupad ng aking isang pangarap.. simpleng pangarap lang naman na magkaron ng sariling sasakyan... cyempre sa umpisa ang gusto kong car eh yung simple lang.. pero yung may dating din naman... pero cyempre mahal yung mga sasakyan na asteg. Sa ngayon nasa bank lahat ng pera ko, nakatambak sila don para pag umabot na ang ipon ko sa halagang kailangan ko.. maguumpisa nako mag hanap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang maximum na kaylangan kong pera ay nasa 125,000 lang naman... sa halagang ito sigurado nakong yung sasakyang mabibili ko ay maganda na at yung tipong trip na trip ko narin. pero wala pa sa kalinkingan nito ang ipon ko... tyagaan lang naman yan eh.. sabi nga saken ng barkada ko "Expect the worse and hope for the best" tama cya diba? kung aasa asa akong magkakaron tapos biglang hindi natuloy.. diba shet? kaya hindi na ako masyadong umaasa kasi... madaming beses ng nangyari sa buhay ko na napaasa ako sa wala eh.. nakakapagtampo na nga minsan, pero anung magagawa ko... isa lang akong simpleng tao sa mundo... wala tayong magagawa kundi ang ngitian nalang ang lahat at magpasalamat sa meron ka ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited ang pakiramdam ng pinaghahandaan mong tuparin ang isang pangarap... lagi mong iniisip.. lagi kang nangangarap... sabihin nating materyal na bagay lang naman ang sasakyan... tsaka sasakyan lang yan... pero para saken iba eh... simula ng matuto akong mamasahe nangarap nako na magkaroon ng sariling sasakyan.. sasakyan na hindi regalo, hindi pahiram... gusto ko yung sasakyan na talagang pinaghirapan ko, ginastusan ko... kasi alam ko na kung ang isang bagay ay pinaghirapan ko.. pag iingatan ko ito ng husto.. tulad ng computer ko sa bahay... lagi kong pinupunasan labs na labs ko yun kasi pera ko ginastos ko sa pagbili nito. Ngayon sasakyan naman ang gusto ko... pag natupad to pwede ko ng sabihin sa sarili ko na may na accomplish nako sa buhay ko, at least isa sa mga dreams ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag natupad ang car eto ang gagawin ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ihahatid ko si mama sa Prayer Meeting nila sa Paranaque... sasama ko sa kanya dun magpapasalamat ako kay God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pupunta ko sa tagaytay... papakiramdaman ko lang ang malamig na hangin ng tagaytay habang nabyahe ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Igagala ko ang aking mga kaibigan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraming marami pang iba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana matupad ang dream kong ito... salamat sa mga sumusuporta na matupad ko tong isang dream ko dahil promise kung anung dream nyo susuportahan ko din kayo... suportahan tayo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana matupad tong sasakyan na to bago mag end ang december, gusto kong igala si Brian para mameet din ang aming long lost friends.. joyride tayo! this time four wheels na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113361707655522740?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113361707655522740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113361707655522740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113361707655522740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113361707655522740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/sari-sari.html' title='sari sari'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113340414052535607</id><published>2005-12-01T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:29:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astig</title><content type='html'>Umuwi ako kahapon ng maaga dahil b-day and anniv namin ni GF, dumaan ako sa mall para maghanap ng gift.. ang nasaisip ko talaga na gift ay higanteng stuff toy... para malala nya ko lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/huggy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diba magkamukha? pareho kaming cute hehehe. "kapaaaal!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas ginawan ko naman cya ng poem, enclosed sa binili kong card... nakakatuwa nung binili ko yung bear kasi yung mga sales lady kinikilig. Pag dating sa counter yung girl na bagger eh niyayakap naman yung bear.. astig.. ang sarap maging bear. Pag sakay ko sa Bus parang may artistang sumakay dahil halos lahat tumingin saken dahil sa bitbit ko, tas dahil di kami kasya pag kinalong ko cya.. ibinayad ko pa cya sa bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag uwe, drive papuntang Calamba, pakantakanta pa nung nakarating ako... aba tulog na. Ginising pa sya at cyempre di ko muna ibinaba sa bear.. kuwari wala akong bitbit, yung card itinago ko sa binti ko..inipit ko dun habang nakaupo ako... so dating na cya chikahan ng konti tapos sabi ko wait lang may ayusin lang ako saglit sa car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pagbalik ko dala ko na si Bear.. tuwa si GF ang kulit ko daw.. haay salamat ngumiti din.. nalimutan na ata ang galit nya saken.. so after ng konting chikahan nagpaalam nako at umuwi.. pag dating ko sa bahay.. nag dive at nakatulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend ipagshopping ko naman cya... kahit anung gusto nya basta swak sa budget... hmm.. san kaya may mamisong mga damit??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113340414052535607?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113340414052535607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113340414052535607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113340414052535607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113340414052535607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/12/astig.html' title='Astig'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113322820312508508</id><published>2005-11-29T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:36:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kakaibang byahe</title><content type='html'>First time ko nakasabay sa BUS papasok ang aking baby sis, so enjoy ang byahe ko dahil makulit ang batang ito.. pero hindi lahat masaya dahil eto ang first na byahe ko na hindi pako nakakarating sa work ay ubos na ang allowance ko for the day.. x2 lahat ng gastos so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x2 tricycle = 15&lt;br /&gt;x2 jeep = 15&lt;br /&gt;** Jollibee = 165&lt;br /&gt;x2 Bus = 102&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagpas papala actually dahil ang allowance ko ay 250 lang talaga per day.. nagalaw ang aking nakatagong yaman.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pero oks narin, at least hindi boring ang byahe, though pareho kami tulog... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/Image02.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh diba ang saya saya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113322820312508508?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113322820312508508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113322820312508508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113322820312508508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113322820312508508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/kakaibang-byahe.html' title='Kakaibang byahe'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113257355098452580</id><published>2005-11-21T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:45:51.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag tag daw</title><content type='html'>section 1 - have you ever... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Cheated on someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Been Cheated on?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Fallen off the bed?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Broken someone's heart?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Had your heart broken?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Had a dream come true? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Done something you regret?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Cheated on a test?: yes... yes .... yes... kaya ako naka graduate.. yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* section 2 - currently *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Wearing?: t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Like anyone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Location?: 27th floor, sa isang building sa makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Chatting with?: joza ng kadiliman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Watching?: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Should REALLY be doing? pumunta ng ng landmark para hintayin ang joza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Brush your teeth?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Have any piercings?: plans.. pero katamad na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Drive?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Drink?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Smoke?: no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Got a cell?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* section 3 - the last person you... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Hugged?: Gee-Ep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Kissed?: Gee-Ep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ IMed?: si Joza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Talked on the phone to?: Gee-Ep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Yelled at?: Gee-Ep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* section 4 - personal *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ What do you want to be or do, when you finish&lt;br /&gt;school? marami.. car + house + asawa + bebe = satisfied basco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ What has been the best day of your life?: graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ What comes first in your life?: other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Do you have a&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend/girlfriend/crush?: Gee-Ep atbp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ What are you most scared of?: "Sa Masamang Ispirito" &lt;- Basco mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ What do you usually think about before you go to bed?: God Bless Everyone I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Did you lose someone you really loved?: opo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Love your family?: syempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Are you a virgin?: oo... ako ay isang birhen. ako ay banal. ako ay pari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* section 5 - favorite *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Movie: Harry Potter, LOTR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Song: How did you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Store: wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Clothing Store: Ukay Ukay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Relative: mga insanz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Sport: Peng Pung, Boxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Ice Cream Flavor: COoKies anD CREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Fruit: Chico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Candy: Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Day of the Week: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Color: blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* section 6 - do you *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to give hugs?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to walk in the rain?: Walk and ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Prefer black or blue pens?: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to travel?: opo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Sleep on your side?: yap, and naka dikwatro tapos naka tuon ang kamay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Have a goldfish?: dedz na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Ever have the falling dream?: opo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Have stuffed animals?: yez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* section 7 - this or that *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Pierced nose or tongue?: wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Single or taken?: both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ MTV or BET?: MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 7th Heaven or Dawson's Creek?: 7th Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Sugar or salt?: Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Silver or gold?: silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Chocolate or flowers?: kung ibibigay, flowers. ung bibigyan, chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Color or Black-and-white photos?: Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ M&amp;Ms or Skittles?: m&amp;ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Stay up late or sleep in? Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Hot or cold?: cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Mustard or ketchup?: ketchup &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Spring or Fall?: Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Happy or sad?: happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Wonder or amazement?: Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Mexican or Italian?: Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Candy or Soda?: Soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPAPASA KO ITO SA KAY -&gt; MARCO AT FRANCIS! 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I just encashed a check I found on my room and I'm burning to spend it. So I asked my budz if they like to watch a movie.. I checked suresits.com for the list of movies playing at the G, unfortunately... nothing seems to interest me... Flight Plan looks ok though, but Im really looking forward into watching some serious-scary-horror-nightmaregiving movie, Emz and I were talking bout the Exorcism of Emily Rose the whole afternoon, she shown me some movie clips and i thought.. WOW!.. this movie will surely scare the asthma out of me!.. but the movie won't be playing till this coming Nov. 17.. I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no scary movie playing and most of my budz don't feel like watching a movie... I tought I'll just go straight home since I'm not feeling well that afternoon... something's bothering me.. like something bad is bound to happen... damn! I hate that feeling.. I told Mabel to text everyone at home and my baby sis staying at Manila, just to check if everything is fine. Drank a glass of water to calm myself... Emz told me to pray.. so I did.. asked God to take care of everyone.. and if something bad is really going to happen.. let it happen to me and not to anyone I know.. a friend told my that I must be palpitating... the term kinda cool things down a little, it made me smile.. why? coz I don't have any idea on what palpitating means, and my imagination drawn crazy images bout the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while the feeling just vanished.. maybe GOD heard me or something... so once again the burning passion to spend my money came back.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered last wednesday while having the usual get together session with &lt;a href="http://francisem.blogspot.com"&gt;Francis&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://marcobain.blogspot.com"&gt;Marco&lt;/a&gt;, Francis told us that he have a bunch of star city's 5 free ride tickets at home and asked us If we are up into doing something different this coming friday... Back then I thought that what were talking about are more of a nonsense drunk talk, nothing serious. So I PM Francis and asked him bout the Star City trip.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here tagalishing na para mas masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE!! SARAP! Sabi ni Pogi ok lang sa kanya, ang problema si Marhgil ay pauwi na ata ng Batangas and kung trip namin mag taxi nalang kami papunta don.. So nag message ako kay Marhgil.. "oi starcity tayo mamaya!" yan ata sabi ko.. tapos nag reply cya.. "ok".. tapos ang usapan! Tapos tinanong ko si pogi kung si Marco ba eh makakasama.. sabi saken ni Pogi itanong ko daw.. DYOS KO magkatabi lang silang dalawa don sa opisina nila! tinatamad daw cyang itanong.. so sige tanong ko si Marco. "Hoy Star CIty TAyo Mamaya wag ka ng hihindi kundi gugulpihin ka namin!" yan ang sabi ko... so ang sagot nya "HINDI!!!".. so set na ready na ang lahat.. so pinuntahan ko sila sa opis nila tumambay don ng saglit, lumamon sa Tokyo Tokyo... Beef Misono.. California Maki... DIET KO SYET! at nag punta na kami sa STAR CITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited ang feeling... ng mga kasama ko.... hehehe. Naka park naman kami agad kaya astig tapos sa loob nakapasok din kami agad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANCHORS AWAY (enchanted kingdom name)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumambad na sa aming mga mata agad ang ANCHORS AWAY (ng enchanted) di ko lam kung anong tawag don sa star city.. masama ang unang experience ko sa ride na yon sa EK dahil sa takot ng ate ko NASAPAK nya ako sa mukha na lalong nagpahilo saken sa ride.. kaw na, bumabaliktad na bituka mo, sakit pa ng mukha mo sa pagkakasapak sayo. Pumila kami... kala ko mahaba habang pila to.. pero mabilis din pala.. sakto pa talaga dahil sa dulo kami lahat naka upo.. sa DULO ng barko! sa pinaka nakakatakot na pwesto.. ang alam ko animan ung upuan eh.. pero nung nag sipwesto na kaming apat.. sumakto nalang hahahahaha.. may extra papalang babae sa hanay namin.. na indian ata ng mga kabarkadang natakot lahat sa ride nayon. Di ko na detalyehan ang itsura dahil kinakabog nako sa mangyayari saken sa ride na yun.. at nagsimula na... gewang na mahina, gewang lumalakas, gewang lalong lumalakas, gewang terible na, gewang dyos ko mamamatay nako.. Sigawan kami ng sigawan astig talaga ang pakiramdam... nasigaw si pogi.. "I LAB U BHE BHE!!!" nu kaya un.. la ko idea kung nu sinisigaw nya eh.. ako sigaw ko kasi "BOORIIING!!!!!" pero dyos ko katangahan ma bored sa ride na yun.. kahit siguro painumin ka ng anestesia may mararamdaman ka parin hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ng anchors away, nag decide kami na magpahinga muna, kaya pumasok kami sa haunted house... may nakasabay kami sa pila na cute na chick na takot na takot.. di pa napasok takot na takot na.. sabi namin, ok lang yan miss kasama nyo naman kami hehehe BOLA pa talaga. dahil takot talaga, shete iniwan nanamin.. pag pasok namin sa haunted house napatingin kami sa kaliwa nung pinto at NAGULAT na agad kami!! yun pala yung GWARDIYA lang pala ung nandon, ung taga hawi ng tela papasok sa haunted house.. di papala kami nakakapasok sa mismong nakakatakot daw na lugar, nagitla na kami.. at sa GWARDYA pa! nyahahah.. puro tawa lang nangyari samin sa loob.. suportang tunay na kaibigan.. pag ang kaibigan mo nagulat o natakot.. PAGTAWANAN MO! hahahaha! ok naman sa loob, relax.. napapa WAAA din ako sa mga kanto.. lam mo ung feeling na gusto mong wasakin ung nangugulat na makina dahil... GINULAT ka? ganun naramdaman ko dun.. nung nasa exit na kami,  nag lakad astig na kami.. tipong wala lang.. walang feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUMP CAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHABA ANG PILA! yun lang masasabi ko sa ride na to.. MAtagal pa ang pila namin kesa as pag sakay sa BUMP CARS, mabaho pa ung seatbelt! pero pwede narin masarap ang feeling ng nakakailag sa sa mga engot na driver tapos hahanapin mo mga barkada mo para bigyan ng malakas lakas ng BUMP! si marco ang masarap sagasaan kasi feeling ko konting lakas nalang mag 360 na sasakyan nun eh palipad sa labas ng track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLIZZARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maliit na roller coaster.. 2 ikot.. wla pang 2 minuto.. ok narin.. masaya saya narin kahit masaket sa muka kasi humahataw hataw ang mukha mo sa bakal na nakaipit sa katawan mo.. pero ok lang.. may katabi akong bata.. sabi nya firstime nya lang daw sumakay don.. sabi ko "wag kang matakot astig to" so tuloy na ung ride.. ung bata tili ng tili, sabi ko diba asteg!! asteg diba!!!! nung natapos ung ride tuwang tuwa ung bata sabi saken "Astig kuya! astig nga kuya!" di ko lam kung lam nya ibig sabihin nung astig, pero ayos naman na nakaimpluwensya pako ng bata at nabigyan ko cya ng bagong salita.. Astig kuya astig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magic Carpet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ang ride na to habang nakapila kami sa Anchors Away.. at grabe, sa itsura palang nung ride, parang mamamatay ka talaga.. nireserba pa talaga yung ride na un.. ang huling ride sa LOOB na sasakyan namin.. haba ng pila.. daming bakla.. tingin ng tingin kay marco.. hehehe. exciting din sa pila kasi naanticipate mo na eh.. sabi ni marhgil di raw cya natatakot sabay turo sa dibdib nya... sabi ko "baket matigas na nipples mo?" hahaha nu ba yun, un pala tinuturo nya eh ung "NO FEAR" na nakasulat sa t-shirt nya. hahahaha grabe! nung nakasakay na kami... may bakal na ilalagay pra di ka tumalsik... hala! ung bakal! ang sikip! talagang hinigop ko lahat ng hangin sa tyan ko para mailock ung bakal, nung nailock aba secured na feeling ko.. ang sikip eh! sakit sa tyan hahahah! tapos nagsimula ng gumalaw ang magic carpet.. aba! kung sa anchors away may mabagal na umpisa.. doon wala.. umpisa palang nakakarimarim na agad! todo waaah waaah wahhh kami don.. sigaw ko "ANG BEEF MISONO KO!!!" pero dahil sa tagal ng ride parang wala na.. after mga 4 na ikot.. di na nakakatakot.. masarap na parang pinapaypayan ka nalang... relax na kung baga.. ung nasa unahan pa namin picture ng picture.. cyempre sumasali kaming mga nasa likod.. kanya kanyang posing.. dami nga sungay nung mga nag pic na un dahil sa mga kamay namin hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICE AGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ang exciting na ride.. punta kami sa ice age.. ung lugar na puro ice sculpture.. inaasahan ko maganda sculptures pero sos walang mga wenta.. di ako na impress.. ang nagpasaya lang saken eh ung lamig... ung pag nagsasalita ka nausok ung bibig mo hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil late na pala nung pipila na sana kami para sa WIld River at Cyclone loop... sarado na ung pilahan.. shete sayang tlaga! SAYANG!!!!!! kaya nag games nalang kami.. nag tyaga makakuha ng manika.. nakakuha ko sa target shooting ng medium na toy pero pinapalitan ko ng maliit kasi ung maliit mas cute kesa sa medium... after a while umuwi nakami at gumala kung san san pa..at natapos ang araw sa pag uwi ng 4am ng madaling araw.. astig... tama na haba na work mode nako!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113185347904064405?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113185347904064405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113185347904064405&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113185347904064405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113185347904064405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/kakaibang-trip-ayoz.html' title='Kakaibang trip, AYOZ'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113132890656410423</id><published>2005-11-07T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T10:01:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boi Palaboi</title><content type='html'>Sunday, November 6 2005... Ronald's 25th Birthday.. hindi halata muka kasi cyang 40 eh.. hehehe. anyway eto ang konting pic namin sa aming session.. pag pasensyahan nyo na panget camera phone ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/inuman3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaga pa to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/inuman1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang aming altar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/inuman2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di na alam ang oras... astig ang tyan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa lahat ng mag Birthday ng November HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY SA INYONG LAHAT!!, INVITE NYO KO HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113132890656410423?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113132890656410423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113132890656410423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113132890656410423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113132890656410423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthday-boi-palaboi.html' title='Birthday Boi Palaboi'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113125599755583433</id><published>2005-11-06T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:46:37.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Start of the day...</title><content type='html'>Planado ang sunday ko, masarap ang tulog ko... pero kinabukasan... wala pala kong perang pambili ng manok na i lelechon ko sana.. bakit ba naubos pera ko? basta isa pang nakakainis na rason yon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nag internet nalang ako para ituloy ang work ko... ang sideline.. maya maya nag may nag text saken at galit nanaman saken... di raw ako ma contact sa phone.. so down muna ang internet at nag usap kami.. di ko alam kung bakit imbes na pagandahin ang araw ko lalo pa itong napasama... pinasama. Sa totoo lang marami akong tampurorot kahapon sa wedding na pinuntahan ko... medyo na stress ako... cge masaya narin pero hindi ganung kasaya... wala akong gaanong kilala sa pinuntahan ko at yung taong inaasahan ko na magpapasaya saken don eh hindi naman ganun kung mag bigay saken ng suporta.. naging emcee ako ng di ko alam kung baket... usually may magbibigay sayo ng supporta pag dating sa ganon para lumakas ang loob mo.. so nag salita ako sa harap... kabado nga dahil hindi ako handa... pag balik ko sa pwesto ko para kumain.. ano ang una kong nakita... nakasimangot na mukha sabay sabing nagkakalat lang daw ako sa harapan.. hindi ko gaanong pinansin yung comment na yon pero sa tootoo lang gusto ko ng mag walkout nung ssinabi nya ito saken... dyos ko naman bat naman ganyan ang sasabihin mo saken... kabadong kabado na nga ako at biglang bigla sa mga nangyayri tapos yan pa ang maririnig ko sayo... nagkakalat ako?! sabi ko nalang .. "thank you".. sabay ngiti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinamad na talaga ako mula non... pero tuloy parin sa pag emcee... ginagawa ko lahat para mapasaya naman ang mga taong nakikinig saken... minsan natawa sa jokes.. minsan inde.. pero cge ok lang.. paka bibbo lang ako sa harapan.. para sa kinakasal.. para sa kanya.. shet naman bat kasi ako naghahanap ng words of inspiration eh! kung naging bato lang sana ako na hindi ko na kaylangan ng mga salitang magbibigay saken ng lakas ng loob edi mas masaya sana ang naging resulta ng pag eemcee ko sa kasal na yon.. pero hindi un ang nangyari.. laging paulit ulit kong naririnig sa isip ko ang sinabi nya saken na nagkakalat lang daw ako sa harapan... paulet ulet grabe talaga... konting suporta naman please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bandang huli tinamad na talaga ko, bumaba ako para mag pahangin ng konti sa labas... cguro kelangan ko narin baguhin ang ugali kong masyadong mahilig sa thankyou.. ewan ko ba kung baket, pero mababaw lang naman ang gusto ko sa mga favors na ginagawa ko eh.. kahit maliit na thankyou lang.. kahit thanks.. kahit katiting na salamat.. ok na eh.. mararamdaman mo na yung effort mo ay hindi wasted diba?.. pero wala eh wala talaga. Kung baga sa trabaho, parang utos ni boss, sumunod ka dahil pinapasweldo kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tuloy ang usap sa phone.. gusto kong sabihin sa kanya tong nararamdaman kong ito pero nung maguumpisa nako mag sabi "Alam mo may saasbihin ako sayo", ang biglang banat nya saken "BAKET ANO NANAMAN BA YON?!" putik naman! kalmado akong nagsabi na may sasabihin ako sa kanya... bat naman ako biglang pagtataasan ng boses na kala mo ay may sinabi nakong offensive sa kanya...  gusto kong malaman mo ang nararamadaman ko.. gusto kong suportahan moko at bigyan moko ng mga salita na magpapalakas ng loob ko.. bigyan moko ng mga salitang magpapagaan sa nararamdaman ko.. pagandahin mo naman ang araw ko parang awa mo na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero wala eh... sino ba magbabago?? ako ba mag aadjust? magpapakabato nalang ba ako lagi?.. buti nalang birthday ni Ronald ngayon.. pupunta ko mamaya sa kanila dahil nagyaya cya ng inuman.. ibubuhos ko nalang siguro don ang sama ng loob ko.. para mahimasmasan ako kahit konti... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baka naman ako ang may mali, baka naman cya ang may tampo saken kung kaya ganun cya.. cguro nga ako ang may kasalanan.. lagi naman ako may kasalanan eh.. gagawan ko nalang ng paraan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113125599755583433?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113125599755583433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113125599755583433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113125599755583433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113125599755583433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/bad-start-of-day.html' title='Bad Start of the day...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113124718935493439</id><published>2005-11-06T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T11:19:49.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compatibility Test</title><content type='html'>I was editing my friendster profile this morning when I saw this link bout compatibility test... so I tried it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces ako.. Sagittarius si GF... at eto ang magandang resulta ng test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces and Sagittarius can seem to bring out the absolute worst in each other, without even trying! Sagittarius becomes even more irresponsible and noncommittal than normal in Pisces presence, resisting the little Fish’s neediness. Pisces becomes more helpless and confused with Sagittarius around, sensing that there is a hero inside Sagittarius somewhere who is able to rescue him or her. Both of them feel insecure and tend to fall back into whatever negative habits they were challenged with in the past (and there is always at least one of those for each one of them). Despite the fact that they really, really like each other, it can turn into one big lost weekend, in the end. Both should look for a more compatible companionship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May part na totoo pero parang shit naman... wala bang maganda? puro negative eh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113124718935493439?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113124718935493439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113124718935493439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113124718935493439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113124718935493439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/compatibility-test.html' title='Compatibility Test'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113120969774066005</id><published>2005-11-06T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T00:54:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Saturday...</title><content type='html'>Woke up a bit early yesterday... around 8:00AM got up, done so stretching, went to the living room and do a bit of stationary biking... went back to my room.. Checked my computer if the uploading that I left the other night was done.. And as expected, it failed... stupid connection, so I had to re-upload everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While uploading, I done some research bout some strange illness, searching if there is some cure for this particular illness... downloaded some PDF files and stuffs about the illness, read everything... A blogger buzzes me on my YM and told me that she already sold her ipod shuffle, bid her good morning wazzup and thanks... then another friend buzzes me, talked about many things, pretty much enjoyed the morning because of her stories... bid her farewell after a while... took a shower, put on my Barong Tagalog.. which I haven’t worn for months and I'm afraid that It might not fit anymore... after some jerking... got myself ready for the wedding... watched another movie by Steven "Sea Gull" can't remember the spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove papa to the cockfight stadium, went straight to the wedding... I arrived at the church to early... so early that I'm the only one inside the church... so I went back to our Toyota Hi-adventure, and took a short nap, When I woke up, most of the guest was already piling at the lobby... and so the ceremony went on... after the ceremony we went to the reception area, and to my surprise... I was informed that I was the night’s emcee... I don't even know the name of the newlyweds, don’t have a list of programs, I’m not ready whatsoever… all I know is that I attended the wedding reception to eat and clap my hands…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knees trembling, throat dry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by asking everyone to stand-up and give the newlywed a huge round of applause… after that we had dinner… then I have all the godparents to give the newly weds advices… gave my own advice… after that, the cake cutting, wine drinking, “dove ceremony” then the opening of gifts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the celebration, I went home… watched PBB, start uploading files again… updated my blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done some research about something in my head, went to bed… another weekend... finished..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113120969774066005?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113120969774066005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113120969774066005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113120969774066005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113120969774066005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-saturday.html' title='Long Saturday...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113097788811191554</id><published>2005-11-03T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:31:28.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop for Sale</title><content type='html'>May laptop na binebenta ang friend ko seryoso to hindi ako nagloloko for inquiries comment lang or email me at NEOVENJO AT YAHOO DOT COM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HP Compaq Armada M700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop Specification&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model:   HP Compaq Armada M700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor:  Genuine Pentium x86 Family 6 Model 8 Stepping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor Type:         Pentium III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor Speed: 750MHz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor Stepping: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cache Size(L1/L2): 32/256KB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory Size:  192 MB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD-Drive:  Compaq DVD-ROM SD-C2402&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Disk:  10GB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDE ATA/ATAPI Controllers: Intel(r) 82371 AB/EB PCI Bus Mater IDE Controllers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infrared Device: SMC ErCC – Fast Infrared Port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MODEM:  LT WIN MODEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Network Adapters: Intel (r) PRO/100 MiniPCI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCMCIA Adapters: Texas Instrument PCI – 1450 Card Bus Controllers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USB Controllers: Intel 82371 AB/EB PCI to USB Universal Host Controller&lt;br /&gt;   USB Root Hub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selling Price nya ay 25,000 (Negotiable) hindi baratable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop Pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/armada.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/right.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong tubo dito para sa mga nagiisip dyan na kumakabig nanamn si Benjo at nagpapaka business nanaman, ito po ay kawang gawa.. kapwa ko mahal ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113097788811191554?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113097788811191554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113097788811191554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113097788811191554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113097788811191554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/laptop-for-sale.html' title='Laptop for Sale'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113086927974638077</id><published>2005-11-02T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T02:21:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badtrip...</title><content type='html'>7:00 PM palang humiga nako.. bored kasi eh.. maaga ako na tulog.. usapan namin ni GF tatawagan ko cya ng mga bandang gabi kasi nga nasa Nueva Ecija cya.. disadvantage ng pag tulog ng maaga... pagising gising ako.. nagising ako ng 11:30 tinawagan ko si GF tulog na sya.. tulog ulet.. nagising namana ko 12:30.. saket saket ng likod ko sa lamig... tulog ulet... nagising ako 1:30 putik na yan buksan ko nga PC ko eto blog muna! Eto pa masama sa pag gising ng ganto... wala lang secret na yun pero waaaah naman nakakatamad... tagal ko antukin.. nakikinig nako kay EMINEM sakaling antukin ako... nakakaantok ang kanta ni EMINEM baket? kasi hindi ko kasi masabayan sa bilis so inaantok ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang tahimik ng gabi.... astig pala tong headset na nabili ko, natibok tibok pala to pag nag base.. ngaun ko lang napansin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113086927974638077?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113086927974638077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113086927974638077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113086927974638077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113086927974638077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/badtrip.html' title='Badtrip...'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113084117128900382</id><published>2005-11-01T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:32:51.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>Sa sobrang boring... pinagaksayahan ko ng panahon bagubaguhin ang aking blog... at yan ang kanyang kinalabasan... kung may reklamo kayo like hindi mabasa ng maayos, pangit ang header i comment nyo lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung gusto nyo naman magpagawa ng header, comment nyo lang tapos lagay nyo rin kung ano ang kapalit ng header na gagawin ko para sa inyo hehehehe :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113084117128900382?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113084117128900382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113084117128900382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113084117128900382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113084117128900382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113073444395112703</id><published>2005-10-31T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:05:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Kisses</title><content type='html'>Copied some Mp3's from COB... one of the songs  copied was Butterfly Kisses. I really don't have any Idea what this song is about; most mp3's I listen to are under the rock and alternative genres. I only listen to slow music when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was browsing along the list of songs COB copied for me and the song Butterfly Kisses got my attention... so I played it... slow orchestrated melody... simple tune but the meaning of the song somehow touched me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I yet have a family of my own, the feeling of knowing and loving someone for very long time with memories that would fill even the vastness of the universe correlates to the meaning of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered at my sister's wedding, as she prepared to walk along the aisle towards the altar you can see the happiness in her eyes... at first I felt nothing special... just like all weddings I attended. But as the music starts... Choirs started singing.... and she slowly walks... everything seems to freeze.... memories of all the joys and troubles we experienced started pouring in... I can feel my lips getting dry... my eyes getting damp... my sister is leaving and I'm going to miss her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are the lyrics of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Butterfly Kisses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two things I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;She was sent here from heaven and she's Daddy's little girl&lt;br /&gt;As I drop to my knees by her bed at night&lt;br /&gt;She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God for all of the joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but most of all for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer&lt;br /&gt;Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;"Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride&lt;br /&gt;I know the cake looks funny Daddy but I sure tried"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;To deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sixteen today&lt;br /&gt;And she's lookin' like her mamma a little more every day&lt;br /&gt;One part woman, the other part girl&lt;br /&gt;To perfume and make-up, from ribbons and curls&lt;br /&gt;Trying her wings out in a great big world&lt;br /&gt;But I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer&lt;br /&gt;Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I love you Daddy&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time&lt;br /&gt;Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;To deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the precious times&lt;br /&gt;Oh, like the wind the years go by&lt;br /&gt;Precious butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll change her name today&lt;br /&gt;and she'll make a promise and I'll give her away&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the bride room just staring at her&lt;br /&gt;She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure,&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl"&lt;br /&gt;And she leaned over...and gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses with her mamma there&lt;br /&gt;Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;"Walk me down the aisle Daddy, it's just about time&lt;br /&gt;Does my wedding gown look pretty Daddy? Daddy don't cry"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;To deserve a her love every morning and butterfly kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask God for more &lt;br /&gt;Man, this is what love is &lt;br /&gt;I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;Every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113073444395112703?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113073444395112703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113073444395112703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113073444395112703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113073444395112703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/butterfly-kisses.html' title='Butterfly Kisses'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113059940064196215</id><published>2005-10-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:23:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanings....</title><content type='html'>Hindi na sana ako mag popost ngaung october.. pero kelangan ko talagang ilabas ito sa utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa Tinagal tagal ng panahon nalaman ko lang ngayon ang meaning ng nunal ko sa may leeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si papa kasi meron din cya nang nunal sa left side ng kanyang neck and ako naman ay nasa right side... nalaman ko ito dahil umuwi si papa ng medyo nakainom... di pala medyo.. talagang nakainom... ok lang naman sakin na nainom si papa dahil kahit papaano ay nalilibang cya sa isang buong linggo ng pag tatrabaho at hindi naman nya lagi tong ginagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiiyak si papa habang kinukwento nya ang ibigsabihin ng nunal namin... hindi cya naiyak dahil sa nakainom cya... naiyak cya dahil sa mga problema nya.. nakikinig lang ako sa kanya habang nag sasalita si papa. Nagpipigil ako ng luha dahil naawa ako sa kanya.. kung ano ano ng pumapasok sa isip ko... sabi na nga ba... pag gusto mo ang isang bagay laging may mga pangyayari na hahadlang na makuha mo ito.. walang madaling bagay.. lahat dadaan sa pagsubok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun nya na kwento saakin na sabi daw ng matatanda sa kanya noong bata pa cya, ang ibig sabihin daw ng nunal sa kanyang leeg ay marka ng pagiging tagasalo ng problema ng pamilya... (sacrificial lamb) sya ang magbibitbit ng hirap na mararanasan ng pamilya nya... ng mga kapatid nya.. "Yun ang ibig sabihin ng nunal na to... at meron ka rin Benjo" sabi ni papa... pinagaral nya daw kaming magkakapatid para hindi ko raw maranasan ang maging tagasalo ng problema ng pamilya.. ng mga kapatid ko. Siniguro daw nya na kami ay magkakaron ng individual na kakayahang mabuhay at walang umaasa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw nyang maranasan ang nararanasan nya ngayon sa mga kapatid nya... kitang kita sa mata ni Papa ang pagkadismaya sa pagkakaron ko ng "mark" na ito, nasa tono ng boses nya.. nasa expression ng mukha niya. Madami daw akong dadanasing problema at paghihirap at kaylangan ko daw maging matatag, dahil may marka daw ako. Tumayo ako at pumunta sa likod ni papa at minasahe ko cya ng bahagya.. para ma relax at tumigil ang luha.. pangalawang beses ko palang cyang nakitang umiyak.. ang unang una ay noong namatay si Lolo Ben.. umiiyak cya habang sinasabi nya ang mga problema nya saaken.. nahingi pa cya ng sorry dahil inilalabas lang daw nya ang sama ng loob nya.. "ok lang" sabi ko.. "mas mabuti ngang ganyan eh"... ngayon ko lang na experience ito sa totoo lang.. ang kadalasang umiiyak saken at nahingi ng payo ko ay mga barkada at kaibigan.. ngayon lang nangyari na si papa pa ang mismong nag lalabas ng sama ng loob saken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung hindi man sa mga kapatid mo mararanasan, pwedeng sa mapapangasawa mo at sa pamilya nya" ito ang salitang tumama talaga saaking isipan... nung una iniisip ko na mukhang wala naman ata akong sasaluhing problema dahil maganda ang naging trabaho ng ate ko at ang kapatid kong bunso ay maganda rin ang kursong tatapusin ngaung taon... pero nung nasabi nya ito.. parang namulat ako na hindi pa talaga tapos ang lahat... marami pa talaga akong dadanasin.. maraming marami pa. Sa totoo lang, tumbok na tumbok ang pagkakasabing yon ni papa dahil sa nararansan ko rin ito... hindi sa mga kapatid ko.. kundi kay gf... mga pag tulong na sikreto kong ginagawa, hindi ko nalang idedetalye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napaisip talaga ko sa mga sinabi nyang yon... ngayon tuwing makikita ko ang nunal ko sa salamin.. iba na ang nakikita ko dito.. hindi na cya simpleng marka saaking balat... marka na ito ng isang misyon sa buhay... kung anu man ito... pag hahandaan ko ito.. hindi ko kailangan alamin.. dahil random ang buhay ng tao.. dadating nalang basta ito.. kaylangan ko lang maging matatag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113059940064196215?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113059940064196215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113059940064196215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113059940064196215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113059940064196215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/meanings.html' title='Meanings....'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113025427853587946</id><published>2005-10-25T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:31:18.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pagbabalik ng Joza ng Kadiliman</title><content type='html'>Kagabi after nung kakaibang pangyayari sa lugar na hindi ko ma-arok.. nung pauwi nako, habang tumatawang mag isa sa bus dahil sa isang pangyayaring hindi ko talaga ma-arok... may nakita kong isang familiar na pagmumukha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual na haba ng buhok, at itim na jacket... saktong sakto bakante pa ang katabi kong upuan... nung uupo na cya sa di kalayuan saken.. tinawag ko cya... JOYCE! JOYCE! pag harap niya kitang kita ko sa kanyang mukha ang pagkagulat... siguro dahil sa revelation na nagkita kami after 2 years or dahil nakita nya ang aking todong kagwapuhan. JOYCE! JOYCE! tara dito sa tabi ko... alam mo ba yung pakiramdam mo na gusto mong yakapin at sakalin ang isang tao sa sobrang tuwa dahil nakita mo cya? yun yung nararamdaman ko.. gusto ko cyang yakapin at paghahampasin dahil sa tuwa.. Si joza... ang psychiatrist (pa QA) ng buhay ko... ang mga payo nya ang isa sa mga hinahanap hanap ko pag ako ay namomroblema... pag ako ay sinasapian ng masamang ispiritu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa tuwa ko, nung sinabi nyang.. "ako na magbabayad".. isang mabilis na "OO" ang nasabi ko... madali naman talaga kong kausap eh. kwentuhan kaming kwentuhan.. marami akong nalamang bago sa buhay nya.. wala akong gaanong masabing bago sa buhay ko.. pero mas marami pa ata akong nasabing bago sa buhay ng iba... napagusapan namin ang ulo... a este ang noo... a este ang panot.. a este... si Brian, napagusapan namin ang mata.. este.. ang talino.... si Ara, at cyempre ang walang kakupas kupas na lab layp. Cyempre ako same story as always, si Joza.. sa kasamaang palad... same story as always hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulang na kulang ang gabi na yon sa dami ng pwede naming pag usapan.. nakuha ko naman ang celnumber nya kaya astig.. siguro I mamakdo nalang namin yan... mag set nalang siguro ng date kung kelan mag meet.. bahala na. pero gusto ko sa makdo.. ako na ang taya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joza... pinasaya mo ako.. astig! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian... wow.. ang kintab. jok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113025427853587946?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113025427853587946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113025427853587946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113025427853587946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113025427853587946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/ang-pagbabalik-ng-joza-ng-kadiliman.html' title='Ang Pagbabalik ng Joza ng Kadiliman'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113020413684976978</id><published>2005-10-25T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:35:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang friend kong si CG</title><content type='html'>TAYOY KUMANTA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela 1 naglakad sa may hagdan&lt;br /&gt;Pamela 2 nawala inay ko po!&lt;br /&gt;Pamela 3 ang tawa isang tabi&lt;br /&gt;Pamela 4 ang gabi ay nagka color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaay grabe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala lalalala lalalala lala lala!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113020413684976978?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113020413684976978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113020413684976978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113020413684976978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113020413684976978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/ang-friend-kong-si-cg.html' title='ang friend kong si CG'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-113004298075510791</id><published>2005-10-23T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T12:49:40.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Ms.J</title><content type='html'>Si Ms. J ay hindi ko malilimutan, dahil sa kanya naging colorful ang buhay apartment ko noong college days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sya ang nagbigay saken ng reason para matutong mag gitara.. ng konti..&lt;br /&gt;2. Dahil sa kanya... lumakas ang loob ko makisalamuha sa mga girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Dahil sa kanya... medyo nagkaron ako ng kahit konting sweetness sa katawan&lt;br /&gt;4. Dahil sa kanya... nabutas ang wall sa room nila Carmela, sa door ng room ko, ang wall sa may salamin namin at ang punching bag namin.&lt;br /&gt;5. Dahil sa kanya kumapal ang kalyo ng kamao ko.. ngaun eh bumalik na sa dati.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dahil sa kanya... natutunan kong i appreciate ang pagsisigawan sa bar kahit magkatabi na kayo.&lt;br /&gt;7. Dahil sa kanya... napasayaw ako sa dance floor ng Padis Point ng kami lang dalawa ng hindi nahihiya... buti nalang love song ung tugtog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang kakaibang ginawa si Ms.J sa buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;Bat ko ba cya naalala bigla? kasi kinamusta ko cya kahapon at nalaman ko na cya ay mayron nang asawa at anak... tudoinks! Huling El Bimbo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-113004298075510791?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/113004298075510791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=113004298075510791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113004298075510791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/113004298075510791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/si-msj.html' title='Si Ms.J'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112998389421960434</id><published>2005-10-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T20:24:54.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaanak</title><content type='html'>So far so good, natuloy naman ang plans ko.. pero naudlot lang dahil hindi kami nakapag meet ng barkada ko sa San Pedro dahil wala cya don. Pero na meet ko yung isa kong barkada, kasama ang kanyang cute na cute na anak.. ang aking inaanak. Syempre as usual ang inaanak kukulitin ka lang nyan sa pangiti ngiti at pagiging cute.. ang magulang talaga ang babanat tungkol sa mga utang mo sa anak nila hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anung ginawa ko??? diba ang ninong ay godfather, at ang trabaho ng mga ninong ay ang siguraduhing ang inaanak nila ay lumaki na naayon sa dyos diba? So kanina kinausap ko yung bata... 1 year old palang naman cya.. mahigit... ata...shet... well anyway.. kinausap ko cya at pinangaralan ko cya tungkol kay god.. dahil dun ginawa ko ang duty ko as his "ninong" o diba.. so sabi ko sa barkada ko void na ang utang utang na yan hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May isa papalang kasama ang barkada ko... ito ay ang kanyang honda civic.. kinausap ko rin ang car nya.. sinabihan ko ito na kung meron cyang mga barkadang car na gustong makipagkilala saken.. or pakilala nya naman ako sa mga barkada nyang honda civic.. grabe ang saya saya ng pakiramdam mag karga ng baby... ang likot ang cute.. pag nakikita ko lagi natawa.. sanay nako don, matatanda nga pag nakita ko natatawa sila.. bata a kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owel.. work mode..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112998389421960434?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112998389421960434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112998389421960434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112998389421960434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112998389421960434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/inaanak.html' title='Inaanak'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112995222419606491</id><published>2005-10-22T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:37:04.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Plans</title><content type='html'>The sun is up and I got so many things to do.. but its alright blah blah blah blah! &lt;br /&gt;What a lovely day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Schedule..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wakeup smiling... toothbrush.. do some hard hitting pingpong with my father dear..&lt;br /&gt;   - first round... I lost.. score 21-18&lt;br /&gt;   - round two... I won... score 21-13&lt;br /&gt;   - round three... I won... but father contessed... 4 times tie breaker... I won..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. After the game.. videoke.. 1 hour.. songs?? secret.... luma eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shower... sa room open PC.. start updating my blog while waiting for kuya greg to forward the new database schema for janwaltz member portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Supposedly mag canvass kami ng car... pero sabi ni paps tsaka nalang daw pag may pera nako para di ako gaanong excited.. may point cya so... sabong nalnag cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. After ko mag program for Janwaltz pupunta ko ng San Pedro laguna para mag program naman nung para sa Barangay. So plan ko umuwi ng mga 9-10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Maligo Matulog... siguro... nood konting movie bago matulog.. pero malamang matulog muna ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gising ulit ng nakangiti.. toothbrush... Pingpong... ligo... bihis... larga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mag hahanap ako ng mapag gagawaan ko ng wedding invitation for Ann's friend... Wedding gift ko na.. buti nalang di uso sa kanila ang wedsite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Meet with Ann, siguro nood ng movie.. eat dinner then home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Internet... update siguro ng blog... browse the net for available cars.. mangarap.. matulog.. maaga pa gigising para sa work sa monday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malamang... marami dyan di matutuloy.. either tamarin ako or.. makatulog ako then magising ng gabi hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112995222419606491?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112995222419606491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112995222419606491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112995222419606491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112995222419606491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/weekend-plans.html' title='Weekend Plans'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112981796831758243</id><published>2005-10-20T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:19:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenalin Rush</title><content type='html'>Kaninang umaga ang saya saya ko, gumising ako nag shower, habang nag shoshower kanta ko ng kanta. Tapos nagbihis.. habang nag bibihis kanta rin ako ng kanta.. tapos nag patayo ng buhok.. habang nagaayos.. kanta ko ng kanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng masalubong ko binabati ko ng smile, ang aga ko dumating sa office wala pang 8AM naninibago ako sa sarili ko nakakamanghang aga to ah. Bakit ba ko masaya? inisip ko siguro gawa ng magdamag kaming nagusap usap ni papa about sa car na bibilhin namin.. papano papaluwagin yung garahe para magkasya yung sasakyan nya at yun daw sakin.. magkandahilo hilo sa pag compute ng down and monthly payments.. mangarap si mama kung saan saan nya gustong gumala.. cyempre ako ang dukhang driver at cya ang aking mahal na reyna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nagplaplano na kami kung papano makakatipid sa gasolina, pinagsasabihan narin ako ni pader dear na ang car, parang babae yan, inaalagaan.. ginagastusan... sinasakyan.. ah este inaalagaan... ay nasabi ko na pala yun hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So siguro pinaganda nun ang tulog ko hangang sa pag gising ko.. todo excited ako... ngayon ko lang ulit naramdaman tong gantong excitement.. ang huling huli kong naramdaman to ay nung sinagot ako ni Ann ng hindi ko inaasahan hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pag dating ko sa office todo work agad, masaya eh.. masarap mag trabaho.. lalo pang pinasabog ni Santa ang kasayahan ko nung bigyan nya ko ng link sa mga cars dito sa pinas.. grabe nabuksan ako sa mas malawak na possibility! So browse to death ako maghapon nun... tapos lunch.. nanlibre ang mga kasama ko sa opensource team sa mcdonalds.. pero cyempre nahiya ako so ako na bumili ng order ko and nilibre nalang nila ko ng sundae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nag chichikahan kami nabanggit ni bossing na may plans daw na ilipat ang QA team sa ibang building dahil nga nag eexpand ang company and kaylangan ng officespace (i think). So nagulat ako sabi ko agad. hindi nga??? nanlalaking mata nun tapos di makapaniwala.. so sabi balak nga daw ek ek ek ek di nako nakikinig gaano dahil medyo nalungkot nako non.. baket? halos yung sang bungkos ng friends ko ay nasa QA team.. so pag lipat ng building.. sang bungkos mawawala.. grabe talaga.. at first ang saya saya mo then after nung malaman mo yun parang hinigop sayo yung saya.. grabe naman kasi.. nagsisimula nakong maging comfortable sa mga kanila, nailalabas ko na ang ugali ko yung tipong astig na yung pakiramdam parang barkadahan.. tapos yun.. mawawala pala.. dapat siguro alisin ko na tong ugaling masyadong pagiging attached sa mga friends ko sa work eh, parang nung nag retrenchment sa DiaVox, grabe ganun din isang bungkos ng friends ko naglaho.. hindi ko naramdaman ang swerte dahil hindi ako napasama sa na retrench parang mas gusto ko pa ngang mapasama sa kanila nung mga oras na yun eh.. kasi diba... tapos nag resign isa isa lumipat ng kumpanya.. si Daisy ang makulit na babaeng ka VERSUS VERSUS ko, tapos si Jason.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos lumipat ako.. although decision ko yung paglipat.. the fact na iiwan mo naman yung mga naging barkada mo for more than a year na ay mahirap din.. kung marami lang akong pera non araw araw ko silang ililibre ng lunch nun sa Gerrys grill hangang sa time na umalis nako. Di ko alam kung kabaklaan ba to o kalokohan eh pero grabe talaga... sabagay buildings lang naman yan.. ang friends kahit ilayo mo ng ilayo close parin yan. SOLID! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang nakakatuwa pa dun, masaya ko nung umaga dahil sa car... nabalitaan ko nung lunch na lilipat although balita lang yon at di pa nangyayari nawala agad yung saya.. parang nabalewala yung excitement sa car... isa lang ibig sabihin nito.. mas mahalaga talaga ang friends kesa sa car.. pero pag ang friends nag bigay ng car.. ibang storya na yon hehehe. wag lang magpapalibre at ang friends nagiging enemy (jok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto nanaman ako... nag blog.. mababasa nanaman ng maraming tao ang post ko dito.. madrama nanaman.. nakakatuwa kasi pag sinusulat mo rin yung nararamdaman mo eh... parang nawawala yung tension.. nababawasan kahit papano... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas ang last day ng isa ko pang friend.. pupunta na cya ng australia, hahanapin nya si nemo.. minus nanaman.. tinanong nya ko kung excited ba daw ako for her... sabi ko HINDE, siguro yung iba jan sasabihin nila oo excited ako for you.. ako HINDE baket? ewan ko di ko alam, yun ang nararamdaman ko so yun ang sinabi ko. Tanungin nya ko ulet pag nandun na cya... yung tipong Benjo uuwi nako ng pinas excited ka ba para sakin? malamang ang sasabihin ko na non.. OO! ganun lang yun simpleng logic na natatamad akong i explain pero ganun un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinawagan ko si GF para makausap ko cya.. la eh lungkot ang feeling eh.. eh putik pag helow... NAUBOS LOAD KO! kasi isa pa tong nagbabalak lumayo eh.. putik namang buhay to hahahahaHAHAHAHANWAHAAHAHAHAHBWAHAHAHAHAH HUHUHUHUHUHU!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko ng car... gusto ko mag tagaytay.. gusto ko mag muni muni sa palace in the sky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112981796831758243?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112981796831758243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112981796831758243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112981796831758243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112981796831758243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/adrenalin-rush.html' title='Adrenalin Rush'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112980222639260955</id><published>2005-10-20T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:57:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suddenly..</title><content type='html'>Fast and unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;never did i suspected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sudden it shook me..&lt;br /&gt;torn the very happiness in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing i can do..&lt;br /&gt;but move on.. and pray..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112980222639260955?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112980222639260955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112980222639260955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/suddenly.html' title='suddenly..'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112964641110482134</id><published>2005-10-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:40:11.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>car... again..</title><content type='html'>This is my first time to write a post in English, so please swallow your uncontrolled criticisms for a while and just read ok... har har har (english version of “hehehehe”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s nearly 4 months now since I started working here in this new company and since I’m planning to stay here for a while… and the fact that my “out of the office” work is getting quite well… maybe buying a car wont be that bad. I have been working for nearly 4 years now and the only thing I was able to buy is a BRAND NEW RICE COOKER… worth 450 pesos! I can still remember myself bringing that big box home with a huge smile thinking that I just brought something that would MYMP, and that’s two years ago! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m planning to buy one before this year ends… I hope by then the payment from my sideline was already completed, quite a long shot… but still I’m hoping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the prices of gasoline is not something to celebrate, still... being able to buy my own car even if its make was in the late 90’s, undoubtedly means that I was able to accomplish the first milestone of my working life... and I’m merely 23 years old! NOT BAD! NOT BAD AT OL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to experience the pressure of picking the right car. If I had my own car, I can go anywhere I want, I can go joyriding to the provinces, stopping over to sleep in the backseat… waking up to eat at the nearest fast-food… cursing in traffic jams… listening to music so hard that I can barely hear the outside world… exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, this may still end up as one of those loose dreams swirling around my head… Like getting thin, winning the lottery, dating Angel Locsin and the likes… Lets just hope that this dream would materialize… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s nearly April 2007… were about to open the “ceramic test tube of dreams”.. I need to act fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112964641110482134?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112964641110482134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112964641110482134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112964641110482134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112964641110482134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/car-again.html' title='car... again..'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112956748530720625</id><published>2005-10-18T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T00:44:45.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Angel</title><content type='html'>Hindi na sana ko mag post ulit ngayong day na to pero di mapigilan.. dapat I post ko itong nangyari saken para maging reminder na rin saken ang nangyari na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual, umuwi ako ng late galing sa office, dahil tinatamad pako umuwi sumama ko sa Landmark terminal kay Ann para dun na sumakay, para narin makipag kwentuhan sa kanya. So kumain kami sa Greenwich hangang 10:00 tumagal sa kwentuhan... detalye ng kinain ko.. 1 pc chicken, spag at 2 maliit na slice ng pizza... sob... tsaka 4 na kutsarang kanin.. courtesy on Ann... makasalan tong gabi na to hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, naghiwalay na kami para sumakay sa kanya kanyang sasakyan.. dahil nga past 10:00 PM na, naubusan nako ng BUS na pa Balibago sa terminal, so no choice kundi sumakay ako ng papuntang PACITA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagsakay ko ng BUS wala pa itong gaanong kalaman laman, usually pag ganito dun ako umuupo sa pinaka dulo ng BUS dun sa Animan para makatulog ako ng ayos kasi di gaanon nag sisiksikan doon. Pero ngayon.. parang tinamad pako magpunta sa likod so sa may bandang unahan nalang ako umupo.. mga  na upuan mula sa pinto ng BUS ang layo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So umalis na ang bus eventually at napuno ito.. so tulog ako buong byahe, nagising lang ako nung nag bibigay na ng ticket and nung maniningil na yung konduktor. Matagal tagal din ako nakatulog non nung biglang tumigil ung BUS, akala ko nasa PACITA na kami nun. SO medyo pikit pikit pako non, naalimpungatan ba naman ng narinig ko parang nagkakagulo na, so mulat ako kita ko yung mga tao nag mamadali palabas. Yung katabi kong magandang babae parang si flash na sumibat! ako naman tumayo agad ako, medyo groggy pa di ko alam kung anong nangyayari, iniisip ko may holdapper sa likod, may nagwawala sa likod tapos nakaamoy nako ng usok.. Putik! &lt;strong&gt;NASUSUNOG&lt;/strong&gt; yung &lt;strong&gt;BUS&lt;/strong&gt;! at mula sa likod pa! so dahil nga sa bilis sumibat nung katabi kong babae, naiwan nya yung plastic bag nyang malake, so kinuha ko tapos try ko sumingit sa nagkakagulong tao. Amoy na amoy na ang usok sa loob, medyo nakaka ubo na ng konti so nakasiksik naman ako medyo sinalya ko na ng konti yung lalakeng makulit na nagmamadali din. Eh porket yung ibang pasahero ay nasa tapat na ng pintuan, para parin silang mga kumag na ang babagal bumaba ng bus eh nagsisiksikan na nga kami sa loob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nakalabas din ako ng BUS na usok usok pa, hinahanap ko yung babaeng katabi ko, eh hindi ko naman gaano na detalyehan dahil nga tinulugan ko lang cya.. ang nakita ko lang sa kanya ay yung tuhod nya at alam ko nakasuot sya ng salamin. Winawagayway ko yung plastic bag nya para may mag clain eh wala naman.. foggy pa ang utak ko non, di ako makapaniwala na nasunog yung BUS na sinasakyan ko, wala narin akong time para magtanong kung baket nasunog, basta nasunog tapos! sakay ako ng jeep dala ko yung plastic bag, walang contact number nandun lang eh lunchbox at mga CD's na sinilip ko ngayon baka kasi may installer ng games hehehe, eh puro MP3 ang laman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So di ko na malaman kung papano isosoli ito, wala kahit konting details kahit kapuranggot wala eh. Anyway napaka swerte ko talaga at naalala ko nanaman na napakalakas talaga ng GUardian Angel ko, isipin mo nga naman ginamit nya ang aking katamaran para hindi pumwesto sa likod ng BUS, kundi nako litson na siguro ko ngayon.. kaya thankyou GOD, thankyou guardian angel... risky talaga magbyahe ngayon.. kaya dapat magpray lagi... para sa safety natin lahat diba? kasi di mo rin masasabi kung kelan ka tatamaan ng swerteng kamalasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya sa mga nakakabasa nito, mag ingat at mag pray kayo lagi ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112956748530720625?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112956748530720625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112956748530720625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112956748530720625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112956748530720625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/guardian-angel.html' title='Guardian Angel'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112955154983892396</id><published>2005-10-17T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:19:09.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^ Tudoinks</title><content type='html'>Maghapon nagtrabaho..&lt;br /&gt;Parang walang pinagbago..&lt;br /&gt;Utak ko ay nagmamarakulyo..&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa sakit ng ulo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngiti ko ay nawala na..&lt;br /&gt;Pasensya natunaw na ata..&lt;br /&gt;Lumalabas pagiging makata..&lt;br /&gt;Kahit akoy latang lata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagiisip ng kung ano ano..&lt;br /&gt;Utak ay nag aayuno..&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay litong lito..&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba ang gagawin ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumingin ako sa kalayuan..&lt;br /&gt;Kung san may mga taong naguusapan..&lt;br /&gt;Nang aking maalala..&lt;br /&gt;Ako nga palay may pipigilan pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shet ano ba to..&lt;br /&gt;Talaga ngang nakakaluko..&lt;br /&gt;Kung lagi kong ipagtatanto..&lt;br /&gt;Sa mental na ang bagsak ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isipin mo nalang ang iba..&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang mag paka siba..&lt;br /&gt;Yan ay pigilan mo..&lt;br /&gt;Kung ayaw mong may lumayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige ok payag na ako..&lt;br /&gt;Gagong konsensya to..&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong magaling mag dahilan..&lt;br /&gt;Kahit di ko naman pinakikinggan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112955154983892396?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112955154983892396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112955154983892396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112955154983892396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112955154983892396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/tudoinks.html' title='^_^ Tudoinks'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112946957744286187</id><published>2005-10-16T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:32:57.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...kasalanan</title><content type='html'>Umaga&lt;br /&gt;- bumili ako ng porkchop ni Mang Tudings dahil akoy may bisita.&lt;br /&gt;- Kumain ako.. naka isang rice ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanghalian&lt;br /&gt;- Inilibre ko ng super meal ang aking mother dear... ibinili ko ang aking bisita ng spag with chiken, tapos bumili ako ng 2 ice craze, regular yum at palabok fiesta.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meryenda&lt;br /&gt;- Umuwi ang baby sis ko kasama ang kanyang boyfriend na kasing laki ata ni AZI TauLava kaya nawala ang pa "kuya" effect ko...may pasalubong silang..malalake at masasarap na bibingka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ng maubos ang bibingka.. biglang pumasok ang aking mother dear sa kwarto at may dalang 4 na pirasong jumbo hotdog at ketchup.. nakain ko ang isa dahil nakokonsensya na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi&lt;br /&gt;- Hinatid ko na ang aking bisita pauwi sa kanilang bahay... dinalaw ko ang aking barkadang si Manulet binisita ang aking long and never seen inaanak na si Brent... pinakain ako.. sandamukal na kanin... pero nung pinahawak saken ang controls ng PS2... nalimutan ko na ang pagkain.. salamat PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang sinusulat ko to feeling kong ilabas lahat ng kinain ko mula kaninang umaga... sana magawa ko.. ccr lang ako byerz... Harry Potter Prisoner of Azkaban nga pala ngaun sa HBO... nood muna ko balik ako para magbasa ulit ng mga kung ano ano sa internetz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112946957744286187?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112946957744286187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112946957744286187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112946957744286187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112946957744286187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/kasalanan.html' title='...kasalanan'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112939831408068042</id><published>2005-10-16T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:37:43.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil spirits</title><content type='html'>.... nag reresearch ako ngayon on how to control the "evil" and guess what... lalo lang ata pinalala nung research ko eh.. badtrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Kaylangan ko siguro bumili ng motorcycle... kelangan ko mag tagaytay para pagaralan ulit ang aking sarili.. para balikan ang mga nakaraan at para ilayo ang sarili ko sa evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap nakakaasar... research pako I need more explanation and tips on how to fight this "evil"... I can fight this.. I KNOW I CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/10af17ca.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** update lang.. after this day.. I THINK I CAN CONTROL THE EVIL NA! WEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112939831408068042?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112939831408068042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112939831408068042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/evil-spirits.html' title='evil spirits'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112939578076393985</id><published>2005-10-16T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:03:03.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Forest Cake</title><content type='html'>Natapos ang week ko ng may kakaibang trip, usually ang plans ko pag friday is either gumala sa makati kasama ng aking mga ka officemates, gumala makati kasama ang aking dating ka officemates, gumala sa makati kasama ang sarili ko at gumala pauwi ng bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakaiba nangyari sakin coz, nag OT ako nung friday coz I wanna make sure that everything is ok before I leave, so I wont have to re-do things on monday (english shet) then nung nainip nako sa sarili ko umalis nako ng office at nagpunta sa Don Bosco Makati para manood ng Basketball. After a while niyaya ako ng barkada ko na mag coffee muna sa Waltermart, katapat lang cya ng Don Bosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nag withdraw muna ko ng moneyfera para mag feeling mayabang sa loob ng Starbucks, order ako ng cream based na caramel frappe.. shet ang tamis masyado.. pero cyempre hinigop ko parin lahat hanggang nagrereklamo na ung baso dahil hangin nalang ang laman nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos.. niyaya ako ng barkada kong magpunta ng Batangas.. so nasa Makati ako.. at pupunta ko ng Batangas para makiramay sa Tito nya, walang dalawang isip.. sabi ko.. "kasama sila pogi? SIGE TARA YAHOO DAAN TAYO SA MGA NAKAKATAKOT NA KALSADA!" &lt;br /&gt;So natapos ang basketball at tumuloy na kami pa Batangas, ako, si pogi, si vic sotto at si kukote boi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag KFC sa SLEX... dahil DIET nga ako.. bumili lang ako ng salad at ninamnam ang inorder kong mga dahon na nilagyan ng mayonaise... kahit naiiyak ang bituka tuwang tuwa naman ang utak dahil nagawa nyang di ako paorderin ng usual na 2pcs original kFC Chiken, mashed potato at large pepzi... asa ka nalang bituka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then derecho na kami pa Batangas, nakipagpalit ako ng pwesto kay pogi kasi gusto sa likuran ako ayaw ko sa unahan ng car.. kasi sa likod nandun ung FHM ni kukote na featured eh si Angel Locsin.. cyempre gusto ko naman titigan ang picture ng GF ko habang nabyahe diba.. tsaka dadaan kasi kami sa zigzag ng kamatayan eh sakaling may multo kaming ma kita.. wala ako sa unahan ng car para maunag makakita nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound Tripping sa byahe, System of a Down, mUzika ni Shaider atbp. Nung malapit na kami sa zigzag ng kamatayan nagsimula kaming mag kwentuhan tungkol sa mga mumu. Cyempre para mas exciting diba mas takot mas exciting mas masaya! Dahilan namin puro naman tayo mga lalake kaya ok lang dumaan sa zigzag na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag dating sa zigzag.. badtrip kasi may mga ilaw ng konti kainis.. tapos sa may part na madilim na madilim na sabi ni kukote... AYUN WALIS!! wow! nakakatakot ung nakita nya.. walis.. sobrang takot ko sa walis tinamad ako lumingon para tingnan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually nakarating din kami sa aming pupuntahan, pahinga muna sa bahay ni kukote, at nagpunta na kami sa lamay.. derecho sa tito nya para mag bigay galang... so anu na gagawin namin ngaun.. maaga pa... anu pa ba eh di namapak ng greenpeas at butong pakwan at nag pusoy DOS hangang umaga.. masaya naman yung laro namin lalo na pag todo gaguhan ang nangyayari.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas nagkayayaan na kami matulog... sa bahay nila kukote nag handa pala ng higaan ang pamilya nya.. nakakatuwa naman kasi yung higaan namin talagang ang lambot pa tsaka ang daming unan.. tabi tabi kami humiga.. dumapa... tumagilid.. bawal umutot kasi aircon yung kwarto. Usapan namin 3 nila pogi 6am gising nakami para umalis, para maaga kami makauwi. Si vic, si pogi at ako... pare pareho namin set ung celphones namin na mag alarm ng 6... at sa kakaibang pangyayari.. nagising kami ng 8am.. nagulat pa nga ako kasi pag mulat ko nasa ibang bahay nga pala ako... Usual na comment pag gising mo.. "lakas humilik ni Benjo parang may nag aararo" ok lang yun para sakin nahilik din naman sila mas cute nga lang hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag breakfast, naghilamos, at umalis na kami kala kukote... hintay ng Bus pa Buendia.. tas naalala ko.. SHET di pala ko nakapagsabi kay gf! (ng totoo..)nung nag text ako nagsosory ako, tumawag cya saken.. nasa bus pa kami nun mga 9:30 na ata, naiyak.. galit na galit kasi magdamag nagalala.. cyempre ako naman todo sorry kahit alam kong walang patutunguhan yun.. cyempre yung dalawa kong cute na kasama niloloko ako ng konti.. with support... nung nakarating ng turbina, problemistik nako dahil nga may galit na galit na tao saken.. ayoko ng feeling pag may taong galit saken.. para kong may tinik ng balyena sa lalamunan..isip ako ng isip ng gagawin.. so kahit wala pang ligo at antok na antok pa.. bumili ako ng maliit na Black Forest sa goldilocks... hiram ng bolpen at lagay ng "I'm Sorry" note sa may ribbon.. naglakad ng milya milya naghahanap ng bulaklak.. eh wala.. so.. walang ligo si ben.. antok at problemistik.. dumerecho ako sa bahay ni gf... cyempre nag bubuo nako ng script ko habang nabyahe.. tsaka ng moves kung papano sasalagin ang mga suntok hehehe. Exciting talaga! pag dating ko sa bahay nila... doorbell.. dong ding!... lumabas ung kanilang kasama sa bahay at sabi saken.. "Ay wala si Ann nag punta ng Manila" so yung script ko nilamon ko nalang bigla... tapos sabi ko.. ay ganun ba.. pakibigay nalang po ito oh, at nag bye bye at umalis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinulbit ako ni Jolibee sabi saken.. "try our Palabok and Chicken joy Benjo"... so pinagbigyan ko muna cya bago ako umuwi... pag dating ko sabahay... pasok kwarto.. palit dmit.. magdive nako sa kama ng "riiing" ang cellfone... natawag si gf.. sinagot ko at kakaiba! ayus na cya at di na galit! tantanana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya eto lang masasabi ko... pag pupunta ka ng batangas dapat may pambili ka ng black forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.caribuy.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/blackforest_lg.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang haba... di muna ko mag blog ng 3 buwan. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112939578076393985?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112939578076393985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112939578076393985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112939578076393985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112939578076393985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/black-forest-cake.html' title='Black Forest Cake'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112920962036416753</id><published>2005-10-13T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:20:20.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weekz and counting</title><content type='html'>OI OI OI OI!!! 2 weeks na akong di nakain ng RICE..(sa umaga lang) at habang sinusulat ko to ay may isang kalderong kanin sa may kusina na kumakatok katok sa aking puso.. pero sorry ka nalang RICE dahil akoy sawa na sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super water theraphy ang nangyari saken kanina, yun kasing isang litrong lipton green tea na naubos ko kahapon ay pinuno ko ng tubig. Halos manakit na balakang ko sa kahihintay mapuno yung bote. At ng mapuno.. extra challenge na! hindi ako nakakain ng lunch (skyflakez) gaano dahil sa sobrang busog sa tubig.. hindi ko naman sinasadyang ganun. Ang kaso mo nga lang pag tumungga ka sa boteng litro mabilis ang agos ng tubig kaya yun madami ako naiinom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero masmalakas parin mag pa CR ang Greentea dahil sa tubig 1 beses lang ako napa jinglebelz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakuha ko napala ang payslip ko kanina... at dahil dito nadagdagan ng panibagong drama ang buhay ko. Di ko nalang dedetalye nakakalungkot eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday bukas, anu naman kaya ang mangyayari sa buhay ko bukas.. excited ako masaya to hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO NGA PALA! dahil sa pagdiet ko nakatipid ako sa gastusin at eto nakabili ako ng INTERNET CARD tantanana! astig!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112920962036416753?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112920962036416753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112920962036416753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112920962036416753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112920962036416753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/2-weekz-and-counting.html' title='2 weekz and counting'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112918163943364348</id><published>2005-10-13T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T13:33:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candle Light</title><content type='html'>Lit a fire my love... enlighten my depressed day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/firelady_small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full image size - &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/firelady.jpg"&gt;Click Here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112918163943364348?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112918163943364348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112918163943364348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112918163943364348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112918163943364348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/candle-light.html' title='Candle Light'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112917320918454358</id><published>2005-10-13T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T11:13:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Friend ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://usera.imagecave.com/br1an23/dorky8hx.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read her lips: " I LOVE YOU BENJOOOOOOOAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112917320918454358?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112917320918454358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112917320918454358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112917320918454358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112917320918454358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/girl-friend-ko.html' title='Girl Friend ko'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112912930186744145</id><published>2005-10-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:01:41.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nabuburyong na utak</title><content type='html'>Maghapon na work, like always late parin ako kanina, lumaklak ng isang litrong lipton green tea, mag OT sana kaso nung nalaman ko na ako nalang mag-isa ang matitira sa office sumabay nako umuwi.. dahil ayoko mag dagdag sa "Nginig" ng bagong episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag uwi ko sa bahay, may tinawagan agad ako sa phone, maghapon kaming di nagkausap dahil sinusuka ng cellphone na gamit ko ngayon ang sun cellular na sim... una hindi nagsasalita.. kala ko galit.. un pala busy nanonood ng telenovela. Kamustahan, chikahan.. then napunta sa kwentuhan na medyo seryoso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumawag si tita nya.. pinapipili kung itutuloy pa nya ang studies nya (second course) or yung ipapadalang pera ay ipang gagastos pamasahe... papunta ng Japan, para dun tumira kasama ng tita nya... pinili.. Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyempre initial reaksyon... tahimik... tinanong ko bat ngayon lang naikwento saakin, di cya kumibo. Naiintindihan ko naman yon, cyempre para sa sarili at sa pamilya nya yung gagawin nya eh. Pero cyempre malungkot.. minsan na ngalang kayo magkita tapos biglang ganun pa ang mangyayari. medyo nakakainis din pala kung alam mong maraming makakabasa ng blog mo.. mahirap mag detalye, hehehe di mo rin mailabas lahat ng nararamdaman mo.. iuutot ko nlang siguro to bukas ng umaga ;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na mimiss ko tuloy mga "kamag anak" ko... Mark alam ko super busy ka sa career mo, Mela isa ka pa... batman ka narin.. Joyce... kelangan ko ang experience mo.. Ara, gusto kong tumawa.. Brian, gusto ko ng ka joyride.. masarap magpunta sa may tabing dagat ngayon diba? malakas ang hangin sigurado.. sarap tumambay don.. at ang pinakamamahal kong dingding(wall)... namimiss kong butasin at wasakin ang iyong mukha pag ako ay na dedeliryo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na to matutulog nako...dami ko pang trabaho bukas. At least hindi ako ngayon nakain dahil sa depression.. diet eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112912930186744145?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112912930186744145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112912930186744145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112912930186744145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112912930186744145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/nabuburyong-na-utak.html' title='Nabuburyong na utak'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112895176735579291</id><published>2005-10-10T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T21:42:47.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes na nagpatawa saakin ngaung gabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Joke 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Bakit patay ang buhok sa kili-kili?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ikaw man ang lumagay sa lugar nila, gugustuhin mo pa bang mabuhay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joke 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor to Mental patient.&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Magaling kana! Sinagip mo ang kaibigan mong nalulunod. Kaya lang nagbigti sya sa CR.&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Hindi po Doc, sinabit ko siya dun para matuyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joke 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: Tol amoy tinapay ka ah!&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: Talaga? anong tinapay?&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: PUTOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang, mababaw kaligayahan ko eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112895176735579291?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112895176735579291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112895176735579291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112895176735579291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112895176735579291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/jokes-na-nagpatawa-saakin-ngaung-gabi.html' title='Jokes na nagpatawa saakin ngaung gabi'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112887382509178480</id><published>2005-10-10T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:03:45.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning daw ng name ko..</title><content type='html'>Curious kaya sinubukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben joseph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having confidence in yourself and integrity &lt;strong&gt;you have your emotions under control and are rarely ruffled. You have a quiet and reflective manner&lt;/strong&gt; and are responsive to the needs of others giving you the ability to be a mediator. &lt;strong&gt;You are extremely successful in the material world being organised&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;financially astute and pursuing realistic goals&lt;/strong&gt;. Your caring attitude and compassion certainly makes you a loved individual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung mga naka bold.. sa tingin ko.. hindi totoo hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112887382509178480?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/feeds/112887382509178480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435178&amp;postID=112887382509178480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112887382509178480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112887382509178480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/meaning-daw-ng-name-ko_09.html' title='Meaning daw ng name ko..'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435178.post-112875412481397214</id><published>2005-10-08T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T14:48:44.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>1 week nakong ganito, parang masayang nakakainis ang pakiramdam ko.. para akong nahihibang.. shet ayoko neto.. MASAMANG ISPIRITU LAYUAN MO AKOHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435178-112875412481397214?l=somethingundefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112875412481397214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435178/posts/default/112875412481397214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingundefined.blogspot.com/2005/10/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Basco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01703407326135577114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/neovenjo/me.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
