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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EDSH48eCp7ImA9WhRaFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:14:39.070+08:00</updated><category term="eagles" /><category term="hobbies" /><category term="pc" /><category term="jeff dunham" /><category term="activity" /><category term="funny" /><category term="news" /><category term="restaurant" /><category term="web" /><category term="asus eee pc" /><category term="gadgets" /><category term="DIY" /><category term="beach" /><category term="wedding" /><category term="event" /><category term="glorietta" /><category term="dvd" /><category term="lyrics" /><category term="the acoustic song" /><category term="fuchsiang pag-ibig" /><category term="personal. wedding" /><category term="your guardian angel" /><category term="Rappelz" /><category term="sports" /><category term="new year" /><category term="high school" /><category term="video" /><category term="cmv" /><category term="windows" /><category term="lifhacker.com" /><category term="singapore" /><category term="wakeboarding" /><category term="chuck norris" /><category term="guitar" /><category term="Matabungkay" /><category term="outing" /><category term="the red jumpsuit apparatus" /><category term="sm north" /><category term="laptop" /><category term="net-25" /><category term="linux" /><category term="final fantasy 7" /><category term="tech" /><category term="gadget design" /><category term="birthday" /><category term="personal" /><category term="condom" /><category term="trinoma" /><category term="ragnarok" /><category term="mall of asia" /><category term="Gunslinger" /><category term="robinsons galleria" /><category term="transformers" /><category term="tagaytay" /><category term="reunion" /><category term="rants" /><category term="music" /><category term="games" /><category term="Judea" /><category term="AnimaRO" /><category term="website" /><category term="weekend" /><category term="blog" /><category term="bubble tea" /><category term="Welcome" /><category term="ps2" /><category term="wishlist" /><category term="movie" /><category term="youtube. achmed" /><category term="photo" /><category term="makati" /><category term="Asura" /><category term="on the run" /><category term="anniversary" /><category term="crisis core" /><category term="silent sanctuary" /><category term="mac" /><category term="psp" /><category term="god of war" /><category term="sentiments" /><category term="magic the gathering" /><category term="baileys" /><title>Anything under the blanket</title><subtitle type="html">just some random thoughts that comes to my mind before I sleep... ;)</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AnythingUnderTheBlanket" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="anythingundertheblanket" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EGRX86cSp7ImA9WxRWF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-7246369114554831092</id><published>2008-11-04T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:27:04.119+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-04T10:27:04.119+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>Notice to the Public</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As you may already have noticed... I'm in a long hiatus mode here in Blogger. I'm currently updating, posting new contents, alive and kicking on my &lt;a href="http://papijare.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply page&lt;/a&gt;. Please do drop by there, add me if you want, comment if you dare. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take note though that majority of my blog posts there are in Tagalog. Proudly Pinoy! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In addition, I might transfer to a different provider, the paid one, and get my own domain name. So, watch out for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the mean time, zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7085805942828719719-7246369114554831092?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/7246369114554831092/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=7246369114554831092" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7246369114554831092?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7246369114554831092?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/11/notice-to-public.html" title="Notice to the Public" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUICSHo8eip7ImA9WxdUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-5073682799420708382</id><published>2008-07-29T04:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:59:29.472+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-29T22:59:29.472+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>byahe</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakasakay ako ngayon sa bus papunta sa agency na nag-aasikaso ng mga papeles ko papuntang Malaysia. Siksikan, madami kasing papasok na mga estudyante at empleyado,  pero buti na lang nakaupo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naglalayag ang isip ko kanina habang nakatingin sa labas ng bintana. Di alintana yung tulo-laway ng tulog na mama sa tabi ko. Naisip ko na lang na mag-sulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko lang  na malapit na nga akong umalis pero parang ang dami ko pang gagawin: mga turn-over docs at clearance sa opisina, SSS ID, Pag-ibig, mag-e-empake, gawan ng pc how-to ang kapatid ko, maglinis ng PC sa bahay at mga gamit galing sa opisina, bumawi sa gf ko dahil sa pagtrabaho ko nung huling sabado imbes na quality time namen, kumain ng mga pagkain na baka wala doon (priorities...lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang lugar sa akin ngayon para ma-excite o mag-alala sa daming isipin.  Gaya ng nakagawian, bahala na si Batman. Di ko pa nga pala napanood ung Dark Knight tsaka Wanted! Demet! Mag-cutting office kaya ako ngayon? Kaso baka batukan ako ni Ron pag nalaman nya. Olats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan nagising si manong, nagpunas na. Lapit na rin akong bumaba. Kaya ito na lang muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted via E71. (Gusto ko lang talaga magyabang ng bagong phone kaya ako nagpost...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-5073682799420708382?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/5073682799420708382/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=5073682799420708382" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/5073682799420708382?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/5073682799420708382?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/07/byahe.html" title="byahe" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUER308fSp7ImA9WxdUEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-7306893064937775441</id><published>2008-07-27T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:16:46.375+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-27T22:16:46.375+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title>palengekera</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bakit ba may mga taong kung magsalita eh parang nagtitinda ng isda sa palengke? Simpleng bagay na kelangang sabihin, kailangan pang isigaw, at meron namang iba na may kasama pang high-pitched na hagikgik. Nakakirita...nakaka-hayblad, lalo na kung nasa gitna ka ng pag-iisip o pagninilay-nilay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, habang naka-sakay ako sa jeep pauwi, may mga nakasabay akong grupo ng mga babae at lalake. Palagay ko may pagka-bisaya sila base sa pananalita nila. Sobrang sigaw ng sigaw yung babae habang pinag-t-tripan nya yung kasama nilang mga lalake na nakasabit. Sigaw na madalas mong maririnig sa palengke. Bakit ba kung kelan ko naiwan yung ipod ko eh tsaka ko pa sya nakasabay? Malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsawa na rin kase ako sa ingay ng isang spesipikong tao sa opisina na lahat na lang ata ng bagay na makita nya eh hinahagikgikan. Uy Baso! Hihihih... Uy Upuan! Hihihih... Walang pakielam sa mga taong nakapaligid sa kanya na kelangang mag-isip. Di pa makaramdam, o sadyang walang pakielam. Sa araw-araw na ipinasok ko, at pati sabado't linggo, anjan sya, humahagikgik ng high-pitched. Lagpas sa decibels na kaya ng tenga namin ng mga kasama ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarap tapalan ng tissue na basang-basa ng alcohol para ma-disinfect ang mga bacteria na nagpapakati sa bibig nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masama ako. Oo, alam ko.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-7306893064937775441?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/7306893064937775441/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=7306893064937775441" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7306893064937775441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7306893064937775441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/07/palengekera.html" title="palengekera" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMBQn05eCp7ImA9WxdVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-423136446732215983</id><published>2008-07-15T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:50:53.320+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-15T22:50:53.320+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>kalahating buwan</title><content type="html">Ganito pala ang pakiramdam ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalungkot habang lumalapit ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatakot habang paparating ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kakayanin ko to ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pers taym ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahala na ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Batman ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/dog.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-423136446732215983?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/423136446732215983/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=423136446732215983" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/423136446732215983?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/423136446732215983?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/07/kalahating-buwan.html" title="kalahating buwan" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUNQnYyfyp7ImA9WxdVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-1153652520459030697</id><published>2008-07-09T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:48:13.897+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-15T22:48:13.897+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title>basa sa dura</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ano bang meron sa laway ng mga taong mahilig dumura kung saan-saan? Na-p-panis na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan mo na ba na habang naglalakad ka sa sidewalk, eh biglang dudura yung taong naglalakad sa unahan mo, at sa mismong nilalakaran mo pa? Eh pano kung tinamaan pa ng dura nya ang sapatos o pantalon mo? Pano kung may kakatwang kulay pa yun? Pasintabi lamang po sa mga nag-mi-midnayt snak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko ma-gets kung bakit di maiwasan ng karamihan ng mga Pinoy, lalo na ang mga lalake, na dumura na lang kung saan-saan. Ano bang meron sa laway nila at hindi nila yun malunok? Sa kanila rin naman galing yun. O kaya naman eh dumura na lang sa lugar na hindi dinadaanan ng tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ang simpleng pagdura ay di mapigilan ng mga Pinoy, ano pa kaya ang pag-ihi? karamihan talaga ng mga Pinoy ngayon, nawawalan na ng disiplina, wala nang pakialam. Di ko na lang itutuloy ito, puro kababuyan na lang naman ang magiging laman nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kung sino ka mang hayup ka na dumura sa nilalakaran ko at tinamaan ang pantalon ko, at dinedma mo lang ang pag-(&amp;amp;*#@$*(# ko sa yo, magising ka sana bukas ng umaga ng basa sa dura!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-1153652520459030697?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/1153652520459030697/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=1153652520459030697" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1153652520459030697?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1153652520459030697?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/07/basa-sa-dura.html" title="basa sa dura" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYHQX8-eyp7ImA9WxdVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-9011417005772264218</id><published>2008-07-06T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:45:30.153+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-15T22:45:30.153+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>banal na papi .. hee hee hee hee</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"By the sweat of your brow, you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return." - Genesis 3:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa oras na binasa ng ministrong nangangaral nung pagsamba nitong umaga ang talatang iyan.. hinde, hinde ako nag-nosebleed dahil ingles sya.. naintindihan ko agad, in peyrnes, na para sa akin ang aral na ituturo ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming agam-agam ang nasasaisip ko nitong mga nakalipas na araw. Halu-halong emosyon ang aking nararamdaman sa mga desisyong ginawa ko nitong nakaraan. Pero dahil sa leksyon nitong umaga sa pagsamba, parang nawala lahat. Gumaan ang pakiramdam ko, di naiwasang pumatak ang luha habang nananalangin. Napakagaan ng pakiramdam, parang lahat ng problema at responsibilidad ay tinanggal mula sa aking mga balikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat." - 2 Thessalonians 3:10 (King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;5&lt;/span&gt;Slaves, obey your earthly masters with respect and fear, and with sincerity of heart, just as you would obey Christ. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;Obey them not only to win their favor when their eye is on you, but like slaves of Christ, doing the will of God from your heart. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not men, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;because you know that the Lord will reward everyone for whatever good he does, whether he is slave or free." - Ephesians 6:5-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumatak sa isip ko ang mga talatang iyan. Para bang sinasabi sa akin na tama ang desisyong aking ginawa. At wala akong dapat ipag-alala o pagsisihan man lang. May mga tao man akong matatapakan o maiiwanan, may mga sakripisyo mang kailangang gawin, ito ay di para sa ikalulugod ng tao, kundi para sa ikalulugod ng Panginoon.Batid kong tinutupad ko lang ang aking mga tungkulin di lamang sa mga mahal ko sa buhay, kundi pati sa Diyos na lumikha sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ako ganun kabanal. Madadagdagan ang kasalanan ko kung sasabihin kong wala akong mga kasalanang ginawa. Pero sa mga oras na ito, ramdam ko na pinapanood at ginagabayan ako ng Panginoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga taong di sanay sa mga ganitong pinagsasabi ko, wag kayong mag-alala .. pare-pareho tayo.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-9011417005772264218?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/9011417005772264218/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=9011417005772264218" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/9011417005772264218?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/9011417005772264218?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/07/banal-na-papi-hee-hee-hee-hee_06.html" title="banal na papi .. hee hee hee hee" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIAQHwyfyp7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-6100618469941641752</id><published>2008-06-28T06:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:42:21.297+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:42:21.297+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title>user-friendly</title><content type="html">&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sinubukan kong hanapin sa Internet kung sino o kung saan nagsimula ang paggamit ng katagang ito para itangi ang mga taong Manggagamit. Sinubukan ko ring alamin kung kasama ba ito sa mga pinausong gay lingo ng mga dugong-berde. Pero chaka, wala akong nakitang chenes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Kung sa teknikal na aspeto, pinauso ito ng kumpanyang Microsoft, sa pagkakaalam ko, para sa kanilang produktong Windows Operating System. “Microsoft Windows is User-Friendly”, yan ang deskripsyon ng produckto nila na kung iintindihin mo sa ibang pananaw eh: “Manggagamit ang Microsoft”. Kung fanboy ka ng ibang OS, sigurado sasang-ayon ka sa akin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marami akong kilalang mga “user-friendly” na tao, itago na lang siguro natin ang ilan sa codename na “Mga Kapitbahay” para proteksyunan ang makasarili nilang pagkatao. Anjan sila kapag may kelangan sa inyo: heheram o hihingi ng mga gamit, makikipag-tsismisan para kumuha ng latest chika, magpapaalaga ng anak, at kung anu-ano pa. Pero kapag may hiningi kang pabor sa kanila, ayun tulog. Ultimo obligasyong alam naman nilang kelangang gawin para sa komunidad, ayun tulog. Sarap buhusan ng kumukulong tubig para magising, kaso sayang ang tubig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Para po sa inyong kaalaman, ang aming tahanan ay hindi daycare center, call center, Toby’s, bigasan, karinderya, tindahan, banko, bookstore, hardware, 7-11 o Ministop, at lalong hindi Malacanang. Sana pinatakbo ko na lang bilang Pangulo ang tatay o nanay ko para maturing kaming first family at ma-obligang magpakitang-tao na tulungan kayo. Tapos ay pupunta sa ibang bansa para sabihing gumagawa ng paraan para mapadali ang buhay nyo. Sabay golf. Ayun! Ayos!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Hindi naman po sa nagdadamot o nagiging makasarili kame, ang problema kase ay umaabuso na kayo. Ang nais ko lang naman sanang iparating sa inyo ay: “Mga demet, magsi-ayos kayo! Di araw-araw pasko!”. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-6100618469941641752?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/6100618469941641752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=6100618469941641752" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/6100618469941641752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/6100618469941641752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/06/user-friendly.html" title="user-friendly" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAFR3k9eyp7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-4268580411170176055</id><published>2008-05-31T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:28:36.763+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:28:36.763+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>Series of unfortunate events</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm quite sure that you've already seen or heard Jim Carey's movie or probably the children's book of the same title. Unfortunately, I have experienced such this week. This is my first official work week in Cyber Gate 2 in Mandaluyong. I hope this doesn't mean anything or is it a sign that I have to transfer? *hint* *hint* lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;This may be uninteresting for you but I just felt like sharing them cause it's the first time for me to experience consecutive "misfortunes". And, I don't have a blog entry for a couple of days now. lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here it goes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday: &lt;/strong&gt;Had to do some work. Enough said. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: Bige bought some groceries, including 5 kilos of rice. On the way home, rain suddenly poured. We weren't expecting that there will be flood in Monumento though. Unfortunately, we were wrong. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: I was not feeling well and a technical problem occurred while I was riding the MRT. It was only a station away from where I rode. So, all the passengers were requested to disembark and transfer to the next train. As expected, due to the number of waiting passengers, pushing to ride the train was inevitable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: I got sick but still have to work. And aside from that, I had some sort of scary nightmare which kept me awake for a couple of minutes. I consider this unfortunate as I get somewhat scared just by that. Quite embarassing but true. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: The zipper of my office pants had a problem. This happened when I was already in the office, early in the morning, and I'm not wearing a barong (so that it can be covered at least). So, wearing a long-sleeved polo means that I am supposed to tuck my polo in. But I can't. I ended up spending some strenous time fixing it in the comfort room and buying a new pants during lunch. Whew.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: Good thing nothing much happened that day. I just realized that my 3rd year in Accenture falls on the 13th of June - Friday the 13th. Not really unfortunate, but is it a sign? Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: Nothing bad happened. Good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-4268580411170176055?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/4268580411170176055/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=4268580411170176055" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/4268580411170176055?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/4268580411170176055?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/05/series-of-unfortunate-events.html" title="Series of unfortunate events" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIFRXk4eip7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-9177538870331659448</id><published>2008-05-01T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:25:14.732+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:25:14.732+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title>PUJ facts based on experience</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my &lt;a href="http://papijare.multiply.com/journal/item/113/MRT_facts_based_on_experience"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;, I have enumerated a few facts that I know of/have experienced when riding the MRT. Now, it's the PUJs turn on the spotlight. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeepney"&gt;PUJs, commonly known as jeepneys (Public Utility Jeepneys)&lt;/a&gt;, is the main mode of transportation of the Filipinos, may it be in the provinces or in the city. It suits the lifestyle of the common masses because of the cheap fare which can bring them to places. But just like the MRT, there are several not-so-good stuff that I can share about the jeepneys. Here are some of them that I can think of...for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Expandable.&lt;/span&gt; Just like the MRT, PUJs redefine the definition of space. The barkers, and the drivers alike, will tell the passengers that there is enough room for one more even if all that could fit there is a fraction of the passenger's butt. They could have fitted 7 persons on each side for example, but when there are "healthy" passengers that occupies more than what they pay for (no offense meant), the drivers/barkers still insist on putting 7 people on that side. Some of their most common lines are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "Usog-usog na lang po tayo sa kanan/kaliwa, para makaalis na kayo. Di to aalis hanggang di puno."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "Upong 7.50 lang ho tayo jan oh."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "Dyan ho sa kanan/kaliwa, pituhan ho yan, anim pa lang kayo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Waiting Sheds with Wheels ala Pimp my Ride.&lt;/span&gt; Most PUJ drivers spend more than a minute or two at one location waiting for passengers, especially in places where there is a large volume of people. They don't even bother if their passengers are in a hurry. To hell with "it's my job, I have to get passengers". I've already posted about this &lt;a href="http://papijare.multiply.com/journal/item/105/jeepney_at_bus_driver_swapang"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, it really got into my nerves that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. God Knows Hudas Not Pay.&lt;/span&gt; You often see this hanging inside the PUJs whose goal is to touch the conscience of passengers that doesn't pay (commonly known as 1..2..3). BUT, there are several drivers who doesn't even give the change back unless you tell them so a number of times. This happens mostly on small changes. But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Smoke Belchers, Inside and Out.&lt;/span&gt; We are already used to smoke belching PUJs. What irritates me are drivers who smoke while driving. Not all passengers smoke, and I'm one of them. So, it gets annoying inhaling second-hand smoke on a public vehicle. If I'm not mistaken, there's already a law that prohibits smoking in a public vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. ala MRT, stops at all stations.&lt;/span&gt; I hate this most of all. The drivers stop at all the people they see standing at the roadside, wait for a couple of seconds hoping that these people will change their mind and ride their jeepney. They even stop at guys peeing on the wall. Demet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-9177538870331659448?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/9177538870331659448/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=9177538870331659448" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/9177538870331659448?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/9177538870331659448?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/05/puj-facts-based-on-experience.html" title="PUJ facts based on experience" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYMRng9eyp7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-6614596265660613073</id><published>2008-04-21T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:19:47.663+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:19:47.663+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title>MRT facts based on experience</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manila_Metro_Rail_Transit_System"&gt;MRT (Metro Rail Transit)&lt;/a&gt; is already a part of many Filipino commuters' life, may it be students, employees, even for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el gimikeros &lt;/span&gt;and the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wala langs. &lt;/span&gt;Without it, EDSA will be infested with a lurge number of vehicles, causing more traffic. Just imagine how hard it was to commute before the MRT was constructed plus the fact that the number of employees and students increase yearly. But despite the benefits that the MRT has provided to most of us, some piss-ful things has to be discovered. Allow me to share some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Makes you hottah.&lt;/span&gt; Most of the time, during rush hour, the air conditioner of the trains are set to fan, making the trains a moving oven. Put global warming into consideration.. Hottah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Prepares you for the next game.&lt;/span&gt; Also, during rush hour, you've got to apply your basketball skills and talents to be able to ride the train immediately, granted that it's not yet full. You've got to "box-out" to be able to push yourself in. Some people enjoy this scenario. They even joke about it. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. It gives a new definition to FULL.&lt;/span&gt; A tiny visible space can still be occupied by a person or two. It doesn't matter if they are already kissing the doors or "exchanging faces" with the other passengers. As long as there's space... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MALUWAG PA!!! DUN PA SA GITNA OH!!!&lt;/span&gt;" Well, it doesn't only apply to the MRT, but also to PUJ's and buses. This leads to number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Makes you water-proof and smell-proof ala Boysen.&lt;/span&gt; These times when perfumes and/or towelettes are your best pals. Sweat dripping over your arms. Not yours by the way. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Women passengers are Spartans.&lt;/span&gt; Fortunately, the trains now are divided for the males and females, reducing the risks for women to get harassed. Still, there are those who are courageous enough to ride the men's train during rush hour. Too courageous that they push harder than men. Us men can't just push back since they are women. The worst part, they are the ones who easliy gets mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Provides live shows.&lt;/span&gt; Some passengers literally hugs the vertical rails, preventing the other passengers from holding onto the rails. Thus, I name them: pole-huggers or pole-dancers. If you insist on holding to the rails, they'll stare at you as if wondering why you're disturbing their precious moment with the pole. They even sway to the beat of the trains movement. &lt;a href="http://www.roncastry.com/"&gt;Ron&lt;/a&gt;, you're exempted here. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. You are Atlas.&lt;/span&gt; If you are very unfortunate to be in the rushing crowd and, at the same time, the pole-dancers and huggers are in that same train but was still able to hold onto the hand-rail, most probably you'll be Atlas. How? All of the other passengers who were not able to hold onto a hand-rail will depend on you to keep their balance. Take note, it's not a single passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Where's the train? &lt;/span&gt;Most of the time, the interval between two trains is so long that the crowd starts to pile-up leading to all of the problems above. Also, there are Skip Trains. These empty trains don't stop at one station and stops on the next. This allow the passengers in the next station to ride. I see it as a short-term solution. IMO, constant interval between the trains will prevent the crowd from piling-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sure that there's more. Let me know if you have your own piss-ful experience/s. I'll add them up in the list.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-6614596265660613073?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/6614596265660613073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=6614596265660613073" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/6614596265660613073?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/6614596265660613073?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/04/mrt-facts-based-on-experience.html" title="MRT facts based on experience" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcGQH8_fCp7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-1630055562092771060</id><published>2008-04-15T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:33:41.144+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:33:41.144+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>me on composing stuff .. need your opinion ..</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of words, melodies, and guitar riffs are infesting my brain lately. Just a couple of weeks ago, I've started composing songs. "Songs" cause I've already done 2. Ok. Ok. One and a half, the first one is only half-done. Anyway, as I've said, I've already started composing songs. At first, I thought it was as easy as thinking of words, adding melody to it, add the instruments, and voila! But, it wasn't as simple as that. Writing the words is easy, but writing stuff with, if not lots of, sense is hard. There really are lots of words playing in my mind right now, I'm not quite sure how I could come up with something meaningful with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered the &lt;a href="http://poetry.com/Publications/display.asp?ID=P3136895&amp;amp;BN=999&amp;amp;PN=1"&gt;first and last poem&lt;/a&gt; I've submitted in &lt;a href="http://www.poetry.com/"&gt;Poetry.com&lt;/a&gt; way way back. I've submitted a poem hoping for a shot at a prize, a thousand dollars if I remember it correctly. They sent me a mail that my poem actually was included in the Semi-finals. After that, none. I'm not really sure if they actually included it in the book they published as they said. Lots of typos by the way. Hehe. I wasn't really expecting something from the poem anyway, but I was glad when they sent me the mail. I know I'm not as talented in writing as &lt;a href="http://smallroom.recyg.com/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.roncastry.com/"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt;, but heck, that's worth a shot back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to me "composing" songs. I want to ask for your opinion, comment, suggestion, whatever on the song I've written. Criticisms are also welcome. C'mon! Let's be honest here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the recording once polishing and actual recording is done (calling the band members, especially the &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/sheinavenue"&gt;vox&lt;/a&gt;). I don't want to post the rough recording with me singing, God didn't gave me that talent. Poor Me. Hehe. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;I, I am looking at you&lt;br /&gt;As you walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;You left me on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;And the life I thought was our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;I made you my everything&lt;br /&gt;When you gave your self to me.&lt;br /&gt;But now you're gone, I'm all alone,&lt;br /&gt;My life is yet to be freed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;It's time to put the past behind&lt;br /&gt;And that includes all my memories of you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to build the life I once had&lt;br /&gt;Just before I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;How will I ever forget&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights, I didn't regret&lt;br /&gt;But today my heart just says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your lame excuses&lt;br /&gt;For leaving me behind&lt;br /&gt;There's no reason for me to feel you&lt;br /&gt;Cause right now I'm feeling numb inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-1630055562092771060?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/1630055562092771060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=1630055562092771060" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1630055562092771060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1630055562092771060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-on-composing-stuff-need-your-opinion.html" title="me on composing stuff .. need your opinion .." /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcDRX86fSp7ImA9WxZVFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-8396229636959190290</id><published>2008-03-20T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:21:14.115+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-27T21:21:14.115+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crisis core" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="final fantasy 7" /><title>The Fantasy's here ..</title><content type="html">Alas! The US version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crisiscore.com/"&gt;Final Fantasy: Crisis Core&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is finally here! The Japanese version was released late last year which made lots of people buy the gaming console (PSP). After the long wait, FF fans will once again waste their exercise, sleeping, eating, working, studying time just to play (No, I'm not one of them .. nuninu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.8% and counting ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! I have to finish &lt;a href="http://www.wildarmsxf.com/"&gt;Wild Arms XF&lt;/a&gt; ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the game (story) in like 20 hours or less. Incomplete though, I missed Cactuar! Darn! I have to play it again to really complete it.. All I can say is that the story is amazing. If you've played and watched FF7 (PS1) and Avent Children, then this installment is a must.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-8396229636959190290?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/8396229636959190290/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=8396229636959190290" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/8396229636959190290?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/8396229636959190290?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/03/fantasy-here.html" title="The Fantasy&amp;#39;s here .." /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYMR3gzcCp7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-835510030549806777</id><published>2008-03-09T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:36:26.688+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:36:26.688+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tech" /><title>PC + OSX = pain in the arse ..</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hAfter 5 grueling hours, I'm already done installing the hacked OS X, better known as Hackintosh, in my PC and I'm posting this through Safari. Woot! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyapps.com/"&gt;DailyApps&lt;/a&gt; said that Hackintosh can be installed in one step, but didn't mention how long that step would be. The installation had too many problems. Unfortunately, I only have one available unit here at home. So, every time I encounter an installation problem, I have to re-connect my Windows Hard Disk to find the solution in the Internet. My patience almost wore off. But at last, it's over. I hope every hardware will work perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ron, better give me a walkthrough on this on Monday. It's kinda hard to adjust with the shortcut keys. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-835510030549806777?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/835510030549806777/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=835510030549806777" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/835510030549806777?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/835510030549806777?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/03/pc-osx-pain-in-arse.html" title="PC + OSX = pain in the arse .." /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCRnY9eCp7ImA9WxZXGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-3123134707593288055</id><published>2008-03-07T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:12:47.860+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-08T00:12:47.860+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="god of war" /><title>God Be With You</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The long wait has finally come to an end .. Well, if you're a gamer that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 4, 2008 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.us.playstation.com/godofwar_chainsofolympus/"&gt;God of War: Chain Of Olympus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the PSP has been released. And of course, yours truly has again monitored its release to the excited public .. Torrents that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chain of Olympus is a prequel of God of War 1 and 2 for the PS2. I assume you already know what the game is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is just 7 hours long (Normal Mode), assuming you won't die that often. Personally, it's too short for the long wait. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bitin&lt;/span&gt; in that sense. Well, at least I could sleep on time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildarmsxf.com/"&gt;Wild Arms XF&lt;/a&gt; (March 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crisiscore.com/"&gt;Final Fantasy: Crisis Core&lt;/a&gt; (March 28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-3123134707593288055?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/3123134707593288055/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=3123134707593288055" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/3123134707593288055?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/3123134707593288055?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-be-with-you.html" title="God Be With You" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MEQX0-fCp7ImA9WxZQGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-3504001602874888728</id><published>2008-02-24T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:10:00.354+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-24T19:10:00.354+08:00</app:edited><title>the cute stuff</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been so long since I last posted an entry to my blog .. guess I could credit it to writer's block .. I'm not a good writer but, yeah, I do encounter that too .. a lot ..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I was reading the maiden issue of &lt;a href="http://playgroundmag.multiply.com/"&gt;Playground magazine&lt;/a&gt;, a local cross-platform gaming mag (hurrah!), and they featured one multiply page where the owner, oh owners, of the page create miniatures of different stuff, such as: guitars, gaming consoles, cameras, etc., and .. they are made out of clay .. Dang, I just can't get over that weakness in cute little stuff ..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To learn more about the "cute" stuff, visit &lt;a href="http://microminds.multiply.com"&gt;http://microminds.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-3504001602874888728?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/3504001602874888728/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=3504001602874888728" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/3504001602874888728?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/3504001602874888728?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/02/cute-stuff.html" title="the cute stuff" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYBQ3k7eyp7ImA9WxZSE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-1422159527150155368</id><published>2008-01-26T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:59:12.703+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-26T23:59:12.703+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="web" /><title>Web: Do's and Don'ts with Babies</title><content type="html">This made my night (night web surfing that is), after seeing the image of &lt;a href="http://www.mysiquijor.com/MagicSaintRita.html" target="_new"&gt;Sta Rita de Cascia's creepy eyes&lt;/a&gt; (no offense meant) from &lt;a href="http://www.roncastry.com/2008/01/23/sta-rita-de-cascia/" target="_new"&gt;Ron's post&lt;/a&gt;... darn... it gave me the chills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/Nitro2k/R5iK0eNSvkI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/oUQGTt0DMLY/s400/1016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.c00lstuff.com/1133/Do_s_and_don_ts_with_babies/" target="_new"&gt;See more of this Do's and Don'ts by clicking this link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-1422159527150155368?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/1422159527150155368/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=1422159527150155368" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1422159527150155368?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1422159527150155368?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/01/web-dos-and-donts-with-babies.html" title="Web: Do's and Don'ts with Babies" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEMQH4yfyp7ImA9WxZSEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-8561234839544031</id><published>2008-01-22T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:11:21.097+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-22T23:11:21.097+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>jeepney at bus driver = swapang</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Di ba nila naisip na hindi lang sila ang naghahanap-buhay, pagod, at puyat!? Di sapat na dahilan ang naghahanap-buhay para mag-swapang at mag-abang ng pasahero ng mahigit 20 minuto sa lugar na hindi naman terminal! Masaklap pa sa lahat, sa loob ng 20 minutong pag-aantay, wala pang 3 ang sumakay! Panibagong abang na naman! Araw-araw ganto na lang parati. Kung matanggal sa trabaho ang pasahero nila dahil nahuli sa pagpasok kahit sobrang aga na nyang umalis, masasabi ba nyang kasalanan ng driver dahil nag-s-swapang yung driver na yun!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga shet sila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Burnout*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-8561234839544031?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/8561234839544031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=8561234839544031" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/8561234839544031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/8561234839544031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/01/jeepney-at-bus-driver-swapang.html" title="jeepney at bus driver = swapang" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBQX0_cSp7ImA9WxZTEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-4786555619479694011</id><published>2008-01-13T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:45:50.349+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-13T22:45:50.349+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jeff dunham" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youtube. achmed" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Silence! I kill you! - Achmed</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Must watch this if you need to have a laugh. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/multv.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="first_video_id=papijare:video:9&amp;amp;base_uri=multiply.com&amp;amp;is_owned=1" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" quality="high" height="300" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-4786555619479694011?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/4786555619479694011/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=4786555619479694011" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/4786555619479694011?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/4786555619479694011?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/01/silence-i-kill-you-achmed.html" title="Silence! I kill you! - Achmed" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDQno-eyp7ImA9WB9aFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-244770698378615601</id><published>2008-01-06T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:47:53.453+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T18:47:53.453+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="singapore" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new year" /><title>Manila, Manila, I'll keep coming back to Manila</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I'm back from my Singapore vacation. It was fun but not fun enough. But first and foremost, let me greet everyone a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! Better late than never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A brand new year but same old pc. Unfortunately, I'm still using my old desktop because I was not able to find the right laptop for me there in Singapore... oh ok, I'll be honest, my money's not enough. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I've posted some of my pictures in &lt;a href="http://papijare.multiply.com/photos/album/2/Nawala_sa_Singapore" target="_new"&gt;my Multiply page&lt;/a&gt;, kindly visit and comment if you have the time. I attempted creating a story of some sort, but then again, as what we always say: "&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=epal" class="lightwindow" title="Definition of Epal"&gt;Epal&lt;/a&gt; lang".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As what I've said earlier, the trip was fun but not fun enough. We (my family and I) were able to visit some of Singapore's tourist spots such as: Singapore Zoo, Jurong Bird Park, Merlion Park (Marina Bay), Sentosa, Esplanade, Mustafa Centre (tourist spot?), Bugis Street, etc. However, we missed the Night Safari. My dad just didn't want to go there, darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We celebrated New Year's Eve at our hotel (&lt;a href="http://www.carlton.com.sg/"&gt;Carlton Hotel&lt;/a&gt;) since the venue for Singapore's New Year's countdown at the Esplanade was already very crowded. Even the underpass on the way to the venue was already congested, same scenery you'll see when you ride the MRT here in the Philippines during rush hour. Carlton Hotel had their own countdown, having a few performers entertaining the little crowd and they offered discounts on some of their beverages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*erased paragraph*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I actually was going to place a comparison between the Philippines and Singapore but come to think of it, there's no point in doing so. IMHO, Singapore is an ideal place in terms of discipline and cleanliness, but nothing beats the feeling of being at home here in the Philippines (you just have to get used to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dirty-ish&lt;/span&gt; environment and a few(?) undisciplined people). *Uhmm, I think I just did a comparison...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7085805942828719719-244770698378615601?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/244770698378615601/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=244770698378615601" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/244770698378615601?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/244770698378615601?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2008/01/manila-manila-ill-keep-coming-back-to.html" title="Manila, Manila, I'll keep coming back to Manila" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACQHcyfyp7ImA9WB9bGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-1874752909251391007</id><published>2007-12-29T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T07:16:01.997+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-29T07:16:01.997+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="singapore" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>Fly me to the moon...este...Singapore</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's almost 8am, we're about to leave the house and go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ninoy_Aquino_International_Airport"&gt;NAIA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Our flight is around 12pm and we're scheduled to arrive at Singapore Airport at around 3-4pm. Excited? of course I am though I feel sleepy since we had to wake up early and go to church first. Guess I just have to sleep during the flight and wake up before we see land.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave, checklist:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PSP, checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ipod, checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cellphone, checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Camera, batteries, checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chargers, checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laptop, I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Résumé, Hey! Who the hell placed this in my checklist!? Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clothes and everything else, checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm packed and ready to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy New Year to Everyone! (^^,)v&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-1874752909251391007?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/1874752909251391007/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=1874752909251391007" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1874752909251391007?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/1874752909251391007?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/12/fly-me-to-moonestesingapore.html" title="Fly me to the moon...este...Singapore" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYFRXc4fyp7ImA9WB9bFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-2991952257023087725</id><published>2007-12-25T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:48:34.937+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-25T22:48:34.937+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="linux" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="web" /><title>I'm Linux</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.duelinganalogs.com/comics/2007-04-02.png" class="lightwindow" title="I'm Linux"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.duelinganalogs.com/comics/2007-04-02.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Poor Linux...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Image from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.duelinganalogs.com/comics/2007-04-02.png"&gt;www.duelinganalogs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-2991952257023087725?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/2991952257023087725/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=2991952257023087725" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/2991952257023087725?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/2991952257023087725?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-linux.html" title="I'm Linux" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0INR3w8cCp7ImA9WB9bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-6028908883639204123</id><published>2007-12-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:46:36.278+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-20T23:46:36.278+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>One more day at work</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just one more day at work, then it'll be a long work hiatus for me. Singapore, here I come! Nah, not for good... *think* *think* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What good places/shows/events in Singapore should we visit? We'll be there from December 29 until January 2. We know we should visit the Bird Park and Night Safari, what else? Suggestions? Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But before our Singapore getaway, the family will stay at the Manila Pavilion on the 23rd until the 25th of the month. We'll be roaming the streets of Roxas Blvd and Mall Of Asia (MOA) on the 24th. Heard that MOA will be conducting something on Christmas Eve. We'll not celebrate Christmas because our religion doesn't have Christmas, we'll just wander around to have something to do during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope that I'll be able to post a new entry here while I'm away for vacation, probably through my PSP or "my" *ahem* "laptop".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As for now, I have to get some sleep. I've been experiencing dizziness, due to lack of sleep, for 4 consecutive days now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7085805942828719719-6028908883639204123?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/6028908883639204123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=6028908883639204123" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/6028908883639204123?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/6028908883639204123?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-more-day-at-work.html" title="One more day at work" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUMQ3k-fip7ImA9WB9aGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-7802350233114966332</id><published>2007-12-16T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:01:22.756+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-09T22:01:22.756+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on the run" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cmv" /><title>On The Run (Christian Music Video)</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/11/personal-music-video-stills.html"&gt;mentioned before&lt;/a&gt; that I'll probably post the video of the Christian Music Video where I played as the main character.. well, here it is... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnVWBtgrK7A&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnVWBtgrK7A&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;I was told to delete the video coz it's not allowed... aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7085805942828719719-7802350233114966332?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/7802350233114966332/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=7802350233114966332" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7802350233114966332?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7802350233114966332?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-run-christian-music-video.html" title="On The Run (Christian Music Video)" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcASHoyfSp7ImA9WB9UEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-5492308779769678269</id><published>2007-12-09T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:34:09.495+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-09T14:34:09.495+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="laptop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tech" /><title>Why would I need a laptop?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I already have a desktop PC, so, why would I need a laptop?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've read a couple of articles tackling about buying stuff considerable as assets and not liabilities; stuff that you can use to earn; needs above wants. So far, &lt;a href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/11/personal-bonus-expenses.html"&gt;I'm far from achieving that kind of control&lt;/a&gt;, but to be fair, I'm trying to take that level of thinking into consideration. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, do I need a laptop? As what I, with a big grin on my face, always say to &lt;a href="http://www.roncastry.com/"&gt;Ron&lt;/a&gt;: "Yes I need a laptop once I go there." There where you ask? &lt;a href="http://accenture.com/home/default.htm"&gt;Accenture&lt;/a&gt; peeps, you know what I mean. Lol. I really don't need it aside from that purpose, not especially a &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macbook/macbook.html"&gt;Macbook&lt;/a&gt;. Why would I carry a Macbook while commuting on the ever-safe streets of QC-Makati-Caloocan? My resolve  is firm, I don't need a Macbook, but I need a laptop. ^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Laptop prospect numero uno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://eeepc.asus.com/global/"&gt;ASUS EEE PC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (approx. PhP 25,000 for 8Gb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/11/asus-eee-pc.html"&gt;When I've read about the ASUS EEE PC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in a local gadgets magazine, I got fascinated by its simplicity, ultra-portability, and cheap price. I said to myself that this is enough for my word processing tasks, net-surfing and blogging needs. Unfortunately, the 8Gb version of this baby is not yet available here in the Philippines. Thus, the wait starts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Laptop prospect numero dos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netessentials.ph/products/viewproduct.asp?productid=616%27"&gt;MSI VR320 K2M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Php 39,999; ++ for upgrades)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw this laptop yesterday at the Cyberzone in SM North Edsa. My purpose of buying-a-black-ink-for-my-printer-slash-canvassing-for-a-laptop was a success. See the specs below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Intel® Core™2 Duo Mobile Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Intel Core™2 Duo T5200 1.60GHz 533MHz 2MB L2 Cache Processor&lt;br /&gt;ATI RC410ME Chipset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ATI Mobility Radeon X200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Graphics 256MB Shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MSI Wireless 802.11G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;1GB DDR2 Memory (Max: 2GB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;80GB Hard Disk Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Super-Multi DVD+/-RW/Ram Dual Layer Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Superb Glare 13.3" Widescreen Display (1280x768)&lt;br /&gt;Card Reader 4-in-1 MMC/SD/MS/MSPro&lt;br /&gt;Firewire Port /10/100Lan / 56K Modem&lt;br /&gt;3 x USB2.0, Express Card Slot&lt;br /&gt;Weight : 2.1kg; Battery life: 3Hours (6-Cell)&lt;br /&gt;Mega Carrying Bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;NO OPERATING SYSTEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ain't that wonderful?? Sufficient enough for my needs. Plus, No &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operating_system"&gt;OS&lt;/a&gt;! Welcome &lt;a href="http://www.ubuntu.com/"&gt;Ubuntu&lt;/a&gt;. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, I just need the cash. Where the hell did I put my savings...? ...Spent it already... darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Any comments or suggestions regarding my laptop prospects is very much accepted and appreciated. ^^,&lt;/span&gt;&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/7085805942828719719-5492308779769678269?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/5492308779769678269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=5492308779769678269" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/5492308779769678269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/5492308779769678269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-would-i-need-laptop.html" title="Why would I need a laptop?" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEDQXs-eCp7ImA9WB9VF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085805942828719719.post-7523027292820664291</id><published>2007-12-04T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T02:31:10.550+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-04T02:31:10.550+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bubble tea" /><title>Bubble Tea</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a class="lightwindow" title="Bubble Tea" href="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2015-image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2015-image4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" class="lightwindow" title="Milk Tea" href="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2015-image7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2015-image7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Em, my best friend, told me about this tea place that has a good tasting Nai Cha - &lt;a href="http://www.chowking.com/"&gt;Chowking&lt;/a&gt;'s term for milk tea and I would think that this is really the Chinese/Taiwanese term for milk tea. The tea place is called &lt;a href="http://www.tokyobubbletea.jp/"&gt;Bubble Tea&lt;/a&gt;, located at &lt;a href="http://www.clickthecity.com/shop/shopmall.asp?mallid=2"&gt;The Block (SM North Edsa)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trusting Em's good taste for food, I invited Bige to have a quick snack at Bubble Tea after watching the movie &lt;a href="http://www.beowulfmovie.com/"&gt;Beowulf&lt;/a&gt;, which I thought was a good movie, but turns out it isn't. Well, that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" class="lightwindow" title="some of Bubble Tea's dishes" href="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2015-image10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 115px;" src="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2015-image10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, Bige and I ordered what Em suggested - Royal Milk Tea. I'm not sure what's special/different with it but it really tastes good. We also ordered Chizu Maki (Php135) and Kani Crab Sandwich (Php165) - as far as I can recall, that's the price. Both tastes great. We loved it. And we're looking forward to taste the other dishes they offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In addition, Bubble Tea's interior design is nice. I liked it actually. The interiors alone is very inviting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For a complete review of Bubble Tea, visit &lt;a href="http://www.clickthecity.com/"&gt;ClickTheCity's website&lt;/a&gt; or just click this &lt;a href="http://guides.clickthecity.com/metro/?p=2015"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Photos taken from the &lt;a href="http://www.clickthecity.com/"&gt;ClickTheCity website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&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/7085805942828719719-7523027292820664291?l=papijare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/feeds/7523027292820664291/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7085805942828719719&amp;postID=7523027292820664291" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7523027292820664291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7085805942828719719/posts/default/7523027292820664291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://papijare.blogspot.com/2007/12/personal-bubble-tea.html" title="Bubble Tea" /><author><name>jare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13306614746279886225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYrnWDiRHHQ/SlS243ofzRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFF2bBK7b7Q/S220/IMG_3988.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

