<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2024 05:18:31 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>kritix 911</title><description>Mula sa kritikong si Verting</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Mula sa kritikong si Verting</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-6415405330155425535</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 10:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-28T04:13:18.819-08:00</atom:updated><title>Period No Erase</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anong pakiramdam ko ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hmmmm anu nga ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tatlong buwan na akong ganito, nagsimula ata pagkatapos ng bagong taon. Medyo sanay na din ako sa mga ginagawa ko araw-araw pero ang galing dahil nakatagal ako ng ganito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;anu nga ba ang sinasabi ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bago kasi sakin na bahay - eskwelahan lang ang sistema ko araw araw..... OO totoo yun wala akong matandaang gumala ako simula ng magbagong taon na umabot ng gabi bukod dun sa may event sa school namin na 9:00 na ako nakauwi. Siguro dala na din ng pagod at excitement sa paglalaro ko ng ragnarok at minsan pag pakiramdam kong marami dapat gawin at ayusin. Pero heto ngayon at nanganganib ako sa isa kong subject (Calculus). hay kung kelan ako palaging nasa bahay tsaka pa ata ako magkakaroon ng una kong singko... Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit ganito ako tuwing magtatapos na ang term lagi akong nababagabag kakaisip kung may bagsak ako o wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mali ata ang sistema ko.. mali nga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ningas Kugon -- yan, yan ako. Sa umpisa........ hanggang diyan na lang. At sa huli para akong bulate na binuhusan ng zonrox kakaisip tuwing gabi kung ano ang mangyayari pag nakita ko na ang grades ko at saksi ang pinsan ko diyan. Buti na lang talga at may nasasabihan ako. ANG TAMAD MO KASI BERA ALAM MO BA YUN???! ... OO ALAM KO AT PROUD AKO DUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Katamaran -- Pinagtawanan ako ng pinsan ko nung minsang kumakain kami. Sobra na daw kasi ang katamaran ko. Kumakain kami ng pritong hindi ko na matandaan kung manok o baboy basta prito yun sabi niya ang arte ko daw dahil ayaw ko pang kamayin. At ang sagot ko na hindi ko pa rin maisip kung bakit ko nasabi yun o dahil yun talaga ang dahilan ko ay "tinatamad kasi akong maghugas ng kamay" nyakkk..... baka bigla na lang ako sugurin ng mga langgam sa inis sakin. Sana naman kasi binigyan nila ako ng konting kasipagan di ba? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Masasabi kong pinoy talaga ako. Manyana habit - report ko dati sa philo at nakarelate talaga ako. Nung freshman ako masipag pa ako at talagang maaga pa lang ay sobrang ayos na ng mga assignments ko at lahat ng dapat ipasa wala ding quiz na hindi ako nakapagaral. Palagi akong prepared noon. Pero sadyang ganun nga lang siguro ang....mga Bera. Ngayon ata ay parasite na sila dahil sa ym na pwede na lang ipasa ang assignments at reports pwede na din ang mag copy+paste sa net. Mahal ko talaga ang teknolohiya haha!!. Pero ang hindi ko lang magagawa kahit tamad ako at at at..... lahat na ay magpabaya sa aking pinakamamahal na pagaaral dahil kahit tamad ako gumawa ng assignment at magreview pag may quiz hindi ko pa din hahayaan na wala akong mapasa at wala akong masagot pag exam kaya nga lang CRAMMING ang solusyon @@@#@#!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sasabihin ko sa inyo ang sistema ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pag kagaling ko ng school hihiga ako sa kama titingin sa buong kwarto at magiisip ng wala. pupunta ako sa harap ng computer pero madalas ay gamit na ito ng pinsan ko kaya daldalan na lang. Dinadaldal ko siya kahit walang kakwenta kwentang bagay. maiisip kong magbukas ng bag at magaral pero... may pumupigil sakin at sasabihing: mamaya na lang dahil pagod ka pa kahit mas malakas pa ako sa kalabaw at kayang bumuhat ng isang sakong libro. bababa ako at maghahanap ng pagkain sa ref pag wala aakyat ulit ako sa kwarto para matulog o kaya manood ng tv o kaya maupo o kaya panoorin ang pinsan ko sa ginagawa niya at ayun tuloy tuloy na at mapapansin ko na lang na gabi na (kagaya ngayon) at dapat na akong gumawa ng assignment. Magbubukas muna ako ng ym para tumingin kung sino ang online at magtanong pa kung may kulang pa sa ginawa ko at pag ayos na ang lahat pwede na akong matulog at managinip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bakit nga ba ako nanganib sa math? at pati na rin sa mga iba kong subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dahil ganito lang kasimple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sa umpisa ng term, simple lang ang mga topic at ang yabang ko pa na nadadalian lang ako kaya hindi pa ako nagbubukas ng mga notes at mapapansin ko na lang na nahihirapan na ako kung kelan nagpatung-patong na ang mga lesson at hindi ko na kayang isaksak sa utak ko ng isang araw lang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;isang linggo na lang at finals na naman... pero bago yun ay decision making muna sa math at madaming quiz at project at portfolio at assignments at kung ano ano pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ang haba na pala ng natype ko. Ang haba pala magexplain na pakiramdam.. @_@&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2008/02/period-no-erase.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-6603265906536017723</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 06:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:56.977-08:00</atom:updated><title>Verting @ Business</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Selling Bot in Ragnarok Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(available in any server)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;For Php: 2000 Rok points or P100.00 (negotiable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;For Zenny: 1,000,000z (negotiable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;contact me @:&lt;br /&gt;yahoo ID: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;verzzy19&lt;/span&gt; (pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9OzQYjWSIagusfOt-sGwqF3KrYFLboIDb9J_Y_Odaam-RhmGdWmCZ-buDTTbAyEn6_4AwL6EfuaIl9csB8-svrCbqsKIouQ3f-RzDRMYwQDP8hK7KeJuq7hwPDW10wBy0AfCPV2bN4Ms/s1600-h/testi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9OzQYjWSIagusfOt-sGwqF3KrYFLboIDb9J_Y_Odaam-RhmGdWmCZ-buDTTbAyEn6_4AwL6EfuaIl9csB8-svrCbqsKIouQ3f-RzDRMYwQDP8hK7KeJuq7hwPDW10wBy0AfCPV2bN4Ms/s320/testi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722920889070386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;#--BOTTING IS HEALTHY--#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2008/02/verting-business.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9OzQYjWSIagusfOt-sGwqF3KrYFLboIDb9J_Y_Odaam-RhmGdWmCZ-buDTTbAyEn6_4AwL6EfuaIl9csB8-svrCbqsKIouQ3f-RzDRMYwQDP8hK7KeJuq7hwPDW10wBy0AfCPV2bN4Ms/s72-c/testi.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-6485819924346175997</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:57.290-08:00</atom:updated><title>First love never dies (hehe)</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYnu3Baxi7j5jsERPgCsbrLjoDY6hfOF8M-QMg336gTz6INQcvrc95cZkIebpojCGzlf1a_cElByhEinrFZikDGVZ3wrlO4vE4zEG7hIGxrQzOm1J1bhTiLW1hHuaB-hp94xAVcItDx04/s1600-h/ro-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYnu3Baxi7j5jsERPgCsbrLjoDY6hfOF8M-QMg336gTz6INQcvrc95cZkIebpojCGzlf1a_cElByhEinrFZikDGVZ3wrlO4vE4zEG7hIGxrQzOm1J1bhTiLW1hHuaB-hp94xAVcItDx04/s320/ro-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144590825561576226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pilit man kitang limutin hanggang ngayon ay ikaw pa rin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;nyahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Balik RO na naman ako!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;dahil free to play na din ang ragna, ako ngayon ay nagbabalik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;mula sa Loki server, "kami" ngayon ay nasa Valkyrie server na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;at dun maghahasik ng lagim (harhar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;eto libre mag promote ang levelup dito sa blog ko haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://level-up-games.com.ph/"&gt;http://level-up-games.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LET'S ROK ON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9QxTkRBup3sczx6AqWyIdJyZQVymyXmFMYBc9LI6GZYKQ7j5c1C3fgKy5G79e9x7I8y6R-VmGm4ft4livppDgCfHfeqeTwHxd4CKDOnh4BVQr3L58az6qXW7lgY0RTvWMykPipYhSl4M/s1600-h/rag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9QxTkRBup3sczx6AqWyIdJyZQVymyXmFMYBc9LI6GZYKQ7j5c1C3fgKy5G79e9x7I8y6R-VmGm4ft4livppDgCfHfeqeTwHxd4CKDOnh4BVQr3L58az6qXW7lgY0RTvWMykPipYhSl4M/s320/rag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144591886418498354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Valkyrie - isa sa mga free to play/PK server ng RO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-love-never-dies-hehe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYnu3Baxi7j5jsERPgCsbrLjoDY6hfOF8M-QMg336gTz6INQcvrc95cZkIebpojCGzlf1a_cElByhEinrFZikDGVZ3wrlO4vE4zEG7hIGxrQzOm1J1bhTiLW1hHuaB-hp94xAVcItDx04/s72-c/ro-big.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-8976872166936576033</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T06:55:32.895-08:00</atom:updated><title>1 message received</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;txt txt txt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I just want to share these txt msgs. from someone although, our conversation about this matter is private.. and so I wont mention names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;1st txt msg: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alm mo igive up mo na sya.. Hnggang frnds lng nmn tlga e.. Wg mo n sirain ung anodr chnce nyo n ngng ok uli..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;2nd txt msg: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alm m gnyan din ako ky ***** b4 noh.. Ang hrap tlga kc frnds kmi tpos at d same time i need to let go of my feelings.. pro kng determinado k nmn n gwn un mkkmove on k nmn e nd mttngal mo n ung feelings mo s knya.. I know its not easy but you have to sacrifice tlga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;3rd txt msg: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Snbi ko s sarili ko n ti2gil n ako s kbaliwan ko s knya.. Bsta mei determination tlga ako n gwn un.. Pro sympre inaalagaan ko p dn sya.. Mskt s part ko pro I really need to do it pra n dn un s ikkbuti ko nd s ikkbuti ng frndship nmn.. gnun lng tlga.. bsta mhrap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;pro hnd nmn tyo bngyan ni God ng problema n hnd ntn kya solusyonan e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; so kya mo yan.. Nssyo lng nmn yan e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;4th txt msg:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; dpt lng tlga n maawa k s srli mo noh.. klngan mo mhalin ung sarili mo noh.. gnun nmn dpt e.. you hve to love urslf 1st bgo k mgmahal ng iba noh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;5th txt msg:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Nsyo nmn un e.. You know urself better.. Alm mo dpt ung limitations mo.. Tska decision no lht ng yan e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;6th txt msg:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Take one step at a time.. D nmn klngan bglaan e.. / ......(unrelated msg.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-end- ****nakatulog na ko.. sensya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I didnt edit any word na nilagay nya dyan kaya orig yan ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;sya ata si Dr. love eh ang galing nya gumawa ng mga ganyan bka echoz lang nya yan haha joke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;basahin niyo marami kayo makukuha dyan kahit informal yung dating malaking tulong talaga yung ibang part dyan haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;dapat ko ma-memorize yung mga sinabi niya dyan eh haha!! well thanks to 'who' you are (pedeng ako din pala yan haha mysterious effect eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic;"&gt;Im still in the battle where things are uncertain., having no idea how will it end&lt;br /&gt;--should i still hold on and hope to win? or just face the truth and surrender..&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/12/1-message-received.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-8646040463402700821</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-15T03:18:48.920-08:00</atom:updated><title>7 days more!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"that's the beauty of unexpected!"&lt;br /&gt;**beauty ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ang dami! sobra!.... Parang isang taon na nakalipas sa sobrang bilis ng araw, sa sobrang dami ng mga nangyari sa akin simula noong oktubre lang halos isang buwan pa lang ang nakakalipas.. wew... paano ko ba sisimulan ang post ko na 'to. Matagal ko na kasi gusto ilagay lahat ng adventures ko dito sa blog ko pero, ngunit, sapagkat maraming bagay ang hindi pwede ihayag at dapat sarilihin na lang.... sensya naman haha!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that's the beauty of unexpected -- &lt;/span&gt;hindi ko alam kung anong beauty meron sa mga na-experience ko pero naniniwala naman ako na everything happens for a reason.... yun nga lang... di pa rin alam ang reason. o di ko lang siguro napapansin kung ano yung reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you meet someone new -- &lt;/span&gt;sabi nila dalawa lang daw klase ng taong makakasama mo.&lt;br /&gt;one will just pass by and one will stay with you for a longer time (true friends as they say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** blabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im turning 18!! -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wew... ito yung pinaka nagpabusy sa akin this month.. pano naman kasi malay ko bang hindi lang birthday laugh trip gagawin ko ngayon. Akala ko magvivideoke lang kami ng tropa ko tsaka ng family ko ngayong 18th birthday ko yun pala OMG! kung ano-ano pang ka-ekekan gagawin ko. weeeeew... at hindi naman kasi ako party person noh. well sabi nga it's just once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime pagtatawanan ng mga kabarkada mo haha! ewan kagaya nga ng nasabi ko di ako maka-party kaya siguro hindi ako marunong mag act sa mga ganung event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is here -- &lt;/span&gt;kahapon, Nov. 11, 07 nagpunta kami ng tita ko sa SM south 9am may binili lang siya tapos gumala na din kami. 2:30pm sabi ko punta kami ng festi dahil magkikita kami ng mga classmate ko nung high school para ibigay yung invitations nila para sa birthday ko so go kami. Iniwan na niya ako sa festi dahil sasabay siya sa tito ko. Nagkita kami ni batman. Binigay ko invi niya tapos may nangyari pa dahil hindi kami nagkaintindihan sa pagkikitaan namin. ayun pinagtawanan niya ako!.. dumating na yung iba pa, nauna si wetpu, sunod lhean pero umalis agad siya, tas c "Sean kingston" haha! tapos si sticky at ang grand entrance., si bakekang! Ayun todo laugh trip na naman may napagtripan na naman kami at pinagtripan din nila ako. Kumain kami sa jollibee nawala pa ni sticky yung invi niya badtrip talaga!. tapos tambay sa foodcourt kwentuhang walang pinatutunguhan basta tawa lang hanggang magkakabag kami.&lt;br /&gt;6pm sabi ko magsisimba ako, dapat sa OLACS pero sabi nila sa SRCS na lang para sabay na kami. ayun kahapon lang ulit ako nakabalik dun.. nakakamiss sobra. si bakekz tsaka si sean lang ang kasama ko umuwi na sila wetpu at sticky baka masunog ata hehe.. Nung matapos na yung mass umuwi na si sean dahil may assignment pa daw siya (bait) haha! kami na lang ni bakekz as usual. pumunta kami sa house nila leny para i-invite siya. ayun pumayag din. tapos di pa niya ako pinauwi nun naghanap pa kami kung saan-saan ng dress niya na isusuot sa bday ko.. (nagagalit na sila sakin dahil prob pa nila yun hehe!) tapos iniwan ko na siya dahil uuwi na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Santa Claus prt2 -- &lt;/span&gt;kanina! after class dami ko plano. dapat 12 lang ang uwi ko eh dahil sa makeup class namin sa physics 3pm na ko nakauwi. plano ko after class punta ako fitness first gym muna eh tinamad na ko dahil din sa ibang nakakaasar na sitwasyon. plano ko din after nun na pumunta kila dums para magpa-tongue pierce pero di rin natuloy dahil sa kung ano-anong dahilan. (hayzzzzz dapat talaga ay huwag magplano) nakatulog ako sa bus mga 5pm nakauwi na ko. pahinga tapos may binusisi lang na ilang gamit tapos text ng text tapos pumunta ako sa tita ko para tumambay. 7:30 bumalik ako ng house hinihintay ko text ni tekla dahil magkikita kami ng 8pm para pumunta kila cy at ibigay yung invi niya. (special ah) haha.. ang tagal bumaba ni tekla sa bahay nila para tuloy ako nanghaharana dun. ayun ang magaling na tekla di pa pala nasasabihan si cy na pupunta kami kaya tinawagan ko pa si cy sa cp niya tas mom pa niya yung nakasagot dahil lumabas siya. kinuha ko yung address nila. sa tricycle, sabi ni tekla kay manong--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tekla: "manong sa block 9 po ah"&lt;br /&gt;manong: "eh isa lang ang block 9 talaga dito wala nang iba"&lt;br /&gt;tekla: ** tameme..&lt;br /&gt;ako: "haha! taray ni manong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakarating din sa bahay nila cy at ayun inasar ko siya sa bahay nila pero medyo busy kasi sya kaya di kami nagtagal. tapos uwi na. dapat pupunta pa kami kila zest para ibigay yung invi niya na may iba pang istorya eh pagod na kami kaya diretso uwi na. bago pala kami umuwi, bumili muna kami ng favorite ni tekla na penoy tas ayun nakauwi na din...waaaaaaaaaaa! kapagod...........&gt;.&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. -- &lt;/span&gt;sana makapunta po lahat ng inivite ko para di kami langawin sa bday ko haha!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;babay 17..-- &lt;/span&gt;hayzzzzz ilang araw na lang at magpapaalam na ko sa age na tama lang, hindi matanda, di rin sobrang bata para pag bawalan sa mga gusto kong gawin. mapapalitan na ang age ko sa lahat ng account ko sa net lalo na sa friendster ko..! tsktsk! legal age nga pero masasama na ko sa mga bilang ng botante at iba pang bagay na magpapakita lang na matanda na ko!!!! T_T... well that's part of growing up.. boinks...ayun na lang masasabi ko... matanda na ko!! at 2years na lang at mawawala na ang "teen" sa age ko...awwww... too bad..heehee. madami naman tayo eh kaya ok lang kaya natin 'toh! haha! 7 days more of being a 17 yrs old verting! heehee! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPI BERTDEY VERTING! ^_^&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/11/7-days-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-677683364246031613</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 14:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:57.668-08:00</atom:updated><title>Emo is no more genre</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Pt0r_a3n6491krDeRdsEVtMNDuA8F8DPHmoluZsHAU9JF9kr2nG5iZX-ZsHOQkHT1TA9xMGgd91UqGu3IuPmFBXmxo92eAranqIAiQZMNHgw0VdU4DWyU0NCEBKCTVEzxD99Qr2xXm0/s1600-h/Earphone_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Pt0r_a3n6491krDeRdsEVtMNDuA8F8DPHmoluZsHAU9JF9kr2nG5iZX-ZsHOQkHT1TA9xMGgd91UqGu3IuPmFBXmxo92eAranqIAiQZMNHgw0VdU4DWyU0NCEBKCTVEzxD99Qr2xXm0/s320/Earphone_0069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128631368347610626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nakakagulat lang nang mapanood ko kani-kanina lang ang docu ni Jessica Soho tungkol sa mga "emo". Hindi ko kasi akalain na may mga tao talagang dinidibdib ang pagiging "emo" nila. May mga naglalaslas, umiiyak, at kung ano-ano pang suicidal attempt ang pinaggagagawa nila. tsk I'm not an anti emo pero sadyang ako'y nagulat na sobrang naiimpluwensyahan ang mga taong yun ng mga kanta at tugtuging trip nila. tsktsktsk..... lalo na at kasing edad ko halos ang mga "emo youth" na yan. Siguro nga depression, family problem, peer pressure, at kung ano-ano pang mga bagay ang nagdadala sa kanila para maging emo hindi lang sa porma kundi pati na rin sa pagiisip. Hindi ko din naman sila masisisi dahil kahit ako ay nararanasan ko yun minsan pero siguro hindi ako dumaan sa punto na dahil lang sa musika ay may magagawa na ako sa sarili ko na hindi naman dapat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nalaman ko ang tungkol sa mga emo kelan lang. Siguro nga ay matagal na ang genre na yan pero syempre dahil kakababa ko lang ng bundok ay kelan lang din ako na-update sa mga bagay bagay. nagustuhan ko din ang mga emo dahil ang cute nila pumorma at may mga banda at kantang emo na gusto ko --wala akong genre for short haha!.. Nakilala ko ang emo dahil sa music nila at hindi sa drama nila. Madami din akong naging kaibigan na emo. Wala naman silang pinagkaiba sa iba kong mga kaibigan kundi porma lang kaya hindi din ako naniniwalang ang mga mahilig sa emo o emo ang genre ay dapat na ding mag emote! mali mali mali talaga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eto may nakita akong medyo dapat ilagay sa utak ng mga emo out there yoohoo! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsgocmzoW6_N8nFQskQgH_cyKGHODlJar0iRylQeAlwdw1BJfkXOcFERBye14r63BjYH86GpaRPHXXClCKvwX3A4ptDwI63tp0ihGN27k4LzapyCbKVpD_KWrcZIYWgtjkf8pu9fmjGY/s1600-h/artatw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsgocmzoW6_N8nFQskQgH_cyKGHODlJar0iRylQeAlwdw1BJfkXOcFERBye14r63BjYH86GpaRPHXXClCKvwX3A4ptDwI63tp0ihGN27k4LzapyCbKVpD_KWrcZIYWgtjkf8pu9fmjGY/s320/artatw.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128630973210619378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry sa mga natatamaan... no offense sa mga naoffend I just want to share my thoughts may point man ako o wala, tama man ako o hindi. opinion lang po mga tol ^_^ let's not take it seriously genre is just a genre and it doesn't have to affect your personality, your lifestyle and your outlook in life.\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/11/emo-is-no-more-genre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Pt0r_a3n6491krDeRdsEVtMNDuA8F8DPHmoluZsHAU9JF9kr2nG5iZX-ZsHOQkHT1TA9xMGgd91UqGu3IuPmFBXmxo92eAranqIAiQZMNHgw0VdU4DWyU0NCEBKCTVEzxD99Qr2xXm0/s72-c/Earphone_0069.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-598318104971937853</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2007 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-27T08:26:26.073-07:00</atom:updated><title>My three little pigs! ^_^</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a letter from my best friend ever! - DUMS grabe effort niya dito 6am na siya natulog..birthday gift nya ata sakin 'to. tsk wala pa gumagawa nito sakin ..so touched.. i love reminiscing hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Because your birthday is coming soon.. I made this especially for you..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;Wala lang trip kita kasing gawan e..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;Kaya ito na yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dude when we're still elementary students ang sabi sa akin ay na 'wag daw akong lalapit sa'yo...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;Kasi masyado ka daw matapang.. Ewan ko ba kung anong ibig niya sabihin dun.. Pero sa totoo lang natawa talaga ako sa kanya pati na rin sa sinabi niya sa akin..;) Aun.. Lumipas ang ilan buwan at nasa ika 6 na grado na tayo sa elementarya.. Naging magclassmates tayo at ang ating adviser ay si GNG. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;GRANADA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.. Nasa isa tayong row pero hindi pa tayo ganun kalapit sa isa't-isa.. Ang katabi mo ay si Raymond at ang nasa harap mo ay si FAE na dinedicate mo pa ang kanta ng OLACS HYMN.. Dahil ang birthday niya ay June.. Ang katabi ni FAE ay si ALKAINE na never mong naging close.. At ang nasa likod mo naman ay si "ehem" LIA, na lagi mong inaasar at pinaiyak mo pa.. At nilait mo pa ang kanyang cellphone dahil 3310 lang ito.. Pero nung panahon na iyon ay naka 5110 ka lang at ang uso ng unit ay 3310.. Tapos ako ang nasa pinakalikod kasi matangkad ako at straight ang likod ko.. After 1 and a half month ay FILIPINO WEEK na, may program sa loob ng church tapos ikaw ang katabi ko.. First time kitang makausap nung una natatakot pa ako dahil naaalala ko yung sinabi sakin nung gr. 5 ako.. Pero ok ka naman pala mabait at nakakatawa.. Ayun! at nalaman mo nga na crush ko si GULAY.. At inamin mo naman na crush mo si KULOT..;) Nice code name.. Tapos sabay pa tayo umuwi nun kasama natin ang kapatid kong si Joselle.. Tapos nung nakababa ka na nahulog ang wallet mo na wala ka man lang malay.. Buti na lang ay nakita ito ng ALE na kasabay natin sa jeep.. Tinago ko ito.. At tinignan ko din ang laman kasi baka may pera at baka mawala.. Buti na lang 20 pesos lang ang laman.. Kinabukasan ay excited akong pumasok dahil nga nasa akin ang wallet mo.. Nung pumasok ako sa classroom ay nakita kitang malingkot at matamlay.. Lumapit ako sayo at tinanong kita "Ui! Vera may nawawala ba sa iyo?.." at sinabi mong "nawawala kasi yung wallet ko e.. pinagalitan nga ako ng MAMA ko dahil dun e.." bigla kong binunot ito galing sa bulsa ko at sinabing "buti na lang nakita ng ALE ito kundi nawala na talaga yan.." Dun nagsimula ang lahat naging mabuti tayong magkaibigan.. Kapag lunch ay sabay sabay tayo nila TEKLA at BINOY at ako si MANOY..;) Binansagan taong apat ng mga tagaBPC 3 little pigs at ikaw ang tagapamahala sa amin.. Simula ng naging close tayo ay nakasama na din ako sa listahan ng mga inaasar mo.. Wala naman akong magawa dahil nakakatuwa na nakakaasar din minsan.. Dalawa ang tawag mo sakin MANOY dahil nga ang sabi mo matinik ako.. at BUKNOY dahil bilugan ako.. Kay C naman TEKLA,ATE SHAWI atbp.. Kay F naman ay BINOY dahil sa kanyang patilya at ZEST dahil sa kanyang batok..;) Gumawa ka ng isang sulat na may title na "C" na nakuha sayo ni &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;GRANADA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.. Ang pangalan mo ay laging nasa board dahil NOISY,NIPS at STANDING ka.. Daig mo pa ang kumandidato bilang SSC o kaya BARANGAYETTES sa school.. Bawat lista sa board ay katumbas ng 20 pesos.. Pero kahit minsan ay hindi kita nakitang nagbayad.. Nadamay pa nga ako ayo dahil dinaldal mo ako.. Ayun! Nagkaroon ako ng bayarin na 20 pesos.. Tapos may isang araw na pagpasok ko ng classroom ay sobrang tahimik ng ng mga tao.. At sinabi na lang sakin ni VEVERO na nagaway kayo ni HERSHEY (tatak ng bag nya).. Nagsabunutan daw kayo hanggang sa maabutan kayo ni &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;GRANADA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.. Ang sabi ng iba ay kasalanan mo daw dahil nakaharang ka sa pinto.. Pero ako hinayang na hinayang dahil hindi ko nakita ang sabunutan niyo ni HERSHEY.. Nalagasan ka nga ng buhok yun ang sabi mo.. Ginawan mo ng magandang kanta si BINOY aka ZEST yung tungkol sa CIRCLES..;) "Big circle(2x) &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Biggest   Circle&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; this is MAMA this is PAPA waiving OINKOINK.. 10x10(2x) 100 10x10(2x) It's F............ Ganun ang pagkakagaawa mo, na halos isumpa ka ni ZEST aka BINOY dahil sa ginawa mong kanta.. May ginawa ka naman na letter para kay GULAY, ginawa mo yun na pang BLACKMAIL sa akin kapag inasar kita.. Pero isang araw nakuha ko yun sa wallet mo na hindi mo alam.. At hanggang ngayon ay nasa akin pa rin yun, dun s loob ng sulat ay may nakalagay pang drawing na hindi ko naman alam kung sino siya.. Ang mga pader ng classroom ay bagong pintura kaya ang sabi ni &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;GRANADA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; wag aapakan ang wall.. Pero may nakitang bakat ng sapatos at naginspeksyon at nakita na kaparehas ng nsa wall yung design ng sapatos mo.. Pinagtanngol ka nila HERSHEY.. Pero ang totoo ay sayo talaga yun, dahil lumapit ka sa amin para makipagkwentuhan.. Pero tahimik lang kami nila TEKLA at BINOY aka ZEST.. Dumating na ang FOUNDATION DAY tayong apat ang magkakasama tapos dumating si GULAY at ayon naiwan ko kayo at hindi ako nakapagpaalam sa inyo.. Nagalit kayo sa akin dahil ang lakas manggatong ni BINOY aka ZEST.. Pero hindi ko alam kung bakit kayo nagalit.. Hindi nyo ako pinapansin sa classroom kaya ang lagi kong kasama ay si HERSHEY.. Na sobrang BORING kasama dahil kakaiba ang mga trip niya sa buhay e.. Nung pinansin ako ni TEKLA sa text at ni BINOY aka ZEST ay medyo naging comportable ako.. Pero ikaw matindi ka ayaw mo talaga akong pansinin e.. Dumating pa sa point na sinaktan pa kita kasi napikon na ako sayo.. Tapos si HERSHEY nakikiepal sa away natin hindi naman siya kasali.. Umiyak ka tuloy at naawa ako sayo at sinaway ko siya.. Pero ayun nagSORRY na ako at naging ok na ulit tayo.. Tapos practice na ng graduation natin nagkaroon kami ng gap ni GULAY hindi ko alam kung anong reason.. Tapos ikaw ang nandun sa akin nung umiyak ako.. Sinabi mo pa na "wag mo na siyang pansinin dahil tuwang tuwa siya na nakikita kang umiiyak.." Kaya badtrip ako sa kanya nun.. Tuwing practice natin lagi ka namin tinignan kapag naririnig namin ang words na "BUNYI at BASTON".. Graduation na.. Malungkot na masaya kasi HS na din pero ikaw lilipat ka naman at hindi ko maalala na pinagtripan ka namin nung Grad.. 1st year HS pumunta ka sa school para dalawin kami.. Ayun naghampasan pa tayo ng jacket mo na amoy TINAPA dahil natuyo sa basa ng ulan.. Pinakilala kita kay V na naging crush mo na gusto ni K na bestfriend mo nung Kinder ka.. Tapos nwalan tayo ng communication.. Kay Tekla na lang kita pinapakamusta.. 3rd yr HS sabi mo babalik ka sa O.. Pero hindi pala may &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;plano&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; pa naman tayo kay K.. Sabi mo sasapakin natin siya..;) Pero pinili mo pa din sa SR kahit na ginupit ng MADRE yung palda mo..;) Minsan pumupunta kami sa bahay mo para bumisita at makikain ng tinapay.. Ang paborito mo pang kanta nun ay FOREVERMORE ng SIDE A.. Patay na patay ka sa kanta na yun.. Tapos may nakwento ka pa na tungkol sa JS nyo na ayaw ng MADRE ng mga SWEET na music gusto niya panay HIPHOP pinagtawanan mo pa siya.. 4th yr HS may kamukha c KULOT na classmate ni TEKLA at ayun medyo nagkaroon na tayo ng communication.. Kasi interesado ka sa mukha ng LOOK A LIKE ni KULOT.. College na.. Ayun pumunta ka ng birthday ko na medyo naCULTURE SHOCK pa ako.. Dahil di kita mahagilap kaya akala ko hindi ka pupunta.. Ayun NAOP ka nga sabi mo sakin.. Tapos HOMECOMING pumunta ka.. Hindi tayo pinansin ni BINOY aka ZEST.. Kasi daw nagbago na ang mga tao.. Parang timang lang e.. Basta tayo nila TEKLA at ako MANOY aka BUKNOY ganun pa din ang treatment.. Walang pinagbago sa isa't-isa.. Matagal bago tayo ulit nagkita.. 2nd yr College.. 1st sem.. Nakachat kita sa YM may problema ka kasi sabi mo BUSTED ka.. Pinahula mo pa alam mo naman na alam ko na.. GETS ko kasi kagad yun.. Nakipagkita ka sa akin.. Pinapunta kita sa BG kasama natin friends ko.. Ayun.. We Drink ed 'til we got DRUNK.." Ayun.. Sobrang nanibago ako sayo kasi naging sobrang serious ka sa buhay mo.. Ganun pala kapag naging EMO SHIT!!! Tapos niyaya mo pa ako sa VITO CRUZ na ayokong puntahan sa buong buhay ko.. Ikaw lang sumira ng promise ko sa sarili ko..;) Lintik ka talaga.. hahahaha.. Tapos naglagay pa ako ng 100 at ikaw din 20.. Langya.. Nakita ko pa yung tao na patay na patay sakin.. Tapos pinuntahan natin si mommy sa JOLLIBEE.. Tapos sa jeep naamoy ka pa.. Nadamay tuloy ako.. Lintik ka talaga..;) Nagsleep over ka sa amin dahil gusto mong makalimot sa mga PAIN.. It help naman kahit papano and tinuruan mo akong mgDL kaya ngayon sobrang addict ako sa DL.. Umaga na ako natutulog e.. NAINLOVE pa ako.. Lakas ng epekto mo e.. Pero ayos lang dahil mabait naman yung mga nakilala ko dun sa DL.. Tinawagan ka ng NANAY mo kasi sobrang worried sayo.. Kinabahan tuloy ako nung kinausap ko.. Paasaway ka.. Sobraang busog ka dito dahil may JOLLIBEE na may KFC pa..;) Nasira tuloy ang DIET mo.. Ayan.. Medyo naging maayos na ang takbo ng isip mo ngayon pero isa ka pa ding EMO SHIT!! At naghahanap ng first real relationship.. Nabaliw din siya dahil nilagay ba naman ako sa 18 shots.. At nakadress siya for the first time..;) CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU in your DRESS.. for sure ang ganda mo.. hahaha.. Tapos ngayon gusto niyang gayahin ang mga malupit kong style..;) Gusto niyang magpabutas sa TONGUE.. Dapat 3 din ang butas mo katulad ko ah.. Dahil sobrang busy mo ngayon.. I just wrote this para naman madagdagan pa lahat ng gawain mo.. Hindi para lang mapatawa kita kahit papano tska mapaiyak..;) I hope you'll appreciate this thing.. Just want to help you out.. I know your so stressed with your FUCKING studies.. Ayan ah.. Just want you to know that Im always here as your BFF and kapatid na din..;) See you sa birthday mo.. I'll be there dont worry.. We'll rock your birthday.. Thank You for being one of the best.. ROCK ON \m/ ...dumsdums... infairness i liked it ah..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dumsdums.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dumsdums.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-three-little-pigs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-1930810388857224865</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-19T02:35:35.505-07:00</atom:updated><title>tenenen!</title><description>hmmm.. tagal ko nawala dito ah... at wala na din palang bumibisita dito haha!... hayzz dami kasi ginawa these past weeks kaya di ko na naayos blog ko.. at wala din naman ako maisip na ilagay kaya mas mabuti pang manahimik kesa may mailagay akong di kanais-nais dito haha!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M BACK Verting !! musta ka naman? ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/09/tenenen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-8898422386146988440</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:57.835-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sing no sad song</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGl57ZO8j2Pan433-Q0PENNHxP-qqHib1p9a3wVmhNGhYbzhQZcHjsj84k7Dq9r1hiaDFXx1QsVgAI__A_oRRVKatgwno0K5GJBX6mirAuZJhSj0HthAK3oAAqQles6_wgpN-WLdEqRds/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGl57ZO8j2Pan433-Q0PENNHxP-qqHib1p9a3wVmhNGhYbzhQZcHjsj84k7Dq9r1hiaDFXx1QsVgAI__A_oRRVKatgwno0K5GJBX6mirAuZJhSj0HthAK3oAAqQles6_wgpN-WLdEqRds/s320/DSC00429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105626925748980002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When the time comes that you will never hear my voice again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sing no sad song for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And remember me through the joyful songs that I sang for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When the moment of my last breath has arrived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Show no sad face for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And bear my smile in your mind forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sing no sad song for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When the time comes that I will hold your hand before I leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't cry for goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Never let your tears fall on my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't let them to be the last to touch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sing no sad song for me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me smile for just a while&lt;br /&gt;Because this is what I wanted&lt;br /&gt;.... To be with you until I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Just sing no sad song for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/09/sing-no-sad-song.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGl57ZO8j2Pan433-Q0PENNHxP-qqHib1p9a3wVmhNGhYbzhQZcHjsj84k7Dq9r1hiaDFXx1QsVgAI__A_oRRVKatgwno0K5GJBX6mirAuZJhSj0HthAK3oAAqQles6_wgpN-WLdEqRds/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-8699315319111720705</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:58.011-08:00</atom:updated><title>Smiling Face</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Naranasan mo na bang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa isang pampasaherong dyip o habang naglalakad sa kalsada, maraming matang nakatingin na tila nagmamatyag. Hindi mo alam ang gagawin para matakasan ang mga matang parang patalim sa tulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May isang pangyayaring magbabalik sa iyong alaala. Hindi mo alam kung bakit pa dapat maalala sapagkat ito'y nakalipas na. Maaaring ito ay kanina o taon na ang nakalipas ngunit ang utak mo ay gustong sumigaw hindi makayanan ang tensyong nagaganap parang kinikiliti ka bawat ikot ng iyong mga mata. Ngunit anung gagawin mo kung walang taong handang makinig sayo sa mga oras na 'to? lingon dito lingon doon., wala pa ring kakilala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo na kaya. Ang iyong mukha ay nagiiba na ng timpla mula sa pagiging seryoso ay dadating ang ngiti sa iyong labi. Iniiwasan mong may makakita nito dahil alam mong ang mga mata ay magaling humusga. "Ano na lang ang iisipin nila?"--pilit mong kinakalimutan ang pangyayaring iyon, daig pa nito ang tawag ng kalikasan. Pilit iniisip na "tama na hindi ako natatawa!", ngunit sadyang malakas ang iyong tawa at tawanan ng iyong mga kasama nang mga oras na iyon at sila'y nagbabalik sa iyong pandinig upang muli kang pasiyahin. Dadating nanaman ang ngiti sa iyong mga labi at ito'y kakagatin mo na lang upang maitago, gagamit ka ng panyo upang matakpan at uubo ka na lang upang kahit paano'y mailabas ang nararamdamang tensyon sa iyong lalamunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;success! tapos na din ang iyong paghihirap. Walang mga matang nakapansin sa iyong mga ngisi at ito'y muli mong ibabaon sa iyong alaala at magbabalik kapag ikaw ay tulala at nagiisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYySYvSyWu76aodn6d4zNDYWUN1g943lXcblvMmbczbZw-FHqaqWHt4B9p7kL8tZCBFGYLh_QpQBwW6vJeCTRNNa38XsL3pUJWvE7FAdYP8CQbaCfszc35wDMMwgDZ_dcG3su85dAoHYc/s1600-h/17930aa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYySYvSyWu76aodn6d4zNDYWUN1g943lXcblvMmbczbZw-FHqaqWHt4B9p7kL8tZCBFGYLh_QpQBwW6vJeCTRNNa38XsL3pUJWvE7FAdYP8CQbaCfszc35wDMMwgDZ_dcG3su85dAoHYc/s320/17930aa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104853097196292338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/smiling-face.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYySYvSyWu76aodn6d4zNDYWUN1g943lXcblvMmbczbZw-FHqaqWHt4B9p7kL8tZCBFGYLh_QpQBwW6vJeCTRNNa38XsL3pUJWvE7FAdYP8CQbaCfszc35wDMMwgDZ_dcG3su85dAoHYc/s72-c/17930aa.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-4830829478793240014</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:59.156-08:00</atom:updated><title>Maghanap tayo</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aug. 28, 2007 umaga, wala kaming report sa Sociology dahil: hindi namin alam. nakalimutan, o sadyang kinalimutan namin. Hindi kami nakapagpareserve ng CPU at projector na halos dalawang buwan nang dapat napaghandaan. Ngunit hindi tungkol dyan ang kwento ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napunta ang atensyon ko sa nabanggit ng isa sa aking mga kagrupo. "malas, mukang malas nga talaga dahil may lunar eclipse mamaya!" --sabi niya... Lunar eclipse??!.... Picture ang unang pumasok sa isip ko. Dapat ay makuhanan ko yun dahil isang beses lang mangyayari yun sa isang taon! Nung isang taon ay hindi ko din yun nasaksihan dahil sa hindi ko alam na dahilan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mukang hindi naman talaga malas ang dala ng eclipse dahil nagawa naming magpaliwanag sa aming prof na ginamitan ng konting karisma ng magaling kong kagrupo at yun solve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa sumunod na klase mukang patuloy ang magandang hatid ng eclipse sa araw namin. Wala ang prof namin na ni-minsan ay hindi pa nag-aabsent!! ayos! ang aga ng uwian namin!&lt;br /&gt;Pero syempre dahil walang klase, kagaya ng inaasahan ay sa mall namin ginanap ang naudlot na ITlab. Nung una ay ayoko sumama dahil baka hindi ko maabutan ang eclipse dapat 6pm ay nasa bahay na ko pero dahil hindi ako makatanggi, wala akong nagawa kundi sumama at nakita na lang ang sarili kong nagbabayad na ng pamasahe sa dyip papuntang kung saan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Market Market -- dun kami nagdaos ng klase namin. May nangyaring hindi ko alam kung tatawaging swerte na naman o ang kapal lang talaga namin tsk. -- (sasabihin ko na lang sa kaduktong nito dahil may mga bagay na dapat ninyong makita).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paguwi -- 5:30 ako dumating ng bahay, medyo pagod at inaaantok. Nalimutan ko na ang tungkol sa hinihintay na lunar eclipse...... At muli itong naalala nang magkwentuhan kami ng pinsan ko tungkol sa 'Embassy'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: punta tayo ng embassy!&lt;br /&gt;pinsan: ah.. eh ano naman gagawin natin dun?&lt;br /&gt;ako: ayyyyy may lunar eclipse nga pala ngayon!!!!! (sabay akyat at punta sa terrace)&lt;br /&gt;pinsan: (hanap ng negative).&lt;br /&gt;ako: waaaaaaaaaaa! wala naman eh!! ang dilim-dilim!&lt;br /&gt;pinsan: umulan kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero dahil mapilit ako at nagbakasakaling may makikita kahit anino, pinagpipindot ko ang kamera ko hanggang sa wala akong napala kundi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHF9IK7MFaAZPmPiWKKOtATP6RAghm-RUAxx1XRLNUGaSJLVeA0FYNa77fyJYjNtL8cukHEDjra-lIp4KKEcXi588Gq-lcOWTmV-WJ0b0BgiRW1tgoNXiC-v5se1Kfl7-ewYg0OeGgj4/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHF9IK7MFaAZPmPiWKKOtATP6RAghm-RUAxx1XRLNUGaSJLVeA0FYNa77fyJYjNtL8cukHEDjra-lIp4KKEcXi588Gq-lcOWTmV-WJ0b0BgiRW1tgoNXiC-v5se1Kfl7-ewYg0OeGgj4/s320/DSC00416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103748148139919586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Antena (di sinasadyang sumali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs1gaIUx2VsQ7Q4GNXaP1yiKaIINTm_h0OYX3ze1-RgrKl-otty3n7diDtxCKjmRQlALysT4E5UhMRxB_QUE-b-0hEP5gDPdVmHZUi6e92rGwH-oVdgbbJ4zUN7gqi4aTzM6e1yM8lKXI/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs1gaIUx2VsQ7Q4GNXaP1yiKaIINTm_h0OYX3ze1-RgrKl-otty3n7diDtxCKjmRQlALysT4E5UhMRxB_QUE-b-0hEP5gDPdVmHZUi6e92rGwH-oVdgbbJ4zUN7gqi4aTzM6e1yM8lKXI/s320/DSC00415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103747727233124562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sipit na glow in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wala na lang akong nagawa kundi panoorin sa TV ang kasalukuyang nagaganap na lunar eclipse sa mga oras na yun.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/maghanap-tayo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHF9IK7MFaAZPmPiWKKOtATP6RAghm-RUAxx1XRLNUGaSJLVeA0FYNa77fyJYjNtL8cukHEDjra-lIp4KKEcXi588Gq-lcOWTmV-WJ0b0BgiRW1tgoNXiC-v5se1Kfl7-ewYg0OeGgj4/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-961057328644996241</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 12:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:59.341-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tanong ng taong....</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVNiB2zEhG5frNoWI8hNvlTXMTaMosiMvAyoTXkx8oOnNDyieaJmYyeD-IIB9t6gkc66JN-Gjjcm6iwhw2ABzJRDsjbf14pZycA8xHUYlzpJCMINeuHmksFx7H7w7s1sg5vT0y2_BkFHw/s1600-h/top+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVNiB2zEhG5frNoWI8hNvlTXMTaMosiMvAyoTXkx8oOnNDyieaJmYyeD-IIB9t6gkc66JN-Gjjcm6iwhw2ABzJRDsjbf14pZycA8xHUYlzpJCMINeuHmksFx7H7w7s1sg5vT0y2_BkFHw/s320/top+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102992654802618514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kung walang taong bobo., saan nanggaling ang salitang bobo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba ang nauna? Ang salitang bobo o ang taong bobo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit bobo ang tawag sa bobo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit mas gusto nilang matawag na tanga kaysa bobo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mataas ba ang level ng tanga sa bobo?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/tanong-ng-taong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVNiB2zEhG5frNoWI8hNvlTXMTaMosiMvAyoTXkx8oOnNDyieaJmYyeD-IIB9t6gkc66JN-Gjjcm6iwhw2ABzJRDsjbf14pZycA8xHUYlzpJCMINeuHmksFx7H7w7s1sg5vT0y2_BkFHw/s72-c/top+copy.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-1200064958604897159</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:59.533-08:00</atom:updated><title>1 click</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzbDgIRBTF9lrz54oAkyqn4FeCyVUMTUDd67YhiivsogMtDf10vdZB0SjH1IftApAEriAwgLkoM2gEQf3CG8-to-FCMwuTj0CaSDdjgQCghWDLv3xtDeiTD1EZFCvgSo4Edo8PRe-qDc/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzbDgIRBTF9lrz54oAkyqn4FeCyVUMTUDd67YhiivsogMtDf10vdZB0SjH1IftApAEriAwgLkoM2gEQf3CG8-to-FCMwuTj0CaSDdjgQCghWDLv3xtDeiTD1EZFCvgSo4Edo8PRe-qDc/s320/DSC00366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102646665122154626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mga bagay na nagustuhan ko sa photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi kailangan ng papel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi kailangan ng tinta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi tutulo ang pawis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang pindot lng ayos na!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maipapahayag mo ang sarili sa paraang tahimik. Kahit anung bagay pwedeng gamitin para ibuhos ang nararamdaman mo sa mga oras na tikom ang iyong bibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako propesyunal sa larangang ito at sa totoo ay wala akong alam sa mga tamang pagkuha ng litrato (kung meron man). Aksidenteng nagustuhan ko ito ng maisip ko at matanggap ko na wala akong kinabukasan sa drawing. Suko na ako dahil wala talaga ata akong talento sa pagguhit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon ito na siguro ang hobby na kahit wala akong talento ay hindi naman masyadong mahahalata ng makakakita liban na lang kung propesyunal sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/mga-bagay-na-nagustuhan-ko-sa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzbDgIRBTF9lrz54oAkyqn4FeCyVUMTUDd67YhiivsogMtDf10vdZB0SjH1IftApAEriAwgLkoM2gEQf3CG8-to-FCMwuTj0CaSDdjgQCghWDLv3xtDeiTD1EZFCvgSo4Edo8PRe-qDc/s72-c/DSC00366.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-957087418188239681</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 12:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-25T06:10:05.676-07:00</atom:updated><title>Dukot</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Mas mahal ang hindi mag-aral kaysa mag-aral...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan ang pumasok sa utak ko kanina habang naglalakad sa kawalan kasama ang isang kamag-aral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaga kasi kami umuwi dahil walang klase sa huli naming subject at dahil masaya ang lahat, ang aming klase ay ginanap sa mall na malapit sa aming paaralan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag nasa mall, walang oras, wala kang nakikita, ang tanging naririnig mo lang ay ang nagsasabing "bilin mo ko" at walang pipigil sayo na ubisin ang baon mo kahit nasa kailaliman na ito ng bag mo. Pilit itong kukunin ng nangangati mong mga kamay na parang mandurukot sa bilis ng pagbigay ng bayad sa cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa aming paguwi ko lang namalayang nagastos ko na ang dapat na baon ko sa isang linggo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung sana ay sa mga oras na iyon ay nasa silid aralan ako at nagsusulat hindi sana mawawala ang itinago kong baon. Hindi sana ako mabibiktima ng sarili kong mga kamay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/dukot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-1369189649456795824</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 09:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T12:32:59.703-08:00</atom:updated><title>Ph's Best</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz34Bxtkm2j6x8u8HByl-GzI5g3aQlHTnhWqWPllQzORTTJaYjFJagF8OnL5ZBPNDHxXJ-mYPJ8cCpeffFDztz5oedIB_oXalnNmbJhf9HCS-Z2IzWMAB4dId3sFI8xBcv7Oly2DOiHNE/s1600-h/980506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz34Bxtkm2j6x8u8HByl-GzI5g3aQlHTnhWqWPllQzORTTJaYjFJagF8OnL5ZBPNDHxXJ-mYPJ8cCpeffFDztz5oedIB_oXalnNmbJhf9HCS-Z2IzWMAB4dId3sFI8xBcv7Oly2DOiHNE/s320/980506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101092462486620242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Masarap ba ang Ph's Best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Natulala na lang ako ng makita ang isang advertisement sa Friendster.com. May ibinibentang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mabiling mabili at sobrang in demand lalo na sa mga "hilaw" - "hilaw na DOM" ang pangalan ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cebuana Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng pagkaka-advertise na my tagline na parang ganito - "Filipinas this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is your chance to have a good fortune! marry an American man!" - woaha! ayos parang sinabing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; wala na kayong pagasa kaya grab the opportunity! parang jackpot ang magasawa ng kano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; AT TAMA BANG IBENTA ANG PINOY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi man direkteng binibenta ganun pa din ang lumalabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko napigilang hanapin yung site at syempre sa tulong ng world wide web, feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; detective na naman ako. Nakita ko yung site. Hindi ko alam kung maiinis ako o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; mahihiya dahil sa homepage pa lang ay may mga pilipina nang handang sumali sa contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga picture nila na pang 1x1 ang nakapost sa isang napaka cheap na website. Grabe wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; man lang ka-effort effort yung web designer parang elementary na gumawa ng 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; website nya yung itsura. Badtrip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Name your price!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Beautiful Philippine girls and women looking for pen pals,  love and marriage. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; free website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Isang testimonial sa site mula sa isang member :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "thanks for ur wonderful site, meet my Man. Just want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; thanks a lot for making me use ur site to find my man, just want to let u know this and tell u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to pls remove my add there. I will be glad if my request is granted, more grace to ur elbow." K. L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hindi ko alam kung ano talaga ang gustong palabasin ng gumawa ng site na yan at bakit mga pilipino ang ginamit nyang main menu sa handa niyang webpage.. at bakit meron paring mga pilipino ang pumapayag na maging canned goods na pang export.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/masarap-ba-ang-phs-best-natulala-na.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz34Bxtkm2j6x8u8HByl-GzI5g3aQlHTnhWqWPllQzORTTJaYjFJagF8OnL5ZBPNDHxXJ-mYPJ8cCpeffFDztz5oedIB_oXalnNmbJhf9HCS-Z2IzWMAB4dId3sFI8xBcv7Oly2DOiHNE/s72-c/980506.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-3449607625015547605</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 08:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-25T04:11:13.710-07:00</atom:updated><title>Makabagong diks</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cigarette:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end &amp; a fool at the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Love affairs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like cricket where one-day internationals are more popular than a five-day test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Marriage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Divorce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="10"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future tense of marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where divorce comes before marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ecstasy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feeling when you feel you are going to feel a feeling you have never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book which people praise, but do not read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Smile:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curve that can set a lot of things straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Atom Bomb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An invention to end all inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Philosopher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool who torments himself during life, to be spoken of when dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Diplomat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who tells you to go to hell in such a way that you actually look forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who while falling from Eiffel Tower says in midway See I am not injured yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessimist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who says that O is the last letter in ZERO, Instead of the first letter in word OPPORTUNITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politician:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who shakes your hand before elections and your Confidence after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you with his bills.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/makabagong-diks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-8040503786975306417</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-25T04:20:35.986-07:00</atom:updated><title>Tips on Writing for the Web</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Mario Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Write in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;layman’s terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; so that everybody can understand your content, unless you’re running a technical site for technical people.&lt;br /&gt;* Reading from a screen is painful: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;use 50% less words&lt;/span&gt; than you would use on print.&lt;br /&gt;* If a page is too long, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;break it into several pages&lt;/span&gt; and link to them.&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t use font sizes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smaller than 10pt&lt;/span&gt;. for the body of your page. Specify your fonts in percentage terms instead of pixels, to let users set their own size preferences using their browser’s text view options.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Use a spell checker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Spelling mistakes are embarrassing and hurt credibility.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/tips-on-writing-for-web-by-mario.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099521413717670710.post-2782119230425602980</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 15:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-21T23:39:49.205-07:00</atom:updated><title>egay exists PH.</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Egay exists Ph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos ng instant vacation umalis na si master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babay egay.</description><link>http://verting.blogspot.com/2007/08/egay-exists-ph.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>