<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:54:58.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my stupid life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115684570410741306</id><published>2006-08-29T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T18:02:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've got lots to do. gawd, math 2nd dept'l exam tomorrow then kas 2nd exam on thurs. cw cnf paper due on fri then lokal na papel for kas on monday. i dont know why i have the time to blog still. im such a lazy kid. when will i ever change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my cw cnf paper. when i finish that, ima post it here. the topic can get related to by others, for sure. hahaha. and knowing that ima post it will force me to give my best in writing. xempre, i havta make it presentable! haha. haaaaayy, i hope i come up with a good paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i just remembered, ima report on tuesday for english and ima prepare for my reporting for kas. shiet. ima review for math so i'll have tym to review for kas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-115684570410741306?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115684570410741306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115684570410741306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115684570410741306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115684570410741306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/stress.html' title='stress'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115667197585488685</id><published>2006-08-27T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:46:15.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;after 10 years.. update ulet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;erm.. una sa lahat, wala ng pag-asa ang UP mkapasok ng final 4 ng uaap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so sad. gudluck nlng nxt yr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ai, c crush sa maroons, ngktinginan kme twice na! hahaha. kaligayahan ko na un!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero ang weird ko, pag ngkktinginan kme inaalis ko agad ung mata ko tapos d q na xa ttgnan ult. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;heniweii, ang stubborn q tlga! bket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i take one step away, then i find myself coming back&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;konti lng nman. my tendency? hahaha. nooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;isa pa! ang labo ng earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;after a very long tym, bkt mai gnon??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;okei, ang kitid ng utak ko at ngiicp ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero, wla lng, parang ang bgla lng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i hope wala tlga 2. with ur situation, naman dba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(as if mbbasa mo 2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ai basta, ang gulo ng utak ko!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sana mgconcentrate nlng ako sa pag-aaral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;wed, math exam. thurs, kas exam. fri, cw paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless sken!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;*ed4, party nmen nila j9 at kamille sa sept23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;kam's haus, wla png tym. hope ud come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;esp. anyting. loveyou somuch guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;imissyou!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-115667197585488685?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115667197585488685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115667197585488685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115667197585488685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115667197585488685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/pc.html' title='PC'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115426169759701336</id><published>2006-07-30T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:14:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uaap</title><content type='html'>haayyy... nkktmad mgpost ng maaus..&lt;br /&gt;bsta.. highlights nlng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ambobo ko. dpat mgkikita kme sa ortigas station ng mrt. pero pagbili ko ng tkt sa lrt2, recto nabili (dapat cubao tpos lipat akong mrt).. so ang nangyare, napakomyut aq papuntang vito cruz station ng lrt1 mgisa.. haha... achievement un! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kumaen kme sa pizza hut at sobrang mahal ng bill. dinaya ata kc ang labo ng receipt. subtotal tpos 541 tpos tax 4. anu un?? d na lng kme ngreklamo. pero 100+ lugi nmen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ngpedicab kme at cningil ng 60. 30 lng dpat e. todo lugi day 2day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*up lost to feu. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pero aus lng. sobrang crush ko na tlga si de asis! anggaling nia sobra kanina!!!! tpos si reyes dn.. pero si de asis pren tlgaa... hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun lng... high pa ko e... hehe.. and im watching constantine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAPPY BIRTHDAY pala kay CHARLES FREDERICK TORRALBA CO!!&lt;br /&gt;(tama ba?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-115426169759701336?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115426169759701336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115426169759701336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115426169759701336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115426169759701336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/uaap.html' title='uaap'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115391577473287339</id><published>2006-07-26T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:09:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y!m status:&lt;br /&gt;how do i stop thinking about a guy hu doesnt even know i exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha.. whatever.. i've been thinkin about him for days already. i made my night miserable yesterday because of some things concerning him and someone else. haaaaayy. i was so stupid. i asked my friend to do something for me and then i got hurt when she did it. what's worse is that i shouldn't have gotten hurt because it was merely an infatuation! well, as Airon said, its "severe infatuation". hahaha. yea yea. whatever. point is it doesn't matter how much i feel for him for he's someone way out of my league AND he doesn't know i exist. (yak, andrama!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* shieeeeeeeeett!!! i checked his friendster out and gosh. he can sing!!!! waaaaaah. makes me like him more !!!! nooooo..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aaaaaaaanywaaaaaaaaayy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was with niki and airon in figaro kanina. there, we talked about our freakin "lovelives" and ourselves. well, our talk made me think about what i wanted to change about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here's a list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--STOP BEING BITCHY. well, im not a real bitch. my bitch-ness is my tactless way of being frank. i think a lot of people are getting hurt with my frankness. i tend to crush people's dreams with my skepticism and reality-thinking. or whatever you call that. basta, my friends know what i'm talking about. they're victims of this bitch-ness of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--CLEAN MY ROOM. and maintain it that way. clean and orderly. coz right now, its sooooo untidy! im not exaggerating. i dont wanna describe it anymore. its embarrassing. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my freakin brother wants to use the computer. so ima finish the post next tym. gnytie world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-115391577473287339?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115391577473287339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115391577473287339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115391577473287339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115391577473287339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/ewan.html' title='ewan!'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115269022441673521</id><published>2006-07-12T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T16:06:05.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me! wala lng.. i wanted to update by sharing stuff that happened to me the past days.. but, lyk wat i said in my previous post, since i am such a lazy bitch, ima type whatever i want to... im so not in the right mind today... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f*ck! these days, "bugs" keeps popping in my mind.. shiet!! man, i don't understand why i freakin like him... he's not good-looking (he's just, fine..) and he's not even my friend! i mean, i just know his first name and that's it... we never hanged out together (unless you wanna count the lib tour &lt;where&gt;) so i dunno if he's funny or whatever... he's almost a stranger to me and here i am, attracted for no good reason... i hate it... i really do... haaaaaaayy... i keep on remembering what happened last friday (during the fresh to play-freshie concert)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*for those who are curious about what corni-ness happened... well, while searching for my other crush, i saw him and said hi... then, he had this gesture as though he wanted to say sumthing... and so i held my ear close to him... at first, he wasnt saying anything (or maybe i didnt hear coz some band was playing then) then he told me "tatanong ko sana kung nawala fone mo, e nakita ko na" (nksabit kc sa leeg ko ung fone q)... i was like 'aaah'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so weird wasnt it? i mean, it was the first time he ever talked to me (we never talked, i just say hi to him and he acknowledges it) and that's what he tells me? well, what was there to say anyway... haaayy, why am i hoping for sumthing more? that was enough to make me smile for the night! hahaha... shieeeeet... i saw him yesterday (coz his bowling class was after mine) and i didnt say hi... well, our eyes didnt meet so there was no need to say hi.. anyway, that was the last tym i saw him... that was like 2pm.. whatever.. y am i talking about him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaayy.. as usual, im feeling lovesick again... call me pathetic but that's really what im feeling these days... can u blame me? i mean, everywhere i go, love songs can be heard and lovers can be seen! i am soo bitter, aint i? yak, kadiri ako. but i cant help but feel this way.. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai, i just remembered.. jabs told me that princess said 'he' (the one who turned 16) did study in their HS. so it must really be him! shieeeeeeeett!&lt;br /&gt;-only a few will understand this.. sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... whoever you are that's reading this entry of mine... can you help me? yah, u can... tag ka sa tagboard tpos lagay ka ng mga kantang pampa-lovesick.. haha... lalagay ko kc sa mp3 q eh gs2 q madami.. hahaha.. thanks a bunch.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;malapit na mag22!!! yehey, ima see jabs again!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-115269022441673521?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115269022441673521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115269022441673521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115269022441673521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115269022441673521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/bitch.html' title='the bitch'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115246049786983672</id><published>2006-07-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:54:57.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>hmm..&lt;br /&gt;since im such a lazy bitch, i didnt finish my post..&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to finish it tomorrow or whenever possible...&lt;br /&gt;gooodnytie/gmorning...&lt;br /&gt;gudmornyt! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-115246049786983672?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115246049786983672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115246049786983672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115246049786983672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115246049786983672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/lazy.html' title='lazy'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-115200881580839579</id><published>2006-07-04T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:39:05.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first real post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;watsup with me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    well, definitely, there's been a lot that happened to me over the past ?? months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've already spent three weeks in UP and its been real fun so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College of Mass Communication (CMC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    I'm so happy to be part of this college! Why? Well, the CMC-SC (Student Council) has prepared lots activities for us CMC freshies last june 19-23. It was the CMC freshie week or Fresh Freedom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Activities:&lt;br /&gt;    June 21, we had a streetpainting activity. We painted the parking lot of CMC. Of course, the painting was in line with the theme "press freedom". As media people, we are of course anti-media repression. Anyway, im not sure if the streetpainting avtivity was inter-block or inter-course. CommRes freshies only have one block (K3) that's why i didn't really care.&lt;br /&gt;    After streetpainting, most of us had lunch together. We were with our blockhandlers, UP-MCO and the other block they were handling, K6. We ate at "beach house"--the barbecue house near the main library. There, we bonded of course. Talked about stuff I can't remember anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;    By 3pm that day, we went in some room in AS and had the ABC or Alternative Block Class. We were still with K6 and MCO was facilitating the "class". We started with interesting introductions and talked about how to enjoy college life. We also had a game where our group won. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;As i mentioned earlier, i am a member of block K3. And having a block means having new friends! We are 39 in the block and I've met more than half already. Im closer to my blockmates who are my classmates in Math11 than the others. Yesterday, I bonded with 3 of them. Abi, Enzo and I went to Ico's house and chilled out there.&lt;br /&gt;    Aside from my blockmates, i also have a few new friends who are my classmates in other subjects. Though, its kinda hard to bond with them because we always have discussions in class.&lt;br /&gt;    Of course, high school friends are still friends! haha. Since there are a lot of xientian batchmates in UPD, i always see them and hang out with them. and so, old friendships are preserved. Or, are they? Sadly, some old friends are now cannot-be-reached people. haaaaaay. I dont wanna talk about missing them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subjects and Professors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Math 11 - fun!!! our prof's like an elementary teacher with the way she explains! We sooo love her style of teaching! too bad she's pregnant and will have to leave us before the semester ends.&lt;br /&gt;    Philo 1 - goshness. the prof's not focused. i mean, she keeps on beating around the bush. We've already spent days on the Apology by Plato and yet we still can't see the point of studying it.&lt;br /&gt;    Kas 1 - boooooring!!! we have to read lots of 'readings'! and we have this "firing line" which is like an oral recitation. Everyday, she calls on students (usually four) and will ask them about the readings.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the effect of that? the students who are not called for the firing line tend to not listen to the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;    Eng 1 - another fun subject! the prof's like my 3rd yr physics teacher (sir armamento) and we have interesting dicussions.&lt;br /&gt;    CW 10 - first days of this class, man, i was so scared of the subject because i wasn't inclined to writing ad i was also scared of the professor who seemed so strict and expects a lot. well, i am now enjoying the class. i love the topics we are discussing. techniques in writing. though, i am not applying it here in my blog... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;    PE 2-BWD - duckpin bowling. this is obviously fun. we just have to finish 10 frames every meeting.! and though im not good at it, its ok coz i enjoy playing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovelife (or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;well, i don't have a lovelife. and, its really hard to find handsome guys in up so i dont have a crush yet. or, at least im not telling people about it. hahaha. anyway, why did i include this in the update?? uhmm.. its just that something happened last week. hmm.. on 2nd thoughts, i don't wanna talk about it anymore. i'm not supposed to anyways. coz he's 'someone' and he's turning 16 tomorrow. (and so?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess that's it for now. yeah. i hope i get to update this often again. babush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** anyting!!! anu ba kayo?? magparamdam naman ung mga nawala na ata sa earth! sa 22 ata celeb. ng bday ni eron. pnta kayo ha?? missyouguys!!!&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/27510526-115200881580839579?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115200881580839579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=115200881580839579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115200881580839579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/115200881580839579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-real-post.html' title='first real post..'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510526.post-114672038099716115</id><published>2006-05-04T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:26:21.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newest blog</title><content type='html'>huwalalang... just thought of making a new one..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510526-114672038099716115?l=sotiredoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114672038099716115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510526&amp;postID=114672038099716115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/114672038099716115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510526/posts/default/114672038099716115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotiredoflife.blogspot.com/2006/05/newest-blog.html' title='newest blog'/><author><name>kayi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955505057508691102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
